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Multi-Chapter
NSFW | The Lucky Winner (Homelander x fem!Reader) [AO3]
Summary: You're a huge fan of Homelander but you've always felt too awkward to ever meet your hero at a meet & greet or similar events. Your friends enter you into a Vought competition, where you've got a chance to win a phone call from Homelander himself.
Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3 | Part 4 | Part 5
NSFW | The Price of Love (Homelander x fem!Reader) [AO3]
Summary: Homelander asks you out. Instead of happily accepting like he imagines you to, you let him down revealing that you're married.
Part 1 | Part 2
NSFW | Testing the Limits (Homelander x Reader) [AO3]
Summary: Through some gentle coaching Homelander is learning how to control his strength during rough sex
Part 1 (gn!Reader) | Part 2 (fem!Reader)
SFW/NSFW | Virginverse (Homelander x fem!Reader)
Summary: Homelander is a fantastic teacher when he puts his mind to it.
Part 1 SFW | Part 2 NSFW
NSFW | Mind Over Matter (Homelander x fem!supe!Reader) [AO3]
Summary: As the only telepathic, mind-altering member of the Seven you take Homelander for a vivid ride in his mind during an important meeting. Homelander can't handle being reduced to less than his perfect manicured self and he decides to teach you a lesson.
Part 1 | Part 2 (sex pollen)
One-Shots
NSFW | Imperfectly Perfect (fem!Reader) [AO3]
Summary: Unfortunately for Homelander, sex isn't always so easy and effortlessly sexy.
NSFW | Anywhere, You're Mine (fem!Reader) [AO3]
Summary: On a warm summer night, Homelander takes you flying. You soon find out that he's looking for more than just the midnight skyline views
NSFW | We Play Pretend (gn!Reader) [AO3]
Summary: Homelander has never really understood the fantasy you divulged one day. You were happy to let it go. But it turns out that after all the years with Vought he's an incredibly convincing actor.
NSFW | Mark Me Yours (fem!Reader) [AO3]
Summary: Although Homelander is not one to celebrate Halloween you manage to show him a fun way to celebrate.
NSFW | Sweet as Honey (fem!Reader) [AO3]
Summary: With Homelander's stress levels increasing day by day you look into alternative methods to ease his mind. Self-induced lactation turns out to be at the top of the list.
NSFW | First Time for Everything (fem!Reader) [AO3]
Summary: Homelander makes you squirt for the first time.
SFW | Sweet Valentine (fem!Reader) [AO3]
Summary: After a week of being spoiled with gifts leading up to Valentine's, you treat Homelander to a surprise of your own.
SFW | Get Well Soon! (fem!Reader) [AO3]
Summary: Due to his own carelessness, Homelander breaks your wrist. While a fairly normal injury for your standards, to Homelander this is a glaring reminder of your fragility. And he doesn't quite know how to deal with it.
NSFW | Savour Me (fem!Reader) [AO3]
Summary: Homelander's used to rushed touches and fast finishes. It's a self-defense mechanism; if he keeps his partners in the high throes of passion they won't get the chance to rethink his involvement. His world is turned upside down when you tell him to slow down.
Shorter Fics/Requests
A little collection of little fics/scenarios I've answered some of my asks with. Some very short, some ~1k. But I didn't consider them long enough/thought-out enough to fit in the above. Unless specified, it features a female!Reader
SFW | Homelander surprises you with a gift
SFW | Homelander gets handmade chocolates (gn!Reader)
SFW | Mistletoe kisses (gn!Reader)
SFW | Homelander feels the love of your touch (gn!Reader)
SFW | Homelander comforts you during a rough time (gn!Reader)
SFW | Homelander receives a handmade blanket (gn!Reader)
SFW | You join Homelander for his hair bleaching (gn!Reader)
SFW | Homelander sees you and Ryan having a cuddle (gn!Reader)
SFW | Homelander and his southern stylist
SFW | Homelander and his southern stylist, part 2
SFW | Homelander teaches you how to kiss (gn!Reader)
SFW | Homelander comes to you for comfort (gn!Reader)
NSFW | You're jealous over Homelander's public gf
NSFW | Homelander with a very vocal reader
NSFW | Homelander comes home to you after S5E4
NSFW | Emotional sex/moment with Depowered!Homelander
NSFW | Homelander is upset at you playing a game
NSFW | How you and Homelander deal with nightmares
Idk if you’re still doing requests, but what about Homelander with a reader who is in the middle of trying to leave an abusive relationship. Like the reader works at Vought as maybe Ashley’s assistant, but they are also secretly dating Homelander in private. However, the reader is in the middle of trying to break away from their abusive partner, who mind you, will not get the hint and keeps pestering the reader while they’re at work.
Hi hon, sorry to disappoint but I am only doing requests that either come from these prompts (you can see which ones have been requested here) or are very broad and vague.
For what it's worth I think this would be very quickly solved by this abusive partner somehow mysteriously disappearing off the face of the earth! Oh no!
Because I’ve been feeling really bummed out and creatively unmotivated, everyone name ONE thing you genuinely did enjoy about s5. Lets start a positivity train to rejuvenate the fandom a bit
Let me add mine too! (more than one oooooops) I love having positive things to say, off with the negativity. The internet is so hostile these days so I'm always down for bringing in some sunshine. This is our favourite show after all! (I am focusing more on Homelander scenes ofc but other bits were great too! I just forget bcs of him)
Episode 1:
Opened up with a BANG, I was at the EDGE of my seat! They've done such a good job with the tension and drama here.
I like that S5 opens with shareholder meeting, call back to the one we see in S1. (Funnily enough both Homelander and Madelyn talk about a movie called G-Men grossing way too much money)
Homelander's inside jokes
Homelander & Sage's rapport is my favourite thing! They're so sassy to each other.
This seasons humour was great!
Niche but Homelander saying "Gentlemen, do your fucking jobs." is very sexy to me and I can't get over it.
The Deep & Noir scenes are honestly funny to me.
Oh Father was a 100/10 addition, love everything about him.
All of the Homelander in the camps scenes. No comment needed. (I mean 'She's zesty.' ?? And Homelander's inability to understand the loyalty Hughie and the Boys have between each other and how they'd sacrifice themselves for each other? Love.
The whole forest chasing scene is a 1000/10, from the full circle moment of Reggie's death to how he laughs in Homelander's face.
Episode 2:
Homelander's monologues are always great, and him pouting over Reggie's coffin about how he was like "a brother [he's] never had"! This man is so insane and I love that we see more of what he's surpressed.
Homelander & Soldier Boy's scenes are all gold. Obsessed with their dynamic. Same with his and Sage's again. I think there's so much comedy gold when Homelander talks to people he deems near his level unlike his lackeys.
The neighbourhood raids for Starlighters are chilling and too real. Which is well done!
Homelander immediately mourning SB's death and hitting himself for it after Sage says that 'he surely won't be sad if he dies' is both comedy gold and terribly sad.
Episode 3:
I know some see issues with it but i enjoy MM's descent into darkness and his alignment with Butcher this season. It feels realistic to me. There's only so much hope in a person (Hughie is an anomaly)
um "softest, wettest boy" ????
Zoe & Ryan are so sweet together!!!
Little detail but I love how loud the thud when Ryan pushes Butcher is, I think it does a great job of showcasing that Ryan is strong but Butcher is not longer human. I don't think the strength always comes across well when 2 supes fight but I loved this detail here.
MILK BATH ALERT!!! We got a butt shot and almost everything shot. I can't complain.
It's a fantastic scene but god does it hurt to watch Homelander beat Ryan up. Same note I had about the Ryan/Butcher bit applies here!
Episode 4:
Monster of the week ep!!!!! Love this as a concept and I wish we got 20 eps a season to get more of these. Something about this feels cosy.
Homelander's pretty smile when he talks about him being god 🥰
Homelander & SBs banter in this is hilariousssss! I want a whole buddy cop comedy with these 2. Incredible chemistry.
Homelander whump!
Episode 5:
This might be the strangest ep to make this point in but Homelander is so chill and gives off tired dad energy esp when talking about his new church. I find it strangely endearing.
Love the way Oh Father and Homelander bounce off of each other. Oh Father feels more than just another lackey!
One-shots is such a fun format!
Firecracker's whole story in this ep is so heartbreaking, insane story-telling. It made me appreciate Firecracker a lot more.
I actually enjoyed the little trip to LA. Homelander meeting with the masses is always funny bcs he really does react like everyone's filthy and he's above it all. But to our POV he looks like a sulking child 😂
"You need to get the fuck away from me right now"
The last scene is insane and I've rewatched it so many times!!! The way he speaks softly to her at first??? "Don't fret, little one" ???? Ahhh SUCH a good scene. "You're supposed to worship me" with his little hand gestures. Honestly the way that he was about to let her go too. He's genuinely just disappointed. (Until the end.) Like "you don't believe in me" sounds so sad!
Episode 6:
The talk with the Legend is legendary
The scene where Homelander injects V is SICK and genuinely scary! Like you feel the impact
Episode 7:
Raise him up is a banger!
The Homelander & SB scene
The bit where Hughie & Butcher get their minds probed and read while they're being interrogated. Love that scene!
SCARYLANDER! The way he landed and moved around was SO cool holy shit.
What's not to love about 'I bet you never danced a day in your life' Fantastic line. Insane ending to an ep, very tense and emotional.
Episode 8:
Any Ryan and Homelander scene is always going to be important to me and this one is no different. His teenage son nearly talked sense into him. Not that that was every going to happen but I love this scene man. So good.
I don't know if it was out of self-preservation or just being jaded but I like how Oh Father ended up just being the closest to a loyal figure we've seen this season. Like he's genuinely warning him about Butcher and wanting him safe. We constantly see people on the Vought side be terrified of him and just saying things for the sake of it. This felt different and I enjoyed it.
Idk why but I'm particularly amused by the scene where Deep comes in saying he's gonna be a crusader and Oh Father effectively just being like 'the fuck...'
Homelander finally talking back to the Deep was very satisfying.
Antony's performance in the depowered scene is another million out of ten.
hi!! if ur still taking requests can i ask for something with prompt list #1 option 1 or 20.. :D
[Masterlist]
18+ Only | 3.4k | Want to send your own request? | Prompt Queue | Homelander x female!Reader | Established Relationship. Happy moments. Fluffy sex. Using sex as comfort. Handjob.
You’ve always been a light sleeper. Moving from your dingy apartment in the dodgy part of the city to the top of the Vought tower meant that there were no more oppressive sounds of cars, drunken people, or fights right outside your window. It was quiet. It felt like for the first time you got to enjoy a whole night of peaceful sleep.
At first Homelander slept like a baby. With his arms around you, his chest tucked as closely to your back as possible, your warmth and comfort put him to sleep fast.
Those days you woke up rested, still in each other’s arms with his lips ghosting across your neck, placing a couple soft kisses in between a raspy ‘good morning’. Those were the good nights.
In your time together you’ve also discovered the bad nights.
You wake up to Homelander screaming, crying or thrashing around often enough that you’ve learned to manage it.
One way or another.
Some nights it requires soft cooing words as you hold him close, rocking him from side to side, taking on the role of a mother soothing a crying child. Another night you hum anything that comes to mind—soft songs and rhythms that put Homelander to sleep faster than you’d expect.
Some nights neither of you manages to fall asleep again so you sit in the dark of the room, talking in hushed voices akin to naughty kids staying up all night during a sleepover—worried the adults might overhear. While nobody is here to hear the two of you, the fantasy of a lighter moment in time feels too exhilarating to abandon.
You talk about anything and everything those nights. You talk about silly things like favourite colours and why there’s more to life than red, white, and blue—no, gold doesn’t count either. Have big debates on what are statistically most likely to be people’s favourite meals or drinks—you insist it’s not milk—or what would be the most nutritionally logical food if you could only eat that for the rest of your life. It’s the type of conversations you’ve had with friends instead of studying or working. You’d think they’d be too mundane to entertain and distract Homelander but he’s glowing, immersed in the experience of a low-stakes conversation that won’t matter by the morning. The memory of a peaceful time, however, will.
You make it your mission to give him the sleepover experience he’s never had in those evenings.
You talk about life experiences and events—you even share your most embarrassing moments just to get his mind off things and pretend to pout and get mad when he can’t hold back his laughter. It’s a rare thing these days—you enjoy it fully even if it comes at your expense.
You introduce him to many games. You play ‘Would You Rather’ for at least an hour. It gets sillier and sillier by the hour.
“Would you rather have the Deep as your best friend or never get another blowjob?”
“Oh Christ, can we go back to when I was picking between a hug and a kiss?”
“Nope, you gotta answer. That’s the rule of the game.”
The 4 am giggles have fully set off by now and you find just about everything funny. The choked noise of disbelief at the question alone sends you into a wheezing fit. Homelander pulls you closer, and you can’t stop the way your laughter makes you shake against him.
“What if it’s a long-distance friendship? I kick him out of the Seven and send him back to Sandusky.”
He’s bargaining and all it does is send you down another spiral of tears-in-your-eyes laughter.
“Still gotta be a best friend though. You’d have to get on the phone with him ever so often.”
“Fuck—okay, define best friend.”
“Somebody you go to with your deepest, darkest secrets. Somebody to hold you close when you’re upset.”
“Mhmmm, I have you for that.” He nuzzles into your neck, pressing a couple cute kisses into your skin. You’re so sensitive to laughter that the tickling sensation makes you burst into giggles. You make your escape but his iron grip doesn’t let you get far.
“You’d have to go to him too! What if we get into a fight? You gotta talk to your bestie Kevin about that.”
“Please, don’t ever say that—You know what—I mean—pfft—blowjobs are overrated anyway. Handjobs are still on the table, right? We’ll just have to get your hand really wet and then it’s no skin off my back.”
“Wow, okay, I’ll remember this.”
“Babe—”
The petulant tone just sends you into another fit of giggles—you swear your abs are gonna ache in the morning.
“Alright, your turn. Would you rather be skinned alive or burned alive?”
“What?! Those are horrible options. The fact that you’re even making me think about it is mean enough.”
“Exactly—now you know what I’m going through. Not that I’d let either happen. You know I’d save you, right?”
“Yeah, your water bestie could put out the fire.”
“Alright, now you’ve done it.”
The tickle fight that ensues makes you scream with laughter, begging for mercy like you’ve never had to before.
That ends the ‘Would you Rather?’ round and you move onto more unique games. You start enjoying Homelander’s powers for silly reasons. You’ve seen them in action, you’ve even seen him abuse them in bed but never have you just… had fun with them.
That night breaks another first for you both.
You’re both lying on your back staring up at the ceiling. Homelander’s using his penetrative vision to see through all the layers of the tower’s rooftop, pointing out the direction of stars he can see.
“How far can you even see?”
“Well, far, but they’re pretty fucking far away. Still just looks like a spec in the sky. Do you want to fly out with me? We can hover in the sky, watch the stars together.” It’s romantic and sweet but you’re more than content with just being next to him here. No great feats or displays of powers necessary—insane eyesight aside. Plus the bed is awfully comfortable and his body is oh so warm against you.
“No, I want to stay here. But let’s do that another night, I think that’s a really fun idea.”
You tuck yourself closer to him, his arm automatically wraps around you, stroking up and down the side of your arm as he looks in other directions telling you all he can see through buildings and how many layers he manages to see through. You feel him puff his chest out anytime you let out a particularly amazed ‘wow’.
When his discoveries lend to people getting ready in the early mornings or having sex is when you shut this activity down. But the laughter he’s freely sharing with you just might be worth invading other people’s privacy.
You spend these nights together until the dawn breaks. Both of you end up feeling more tired than usual in the middle of the day, but one knowing look is enough to put a fond smile on your face.
There are, however, some nights that are harder to recover from. His nightmares can leave him shaky and tense in the confusing state of in-between sleep and wakefulness and sometimes words are not enough to untangle the mess in his head.
He lashes out, screams, or pushes you away—seeing you for someone else.
He’s turned away from you. Too frazzled to even seek out your comfort. You know a part of him is worried that he’ll lose control of his lasers and blow two holes cleanly through your skin and bone—he’s said so before. You can’t say that hasn’t crossed your mind before, but he’s not hurt you yet—even accidentally.
He’s not asleep, you can tell he’s still tense. He’s clutching the shared duvet so tight, it’s a straight line across your bodies. He nearly pinches it entirely off your side. Glancing into the mirror across from him doesn’t help you. While the moonlight illuminates the room, it’s not enough for your average eyes to discern anything more than vague silhouettes.
“Homelander,” you tap his shoulder gently with your fingertips, resisting the urge to pull back when he flinches. “It’s okay.” The rest of your fingers land on his hot, soft skin, slowly lowering your palm fully over his shoulder blade. You rub in slow circles over the tense muscle. He’s almost scorching hot, as if all that pent up frustration and inability to pulverize a target to release the pressure cooks him from the inside out.
“I’m fine—” His voice is hoarse yet one you could barely call menacing.
“Sh, sh, shhh…” You cut in, letting your tone extend into silence as your hand moves closer to his spine stroking your knuckles along the left side of it. “Just focus on me.”
If there’s one thing he’s even more affected by than the messy thoughts in his head it’s touch. Simple press of skin against skin that would mean nothing to anybody else. No matter how long you’ve been together, the novelty of every time you go out of your way to touch him has not worn off. Whether it’s holding his hand or seeking out a hug, he makes you feel like that’s the best part of his day.
You alternate between stroking with the back of your finger across his nape, just about meeting the short hairs and turning down to his back, palming over the expanse of his bare skin.
Anything to get his mind out of the dark spiral you drag your finger in the shape of letters across his back, spelling out a range of words and phrases ranging from ‘Homelander’ to ‘I love you’.
You smile to yourself once you see the tension of his shoulders release with a sigh. Your lips swap shifts with your fingers and you place little kisses across his neck and shoulders, enjoying the way he shudders and leans closer to you.
“Mhmm… closer.” He rumbles softly, his voice more a purr than the tension-strung rasp it was before.
You grin into the kiss you’re placing against his shoulder as you scoot over, your body now firmly pressed against his back. Homelander sighs in relief, the presence of you grounding. Your arm snakes in between his arm and his side as you let it limply curl around his midriff.
It’s not enough for Homelander. He grasps your hand in his own, pressing it firmly against his chest. He releases a heavy breath with the added pressure of your palm in between his pecs. Once he lets go, his own hand now hanging limp and loose with the fatigue of waning adrenaline rush, your hand kneads the pliable muscle and skin, nails making little lines in between the swirly chest hair.
Surprising even yourself, you let out a salacious little heavy breath when your hand goes in to cup his pec from the bottom giving it a squeeze. Without a thought you press your hips against his ass as if you could grind into him from this angle.
Getting a handful of his pec feels obscene enough to him too, except Homelander isn’t shy about the raspy moan he lets out. Feeling encouraged, your fingers give his nipple a squeeze before going back to kneading both of his pecs, one after the other, with a little thrust from your hips against his. Most of it isn’t even conscious, your body just reverts to what it knows best. Comforting one another through sex has always been a reliable remedy.
His body feels so good in your hands. Suddenly you wish he was lying underneath you so you could get two glorious handfuls of his tits, squeezing them and seeing the look on his face as you do. Even with the time passing the room is still too dark for you to make out his expression through the mirror’s reflection.
“You want me to take care of you?” The deep rasp of your voice should embarrass you but the need with which you run your hand across his body takes over.
His nod is followed by a nearly inaudible whimper.
His nerves are long gone but he’s not eager to twist this moment into your usual dynamic. The feel of a phantom hand that he cannot see is a thrilling change to your usual comforts.
Your hand slides down to his stomach, squeezing the side of him before tracing lines across his skin—teasing the line of his waistband.
“It’s okay John, I’ll make you feel so good.” You whisper his name into his ear like a dirty secret. Homelander groans and bucks his hips forward on autopilot—his body used to the naughty sensation of grinding against your silhouette in the middle of the night. This time he doesn’t meet the soft swell of your ass in front of him so he pivots, pushing back against you instead.
Your hand settles over the top of his soft cotton sleeping pants. Part of you is glad he’s worn them today, the feeling of them is divine when you brush up and down his thighs. While the feeling of his bare thighs against your palm is a nicer indulgence you enjoy the way he jumps when you squeeze, not expecting the faint sensation to turn so vivid within half a second.
He’s so jumpy like this. He has nothing to be afraid of nor surprised by. It’s not the first time you’ve touched him by a mile. Yet he’s acting like a virgin hitting third base.
He gasps out loud when your hand slides across his cock. He’s already hard. You wonder what was the first thing that made his cock jump in excitement in your comforting gestures today.
He’s usually more of an active participant in your bedtime activities but today he’s letting you lead. It’s a nice change. His cock is hard and hot through the fabric of his sleeping pants. He’s not wearing any underwear so you get to feel the glorious fullness and heft of his cock through the soft cotton, gift wrapped just for you.
You lose yourself in the feeling of your hand gliding over the thick outline of him up and down. The softness of the material against the pulsating hardness is a fun textural feast to experience. It’s mouth-watering. Homelander always needs, yearns so strongly his body takes over where his words don’t hold up.
“You’re doing so well, baby.” You continue whispering in his ear, kissing tiny little tickling kisses into his neck right under his ear. “Does this feel nice?” You ask, sweet as honey, as you cup his balls through his pants before returning to tapping your fingers across the head of his cock, feeling the wet little patch where he’s soaked through the material stick to your finger each time.
“Do you want more?” You tap your fingers across his considerable length.
“Uh-huh.” His response is clipped and breathy, choking on the way he’s been holding in his overwhelming reactions.
You both hiss in unison when your hand squeezes tight around his cock, feeling the pulse thud confidently against your grip. You rarely get to feel him tent a pair of loose-fitted pants like this. His suit is rigid and unforgiving—removing the fun of feeling his cock ache to be touched directly.
Even though you’re enjoying this soft play a little too much, making your own underwear damp the same way he’s making his pants at the highest point, you want your man to relax. He’s gone back to feeling tense and high-strung. Albeit for nicer reasons.
Your fingertips dance around the thin elastic band, finally slipping underneath and wrapping around his thick cock. The skin of his shaft is velvety soft and smooth, a treat for your hands when you feel the bump of his underside vein throb under your fingertips. You need better leverage to grip him properly and give him a good long stroke.
“Help me out?” You nudge at the fabric.
Instead of just pulling the waistband down enough to give you full access to his heavy cock, Homelander rips the fabric off, letting it separate at the seams and fall in tatters down on the bedroom floor next to his side of the bed.
You can’t deny that the effortlessness of it sends a thrill down your spine. You’ve long stopped him from ripping your clothes off anytime things get heated fast because you got frustrated with having to replace your wardrobe each month—seeing this makes you reconsider.
You let out an airy little laugh, “yep, that’ll do. Thank you.” You reward him with a little kiss on his neck. He preens and exposes more of his skin, letting you nuzzle into him fully. Daringly, you lick a line up the pretty slope and attempt to suck a hickey into the softest part of his neck. You fail—of course—but you’re persistent, surely one of these days it’s going to take.
You finally wrap your hand around his bare cock, forming a fist over the head. The poor man has been diligently leaking pre-cum, thoroughly wetting the head from where he rubbed it against the fabric.
You coat your hand in the substance, rubbing the smooth tip in a circle before you slide down, stroking just over the edge of his tip. It’s a sensitive part of him, you feel his thigh twitch against you involuntarily.
You spread his wetness down his shaft, impressively there’s enough of it for this to be a smooth comfortable slide of your hand. So attuned to each other’s bodies you both groan at the first full stroke of your fist down the entire length of his cock.
Your hand repeats the motion, stroking up and down in a soothing rhythm, neither too fast nor too slow. Just right. Even a simple rhythm is too much for poor Homelander who’s nearly trembling all over at the way your hand twists at the top.
His cock makes a little wet squelchy noise when your fist runs over the head and closes at the top. It shouldn’t make you as wet as it does but there’s something inherently sexy about his body getting so aroused he’s produced enough pre-cum to slick your hand fully.
Your thumb slides over the tip and across the slit each time you stroke upwards, reaching a faster, heavier rhythm. The thud of your hand is nearly embarrassingly loud in the quiet home as your fist meets his hips at a steady interval.
Homelander’s freely whimpering now—to an untrained ear he sounds closer to sobbing (and he might well be) but you know that his most tortured whimpers equate to the best pleasure.
It doesn’t even take beyond two minutes in total for him to fall apart. Your hand concentrates at the top of his cock, gliding over the edge of the head seamlessly, sending electric pleasure down his limbs. His cock twitches all over, throbbing heavy and hard in your hand.
His wet choked up moan is all you get as a warning before his entire body flexes and releases, his cock spurting pearly white ropes of come over your fist and his torso. He’s even managed to reach up to his neck. You give him a couple more deep and long strokes, really squeezing it all out of him.
With a heavy sigh he sags against the mattress, all of the fight and stress released out of him. In more ways than one.
“Mhm, that was beautiful.” You lean over and finally give him a little peck on his lips.
“Thankss for….mhmmmm… that.” His speech is slurred and a little heavy but the content smile on his face is all the thanks you need.
“Tissue?” He groans weakly and you nod, turning towards your end of the bed, plucking a wet wipe or two out of the package.
By the time you turn around with the wet tissues he’s asleep, huffing little sleepy breaths as you wipe his chest down off his own mess. Since he’s already asleep you go the extra mile to get out of bed and walk to the nearest trash and dispose of the tissue.
On the way back to bed you notice it’s gone 4am already. Settling back into bed hoping to fall asleep quickly you’re surprised when Homelander turns around, spooning you just like you did him earlier, huffing a quiet sleepy breath and settling his head against the top of your back.
Regardless of how the night goes, you will always have each other to rely on.
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because i'm finally fucking done with a draft of one of the smutty prompt fics. I warned you i wouldn't shut up about it once i actually got going. Tomorrow editing happens and hopefully posting too. Mark your calendars. FINALLY POSTING FIC AGAIN
An undeniable truth about sex is that sometimes it’s just…not sexy.
“Look at me.” He teases as you bury your face in the pillows. You shiver as a warm hand traces down your naked spine. You want to melt into the mattress and through the floor because…seriously? You’re finally living your every fantasy and then your body goes and does that? You’re surprised he hasn’t kicked you out the door in disgust.
“You’re overreacting” He tries to soothe you but you’re too humiliated to respond to his coaxing. You weren’t thinking because he was hitting a spot that was so good you could barely breathe and the moment you lost control…
“Do you seriously think that’s the weirdest thing I’ve encountered during sex? I fucked a supe once who…” You turn around and glare at him. You know he wasn’t celibate before you but you think it’s in poor taste to bring up other partners when you are currently in the throes of misery. You’re pretty sure there’s a difference between strange supe sex and queefing the first time you sleep with him. He probably thinks you’re disgusting. You turn to bury your face back into the pillows.
“Fine, I guess I’m going to do this the hard way.” He grumbles. He firmly grasps your hips before flipping you over with all the ease of someone turning their pillow. Forced out of your hiding place, you try to cover your burning face with your hands before he tuts and holds them down. His eyes are fondly amused despite his cock still hard and dripping between his thighs. That alone should have been a sign that he is way less scandalized then you about the whole thing and is just itching for you to calm down so he can resume fucking you stupid.
“Ugh just laser me through right now. End me.” You groan and you don’t notice the sudden nervous stiffness in his shoulders, like some dirty secret of his had just been found out. His expression twists painfully for a second before his features smooth out like nothing happened. He keeps one hand locked around your wrists while the other tilts your chin and forces you to look at him directly. His grip is just firm enough to bruise.
“You are blowing this out of proportion. You sounded like you were getting fucked which is what I’d like to continue to do to you.” He replies sternly, trying his best to be patient despite the way his balls ache. He didn’t even notice it happened cause the way your cunt wrapped around his cock felt too good to pay attention to anything else. You’re laying underneath him, naked, flushed from sex and embarrassment and you think he’s worried about that when he could be doing all kinds of naughty things to you.
One thing about being a virgin before you met Homelander is that you still clutch your pearls whenever he’s so forward with you. Your cunt throbs at his filthy mouth and the way he’s staring has goosebumps forming all over your body. He chuckles at your scandalized expression before trailing soft teasing kisses down your neck. Your arousal is beginning to overtake the nerves and when his cock brushes your cunt as he adjusts his position you squirm.
“Now, you can keep hiding if you want,” he nuzzles against your collarbone and his lips brush your skin as he speaks, “or I can make you come till you pass out. It’s your choice.”
His hand travels down to teasingly stroke right above your clit, too high for any real stimulation but low enough that you can barely feel the brush of his thumb against your cunt. It’s unfair the way he teases. He nips at your pulse and you jolt, his slick thumb grazing over your swollen clit.
“The second one,” You gasp, too desperate now to care about denying yourself. He tuts at you.
“And what is option two? Remind me.” He practically purrs. He moves his hand away only to slide his cock over your dripping folds. Your brain stutters for a sec before refocusing on his request. Normally you’d be too flustered to reply but right now you just want him to touch you again.
“I want you to make me come till I pass out,” You manage to gasp as the head of his cock blissfully slides in. Your toes curl at the stretch and all of your previous misgivings are completely forgotten.
How do you think Homelander would react if his partner was jealous and accused him of cheating? I noticed in the earlier seasons, he’s very touchy with other women in front of the cameras and compliments them. Of course I think that’s mainly for him to show how charismatic and charming he is, but his partner might not know that.
Being jealous? He'd be SO smug and pleased. I don't think he's experienced a jealous partner before bcs for Maeve him being interested in someone else would mean safety for her. I think he'd LOVE the idea that you love him so much, you're obsessed with him SO much that even the presence of other women in his vicinity riles you up. He craves being wanted. Indifference would be heart-breaking compared. He wants someone to be as equally obsessed with him as he'd be with you (and we know exactly how he'd be if he saw you being too close with another guy).
He'd be a terrible tease about the whole affair. "D'aww babe, I can't believe you're jealous." with the biggest grin on his face. Depending on how it'd go after he'd either hold it over your head forever as a little inside joke or talk it through if it was a big deal. Peep Jealousy by @hom3landr easily one of my favourite Homelander fics bcs I am obsessed with the jealousy trope. But that fic is essentially how I see it!
Now if you accuse him of cheating specifically he wouldn't be so cute about it. I think part of him would see it as an attack on his character bcs he's SO loyal. This man is as ride or die as it gets. He'd be too upset in his own head to even process why you think that he's cheating and how to make you feel better. You have to make him feel better instead. (yes, leave it to him to make it about himself).
Ok but have we all considered that depowered homelander feels pleasure more because his skin is no longer invincible.
So like he loved sex before but then he does it as a human and it’s a million times better with more sensations. And the weaknesses he hates having are suddenly pleasurable because he can feel the nails digging in and the yank on his hair…
Oh yes give him something good!!! That's SO fun!
See I don't know if he'd be more sensitive because part of me thinks that what makes Homelander so sensitive to it all has something to do with his enhances senses. Besides for image he wears gloves so he doesn't have to experience the world so full on.
He's a bit like oobleck, withstands all the pressure and pain but so so soft when touched with care, melting under the warmth of another person's comfort.
BUT (sorry I realise I took this in a different direction to what you meant) imagine that he's frustrated that he doesn't feel the same level of ecstasy over miniscule touches. That high only comes from the headspace he's in, no longer just the physical sensation. So he SEEKS more of it. Like 'pull my hair' and 'squeeze harder' because he's so desperate to get more of it. He chases feeling good and he wants more and more and more. I can imagine him getting off on the pain of feeling good in that state. Like he wants to feel his back sting from your nails previously digging in the next day, it brings him back to how good he felt. He could love a little bruise or a hickey just as a reminder.
I also think he could enjoy feeling your teeth gently graze his cock during a blowjob bcs of how on edge it makes him feel.
So yeah depowered Homelander is getting it on messy style for sure.
oh my god PLEASE tag that thing you just reblogged with a child death tw, the entire rest of my night is down the toilet because i read that and now i'm having the most insane panic attack
Hey anon I mean this as kindly as possible but you cannot hold other people responsible for your triggers. This show opens up on an episode including child death. I don't think it's fair to expect people to tag things perfectly when it matches canon material. Maybe it's in your own best interest to avoid fan content made for this show.
I don't really tag my reblogs as I don't think about all the TW it could contain — because they're not triggers to me.
I'd appreciate it if next time you came to me with a kind request and not an attack.
