Playful hero. Villain’s lap. Please.
THIS IS WHAT IM TALKING ABOUT GUYS!!!
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Villain hated to admit that their position was indeed rather… compromising. Ankles taped against the metal chair legs, arms crossed and cuffed behind them so their hands held their opposing elbows. It made Villain shiver at how exposed it left their entire chest and lap, back arched against the cool metal seat in search of a more comfortable position, but no way to cover the front of them.
At first, Villain questioned just exactly what Hero’s motives were with keeping them in this position. However, when Hero entered the room and seated themselves comfortably on Villains lap, they didn’t have to wonder anymore.
“Aren’t you supposed to be taking me to jail instead of tying me up and throwing me in your bedroom?” Villain sneered, wrinkling their nose at the Hero that was way too close to not be hearing how loud the villains’ heart was thudding in their chest right now.
Hero pouted their lip out and batted their big eyes at the other. “Aww, I thought this was what you wanted, hm?” When Villain only blushed harder in return, Hero pressed further. “I mean… you’re always making those flirty comments and teasing me during our fights… Where’s all that bravado now, pretty one?”
World renown for their stone face, yet Villain couldn’t stop their cheeks from getting redder and redder as the Hero went on. At some point they had to block out every flirty thing Hero was saying to simply focus on how good the touch they were receiving felt. Villain thought that might help, maybe if they couldn’t hear the hero they would be okay, but the hands on their restrained body were even better at making them flush a sweet red.
Hero didn’t hold back, letting their dainty fingers run their course across Villains body. Feeling gently under certain layers of their suit and their armour, tracing the patterns in their muscles, teasingly dipping between their thighs while they found a pace to grind down gently against Villain. It was ruining them and Hero was loving every last second of it.
“Don’t hold back, love… let me hear all those desperate sounds…” Electricity struck down Villains spine at the words that they no longer blocked from their mind. Fully embracing the attention their body and mind was receiving after so many years of loneliness.
Going as far as pushing their hips up against Hero’s out of pure desire and lust. The ways that Hero’s body pressed so perfectly against their own, it drove them mad. They needed more. Letting little pleas roll off their tongue as they shut their eyes and tilted their head back.
When Hero was given access to Villains neck they didn’t waste a second in connecting their lips and tongue against the column of their throat. Sucking soft bruises into the others skin while they breathed praises in between. Finally hearing their villain moan and shake, feeling them fall apart completely beneath them as they pleasured their touch-starved nemesis.
Normally, Hero was greedier, taking what they wanted at the pace they enjoyed, but this occasion was different. This was much more lovely and intimate. This was a bond that the two were creating and seeing Villains facade finally break after so many years sent something intense pulsing through Hero’s veins. Clouding their thoughts with need, need to please the other, need to finally release all the tension in their enemy’s bones.
“That’s my good little villain… let me take good care of you tonight, baby… let it all go…” And Villain did. They let Hero take control and they let themselves feel after so long.
