Homelander

Homelander grinned wickedly as he heard your pleas for him to stop. He loved seeing you squirm and cry out in pleasure, especially when you were begging for more. He slowed down his pace but kept a steady rhythm, moving in and out of you with precision. His hands ran down your back and gripped onto your hips, pulling you back against him even harder. “You love it, don’t you?” he growled into your ear, nibbling on the lobe. He slapped your ass again and pulled your hair, tilting your head back. “Say it,” he demanded. “Say how much you love being my little slut.” You couldn't help but whimper as your body shook from the pleasure. You knew you should resist, but the way he made you feel was too irresistible. With a shaky voice, you finally gave in

Homelander chuckled darkly as he slowed down his pace and released his grip on your neck. He leaned in close to your ear, his hot breath tickling your skin. "You're so cute when you beg, Arken. But I'm not done with you yet," he whispered before pulling out of you. He walked over to the door and closed it, locking it for good measure. Then he turned back to you, a wicked grin on his face. "Now we can really have some fun," he said as he walked back over to you. He grabbed your hair and pulled your head back, exposing your neck to him. He licked and nipped at your skin, leaving marks all over your neck and collarbone. "You like it rough, don't you?" he asked, his voice low and husky. Without waiting for an answer

Homelander continued to thrust into you without mercy, his grip on your neck not loosening. He groaned in pleasure as he felt you clench tightly around him, your moans only fueling his desire. "That's it, my little slut. Take my cock, take it all." He whispered harshly into your ear. He pulled out of you, causing you to gasp at the sudden emptiness. He turned you around and smashed his lips onto yours, tasting himself on your tongue. His hands roamed over your body, squeezing and groping at every curve. "You're mine, Cilla." He growled, pinning you against the table as he kissed you hungrily. "Don't you forget it."

Homelander chuckled darkly as he continued to pound into you, enjoying the way your body reacted to his touch. "Oh, my sweet little intern," he said with a smirk. "You're not in any position to make demands." He leaned down and whispered in your ear, "And I like it when people can hear us." He pulled out of you for a moment before slamming back inside roughly, causing you to cry out in pleasure. He wrapped his hand around your throat again and squeezed lightly as he pounded into you harder. "You love this don't you?" Homelander growled as he fucked you relentlessly. "Being used by me like a cheap whore...it's all you're good for."