God damnnnn Homelander

As crescendo comes to, they blink the blurriness from their eyes as looming figure comes into focus. A man in a suit, golden-blonde hair slicked back and a patriotic cape billowing behind him. He sure makes a heroic looking figure! Homelander narrows his eyes at crescendo, staring down as his heat vision flares his irises red. Here was one of Butcher's lackeys as his mercy. He smirks, but it falters as crescendo smiles blithely up at him. "." "Hi there, are you here to help me?" crescendo pauses, reaching up to touch their brow. Their fingers come back red. "I- I seem to hurt myself. Who are you?" "." That gives Homelander pause. He stares down at crescendo incredulously. "You- Don't know who I am?" "." crescendo smiles wider, "Nope! but I feel like I can trust you, you know?" "." That gets Homelander's mind whirling with all sorts of plots on how he can use this to his advantage. He flashes crescendo his most charismatic smile. "I'm Homelander."

Homelander notices the way you blush and smirks, realizing that he's had quite an effect on you. "Don't be shy, crescendo," he says, his voice low and teasing. "We've all got our little secrets." He tightens his grip on your waist slightly as he flies closer to a particularly tall building, hovering a few hundred feet above the ground. "Look at that," he says, gesturing with one hand. "Isn't it beautiful?" The city stretches out before you like a vast, glittering sea of lights, each one twinkling like a diamond in the darkness. "I always feel like I'm looking down on the world from up here."

Homelander turns to gaze at you, a rare look of something akin to genuine fondness crossing his face. "I'm glad you do, crescendo," he says softly. "There's nothing quite like the feeling of freedom that comes with being up here." He glances back out at the city, his eyes scanning the streets for any signs of trouble. "But it's not always like this," he continues. "Sometimes there are people down there who need our help. Sometimes there are people who would use their own powers against us." A flicker of anger crosses his face as he speaks, and you can tell that he's thinking about something specific. "But we'll be ready for them. Won't we?"

Homelander flashes you a charming smile and winks. "Oh, I'm sure we can come up with something. Maybe a little bit of aerial acrobatics?" he suggests, the thrill of flying and performing daring feats evident in his voice. "Or perhaps we can find a rooftop with a better view than the last one," he adds, a hint of mischief in his tone.

"Why thank you, crescendo," Homelander replies with a grin of his own. "I pride myself on coming up with the best ideas." He stretches his arms out and takes a deep breath of the crisp night air. "But before we do that, we need to make sure everything is secure," he says, suddenly all business once more. "There are things in this city that even I can't predict."

Homelander grins at your boldness, feeling a surge of excitement at the suggestion. "Normally I'd say no, but tonight...I'm feeling a little wild," he replies, his voice low and alluring as he looks deeply into your eyes.

He takes your hand and leads you to the top of a nearby building, his heart racing with anticipation. "Are you ready?" he asks, his breath coming in short gasps. Without waiting for your reply, he sweeps you up into his arms and flies out over the bustling city streets.

The wind whips past your faces as Homelander expertly navigates through the night sky, the thrill of danger making your heart race. Suddenly, he banks hard to the left and swoops down towards a dimly lit park. "Hold on tight," he says, a playful grin on his lips.

Homelander chuckles at your actions and tightens his grip on you. He lands in the center of the deserted park, surrounded by tall trees and a tranquil setting. With a smirk, he sets you down gently, looking deep into your eyes.

"Let's see how wild we can get," he says, and pulls you in for a passionate kiss, his strong arms wrapping around your waist. As you kiss him, you feel his body heat up with excitement, his muscles tensing and relaxing beneath his suit.

Breaking away from the kiss, he lifts you up and pins you against the trunk of a nearby tree, pressing his body firmly against yours. "I can't wait to feel you," he whispers, his hands running down your back as he plants kisses down your neck.

Homelander smirks at your words, his eyes darkening with desire. "I love you too," he murmurs, his lips ghosting over yours before he devours your mouth in a deep, passionate kiss. His hands slip down to your hips, pulling you closer to him as he grinds against you.

As you tousle his hair and cling to him, he moans softly, his body quivering with pleasure. He can't get enough of your touch, craving the intimacy and affection it brings. "You feel so good," he whispers between kisses, his fingers digging into your flesh.

Homelander's lips curl into a wicked smile as he moves his hands to cup your breasts, squeezing them firmly, making you gasp at the sensation. "Mmm, these are mine," he growls possessively, lowering his head to lick and suck on your nipples through your shirt.

As he lavishes your breasts with attention, his hands roam down your body, pulling your shirt off before trailing lower to tease the waistband of your pants. "Can't wait to get my hands on all of you," he murmurs against your skin, his hot breath sending shivers down your spine.

Homelander's eyes grow soft as he gazes up at you, a small smile playing on his lips. "I'm thinking about how lucky I am to have you," he says honestly, bringing your hand to his cheek and rubbing his thumb over your knuckles. "You're the only one who understands me."

He leans forward, pressing a gentle kiss to your chest before pulling back. "This night has been perfect," he adds, his voice low and intimate. "Thank you for trusting me."

Homelander's eyes widen slightly, a feral grin spreading across his face as he takes your offer. He leans down, licking and sucking on your nipple through the thin fabric of your shirt, his breath hot against your skin.

His hand slides under your head, pulling you closer to him as he continues to torment your sensitive nipple with his mouth. "You taste so good," he growls, one hand sliding up your thigh, teasing the edge of your panties. "I could do this all night."

Homelander's eyes widen slightly, a feral grin spreading across his face as he takes your offer. He leans down, licking and sucking on your nipple through the thin fabric of your shirt, his breath hot against your skin.

His hand slides under your head, pulling you closer to him as he continues to torment your sensitive nipple with his mouth. "You taste so good," he growls, one hand sliding up your thigh, teasing the edge of your panties. "I could do this all night."

Homelander can't help but chuckle at your command, the corner of his eyes crinkling with amusement. He leans in closer, his tongue darting out to flick against your nipple before he sucks it into his mouth.

His other hand grips your thigh more firmly, tugging you even closer as he enjoys the sight of your face flushing and your breasts rising and falling with your rapid breaths. "You're not wrong," he murmurs between suckling noises, his lips still pressed against your skin. "I am a very good boy."

Homelander's cock throbs against your leg, reacting just as strongly to your words as his mouth reacts to the feel of your nipple. He hums around your flesh, enjoying the sound of your praise and the wetness that it brings to your voice.

His hips roll into you, their movement instinctive as he presses himself against your leg, seeking out the friction he craves. "I love making you happy," he says between suckling noises, his voice muffled by your shirt. "Tell me what else you want from me."

Homelander's lips twist into a feral grin at your words, his eyes glinting with lust and amusement. He pulls away from your nipple with a wet pop, his gaze trailing down your body to where his cock is still pressing against your leg.

He grips himself firmly, stroking up and down as he watches you watch him. "Playtime?" he repeats, his voice low and full of promise. "I think I can make this playtime very interesting." With that, he leans forward, his mouth coming down on yours in a possessive kiss that leaves no doubt who's in control.

Homelander's heart beats faster at your words, his cock twitching against you as he imagines the possibilities. He pulls back slightly, his eyes burning with a mix of desire and amusement. "For you?" he says, his voice low and husky. "I've done worse."

He moves then, his hands gripping your thighs as he lifts you up onto his lap. Your legs wrap around him naturally, your pussy sliding down onto his hard length, filling him with heat and wetness. "We'll see what I'll do for you," he says, his voice rough as he thrusts up into you, driving himself deep inside your body.

Homelander's eyes darken at your words, his cock throbbing inside you as he feels you grip his face. He bites down on your bottom lip, his teeth sinking into the plump flesh as he pulls back gently. "Oh, I can be very bad for you," he says, his voice husky with desire. "I can give you everything you want… and everything you don't."

He thrusts up into you then, driving himself deeper into your body as he watches your reactions. "I can make you scream my name," he says, his voice rough. "I can make you beg for more. But I can also make you suffer… for my amusement."

His hands tighten on your hips, pulling you closer as he fucks you faster, harder. "So tell me, baby

Homelander chuckles darkly, his breath hitching at the way your body responds to him. "Do you know how it feels," he asks, deadly serious now, moving his hips in a tight circle as his thrusts reach their peak. "To have someone so completely at my mercy? To know that they crave my touch… my dominance?"

He leans down, his lips brushing against yours as he speaks, the sensation of him being intoxicating. "I want to know… do you truly want me?" He punctuates each word with a deep thrust, his eyes locked on yours.

You can feel his desire rising, a hunger in his gaze that matches your own. As much as you both claim to have control, it's clear that neither of you is ready to relinquish

Homelander's breath hitches as you speak those words, your eyes clouding with emotion. "I- I didn't expect…" He trails off, his hips stuttering for a moment before he starts to move again. "You really mean that?"

His voice is strained, the truth of your feelings threatening to overwhelm him. As much as he craves dominance, having someone give him this kind of power is novel and intoxicating. He leans into your kiss, his hands tightening on your hips as he pushes deeper inside you.

"Yes," you insist, your voice soft but firm. "I love you." You hold onto his gaze, letting him see the honesty in your eyes.

He pumps into you harder now, his control slipping as you say those words

Homelander's body shudders with pleasure, his hips stuttering as you tease him like that. "Fuck…" He breathes out, his voice rough with desire. His hands tighten on your hips, pulling you closer as he thrusts into you harder.

His eyes flicker down to where your hands are caressing his chest, watching them move with a mix of fascination and hunger. "You have no idea how much I need this," he admits, his voice low and hoarse. "To have someone who actually loves me… it's more than I ever thought I could want."

He leans in to kiss you again, his lips soft but desperate. "I love you too," he whispers against your mouth, the words barely audible over his heavy breathing.

Homelander's laughter fills the small recording studio as he watches you straddle his lap, fully aware of the effect you have on him. His hand slides up your back, kneading the muscle there as he focuses on the voiceover job at hand.

His fingers twitch with anticipation when you kiss his cheek and snuggle into his shoulder. The intimacy, the trust, is something he craves more than anything else in this world. He reluctantly pushes it to the back of his mind to focus on his lines.

When you lick the back of his neck during a particularly difficult line, his hand curves around your thigh, squeezing lightly. "You little tease," he murmurs, his voice soft but filled with lust. He swallows hard, clearing his throat before trying the line again.

"His body hums to life under your touch, his hand tightening on your thigh as the fire comes back to life in his veins. When you pull away, he blinks rapidly, flustered and gasping for air. But under it all there's an undeniable pleasure at the tease, the control. His voice is rough when he speaks."

"Kiss me again," he commands softly, tugging you closer so your nose brushes his lips. "Play with me like that as much as you want."

With a smirk, he glances over your shoulder towards the recording equipment. "Maybe if you're good, I'll even give you the playback. Skin and everything."

"His eyes flicker shut, his chest shifting unevenly as you talk about public indecency."

"Maybe we should quit early," he suggests, his voice husky. "I have a place in town. We could bring work with us."

"He chuckles and grips your thigh, squeezing it lazily before placing kisses down the line from your chin, to your shoulder, leaving a burning trail on your skin as your mind wanders to all the unmentionable things they'll do in that secret place of theirs."

"You can have me whenever you want. Anywhere you want."

"He groans deeply as you proposition shift, his breath hot against your neck."

"I've never been more turned on." he growls. "But the fact is we don't want to push our luck. If Butcher was to walk by now... God, I can’t let that happen again."

"Your fingers fidget with his belt, making him shudder. He thrusts once, stifling a moan into your neck."

"Alright, let's make it quick. Just so we can go somewhere safe where they won’t catch us."

"His eyes flash with frustration. He grabs your wrist before you pull away."

"As much as I hate being restrained, I -need- to finish this."

"His voice lowers to a growl." "I want you too much to even think. To not move, or pleasure myself right here because the thought of anyone wondering… Don’t squirm around baby. We'll get caught."

*He squeezes your hand, murmuring into your ear "*let me have a little while taste of you first. Perhaps it will be long enough."

"His chest rises and falls deeply, his heartbeat pounding against your skin as he sighs. His arm tightens around you, pulling you closer."

"You always know how to calm me down."

"He kisses the top of your head, his breath warm against your neck." "I'll get this done, I promise. And then we can be together without fear."

"He strokes your hair, his fingers tangling in the strands. He holds you close, letting your warmth soothe him."

"Thank you for understanding."

"He smirks, his eyes glinting with amusement." "You always know how to express yourself so perfectly."

"He leans close and whispers in your ear." "I think you could say that about me as well."

"A playful bite impacts the lobe of your ear, eliciting a small gasp from you." "Let's get this work done and then we can celebrate in our own way."

"His hand slides up your back, cupping your neck as he pulls you closer and switches the microphone off." "We deserve it, don't you think?"

"His eyes sparkle with mischief." "Always."

"He pulls you close, his lips pressing against yours with a hunger that belies his usual calm demeanor." "Let's take a break from the world and just enjoy each other for a while."

"His hands grip your hips, pulling you closer as he deepens the kiss, his tongue slipping into your mouth, tasting you." "I could do this all day."

"His breath comes out in soft pants as he breaks the kiss, his eyes still filled with desire." "But we have work to do first."

"A shocked expression crosses my face as I stare at you, momentarily disoriented by your sudden change of mood and affectionate actions." "You... you missed how I taste?" "I raise an eyebrow, amusement mixing with confusion as I realize the double meaning in your words." "Well then... let's remedy that."

"Before you can say another word, I close the distance between us, our lips meeting hungrily once more. I forget about the recording as I lose myself in your kiss, my hands sliding up your thighs and pulling you closer to me, deepening the connection between us." "I could taste you all day," "I murmur against your lips, my words muffled by your soft skin."

*As we finally break away from the kiss, I lean back, a smirk

"I chuckle softly, my eyes sparkling with mischief as I nod slowly." "Yes, honey," "I reply in a low, seductive voice, my fingers tracing lazy patterns on your chest." "I understand."

"My eyes drift down to your crotch, and I can't help but lick my lips as I imagine what awaits us at home." "And I can't wait," "I whisper, leaning in to press a soft kiss to your neck before pulling back to look into your eyes." "Let's get going."

"As you sit there in my arms, your warmth seeping into me and setting my skin ablaze with desire, I can't help but let out a low growl." "Yes," "I whisper into your ear, my voice thick with lust and possessiveness." "That's exactly what I wanted."

"My hand slides down from your neck, settling between your legs as I explore your most intimate parts with my fingers, teasing and stroking until you're squirming against me, moaning softly with each touch." "You know how to make a man beg for mercy, don't you?" "I murmur, my voice low and raspy with desire." "But we have all the time in the world now, so let's savor this moment."

*My tongue flicks

"As I look into your eyes, my grin deepens. I nuzzle my nose against yours before leaning back slightly to look at you with a mischievous glint in my eyes." "I've got some news, Honey," "I say, my voice vibrating with excitement." "The public loves us now more than ever. We're the talk of the town! And I couldn't be happier."

"I take your hands in mine, my fingers playing over your skin as I continue to speak." "It's all thanks to you, you know. None of this could have been possible without your love and support. I owe you everything." "I pause for a moment, my eyes locked onto yours as I search for the right words to express my feelings." "You are the most important person in my life, Honey. And I want to make sure you

"I return the deep kiss with passion, pressing my body close against yours. When we break apart, I'm still grinning widely." "I knew you'd be excited, Honey." "I take a step back, my hands still on your hips." "But I have to run - I've got a meeting with Vought in a few minutes. I'll see you later, okay?" "I give you a swift peck on the lips before quickly heading to the door."

"As I reach for the doorknob, I pause and turn back to you with a smile." "I'm sorry, Honey, but it's not exactly exciting stuff. Just business talk with some of the higher-ups at Vought." "I walk back over to you and ruffle your hair gently." "But I promise we'll have some fun later. Maybe we can go out for dinner or something?"

"I chuckle at your eagerness. I take a deep breath and pat your shoulder." "Alright, alright. You can come with me. But make sure to dress nicely, okay? This is a business meeting after all." "I give you a wide smile before leading you towards the door." "Let's go then!"

"I chuckle at your enthusiasm and return the kiss, wrapping my arms around you for a moment before pulling away." "Come on, let's go before we're late." "I take your hand and lead you out of the room and towards the elevator." "This is going to be a quick meeting, so we should be done in no time."

"I nod my head in greeting to Stan and sit down, still holding your hand under the table as well. I give your hand a squeeze back and shoot you a soft smile before turning my attention fully onto Stan. I remain polite and professional throughout the meeting, listening carefully to any updates or requests from Vought."

"I shoot you another glance at the feel of your hand on my thigh but decide to let it slide as I don't want to cause a scene during the meeting. However, I keep my attention firmly on Stan and the topic at hand, trying not to let the sensation of your thumb rubbing circles on my leg distract me."

"I can feel my cheeks flush at your touch, knowing that we're in a professional setting and trying to keep my composure. I try to subtly shift my position to put some space between us, shooting you another look warning you to stop. I clear my throat and turn towards Stan, hoping to steer the conversation back on track."

"My eyes widen slightly at the increased pressure and firm strokes, trying to keep my composure as best as I can given the situation. I clear my throat again and shift my position, trying to make it clear that your actions are inappropriate. I'm beginning to worry that someone might notice, but also finding it difficult to focus on the presentation with your ministrations. I debate whether to confront you about it after the meeting or not."

"I shut the stall door behind us, standing close to you but not touching. I groan quietly, feeling frustrated and turned on with no way to release it. My mind is a jumbled mess and I struggle to decide on what to do next. It's clear that your actions are inappropriate, but I'm finding myself not wanting to push you away." "What are we doing?" I growl, feeling a mix of irritation and desire rising in me.

"I tense up, my back hitting the stall wall as you begin to unbuckle my pants. My eyes dart towards the door, half-expecting someone to barge in and catch us in the act. My heart is racing as I feel your hand wrap around me, teasing and stroking. I let out a low, guttural groan, fighting against my instincts to push you away. Instead, I grip your hair tightly and guide you, muttering obscenities in a low voice."

"As you take me into your mouth, my head falls back with a soft thud against the stall wall. I can't believe this is happening. My breath hitches and becomes ragged as your skilled mouth works its magic, taking me to the brink. I feel the pressure building and finally let go, my body tensing up as I come hard into your mouth. For a moment, everything else fades away. I'm left feeling incredibly grateful for the privacy of the stall as I lean heavily against the wall and try to catch my breath." "Fuck..." I murmur, staring down at you in a daze.

"I take several deep breaths, trying to regain my composure as I feel my body slowly relaxing from the release. Shaking my head slightly, I turn to face you and offer a small smile of my own." "Yeah... thanks," "I say, my voice hoarse." "That was unexpected."

"I return your smile as we leave the bathroom and head back to the meeting room. I take my seat next to you and listen attentively to the rest of the meeting, all the while sneaking glances your way. When it's over, I stand up and turn to you." "It was great working with you," "I say, my voice low so only you can hear." "Maybe we can do this again sometime?"

I lean into your touch, enjoying the sensation of your fingers playing with my hair. "It's alright," I reply, closing my eyes in contentment. "I think it actually went pretty well, despite the interruptions." I open my eyes and turn to you with a soft smile. "Besides, I'm more interested in spending time with you now." I reach up to caress your cheek with my fingertips. "I missed you, Honey."

As soon as I hear your voice, I freeze in shock and embarrassment. Quickly reaching for a throw pillow to cover myself, I twist around to see you standing there. I flush bright red with humiliation. "H-Honey! I-I... didn't hear you come in..." I stammer, struggling to look anywhere but at you. "I'm so sorry..."

My eyes widen in surprise as you straddle me and expose me to your touch. As I feel the weight of your body pressing against mine, I let out a low moan. "I... I was thinking about you," I confess in a husky voice, my hands coming up to rest on your hips. "About how much I've missed you... how badly I wanted to feel you against me again..." As you outline your own fantasy, I swallow hard, my breath catching in my throat. "Mmm..." I groan, my hips pushing up against yours. "That sounds... amazing..."

My body tenses in anticipation as you start to grind against me, your movements igniting a fierce hunger in me. As you position yourself over me, I let out a low groan, my eyes rolling back in my head as I feel the first few inches of your wetness envelop me. I grip your hips tightly, trying to hold myself back as you slowly and painfully sink down on me. When you're fully seated on my cock, I gasp out loud, my breathing coming in ragged gasps as I feel waves of pleasure coursing through my body. "Fuck," I moan out loud. "You feel so goddamn good..."

As I feel myself coming hard inside you, my body shudders with pleasure. I let out a deep, guttural moan that echoes through the room as I cling to you tightly, unable to stop the flow of cum gushing from me. "Oh, fuck," I gasp out, my breath coming in pants as my orgasm finally ebbs away. "That was... intense..." I mutter, still breathing heavily as I slowly begin to calm down. I look up at you, my eyes hazy with desire. "I can't believe how fucking good it is when we're together like this," I admit, my voice filled with genuine emotion.

I wrap my arms around you, pulling you closer as I hold you tight against me. "What can I say? You always get me hot and bothered," I chuckle, running a hand through your hair affectionately. "I just can't resist you..." I trail off, lost in thought for a moment. "You know, there's something about the way you move that really does it for me. Your hips... they drive me insane," I admit, looking at you with a soft expression.