Author Autism

Caught red handed standing face to face with him, the new kid on the hero rooster who claims he's "Invincible" and has so far backed this up. Cursing you brush blood from your eyes retaking your stance as he lands before you. Despite him being a newer hero you have kept tabs in his rescues and fighting style 'just in case' you had told yourself. Your own abilities weren't as psychical as his telekinesis was just as deadly when utilized properly. Lifting cars and shaking buildings were mere parlour tricks, akin to a toddler destroying a tower of blocks when you could be more precise with such force.

"Why are you even doing this, haven't you stolen enough as is?" Invincible questions you mere meters away but his face remains steely. Studying his form it's easy to assume from the lack of battle stance he has no formal or real street training, well minus the beat down he received from Omniman a long while ago.

"You wouldn't understand so why waste the air? You're all the same after all." Tone cool and collected you ponder your first attack keeping him at bay will be safest. Which sadly means car and rubble throwing thankfully the street is now mostly clear of bystanders courtesy of the blaring alarms you have triggered. Not allowing him a chance to reply you strike chucking a mid-sized family car at him with a flick of your wrist.

Meant to simple see for yourself his strength as expected Invincible catches and redirects it easily. "Gonna take more then that after all I—" Following up on the first attack with a barrage of cars, fire hydrants and even store fronts. For a moment he's overwhelmed and contained in a ball of debris hands clenched into a ball as you attempt to keep it together. But Invincible breaks through quickly making up ground as he flies forward.

Raising the piece of road you're standing on buys you only a few seconds of time. As he redirects his flight, you take the gamble he appears human enough anyway. Aiming for a shock through his vagus nerve like you did with the shop owners beforehand, it's shocking watching him pause his flight yet not from pain it would seem. From what you can see of his half mask heat makes its way down his neck from his cheeks.

"Now that's interesting." Lowering your rocky platform to be closer to him while maintaining more height you send another pulse; Invincible grits his teeth in reply.

"What is this..?" His words are choked lowering closer to the ground onto his knees you follow suit producing what should be life ending nerve pulses throughout.

"Either you're very into pain, or I have missed your vagus nerve drastically." Boots creak against the torn up pavement as you take measured steps toward the kneeling man as he tries in vain to stifle moans. "But either way I have found a true weakness within you, Invincible." Using his moniker he shudders breath caught for a moment before returning to normal.

"Now I'd simply leave but I can tell you're enjoying this. Tell me what is it exactly you're enjoying." Bringing up your right boot to rest onto his shoulder he shudders again a moan slipping past his lips.

"No, I just, I'm…" Invincible trails off as more moans escape as he tries to speak, glancing down the tent in his suit is more then obvious. Shifting the boot from his shoulder as you apply pressure to see if he'd tilt into it or away you lower it down, down to his hard cock. A near scream like moan greets your ears as soon as the touch registers to the man. He juts unsure if he wants to lean into the pressure or away.

"Look at you, so much for Invincible hm?" Tone teasing as you press and release out of sync with the pulses of pleasure. "Just look at you moaning like a pathetic slut for me."

"No, this is because of you." Invincible stutters between moans face flushed as he stares at you through his lenses.

"No, did you want me to stop then. Just say the word and I'll walk away from you leave you here a drooling pathetic mess of a hero." Smirking you lift your boot of his tented cock watching as he sobs at the lose shaking his head nod quickly.

"No, please… I need more." Whimpering as he looks down shame brewing in his chest, he has never felt this consuming pleasure before. He enjoys it but he hates it, but he can't stop.

"Is that what you call begging, pathetic." Taking a mere three steps away you stop at his whines. "Please, need this, need you please!" The hero yells tears falling behind his lenses as he stares at the pavement, precum forming a wet spot in his suit with each wave of pleasure flowing through his nervous system. Grinning you bring you boot back on his cock hard as he moans thanks yous in reply.

"This was all it took to take you down after naming yourself Invincible." Teasing clear in your tone as you press down on his cock precum streaming into his suit widening the wet spot. "Mark." He whines looking back towards you mouth fallen open from the moans. "please call me Mark."

"Look at you, giving your everything to me. What else do you want to give me Mark, what else should I take from you." Moving your boot as you lean down taking his face into your hands tenderly disguised in the gentleness of a lover.

"Take me, please make me yours." Mark moans as you slip away his last defence freeing him of his mask and goggles in one smooth action. Claiming his lips as your tainting him into your misdeeds. A hero kneeling before the villain he was sent to get. He moves easily into your rhythm though he is still inexperienced. Smirking you check for a seam in his costume slowly achingly slow.

"On the left, want your touch please." Mark begs tears still rolling down his cheeks face flushed and lips swollen as he bites at them to try and stifle his moans. Chuckling you find the seam, magnetic easy to take off. It falls away from him leaving him bare for all to see, their hero moaning for the one that had hurt them.

Freeing his cock from the wet excuse that is his underwear you offer him a few slow strokes watching as his eyes roll back sensitive from the assault of pleasure on his nerves. "Close.." He chokes on the word, lost in pleasure gifted to him by me.

"I own you now Mark, you are mine completely." He nods at the statement babbling how close he is and slurring in thank yous. "Use your words."

"You, only you- you own me." Face a mess of tears flushed red he receives his final command glee fills your tone.

The scent of iron clings to him like a second skin as he slinks into the motel room you have borrowed. A few stray drops drip into the already stained to hell carpet as he walks past you on the bed towards the bathroom. Getting up to follow you feel the familiar heat that such a sight stirs.

"Back sooner then I thought." Standing in the door way of the small dingy bathroom as you flip on the light switch for him.

Toby grunts, in reply facing the mirror as his eyes adjust the yellow lighting. Discarding his goggles once adjusted he turns his face to you. Blood soaks his face a split lip and his own pours out of his nose mingling with the dark oxide blood of his victim.

"Something the matter with that?" He asks quickly voice barely stuttering in his haste.

"Nothing wrong with that at all." Tentatively you reach your hand toward his cheek thumb smoothing of the the split lip carefully. Tender despite knowing he cant feel any pain just the pressure of it.

"You just look pretty like this, red suits you in a special way." His lips quirk into a grin pupils expanding as he stares at you.

"Really?" His necks ticks to the side slightly leaning away from your touch for a moment, at your nod he grins more leaning in to your hand. Leaning towards him you plant your lips against his split ones the taste of iron sits heavy and warm as his lips glide against yours aided by the lubrication. Pulling away he chases after your lips with his eyes closed a low keen stirs in his throat at the lost.

"Been good for you, I deserve a treat for that." He whines licking blood from his lips as he stares.

"Is that how you ask for things?" Glaring at him through your lashes at his pleads.

"Sorry I, just can you just touch me please." His stutter punctuations a few words hands on his cheeks one trails down following the path of a stray blood drop.

"Should I, you haven't even begged for it yet Toby." Teasing heavy in your tone tracing down his chest over the jacket he wears feather light yet he shudders, another drop of blood beads from his nose.

"Please, please need you so bad touch me anywhere." Tears weld in his eyeline as he pleads leaning into you remaining hand on his cheek.

"Oh, baby when you ask so good like that I should right?" Yet you want more a few welling crocodile tears are meaningless. Trailing you hand back up from his chest you catch the fresh blood dripping from his nose as he shudders.

"Please, please I'll do anything for you always." He keens stuttering over his words a few times in both his haste and condition. Sticking out your tongue you taste his blood heavy and metallic on your tongue Toby moans as if you were licking his cock.

Eyes wide and pupils blown Toby stares at you a flush trails down from his cheeks to the bit of neck you glimpse. "Take you shirt and jacket off then." Quickly he all but tears off the pieces of clothing the blood staining them has made it onto his chest and stomach. Hands tracing areas of concentration as he whines at the direct contact.

"Awe, my poor baby you have a bruise here." Faux niceties drip from your tone as you press the spot in, both hands returning to roaming his chest as more blood drips from his nose landing on his left pec with a small splatter.

"Oh, is this where you need me baby. Gonna show me where to touch with your blood." Rubbing the blood into his skin as you take the peaked bud into your fingers eagerly twisting it.

"Yes, yes, yes keep touching me." He leans into the contact eagerly huffing a few pants, the new angle allows his clothed cock to just barely brush your thigh receiving a moan from Toby.

"My poor boy so hard for me." Cooing into his ear before leaning down to take the abused nipple into your mouth tasting more of the deep iron as Toby moans.

"Always, for you yes always." Toby's moans punctuate each word as he leans into you more trying to get as much touch as possible. With a lick you move away from him tears well again in his eyes at the loss of contact.

Leading him out from the bathroom to the bedroom he catches on quickly making his way to the old worn bed quickly. Blood stains everywhere he goes as he lays down eyes always on you, slowly with a grin and a wink you discard your own top layers to the floor before straddling the man.

"Gonna take care of my boy now, after such a long mission you deserve this baby." He keens at the words lifting his hips to try and rut into you clothed bottom half in any way he can.

"Yes, yes, yes need you so badly." He chants rutting as you slam his hips down with a frown. A few tears fall from his lash line leaving streaks free from the red that covers him showing the true flush on his face underneath.

"Did I say you could do that Toby?" You correct him tone firm as your free hand swipes a few stray blood drops from his nose to taste.

"No, I'm sorry I wanna listen to you so badly." He babbles always eager to please hands almost reaching for your own hips but he wills them still at his sides. Swirling the blood covered digit for a moment as you look down at him helpless, needy, and fully yours. You decide to forgive his transgression just this once leaning forward to lock lips with him once more. Toby opens his mouth eagerly moaning into your lips happily as a few more tears well from his closed eyes. You run your tongue along his own idly taking lead before finally biting down on his lips as you depart. More iron springs from the new wound happily. Moans at the action breaking off into a whimper as you lick the bite.

Trailing hands down his chest once more you slowly undue his belt. "Yes, please, yes." He babbles at the action eagerly tongue darting out to taste his own blood staining his lips. Tossing the belt aside you slide his jeans down to his knees Toby lifting his hips to help. Your hand plunges into his boxers freeing his cock from them. Thick and heavy and sticky with pre you glide a finger over the slit. Toby moans once more thank yous mangled with them.

Leaning up you swipe blood from his face, nose and lip onto your right hand before wrapping it around his cock. Eliciting a restrained sob from the man below you, more tears race down his face leaving tracks free from blood.

Setting a slow teasing pace you move your wrist up and down paying extra attention to the head as you move up. "So good!" Toby babbles fingers gripping the blanket beneath him as he moans and pants.

Blood mixes with the white pre as you slowly increase you pace watching the reactions of the man below you, his eyes cloud over mind little more then mush as he still babbles about how he feels and thanks you again and again. Closer you take him to the edge speeding up as he keens loudly tensing as you pull away your hand from him completely.

Toby sobs at the loss tears rolling down his face quickly as more blood drips from his nose. "Why, why, please I'm being good please." He cries hands tremble to grab you as you tut at him. Shifting onto your knees you pull down the rest of your clothes one hand takes his cock into your hand once more lining up the head with your own heat slowly you sink down onto him.

"Yes! Thank you!" Toby chants even as you still to adjust, before truly riding him hands rest on his shoulder for leverage, pace fast and punishing as you eagerly chase your own orgasm. Toby continues to moan and babble prettily beneath you blood dripping from his nose to his chest from the punishing pace. Leaning forward you lick up the trail without breaking your pace his eyes roll back at the sight.

"Please, need to cum, please let me cum." He pants tense once more as you grin.

"I'll tell you when you can baby so wait till I say." He groans frustrated but nods eyes slipping closed to concentrate on stopping his own orgasm. You take his bleeding lip into your mouth sucking up the iron greedily as Toby whines, he's all tears blood and pre beneath you helpless to your brutal pace eyes close and hands in a death grip to try and wait, to be good for you and wait.

Tomura now using his older name Tenko had been working so hard after losing the war. The road to rehabilitation was treacherous and trying at most times. But nevertheless you were deeply proud of his effort. Not to mention today was his birthday and as the events from the day slows its just you and him alone in your apartment. He had moved in after 3 months of consistent therapy which was were you might more so in the waiting room, you couldn't exactly place his face and your therapist had been telling you to speak with new people and he looked harmless. Lost in your reminiscing you don't notice your boyfriend walk towards you until he's carefully grabbed your hand already.

"Hey, are you good." He asks shifting his hand in yours carefully.

"Yea, sorry Tenko. I was just remembering how we met." Smiling you see your boyfriend shake his head with a sigh he didn't remember the occasion as fondly as you.

"Oh, also I may have lied about not having another gift for you." Your smile turns to a grin as confusions decorates Tenko's face.

"You, didn't haveta do that." He mumbles to himself dropping your hand as he takes a step back.

"No, don't worry this one was free." Taking his hand in yours once more you lead him to the bedroom his face darkens red as he realizes what exactly this gift is.

Settling him onto the bed seated you take your sit beside him on your knees. "You've been doing so good lately." Leaning into his ear as you speak you see the blush return in full force. Though he was no longer the blushing virgin from when you started dating he still played the part each time. Carefully undressing him his dick was now free the tip an angry red.

"Ha, are you sure?" He pants pupils blown as he looks towards you.

"Of course baby, wanna make you feel good for your birthday." Kissing the side of his face tenderly he sighs content sex had always been an insecurity for Tenko but he deserved this reward tenfold.

Gripping his dick you use the leaking precum to lube from tip to balls in slow lose thrusts, only accompanied by Tenko's soft moans.

"More, please more." He huffs face falling into you shoulder carefully hiding his dazed look.

"Of course baby let me take care of you." Speeding up after you peek his face you tightening your grip for a proper handjob. Moans and cries of more keep falling from Tenko's pretty lips speeding up intime with each stroke.

"Gonna, gonna cum can I cum please." Kissing him on the lips to quiet his cries as you continue stroke his cock you pull finally pull away "Of course you can birthday boy."

With a cry he cums painitng his tummy and your hand with his seed.

"Thank you thank you thank you." He blubbers tears now falling as he buries his face into you neck.

Standing in the ruined city I take a breath having taken down another of these invincible variants has been both a bigger and smaller challenge then I expected. Though I know my breather wont last long as Cecil chirps in my ear for the next one to take down.

"The prison nearby is in chaos try and do what you can there." Sighing I fix my suit as best I can before facing the next one. Though chaos seems to be an understatement as I watch the guards attempt to contain the newly freed prisoners.

"Pathetic you call this a jail!" Turning my attention with his yelling I see him Invincible with a mohawk?

"What the hell is next." Carefully I try and asses the best way to finish this fight quickly. But I am not granted much luck as he turns towards me a crazed grin on his face.

"Oh, shit they have you as what a hero. That's hilarious!" He jeers flying down towards. I roll my shoulders before I attack. Start simple, test the waters they're not as strong as you think, I remind myself throwing aa punch into face.

"Awe, nothing to say for yourself?" Mark recovers quickly from the blow rubble shifts around him as he gets up.

"Nothing to say to some wannabe punk." Throwing a large chunk of concrete at him. It's almost like that guy at the local bars that thinks he's hot shit.

My distraction is all he needs to finally land a blow of his own crashing into some of the remaining pavement I frown.

"Didn't expect that one huh? Plus it's not my fault your Mark is a fucking loser." He grins flying towards me as I get up "Just because he couldn't pull this off doesn't make me a poser." Quickly I knock his feet from beneath him as I stand.

"You're right but this shit does." Looking down at him I'm surprised to see his face flushed a soft pink. God don't tell me.

"Are you getting off to this?" Disgust litters my tone.

"Can you blame me? Prancing around in what black and leather like that what kind of hero are you anyways." He stands facing me his smirk returns.

"Hey, why don't you and me get outta here instead?" Pointing to the side I scoff ready to deny him. But I mean after I take this guy out it'll be more and more fighting this might be as close to a break as I get.

"You know what fuck it sure." My answer surprises us both Mark stands stunned face flushing again before he regains his cool.

"Hell yea, know you'd say that." Laughing at his attempt to play cool I grab his arm to lead him away.

"Come on before I change my mind."

"Whatever you say pretty~" Dragging him along I find one of the few standing bars left.

"I mean I 'preciate the gesture but alcohol doesn't really do it for me..." He looks around as I let go of his arm to reach over the bar for a bottle.

"Well good it's not for you." Taking a swig I feel the burn roll down my throat the taste didn't matter I just need to loosen up a bit.

"Well if it that good don't hog it." Mark takes the bottle from me taking a bigger swig his smug grin as I shake my head.

"You're a piece of work you know." I scoff shaking my head.

"Sure but don't forget you're the one that agreed to this. Don't start givin me the cold shoulder now babe." Rolling my eyes I can't protest for all his peacocking this isn't just a break for me. In his own cocky way he's appealing.

"So what's your whole stick then. Got some secret crush on your mark you're trynna live through with me or something?" Breaking me from my thoughts I laugh.

"No, I actually don't even know him much. I just thought this would be a good break from all that bullshit and you aren't awful to look at." I tease watching the pink hue decorate his face again.

"I mean I can work with that I guess." He takes another swig and hands me back the bottle. "I've won pretty things over from worse after all."

"Fishing for a compliment or something?" I take another shot with a grimace licking the excess alcohol from my lips.

"Ha, like I gotta work for this." He scoffs though his eyes are drawn to my lips as he follows the action.

"Oh, really?" I hum walking towards him confident in my stride I set the bottle down on one of the few standing tables. "What makes you say that?" Face to face once more I can make out minor details on his face with ease.

"Oh yea?" He taunts back grin on his face as his hands ghost across my waist. Sick of his words I shut him up with a kiss lingering in the action. He's not bad at this. Snapping out of the suddenness the kiss turns searing as we continue or earlier battle in a new way.

"Fuck didn't see you had your tongue pierced." He comments face pink and lips puffy.

"Got anymore piercing I should know about? Especially ones I can't see." His words are suggestive and despite myself I grin and shrug.