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Like he canonically knows that almost everyone hates him (so sad), and most of them show fear of him

Soooo, imagine he comes to you after a long day trying his best to be good for his redemption arc, but he still sees the hesitation in the eyes of the other's heroes, he doesn't say anything, but he knows, and it pains him somewhat. He barely made it to your room and plops himself on top of you, hiding his face in your neck

How was your day sweet boy?- you say lovingly, and he groans from the nickname, he doesn't say anything and just bury himself further on you

You then know exactly what to do, and it's shower him with praise

I know you're trying your hardest out there love, and you're doing so good- you start to praise him as you caress his hair, soothing him, he just stars to whimper and hug your waist

You're such a good boy- and that just pull a low moan from his throat, you feel his hard member on your thigh and smirk

Oh, did you just get hard at that sweet boy? You like being called good boy?- he nods and hug you tighter

Keep calling me that, please- he whispers in your ear as he humps at you, as you continue your praises he humps you harder and harder

You know he's about to come, so you grab his face and pull him from your neck, he's a sight for sore eyes really, he looks at you like a kicked puppy with tears about to slip on his rosy cheeks

I'm a good boy, right? I'm your good boy, please, say it, i-i need it- you just smile at him and pepper his face with little kisses while he gasps and whimpers from humping your thigh so hard

Of course you're my good boy- and that does for him, creaming his suit with a loud moan and collapsing on your chest, you just giggle and give him a final kiss on his forehead

Like, he's your neighbor in your shity apartment who has walls so thin like a paper, so that's the excuse he thinks for hearing you

You just come from a really bad day from work, so pent up that you just want to relieve stress, so you just disregard all your clothes in way of your bedroom and plop in your bed

He hear all of that, from the moment you open your door, then he just hear the slick of your pussy and get all red and flustered, but he can't help but keep hearing. The amount of slick that he's sure you're making a mess in your bed now, the little whimpers and moans

Soon enough he's rock hard in his sweats, his hand sliding down to palm himself, and don't get him wrong, his a good boy, a gentleman, you and him are good neighbors to each other, but the sweet sound of your voice make him pull down his sweats and stroke his dick

He's trying to move his hand at the same time your fingers go inside and out of you, and oh to his delight he hears you other hand moving to rub your clit, making you moan louder. He knows you're close, he's dizzy with the sound of your fingers coated in your slick, he wish it was his fingers or the other part of him that needed you so bad

When you come hard, so does he, so sad that it's in his palm and not in you, but he's so shy to ask you out, so he has to just fantasy about you while hearing