Heâs An Ally (Homelander x Reader x Starlight)
The Homelight ship is sinking. Somehow, youâre the one who has to keep it afloat. Sorry, Hughie.
Warnings for smut, blackmailing/threats, implied cheating, homophobia, and Homelander being an absolute dick.
Homelander is watching you with narrowed eyes. Youâre adjusting Starlightâs cape around her shoulders, teasing her about the fabricâs uselessness. Starlight is meeting each jab with a grin so sweet it could crack a tooth. He huffs a laugh under his breath as she playfully pushes your arm. To the frightened production assistants circling him like mosquitoes, he looks annoyed - and he is. It should not be taking this long to film one episode of American Hero, but these ârising starsâ canât hit their fucking marks. Amateurs. Homelander is pissed at them and Ashley and the rest of these assholes on set, but shockingly, he isnât bothered by you or Starlight. Right now, heâs curious.
You were hired on to be Starlightâs personal assistant when she became - even thinking it makes his insides boil - his co-captain. He started noticing you on your third week of work; personal assistants for the Seven never lasted very long but leave it to their resident Girl Scout to keep theirs. You were unremarkable at first, but to someone like the Homelander, that was a compliment. He didnât notice you because you were good at your job, and you stayed out of his way; he had no reason to bother tormenting you. It was only when he had a real conversation with you that he realized you were worth his time. The change came about while he and Starlight were arguing in Ashleyâs office. Again.
âIt was my save, Starlight,â Homelander snapped for the tenth time. âYou had nothing to do with it.â
Starlight carefully clapped her hands together and let out a tired sigh. âIâm not saying it was mine. Iâm saying this is a good opportunity for us to talk about the shelter.â
He scoffs and points an angry finger at her. âWhich makes me saving a bus of children about you and your savior bullshit.â
âYou donât care about those kids-â
The argument carried on in the same circle while Ashley used every frayed nerve left to keep from ripping her hair out. You were in the corner, typing away at your phone as if this dumpster fire wasnât happening. At some point, you let out a sound under your breath. No normal ear would have heard it, but Homelander snapped his eyes to you like you just screamed. âIs there a problem?â
A normal person would have melted under his piercing glare. You met his gaze, calm in the cave of the predator. âI may have a solution, sir. If youâll hear me out.â
Homelander debated lasering you on the spot, but it would create such a headache with Starlight. That, and no one had fired you yet, so maybe you did have something helpful to say. He rolled his eyes. âSpit it out.â
You held up your phone, which had an open email on it. âI just got in touch with Lee on Channel Five. He can interview Starlight while you speak with Vought News. Youâd both be in the prime slots.â
Homelanderâs eyes narrowed suspiciously at so quick a solution. âChannel Five, huh?â
You nod. âVought News gets a lot more watchers, but Channel Five tends to bring in more fundraising opportunities.â You glance at Starlight for approval, and the heroineâs shoulders have already begun to sag in relief at your offered compromise. âLee is just waiting for the okay, and weâre good to go.â
Starlight smiled gratefully at you. Homelander watched the silent exchange. Her heart rate and blood pressure have both calmed significantly; somehow, after everything she has gone through in this godforsaken company, she trusts you. You must be something special.
He walked toward you and stopped short, inches away, holding out his hand. You instinctively knew what it meant and held out your phone to him. Sure enough, after a quick and nosy scan of your texts, he saw your work. You were working through their entire spat to set up this compromise, texting five people and e-mailing another three - all while remaining calm as two of the strongest people alive quarreled. He looked back up at you with a perfectly arched brow. âImpressive.â
You blinked up at him, your calm glass facade fogged with surprise. A hint of a smile even twitched at your lips. âJust doing my job, sir.â
He smirked back at you, and then he felt it. Daggers were being shot into his back. He looked from the corner of his eye, and sure enough, Starlight looked seconds away from frying him. He had to bite back a laugh. So his co-captain didnât like sharing her favorite toys.Â
Homelander was suddenly around you a lot more after that. He asked for your opinion on things, sent you on errands, and made sure you got him a coffee whenever you got one for Starlight. He did whatever he could to make it seem as if you were his assistant, too. He had plenty of reasons for doing so. For one, he decided he liked you. You were attractive, you were intelligent enough to keep up, and he could feel your heart spike whenever he so incidentally happened to touch you. You never complained, and he just knew that this addition to your workload was a welcome one. The sugar on top of this little treat was how much it angered Starlight. She didnât say a word to him about it, but he could see how his growing relationship with you angered her. It served her right for being such a pain in his ass.
Unfortunately, his game was exacerbating problems for Team Homelight. He had made it clear to Starlight that they were the new couple of the Seven, and the numbers it gave both of them were too good to break off. But the more he paid attention to you, the more her reactions to him in public were stilted - even more than they had been before. He understood that leaving you alone would help, but he was too far in. He wanted you, but so did she - and until a solution could be reached, this tension wasnât going anywhere.
Something had to be done.Â
âYour coffee, sir.â A quivering intern hands him a cup and pulls him out of his thoughts. The cup is actually just warm milk, but this liberal arts dropout doesnât need to know that.
Homelander takes a long sip from it without looking at them. âChrist, is there pussy potion in the water or something?â
ââŚsir?â
He rolls his eyes and gestures to you and Starlight with an open palm. âThem.â He explains, adding a scoff when Starlight playfully nudges your shoulder again. âFirst Maeve, now these two? Itâs like weâre living on fucking Lesbos here.â
âIsnâtâŚisnât Starlight dating Hugh Campbell, sir?â
Homelander closes his eyes and growls. Heâd kill the intern on the spot for mentioning that twinkâs name if the spilled blood wouldnât ruin his milk.Â
âGuess heâs not satisfying her. Big shocker there.â Homelander snorts, and his cup is halfway to his lips when the situation fully hits him. Of course. His co-captain is causing all these issues because sheâs pent up. He doesnât know where Campbell has been and doesnât give a shit, but Starlightâs attention has clearly moved somewhere else. You. She likes you, but Capes for Christâs golden daughter canât be openly smooching her darling assistant.
His eyes wander your form for a moment, and he smirks. He has a perfect solution.
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âSoâŚwhy are we meeting in his apartment?â
Starlight sighs, looking over at you with apologetic eyes. âI have no idea, but he was super cheery when he asked meâŚnever a good sign.â
You check your phone for the fifth time on this journey to Homelanderâs penthouse. You couldnât find anything today connected to him or what this mysterious meeting could be about. Heâs been extremely communicative with you lately, so the mystery is alarming. You open your mouth to voice another concern, but Starlightâs hand falls to your arm.
âHey,â She speaks softly, her voice so gentle that your steps stop beside her. âIf itâs too much, you donât have to come.â
Those big brown eyes of hers, so soft and warm when she looks at you, take your breath away every time. You smile gently and shake your head as you push your phone back into your pocket. âNah. Youâre stuck with me.â
She laughs in a delicate trill that you wish you could hear more often. âI think itâs the other way around.â A flash of something more solemn crosses her face, a conflicting feeling overtaking her - but in the next blink, sheâs gone. âSeriously, thank you. I donât know what Iâd do..â
The door down the hall opens loudly. The two of you give a start as Homelander steps into the hallway with his toothiest grin. âWell, thereâs my two favorite ladies!â He beckons you over with a dramatic curl of his arm. âCâmon, donât be shy. Weâre having a talk.â
He doesnât wait for either of you to reply and steps back inside his home. You share a look with Starlight before following her careful lead. The sight you see as you enter the penthouse isâŚinteresting. You have been here before to pick up or drop off laundry - another fun addition to your job he has given you - so the American memorabilia and dark Ikea layout arenât a surprise. Itâs the lit candles scattered around, the low-playing jazz music, and the dimmed lights that have you pausing. Starlight, similarly, looks around in disbelief. âWhat the fuck?â
âTake a seat, girls,â Homelander says, ignoring Starlightâs distaste and gesturing to his couch with an open palm. âNeed anything? Water? Something stronger? I know you love your booze, Starlight.â
As you try to piece together what the fuck is going on internally, Starlight takes a more direct approach. She turns on him in a mix of anger and confusion. âWhat is this? Whatâre you doing?â
Homelander lets out a long sigh, as if sheâs the strange one here. âSkipping the foreplay, huh? Fine.â He claps his hands together and walks forward, his boots carving a line between you and Starlight. His eyes are locked on her. âWe have a problem. No matter how much I try, no matter how many times Iâve warned you, you are not putting on a good performance. Youâre this pent-up ball of nerves.â
Starlight scoffs, but you both know exactly what heâs talking about. The Homelight ship has seen better waters. You canât be the only one who notices the way she flinches when Homelander touches her, how her smile never reaches her eyes. Youâve been keeping a close tab on the tabloids, and while no one has thrown out any major accusations, some minor - and spookily accurate - social media sleuths are predicting a breakup. That, of course, is not acceptable to Homelanderâs story.
âWhat more do you want me to do?â Starlight asks, her irritation only barely covering her nerves.
Homelander chuckles like he has an inside joke with himself. âMore who than what.â
âWhat?â
âI was confused at first, Iâll be honest.â He says, once again ignoring his co-captainâs puzzlement. He folds his hands behind his back and slowly saunters closer, gaze still locked on Starlight. âYouâre still with Campbell, last I checked, so you shouldnât be this tense. But fuck, whenâs the last time we saw that face around? Probably has his tongue so far up Williamâs ass heâs forgotten what the sun looks like.â
Youâd be more concerned about Homelanderâs casual knowledge of the boys conspiring against him if there werenât more pressing matters at hand. You try to run to Annieâs defense. âHomelander-â
âBut then I figured it out.â He suddenly clamps a hand on your shoulder, effectively shutting you up. âItâs this little firecracker here.â
The room is silent for a long while as you and Starlight silently sort through the accusation Homelander has left at your feet. He doesnât think Vought or the pressures of leading the Seven or even his very existence are whatâs bothering Starlight. Somehow, itâs you. His hand tightens the longer the silence prevails, so Starlight quickly fills it. âWhat do you mean?â
He turns to you, his gaze softening just a touch. It isnât out of fondness; itâs from a clear hunger that settles low in your stomach. âDonât act dumb. I see the way you two look at each other.â His hand slowly trails down your back. His fingers follow your spine and stop dangerously close to your ass. âCanât blame her. Youâre a sight for sore eyes around here-â
Annieâs eyes flare gold. âStop touching her.â
âThere it is.â He points at Starlight and lands his other hand firmly on your ass. âSee, I knew you two were fooling around, but I wasnât sure if it was serious. Does poor Hughie know?â
Her eyes flicker back to normal, but they remain wide. She says nothing.
âDidnât think so.â Homelander pats your ass and winks at you as if youâre both in on this, then looks back at his partner. âLook, I donât want to stand in the way of two infatuatedâŚbisexuals or whatever the fuck you are. But what I wonât stand for is you making us look ridiculous out there.â He takes his hand off your ass to move over to Starlight, stopping so she has to tilt her head to look up at him. âSo hereâs the deal. The three of us work out this tension here. You two get to fuck in the safety of my home, and we get some passion between us. As often as we have to until we can all put on a good show again.â
It takes Starlight a second to respond, too stunned by the ever insane propositions of her co-captain. âYouâŚYou canât be serious. You think sex is going to solve all of this?â
He grins manically. âIâm deadly serious.â He pauses, and then shrugs his shoulders impishly. âOf course, if youâre not inclined, I can just tell the press what you and your lovely assistant have been up to. The Capes of Christ will be thrilled. What do you say?â
Thatâs blackmail if youâve ever heard it. You see Starlightâs eyes widen as sheâs faced with yet another threat on top of the dozens she faces a day. Protective instincts flare in you, along with something else, something darker that has kept you alive in Vought. You step closer to her. âStarlightâŚletâs just do it.â
As Homelanderâs grin widens even further, Annie looks at you in shock. âWhat? No! I canât let you do this.â
He snorts. âOh, yeah. A real torture. Like she doesnât get wet when I just brush her shoulder.â
Starlight snarls. âYouâre fucking sick.â
âStarlightâŚâ You try again, your voice soft, and it gets her eyes back on you - and you refuse to address Homelanderâs words or their terrifying accuracy. âItâsâŚitâs okay.â
âSee? Itâs okay,â Homelander soothes, patting Starlightâs head twice. âDonât you worry. My lovers have always given me excellent reviews.â
Starlight looks back at him. Her disgust has faded to something conflicted, torn between the need to protect you and the need to protect everythingâher identity, the team, Hughie, and, somehow, once again, you. A look of acceptance overtakes her, though she still venomously glares at Homelander. âThe ones still alive, you mean?â She growls.
âCute. Very cute,â Homelander claps his hands again. âWell, how should we start this, hm?â
You both stare at him, and then at each other. The only sound is the generic jazz music playing through the penthouseâs speakers. Finally, he sighs. âLooks like Iâm gonna have to make the first move, huh? No problem. Iâve been wanting to do this for a while.â Homelander abruptly turns and kisses you hard. He cradles the back of your neck and holds you to him so he can memorize the shape of your lips. After the initial shock, you quickly get lost in how good of a kisser he is. When you start to kiss him back, he grins and lets his tongue slide over your lower lip. You let out a light gasp in surprise, and he happily takes the opportunity to explore the inside of your mouth. His grip on your hair tightens and his free hand navigates back to your ass, where he takes a greedy handful.
Itâs then that the lights in the room violently flicker.
Homelander hesitates against your mouth and then pulls apart just enough to let out a low chuckle. âWell, someoneâs a little possessive.â He pulls farther away to grin at you. âIs she always like this?â
Starlight grabs your hand and pulls you over to her. Shockingly, Homelander allows it. He watches smugly as she glares at him, her eyes still glowing that hypnotizing gold. âYouâre not just using this an excuse to hook up with her,â She growls.
âMake a move then, partner,â Homelander fires, his arms folding over his chest. His suit leaves little to the imagination; you can already see heâs half-hard. He really has been waiting for this. âNot my fault youâre slow.â
Starlight rests her hand delicately on the side of your face, turning you to look at her. As the gold fades in her eyes, you see that same warm concern that roped you in when this job started. Your lives were too absurd to stop and put a label on anything, but you cared for each other deeply. You saw that care and worry clear as day, but there was something else. She may never admit it out loud, especially not in front of Homelander, but there was a dark excitement that curled at parts of herself she still had to discover. She lets out a shaky breath. âLast chanceâŚâ
âJust kiss me, Annie.â
Her breath hitches, and then she obeys. Her lips taste like the honey lip gloss she always wears, and she molds you both together like you have always meant to be kissing her. Her arms delicately wrap around your waist as you cup her jaw and kiss her with practiced ease. The familiarity of her eases the tension in your limbs, even as you hear a dark chuckle from behind you.
âOh, so this has been happening for a while,â Homelander taunts. âWhen were you gonna tell Campbell youâve switched from dick to pussy?â
Starlight growls against your lips and pulls away to look at him. âDo you ever-oh my god.â
You follow her gaze and nearly choke. Homelander took his cock out while you two had been kissing and continues to stroke himself while you both stare at him. You canât help but swallow heavily. He has a pretty cock. Perfectly thick, long enough to draw you in without terrifying you. You notice the way Annieâs hands clench and unclench at her side. Sheâd probably rather die than admit it, but you know sheâs thinking along the same lines as you.
âWhat? You two are hot,â He shrugs without remorse and then curls a finger at you. âGet over here, missy. I think your girlfriend still needs some time to warm up.â
This arrangement wonât work if you donât take some initiative. You walk toward him with a playful tilt of your head. âI thought she was your girlfriend.â
âThe spiderwebâs getting a bit blurry, Iâll admit,â Homelander chuckles while still stroking his cock. âIf we consider Campbell and his-oh.â
If you could take a picture of the shock on his face as you sink to your knees, you would order a dozen copies and frame them around your home. You had never seen him so taken aback. You give him the most innocent of looks before gently taking his tip into your mouth. He growls low in pleasure and slowly releases his cock to let you take the reins. You oblige, wrapping a hand around his base and slowly taking him into your mouth. He gasps, and your eyes flutter shut as his fingers lock tightly into your hair. He doesnât push you; if anything, judging by how vocal he becomes as you slide yourself along his dick, heâs enjoying your move to take the lead. You make a mental note of that; maybe thereâs an easier way to control him after all.Â
âFuck, no wonder you didnât want to share,â Homelander groans. You flutter your eyes open and see him looking at Starlight. His smile is smug, but his eyes give away how lost he is by the twist of your tongue. You canât help but roll your eyes and go back to blowing him, delighting in the way he stutters in his words as a result. âJesusâŚI think I have to keep her.â
You hear Starlight walk towards you both. Her hand gently settles on the back of your neck, intentionally avoiding where Homelander is gripping your hair. âShe isnât a prize,â Starlight reminds him, but even her voice sounds huskier than usual.Â
âSure blows like one.â
âYouâre such an ass-â
âIf you guys keep fighting, this isnât gonna work,â You pop off Homelanderâs dick to scold them. Homelander whines at the loss of your mouth, and you give Starlight a half-hearted glare over your shoulder. âAnnie, come on.â
âAwww, a first name basis,â Homelander coos. He gives your head a tug towards his dick, leaving you little choice but to take him in again. You gag, and the groan he lets out is obscene.Â
âBe careful,â Starlight hisses.
âAnnie, she told us to get along,â He reminds her as he starts guiding you along his cock. âNow, why donât you put that mouth to something useful and get her warmed up?â
You expect her to argue with him about it. Instead, after a momentâs hesitation, you feel her move behind you. She brushes her lips against your exposed collarbone, kissing the skin sweetly. âCan you get on your hands and knees for me, baby?â
Only she could manage to make such a question sound so sweet. You moan around Homelanderâs cock, a movement that makes him jolt further into your mouth, and then adjust yourself as requested. Homelander even does you the kindness of bending down to accommodate, though youâre sure he isnât opposed to the view. Your knees have barely settled against the cold tile before Starlight is pulling your pants and underwear down in a single tug. Her hands grab both of your ass cheeks and spread you out wide, and then her tongue is licking a slow line down your pussy. You moan. When you and Annie had first started fooling around, she was so tentative. Growing up as a pageant princess in Iowa didnât leave a lot of room to explore her sexuality. She proved to be a swift and dedicated learner. Now, she ate you out with a practiced precision that quickly made your legs tremble. Her tongue swirled lazily along your cunt at first to warm you up. Only when you started shifting and moaning around Homelanderâs cock did she suck at your lips and tongue at your hole with clear intent to drive you insane.Â
âOho, youâre good at this,â Homelander teases, slowing down from fucking your throat to admire the view. âWas this what you were doing at those pageants?â
Rather than answer him, she pulls her mouth off of your cunt. You barely have a whine out of your mouth before sheâs pressing two fingers slowly inside of you. Your eyes roll back, and Homelander sees it immediately. His grin nearly splits his face. âSheâs about to come.â
Starlight surprises both of you with her husky response. âShould I let her?â
Homelander barks a real laugh, his hand tightening in your hair. âSheâs being so good. Let her.â
Her fingers inside of you curl and then heat. Youâve told her that using her superpowers in intimate moments isnât playing fair. Sheâs retorted that the way you come says otherwise. Sure enough, you think your mind frays a moment as you orgasm around her fingers.Â
The next few minutes are a bit of a blur to you. You know that by the time you have regained control of your senses, your clothes are all off, and Homelanderâs dick is out of your mouth. Youâre surprised to find that one of them has helped you to stand, and their clothes have been removed without either of them killing each other. Solid progress. Homelander looks Starlight over and lets out a low whistle. He opens his mouth to speak, but Starlight beats him to it. âItâs going well. Donât ruin it.â
He chuckles and pushes her hair gently away from her face. âWouldnât dare, sweetheart. I know you want this as badly as I do.â
She scoffs and looks away. âPlease.â
Homelander tilts his head, then leans in closer to her face. âYou think I donât notice how your heart spikes when I touch you?â He purrs. âYou can pretend itâs fear all you want, but I know deep down youâre wondering what itâs like to get fucked by a real hero.â
Thatâs about the right time for you to step in. You come forward and gently put a hand on each of their arms. Homelanderâs eyes are on you immediately with a dangerous smirk, while Starlight instinctively rests a hand over yours. You give them both a look torn between warning and playful. âEasy there, co-captains,â You murmur. âI donât want to bring this to Edgar.â
That gets another genuine laugh out of Homelander; itâs an oddly soft sound. âOh, heâd just love to hear about this.â
Starlight shakes her head as her thumb gently rubs over her hand. âYou said this doesnât leave this room.â
âAnd I meant it,â Homelander assures, but heâs still smirking. âEspecially if this means we do this again.â
Starlight doesnât reply. Instead, she uses your hand to guide you towards the bed. Homelander watches you both and scoffs. âPlease, make yourself at home.â
You look over at him with a slight pout. âMy knees hurt.â
He shakes his head, but it doesnât take long for him to follow both of you toward the bed. Starlight starts to shift, but you take the initiative. âMy turn,â You say, bringing her hand up to kiss her fingers. âSit up on that ridiculously expensive headboard.â
âExcuse you, it was a gift.â
You both ignore him. Starlight smiles so damn coyingly that your heart nearly stops. She listens to you and sits herself up on the bed, her legs gorgeously spread so you have room to crawl to her. You settle on your stomach, your hands wrapping around your thighs. She watches you hypnotized as you gently bring your lips to her pussy. She always tastes so sweet and clean. Your eyes close in bliss as you swirl your tongue over her lips and her clit. Her moans are quiet and gentle as she brushes her hand along the side of her face. âYouâre so good, babyâŚyou feel so good.â
Itâs such a tender moment that youâre startled by the hard smack on your ass. You gasp, looking over your shoulder. Homelander is watching you, trying desperately to look annoyed when his cock is painfully hard at the sight of his bed. âYou two forget someone?â He murmurs and pinches over the red mark heâs left on your ass. âBring this up for me.â
The insinuation makes your cunt throb. Youâre way too far gone to deny how badly you want to feel that cock inside of you. You nod and arch your hips up as you turn back to Starlight. You suck more roughly at her clit as you feel Homelanderâs hands grip your hips. His hands feel massive, and theyâre a momentary distraction from the head of his cock pressing against your cunt. You stutter in your attention to Starlight, and Homelander tutts behind you. âDonât neglect my co-captain, sweetheart. Sheâs being so great about this.â
âDo youâŚever stop talking?â Starlight asks breathlessly.
âLike you donât love my voice,â He sneers as he slowly pushes into you. It takes all of your willpower to keep licking at Starlight and not lose your mind completely. He fills you perfectly, almost too thick, nearly too full. His first few thrusts are tentative, looking for a rhythm that best suits you all. When he finds it, a rough thrust that pushes your face perfectly against Starlightâs clit, itâs over. He takes you, leaning his body fully over yours. For once, his words are gone. He fucks you into his bed while you eat out Starlight, and itâs all enough that you come again. You cry out loudly against her pussy, your legs quiver, and Homelander follows you so quickly youâre sure heâs been holding himself back - waiting for you. With the very last of your strength in post-orgasmic bliss, you focus on driving Starlight as insane as you can. It works. Just moments after you and Homelander, she cries out your name, and all the lights in the penthouse go out. For a moment, none of you say anything. Your face is still buried between Annieâs legs, and Homelander is still buried inside of you. Finally, and unsurprisingly, he speaks. âFuckâŚthat happen often, Starlight?â
She doesnât answer immediately, instead focusing on bringing her breathing back to normal. âWith her, yes.â
You smile as you gently press a kiss to her inner thigh. âImagine the electric bill.â
She smirks and gives your hair a playful tug. âHush.â
âWell now, ladies,â Homelander murmurs, and you realize heâs gently rocking inside of you - and his cock is beginning to swell again. âI think this was an excellent start to our arrangementâŚbut we need a few more rounds to drive it home.â
Starlight growls quietly as she waves a hand to bring light back to the room. âWe canât do this all day, Homelander.â
âNot all day, maybeâŚbut enough for the message to sink in.â He fully presses inside of you, and you whimper at the overstimulation. Both supes eyes draw to you at the sound. Homelander smirks, brushing his fingers fondly up your back before looking back up at Starlight. âShe sounds game to meâŚwhat do you say, partner?â
You look up at Annie, lips gently parting as Homelander has already slowly started to fuck you again. âFor the good of the team?â You ask.
She bites her lip, curls a hand in your hair, and arches her cunt into your face. âFor the good of the team.â














