#genderbend hellboy

First Date

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“Look I’m determined to make this perfect for her. I’m talking Disney movie level perfect” You ran a frustrated hand through your hair.

Two sets of eyes followed your pacing.

“I believe you’re being highly critical of yourself y/n” Amy Sapiens soft voice tried to break through to you. She was the voice of reason most of the time after all.

“Or he’s gonna choke and fuck it all up, we can be realistic”

Then there was Elliot.

Fucking Elliot Sherman never gave your balls a reprieve.

“Listen you guys as much as I love the good cop and bad cop routine with me, I’m seriously nervous” You sat down defeated on the nearest chair.

Some 48hrs ago you’d managed to spill out a coherent sentence towards Hellgirl. You’d ask her out on an actual date. Half the heart attack was her accepting, now the other half was planning it.

You didn’t want to make it boring, no boring wouldn’t be memorable. Extravagant would be a tad too much and out of budget. Typical was out of the list since, well typical just couldn’t work for Hellgirl.

“Perhaps some alcohol?” Amy spoke up.

“Shit ton of food” Elliot said as he lit up a cigarette.

“Wouldn’t that be too basic? I want this right. I want her... fuck I just want her” You pressed your hand to your face, sighing out your frustrations.

You felt Amy’s hand on your back. “To be frank, the feeling is mutual” You looked up, a hint of a blush on your features. Elliot held out the cigarette for you. “She rambles on about how hot you are, that you have a nice ass. It’s annoying.” You couldn’t help but chuckle and you took at drag from the cigarette. God Elliot smoked the worst cigarettes on earth, you could taste the cancer on them.

Their words helped sooth you as you ran plans in your mind.

And idea thankfully sprang into your head. “You think you guys could help me out? I’m gonna need that booze and food. But also some other provisions...and access to the roof, preferably where the helicopters at.”

Elliot and Amy looked at each other.

Yes this idea would work.

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Hellgirl eyed the note that was slipped under her door. This must be what teenagers felt in those corny romcom movies.

She’d be lying if she said it didn’t make her stomach do somersaults.

The instructions were simple. A rooftop meet up. To bring something warm. Also booze. Fairly simple and she could deliver.

She’d tied her hair up in a messy bun, got dressed for comfort and made her way up to the rooftop of the B.P.R.D. It was a chilly night but snow was supposed to fall in a month or so. She checked her text chain with Elliot and Amy, rolling her eyes at the comments to take ‘protection’ and that if your date tried to cop a feel they’d ‘wring his neck’.

Her friends were lovely.

“Hey!” Hellgirl saw y/n and as usual he looked dreamy. She was trying her best to control her giddiness. “Well well, you really took to heart the wine and dine me comment” Her smile made you melt internally. You grabbed her hand and led her to a spot on the roof where a blanket was set up, various snacks and beers displayed.

Some nervousness began to slither up your spine as the two of you settled on the make shift picnic. It always happened once you were around her, her presence, her eyes, so many aspects of her left you in awe.

“I know it doesn’t look it, but I’m not gonna lie...pretty nervous here” You took a sip of your drink, her soft laughter made you smile. “If it wasn’t so cold out you’d be sweating right now.” She reaches for your hand, her flesh hand, and held yours. The contrast of color and feel making your skin prickle in excitement.

“You’re infuriatingly beautiful, cant help but be a nervous wreck around you” You smiles sincerely at her, this time she was the one looking away.

“You keep saying that, you’re making me believe it” Looks we’re always a sore subject for her but you couldn’t help your honest words. To you she was a mesmerizing woman and more often you found yourself craving her against you. To feel every warm inch of her beneath your flesh.

You cupped her cheek, thumb rubbing circles on the various raised and bump edges of a scar.

A silence fell before the two of you. Nothing but the cold wind blowing against the two of you. Somehow unspokenly you both leaned in to share a soft kiss. She felt exactly how you wondered, firm and warm. The kiss continued lazily, deepening in moments but never escalating. This wasn’t about taking each other to bed or maybe this very rooftop. You wouldn’t do anything she wasn’t ready for.

After few moments she leaned back slightly, lips shiny and eyes half lidded. That very look would be burned permanently in your brain. You ran your thumb across her bottom lip, the way her golden eyes followed the motion leaving you breathless.

“Can we do that again?” She asked in a half whisper.

She was truly going to be your undoing.

Reminders

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Hellgirl considers herself to be a strong woman.

Not often did she let things get in under the wire. She was strong, intelligent and most of all, compassionate.

But on rare occasions, when the self esteem bars depleted. She felt like the proverbial elephant in the room.

She is bright red, has a tail and horns she filed down herself. For years she never really saw herself as beautiful or sexually appealing.

Then you showed up.

And boy did she hate you for the first two weeks. How dare you make her get a crush? And the audacity of it all was making her fall for you hard.

You considered yourself a regular run of the mill joe but to her that wasn’t the case.

She was in love and so were you.

A relationship brought on other self conscious aspects for the two of you. Today thought, she was feeling incredibly off.

Hellgirl had seen you speaking with two female agents. Her brain had sent her that negative message she usually shot down. What if you had a normal girlfriend? What if you could go out and do normal couple stuff? She visualized you with one of the agents and it stuck together like a puzzle piece.

How long would you put up with her?

You noticed the funk in the room when you got in. Hellgirl’s head phones were in, music loud and an array of nail polish bottles were scattered on the bed.

Yup she was definitely in a funk. Painting her nails was a hobby she often did to decompress. Today she was working on her hooves. You got on the bed and kissed her shoulder. “Can I help?” She took out an earbud and smiled faintly. “I’m good, how was your day y/n?” She turned off her playlist and returned to her task at hand.

“Boring. Meetings, paperwork, training newbies. How about you? How was the werewolf situation in Pittsburg?” You scratched her back and she almost melted. “Stimulating an smelly” She fanned her hooves as you chuckled.

She was distant, you could feel that there was something swimming in her head.

“You ok baby?” You asked as you wrapped your arms around her waist.

She sighed and got up, you frowned at the loss of contact.

“Do you want to get married? Don’t you want kids someday? Can we even make a child? You want things y/n and I’m not 100% sure I could provide that-“ She stopped herself and covered her face. You got up and approached her gently.

“Hellgirl? Look at me please” You held her wrists and rugged gently. Her golden eyes seemed tearful. “We will get married when we are both ready. We will try for kids and or adopt them. I’m not going anywhere any time soon” You places a kiss on each wrist.

The aura of protection was down. She was at her most vulnerable. “People stare at us y/n, even the agents. You could have any girl here or out there-“ You placed a finger against her lips. “I wanted you. I pursued you. Somehow I got you. I am not going to run off with some other woman when you are the only woman I want and love” You cupped her chin.

She was doing everything possible to not shed a few tears. So naturally you kissed her. Hellgirl happily kissed you back. You wrapped your arms around her waist loving the height difference between the two of you.

You prided yourself in many things but overall you loved showing off your own strength when it came to her. You pushed her towards the bed again, nail polish bottled scattering to the ground.

You kissed her vehemently, lips pressed against one another roughly. You showed her through that kiss everything you’d said before. Your hands gripped and stroked every inch of her at your disposal.

Her eyes found yours as you kissed a path down her stomach towards her navel. “Let me show you” You punctuated every word with a kiss. She lifted her hips as you slid her shorts off those magnificent long legs. “I’m torn to be honest. Do I love having these around my hips? Or around my head?” She covered her face but the heat radiating off of her said everything.

You found her inner thigh with your tongue. “I’m going to remind you why I love every part of you” Her tail wrapped itself around your wrist, a habit of hers when you indulged in this.

Hellgirl’s breathless ‘oh my god’ as you mouth connected with her wet folds would never not be your favorite. Your tongue expertly lavished attention to her core and the nub you lived to torture. Your hands gripped her thighs, nails digging into hard flesh.

Her messy bun was disheveled, eyes in the back of her head as you buried your face more. Two digits found themselves inside of her wet heat and she almost came undone by that alone. You sucked at her clit, fingers buried deep inside of her when your felt her left hand on your head. She was close but you wanted so see this.

You couldn’t help but smile against her heat. She was wound up and about to break. “Everything” You ran your hands over her body, fingers lingering on scars here and there. Tracing patterns over her star tattoos. “Every little thing of yours, is mine” You guided her long legs around your waist. You could tell part of her wanted to hide her face as you spoke those words but leaned over her. “Keep your eyes on mine” You ran a hand down her cheek, slowly entering. Watching her face contort in pleasure always did it for you.

“Please, please” She ran her left hand up your body, stone hand above her gripping a pillow. You fucked her slowly making sure to draw out every desperate plea from her. You shook your head with a grin. “You’ll Cum with me” You thrusted harder, her mouth went wide and you pushed two fingers into it. “Don’t you taste so good?” You groaned out, your own pleasure catching up to you. Hellgirl nodded, too lost in it to be ashamed. She sucked lasciviously and raised her hips to meet your thrust.

“God you’re so fucking gorgeous” You growled out as you cupped both of her breast. Her tail wrapped around your thigh, her way of saying she couldn’t hold out much longer. You thrusted faster, the bed creaking with your enthusiasm. “Oh fuck y/n!” She went rigid and tight as she came. It was it for you, cumin with her and losing your rhythm.