Steamy hevelyn drabble that wouldn’t get out of my head. There’s no context, just vibes. I feel like Helen’s got a streak of aggressiveness that’s simmering beneath the surface, and Evelyn’s got the attitude to bring it out of her.
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It’s hot and wet and Evelyn can barely breathe
“Come on now,” Elastigirl husks in her ear. “You have my full attention.”
Evelyn shivers before writhing her way out of other woman’s grasp. Soap still slicks her body and makes it harder for Elastigirl to keep a good grip on her; she’d been mid shower when the super barged into the bathroom, seething with anger and arousal and something else Evelyn couldn’t place.
“No.” Evelyn growls. “Go the fuck away.”
The super prowls forward. “Are you sure that’s what you want?” She asks, lighter than the expression on her face would suggest. Her eyes are lidded and Evelyn shivers again thinking of the last time she saw those eyes.
She grips at the towel around her waist, trying in vain to hide the parts of herself that Elastigirl wants to see the most.
“I don’t think,” Elastigirl stretches to press her palms against the wall behind Evelyn, trapping her between the still running water and the supers body. “You want that, Evelyn.” She steps forward again, every inch her arms shorten forces the other woman further towards the hot water.
“How would you know what the hell I want,” Evelyn spits back with a cracking voice.
Elastigirl smiles with a wickedness that makes Evelyn’s heart race. She stalks forward and Evelyn stumbles, feeling the water scald deliciously down her back.
She feels Elastigirl’s teeth snap tauntingly by her ear before they move to speak into the side of her neck.
“I’m really, really good at knowing what people want,” she purrs against Evelyn’s neck. “And I know you want this. And I think you want it more than just a little bit.”
Elastigirl tugs at the half soaked towel, undoing the knot with deft fingers and letting it fall unceremoniously to the floor.
The water beats against Evelyn’s bare back and she fights the urge to cave in on herself.
She raises her chin stubbornly, eyes glittering with defiance.
“I think you’re full of shit. I think that—“
She gaps when the super shoves her entirely under the stream, her back hitting the heated tile while water cascaded down her front. Her hair is plastered flat against her head and her eyes blink furiously against the onslaught of droplets.
“I don’t care about what you think. I care about what you want. Right now. In this moment.” Elastigirl stares at her with an intensity that makes her gut roil.
The super leans in close, so close that Evelyn can feel the droplets that scatter off her face. Evelyn’s heart races. It’s hard to breathe under the stream and she feels like she’s going to choke.
“You want me, don’t you baby?”
Elastigirl slurs against her lips.
Evelyn’s vision swims before she buckles.
The pair sink to the floor, Evelyn half collapsed and half drowned, propped flush against the super’s chest by her strong arms.
There’s lips on hers then, harsh and demanding and Evelyn soaks it all in. She welcomes the burn in her lungs begging her to seek breath, the teeth that nip harshly at her lip, the tile that presses hard against her knees.
The red head’s hands are all over her, the fingertips of one hand digging into her waist while the others grope mercilessly at her chest and thighs and hips.
She’ll have bruises but she doesn’t care.
This is what Evelyn wants.
