#misguidedoneshot

You looked through the window at the mournful scenery, the sky weeped as you did, now it was a dark gray, the trees surrounding your father's property seemed so scary now, under this cloudy sky. A deep green who seemed to hide the darkest secrets. Everything seemed so dark after your father passed away just two days ago. You felt so alone now, your mansion so big and lonely, and so scary

Your thoughts were interrupted when the door of your father’s office opened, revealing a man that only by seeing him made you feel incredibly relieved. You walked towards him with a shy smile, hugging yourself until you reached him 

“Hey sweetheart, how are you doing?” Andrew Barber, your father's lawyer greeted you with sympathetic eyes and a shy smile, he kissed your forehead as you appreciate the gesture of a man you’d known since you could remember

“Hey Andy, thank you for coming” you hugged yourself again, behind him Lloyd Hansen entered your late father’s study, and it made you wince, that man scared in a primal way you’d never end to understand. His eyes always seemed to find you and a dark smile followed, his perfectly trimmed mustache moves with his thin lips

“Hey Sunshine” he greeted

“Hey Lloyd” you whispered, not daring to even look him in the eye.

Your father was the city’s most notorious Mobster, Gangster, drug dealer. It was the truth and it was so ingrained in your system you took it as a normal part of life. Half of his businesses were indeed legit, after years of money laundering. Lloyd Hansen was his right hand man, he knew everything about the business and before being his most trusted man he was the enforcer, the most violent and bloodthirsty amongst his men. Former special agent of the CIA turned, he was dangerous, skilled in combat and war, and now most likely the head of the family. 

Your attention turned to Andy again, as he took a seat in your late father’s seat behind the desk of his study

You took a seat in front of the desk, Lloyd placed himself behind you, making a lightning strike run down your back making you incredibly uncomfortable. Andy draw papers from his briefcase and laid them on the mahogany desk, organizing them in a tidy manner

“I’m here as an executor of your father's last will and testament” he said firmly, his lawyer face taking over. You nodded, knowing perfectly well his intentions, and calmly you listened to the man. You were your father’s only child, and your mother passed away when you were young, to your knowledge, you were his only heir, but Lloyd had been called too, you guessed to pass all the dark business to him

“Me, (Y/F/N) being sound of mind and body, present my last wish and testament” he started, reading your father’s last words, “Half of everything I have, properties and money on the accounts will belong to my only daughter (Y/N)” you let out a breath you haven’t even realized you were holding, in relief, “Even if it breaks my heart…” continued Andy with a frown, that made your blood ran cold, “... to leave you alone my sweet girl…” he continued, “...My last dying wish and conditions for you to receive my inheritance is for you to marry my right hand man Lloyd, who I’m inheriting the other half of all my belongings”

“What?” you asked, drawing the attention of both men, Lloyd’s hand squeezed your shoulders, “Did you know about this?” you stood from your seat with the sole purpose of looking him in the eyes, and stopped the contact. Lloyd was smiling knowingly

“Of course I did” he said calmly, “I was his right-hand man, the son he never had”

“Fuck you” you spitted out, “This is insane” Andy called you and you looked at him

“Andy” you called, pleading

“It was his last wish” he said firmly, “he was sound of body and mind…” you looked at Lloyd frowning

“What did you do? what did you say to him?”

“Nothing” he mocked, “He was always so afraid something could happen to you, he wanted to make sure you’d be taken care of after he was gone”

“I’m a grown woman” you said, “I can take care of myself”

“Yeah sure, what if his enemies come after you, uh?” he said then

“This is a conversation you should have in private” muttered Andy

“I want a witness” you demanded, “Look you can keep his dirty business, we can split everything in half I don’t care” you muttered, “But I think is excessive that I marry you, only because he didn’t think I could take care of myself”

“The will explicitly says that you only inherit after you mary Lloyd” Andy said, “this was redacted 6 months ago, and again, is valid, we all know he was in his right mind” you looked at Lloyd, he seemed so relaxed and calm

“Andy, get the fuck out of here” Lloyd demanded, but before he could leave you interupted in anger

“Who the fuck do you think you are?” you asked, “You do not boss him around” but Andy look at you with sorry eyes

“He does now, sweetheart” he said, before he put all the documents on his briefcase and left the room, leaving you alone with Lloyd, who took two long steps to be right in front of you

He encased your jaw with his hand, his face so close to you you could feel his hot breath on your face, making the little hairs of your neck curl. his maddened gaze made you squirmed

“I’ve been at your father's side for fifteen years, and my father for longer” he said, “and a spoiled little brat is not going to keep me from assuming the lead of this family”

“Let me go” you cried

“You are going to marry me, whether you liked it or not, and before you think about it, good luck finding someone that could help you”

“All of this for power?” you asked, “Let it all burn to the ground I’m not marrying you!” 

“I’m going to be the boss, and no one is going to ruin this for me” 

“You are never going to be the boss!” you spitted out, anger gripping your every cell, you had never remembered an instance in which you were more angry that you were right now. You released yourself from his grasp and walked until you were behind the desk 

“Oh really?” He drew a smile so wicked it made you shiver. Of all your father’s men, you feared Lloyd the most, not because of his aspect, but because of his silent, deadly and smug demeanor. You knew him and knew what he was capable of, and that’s why you feared and respected him, but now? you were so angry you didn’t care, but you should…

He was on you in a second, with his hand encasing your throat and made you retreat until your back was against the wall. You whined and squirmed, trying to scratch his thick arm, but he was wearing a wool sweater that prevented you from injuring him

“Let me go!” you cried 

“No until you marry me, hell, maybe not even then” he chuckled darkly. His handsome face, his hand on your neck barely squeezing, the single tone of his voice made your thighs clench. You had always found him hellishly attractive, but dangerous, so dangerous. He seemed to read your thoughts, because he smiled wickedly, wrinkles appearing in the corners of his eyes. “I have to confess, I always wanted to do this, claim you, like you belonged to me…” he growled like a raging animal, and in a primal way you felt the danger, not only for your body but for your very soul, he was going to devour you whole. “Because you do”

“No” you whined, staying incredibly still

“I will make you mine then” he growled. He threw you over the desk, the air suddenly left your lungs when he pressed you against the hardwood

“I’m going to take what is mine” he threatened in your ear.

“Please lloyd, be nice” you begged, knowing that you couldn’t stop him, and actually doubting if you even wanted him to stop him. You felt so exposed like this, your dress a little short so your ass was almost uncovered. He held you against his desk with one of his hands behind your neck grabbing you oughly, and the other sneaked under your dress,

“I’m going to fuck you so good you’ll beg me to marry you” he laughed 

“I’ll never…!” he ripped your thighs in a single movement, the sting burned your skin and the sudden chill air in your skin made you tremble, “no please” you begged, squeezing your thighs tighter. You didn’t know if you really wanted to stop him, or if you were scared he’d found how wet you were for him.

It was the latter

“Would you look at that” of course he mocked you, “I haven’t even touched you yet and I can actually see how wet you are without even taking out your panties” you whined hiding your face from him, but nothing could scape him, he was over everything, that’s why he was going to be the boss after all. 

“NO” you moaned, when you felt he sneaky fingers dangerously creeping in the lines of your panties

“I think you need to come to terms with the fact that I’m going to claim you, and you want me to do it” he mocked you, you trembled with a single of his fingers lazyly and barely touched your weeping pussy, almost a light touch was enough to made you moan

“No I don’t, you are not the boss” you wanted to provoke him, you wanted more, you wanted to tip him over the edge

“Let’s see, shall we?” his hand left your underwear and you didn’t like it. 

He touched a single button on the phone right beside your head, a gruff voice greeted Lloyd at the other side 

“Ari, would you be a sunshine and get the men in here?” he asked on the phone, and you trembled under him, squirming and turning like an alligator. 

“No!” you whined, but he only chuckled darkly, resuming his movements under your dress, finally ripping your underwear, “Why…?” a moan escaped your mouth interrupting yourself when you felt his thick fingers entering your pussy, his thumbs pressed on your clit making you cry out in need. You were so wet you thought something embarrassing had happened

“You are right, I will never be the boss” he said simply, “If I don’t assert my dominance now…” the door opened and trough it all your father’s most trusted men walked in, Andy, Ari Levinson, Nick Fowler, Steve Rogers, Bucky Barnes, August Walker… you couldn’t see the rest because your eyes turned to the back of your head when two of his fingers curled inside of you touching and rubbing your g spot making you cum on the spot without a single warning

“Sunshine!” he reprimanded you but with a mocking voice, “You had to give a little preview first” he mocked, “I barely touched her sweet, wet little pussy and she already cummed on my fingers!” he told the rest. And you whined trying to hide your face from their heated gazes. The shame was overpowering your pleasure, tears threatened to burn your eyes.

“C'mon Sunshine” he purred in your ear, “give them a show, prove them that you are mine” his fingers kept moving, provoking, exploring. You felt his weight on your back, “Can’t wait to make you cum on my mouth” and the ghost feeling of his mustache on your clit make you tingle against him, and you wondered how good it must feel.

“´Lloyd” you called

“What do you want, baby?” he asked,

“You” you moaned, wiggling your hips. You heard laughs and chuckled, but you focused on the feeling of your body instead, if not you were going to cry

“You want me?” he asked

“Yes please” you whispered. And he chuckled

“How can I say no to that?” the fingers left your pussy, his other hand still having you by the back of your neck. Single handedly you heard him unbuckle his belt and opening his fly

“Andy, you are ordained, right?” he asked 

“That’s right” you heard him answer 

“Can you marry us while she is cumming around my cock?” he asked

“Your orders boss”

“That’s damn right,” he said, pleased. grabbing his cock and ruining it with your weeping entrance. You buckle your hips at his rhythm. “Well gentleman, as you can see, I’m staking my claim” in one single push he was buried inside you to the hilt. You screamed in a mix of pain and pleasure. Because no matter how wet you were, his cock was so thick and big it still burned when he split you open for him

“Shit!” you cursed biting your lower lip, closing your eyes tightly as you felt every vein, every ridge, and his tip kissing your cervix

“Holy shit this pussy is so good” he moaned darkly, one of his hands grabbing your hip so tight you knew it was going to leave a mark. “It’s squeezing me like a fist” 

“Lloyd” you cried, begged him, to move or to do something, because you knew that when he does, you were going to feel fucking amazing. You wanted to reach him, to touch him, but you couldn’t because of your position, the edge of the desk marking your thighs, your own body constricting your rib cage… but that all came to second place as you felt him retrieve himself and then thrust into you again, a slap sound could be heard in the room. His groin slapping against your ass. you moaned loudly, not hiding anymore how good he was making you feel. 

He started a rough tandem, drawing sounds you had never made before. your eyes rolled to the back of your head when his cock rubbed against that special spot. his and left the back of your neck and grabbed your hips, drawing you to him to meet each thrust. 

“Fuck look at her” you heard the voice of Ari Levinson mocking you, watching your every expression your every sound you drew. Lloyd grabbed you by your hair, making you raise your head in the direction of your audience

“Look at her” he demanded, you opened your eyes and you looked at them, “look at her fucked out face” you closed your eyes, trying to zoom them out and just focus on how good you felt. 

You felt an orgasm coming, your pussy clenched around him greedily, you moaned softly when he released you gently, letting you hide your face again in your folded arms.

“Fuck that’s it” he grabbed you by the hair again and made you twist your head in a way he could see your face twisted in pleasure, looking at how good you looked when you cummed

“So hot” he growled, “sweet girl that’s it, give me everything” your juice stained the base of his cock and made his thrusts resound in a squelching sound. 

He took himself off of you, and you whined in protest, not liking it. You didn’t even get to see your audience and he turned you around, opening your legs and placing himself between them. He caressed your thighs gently before he grabbed them and made you stick to his hips. Your pussy colliding with his thick cock. You couldn’t see it, and you really wanted to, but he entered you so easily it was almost embarrassing, barely needing a little push the open you up for him again, the new, more intimate angle made the friccion it even more delicious when he kept his hard pase and rough thrusts. You wanted him against you, you reached for him also wanting to cover yourself from the men, that you could barely see from this new angle 

 and he leaned into you, his forehead pressing against yours. 

His hands encased your ribcage, finally feeling your front. He leaned in to watch your tits bounce over the neckline of your dress. For now it was enough… Now later when he’ll have you all to himself he will take the time to touch you and savor you whole.

“Don’t look at them now, I want your eyes on me when you come undone on my fat cock” he encased your jaw with his hand, his deep blue eyes chilling you to your bone his wicked smile made you tingle even more, losing yourself on his handsome face. “You are going to come again for me baby?”

“It’s too much” you complained, feeling your puffy pussy weeping, so tender, raw and sensitive you were going to pass out

“Are you going to marry me now?” you kept turning and twisting

“No” it was a negative but you couldn’t hold a moan that came with it, the feeling of his thick cock rubbing against your walls were making you feel insanely good, your eyes were turning to the back of your head, and yet another orgasm was creeping on you and you fleetingly thought you were going to lose it. Your consciousness, your mind, your body, all of it. 

“Really?” but as you almost touched the sky with your hands, he pulled out of you, making you whine in need, looking at him with teary eyes and found his mock face, smiling widely at you. You whined touching his black cardigan, demanding he resumed his thrusts

“No, please” you begged, your fingers sneaking under his wool vest and touching the hot skin of his muscled belly 

“What do you want, you little slut?” he mocked

“please” your hands tried to find his cock, and he laughed in your face, mocking you, “keep doing it” you begged 

“Are you seeing this?” he asked, looking at his men, many of them were touching themselves over their dress pants, many had their cocks out, and were shamelessly masturbating, “This little slut begging is something else” he turned his gaze back at you 

“I’m not a slut” you protested

“That’s right, you are only mine” he entered you again and an inhuman sound left your lips. your walls grabbed him like a vice. And he amazed himself of how much he wanted to cum inside you. Something similar flied through your mind you wanted to cum, but the gaze of all of them on you wouldn’t let you 

“Please Lloyd” you cried, your shame of being watched couldn't let you relax, “I’m marrying you” you promised, begging him with your eyes. his eyes looked in your for any signs of a lie, but couldn’t find any, his thumb caressed your cheek, and then he looked up to the group of men. He stilled his movements, leaving himself seated inside of you 

“Get out” demanded to his men, and they all even looked shocked, that he would draw the line there after all of it, “GET THE FUCK OUT!” He shouted making you wince and they left the room like it was on fire. When the door clicked shut after the last one, he looked down at you, in his eyes where something other than malice and desire, something more… human

“I’m going to make you mine,” he sentenced. “This is where you belong, right under me” his sudden tenderness made you swallow your own words, as he resumed his movements, his eyes never leaving yours, his hands encased your face, keeping you in place gently, “You are mine” you just nodded, “say it” he demanded

“I’m yours” you said lowly 

“You are going to marry me” he said then

“I’m going to marry you” you mumbled, your eyes trying to manifest him that you weren’t lying, you didn’t know if it was the pleasure, or fear 

“You are going to have my babies” he demanded then

“I’m going to have your babies” you confirmed

“I’m going to keep you nice and bred all the fucking time” he growled his wicked smile appearing again as he leaned in and kissed you. 

It was the first time he ever kissed you. His mustache tickled you making you smile against his mouth. and he chuckled darkly, grabbing you by the neck and pushed you until you were against the wood, taking your breath away when he separated himself from you

“I’m going to take care of you” he promised, “say it, believe it”

“You are going to take care of me” you whispered, and he smiled, kissing you again, this time, he didn’t release you and instead he fucked you rougher, faster, the tip of his cocks grazing your special spot every single time, you moaned on his mouth wantonly, needed him, your arms hugged him drawing him more tightly against you. Your legs wrapped around his middle, keeping him even closer to you. not wanting him to let you go. And just like that, your orgasm creeped out on you, your walls tightening around him, strangled his cock inside you. 

“That’s it baby” when he separated himself from you a thin line of saliva still joined your hungry mouths

“Lloyd” you called like a prayer, looking into his eyes

“Fuck!” he yelled, with a last hard thrust he stilled inside you, cumming so hard, hot spurts of him cum painting your walls. “Shit Sunshine” he whined letting himself fall over your. You hugged him tightly against you, like you didn’t want him to separate from you, you didn’t want to let him go. “That’s it Pumpkin, sweet girl” he kissed your forehead, “FUck, I never cummed that hard before, shit” his stormy blue eyes found yours. And as you regained your breaths, you gazed upon one another. He kissed you again. more swiftly but no less powerful

You whined when he took himself off of you. Not liking the emptiness he left 

“Don’t worry honey, I’ll be inside of you soon enough” he said with his gruff voice

You felt his thick seed dripping from your hole and down your thighs. Making you moan, repressing the need to collect it with your fingers, Lloyd did it for you, and then he fed it to you, rubbing his fingers in your mouth, and smiled widely when you licked his fingers, tasting his seed and moaning because of his salty taste

“That’s a good wife” he mocked, he actually helped you with your dress, putting it back in place and helped you on your feet. You whined again when your lack of pantis made you feel his cum dripping down your thighs, staining them

“Lloyd” you cried, but not even knew what you wanted from him, you looked into his eyes and he smiled softly, encasing your face with his hands, and leaned in to kiss you softly

“Mine” he growl against your mouth

“Yours” you confirmed, he lets go off you

“Now I need to talk to the men, so wifey, smile and go make me a nice dinner” he whispered derogatorily in your ear, spanking your ass, encouraging you to leave the office, the men outside smiling knowingly when they saw you, but they bowed with their heads as you passed by them. You were the wife of the boss now. 

You heard the men laugh when they saw you could barely walk out of the study, hearing Lloyd

“Now, you all are going to pledge your allegiance to me” he demanded as you kept walking towards the kitchen to talk to the staff about the new order in the house

He was the boss now. And you were no longer the dutiful daughter, now you were the dutiful wife. 

I've wanted to write about the clit tickler for a while now, and I will do it again! muajaja

You fixed the collar of your dressing shirt as you walked down the stairs, you missed the feeling of the suit against your skin. You got to the first floor of the manor, ready to ask your personal driver to bring your car around. You walked by the home office, knowing Lloyd was there but trying to pass by unnoticed

It didn’t work

“What do you think you’re doing?” you stopped in your tracks to look back at your “husband”, bag and cellphone in hand, stilettos in your feet and dressed in a tailored chanel suit 

“It’s my first day back at work” you explain simply, walking back to him, entering the study. He was accompanied by Ari, August and Bucky, and they all seemed like they just entered an action movie with a bag of popcorn. Lloyd also looked entertained by you, like you were amusing

“You didn’t ask my permission, wife” he growled, his eyes shiny and his face serious for one second to the next. You snickered like he had said the most amusing thing in the world 

“Why would I?” you asked then, raising an eyebrow as you saw his twitch in annoyance 

“You aren’t going back to work” he said firmly

“I don’t have to do anything you tell me to” You said defiantly. He walked towards you, but you stood your ground. “I am the youngest female CEO in the industry and I will go back to my office, I will go back to work” you said firmly. You didn’t back down when he walked towards you until you felt his warm breath in your face. With what you’d only describe as a “shit eating grin” he leaned in until his mustache tickles your ear

“The only work you’re gonna be doing is working your hips up and down my fat cock” he whispered in your ear making you feel goosebumps 

“You are disgusting,” you said back, feeling flustered and embarrassed. Taking steps back to get away from him

“You are my wife now, and you’ll do as I say” he demanded, “Or you want me to fuck you in front of my men again?” he asked, and that’s when you saw red

You grabbed the first thing you can get your hands on, a crystal base and you threw it against the wall right besides Lloyd’s head 

“That was a half a million dollar base” he growled

“That’s what I made in two months, it means nothing to me” you mumbled, and then you walked away from him. He didn’t chase you but somewhat that made you even more nervous. You somehow knew you were going to pay for this.

It was a long drive to the company from your home that was in the outskirts of the city, and while you drove there, you couldn't even imagine what Lloyd was doing

As soon as you walked into one of the biggest buildings in the city, you were received with the news that the board itself had reunited, and was summoning you. Could it be? 

You took the elevator to the very last floor, to the main conference room, and there they were, the board of the company. All old men.

After unpleasant greeting, you stood in front of all of them like you were on trial, and you were

“We have decided to fire you as a CEO of Marvel Co.” said Ross

“On what grounds?” you asked then, your knee shaking under you.

“We fear that you don’t have the best interest of the company at heart, and the majority of the shareholders had decided towards your termination” the mayor shareholder had been your father, which means….

“I'm also a mayor shareholder” you fighted

“This was a unanimous decision” they sentenced

You walked into your office to find Lloyd seated on your desk

“What are you doing here?” you whined, cleaning the tears that threatened to fall 

“I told you” he said dangerously, standing, looking straight at you, “You weren’t going to work anymore”

“So you used your shares to have me fired?” you asked, a single tear finally fell down your cheek, he pouted at you, mockingly

“Don’t cry wifey” he said condescently, “I told you you have enough work at home”

“Fuck you” you snapped, walking towards him and your desk, to grab your things. Today had been the most humiliating day you’d ever had in your life, you tried to concentrate on grabbing your pencils and knick knacks, until you felt him at your back, grabbing your hips. You drop everything when he turned you around to face him, you couldn’t even look him in the eye

“You'll do as I say” he demanded, searching for your gaze but you avoided him. And you felt trapped, not only physically but if you backed down now, he was going to end up controlling every aspect of your life, and you didn’t want that to happen, but also, you didn’t quite know how to stop him 

“What if I don’t want to?” you whispered

“It pretty much ends up like this” he said, pleased with the situation and himself, “what is it with you and desks, uh?” 

“Lloyd wait” you pleaded but he didn’t hear you as he grabbed your ass and made you sit on the edge of the desk, he spread your thighs opening you up for him. The skirt of your suit hunching up around your waist 

“No more waiting” he rasped against your ear as he opened up his fly. He growled when he felt your panties, “What the fuck did I said?” he demanded, looking at you with a look that made you squirm

“No underwear” you muttered, but you couldn’t do it, it was improper, what if somebody saw? you squealed when he ripped your panties in one harsh movement, burning the insides of your thighs

“Bad wife” he was so indignant he almost spat in your mouth, grabbing your jaw making you look into his eyes while he split you open with his fat cock. You whimpered because you weren’t quite prepared, but the pleasure outran the pain making you moan and squirm, unconsciously trying to get out of his hold, but he only grabbed your hip and push you back towards him, impaling you further, making you whimper

“I told you” he threatened, “I’m going to keep you bred all the fucking time” he started pounding into you roghly but slowly, made you feel every inch of his cock. Your eyes rolled to the back of your head as you moaned loudly. You thanked the heavens that the walls of your office were soundproof. “You have enough work at home” he chuckled against your ear

“I don’t want that” you managed to moan, “please”

“Your only work now is to please me, and what please me is to ruin you” he grabbed you by the neck and pushed you down until you were totally against your glass desk, and he over you, looking down at you and drilling into you roughly, moving the desk and everything on it. Pounding into you roughly your skin slapping against his. You felt your orgasm quickly building

“We have to make this quick” he mocked, “Somebody could walk in any second now” you squealed in surprise when you felt his finger finding your clit and rubbing it furiously. YOu whimpered and twisted under him, feeling so overwhelmed by the amazing pleasure, feeling a tension building in your lower belly, and then, you just let go…

You squirted, you had never done that before and you were terrified, open your eyes to look at Lloyd, who, contrary to your believe, was looking like he won the lottery

“Who knew you had this in you wifey” he mocked, he kept pounding into you until he cum, staying deep inside you, cumming deep in your belly.

You had to walk out of your office under the gaze of everyone in there, they all clearly knew what was happening there and you couldn’t help but look down as Lloyd pushed you down the hall with a sad box of your office belongings and his cum dripping down your thighs. 

You get into the black SUV alongside Lloyd, you tried to avoid at all costs, curlining yourself up against the door on the other side

“Are you mad wifey?” he mocked, you only whimpered, wanting to cry, “You’ll see that you’ll find your new job more pleasant and fulfilling” 

“Ok” you just mumbled, not wanting to engage with him leaning into the glass of the car’s door. You felt watched but not only by Lloyd, you looked forward and you saw the stormy look of Ari looking back at you through the rearview mirror. So you cleaned the tears as they left your eyes and tried to look away, feeling embarrassed and watched.

He threw you gently over the bed, you bounced on the mattress, your eyes not leaving his looming form.

“I see that you are having trouble adjusting to your new reality,” he said, taking off his shirt over his head, revealing his toned chest and arms. You looked at him and couldn’t hide the hunger in your eyes. It would be lying if you say you didn’t desired him

“I want to go to work” your protested, at this point you thought you did it only to provoke him further 

“You want to work? I’ll give you work, I’m going to give you my baby to keep you busy” He grabbed your skirt and pull it off of you, he already kidnapped your panties so suddenly you were naked for the waist down, and then he ripped your silk dressing shirt off of you, and then your bra, leaving you naked under him 

“I’m going to stuff you silly” he threatened, “until the only thing in your brain is me and my cum” you moaned spreading your legs for him under his wide smile 

“Lloyd” you called, and that was enough for him to dive into you, he didn't even take his pants off but he did open his fly fast and desperate to have you, to possess you. You brought him towards you kissing him roughly, the anger and hate you felt towards him morphing into lust and desire, and nothing was better than a good hate fuck. 

He entered his digits in your weeping pussy, testing how wet you were and he smiled wickedly at you

“Do you get turn on by your baby daddy degrading you? uh?” you nodded, grinding your hips on his hand, begging for more friction, “You dumb cumslut” his filthy wods made you even more needy and wet

“Yes” you begged, “Only for you daddy” you moaned wantonly, grinding even harder, he fingered you roughly, while his thumb caressed your clit making you shriek in pleasure. “Please”

“Please what?” he mocked

“Please daddy give me your babies” you whined. Almost reaching your climax, he stopped, making you whimper

“You are cumming around my cock” he said, pleased, and waiting no longer he retrieved his fingers to be quickly replaced by his thick cock. He split you open in one long thrust and you wondered if you were ever going to get accustomed to his thick shaft, it was always a stretch, “You are going to drain me?”

“Yes” you moaned when the tip of him reached your cervix. Your eyes turned to the back of your head when he retreaded and thrusted into you again, making you whimper 

“I’m going to fuck my cum deep into your belly” 

“Do it” you invited him, grabbing him by the back of his neck and drawing him back to kiss him. His mustache tickled you and you moaned when you remembered how good it felt when he rubbed you raw with it while he ate your pussy. 

He fucked into you so roughly the bed moved back and forth, the bedframe hitting the wall so hard you thought he wa going to break, and maybe it did, but you wouldn’t know becaue you were so lost in the pelsure of havin hit your g spot over and over again you lost your mind.

“My pretty little cumdump” he growled against your mouth, “are you going to make me a daddy?”

“Yes!” 

“You sure?” 

“Yes please Lloyd” your legs wrapped around his waist trapping him against you

“Fuck!” he screamed, just as you reached your climax he did his, his seed painting your inner walls and warming your womb. He stood still looking down at you. With little lighting his looming figure was scary and intimidating, you felt small trapped under him and between his arms, he was still inside you, and it made you whimper. After a short minutes he retrieved himself from you, the empty and stickiness he left behind mde you whine

“Silly little wife, look at this mess” he cooed, you tried to shrink under his heated gaze, looking at his cum dripping down your weeping hole. “You have to keep it inside you dumb whore” you whined in potest as he pushed back inside you all his seed with his fingers and afterwards he close your legs tightly as a way to keep it inside you 

“It’s too much” you protested, he only smiled wickedly as he could even see a swell in your lower belly, he leaned in, stuffing his dirty fingers in your mouth, you moaned as you sucked on his fingers leaving them clean. He then slapped your fuck out face.

“Look at you” he mocked, pleased with himself, “your brain melted by all that cum” 

“Lloyd” you called, feeling the need for an aftercare, wanted to be held by him, but he only dressed himself, fixing his pants and putting his shirt back on

“I don't want you wearing more suits around the house” he said, mocking, “only skirts and dresses, no underwear” he grabbed you by the jaw and made you look at him, “Is that clear?”

“Yes husband” you muttered, and he was pleased, releasing you

“I have work to do” he threw at you, “I’ll be back and I expect dinner at 8 and set the table for 6” and just like that he left you alone. 

With a lonely whimper you stood up, having trouble walking towards the bathroom but you did. You cleaned yourself up taking a long shower

You looked down at the set table looking for any imperfections. In the manor you had many maids and cooks who did it all for you, but still you made sure everything was perfect. 

Just in time Lloyd entered the dining room, followed by Andy, August, Nick and Steve Rogers

He grabbed you softly by the neck and kissed you as a greeting.

“Hello wife, everything looks great” he purred against your lips

“Thank you” you whispered, smiling softly. You looked at your guests and greeted them as well, just Andy came close to you to give you a short kiss on your cheek

“Marriage looks good on you” he winked and then turned to take his place on the table. Lloyd of course sat at the head, and you on his right side, and the rest sat all around you. 

They started talking about businesses and shipping, you knew that meant drugs and other darker things so you tried not to pay attention, that was until he started talking about overseas cargo

“I don’t know how he did it” Lloyd admitted, and you chuckled because you did knew how your father did it before him, it was a simple but infalible shipping technique. But they all kept quiet and you felt their gaze on you, you looked up at Lloyd scared, and he seemed so angry it made you shiver

“I know how he did it” you explained, and he only raise an eyebrow, “He hid the cargo on barrels of car oil” you whispered, “But now that the DEA knows his hideouts, I would just send it hidden in dust chemicals…” but gasped in surprise when Lloyd grabbed you by the neck 

“You wanna work now sweetheart?” he squeezed lightly, clearly upset that you undermined him in front of his men, “Wanna warm my cock for our friends to see?” he asked then, but you shook your head rapidly, looking down at the table

“No husband, m’sorry” you mumbled, and he made a pleased sound looking at the others like he showed them a trick his pet just executed perfectly. 

“Silly little wife, are you even pregnant yet?” he asked then, kept teasing you, “She drained my cock twice today already” he told the rest, “Let's both stick to what we are good at, right Angel?”

“Yes, sorry” you muttered, and he released you. You felt the heated gaze of the rest of the men on the table, but chose to ignore it. You knew he was going to be more angry if you just walked out in the middle of dinner, so you just lowered your gaze and played with your food in silence, playing deaf to his snickers and filthy comments on you.

After finishing dessert, Lloyd invited them to the library, where it was custom to drink whiskey and smoke cigars, and you weren’t invited. They all smiled wickedly at you and left you, Lloyd didn’t move, he leaned into you tickling his mustache on your cheek

“Com’ere” he purred. You looked at him scared of him, sitting back at his chair, and patting his thighs, he wanted you to sit on your lap. But before you could, he opened his fly and took out his hard cock, pumping himself lazyly, waiting for you

“Your friends are waiting” you whispered, but he only smiled

“Now, wifey” In a second he made you sat on his lap, with your skirt hunched around your waist and pleased discovering you weren’t wearing any underwear just like he told you to

“Lloyd” you cried, not being able to see him, giving your back to him made it even more enticing as you felt the tip of his fat cock searching your entrance, rubbing itself between your folds. 

He placed it on your entrance and then grabbed your hips, making you impale yourself on him, whimpering as you did. You couldn’t hide your moan, and frankly, you didn’t care who might hear it

“I know this turns you on” he growled in your ear, enticing you to move your hips faster, “admit it turns you on to be my housewife” he pushed his hips forwards impaling you, and grabbing your hips making you stay like that, with him deep inside you. You just moaned, wanting to keep riding him. “Say it”

“I like it” you admitted, with all the sorrow of your independent heart, “I do like it” you leaned back until your back was all against his chest and your head against his shoulder you drop a lazy kiss on his cheek due to the angle and he only chuckled

“That’s my wifey” he said, pleased, moving your hips again on top of him. You placed your feet on the ground to have leverage and he moved his hand to place it in your lower belly. He pushed gently, feeling himself deep inside your belly

“Do you feel that?” he asked against your ear. You just managed to moan as you searched for your climax, fucking yourself in him, riding him roughly. Wet sounds filled the room as you grew desperte feeling the climax built inside you 

“I’m going to fuck you dumb into my perfect little wife and mommy” 

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Jacaerys couldn't let it slide, not anymore

It had been years and years of humiliations, mockings, despective looks, whispered insults towards him and his brothers, it had been too much

He thought that coming back to King's Landing was going to be different, he had grown up, he was a man now, but as soon as he took a step out of the carriage, and there was no one there to receive them, he knew that nothing had changed, not a single things

People still looked at him and whispered Strong

His uncle had mocked him in front of his entire family, for fun, to rub in his face how flimsy his claim to the throne was.

He had had enough

If Aemond Targaryen thought he could humiliate him, he was going to humiliate him right back, hit it where it hurts the most. And what hurt the most was...

His dear mother

Alicent treatment of his mother Rhaenyra always bothered Jace, she had denied him of marrying Helaena, and she was constantly trying to pin the King against them.

She believed herself so high and mighty with her worshipping the seven, and being so pious, acting as Queen regent, deciding the succession of Driftmark

But he knew

When Aemond left the room angry after he punched him in the face, the Queen had come to him, she placed her small hand in his arm and looked at him sympathetically

"I'm very sorry Jace", she whispered, "I shall talk to Aemond", she assured him, and then she squeezed his thick arm, his muscled arm, of years of training with the sword.

He could see the Queen's pupils enlarging as her fingers traced the shape of his arm, and then she released him. It was one of Jace's most intimate secrets, that when he started the need to touch himself as a young man, Alicent is the one he thought about when self pleasing... but nobody knew that, that was in the darkest corners of his mind. Until tonight

He loved his grandfather, but he couldn't imagine what that poor woman had been going trough, nobody to keep her company at night...

It was perfect really...

So when the castle slept, he used the secret passageways from his rooms, and followed them to the Royal chambers.

He was no longer a boy, he was a man, the pleasure house in Dragonstone and every worker in it could bauch for it, he thought with a smile, as he felt his cock enlarging in his trousers as he walked towards the room he knew perfectly were it was

A few taps and he managed to know how to open it, and just like that he sneaked into the Queen's chambers, she found her seated in the bed, her sleep had always been light

"Jacaerys?", asked Alicent, recognizing him immediately, covering her flimsy nightdress with the pristine white sheets, "what are you doing here?"

"There is something I wanted to talk with you"

"This is improper", she whined, "Leave, or I will scream", she warned, and he only smirked

"I'll make you scream", he warned

"What are you doing here?", she repeated the question, as he neared the bed, but he wasn't interested in telling her, he wanted to show her, so when she was going to open her mouth to scream as promised, he quickly placed his big hand over her mouth

"I'm not going to hurt you", he said gently, his soft demeanor and voice make Alicent believe he was telling the truth, "I just want something from you, and for you"

Alicent barely nodded, and he retrieved his hand

"Jace, you need to leave", she whined, with her big eyes opened in surprise, Jace thought she always looked like she was about to cry, he was going to give her a reason to cry... of pleasure

"Not before I give something to you", he said.

Alicent had drank a cup or two... or five, of wine, and those cups made her think that this was a dream, that Jace couldn't possibly be standing by her bed, leaning into her, and his eyes... they were just like Rhaenyra's

"What do you want to give to me at this late hour?", she asked innocently, and Jace smirked. As was going to say something else, Jace took the opportunity to lean in and trap her lips with his, he didn't want to hear anything coming from her mouth but screams of pleasure.

He smiled against her mouth when he felt her answering to the kiss, so he took the oportunity to climb on the bed and straddle her smaller form underneath him

"Jacaerys1", she said loudly as she released herself from his kiss, but it was too late, he was in her bed.

"You must be so lonely", he said, his hand went to her neck, to grab it gently but teasingly, letting her know that he was the one in control

"You need to leave", she whined

"I need to fuck you, that is what I need", he said huskily, and he was so amazed that he was getting away with this

Alicent was going to struck him, but he catch her wrist easily, and entrapped it with one of his hands and her other wrist.

"I think you are so bitchy all the time because you had never gotten a good fuck", he said roughly, making her wince, "but I'm here"

"I'm going to tell your mother...", she warned

"Please do", he mocked, and he pounced at her again, trapping her mouth into his, and this time, Alicent had convinced herself that this was a dream, and she better enjoy it, she could ask for the God's forgiveness in the morning

"You are so fucking hot", whine Jace as he left her mouth and descended down to nibble at her jaw, "you deserve to be fucked rough", he said, reaching her neck, a sucking on her pulse joint, making her draw the first of many moans.

It was a quiet one, almost a whisper, but Jace's cock twitches in his linen pants and Alicent whimpered when she felt it in her belly

"Jacaerys, this is wrong", she pleaded, already lost in her touches

"I know", he said back, with the hand that was not grabbing the Queen's wrists, he pushed her down, back into the matress, her beautiful hair displayed all over the white pillow

Only a couple of kisses and nibbles and he had her panting underneath him, so needy, so horny, Jace chuckled darkly, and let her know

"So needy for a good fuck are you?", she even nodded slightly, "I'm going to give that to you"

He ripped her night shirt off of her, releasing her gorgeous body to his eyes.

The tight dresses she wore left little to the imagination, but Jace could have never foresee that Allcent's body was one of the sexiest he had ever seen... so curvy, full breasts, soft skin. His mouth watered at the sight, he grabbed her generous, soft thighs and parted them, revealing to him her pussy.

He smirked when he saw how wet she was, all for him.

It was true, her pious, devote self was just a front, behind it, she had needs like everybody else.

He grabbed her by the hips, and one of his hands didn't take to long to reach her pussy. Alicent whined, one of her hand grabbed his wrist, but didn't attempt to remove him, as he explored her folds teasingly, barely touching with the tip of his fingers, he wanted to know if she wanted this as much as he did.

When she moved the hips searching for his touch, he chuckled darkly

"I fucking knew it", he sank two fingers inside her wet cunt, and she moaned loudly when she felt them intruding inside of her

"Jacaerys!", she complained, but he made her shut up when he bend his fingers. Alicent's hands were restless, so they went to her own breasts, she squeezed them tightly, needing something to hold on to.

He kept fingering her, searching inside of her for that weak spot he learned was inside every woman, and when he found it, when her cunt squeezed his fingers and she drew a high pitch moan, he exploit it, concentrating all his movements in that area, twitching his fingers, rubbing that spot, and that is all it took to have Alicent Hightower twisting and moaning like a common whore underneath him

He drew a orgasm from her before he released her to get rid of his own clothes.

Now naked before her panting form, Jace pounced on top on her, her mouth taking one of her nipples, his other hand started torturing the other, and his free hand went again to finger her soaked pussy.

"Jace, please", she moaned,

"What?", he teased, you want my cock?"

Jace separated himself from her and she looked down and gasped

He was big, long and thick, veiny. Jace smiled wickedly, he knew his cock was massive, he took pride in it.

He took his fingers off of her, licking them clean of her arousal

"Jace", she called

"Shut it, Criston is probably hearing how you are moaning like a whore", she whined when she realised this, but she stopped caring at once when Jace took his cock to her entrance, taunting her, rubbing her clit with the tip.

The mocking didn't last long, not because he didn't want to tease her, but because he needed to fuck her so much, so he left it anchored in her entrance, then he grabbed her hips, and entered her slowly, but relentlesly

"Fuck!"

"Ah!", Alicent moaned loudly when he finally entered her, her walls squeezed him so tightly, like a fist, Jace cursed and took all of his strength not to come right there. He took some soft thrusts, testing the waters, and her cunt, even though was tight as a fist, received him whole. And that was all Jace needed.

He took himself out, and Alicent whined in complaint

"Be patient", he warned, he grabbed her roughly, threw her on the other side of the bed, face down in the mattress.

Jace marveled at the sight of her ass, and he came out with a dark idea.

He grabbed her by the hips and raised them until she folded her legs underneath her, her soaked pussy and ass in display for him

"We can't forget thegol of all of this, can't we?", he said teasingly, he grabbed his cock and rubbed it againsst her slippery folds, making her whine

"What is it?", she managed to ask, truly concerned

"This is a punishment", he said, Alicent looked at him over her shoulder, wide-eyed, "you had been so bitchy with my mother and brothers, you deserve to be punished", he said, and she whimpered, wanting to get out of his grasp, but it was too late, he impaled her on his massive cock, and she moaned like a whore in the street of silk.

Jace chuckled as he grabbed Alicent's ass roughly, this was her punishment, his right hand separated itself from her soft flesh, only to descend again in a cruel slap, that had Alicent crying out in pain but more so in pleasure

"Jacaerys!", she whined

"Yes, say my name", he groaned with greeted teeth, and he slapped her again, hard, starting to leave a red handprint on her perfect ass

He was buried to the hilt within her, but soon he felt the need to move, he kept slapping her, but more sloppily since he also started thrusting in and out of her.

Soon he couldn't focus anymore, her pussy felt so good and it was so tight, he only grabbed her, her hips, hoping they will bruise, and he started fucking her roughly, her ass slapping against his groin, her moans louder and louder each time, as she didn't even wanted to hide them in the mattress anymore.

"Tell me how good it feels", he demanded, slapping her again, her skin jiggled underneath his palm, and he moaned wantonly, wanting to be buried inside of her forever

"So- mmm so good", she moaned, moving on her own according, impaling herself on Jace, he even stopped moving, so she could fuck herself on his massive cock

"Fuck, you are just a little whore aren't you?", he mocked, watching her round ass bouncing on him

"Yes!", she admitted, taking her own pleasure for herself, "I am, please!", she begged, and that is all it took for Jace to grab her again and thrust so hard into her the moved moved underneath them, "I'm going to come Jacaerys", she moaned

And who was Jace to deprive her of that?

So he fucked her even rougher

The bed threaten to brake underneath them, Jace grabbed a fistful of hair of Alicent and made her face resurface from the sheets, his other hand went to one of her breasts, grabbing it, squeezing it

"Jace, oh, yes, fuck, please!", she screamed bloody murder when she came on jace's cock, making a mess of it, her arousal dripping down into the shits underneath

"Fuck, that's it", he growled, feeling her cunt squeezing him for all he was worth

He didn't last much longer, he threw her cruely back to the bed, he grabbed her hips and thrusted hard into her.

And he cummed deep in her womb

They both fell into the bed, he on top of her, both panting, recuperating their breaths, Jace still inside of her

"Oh, what did we do?", she whined, covering her face, thinking about the repercussions of what they had done

"You mean, what are we doing?", he said darkly, and she winced when she felt his cock twitch inside of her, "this isn't over" he threatened, grabbing her by the back of her neck, "there are years of crap you need to make up for"

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You could have sworn Ben was scared at some point at the 24th hour mark… you thought you saw fear in his eyes when the doctors said that this was taking too long and you wouldn’t be able to “take it” anymore.

But you were a sup, and stronger than you looked, so you pulled through… 12 hours later you heard a cry, cheers from the nurses and doctors, and someone saying near your ear

“Congratulations! it’s a beautiful baby girl” she muttered. Oh you were so happy, a little girl! your body immediately relaxed and you felt so calm. You felt her faint cries while they cleaned her and cut the cord

Soon she was in your arms, and everyone left the room to leave your small family alone. Ben showed up in your eyesight as he looked at the two of you with a weird look on his face. You looked down to see your baby girl already falling asleep in your arms

“What should we name her?” you asked him, but he didn’t answer, he didn’t move. So you reached out and grabbed his wrist tightly, in ona long second all his thoughts and feelings came rushing to you. “You are disappointed” you muttered, feeling so tired and defeated you couldn’t stop the bitter tears that fell off your eyes

“No honey, I just…” he said quickly, but his face said otherwise

“You preferred a boy” you whispered looking down at your beautiful daughter curled up against your chest

“No…” but his thoughts didn’t lie

“Well… is not my fault” he took a step back releasing from your grasp and hiding from your power, he seemed like he wanted to argue with you about that statement, but stopped at the last minute. “If you are so disappointed you can just leave” you spurted out

“No, baby…”

“Leave” you demanded, choking out a cry, and since he was an expert in flying from conflict, he did leave the room, breaking your heart in the process

Your worst dreams came true because he could do whatever the hell he wanted with you and you wouldn’t be able to stop him.

The nurse that came in next looked sad when she saw you crying, and grabbed your baby girl from your arms and left it in the crib right next to you

“Look sweetheart, The Berau sent me” she said warmly, and you just nodded, knowing the drill, they were always watching you, “You do not, under any circumstances let this baby out of your sight, ok?” you nodded, “The hospital nor doctors no nurse has the rights to take this baby from the room without your permission, no matter what shit excuse they give you, ok?” you nodded again, scared again for her safety, “I just needed to say this to you, I already told your husband”

“Thank you”

“You need to rest” she said warmly, “I gave you some of the good stuff” she signaled the bag and the IV plucked into your arm. You giggled

“Thanks” with your baby sleeping right next to you you felt asleep quickly, content with feeling your body already healing for the excruciating 36 hour workout you just pulled 

Ben sat outside your room he almost fell asleep seated on that uncomfortable plastic chair, then the nurse came out of the room with a shy smile

“They are both sleep, you must be so happy” she said sweetly

“I am” he said with his grave voice, his eyes scanning this siren's body up and down, she was HOT…. NO. he told himself, you are married asshole, your wife just spend 36 hours pushing your baby out of her 

No other women, no drugs, no whoring, you barely let him grab a drink… You nagged him all the time but gods if he loved you. He adored you and taking you for himself was the best thing he had ever done. 

You made everything better

You made his horrible memories from the Russians disappear

You made him being monogamous and drug free and he loved it

You gave him a beautiful and strong baby boy, and now a little girl

And now you were crying alone in your room because he prefered to have another boy thana  little girl

Maybe he felt guilty, maybe he was scared of having a girl because he treated women so poorly in his life, his own daughter was going to see right through that, he did force her own mother to marry him… how the hell was he going to explain that?

He looked at both ends of the hallway with squinted eyes, he knew if Vought got wind of this they were going to be stopping by. He could feel his blood boiling at the thought of them getting his dirty hands on you or his babies. He would die before he let them get to you.  

He stopped his dark thoughts when he heard his daughter cry inside the room, without a second thought he jumped and got inside the room 

You were sleeping soundly, the pain and tiredness still present on your face, and your newborn daughter crying her little lungs out. 

With a little hesitation he walked towards the crib

“You should let your mother rest,” he said, like she could understand him, but she wouldn’t stop crying, so remembering everything from his son's first months of life, he grabbed her gently, taking special care in holding her head. As she felt his strong arms she stopped crying, and he looked your way to make sure you were still resting, and you were, you must have been so tired. 

Ben looked at his newborn daughter to find her looking back at him, with those ghostly eyes that seemed blue, but he knew that was going to wash off in a couple of months, but still…

“Hey, don’t look at me like that” he chastised. She draw some small noises and he visibly relaxed when he looked at her more closely 

He didn’t feel the same as when his son was born, when he came into this world he was excited, proud, with his chest filled with arrogance, but now, holding his daughter he felt… he felt scared. 

Scared he was going to drop her, or crush her between his strong hands. Scared that he was going to hurt her in any way. She was so innocent, so small.

”You look like your beautiful mother” he said like he was blaming her for something, “I don’t care if you are a girl, ok?” he muttered, “You are still training, becoming a sup just like your father and mother you hear me? no special treatment” she just kept looking at him, and his resolve just crumbled. That fear was overcome with an immense need, a need to protect his daughter so fiercely, he had never felt anything like it, he would burn the entire world to the ground for her 

“Ok maybe a little special treatment” he whispered leaning in to kiss her forehead, “Only maybe, ok?” he kept looking at her face with the faint lights from outside, she was so cute. 

“I mean look at your face cmon” he growled, “I’ve never been able to resist some doe eyes and a pretty face, haven’t I? Fuck” he admired his daughter in his arms and smiled warmly’ “only one look and you got your old man grabbed by the balls, uh? Is that how it is going to be?” The baby girl seemed to nod, just moving her head randomly and that was enough for Ben to chuckle, seeing himself on his daughter so clearly it warmed his heart

The baby just look at his fathers face and babbled something incoherent, she was a newborn after all, “I’m going to fuck up everyone that tries to hurt you, my princess” he whispered sweetly as he cuddled her against his chest, “no poor fucker is ever going to be good enough for my baby girl”

He recalled a jackass from a show you made him watch. He stated that a girl can always be the light on her father’s life, and he believed it to be true just by holding his little girl

“Now how should we name you, uh?” 

This is it, the final fight. Butcher and Soldier Boy were getting ready to storm the tower, the final battle against Homelander where they knew they were going to win. Sharing stories about their childhoods and their crappy dads.

“I always wanted them, kids I mean, I've always thought I could do a better job than my father ever did” Butcher saw the plan he carefully and dangerously crafted crumble into pieces in front of his eyes

“Homelander is not your son” he said carefully

“He is the only thing I have”

“You can have more kids” he said then, “I know you like old bags, but you can still choose a young one, I don’t care, but he… has to go” Ben looked at him with with furrowed brow

“The young girls these days don’t want to form families, that’s what that cum-eating little shit told me”

“Well, yeah but you are a handsome devil, I know you can figure it out” he uttered hopefully

“Well, yeah, homelander is a piece of shit anyways, so fuck him” Butcher signed relieved

“That my boy”

“I could convince that girl to give me a couple of babies, I mean, she is sweet like that”

“Who?”

“The sweet one… the one on your team, the one with the telekinesis thing”

“(Y/N)?” he asked, it was Butcher´s turn to frown, “I don’t think she is your speed”

“I’ll make her my speed” he said firmly, and that’s when they both look at eachother, definitely

“That’s not how we do things with the ladies” he said carefully, “We ain’t in the 40’s no more” he growled. Ben only smirked

“So now you are telling me I can’t have her either?” 

“Only if she wants to” he reminded him 

“Turn a blind eye, convince everyone we are dead, and I'll waste my own son for you” 

“They are going to hate me if they found out I gave her to you like some sort of stuffed animal in a carnival”

“That’s the part where you convince them we are dead” he said simply, “You want me to fry Homelander? My own son? You’ll let me take her” Butcher looked at him

“But she can never tell anyone what happened” he warned 

“I’ll take care of that” he said simply, “You just think there is going to be one less Sup you need to worry about” 

“Good riddance then”

“You two are sick” Maeve muttered, and they both froze when they saw the redhead standing in the doorway of the room

“Oh, we getting sentimental love?” mocked Butcher, “She is just going to be collateral damage, we kill the bastard, whatever it takes” 

“And what are you going to do to her you sick fuck?” she asked then 

“You don’t worry your little head about that” muttered Butcher

“She doesn’t deserve this, she is actually a decent person”

“You heard the man, he won’t waste Homelander if we don’t let him take her, so that’s it” Maeve went quiet, sharing dirty looks with Soldier Boy, the man just smiled

“I’m not gonna hurt her” he said simply, “I’m just gonna turn her into what any decent girl should be, make an honest woman out of her” 

“This is so wrong” she whispered, but said nothing more as the three prepared to storm the tower

“They already have a huge startpoint” muttered Hughie

“We still have to try”, said Annie decisively 

“Agree” you muttered, looking up at Frenchie, Kimiko and MM, “we all know what we are up against, right?”

“Soldier Boy and Homelander won’t walk out of that tower” muttered MM, “whatever it takes”

“Whatever it takes” you all agreed

The plan was simple, Frenchie and Kimiko would go for the nerve gas to stop Soldier Boy while you all gained time and try to stop them. Hughie was to the control room to warn everyone as you and Annie ran in front of MM to protect him of whatever lies in front of you through the halls of Vought tower 

But when you got to them… it was already late. You couldn’t even walk through the doors of the news study when a huge blast threw you backwards. You flew through the air feeling as the air was punched out of your lungs and you collapse against a marble pillar, losing all consciousness 

. . .

When you came to your senses again, your head weighed a ton, and you had to make a huge effort to open your eyes. You took in the room, you were laid on a King size bed, and the room looked cozy, with a fireplace and all, a little outdated, like from the 80’s, but it was a very comfortable looking room. You took your hands towards your face and they both looked fine, you drew out your push wave and it still worked, your powers were ok, not fried out

“Oh good, I was scared I fried your powers” you grunted a little more when you recognized the men behind the words, “I wouldn't want you to lose them”

“Ben?” you called, finding him entering the room you were in, he smiled when he heard you calling him that, this is exactly what he wanted from you, his real name being moaned from those lips he liked so much, “What happened?” you murmured, “You used the radiation against us?” you seemed hurt, you sounded scared, and he didn't like that

“You tried to stop us from smoking Homelander” he explained simply, not denying it 

“Is everyone else ok?” you asked, “Annie and MM? Frenchie and Kimiko?” he sigh loudly, impatient, not wanting to have to explain to you, he didn’t care about them, he cared about you

“I don’t know, they were breathing when I left”

“You fried us up” you frowned your pretty little face and he didn’t understand why this was so hard for you to understand. Your eyes stopped at the TV, which was broadcasting the lastest news… Homelander was DEAD

“WHAT?” you said urgently, seeing the entire Vought tower completely destroyed, “What the fuck hapened?”

“Sweet things like you don’t talk like that” he whispered with that husky voice of his

“Ben… what happened?” you asked, softly, to appease him

“I complied with my part of the deal, I wasted Homelander” even if he clearly won, he looked defeated, “Homelander, what kind of shitty name that is anyways?” Even though this is what you all wanted, it felt wrong to celebrate the death of a human being, even though it was a Supe-supremacist psychotic piece of shit like him, still… celebrating a man’s death wasn’t right

“Is everyone ok?”

“I think so, I really didn’t care, I only cared about you” you felt your cheeks flush at his words and then he flashed you a poster boy smile. To distract yourself, you looked around. If the outside was any indication, you seemed to be in some sort of cabin

“Ben?” you asked, suddenly scared, your super hearing wouldn’t let you hear anything else but his breathing and the birds outside chirping, no cars, no other people, nothing. He raised from his seat on a small sofa and sat right next to you on the bed. His closeness made you uncomfortable

“Yes, sweet thing?” he purred, and you understand why he got laid everywhere he went, he had to only speak with that thick voice and all the panties in the room would drop

“Where are we?” Softly and gently was the way to go with him, you looked into his beautiful green eyes looking for the truth and the truth only, he smiled softly and tucked a loose strand of hair behind your ea, the contact of his gloved hands made you trembled in your spot

“We are in a cabin Legend gifted me after our first gig together, the old thing is still standing” 

“But why? Where are the others?”

“Around, why do you care so much?” he asked, annoyed, “I’m here” 

“But you had a huge fight, and Homelander is finally dead, and I… he was the most powerful man alive, I mean, I just want to know…”

“Everyone is ok” he said with a sigh, probably the others were covering your tracks, I mean, you just wasted Homelander and Vought probably had tapes about all of you doing so… so now you were fugitives again, and you had to lay low, if the other were ok it was all going to be fine. 

“Except for Noir, Homelander got to him before I could”

“Noir is also dead?” you asked, feeling bad for the ninja, you actually like him and your time in the tower and the times you spent with him had been very pleasant. But to Soldier Boy not too much since he was your worry his face turned in anger

“He was a traitor who gave me away to the Russians” he growled, “He is lucky Homelander got to him and not me”

“I’m sorry for what he did to you, but to me he was always… polite” you whispered 

“Let’s just not talk about that traitor fucker, a walking tumor” his tone made you frightful, so you just looked down scaping his gaze

“I’m sorry you had to be the one to kill Homelander” you muttered, “Hughie told us, that he was…”

“My own son” you looked back at him and it scared you he didn’t seem remorseful, or that he didn't show any emotion at all, “I didn’t get to raise him, he was a weak little pussy”

“I'm sorry about that” you whispered, “He wasn’t a good person”

“It doesn’t matter, I have a second chance” he muttered, he leaned in and before you could stop him he trapped your lips with his. He kisses you slowly. At first you are so impressed you couldn’t react until he tried to pry your lips open with his tongue. You pushed him but accidentally used your powers. Even when it barely move him, not being able to throw him off the bed 

“You are a little firecracker, did you know that?” he asked, amused by your outburst

“No” you whispered, he leaned in again to kiss you roughly, and you felt limb against his arms and chest as you return the kiss

He might be traumatized, he might have been an asshole, but he was hot as hell. He was one of the most handsome guy you had ever met and in a fraction of a second you thought about even if you fuck him, it wouldn’t mean anything but a good time, he was going to pretend nothing happened by tomorrow, so what’s the harm?

His hand went to encase your face against him, and you in turn grabbed his chestnut hair, playing with it with your fingers. His hands soon left your face to go down your neck to squeeze your breasts, as he groaned, pleased against your mouth

“Fuck” he whispered when he left your mouth to drop open mouth kissed down your chin and then devouring your neck, “You are a little slut, aren’t you?”

“No” you whispered, “I just want to fuck you” you said simply, your hands travelling down his body and then up against agains’t his skin until you reached his chest. He chuckled, his husky voice made your panties more wet if that was even possible. He slowly eased you down against the mattress, while he got rid of the blankets that were still covering you, so he could lay next to you. He was wearing some cotton pants and a simple shirt, and even though it would be to even hotter to fuck him while he was wearing his suit, this worked just fine. 

You moaned, losing all shame when he sucked on a special spot in your neck, and you spread your legs instinctively. You barely realized you weren’t wearing your super suit, you were wearing a plain t-shirt and cotton leggings just like him, which he ripped from your quivering body when he realized you had spread your legs for him 

He wastes no time in trapping you under him once he gets rid of your underwear. He opened up your thighs, your sex exposed to him, admiring your wet pussy. You wanted to be even so you, in turn, ripped to shreds his clothes as well, and to your surprise, his ock jumped free, missing the underwear

“God I love the new age” he purred, you squeezed his thick cock, moaning when you couldn’t completely wrap your hand around his thick range, he was going to rip you apart if he wasn’t careful, which you were sure he wasn’t going to be. His thick finger danced teasingly trough your folds, testing you, tasting how wet you were, because you were dripping for him

“I’ve never been the one much for foreplay” he murmured, you just nodded, wanting him inside you, “Hell, we have time later for some pussy tasting” the tip of his cock replaced his fingers, and you opened more your legs for him to be able to place himself comfortably between your legs, as he started to open you up with his thick cock. 

“Oh shit” you cursed, closing your eyes, your hands laced under your knee to keep your legs open for him. The stretch burned, but if felt so good you could kill him if he ever stopped. 

In a rough push he was completely seated inside of you, making you groan, uncomfortable because of his huge size, needing time to get accustomed to him, but fuck, you had never felt so full, and he touched all the right places inside of you, places you didn’t thik even existed

“Fuck you are tight” he cursed under his breath

“You are too big” you complained, but he only smiled, retrieving himself and then pushing into you roughly, the tip of his cock touching your cervix, making you scream in surprise

“Are you ok?” he smirked, and you just nodded, playfully grabbing his ass, encouraging to start thrusting into you, which he did. Soon he started at a rough pace, the mattress making you bounce off the force. 

You grabbed him by the back of his neck and drew him towards you to kiss him deeply. He chuckled darkly against your mouth when he read your intentions

“You are a sweet girl who likes to make sweet lovin’ aren’t you?” you nodded shamefully, like it was a bad thing, but he looked down at you with a glimmer in his eyes that made you rethink everything you knew about him. 

His thrusts where deep and calculating, almost methodical as he kept pounding into you, the tip of his cock kissing your cervix every time

“Shit!” you cursed as your eyes turned to the back of your head from the pleasure, the knot in your belly kept getting tighter and tighter 

“Fuck I feel your little pussy fisting my cock” he purred against you temple. With a wide smile, and using all the force you had, you managed to switch positions, getting him under you, much to his surprised when you placed your hands in his chest and started moving your hips teasingly, finding the perfect angle his cock would touch that sweet spot inside of you, oh and when you did, plus him grabbing your tits and squeezing them, made you cum so hard your thighs trembled at his sides. He grabbed your hips, taking control again and he started moving you roughly on top of him. You navigated your orgasm that lasted longer that you could handle, making you wanted to faint on top of the superhero

“Did you make yourself cum on my fat cock?” he mocked thrusting his hips up to meet you, making such a sloppy sound it was straight up filthy. “Answer me” he demanded, spanking your ass

“Yes I made myself cum on your cock” you confessed full of shame. Oh and you prayed the others weren’t at earshot, this was going to be very hard to explain

“Fuck, you are so tight you are going to make me cum” he admitted, fucking you even roughly, grabbing the globes of your ass, making you bounce up and down his cock for his pelasure, chasing his clímax 

What he didn’t expect was to draw another orgasm from you while he pumped you full of his come. Secretly, he hopes it sticks the very first time, as he made sure to press you against him for his cum to reach your womb if it had to 

He cum inside you, you felt it deep in your womb and you whined, feeling so good and warm. You weren’t on any birth control, but you guessed you could buy some plan b tomorrow, and slapped yourself mentally for being so careless

“That was one of the bst fucks of my life” you looked at him like he had three heads at his admission.

“Good to know, I thought you were some sort of manwhore” you giggled, and he laughed heartily 

“I am” he admitted, caressing your hips, while you were still on top of him

“It’s ok if I cuddle?” you asked dumbly, you liked to cuddle but you weren’t sure he wanted that, and if the others were going to come back soon 

“Of course sweetheart” he said with a chuckle, as he trapped you down his arm and against his chest sliding his softening cock off of you, making you whimper in the process. 

You relaxed cuddling into him, you laid against Ben’s chest, caressing his soft skin. He chuckled when he heard you purr, content against him.

“Aren’t you a sweet one?” he chuckled, caressing your naked shoulder and down your back, “you are a powerful superhero, and a mynx in the sack” he laughed, and you giggled against his skin, “Fuck I like those powers of yours too, I really hope our kids will inherit them”

“Our kids?” you asked, curious, raising your head to look at him, “what do you mean?” If he was him flirting he sucked at it

“The kids we are going to have together silly girl” you would have laughed at his poor attempt at flirting if you didn’t believe it was real. You wanted to cry

“Ben… where are we?” you asked again, a single tear falling down your eye

“I told you, my cabin”

“The others are not around, are they?” you wanted to climb out of bed, but he grabbed you and made you stick to him with a grunt

“We were having such a good time sweetheart, don’t ruin it” his voice was calm but he hid a threat in them, so you stood still against him again. “In exchange of me killing my own son, Butcher promised me he wasn’t going to get in the way of me taking you for myself”

“No” you cried, “He is an asshole of massive proportions but he wouldn’t do that” you muttered, “Besides the rest of them, the boys wouldn't…”

“They think we are dead” he said simply, “I had to destroy the entire tower to make sure our story sticked” you whimpered in fear, knowing perfectly well you would never be able to fight him off

“Why me?” you asked then 

“Who better than you to give the kids I always wanted?” he asked in return, and you whimpered some more as bitter tear ran down your cheeks and to his chest 

“We’d be terrible parents” you cried

“That’s not true” he said, angry, “You are sweet, and good and hot as hell, I mean, look at that ass” you whimpered some more, maybe referring to him.

“I will raise them right, like strong men',' and with his iron grip around you you just managed to curl more into yourself. 

2 years later…

Your husband, Ben, sat at the head of the table with your one year old bouncing on his leg. The baby, your son, giggled and showed him his one tooth he had to his father proudly as he smiled. That made your heart swell. It’s been a rough couple of years and you understood that what lies ahead, meaning the fact of raising your kids with Soldier Boy, was going to be challenging to say the least, but one thing you understood after so many times you tried to call someone or get help, there was no getting rid of him, so you had to stick around, you couldn’t leave your children, specially with HIM

“He is a handsome little devil, isn’t he?” he admired. Your son, Henry, he was big for his age, and chubby, healthy and strong like his father, who looked at you when you put the dinner right in front of him. He smiled at you and placed his hand on your 8 month baby bump. He wasted no time in putting another baby inside of you as soon as you recuperated from having the first one… And he was going to do it again…

“We make cute babies” you offered with a smile

“And strong ones as well” he said proudly, “These little shits are going to rule the world some day” he muttered. He rose his son in his arms and cuddle him against his chest, sometimes you wondered if he was going to be a good role model when he grows, you then look down at your belly, praying that it was a boy as well, you knew how old school he was, but you also thought a girl would melt his cold heart.

Your son hid his chubby face on his father´s neck, and that made you believe everything was going to be fine. 

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“Yer jalan atthirari anni (moon of my life)” Jake whispered in your ear as he kissed your temple and wrapped his arms around your shoulders from behind. You stopped looking at your reflection to look at your boyfriend

“Babe you learned how to say it!” you celebrated, smiling at the reflection, grabbing his arms caressing his arms with the tip of your fingers, “Yer shekh ma shieraki (my sun and stars),” you answered, he smiled just as brightly as you

“Geek!” he mocked, and released you from his hold as you giggled

“Yeri Vosecchi” you said, dramatically, “Yeri vadrivoe” he laughed loudly as he returned to you, grabbing your sides and drawing you to him . He kissed you again, in a way you knew you weren't going to get out of the room.

Suddenly and in a wink, you were on the bed with your boyfriend on top of you

“You have to go to your soccer practice” you moaned, when he left your lips to draw kisses and nibbles down your jaw and going for your neck

“They won’t mind when I tell em’ the reason I’m late is because I got caught between your thighs” he removed your cotton pajama pants, and you let him, there was something about mornings with your boyfriend that always had you so horny, but before you let him indulge in you, you looked at the window, where the sun shined brightly, illuminating the room and you both in heavy detail

“Let’s close the curtains” you begged, grabbing his shoulders, stopping him

“But then I won’t be able to see you” he said, surprised, you just smiled at him, embarrassed. You have had sex with Jake multiple times, but you still navigating how comfortable you were with him seeing you, like, really really seeing you. He hadn't noticed but you always let him go down on you when there was little or no light at all. His movements halted when he took your pants off, waiting for you

“I’m a little embarrassed” you muttered

“Why?” he looked hurt, like you didn’t trust him. You closed your legs, in a way of protecting yourself from his gaze

“My thighs” you said, like it was obvious

“What about them?” he asked, placing his big hands over your knees

“They have, stretch marks and they are too thick” you explained

“I love your thighs” he said, smiling widely, “And I love your stretch marks, you look like the hottest, coolest tiger ever, and I LOVE…” he pushed your knees opening you for him, “YOUR FREAKING THIGHS” He growled like a caveman, making you laugh, forgetting about your self consciousness when you let him slide your panties off of you

“You do?” you asked

“As much as I love this pussy” he purred, and you couldn't help but hide your face between your hands. But your hands abandoned your face to grab the sheets when he started dropping kisses in your soft skin.

“Your skin is so soft right here” he whispered, creating goosebumps with his thick breath against your inner thighs, he made a trail of wet kisses towards your core and you breathed in, expecting what was coming and excited about it.

A moan escaped your mouth when he kissed your right over your clit, and then he chuckled against your folds. his tongue made his appearance, licking where he dropped kisses

“Jake” you called, lost in the sensations of his big hands squeezing your thighs, his tongue drawing lazy shapes on your pussy lips

He ate you out like a man starved, his open mouth all over your folds, his tongue lapping at you, taking everything you gave him, but then, he separated himself

“Babe?” he asked, looking at you

“Yes?” you asked, breathlessly

“I want you to squeeze my head” he demanded, and you looked at him, confused

“What?” he hugged your thighs with his arms, making you close them trapping his head in between

“Squeeze my head babe” he purred, an you just nodded and he dove right back in your pussy, still with each of his arms around each of your legs

“I’m going to suffocate you” you warned, scared

“The fucking best way to go” he purred, with his nose rubbing your clit, and his tongue fucking your hole. You felt your orgasm building quickly, and before you knew it, you were squeezing his head between your thighs, and moving your hips towards his face. He just moaned and growled.

“That’s it baby” he said, like a prayer, “Just let go, give me everything,” and like a comand, you cummed all over his face, and he drank it all, all your juices he drawn from you he took greedily

When he resurfaced from your pussy, you released him

“Jake” you called, like a plea, “I want you inside me”

“Your wish is my command” sometimes he could be such a geek, but you loved him specially because of it. His hands traveled upwards, from your legs to your hips, grabbing his shirt that you were wearing revealing your skin, he leaned in to kiss every inch as he was advancing towards your belly. The need to cover yourself was intense, but you breathed it in when you saw your boyfriend’s golden head as he kissed you intensely traveling north. He didn’t care, he was adoring you, every inch of you, and he reassured you when he looked at you with those shiny and playful eyes you liked so much

“Fuck I can’t believe you are my girlfriend” he whispered, kissing just above your belly buttom

“‘I'm the one that can't believe it,” you responded. He smiled and wet all the way to your face to kiss you, it was your time to caress him, your hands traveling from his hairs, to his neck, to his shoulders, growling when his shirt provided you from touching his warm skin, so you found the hem and your hands traveled north, touching every muscle and ridge of his toned body. You felt him smile against your mouth as he placed his hands right beside your shoulders so he wouldn’t crush you. You doubted he ever could though. Your fingers tickled him in the skin of his groin teasing him, touching the waistband of his gray sweatpants, so you took them out with his help, releasing his thick cock. You moaned at the sight of the shiny tip, already leaking precum, but you couldn't keep admiring him, since he kissed you, devouring you whole.

You grabbed his dick with one of your hands, you needed him, he growled on your mouth

“I want you on top” he said, smiling softly, you shook your head. “Pretty please?” he grabbed you and in a single movement, he turned you and you were on top of him in a second

“Jake!” you giggled, trying to straddle him, to remove your weight from him, but he grabbed you by your thighs, tightly, making you gasp, but laying your weight on his waist. You fighted a little when he tried to pull his shirt off of you

“Please” he begged, and you closed your eyes as you let him, not wanting to see his reaction, but what you felt instead was his big hands caressing your hips, waist, your soft belly, your full breasts, his thumbs rubbing your nipples until they pebbled, and you were moaning in a second

“You are so beautiful” he purred, “I want you to ride me” you only nodded, lost in him. you raised your hips only a little and Jake help you with one of his hands grabbing on your hip, and the other over your hand to line his cock with your entrance

You whined when he teased you with his tip

“Babe” you called, pleading him

“Sink into me” he demanded, and you nodded sinking into him, his thick and big cock spreading you open for him

“Oh God” you moaned, stretched with pleasure, a electricity

“Yes!” he growled, his eyes closed ad his head turning back against the pillows when your walls strangled him, “Always so tight for me, sweet girl” he moaned, his hands on your hips so tightly he was going to leave bruises, he was enticing you to move, so you did, you place one of your hands in his chest, for stability, to star moving your hips back and forth, creating a friction that soon got you both insane, starts were clouding your vision when you found the exact angle that ade his tip touch that spongy spot.

“Jake” you called, as he called your name, his hands now on your thighs, caressing them and his eyes admiring your form, and in that moment, riding your man, at the brink of another mind blowing and loving giving orgasm, you felt like a goddess, who was drawing this sounds and gestures of pleasures from this gorgeous man

“I love you so much” he said, with half lidded enamored eyes

“I love you too” you responded, leaning in to kiss him, and after you did, his mouth reached one of your breasts, catching your nipple in his mouth. You moaned as you moved even faster, fucking yourself into him, he helping you, moving his on hips upwards to meet your movements. It was too much, your hands on his head, the tip of his cock hitting your cervix, his tongue and soft grazing of his teeth in the sensitive skin

You cummed all over his dick, your juices pooling at the base, his hips kept you in place as he als groaned, filling you up with his cum, painting your walls, with an intensity that left you both breathless. You just fell over his chest, your sweaty cheek sticky against his pec, both of you trying to catch your breath

“That was amazing” he purred, caressing your back and kissing the crown of your head, you just whined in an affirmative way, not being able to even speak

With a kiss on your temple and a smile he left you in the bed and exited the apartment to his soccer practice

You adjusted your top again, trying to get it as low as you could, without compromising your cleavage. You took a long sigh when you checked the entirety of your outfit again.

You like this outfit

It looks good on you

You repeated on your head like a mantra

You like this outfit

But not in you.

You shook your head

Yes you do, you nod again in a last twirl in front of the full size mirror

Yes, the top was short, it was more accurately described as a crop top, but you thought it was cute… and Jake saw you eyeing it when you went to the mall last week and got it for you. It was your favorite color and short sleeved and a cute deep V neck. You decided to wear a neutral colored short cotton top under it, that hugged your breast a little too tight to help the neckline. It was short enough to leave a thin, even less than an inch of skin before it met your high waisted jeans. Ok the longer you stared at it, the longer you’d find more flaws to it, so just breathed and looked away to grab your bag and finally put your favorite shoes, you took another breath before you opened the door to your apartment and walked out

You looked good

You repeated again, nodding to yourself, you tried not to catch your own reflection in the mirror of the elevator, giving yourself your own back to look at the steel door.

There are other people out there, who look just like you. You told yourself, and they dress like they want, they don’t care what other people think or say, and they are confident, and you can be like that too, you are all goddesses in your own way.

Another long breath and the elevator doors opened, you walked out to meet the doorman of your building, you greeted with a soft hello and he answered back.

In every step you took you felt more confident, as the people you encountered paid you no mind, gave you no dirty looks, no snarky comments. You breathed more freely as you reached the light in the corner, you caught your reflection in the window of a building as you waited for the green light, and you liked what you saw, you liked these jeans, they were comfortable, and you liked this top, and they looked good on you. You smiled to yourself and you liked the reflection even more, so you played your favorite song and started walking towards the park to get your boyfriend who was just finishing his practice

You saw Jake at the other side of the small park, on his soccer practice with his friends, suddenly, you felt self conscious again as you were almost the only one there, so you grabbed your bag tightly to try to calm yourself, and as you locked eyes with your boyfriend who smiled widely as he saw you approach, he opened his arms in a grand gesture, calling the attention of the other guys in the group.

Oh gods, was your top too tight? Is the neckline too revealing? your jeans accentuating your hips?

“Holy shit!” Jake screamed, an you shrieked in your place, embarrassed at his reaction, grabbing your purse tightier and wishing you had brought a hoodie with you, “Fuck me you are a smoke show”

“Jake, stop it!” you begged, he literally ran towards you as he cradled your face with his big hands, and leaned in to kiss your lips, you giggled against him, as he wrapped your arms around you, even if he was sweaty, “Damn you look so hot!” he purred against your lips

“It’s just a top and jeans” you muttered, still embarrassed, but feeling butterflies in your tummy when he looked at you

“There is nothing hotter than confidence my Khaleesi” he responded, “Well, except from you, obviously, and the combination is like wildfire”

“You are embarrassing me stop lying” you whispered

“May Thor strike me dead if I’m lying” he said, pretending to be extremely offended while he placed his hand on his chest like I hurt him. You both walked towards the small group, you tried to stay as close to Jake as you could, sticking to his side, “Hey guys, this is my girlfriend, (Y/N)” He introduced, and you wanted the earth to swallow you when he placed his big hands on you shoulders, putting you right in front of him, “She has the hottest thighs and speaks dothraki”

“I don’t” you giggled, but waved at the bunch of sweaty, beefy guys that were staring at you, all of them hot, complete smoke shows, model and actor material. Oh gods, where are they going to mock you? wondered what Jake saw in you? he talked about you like you were Beyonce, and you certainly weren't her… so… But the looks in their eyes, weren’t of disgust, or mockery, like you were expecting

“My sun and stars, these are my soccer team, or what remains, the others already left but, he is Steve, Bucky, Ari, and Charles” you waved awkwardly, completely embarrassed

“Oh so you are the reason he is late” your legs could burn from Steve’s stare

“You really told them?” you asked with greeted teeth, now you really wanted the earth to swallow you

“Jake can’t shut up about you” purred Ari, also trailing the entirety of your body with his eyes. Nah, you had to be hallucinating, they couldn’t be looking at you in that way, "Normally we would say that a morny would slow us down but today Jensen was freaking inspired" you felt like you could pass out

“Careful Jensen” the one he called Bucky said as he looked at you hungryly, “someone may steal her from you”

Jake looked at you, and you recognize the fear in his eyes as he grabbed your hand tightly

Now it was your turn to help him in his journey of self love