#vaught

F4U-1 Corsairs, Majuro Airstrip, Marshall Islands, 19 Sep 1944

➤➤ MIDWAY VIDEO: https://youtu.be/joqaga0tpyg

Even though I had to drive HOURS to get there, it was worth it for Rimini Comix.

This was my first time in a cosplay group and I LOVED IT.

Pairing: Homelander x female! Reader

Warnings: smut, dub-con, swearing, oral sex, overstimulation, degradation kink, daddy kink, cream pie (I think that’s everything)

Summary: Y/N used to know “John” well but once he became Homelander that changed. Until he comes by because your life is in danger. You don’t want him to be there so he makes you be a good girl

A/N: sorry for any typos, I wrote this on my phone. Also I’m sorry for doing a Homelander fic, I just can’t deny that I find him horribly attractive. Also I feel like it started out kinda cute but then I was horny so it got real dirty lol

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Vought.

They owned him. Always had. Always would.

You knew that there was no chance they would ever let you near Homelander again. Especially now that Stillwell had her claws in him.

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You were “John’s” only friend growing up. Your father worked for Vought and was involved in creating Homelander. And he just happened to have a child around the age of the supe they created in a lab.

John wasn’t really allowed to go outside of Vought’s compound or have any real life. So, every other weekend they brought you in to visit John and to play with him. They believed it would be important to his development that he had a friend. Especially one as ordinary as you. They assumed that this would help him to develop compassion for others — particularly for the ordinary people.

John actually really liked you. You were kind and compassionate when he was not. If you saw him stomping on ants you’d stop him and tell him that ants had family and friends too. This was a hard concept for him to grasp considering he didn’t have any family and you were his only friend. But he decided that he would be quite upset if someone were to stomp on you. So instead of stomping you both settled down on the pavement and watched the little ants going to and from the ant hills.

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Over the years your friendship grew. You developed a bit of a school girl crush on John. He was quite cute and sometimes he would even take you flying. He’d have you jump on his back and then the next thing you knew, you were no longer on the ground.

You didn’t think he reciprocated your feelings. He believed he had a higher purpose. That he had been chosen by god to protect mankind. He took his purpose very seriously and bought into every lie that Vought fed him.

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When you went off to college, the regular visits ended. Vought didn’t want you to see John anymore. They thought that you were becoming a distraction.

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Every other year they’d let you have a supervised visit with John but they were busy turning him into a real super hero, into Homelander. You would only get in the way of that.

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The last time you saw him was at 26. They had introduced Homelander into the world. He was a real super hero now. They made merchandise and everything.

You tried to tell him that you were worried about Vought manipulating him. You tried to tell him that you cared about him and you wanted to remain in his life. Instead he thought you were doubting his purpose. Doubting him.

He told you he didn’t want to see you anymore. You would get in the way of his purpose.

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You were beyond pissed at him. Homelander. How dare he just barge back into your life and act like he’d never left.

He showed up at your house one night saying that he needed to come in and talk. Then he just sat there and didn’t say anything didn’t even try to apologize.

Eventually you couldn’t take the silence anymore.

“Why the fuck are you here right now?” You demanded. He finally looked up from the floor to meet your eyes. He’d been avoiding looking at you all night.

He looked like he was tearing up but you knew it wasn’t real. He was so good at faking that shit. “I’m so sorry,” he paused and looked away again. “For everything”.

“Bullshit. If you were actually sorry you wouldn’t show up out of fucking nowhere and try to fake some emotion to get my sympathy,” your eyes teared up from anger and from all of the pain Homelander had already caused you. “Tell me why you’re really here.”

He sighed, “You’re in danger. Don’t ask me how I know —I just do”.

“I don’t care if I’m actually in danger, I would rather die than have you stay here to protect me”. Now that hit a nerve. You could tell you were getting to him, finally.

He was right in front of you in an instant. His eyes flashed red and in that second you were scared, maybe you had pushed him too far. You didn’t really know him anymore.

Homelander backed you into the wall and glowered down at you. Then he just started laughing and honestly that was far scarier.

Despite your heart racing and the actual terror you felt, you couldn’t help but find him attractive again. His head was thrown back as he laughed.

“Now, we both know you’re just being dramatic,” he tsked. He leaned in close to your ear and whispered harshly “And I can tell that you are actually happy to see me. Don’t forget that I can see inside of you”. He chuckled again.

You cursed your body for still reacting to him so positively. You both knew that his little intimidation game had turned you on and you could feel your core aching now.

He always had this affect on you but he used to be too shy and inexperienced to act on it. Clearly that had changed.

Homelander wrapped one of his gloved hands around your throat, mildly restricting the flow of oxygen to your lungs. “Now are you going to be a good girl and let me do my job? Or will I have to make you be a good girl?”

You couldn’t really speak due to the lack of oxygen so he loosened his grip a tad. “I want you to leave my home,” you tried to demand. Although it came out hoarse and unintimidating.

“We both know that’s a lie”. He sighed again, “Guess we’re going to have to do this the hard way”.

Homelander lifted your legs and shoved you harder into the wall. He started furiously grinding his spandex covered hard on against your pelvis. You accidentally let out a moan at the contact and he smirked.

It only took a bit of friction for you to cave and start begging him for something more. “John please, need more” you whined out.

“Don’t call me that. You will call me Homelander or Sir”, he demanded harshly. “And if you want more then you’re going to need to show me what a good girl you are”. He glanced suggestively down at his straining erection and then back to your lips. You nodded slowly in understanding.

He let you down from the wall. You quickly went to work on unbuckling the lower half of his suit and bringing it down his thighs. You then tongued gently at the bulge in his briefs. He took a fistful of your hair and shoved you in closer and grunter out “more”.

You nodded against him. Lowering his briefs and letting his erection spring free. It was thick and aching so bad it was purple. You teased the head a bit with your lips, gathering up some precum with your tongue. You heard Homelander hiss above you. Then he shoved you all the way down his cock and started a fast pace fucking your mouth. You were gagging and could barely breath. Your eyes brimmed with tears but you tried to keep your lips open and soft for him. You could hear his moans above you and despite the bruising that was definitely happening in your throat you could feel your core dripping. Your panties were fully soaked by now.

Just as you thought he was going to come he pulled out.

“Be a good girl and strip for me”, he demanded. “I want to see all of you without any of that clothing”.

You did as he said. You didn’t try to make a sexy show of it, you knew being quick was more important.

“Now get back on your knees” Homelander demanded. You obeyed. He started furiously stroking his cock above you. He told you to open up. He was definitely close, his breath was labored and his strokes were more erratic.

Seconds later he came. His hot seed spurted all over you. Some of it landing over your face and tits. He took a second to come down from his high before seeing the pretty picture of you bare and covered in his cum.

“Come up here,” he beckoned. “I want to help clean my good girl up”.

You rose from your knees. Homelander still towered over you but you were actually close to him now. He slowly pulled the gloves from his hands before beginning to trace his fingers across your body. It sent shivers down your spine.

It took you a moment to realize what he was doing. He was collecting the cum with his fingers. Once he had scooped up enough he brought it to your mouth. “Open up,” he cooed.

You took it. Swallowed mouthful after mouthful of his spent.

“Was that delicious baby girl?” He asked expectantly.

“Yes, sir. So good” you responded.

“Mmm good. I think that means its time for your reward then. You’ve been such a good girl.”

You moaned. You were aching and your juices were actually dripping down your legs.

His hand slipped between your legs and he groaned at how wet you were. He gently began teasing your clit with his thumb while two of his fingers delved into your core.

He worked you like magic and you were a moaning mess. Begging for more. He knew exactly where to touch you and he quickly had you on the brink.

Suddenly he withdrew his fingers. You whined at the loss of contact. Your whole body ached for him.

“Uh-uh. Use your words baby girl” he tutted. “Tell Homelander what you want.”

“I want you to fuck me Homelander, sir” you begged. “Please, need your cock, Homelander”.

“Alright since my girl has been so good and she’s so pretty when she begs”.

You didn’t even have time to comprehend his words before he slammed you into the wall and filled you with his cock. He hoisted your leg over his hip to get a better angle and then he started thrusting mercilessly into your tight cunt.

He was brutal. His hands dig into your hips to the point of pain but his thrusts hit all the right places, making you putty in his arms.

“You’re such a fucking slut for some supe’s cock. You probably don’t even care who it is, you just want them to fuck you hard” he growled. “Would you rather have another supe’s cock right now? How about the deep? Do you want him to fuck you?”

“No, sir. Only want you. Only your cock” you moaned out.

“Good girl. Such a good little whore for me” Homelander hissed out. You could tell he was getting close. His thrusts were more erratic but he didn’t slow down the pace at all. Instead his fingers came down to work your clit in time with his thrusts. You were so close.

“Please sir may I come?” You begged wantonly. You flashed Homelander your big innocent eyes while desperately trying to keep from coming. He chuckled at your struggle.

“Come for me, come on daddy’s cock.”

You did. You threw back your head into the wall and your back arched perfectly as you moaned through your orgasm. Homelander didn’t stop fucking you, chasing his own orgasm even when you started to get over sensitive. He gave a finally thrust before filling you with his come. You moaned at the feeling of him painting your insides.

You tried to lower your leg and get down from his arms but he was already hard again. Fucking supe stamina, you cursed. He picked up the pace once more as he started fucking you brutally. He didn’t care that you were over sensitive and that your moans were a mixture of pain and overstimulation.

His fingers resumed their work on your clit and he rubbed it furiously. It was all too much. Tears brimmed your eyes.

But before you knew it you were coming again and it felt good and there was a certain relief that maybe it would be over now. No such luck.

Homelander refused to stop fucking you until he came a third time.

“Please sir, it’s too much. Can’t take another one” you begged. He ignored you and went back to working your clit. You hissed in pain.

“You know you love it. You’re such a fucking cockslut” he groaned. He slowed down and appeared to be reaching his peak. His hand not on your clit came up and tweaked your nipple hard. You cried out in pain but that pushed you over the edge and into your third orgasm. Your walls clamped down around Homelander’s cock and you felt his hot seed fill you once more. You were so full of his come it was leaking down around his cock.

He slowly pulled out of you, moaning at the sight of you dripping with his come.

He knelt down and connected his lips to your core. Kitten licking up his spent and moaning all the while. “You look so good full of daddy’s come”.

He continued to eat you out and clean up his own spent. You moaned as the pain of overstimulation became too much. His lips moved to suck your clit while his fingers fucked his come back into your sloppy hole.

It was all too much but you also didn’t want it to stop because you felt yourself approaching your climax again. You moaned as he sped up his finger fucking until you came one more time. He removed his mouth from your core and licked the mixture of your come and his from his lips.

You were completely boneless and just melted into his arms. Allowing him to scoop you up and carry you to bed.

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: The Boys (TV 2019) Rating: General Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Characters: Donna January | Annie January's Mother, Original Characters Additional Tags: Medical Experimentation, Dubious Ethics Summary: