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Homelander dating a member of the boys

Y/N was a member of the boys and she was dating Homelander. Homelander knew that Y/N was part of The boys but it was not vice versa.

The boys had no idea that she was dating Homelander. Billy would kill her if he found out. 

When she first joined The Boys she hated him like the rest and wanted to take him down. 

But then they had an encounter where he almost killed her.

But for some reason he was attracted to her and vice versa. 

 She wanted to puke when she realized that she found him attractive. He was her worst enemy.

Or was he just Billy’s?

Homelander couldn’t stop thinking about Y/N after that night. She was like a drug and he needed her. 

Y/N also couldn’t stop thinking about him but she hated herself for it. 

She couldn’t even go to anyone with her problems. They all would hate her.

Homie found out where she lived and stalked her. She had a decent house and she was the one that wasn’t on the run from the cops.

She caught him outside her house one night by the window. 

“What do you want?” “I’m coming in.”

Tension was ever so high between them. Like it was bound to be. 

She wasn’t scared of him. That he could sense. It made him mad but also made her more interesting. 

Why isn’t a puny human like her scared of him?

“I can sense you aren’t scared of me.” “You sense right.” 

He also sensed her arousal? Was she turned on?

“Why are you turned on?” “I don’t know what you’re talking about.”

They ended up having sex that night and though she would never say it out loud it was the best sex she ever had.  

He was very whiny but she thought it was hot. 

The risk of fucking a supe was one that she took and she doesn’t regret it.

After that night, things were never the same. 

Homielander would constantly stop by her house and they would fuck until one night things got deeper.

“Why are you working for Billy?” “I wouldn’t say that I'm working for him but you’re an ass and need to be stopped.”

Her confidence was hot to him but he knew that they couldn’t take him down. 

She thought it was just sex until he took her to Vought Towers to eat. 

“Why are you doing this?” “I like you, oddly enough.”

They both knew that this was more than fucking. It was dating and it wasn’t so bad. 

Billy and The boys hadn’t suspected anything yet which was good. 

Homelander wanted to use the fact that he had you whenever Billy and him made contact but he knew that it wasn’t the right time.

Till it was and oh boy Billy was not happy.

“You’re fucking him?” “Well it’s not just fucking anymore.”

Billy felt betrayed as did the rest of The boys. 

“Y/N, How could you do this? He’s a monster.” 

She didn’t have words, just guilt. 

“It’s because my dick is so good. I fuck her so hard every night that she goes dumb.” 

Hughie looked at Y/N with disgust. She looked down at the ground.

“I’m sorry guys, it wasn't supposed to happen.” 

They couldn’t believe her. She was fucking enemy #1 for crying out loud. 

“You need to leave.” Billy growled at her, almost getting in her face. 

Her jaw dropped as if it wasn’t understandable why she would need to leave. 

“What?” “If you’re going to be with him, ya can’t be with us.” 

Homelander chuckled at his words. Everyone looked at him. 

“She doesn’t need you. She ever did. She will be fine without you.” 

That wasn’t true. Y/N knew that wasn’t true but what could she do. 

“Come on, we’re leaving.” Homelander held out his hand.

She knew there was no turning back now. She got herself in some serious shit. 

She took his hand and looked at her disappointed once friends and they walked out. 

The Boys watched as their once friend left with their enemy.  

Now they had to add another person to the list. 

“We shouldn’t have let her leave. She knows too much.” “Well then when the opportunity comes then we will kill her if she gets in the way.”

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What if Y/N had the powers and Homelander didn’t?

Y/N was the leader of the seven, she was the most powerful member and the world’s favorite one as well. 

She had a husband named John Gillman who was just an ordinary everyday guy. 

They had a son together named Ryan who they loved very much. 

John would attend all the parties and red carpet events with his wife. 

 “She is such a strong and powerful, amazing, lovely wife and I’m so proud of her success and to see her saving the world.” 

John was like a housewife. He kept the kitchen and house clean and he always made her dinner. 

On stressful days after shooting a Vought movie or saving someone, John always ran a bath for her or gave her a massage. 

Y/N loved her job but it was sometimes exhausting. John was always there to help her relax. 

Y/N loved the seven and the members well…except for Stormfront. Stormfront took a liking to John when she first met him and Y/N knew right away. John was oblivious and just thought she was being nice but Y/N saw right through that Nazi bitch.

Stormfront wanted John and tried to get him to leave Y/N. She would constantly show off her body to him and try to tempt him but it always failed. 

“I’m sure she’s just being nice.” “No babe, she wants to fuck you.” 

When all the stuff about her being a Nazi came out Y/N wasn’t shocked. She was happy that the bitch got exposed. 

“I always knew she was a bad person. I mean after she tried to fuck you? Yeah it was pretty obvious.” 

Y/N tried to keep John away from her work as much as possible. But it was hard when he brought her lunch every day and kissed her cheek before he left. 

Starlight was in awe of the relationship and wished that it could be her and Hughie some day. 

When Billy found out you had a husband he managed to kidnap him to lure you to him. 

“Why the fuck did you kidnap my husband?” “Knew that you would come looking so listen luv, We need your help.”

Taking down Vought was a good but terrible idea. Y/N wanted to laugh in Billy’s face but she had the power to do so when the time was right. 

“So he only kidnapped me so you would help him take down Vought?” “I guess so.”

John supported you on the decision to help, especially after hearing that you weren’t born a supe but Vought made you one. 

It was hard for you to hear that your parents betrayed you like that but John was there for you and helped you through it. 

Soldier Boy constantly flirted with you. He didn’t care that you were married. 

“So he’s a puny human.” “Well I love him.”

John was annoyed that Soldier Boy flirted with you but the man was a supe so what could he do?

That was until Billy got his hands on Compound V and took it.

Y/N was hurt that Billy took it but more hurt that he convinced her husband to take it. 

“Why would you inject that into your body?” “I wanted to beat Soldier Boy, he can’t have you.” 

Truth be told you did find it hot seeing him with powers. But it had to be a one time thing! 

“It was a one time thing, right?” “Yes but you have to admit it was pretty fun.” 

Y/N and John were the dream couple and that wouldn’t change 

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You’re A Supe (Billy Butcher)

Description: Y/N is a supe so Billy hates her until she saves his life

Word Count: 1,521K

His glare was unsettling towards the Supe as she sat next to Kumiko. He hated that she was there, he already had to deal with Starlight. Thanks to Hughie. She hadn’t done anything for him to hate her but he believed that anyone that was a Supe was bad. That simply wasn’t true but Billy didn’t see that. Starlight and Y/N were part of The Seven so that made him even more skeptical of them.

He watched with hatred as Y/N laughed at something Frenchie had said. Her smile was sweet and her laugh was adorable but Billy hated it. She wasn’t scared of him but found him to be a dick. He wasn’t nice to her at all. Everyone else was nice to her but him. “Will you cunts shut the hell up?” He asked, annoyed. He got up and walked to his bedroom. Y/N watched him as he walked away. Wondering why he hated her so much. She sighed and got up to go to Kumiko’s room.

The two were the only ones up, awkwardness filled the room as she entered the kitchen. He tensed up and sighed not wanting to be around her. She saw this and frowned. She opened the fridge and grabbed the orange juice and went to grab a cup but couldn’t reach it. Billy watched her struggle to grab the cup. “Hey, can you grab the cup for me please?” She asked him. “Use your super powers.” He tells her and walks away. “I don’t have that kind of power.” she said but he was gone. She sighed and put the orange juice away. 

“Are you coming?” Hughie asked. She shook her head. “No, I’m tired.” She yawned. “You’re coming with us. You aren’t staying here by yourself.” Billy tells her. “Butcher-” MM starts but Billy interrupts “I don’t need a Supe destroying the place.” She stood up from the couch so fast. “What is your problem with me?” She asked, glaring at him. “You’re a fucking Supe, love. Ain’t that obvious?” “I haven’t done a damn thing to you.” She growled. “Yet.” He growled back. “I get that Homelander hurt you but that’s not an excuse for you to blame the rest of us.” “You don’t know what you’re talking about little girl.” “What he did to your wife I know that-” “DON’T TALK ABOUT MY WIFE YOU DIRTY FUCKING WHORE.” He yelled at her.

The silence was all through the room as they stared at each other. “You can act like ya hate Homelander and Vought but deep down inside you’re a no good piece of shit just like the rest of them. If it wasn’t for everyone else in this fuckin’ room you wouldn’t be here. Everyone knows I don’t want you here, I want you to fuck off.” He growls. Her eyes filled with tears as he degraded her in front of everyone. “Cat got your tongue?” Billy asked her, smirking. She didn’t say anything. She just walked away and out of the apartment, everyone calling her name. 

Tears streamed down her face as she walked to the Vought towers. The words Billy said to her replayed in her head like a record player that was broken. She hated that his words affected her this much. All she's ever been was nice to him but look where that got her. She walked in the towers and to her room where she collapsed on the bed and cried. That was until she heard a big crash. She got up confused as to what could be going on. Maybe Homelander was throwing another tantrum. Gosh she hated that cunt more than anything. She chuckled at herself for using that word in her head. Fucking Billy, always using that word. The loud crashes continued and she sighed and changed into her suit. She got down to where the noises were coming from and gasped.

The Boys and Homelander were fighting. “Oh my god.” She whispered. Homelander turned towards her. “Y/N hey. Come here to help?” Homelander asked. She looked at him. “What is going on?” She asked walking up to them. “Oh like you don’t know. These assholes are trying to take us down.” He said. “Homelander whatever you’re doing you need to stop.” She told him. He laughed. “You don’t think I know.” He turned to her. “You don’t think I know that you’ve been helping them.” He growled and walked closer to her. She took a step back. He grabbed her by her neck and choked her. “Homelander.” Starlight yelled.

“You dirty whore, you really thought I wouldn’t find out that you’ve been helping them.” She squirmed as he had her off the ground. “Fuck you.” She choked out. He squeezed her harder making her gasp out. Starlight hit him with her powers, making him drop Y/N. She gasped out, catching her breath as Homelander and Starlight fought. She got up to help Starlight fight the bastard. Billy kept shooting at Homelander but that wasn’t helping. “Let em go you cunt.” He yelled at him. Homelander turned to Billy ready to laser him. “No.” Y/N yelled and jumped in front of Billy making the laser hit her instead. Everyone gasped as Homelander lasered her. 

She fell down and Billy dropped to his knees cradling her in his arms. “You saved my life.” He whispered to her as she looked up at him, breathing hard. She smiled at him. “Not all Supes are bad, huh?” She asked, making him roll his eyes. Her body was healing the wounded stomach. “Guys I can’t hold him much longer!” Starlight yelled as her, Kumiko and Homelander kept fighting. Y/N gained enough energy to get out of Billy’s arms and help. Queen Maeve had turned up to help them. In the end Homelander was bloody but not dead.

He was wounded badly as the girls watched him. He glared at them and flew back inside the towers. Y/N turned to the group and looked at them. “Why the hell were you guys fighting Homelander?” She asked. “Well we came to find you and he happened to be here.” Hughie said. She shook her head and laughed. “You guys shouldn’t have.” She told them. “Well we were making Butcher apologize.” MM said. Y/N looked at Butcher. For once,

He didn’t have the deadly stare and hate towards her. “Yeah these Cunts were going to make me but I’m not being forced to now.” He said. The others took that as que to walk away leaving the two. “I’m sorry for being a cunt to you, luv. You didn’t deserve any of the words that I said to ya. You saved my life and I owe you for that.” He said. She walked up to him with a smile. “I’m glad you realized that all Supes aren’t bad.” She said. 

Ever since then they have been on good terms. Butcher no longer hated her and even had feelings for her. But he planned to never tell her, thinking that she wouldn’t like him after all the things he said. He was wrong, she had feelings for him as well. But they were stubborn about these feelings and everyone around them knew. “Y/N tell him.” Annie would say to her. “Billy, you should tell her.” Hughie said to the man.

They both would shake their heads and say that the feeling couldn’t be mutual. But when she got up and went into the kitchen Billy was there and with her glass of OJ. “Thank you.” She said and took the cup with a smile. “Figured you would like some.” He said and she laughed. “I do, every morning.” She said and took a sip. Billy stared at her as she enjoyed her drink. She looked beautiful. Her hair was a mess and she didn’t have any makeup on but looked like a dream. She noticed that he was staring at her.

She set the glass down and looked at him. “Ya got a staring problem, Butcher?” She asked with a smile. He chuckled and smiled. “When you look as beautiful as ya do, luv.” She walked closer to him with no words. He stared at her as she reached up and cupped his face. She gave a small smile and he kissed her. His hands pulled her body closer as they kissed. She wrapped her other arm around his neck, standing on her tippy toes trying to deepen the kiss. That made him chuckle into the kiss. He lifted her up onto the counter making her gasp.

He took that as an opportunity to slip his tongue in her mouth. They heavily made out as her hands rubbed up his chest. His hands moved up her long shirt and massaged her boobs, making her gasp into the kiss. “Billy, maybe we shouldn’t fuck on the counter.” She said. “You’re right. You deserved to be fucked properly, on a bed.” He said, making her moan at his words. He picked her up and ran to the bedroom dropping her on bed making her laugh. Maybe Supes aren’t bad after all.  

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Hannibal obsessed with his patient

Hannibal never liked to look at patients as anything more than that. But Y/N was a different story. She, unlike a lot of his patients, wasn't a psycho. Sure she had her issues, as did all but she was just looking for someone to talk to. 

He noticed the way she kept eye contact with him as they talked. She wasn’t shaky or nervous. She seemed confident 

Her problems were normal problems for people, nothing too crazy. She admitted to him that she just liked having someone to talk to. 

Though her overthinking was bad. She hated that fact about herself but he assured her that it was normal. She wanted to believe him but in her mind it was too repetitive.

He kept a file on her, as he did every patient. He would constantly look over this file and study her. He even found out where she lived and worked, thus began the stalking and obsessing. 

He would watch her from afar at work as she did her job. Her beauty was unlike anything he’s ever seen and all he wanted to do was hold her and keep her from the fucked up world. 

He would stare at her house for hours as she was inside doing whatever she was doing. It wasn’t until weeks later that he would sneak up to a window and look inside.

Her house was well organized and looked very artsy. He knew that she loved art. They had talked about it multiple times. It was one of the reasons he was so obsessed with her. 

He saw her in the kitchen baking in her underwear and a large shirt. The shirt barely covered her ass but he wasn’t complaining 

He stared at her for a good few minutes as she baked a cake. He wondered if she was making a cake for someone or for herself. 

He found out the next day that it was for him. She wanted to thank him for everything that he’s done for her and that she was going to stop seeing him. 

This saddened him and he wasn’t going to let her leave him. So he decided to make a move. “Since you will no longer be my patient, would it be inappropriate to ask you on a date?” She smiled at him. “Even if it is, I would love to.” She said, 

He decided to make dinner for them and invite her over. Though it had crossed his mind to ask about having dinner at her house, he thought it was too early for that. 

Y/N looked stunning. Hannibal had told her to dress fancy and she did just that. He was taken away by her beauty and even stuttered a few times and Hannibal doesn’t usually do that. 

“You look amazing, my dear.” The name made her blush and stutter as well. “As do you, Hannibal.” She finally got to call him by his first name and he liked the way it sounded. 

Dinner made her moan. It was so good and better than she imagined. She knew that he was a cook but didn’t know the extremes. 

“This is the best food I've ever tasted.” She told him. He was pleased that she liked it but he knew what his perfect meal would be. 

She was on the kitchen table with her dress pooling around her waist as he licked her wet folds. He hummed as he tasted her juices that tasted better than any food he’s ever had. His finger ran up her clit causing her to moan. He loved that sound and wanted to hear more of it. 

Her moans echoed through his kitchen as he ate her pussy. One of her hands laced in his hair as the other gripped the table for dear life. His tongue felt amazing. 

He decided to add a finger as he pleasured her. His finger collected her wetness before entering her. She let out a whimper as his large finger invaded her insides. 

He pumped his finger as he licked her clit. Her pleasure was heightened by his movements and very intense. Her hips bucked and humped his face and finger as she was desperate for her orgasm. 

When she came it was the most beautiful thing he’s ever seen. Her jaw dropped and her eyes rolled back. Loud moans of his name left her mouth as he let her ride out the orgasm. 

His eyes never left her face as he stared in awe. Amazed by her beauty. She let out a breath and laughed. She looked down at him as his lips left her clit. “You’re very good at that.” She said out of breath. 

“When I like something I devour it.” He said to her and wink. She let out a breath that she was holding. This man would be the death of her and vise versa

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Innocent (Billy Butcher)

Description: Y/N is the youngest members of the boys and has no experience so Billy wants to change that.

Warning: Smut, Age Gap

Word Count: 1,362k

She was the youngest member of The Boys, 24 years old. She didn’t have much sexual experience but damn sure had a lot of other experiences. Most 24 year olds have sexual experience and won’t have the experience she has. That experience was taking down what the world called “Heroes” but in reality were villains. Y/N never got around to the normal things in life, her whole life she’s been running from Vought. She was also wanted, like the rest of them so that didn’t help much.

When the time comes to relax and joke, she’s the victim. With her being the youngest and most innocent one all the jokes aimed at her. She wasn’t hurt by them, she just rolled her eyes. Hughie never really made fun of her, never felt the need too. It was Frenchie and MM that loved to tease her at any given moment. Billy sometimes teased her but not as much as the other two.

He found her adorable but not in a puppy type of way. He wanted to pound her into his mattress with his dick. Nobody else knew or had the idea because he was smart. He never got caught staring at her with those dark, lustful eyes that ate her up, or the groans he’d keep in his throat when she walked around in barely anything. He never thought he’d fall for another woman after Becca. But Y/N surprised him. She was sweet and not easily offended. She never pissed him off or made him want to kill her like the others do.

She was perfect in his eyes. Except one thing, She had no idea what she did to him when she woke up and walked in the living room with just a shirt and panties. A shirt that barely covered her ass. It was hard to restrain himself when she did that. It was like she was doing it on purpose. Which she wasn’t but it really made him think. The others were still asleep so that gave him time to check out her perfect little body without being caught. He eyed her like she was his prey and he was getting ready to pounce any second. She was making eggs for herself and Billy, like she did most mornings.

She never noticed him staring at her which was a good thing for him. “Okay it’s all done.” She said, snapping him out of his thoughts. He grabbed the plate from her and thanked her. She smiled and took her own. She sat next to him as they ate. “Do you ever get cold?” He asked her. She shook her head No. The place was sometimes freezing. “Hard to believe in barely any clothes.” He said. He wasn’t meaning it in a bad way but she really didn’t understand how fuckable she looked. “Do you have a problem with how I dress?” She asked him. He chuckled and shook his head. “No, love. It’s just freezing is all.” She hummed and went back to eating. 

It was an everyday thing and each day it got harder for Billy to control himself. She wasn’t going to realize or understand that she’s causing a problem on her own. Each day he’d watch her with dark eyes and she never noticed, completely oblivious to the fact. Today was his final straw. The shirt she had on was showing her panties as she reached up to grab something. Billy groaned and wished she would have just asked him to grab it instead. She tried everything to reach the salt and pepper that was put on the high shelf. He came up behind her and grabbed it for her. She turned around and took it from him with a smile and a thanks. She turned back to what she was doing as if it was nothing. Billy turned off the stove and pushed her up against the counter. She let out a gasp.

His hands on her hips as he pressed up against her. “Do you have any idea what you’re doing to me? Walking around in barely any clothes, making me almost cum in my pants.” He growled in her ears. “I’m I’m sorry.” She squeaked. He chuckled and moved his hand up to grope her breasts. “You should be. You’re a walking wet dream and you drive me crazy.” She moaned at his words and his hands playing with her boobs. His lips found her neck and started abusing it. Her hands were gripping the counter so hard her knuckles were turning white. One of his hands moved down to her panties.

He chuckled as he felt how wet they were. “Holy fuck. You’re soaked.” He said. She let out a moan as he started to rub her clit through her panties. Her head laid back on his chest and she sighed. “Fucking hell, the fact that you’re falling apart in my arms is so hot.” He groaned. Her eyes were closed and she was moaning softly. Her hips started gently moving. He let out a groan as she was backing her ass into his groin. One of her hands reached down to his and pulled it in her panties.

He chuckled and looked down at her. “Is that what you want, baby?” He asked. “Yes please.” She whined and moaned as his fingers were abusing her clit. His other hand held her hip as she dry humped him. “Fuck I need to be inside of you before I explode.” He groaned. His motion stopped and she whined as he pulled his hand away from her wet pussy. He pulled down her panties and undid his pants pulling them down. He found her entrance and softly pushed in. Before she could scream his hand covered her mouth. “Quiet love, don’t want the others to hear, do ya?” He asked ,pushing into her more. She shook her head and moaned against his hand. He was splitting her in half but she was okay with it. Her pussy squeezed him and he groaned. “You’re so fucking tight.” She moaned at his words.

She thrusted back against him and whined as the pleasure took over the pain. He took that as a hint to start moving. Her hips moved back on his at the same time he thrusted. It felt perfect and the two found a rhythm really fast. She was letting out all types of pleasurable noises he wished to hear clearly. But didn’t wanna risk the others waking up. “You sound fuckin’ beautiful, love.” He groaned in her ear. His hips started moving faster, bumping her small body into the counter. She wasn’t able to keep up with his thrusts. His hands move to pull her body as close as possible to his. His hands stayed on her stomach. She bit her lip to quiet the moans that tumbled out of her lips.

She’s never felt this good before. Billy felt her spasm all over his cock making him grunt out a “fuck.” She was close to her end as was he. “Billy I- I think I’m g-gonna cum.” She whined a little too loud. He placed his face in her neck and let out a moan himself. “Yeah baby? Let go for me.” He tells her. “Let go for Daddy.” Her eyes rolled back into her head and her mouth dropped open, it took everything in her tiny body not to scream his name. He felt her drench his cock which triggered his orgasm. He grunted and came inside of her. She gasped at the feeling of his cum inside of her.

They both slowed their hips and came to a stop. Both of them panting like dogs as they stayed in that position. He kissed her neck and whispered sweet nothings in her ear making her giggle. Her giggle was so fucking cute to him. He pulled out of her, making them both gasp. She turned around and looked up at him with a smile. He looked down at her with a smile and realized that he was in love with her. “You’re so fucking adorable.” He grunted before kissing her again. 

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Sex in the rain (Hannibal)

Description: Y/N loves the rain and when Hannibal comes home while it’s raining, it leads to sex in the rain

Word Count: 1,068k

Warning: Smut

She sat by the window as it started storming. She loved the rain, it was beautiful and she loved to do anything in the rain. She wasn’t afraid of getting wet. Hannibal wasn’t home yet, he was working a case with the FBI so he wasn’t even working in his office. It didn’t bother her, she likes alone time. She was only worried cuz it was raining and she wanted her man home safe. But that worry went away when she saw his car pull up to the house. She smiled and ran outside to him. He got out of the car and she jumped up in his arms, making him catch her.

He laughed and she kissed him. She cupped his face and deepened the kiss. The rain poured on them making them wet and cold but oh so felt so hot. He hummed and pulled away from the kiss, leaving her wanting more. She went back to kiss him but he pulled his face away. “Shouldn’t we take this inside?” He asked. She shook her head. “No, this is perfect.” She whispered and kissed him again. She wanted it, in the rain? He thought to himself. He closed the door to the car and pushed her against it, not leaving her lips.

Her hands laced in his now wet and messy hair. His lips leave hers to work on her neck. She gasped as he bit, suck and licked her already wet neck. “Hanni.” She moaned, pulling at his hair. He groaned at the feeling. He set her down for a moment to undo his pants. She quickly pulled down her wet leggings. It was hard to do given how wet they are but she only needed them past her butt. He managed to get his pants past his butt and picked her back up. Her arms and legs wrapped around him, pulling him as close as she could. He slid into her with ease and she let out a whine. “Fuck you’re so big.” He wanted to laugh.

She always told him that anytime he was inside of her. His hips pounded away as she was right up against the car door. Her mouth was opened and she was letting out some pretty noises right by his ear. He let out a few grunts and groans here and there but never wanted to be louder than her. She sounded so pretty when she was getting fucked. Her head that was placed in his neck fell back against the car window. He took this opportunity to suck on her neck again, leaving hickies after hickies. “Fuck Hanni.” She moaned. Each time she let out a moan, his hips got faster and faster until her walls fluttered around him.

“I’m gonna cum, Hanni.” She screamed out into the rainy night. He pulled away from her neck to watch her fall apart. His eyes stayed on her face as she let out a loud moan as he felt her drench him. He slowed his hips some to let her ride out her orgasm. Her pretty whines and whimpers filled the night. He moved them to the hood of the car, laying her down on it. She was now staring up until the night sky as the rain wet her all over. He pulled down her leggings and his pants til they were off their bodies. He started slamming into her again, making her lose her breath. She closed her eyes and fell into a pleasure state again. Letting out moans and whines as Hannibal fucked her to his orgasm.

She felt him twitch and he started moaning as well. She opened her eyes and saw him slamming into her like a maniac. “Fuck. Cum in me, Hanni.” She told him. Seconds later his thrust got sloppy and he came in her. She gasped at the feeling and pulled him closer with her legs. He leaned down and placed his hands on either side of her head. She smiled up at him and wrapped her arms around his neck. She brought him down for a kiss. He gladly kissed her back. She tried to pull off his jacket but the wetness made it hard. He broke the kiss and leaned up, taking it off along with every other article of clothing he had. She pulled off her wet shirt revealing her hard nipples to the cold air. He hardened again and leaned down, taking a nipple in his mouth. She moaned out again and started thrusting her hips up cuz him to groan.

They both moved together, as one. He leaned up from her chest to see her beautiful face in sweet sweet agony. “You look so perfect. Especially in the rain.” He told her. She whined at his words and moaned his name. They both were soaked but neither cared. Just being in each other’s arms mattered to them. It started raining harder, making them fuck faster. “Hanni, I’m gonna cum again.” She whimpered. “Cum for me, dove.” He growled and she did. Her body lifted off the car some as she let out a loud moan of his name. Her body shook with pleasure and her hands gripped his back muscles, bruising them. “Fuck.” He groaned as he neared his end.

The sound of them fucking in the rain was all that was heard. He grunted and filled her up. He slowed his hips to a deep and slow speed as he rode out their highs. He almost collapsed on top of her before holding himself up. They stared at each other breathing like dogs. “That was the best sex we’ve ever had.” She said. He chuckled and nodded. He leaned down to give her a passionate kiss. The rain hadn’t slowed. “We should get inside so we don’t get sick.” He tells her and lifts her off the car and carries her inside.

He didn’t care about their clothes. She yawns and nuzzles in his neck. “I love you, Hanni.” She mumbles. He takes her to their bedroom and grabs a few towels. He places them on the bed and lays her on them. “I love you too.” He said and got in the bed with her. She cuddled up to him and he wrapped an arm around her. She was fast asleep in her arms, both of them still soaked but too tired to care.

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The Bet (Homelander)

Description: Homelander and Y/N make a bet that ends sexual

Warning: Smut

Word Count: 1,545k

Homelander and Y/N had an odd friendship. Not many people that meet the man put up with him or consider him a friend except Y/N. She knew he was fucked up and not okay in the head but he wasn’t an asshole to her like he was everyone else. She didn’t think much of it given the fact that she seemed to be the only one nice to him. Annie questioned her about it all the time, telling Y/N he was awful and that she couldn’t understand what Y/N saw in him. Y/N seemed to be the only one that put up with his bullshit. Y/N always told her the same thing. “He doesn’t act like that towards me.” Cuz he didn’t. Nobody knew why or understood it but that’s how it was. 

“Black Noir would kick A-Train’s ass. Are you kidding me?” Homelander said. Y/N Shrugged. “I don’t know. A-Train is fast.” “Fast is all he has.” Homelander says. Y/N stood up. “Alright then. Why don’t we make a bet?” She asked. “What kind of bet?” He asked. “If I win you have to be my personal slave for the entire week.” “And If I win..” “That’s up to you.” He smirked. “If I win I get to fuck you. Here on this table.” She was taken back by what he said. Her jaw dropped and he held the smirk. “Wait what?” She asked. He stood up from his chair. “Oh come on, Don’t act like you don’t want me to.” He said. He was a cocky son of a bitch that’s for sure. But she hadn’t really thought about it. She did find him attractive and they had a decent friendship but the thought of them having sex never crossed her mind before. “I can change it if that was too much.” He said. She shook her head. “No, it’s fine. Deal.” She said and they shook hands. 

Her jaw dropped as she watched A-Train fall to the ground. Black Noir won so quickly and easily she really didn’t stand a chance at winning this bet. Homelander had a huge smile as the scene played out in front of him. He wanted to shout “yes” at the rooftops but he looked over at Y/N and she looked defeated. He wondered if that was from the bet itself or from the fact that she lost. Either way his dick was going to be inside of her by the end of the night. She looked at him with wide eyes. “I didn’t even stand a chance.” She said. “Well I don’t know about you but I’d rather be in your shoes than A-Trains.” He said and she laughed. “And besides at least now you’ll be fucked like you deserved to be.” He whispered in her ear. That sent shivers down her body. She closed her eyes and took a deep breath trying to calm herself. He smirked at her reaction and walked away. 

She stood inside the quarters for the seven as she waited for Homelander to arrive. Her nerves were through the roof as she paced around the room. She went and bought a matching set that was red and it was under her clothes. She wasn’t in her costume but she figured he would be. She heard the door open and she stopped pacing and turned to see Homelander with a smirk on his face. She looked at him as he walked over to her. He didn’t look the least bit nervous but she was. “How long have you been in here for?” He asked her. “An hour.” She whispered. He chuckled and got closer to her. “Are you nervous?” He asked her.

She nodded and he backed her up to the table. His gloved hand put strands of hair behind her ear. “Well don’t be beautiful. I’m gonna make you feel so good.” He whispered the last part in her ear and bit it gently. She closed her eyes and sighed. His hands traveled down to her hips and lifted her on the table. She looked at him and they kissed. His lips moved against hers roughly and she pulled back. “Be gentle baby, we’ve got all night.” She whispered against his lips. Her calling him baby turned him on even more but he listened. She cupped his jaw as they kissed softly this time. His hands went under her shirt and cupped her boobs making her moan into the kiss. She pulled back from the kiss and took off her shirt revealing the red lace bra. His eyes darkened at the sight of her. He pushed her so she was laying down on the table and he kissed down her chest to her abdomen. He undid her jeans and pulled them off her revealing the red panties that matched the bra.

He took in the sight of her and sighed. “You are so beautiful.” He said, making her blush. He hooked his fingers in her lace panties but saw a hole where her pussy was showing out of. “So you wanna be fucked in the lingerie?” He asked. “Yes.” She said which made him smirk. He dropped to his knees and got the scent of her wet pussy. She smelled delicious and sweet. He nuzzled his nose in her making her gasp out and grab ahold of his hair. He took a big sniff and moaned. “Fuck, you smell so good.” He moaned and licked a big stripe up her pussy. She let out a loud moan. He took that as a sign to continue. He pulled her legs so they were over his shoulder and he started sucking and licking her pussy like it was his last meal. Her noises were loud and whiny. He was thankful the room was soundproof or some of the other heroes staying there could walk in.

He wouldn’t care if they did but he also didn’t want anyone else to see her like this. Her moans were so pretty and hot that he was getting so hard just hearing her. Her hips started humping his face and she screamed out at the feeling. His nose managed to bump perfectly on her clit making her sob. He groaned at the noise getting more turned on by the second. She was clenching around nothing and was so close. “Homelander.” She cried. “John.” He told her his name and it was all she could moan. Her breathing was getting louder and she started panting like a dog. “John, I'm gonna cum.” She whined out. He hummed against her and didn’t stop. Both of their movements were sloppy and seconds later she came with a loud moan of his name. He lapped up her juices as they spilled out of her and onto his face.

She pushed his face away once her climax had settled and she felt sensitive. He laughed and looked at her. Her chest was moving up and down fast and her eyes were closed. He stood up and she opened her eyes. She looked at him and was instantly wet again at the sight. His mouth and nose were covered in her slick. “You taste pretty good.” He chuckled. She let out a breathy laugh and sat up. She watched as he pulled down the bottom of his suit. His dick was huge and it made her shiver at bit just the thought of that inside of her. He chuckled at her reaction and pulled her closer to him. “I plan on making you cum 100 times tonight.” He growled as he entered her. She moaned out at the feeling and he groaned. She was squeezing him so hard. “Fuck, you’re tight.” He growled and started moving his hips. She wrapped her arms around his neck and placed her head on his shoulder. His arms were already around her holding her as close as possible.

They were basically hugging as he fucked her hard. The table was making a weird noise but it could barely be heard over her loud moans and his groans. “I’ve dreamed about this moment.” He growled and she moaned in response. She never would have thought that this would be the best sex of her life but it was. His hips knocking into hers. His name was all she seemed to know. He was moaning too but to her that was the hottest thing she has ever heard. Her body was falling onto his as she was getting close to her orgasm. He felt her clenching around him making him whine her name. “I’m so close, baby.” He moaned out and she nodded and looked up at him.

She managed to lean up and kiss him with everything she had. He kissed her back and she whined into the kiss and he felt her cum all over him. That triggered his release and his hips lost their rhythm. They pulled away from the kiss to moan and to breathe. They were both panting at this point and Y/N collapsed on the table. He didn’t pull out of her and got hard again. She looked up at him and he smirked at her. “I told you I was making you cum 100 times tonight.” He smirked. Boy he wasn’t kidding.

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Forget (Homelander)

Description: Homelander losses his memory and becomes a completely different person until Vought wants him back.

Warning: Some Smut

Word Count:4,828k

She sat in the hospital holding his hand as he laid on the bed in what was almost a coma. He was beat up pretty bad, not that he didn’t deserve it but she still saw the good in him. He was her husband after all. She couldn’t blame The Boys for what they did even though they almost killed him. She still had deep hatred for them but it was understandable. Homelander was a dark man but to her he was nice and caring. To an extent that is.

He didn’t know how to do the most basic of things like making mac and cheese and doing laundry. She was the one who did that and bought groceries. He simply didn’t know how to do anything like that. She understood that he had a different life than most so she wasn’t upset by this. She was really upset that she had been told that even though he is a Supe he probably wouldn’t have a lot of memory or any at all. Tears were in her eyes as she stared at him. She wished he would just wake up and assure her that he’s okay. 

It wouldn’t be till 2 days later that he would wake up. He groaned and let his eyes adjust to the bright light of the hospital room. He looked around and saw a woman in the chair next to him who was asleep. He didn’t recognize her at all. “Where am I?” He groaned. She opened her eyes and jumped up at the sound of his voice. “You’re okay!” She said and grabbed his hand. He looked at her confused. Why was she holding his hand? “Who are you?” He asked her. Her face dropped and she wanted to cry. “I’m your wife.” She told him. “And you are a superhero called Homelander.” “Who?” He asked.

Homelander would hate this guy. She pulled out her phone and pulled up pictures of them and him as Homelander. He looked at the photos and didn’t remember anything. He looked at her. “That’s me?” He asked. She nodded and gave him a small smile. “Yup. And here is our wedding photo.” She said, handing him the frame. He looked at the photo and smiled a little. “You look so beautiful.” He said. “That was the only time I could get you out of your suit.” She said with tears in her eyes. She smiled at the memory. 

“Will you please just wear this?” Y/N begged him. He didn’t want to wear anything but his suit. His all american dream suit. He rolled his eyes and took the suit. She smiled and he looked at it. He then looked at her. “Only because you want me too.” He groaned. She had been begging him for months, since they got engaged. He refused until this point that she had the suit in her hand. 

“Why would I never take off the suit?” He asked her. She shrugged. “You loved it and it made you feel secure.” He looked down thinking that sounded ridiculous. “Sounds a bit extreme.” He said and that made her giggle. Hearing her giggle made him smile. “You wouldn’t have ever said anything like that. That’s good to hear.” She said and took the frame from him. “Do you remember anything at all?” She asked, softly. He shook his head. “Your name is John. John Gillman.” “What’s yours?” He asked her. “Y/N Gillman.” He smiled at that. “How long have we been married?” “4 years.” She said. “When do we get to go home?” He asked her. “Hopefully soon.” She said to him. 

They walked into his penthouse and he looked around it. He was in awe at how big it was and how amazing it looked. Y/N smiled as she noticed his amazement. “Pretty cool, right?” She asked. “Yeah.” He breathed out. It was odd for her to see him in regular clothes. She thought he looked so handsome and down to earth like that. They walked to the bedroom and she opened the door. He stepped inside like it was his first time.

He walked to his side of the bed and saw a picture of them on the desk beside the bed. He picked it up. It was a pic of him in his suit and her in a beautiful red dress. “That’s actually one of my favorite pictures.” She said, walking up to him. “You look so happy. And not fake for the camera, happy, actually happy.” She said. “Did I not like the cameras and the attention?” He asked. She shook her head. “You loved the attention but not the cameras and having to act like you liked everyone.” She chuckled a bit.

He set the photo back on the desk and looked around some more. “What was I like?” He asked her. “Well to me you were sweet and caring but you had an ego. You loved to scream to the world at any given moment that you were the Homelander and that you could do whatever you wanted.” “I sound like a dick.” Her eyes widened at his statement. She never would have thought that he would ever say anything like that. “Yeah, I guess.” She said. “I’m so hungry.” He said after checking out the bedroom. “What would you like?” She asked. “What did I eat?” “Well you ate a lot of things but you love Milk.” He chuckled. “Milk?” She nodded.

They walked to the kitchen and she opened the fridge and showed her 4 cartons of Milk. “What the fuck?” He asked and laughed. She laughed as well. “Yeah you loved your milk.” He closed the fridge and they chuckled. “I can make you mac and cheese?” She asked, pulling out the box. “Let me help.” He said. She looked at him shocked. “What?” He asked, taking the box out of her hands. “You just never made food, like ever.” “Wait what? You did all of the cooking?” He asked. She nodded. “You never knew how to.” His jaw dropped at her words. “So I didn’t help you?” “Well if you count standing over my shoulder while I cook, helping.” He laughed and shook his head. “For once, Let me make this.” She nodded and let him make it. 

He sat the bowls on the table and she took a bite. For Mac and Cheese it was amazing. He looked at her waiting for her to say something. “This is pretty good.” She said and took another bite. He chuckled and shrugged. “It was pretty easy.” He said and started eating. It was amazing, It was like he was a whole new person but still himself. He didn’t seem to be into the Homelander persona which she never thought was possible. 

“Do you wanna try it on?” She asked him as he stared at the suit. It was folded on the bed with the cape and gloves. The boots on the floor next to the bed. “I guess I can.” He said. He took off his clothes and she admired his body. The beautiful body he had that she never really got to see, thanks to that suit. As he was putting it on she got nervous that he wouldn’t wanna take it off again. It took him some time but he got the suit on. She let out a breath she was holding as she looked at him. He looked like Homelander again. “Do you wanna see yourself in it?” She asked. He went to the full size mirror on the back of the door. He looked at himself and wanted to laugh. I mean he didn’t think he looked bad but it wasn’t something to wear all the time. Suddenly his mind flashed with him giving a speech to a group of people. “I’m not like the rest of you, I’m better, I’m bigger, I am better!” His head started hurting and he hissed.

She ran over to him and helped him sit down on the bed. “John, are you okay?” She asked, worried. “Yeah, that was weird.”  He said. “What was?” He stood up and began taking it off. “I need to get this thing off.” He said almost destroying the suit. She stood up and helped him take it off. As she was helping him they ended up making eye contact. He dropped the shirt on the ground and she held her breath. He leaned down and kissed her. The kiss was soft and slow. A kiss that Homelander never could do. It was nice. 

“Annie, it’s like he’s a completely different person. He doesn’t have the ego or same personality. I mean he thinks this Homelander persona is laughable.” She explained as they ate. “Has he tried on the suit?” Annie asked. Y/N nodded and shrugged. “He wanted to get it off right away.” She smiled at her friend but then frowned. “Billy is still after him. The Boys are still after him.” Annie told her. “Well, can’t we just explain that John has no memory of anything?” Annie shrugged. “Maybe. But what about Vought?” Y/N didn’t even think about Vought. “I wasn’t even thinking about them.” Annie grabbed her hands. “I will take you to the boys and you can explain to them and then we will worry about Vought.” Y/N nodded. 

Annie sighed and opened the door to their apartment. Y/N had never been here before or even knew much about The Boys, other than the fact that they wanted her husband dead. They walked in and saw them at the kitchen table. “Guys, this is Homelander’s wife. Y/N.” Annie introduced her. Y/N waved at them holding back the part of her that wanted to rip them apart. “If ya here for an apology ya can just leave out the door ya came in.” Billy told her. “I’m not here for that.” She said. “Then why are you here?” Hughie asked her. She sighed and sat down in one of the chairs. “When you guys almost killed my husband he lost his memories. He doesn’t remember anything about being Homelander or you guys.” Y/N explained. They all looked at her confused and shocked.

“Ya mean to tell me that cunt doesn't remember all he’s done?” Billy asked after processing it. She nodded and looked at her hands. “Have you explained to him?” Frenchie asked. “He knows that Homelander was an egotistical asshole but I didn’t tell him anything about you guys.” She said, looking at them. “What if he gets his memories back?” MM asked her. “What if he doesn’t?” Billy chuckled. “He’s a Supe, luv. He will, it just might take longer.” “I mean maybe he won’t.” Annie said. “He doesn’t even like the suit. He wanted it off moments after getting it on.” Y/N told them. Billy shook his head.

“Why ya telling us this?” “You guys don’t have to go after him anymore.” Billy laughed, an actually laugh. “You think just because ya husband lost memories means he shouldn’t suffer for what he did?” “He did suffer. You guys almost killed him!” She exclaimed. “Good. That fucker should be dead. Sorry that he’s ya husband but that was a choice you made.” Billy stood up. “You’re going after someone that mentally didn’t do that stuff. That isn’t fair.” She growled. “Him killing my wife wasn’t fair!” Billy yelled. Everyone went silent and she glared at him. “Revenge has gotten you nowhere but being a miserable old cunt.” she said and stood up. Billy glared at her as she left. 

She looked at John as he came out of the bathroom in PJ pants and a white shirt. She never saw him like this before but it was nice. A good nice. He got into bed with her and kissed her. “You okay?” He asked. She nodded and cupped his face. “It’s just weird to see you in regular clothes.” She said. “Well better get used to it cuz I’m never putting on that suit again.” He tells her and pulls her to his chest. “I like the sound of that.” She mumbles against his chest. 

“Vought wants to speak to him.” Annie told her. She sighed and put her head in her hands. She was worried that they were gonna manipulate him. “Do we have a choice?” She asked. Annie shook her head. “I’m afraid not.” 

“Vought wants to speak to you. I’m gonna take you there tomorrow.” Y/N told him as they ate dinner. “The place that made me Homelander?” He asked. She nodded. “Yes.” “Why?” She sighed. “They wanna see if they can bring your memories of Homelander back.” “I’ve watched videos of who I was before and I don’t wanna go back to that.” He told her. “I understand. I don’t want you to either. That place manipulated you.” She told him. “Then why am I going there?” “Because John they are powerful and we aren’t.” She told him. 

“You want him to put on the suit and act like he’s okay?” Y/N asked in disgust. “John has his own voice. He can speak for himself.” Stan Edgar said. John sat next to his wife as they bickered unimpressed with the conversation. “I don’t wanna act like this guy. That’s not me.” John said to the man. “It is you and you will be.” He growled. 

John stared at the suit as it laid out on the couch in the dressing room. He was supposed to put it on and act like Homelander. Vought didn’t want the world knowing that their best “Hero” lost his memory. Y/N entered his dressing room. “I’m sorry you have to do this.” She said. He looked at her. “Don’t be. It’s not your fault.” He said and kissed her head. “It felt weird having that thing on.” He told her. “Yeah, I bet.” She said. “Have you been practicing your powers?” She asked him. “Yeah but it’s not good enough to fly away from the scene yet.” He said. “I almost wanna go out there in regular clothes and tell the world the truth.” He told her. She smiled at that. “Would be nice. Wouldn’t it?” She asked. “Yeah. It would.” He sighed. “Homelander you’re on in 5.” Ashley yelled through the door. He looked at his wife. “It would be nice so that’s what i’m gonna do.” He told her. 

“Where is your suit?” Ashley asked as they walked. “In the dressing room.” He told her. “Why isn’t it on?” “It’s not me.” He told her. “Please Welcome Homelander!” Starlight yelled into the mic. The crowd went wild and John walked on the stage. The Crowd was confused by his attire. Annie’s eyes widened. Y/N watched his nerves as he took the mic from Annie. “I assume you guys all came for a speech from Homelander. I’m sure that’s what you guys wanted. But uh that’s not gonna happen tonight. You see Homelander isn’t who I am. That’s not me anymore. What Vought doesn’t want you to know is that I lost my memory in a horrible accident.” The crowd gasped. “Vought wanted me to come out here and pretend that nothing happened to me but I won’t. I can’t. I have no more memory of this Homelander and that suit is too much. So I wanted to say that the last you saw of Homelander was before my accident. I have a wife that I love very much and that’s all that matters to me.” The crowd awes. Y/N has tears in her eyes.

He hands the mic back to Annie and walks off the stage. The crowd didn’t know how to react. Some cheering and some confused. “Well would ya look at that. That cunt really has no memory.” Billy says as they watch the TV. “He just told the entire world he’s not Homelander anymore.” Hughie said, staring at the screen. John walked over to his wife and took her hands. “I can’t believe you just did that.” She said. “Well believe it because I’m not doing whatever the hell this is.” He told her. 

Stan Edgar watched the TV in his office in rage. The news was already covering it and there wasn’t a damn thing he could do about it. He had to get him back in that suit. Even if it was the last thing he did. 

Y/N woke up to find that John wasn’t next to her. She looked around the room barely awake and sighed. She got up and stretched. She heard ruckus in the kitchen and went to check it out. The smell of Eggs filled the house as she saw him making some. She smiled and walked over to him. He was humming and jumped a little as he felt her arms wrap around him. “Morning sunshine.” He said. She mumbled a morning into his shirt. “I made you Eggs.” He said and put them on the plate. She pulled away and took the plate from him with a thank you.

She heard the toaster go off and she took out the toast. She went to the fridge and opened it to grab the butter. She saw the 4 cartons of Milk and laughed. “You ever gonna drink this milk?” She asked him. “I don’t know.” He shrugged. “Well you used to love it.” She said walking back over to her toast. “I used to love being a narcissistic asshole too.” He pointed out. She nodded as she put more toast in the toaster for him. “Fair point.” She said, taking her plate to the table. He followed not too long after and sat down across from her. “Thanks for making breakfast. It’s really good.” She said. “You’re welcome.” He said. “Are you getting used to everything around here?” She asked him.

“Yeah. Just not my powers, I don’t want them.” He told her. “I’m sorry.” She said with a frown. “It’s Vought’s fault.” He said. “We should sue them.” He suggested. She wanted to laugh at such a suggestion but thought against it. “Yeah I wish it were that simple.” She said. “The world knows about what they did and how there aren’t any born superheroes.” He told her. “I agree babe. But you were a lab experiment.” She said. “Yeah well I didn’t wanna be.” He got up and got a glass from the cabinet. He got out one of the gallons of Milk and poured himself a glass. He came back to the table and sat down. She smiled as she saw the full glass of Milk. He took a sip from the glass and moaned.

She covered her mouth as she tried not to laugh. She watched as he finished the glass. “That was so good.” He said. She burst out laughing and he chuckled. “Take it, that's how I acted before.” She shook her head. “You got aroused.” She giggled. He looked at her confused. “By Milk?” He asked. She nodded. “You told me you wanted to get me pregnant just so you could suck the milk out of my breasts.” He looked at her, weirdly. “Wow. I sound like a creep.” He said. “Honestly it was kinda hot.” She said. Her face red from the confession. He nodded. “Well, I guess I know what to say now to get you turned on.” He joked. “Me too.” She said, motioning towards the milk. 

“You’re very close with Homelander’s wife…” Stan trailed off, not caring to remember her name. “Y/N.” Annie finished for him. He nodded. “Yes I am.” She said. “Good because I need you to get through to her for me.” She looked at him, confused. “What do you mean?” “She’s the obvious reason he doesn’t wanna be himself anymore. So I need you to get her to convince him to get back in the suit.” He tells Annie. “But he doesn’t wanna be in the suit.” She says. “I don’t care.” He growls. “He is our top Hero here, We need him back even if it’s fake. And if we don’t then we will make a villain out of him and kill his wife.”

“That’s what he said? He’s gonna kill me if I don’t get John back in the suit?” Y/N asked Annie. “Yeah, he said that even if he has to fake being himself.” Y/N shakes her head. “Annie, that’ll never work, he already told the world that he doesn’t wanna be Homelander anymore and that he doesn’t remember anything.” She says. Annie takes a sip of her coffee. “Well maybe you can talk him back into it.” She suggests. Y/N shook her head. “Annie, I don’t think you understand. He doesn’t want to put it back on. It hurt him and he’s seen the videos. He doesn’t wanna be that.” Annie nodded and felt guilty about the wire she was wearing. But she didn’t want Y/N to die. “Are you afraid that if he stays in the suit, he’ll get his memory back?” Annie asked her. 

“Interesting.” Stan said as he listened to the recording over and over again. Annie sat in the seat with guilt. She knew that Homelander was a different guy and that Y/N was happy about that. But her life was at risk and Annie wasn’t going to let her die. “So, we get him in the suit and keep him in it.” Stan says like this was the greatest idea of all time. Annie didn’t say anything but knew that was the only way. 

Y/N and John laid in their bed laughing. “I can’t believe we barely ever did this.” He said as they cuddled. “Yeah well you were always busy with Vought.” She said. He groaned at the name. “Yeah well that will be no more. Fuck that place honestly.” He said. Y/N turned around in his arms. She looked at him with love and smiled. Her fingers traced his face. He looked at her with love as well. “I love you.” He whispered. She smiled and said it back. She leaned in and kissed him. He kissed her back. They softly made out as his hands rubbed up and down her back. She was in one of his shirts. Her hands were cupping his face.

He pulled her on top of him as they kept kissing. Once they couldn’t breathe anymore, they pulled away panting. “John.” she whispered. “I uh, I think I want a baby.” He whispered against her hips. She bit her lip. “Not to drink Milk out of your boobs.” He said and she laughed. She leaned down and kissed him again. His hands moved to her ass and squeezed, making her gasp. He slipped his tongue in her mouth. As they made out he flipped her to the bottom and pulled his shirt off. She helped him pull his sweats down just enough for him to be able to get inside of her. He lifted the shirt so he could enter her, making them both gasp. “Fuck.” He groans. He doesn’t remember much about having sex with her but this was way better than he could imagine. Her hands gripped his back muscles as he thrusted in her. “John.” She whispered.

This is the worst thing that could ever happen. She didn’t know how they ended up in this situation. All she knew was that the second he got the suit back on, it would be over. He would change and not be the loving husband he’s been for a few months. She sobbed as she watched Stan give him the suit and tell him, “You put this on and go out there and act like you’re Homelander or your wife dies. It’s your choice.” Why couldn’t they just be happy? Why did he have to do this? John looked scared, for once in his life.

He looked at the man with fear and hatred. He didn’t want to put the suit back on. He didn’t wanna put on a face for millions of people. He just wanted to be John. He looked at Y/N with sorrow and mouthed an I’m sorry as he took the suit from Stan’s hands. She screamed and cried as he changed out of his regular clothes to put the suit on. Tears brimmed his eyes as he sighed and put on the suit. 

“So what are you saying?” Y/N asked Annie. She sighed and looked at the couple. “Stan believes if you put back on the suit you will get your memory back and become your old self.” She said to them. John looked at Y/N. “But that can’t happen, right? That can’t be possible.” Y/N sighed. When he first put on the suit he held his head in pain and wanted the suit off as soon as possible. It would make sense. “I don’t know.” She whispered. “But he’s gonna try to get you to put it back on.” She tells him. “Well, I'm not going to.” He says and takes her hand. “John, he’s threatening Y/N’s life.” Annie told him. “I don’t know if you have a choice.” 

He didn’t. He wasn’t gonna let Y/N die. Y/N couldn’t even look as her husband put back on the suit. Tears streamed down her face as she closed her eyes. She heard John yell in pain and collapse on the floor. He wanted the suit off so bad but fought against it. All the memories of him as Homelander came rushing to his brain. All the fake and awful things he said to the world, and did hit him like a truck. Until it stopped. The room fell silent and Y/N opened her eyes. She saw him get up and though he looked the same, something was off. “John?” She whispered. He looked over at her and she wanted to cry. He had that look in his eye. The Homelander look. “You’re on in 5, Homelander.” Stan said to him.

He looked away from his wife to look at Stan. “Keep an eye out on her, she looks like a mess.” He said before exiting the room. Y/N broke down in sobs again. “What did you do?” She cried. “I fixed him. He is what he is now. What he’s meant to be.” He said to her. “No. No he’s not. You ruined him, ever since he was a baby. He had a chance and you took that from him.” She yelled at Stan. He looked at her with no emotion on his face. “Y/N sooner or later you will realize that he is perfect just the way he is and you can’t change. You never could. You had your fun but it’s over now. Accept it.” 

She sat in the penthouse and cried, cried her little heart out as she held the positive pregnancy test in her hand. Of course she wanted a baby, the planned it. But that was before he put the suit on and became his old self. What would he do? How would he react? She didn’t have time to really think as she heard him arrive. She started to panic and looked for a place to hide the test but he appeared all too fast. “What’s that in your hand?” He asked her. She looked up at him with fear in her eyes as she stuttered over her words. “A pregnancy test?” He asked. She nodded, unable to speak. He took it from her shaky hands and examined it. “So, you’re pregnant?” “Yes.” His face didn’t show any emotion, making her scared for her life.

He slowly broke into a smile and he hugged her. She was shocked but hugged him back. “This is perfect.” He sighed. She pulled back and looked up at him, confused. “Y-you want a baby?” She asked. He chuckled and cupped her face. “I mean sure. But I'm more excited about how your body is gonna look and how full your boobs will be.” He said, checking her out. “I can practically smell it.” She wanted to laugh, she wanted to cry but didn’t show any emotion about what he said. “Now, how about you make us some dinner?” He asked but more so demanded.

She didn’t nod or say anything. She just walked into the kitchen with tears in her eyes. It all felt like a dream, all the good times they recently just had. None of it seemed to be real. Honestly, she wished that it wasn’t. Maybe if he didn’t lose his memory she wouldn’t know what he would be like then. That would have been for the better. Because at the end of day she realized as she grabbed the mac and cheese from the cabinet and started the water, she wasn’t in love with him anymore. She was just in love with the person he was for months. She was in love with the memory. She was in love with John.

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Breastfeeding (Homelander)

Homelander has an lactation kink so he obviously wants to suck the milk out of his wife’s breasts

-He watched as his wife breastfed their new baby. He watched in awe and anger as the baby sucked on her tit. That should be me, he thinks. His wife had no idea that he was obsessed with milk and had a lactation kink. So when she looked up to find him staring at her chest as their baby drank the milk she was confused. “You okay?” she asked. He shook his head and smiled. “Yeah, of course.” He lied and walked out of the room, no longer being able to hide his hard on. He constantly wore his suit, never taking it off and when he was hard it was the most obvious thing in the world.

-Y/N was very confused on why he would always stare at her chest while she was breastfeeding their baby. He wouldn’t ever say anything just stare at her. She couldn’t place the look in his eyes but if she had to guess he almost looked turned on? She shook her head think that was a crazy thought but then it happened again. 

-It was like every time she was breastfeeding he was in the room staring so she had to bring it up. “Hey John.” She said, walking in their shared bedroom. He looked over at her. “Yes?” She sighed and sat on the bed. He looked at her and waited for her to speak. “Every time I’m feeding Y/K/N you always stare at me, why?” She asked. Fuck, he thought. She was probably going to think he was a weirdo. “I uh-” “Are you turned on by my boobs being full of milk?” She asked before he could speak. “Would that be a problem if I was?” He asked. She shook her head. “No, but it would make sense.” She said to him. “Do you have any left?” He asked her, staring at her chest. “Tomorrow, I will let you suck on my tits.” She tells him. He nodded and she kissed him. “But tonight I can suck on something.” She said against his lips, making him smirk.

- The next night she sat on the bed as he came into the bedroom. He almost gasped at the sight. She was topless and her breasts were leaking. He was almost drooling. She patted the spot next to her and he almost ran to sit. He looked down at her chest and she smirked. “Have you ever sucked milk out of boobs before?” She asked, her hands reaching up and playing with his hair. He never did suck it out of breasts before. “No.” He shook his head, but he has had it before. “Have you had breast milk at all?” She asked. “Yeah.” He said. She nodded and thought of who he could have had it from. But that didn’t matter, not now. “Well now you can.” She told him and he licked his lips. He leaned in and latched on to a nipple. Her hands are still playing with his hair. She gasped feeling him softly suck on her tit. The milk leaked into his mouth as he drank it up. She let out a little moan at the sensitivity. His eyes almost rolled back as he tasted how good she was. He was harder than ever, this was the best thing that’s ever happened to him. He moved his body in between hers. “Is that good, baby?” She asked as he sucked. He hummed and nodded lazily against her. She closed her eyes and let him enjoy it. His hips started humping the bed making her open her eyes. She watched his clothed ass move up and down as he switched to her other boob. “Baby, you’re humping the bed.” She tells him. He didn’t care, not when he was drinking his wife’s milk. He was soon whining against her boob as she cooed at him. He came in his pants so hard and let out a whimper of her name. He stopped sucking on her boobs as she ran her hand through his hair. He calmed down and looked up at her. He looked fucked out and had a blissful smile. “That was awesome.” He said, causing her to giggle. “Yeah I bet.” She said. He got up and saw the wet spot on the bed and his pants. “Guess we need to change the sheets.” He said. 

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Virgin Will Graham

Will hadn’t had sex yet despite being in his 30’s. He felt like it was embarrassing but Y/N found it hot and wanted to be the one to take it. Will knew what sex was and what to do just never did and Y/N was going to make sure that she was the one that took his virginity. 

Hannibal looked at the woman with a straight face as she told him what she wanted most in life. “I want to fuck Will Graham.” She said to him. Not that he disagreed with her but felt like there was more in life to want than some man’s virginity. But she felt like that was her life goal. 

Will had an attraction towards Y/N. He thought she was very beautiful and sweet. Sure he could tell that she was flirting with him but didn’t know how to flirt back. He didn’t wanna scare her off. He’d watch her clench her thighs together as they talked. 

“Your face is so pretty.” She said to him as her fingers traced his face. He watched her as her fingers dragged along his face. He loved the feeling of her soft fingers. “So pretty, I wanna sit on it.” 

Anyone would tell him that he was stupid for not fucking her right then and there. But he was nervous. Nervous that he wouldn’t be able to please her like she deserved. She definitely had experience and had enough to have the confidence to say the dirtiest things to him.

When they had their first kiss, she initiated it. He had kissed before but this way was so different. Their lips moved together for longer than he ever had before. She ended up climbing into his lap. He was hard, oh so hard. And she could feel it. Thinking things would be going further she started kissing and sucking on his neck. Her soft lips felt amazing as they abused his neck. His breathing was harder and her hands moved up and down his torso, avoiding his crotch on purpose. He gasped out a loud moan and she smirked against his neck, thinking that he was just a loud guy. Her hand made it to his covered dick and she gasped. She pulled away from his neck and saw that he had came just from her kissing his neck. His face was red and he apologized. She cupped his face and giggled. “It’s okay baby boy, no need to. Just imagine how good it would feel if you were inside of me.” She whispered against his lips. 

This happened multiple times. He would cum in his pants before she could properly touch him. He would instantly apologize and she would tell him that he shouldn’t be sorry and that it was normal. He still felt like he was ruining the fun. 

One time that he came in his pants, he was eating her out. His nose was buried in her pussy as he tasted her sweet juices. Her hips were fucking his face as she moaned loudly for him. He started humping the mattress, not realizing it. He ended up moaning into her pussy making them both cum. He stood up and there was a wet spot on his jeans. She smirked at that and was happy they both got pleasure in some way. 

“Ok we aren’t going to kiss or do anything before your dick is in my mouth.” She told him and he obviously was okay with that. Her mouth being wrapped around his dick was making it hard for him not to cum right away. He wanted to enjoy the feeling. Which he got to for 2 minutes before cumming down her throat with a groan of her name. She swallowed everything and smirked at him. 

The next time they hooked up, they actually had sex. He was nervous that he wouldn’t be able to please her right. But when she slid down onto his hard cock, making both of them moan out, that thought went away. Her wet pussy drenching him and making it easy for her to take him. He held her hips and looked up at her with blissed out eyes as she rode him. Moans and whimpers leaving his mouth at the amazing feeling that he’s never felt before. She looked down at him in awe and moaned with him. She loved the feeling of him inside of her and wanted nothing more than to take him rough and deep. But with it being his first time she wanted to be careful as if she would break him. She was in fact breaking him. But in the best way possible. 

When they came, it was together. He was being louder than her but that was excepted, given the fact that he’s never done this before. This whole experience was foreign to him. He came so much and she gasped feeling it inside of her and that triggered her release. The feeling of her making his dick more wet than it was made him gasp. This whole experience was amazing for him. 

“Did it feel good?” She asked him as she laid on his chest. He was rubbing her back and he let out a yes and chuckled. She smiled up at him “Good. I’m glad.” She said. This definitely wouldn’t be the last time they did that. 

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Beard (Billy Butcher)

Drabble about Billy’s Beard and Y/N wanting to see him without it.

Word Count: 661

“When’s the last time you shaved your beard?” Y/N asked him. He looked over at her and set down his drink. “Why? Am I not pretty enough for ya anymore?” He jokingly asked. Y/N let out a laugh. “You aren’t what I would call pretty.” She said. He scooted closer to her on the couch. “Then what would you call me?” She set down her drink and shrugged. She leaned back on the couch. “Hot, Sexy, Mysterious.” She listed and he chuckled. He leaned back too and pulled her into his lap.

“No but seriously, when's the last time?” She asked, looking up at him. He was playing with her hair. “I stopped shaving after I thought Becca died.” He told her. Her eyes softened and she felt bad for even asking. Becca was a hard topic to talk about. She was there for him when he found out that Becky was alive and had a child. They weren’t dating yet but she still was there for him. Even when they were dating and Becca was killed she still never made him feel like shit for being upset or crying.

Becca was his wife and probably still would be if it wasn’t for Homelander. She never liked to think of the what ifs and even Billy told her that he loved her now and that he always will. “You okay?” He asked her, pulling her out of her thoughts. She nodded and snuggled into his tummy. “Just curious as to what you look like without a beard.” She mumbled into his stomach. He chuckled and stopped playing with her hair. “Maybe someday, Love.” He told her.

That conversation had been long forgotten about. It had been a month since it happened and frankly she didn’t think about it anymore. Billy was nervous. He had bought a razor and stared at it for some time before he made his decision. He hadn’t done this in years, and had no reason to. But now he did and though his nerves were through the roof about it, he wanted to see Y/N’s reaction. So he turned it on and brought the razor to his face and started shaving. There was no going back now as he watched the hair fall from his face. 

Y/N was in the kitchen making The Boys and herself dinner. The others weren’t back yet from whatever they were doing but should be soon. She hadn’t seen Billy in about an hour. He was probably catching up on some sleep or research, she thought. The door opened and she didn’t bother looking up from the stove as she greeted him. “Hey babe.” She said. He was so nervous to see her reaction, he was hoping that if she was disgusted or didn’t like it she could hide it well. “Hey.” He said. The tone of his voice sounded like he was nervous so she looked over at him in concern. She gasped and dropped the spatula in her hand.

There he, Billy Butcher, stood in the kitchen without a beard. Her jaw dropped as she just stared at him. Shook being the only evident thing on her face. He just looked back at her, waiting for words. “Well, What do ya think?” He asked her, nervous about the silence. She turned off the stove and walked over to him. Her hands cupped his face and felt the smooth skin that she hadn’t touched before. She looked at him in awe. “Oh my gosh.” She whispered. “Do you like it?” He asked her. She nodded. “Yeah.” She said before kissing him. He kissed her back, happy that she liked it. While they were kissing, The Boys happened to walk through the door. “Would you two get a room?” MM asked. They pulled away from the kiss. “Fuck off ya Cunt.” Billy said and the others gasped. “You shaved your beard!” Frenchie exclaimed. Y/N nodded. “And he looks pretty damn good too.” 

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Busy (Hannibal Lecter)

Description: Y/N is needy but Hannibal is busy

Warning: Smut

Word Count:1,100k

She huffed and puffed as she waited for Hannibal to get done with paperwork. He was taking too long and she was getting needy. It was clear that he wouldn’t be done anytime soon. “I won’t be done for some time, love. Think you can wait?” He asked her but in reality it wasn’t even him asking, it was more of him telling her that she had to wait. What was taking him so long with paperwork? Between her legs was achy and has been since before he started. She knew that she couldn’t wait any longer for him to be done. She thought about touching herself but was worried that Hannibal would be done before she would and he would punish her. He hated when she took matters into her own hands. So she walked into his office in hopes he was almost done or even better yet done.

He was still working which caused her to let out a sigh that caught his attention. He looked over at her “I’m not done yet.” He stated. She walked in the room more. “But Hanni, I've been waiting for hours. I don’t know how much longer I can take.” She whined, dramatically. He rolled his eyes at her. “You’re just gonna have to wait it out.” He tells her. “But Hanni, I'm dripping wet.” She tells him and walks closer to him. He looked over at her and noticed that she was wearing one of his shirts and a pair of panties. She smirks and takes one of his hands between her legs. He feels her soaking wet panties and looks up at her.

She had pleading eyes that begged him to help her with some relief. He pulled his hand away from her panties and turned back to his work. She sighed and was about to start begging again. “If you want to get off it’ll have to be on my thigh.” He said without looking at her. They’ve never done that before. “Y-Your thigh?” She asked. He hummed in reply. “To get off you will hump my thigh or you will not get off at all.” She didn’t have any option and that was clear so she removed her dripping panties from herself and was about to take off her shirt, well his shirt before he stopped her. “Leave my shirt on.” He tells her.

She straddled his thigh and sat down on it. She moved around a bit trying to find the right angle that would hit perfect. Once she did she began moving. Her hips moved slowly as she wrapped her arms around him. He wasn’t paying attention to her which annoyed her but at least she could get off. She stared at the side of his face as her hips moved a little faster. Her clit hitting a perfect spot on his dress pants making her moan in his ear. That almost caught his attention but not quite. Her breathing started to pick up and it started feeling really good. “Hanni fuck your thigh feels so good.” She whined in his ear.

That caught his attention and he stopped what he was doing. He leaned back in his seat and watched his wife fuck herself on his thigh like a bitch in heat. His hands were on her hips helping her move. Her warm gush was all over his pant leg now but he didn’t care. “You’re making such a mess on my pants, dear.” He teased. She couldn’t form words so she moaned in response. His hand traveled up her body to her boobs. He squeezed them, making her gasp out his name. He leaned forward and started kissing her neck marking her as his own. She started panting like a dog, so close to her release that she’s been craving. Hannibal pulled back a little and watched her. “Are you close?” He asked. “Yes baby so close.” She moaned. He thought about letting her cum all over his thigh but wanted to feel her cum on his dick even more.

He lifted her on the table stopping her from cumming. She gasped and he stood up to unbutton his pants and pull them down. She watched as he got rid himself of his clothing and sat back down in the chair. He pulled her back down on him and entered her making her gasp out his name. The feeling of her leaking all over his dick was the best feeling in the world to him. He started thrusting up into her giving her no time to breathe or adjust. She was letting out loud moans and whines as he fuckked up into her. He was groaning himself, loving the feeling of her tight pussy gripping him. The chair was making noises as his hips slammed up into her. Her breath was being taken away from her as the pleasure got better and better. “Hanni fuck.” She almost screamed.

His angle was perfect but he was tired of thrusting up into her so he set her on the table and started thrusting again. She gripped his back and moaned as sweat dripped down their bodies and on to the now ruined paperwork. He didn’t care at the moment, too focused on his wife pleasure. He held her tight to him as he felt himself near the edge. He was a gentleman and always let her cum first. He reached down between them and started rubbing her clit. If she wasn’t screaming before she was definitely screaming now. One last thrust of his hips and she was cumming all over him. Her orgasm was intense due to her waiting hours to release. He let go right after her with a grunt. The feeling of him cumming inside of her was the best feeling to her. She loved it and if she wasn’t so tired she could cum again.

Both of them panting and riding out the pleasure until it was gone. She whined a little as he pulled out of her. He took his shirt off her and threw it somewhere in the office. He made a mental note to pick it up before tomorrow's session with Will. He picked her up from off the table forgetting about the paperwork. She wrapped her arms and legs around him. She let out a yawn as he carried her to the bedroom. He placed her on the bed and got in it with her. He sighed and pulled her into his chest. She was already asleep. 

“Hey Hannibal, why is your shirt in here?” Will asked. Fuck

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Obsessed with Homelander

Y/N wanted to fuck Homelander so bad, it was pathetic. The others were very confused on why anyone would wanna fuck him, given the things he’s done and how he acts. Did Y/N even know the things he’s done? They wouldn’t put it past her given how dumb she was at times. 

There was a meeting that the seven were having that was kind of important. It was about the Supe Terrorists and how they needed to stop em’. Homelander was ranting on about it and Y/N just stared at him like he was the whole world to her. He was to her and himself. “You’re so beautiful.” She accidentally blurted out. She looked around and the others stared at her with a weird look. “When I’m talking, no one else is to be.” He said with anger. “Sorry, Daddy.” She said and looked down at her lap. The others’ weird looks didn’t go away. Homelander looked at the girl with wide eyes. 

Y/N would constantly bring him gifts. (Food, Milk) She knew that he had a milk obsession but it wasn’t because she stalked him…or anything. She handed him the gallon of Milk with a smile. He took it from her, very confused on how she knew that he loved Milk. She leaned down and whispered in his ear. “You know..If you make me a mommy you could have milk anytime you wanted.” His face got so red after that. He hated that she would say stuff like that to him before meetings. 

On Halloween Y/N would dress up like him, just to impress him. Though she went the more skankier route. She had a very sexy two piece with a cape, boots and gloves. It was his exact outfit, just a slutty version. His jaw dropped as he saw her walking around Vought like that. She wasn’t in her costume but was in one that resembled his. She walked up to him. “You know..If you fuck me right now, you’d basically be fucking yourself just as a woman.” She winked. 

Starlight and Maeve tried telling her that Homelander was dangerous and that she did in fact not want to fuck him. It wasn’t a good idea. She didn’t listen and ended up sending him pictures of herself nude just to see if that would get his attention. He did but it also made everything a lot worse. “Y/N i’m flattered that you have an obsession with me, really I am. But you can’t send me nude pictures of yourself and whisper dirty things in my ear.” He would tell her. He lied to her and told her he doesn’t fuck other members of the seven. She said she would leave but he told her No.

Stormfront came along and Y/N realized that he was lying to her. She felt hurt and sad that he couldn’t just tell her No but lie to her instead. What did Stormfront have that she didn’t? Stormfront knew that Y/N had an obsession with him, thanks to Homelander and always had to tease her or show off the fact that Homelander wanted her more. Y/N watched as Stormfront would kiss him and basically fuck him right infront of her. She would just storm away, mad. Stormfront would smirk.

Homelander noticed that Y/N was quiet during meetings and didn’t hit on him. He was confused and definitely missed it. She barely even looked at him which annoyed him. He realized that he liked having her all over him and hated that she wasn’t. He would roll his eyes anytime StormFront tried to rub whatever they had in her face. “Stop doing that.” He would tell her. “The poor girl gets it.” StormFront was offended. “What, Do you like her or something?” StormFront asked him. He didn’t answer her, causing her to go away. 

When all the nazi shit about StormFront came out and the girls teamed up on her, Y/N really kicked her ass. She didn’t like the bitch from the start. Homelander saw that Y/N was using all her powers and abilities on StormFront. She really didn’t hold back. “You got some nerve.” He growled at her. She huffed and rolled her eyes. “Oh my god Homelander, I’m right here waiting for you, always have been. You don’t need that Nazi loving skank. I’ve been here the whole time.” She would yell back at him. 

His hips pounded into hers, not caring who walked in. She was so loud, her moans and whines were so loud but he loved it. His name fell off her lips over and over again. “I’ve waited so long for this moment.” She whined. “Just to have you inside of me.” He could cum at what she was saying to him. Having someone actually obsessed with him and want him in every way shape or form was great. He was moaning himself at her tight pussy squeezing him. “I love the way you treat me like i’m your world. It’s so hot.” He whined. “You are my world, John. Always have been, always will be.” She moaned. Her calling him by his real name was so hot and making him twitch. “I want you to cum for me John. I want you to fill me up and make me carry your baby.” She managed to say to him. He whined and groaned as he came. She came right after, moaning his name. “Just so you know, you’re mine now.” He whispered in her ear. “I’ve always been yours, John.”

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Best Friend (Will Graham)

Description: Will catches Y/N masturbating to him

Warning: Masturbation

Word Count: 1,204k

She stared at him as he talked to Hannibal who sat next to him. He had his special chair that he always sat in during dinners, not that she was complaining. She got the perfect view of her best friend who she was in love with and who she also lived with. She wasn’t sure what they were talking about, she didn’t hear a word. She was too busy staring at him. When she was about to get caught she looked down at her food that was barely eating.

Will distracted her from doing all sorts of things. Eating happened to be one of them. Will was oblivious to her feelings for him, he shared them but wasn’t aware they felt the same way. All of her boyfriends she had weren’t anything like Will and they were older than her. So he thought she was into Hannibal. He figured that’s why she always came over with him to dinner but it had nothing to do with Hannibal. It had everything to do with Will. She knew that eventually her feelings would be exposed or he would catch on but she wasn’t sure how or when it would happen. 

A few days later Will wasn’t home and Y/N was feeling horny. With work and Will being there when she was she never had the time to pleasure herself. But Will wasn’t there and was stuck on a case so she had the house to herself and well…the dogs. She felt herself get wet at the thought of him. He was so sexy and just beautiful. His voice, oh dear god his voice, was something that she could get off to, like the rest of him. He was so sexy and she would do anything to be able to ride his dick until he was a whimpering mess. But she sadly couldn’t. So she had to take care of herself. She stripped down to her bra and panties hoping she had lots of time. She grabbed one of her pillows and laid it on the bed. She thought of Will and instantly got hot and needy. It was pathetic really.

Just the thought of him was enough to get her going, she felt so desperate. She got on her bed and straddled the pillow like it was a body, Will’s body. She placed her hands on the pillow as she imagined it to be Will’s chest. She slowly started moving her hips back and forth. She closed her eyes and let out a sigh as her hips moved at a slow pace wanting to build up the pleasure. Her covered clit rubbed against the cotton panties making her let out a soft moan. Her hips picked up the pace a little, setting a moderate pace. One of her hands reached up to toyed with her nipples. She was starting to feel really good and she started moaning more. Her hips picked up speed so she was really riding the pillow like it was a man.

Her breathing and moans could be heard throughout the room and probably the house. Sweat started to form on her back and head as she rode the pillow for dear life. Her body felt hot and she had to get the rest of her clothes off her body. She stopped humping the pillow and undid her bra letting it fall off her. She got off the pillow to take off her underwear which was now wet with her juices. She sighed and got back on the pillow. Her clit now in contact with the pillow making her moan. She slowly started humping again this time in more pleasure due to no clothing. Her hips started moving faster and faster and she started moaning Will’s name.

It was on que that Will walked in the door and greeted the dogs. Y/N was far too lost in the pleasure that she hadn’t heard the door opened or the dogs. Will heard noises coming from her room and became concerned at first. He called out her name but all he got in response was his name but in a moan. He opened her bedroom door and gasped at the sight. His best friend humping her pillow and moaning his name. His eyes couldn’t leave the sight. He watched as her ass jiggled and moved so fast on the pillow. His eyes traveled up her body that was covered in sweat. His eyes landed on her face that looked so hot.

Her mouth was opened and her eyes closed as she let out moans and whines. His pants were tight and he just wanted to take her right then and there but also wanted to enjoy the show. “So this is how I find out you like me?” He asked. She gasped and stopped humping. She looked at him like she had been caught doing something she shouldn’t have. He chuckled and walked in the room. “No please don’t stop just because I’m here.” She looked at him with wide eyes. “Will-” “My name sound better when you moan it.” He said and sat on her bed facing her. All she did was stare at him. “Like I said, Don’t stop.” She still didn’t do anything, making him sigh. “Finish humping your pillow.” He demanded. She slowly started to move her hips on the pillow again. He watched her with a smirk as she stared at him.

Her clit was rubbing against it again making her moan and pick up the pace. “So this is how you get off to me?” He asked as he moved closer to her. “Is it?” He asked and she nodded. “Yes Will fuck.” She moaned out. He reached and grabbed one of her boobs making her gasp and hump harder. “You look so hot baby. Bet you wish you were on top of me and not some pillow.” He said and she moaned loudly at that. “Yeah but since you couldn’t just tell me you wanted me to fuck you, you have to get yourself off on a pillow.” He said, fake pity lacing his voice. His hand that wasn’t playing with her boob moved down her body to her shaven pussy. He put his thumb on her clit making it so she was humping it.

She let out a loud whine at the feeling. “You like that baby?” He asked her. “Yes.” She screeched out now so close to the edge. He chuckled. “I bet you do. Just imagine fucking my cock instead of my thumb.” Oh she did alright, all the time. “Will.” She moaned loudly. “Are you close? Are you gonna cum all over this pillow thinking about me?” He asked her, latching his lips onto her neck. She sobbed out a yes and he pulled away watching her body jerk and her hips lose rhythm as she cums all over the pillow. “Good girl. Ride it out baby.” He tells her watching as she falls apart. Her hips stutter and her moans soften as her orgasm sadly comes to an end. She let out one last breath and looked at him. “That was so fucking hot.” He growled and he leaned in and kissed her.

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Older Men Do It Better (Hannibal)

Description: Y/N can’t seem to find any guys that can satisfy her needs so Hannibal helps her.

Warning: Smut

Word Count: 1,509k

Dates after dates, fuck after fuck, Y/N couldn’t seem to choose them right. She wanted a nice guy that wasn’t all about himself, that knew how to make a decent meal and that could fuck her right. She just didn’t seem to be getting any of it. She knew that she sucked at dating and couldn’t pick a decent man to save her life but she was really trying. All 3 together were hard. Some guys were really nice but couldn’t cook or make her cum. Some guys were assholes that couldn’t cook but knew how to her cum. But all 3 together? That was a challenge. She sighed as she sat on her couch swiping on dating apps trying to find that right man. Wine glass in her hand as she cringed over some of the guys’ bios. Some of them were cute and sweet and she clicked the checkmark on those ones but something was missing.

Her doorbell rang and she got up, setting the wine glass on her coffee table and walking to the door. She opened it and Hannibal was there with more wine and containers. “Brought you some food.” He said holding up the containers. She laughed and let him in. “Thanks. I’ve been needing that actually.” She said to him. He sat the food down on the kitchen counter. “Everything okay?” He asked her. She shook her head and laughed. “I wish it was.” He looked at her concerned and she sighed. “You’re not here for a session, we don’t have to talk about it.” She tells him. “Well that doesn’t mean I don’t wanna hear about it.” He said and gave her the container of food. She took it and thanked him. He was such a good cook, the best. He was also so nice and caring towards her. “I’ve been going on a bunch of dates and they can never check all three boxes.” She said, taking a bite of the food. “What are the three boxes?” He asked her. “Being a nice guy, Be a good cook and I can’t say the last one.” She said. “Oh come on, just tell me.” He said pouring a glass of wine. “No it’s so embarrassing, you’re going to make fun of me.” She said. “I would never. Now tell me.” She sighed knowing there was no way out of this.

“They have to be able to make me cum.” Her face was red after she said it. “And none of them can?” He asked. “Well some can but those of course were the assholes.” She said. He chuckled at that. “See I knew you would laugh.” She whines. “Love, I’m not laughing at you, I’m laughing at what you said. Asshole guys would know how to make a girl cum.” He said. “It’s just ridiculous, Hannibal. What am I missing?” “How old are these guys?” He asked her. She shrugged “My age.” She looked at him as he nodded. “Maybe you need to try older guys.” He suggested. “Why?” “Older guys can do all of that and better.” She scoffed. “Speak for yourself.” “I am.” He said. She looked at him. “I can do all three.” His confidence would have made her roll her eyes but maybe he was right. “Maybe you can.” He set the wine glass down and looked over to her. She looked up at him as they were face to face. “I can show you if you wanna find out.” He said, cupping her face.

Her eyes stared at his lips wanting nothing more to kiss him. As if he read her mind he leaned down and kissed her. She kissed him back and wrapped her arms around his neck. Their lips moved in rhythm and she completely forgot about the food. Once they were out of breath they pulled away. She stared at him as he pulled off his jacket. “Where do you wanna do this?” He asked her. “Bedroom.” She said. In a swift movement he picked her up bridal style and carried her to the bedroom. He sat her down on the bed and she watched as he pushed her to where she was laying down. His hands moved down her body to her sweatpants. He pulled them down revealing a very wet thong. “My my you’re very wet.” He said to her as his finger slowly ran up her clit causing her to gasp.

He chuckled and stood up taking off his clothes. She leaned up and watched him strip. Her eyes traveled over his body as the clothing fell to the floor. Her panties got wetter by the second. He’s so sexy and fit for someone his age. His dick was huge and thick, making her question if it would fit inside of her. He got on the bed next to her and she turned to look at him. “I like for you to be on top.” He told her. She got up and took her shirt off revealing a basic bra, she wasn’t prepared for anything like this to happen. He sat up and pulled her body to him. She looked down at him and he gave her a sexy smirk. His one hand undid her bra and the other was rubbing circles on her clit. Her eyes shut as she gasped his name.

The bra fell to the ground revealing her chest to him. He took this opportunity to put one of her nipples in his mouth. Her hands went to the back of his head pushing him closer. She threw her head back as her moans filled the room. She was so caught up in the pleasure that she didn’t realize that her panties were still on until he quickly yanked them down. He pulled her body on his and fell back down so he was laying on the bed. She looked down at his dick and just stared like she was earlier. “What’s wrong, love?” He asked her. She looked up at him. “Is that even gonna fit?” She asked. He wanted to laugh at her question but didn’t, knowing she was nervous. That really boosted his ego. “Yes sweetheart it will. And it’ll feel so good too.” If her pussy could get more wet it did. He took his dick in his hand and stroked it a few times before lining it up with her entrance. “Slowly sit down.” He told her. She felt his dick at her entrance and she slowly took it in, gasping at the size. She sat inch by inch feeling him go deeper inside of her.

The pain was bearable as there was pleasure too. His hands grabbed ahold of her hips helping her sit on his cock. Once she was fully sat on him she let herself adjust to him. She leaned down and kissed him. He kissed back and they ended up making out. He let her adjust until he thrusted up into her, making her gasp into the kiss. His hips had a steady rhythm while she tried to keep her balance on him. Luckily, his hands haven’t moved from her hips. “Move your hips, darling.” He told her and she did and oh wow. With him pounding up into her and her meeting his thrust, it felt amazing. Hannibal wasn’t one to make a lot of noise during sex but her pussy felt too good not to groan and enjoy it. She sat up and started bouncing on him, making it hard for him to be quiet.

Her boobs were bouncing and her eyes were closed as she let the most pornographic moans leave her mouth. He watched the woman above him lose it. She was so into it that she gasped when he flipped them over. He started pounding into her and watched as her face mixed into pleasure. She cried his name like a prayer as he made the bed shake and creak. “Hannibal you feel so fucking good.” She whined. He felt her pussy clench around him and by her breathing he could tell that she was close. “Are you going to cum?” He asked her through heavy breaths. She nodded and squeaked out a yes. The look on her face was enough to push him over the edge. She felt herself let go and cum all over his cock, screaming his name like it was the only thing she knew.

He grunted as he pumped her full of his cum and watched as her hips rode out the high. He pulled out of her and collapsed next to her. Both of them, breathing hard and had heavy eyelids. “You were right. Older Men do it better.”She breathed out with a laugh. He chuckled “Hope this doesn’t mean you will actually go out and fuck anymore people.” She shook her head and turned to look at him. “Nope you did it for me.” She said. He looked at her and smiled. “Good. You’re mine now.” He said and kissed her. She didn’t mind that one bit.

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Better (Soldier Boy)

Description: Soldier Boy notices that Homelander isn’t nice to his wife so he will do anything in his power to try and get her to leave him.

Word Count:1,852k

He watched from afar as Homelander yelled and screamed at his wife. She had made a mistake and Homelander was yelling at her, not in front of anyone but he still saw it. She was so damn beautiful and sexy, he really questioned how a fuckup like Homelander got a girl like her. “You were supposed to be here with my food 20 minutes ago!” He yelled at his poor wife who was trying to talk. “There was traffic, I’m sorry there wasn’t anything I could do.” “Oh there was traffic, huh? Well maybe next time leave earlier!” Ben couldn’t watch this anymore without wanting to kill him. He had to get that poor woman out of the situation. 

“What can you tell me about Homelander’s wife?” Ben asked the boys as he walked through the door. They all looked up at him. “Y/N?” Hughie asked. “Yeah she’s his wife, right?” Hughie nodded. “So what can you tell me about her?” “Why do you wanna know about her?” Billy asked. “Homelander treat the poor girl like shit.” He said. Billy shrugged. “Eh well maybe the lady likes it.” He suggested. “Didn’t seem like it.” Everyone was confused as to why he wanted to know about her and why he cared. “What do you wanna fuck her or something?” MM asked. Soldier Boy looked at him with disgust but honestly she was breathtaking, maybe he did. “No, But she shouldn’t be treated like shit by her own husband.” He said. “She’s his wife and has been for years. She’s 10 years younger than him and she is unemployed.” Frenchie told him. They all look at the man. “What? It’s common knowledge.” “You won’t get her out of that marriage, so don’t try.” Billy told him.

Ben didn’t listen nor care what the others said. He kept a secret from the others. Homelander was his son and he hadn’t told anyone yet. He didn’t like the fucker and wanted what he had. He could treat her better than he was. It had to be fate when he saw her getting her poor excuse of a husband some food she could make. He wasn’t sure why he agreed to be the one to go get groceries for the boys but he was glad he did. He watched as she tried to reach something from the top shelf but couldn’t. He chuckled to himself and walked over to her. “Excuse me miss, do you want some help?” He asked her. She looked over at him and stopped reaching.

“If you don’t mind.” She said. He shook his head. “Not at all.” He picked up the item she was trying to reach for and handed it to her. “Thank you so much.” She said with a smile. He loved that smile now that he got to see it. “No problem.” He said and watched her put the item in the cart. “You’re Homelander’s wife, right?” He asked. She nodded but didn’t look too happy. “Yup.” She said. “Must be awesome being married to a superhero.” He said. She didn’t look thrilled about it. “Yeah, I guess.” She said. “Are you okay?” He asked her. “Yeah yeah I’m fine.” she lied. He knew she wasn’t telling the truth but didn’t say anything as he went his own way. 

It was days later that he ran into her again. As much as he would like to plan these things it’s been accidentally. She was ordering coffee and he walked up behind her in line. His eyes widened once he realized she was in front of him. “Hey, don’t I know you from somewhere?” He asked. She turned around and smiled at him. “You’re the guy from the store the other day.” She said. He smiled at her. “Yeah. My name’s Ben by the way.” He tells her. “Y/N.” She said. Though he already knew that. “You getting coffee for Homelander?” He asked her. She shook her head. “No he doesn’t need any. It’s for me.” She said. “Dealing with superheros stressful?” He asked. “Sometimes Yeah.” What she completely forgot about was the fact that Homelander had eyes on her at all times. 

“Who the fuck was that guy at the coffee shop today?” He growled. “Just someone that recognizes me.” She shrugged. “Yeah well you had a whole conversation with him.” Homelander yelled. “Am I not allowed to talk to anyone?” She asked, clearly pissed off. “Not if it’s a guy.” She rolled her eyes at him. For being The Homelander he was very insecure. “Ok whatever.” She said to him. Tears threatened to spill down her face. She was so sick of getting treated like shit.

The next time they run into each other Y/N can’t hold back anymore. He sees her at a bar drinking which surprises him. He was there to get laid but now he’s curious why she was here. He walked up to her looking around to make sure Homelander wasn’t near. “Hey 3rd times a charm, right?” She turned towards him and laughed. “I guess it is.” Her laugh wasn’t as warm as it usually is, something was wrong. “What’s got you at a place like this?” He asked. “What? You're saying a lady can’t drink her problems away.” She joked. He chuckled and shrugged. “What problems are you drinking away?” She bit her lip and debated on telling him everything. She barely knew him but it didn’t feel like it. “Everything.” She said and looked at him, sadness filling her eyes.

“What’s Everything?” He asked, taking a seat next to her. She cleared her throat and took a sip of her drink. “You would think being married to a superhero would be amazing but it’s not.” At first she had a small smile but it dropped as she continued talking. “Homelander isn’t a nice guy. He’s not what the world thinks he is.” She whispered. He couldn’t believe she was telling him this. He already knew that but the fact that she trusted him enough to tell him. “What do you mean?” He asked. “He’s not physically abusive but he’s emotionally abusive.” She tells him. “Then why are you with him?” She let out a laugh. “I can’t just leave. It’s not that simple.” She shrugged. “Why not?” He was pissed at this point. “He won’t let me. He’s crazy, Ben.” She looks at him with tears in her eyes.

All he wanted to do was give her a hug and hold her in his arms and tell her she doesn’t have to deal with him anymore. Before he could do anything they heard a hard landing outside the bar. The door pushed open and the devil himself walked in. Everyone in the bar started cheering and taking pictures of him. He waved and smiled and walked through the crowd to where Ben and Y/N were. Ben looked at Y/N and saw her eyes widen. “Don’t worry Y/N. You won’t have to deal with him anymore.” Ben whispered to her. “There you are Honey. I’ve been looking all over for you.” He said as he approached her. She looked up at him with fear in her eyes. He still hadn’t noticed Ben. Y/N watched Homelander’s smile drop as he saw Ben.

But Ben wasn’t just Ben to him, he was Soldier Boy. “Honey, you didn’t tell me you met Soldier Boy.” He said. Y/N eyes widened and looked at Ben. “You’re Soldier Boy?” She asked him. He looked at her quickly and looked back at Homelander. “Maybe.” He said. Homelander laughed. “So you’re the man that wants to take my wife away from me?” Y/N looked at him confused. “Ben is just a friend.” Y/N told her husband. “A friend? Sure whatever you say.” Homelander said sarcastically. “You treat your wife like shit, son.” Homelander was confused by him calling him son. “Excuse me?” Ben stood up. “You heard me.” Homelander laughed. “Is that what she tells you?” “No, I’ve seen it for myself. You can play the good guy act all you want around the world but I know how you are and buddy you aren’t tough.” Homelander’s eyes turned red.

Y/N quickly jumped up from out of the chair and ran to Homelander’s side. “John, it's okay. Let’s go home.” She begged. “Y/N, Don’t leave with him.” Ben told her. Homelander looked at him with anger. “What’s your angle here, pal?” He walked closer to Ben. Ben wasn’t scared of him. That showed in his eyes. “Y/N deserves better than a poor excuse of a man like you.” He said. “Oh what? Like you?” Homelander asked amused. Ben shrugged. “Maybe.” That’s what made Homelander slam him into a table. Y/N gasped with tears in her eyes. The table broke but Ben got right back up and they fought. They were both Supes so it wasn’t an easy battle. The crowd watched in shock as the two beat each other up. Totally forgetting they were in public. Y/N couldn’t move. She was shocked by everything that was said and was happening. Ben was Soldier Boy and trying to take her from Homelander?

She watched as he straddled her husband and punched his face over and over again with super strength. Tears streaming down her face as she yelled at them to stop. Once Homelander was barely conscious Ben stood up and spit on him. The crowd didn’t make a noise as he got off the man and walked over to Y/N. He held out his hand to take. She had a moment to think on whether that was a good idea or not. He just beat her husband. But she thought back to all the times Homelander was mean to her after all she did for him. He deserved to get his ass beat. She took Ben’s hand which made him smile. They walked out of the bar leaving Homelander on the ground in pain. 

They sat by the lake in silence. Not much was said since they left the bar. Y/N was still in shock by everything and didn’t know what to say. Ben looked over at her and saw how shocked she was. He didn’t blame her. “I’m sorry I didn’t tell you about me being Soldier Boy.” He said. She looked at him. “Was this your plan?” She asked him. He looked at her confused. “What was my plan?” “To get me away from him?” “Honestly yeah. I saw you two weeks ago arguing and he was being rude as fuck to you for no reason.” He said. “So all the times we ran into each other they weren’t by accident?” He laughed. “Actually they were.” She nodded and looked down at her wedding ring. “Well I don’t know how to thank you.” She whispered. She was now twirling the ring on her finger. “Go on a date with me.” He said. She looked up at him. She didn’t say anything to him. She got up from the bench and took her ring off. She looked down at it one more time before throwing it into the lake.