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#n.o.t.e.s `` Happy New Year, let's start this year off with a bang \\

# w.a.r.n `` Non-con/dub-con, overstimulating, creampie, squirting..., p in the v, penetration, Breeding kink...fingering...cunnilingus

#p.a.i.r.i.n.g `` homelander x fem!reader

#w.c. `` 2.3k

"John," Madelyn spoke out, calling him into her office. She was sitting by her desk, filled with homelander plushies placed on the bookshelves room. As Homelander entered the office, his hands folded behind his back, "You called for me?" he said.

"Well, since your packed schedule and my care for you, you would need an assistant, especially with everything you're doing being American superheroes," Madelyn spoke, placing her chin on her prop-up hand.

"I don't need a babysitter, Madelyn." he shut her down immediately at the thought of it.

"Well, John is not a babysitter if you act like it is," she said as she got up from her chair and walked towards the known superhero in her office.

She kept spoking on, as the homelander kept his eye contact with her, not speaking as she started rubbing her hands on his bicep, "...But you know I would never think that you ever need one, but please at least do it for me, ....John" she gave him a reassuring smile.

"..Besides, she's gonna be here soon; it would let you down if you did have a tantrum now.." Madelyn sat down at her desk.

Homelander's eyebrows twitched as the passive remark that Madelyn said, "I do not throw tantrums-"

"Please, John, not right, no-" she was soon cut off by the sound of knocking

"Just in time, you can come in!" she yelled.

The door opened to attractive looking women wearing long sleeved white shirt with a brown tie enveloped on her body, adorned with extended brown pants accentuating her hourglass figure.

"Hello," you spoke to the two visible adults in the room, giving off a sweet smile to both of them as you held your Ipad in your hand.

"Well, Homelander, this will be your new assistant, Y/N L/N; she'll be charged with your scheduling and social media," Madelyn signed off and turned to the agitated blonde man.

"Im so lucky to work with the one and only Homelander" you smiled at him.

It makes it better since I'm being helped by a beaut like yourself" he gave off his signature smile, the one you'll usually see on TV or when he's on camera.

"Since you guys have already met each other, I think Y/N you can go; I just need to talk to Homelander some more," Madelyn said, crossing her legs.

You nodded your head as you stepped out of the office. As you closed the door, "I'm surprised you didn't hire someone. How do I say ugly." Homelander crossed his arms.

"Why would you think that John" Madelyn place her hands on her prompt on the palm of her wrist.

"Jealously, maybe," as he gave Madelyn a little smile.

"Why would I ever be jealous of another random woman, John" the blonde had a slight agitation in her voice."

"Sure" John ended the conversation and walked out of the office, dismissing Madelyn.

John came out of the office to see you outside the office pressing on your iPad. "Hi, boss," you piqued out.

"Oh, Hi Y/N!" he gives you a smile.

"Oh yea, I was planning to update your account, you know to advertise your movie coming up," you tilted your head, smiling as you pressed the iPad on your chest, pushing your chest up.

"That sounds great," he said as his eyes flick between you and your chest.

"I really appreciate that Homelander!" you gave him one of your sweet smiles; at that moment, Homelander didn't know, but inside his tiny heart, that was a hurtful pang from inside, especially when you gave him that smile. It felt like he actually felt something, looking at your face.

"Uh..yea," his face felt warm, maybe even hot. The first time he started stuttering over his words.

"Anything wrong?"

"No.."

"If you need me, I'll be in my office" you gave him another smile as you walked as he looked at you walking down the hallway, plainly looking at your ass.

As you walked down the hallway to your office, you were busy on your iPad, planning for your plans on PR work for Homelander's brand. You pushed strands of your hair over your ear. You heard an opening door into your office, and a familiar redhead came into the office, "Oh, hi, Ashley." you said to her.

"Hey Y/N, I just want to congrats you on the promotion," she said, as she sat down on one of the chairs vertical to the desk. "Thanks!"

"Oh, I also got you some coffee while I was on the break," she placed it on your desk.

"Thank you again, yeah, it's really something I wouldn't have thought Madelyn would do that, you know." you scratch the nape of your neck, "I totally get it" Ashley took a sip of her coffee.

"Oh yea, also Ashle-" you went soon cut off.

'DING' Ashley's ringtone went off, alerting her of some emails and text messages she didn't get, "Oh Shit, sorry, I can't really talk right now, but I'll come by your office, Sorry Y/N."

"It's okay" soon, Ashley started to scramble out of your office, "Alone again," you muttered.

You went back to working on a draft of your project, hoping for some success in making Homelander's brand since the Stormfront, Nazi shit happened. It was a coincidence that Madelyn would hire Homelander as an assistant; it was the most challenging time of his fucking career. You knew Madelyn was out to get you, fucking hag.

As you gave yourself a sight, unbeknownst to you, someone was watching you through your office.

5 hours later

You were a little bit tired, and you yawned. Your phone alarm went off, it was currently 8:30 pm, you looked outside of the window, it was dark since it was through the winter months.

As you turned off your Ipad and put it in the case, put it inside your bag. You wore your black jacket as you wrapped your scarf and hat.

Opening the door, turning off the lights, and walking down the hallway to the elevator shaft, you were texting Ashley on your phone.

"Ah-" you accidentally bumped into someone and you were slowly falling; you didn't feel the hard ground; opening your eyes to Homelander, his hands were wrapped around your waist.

"Oh my gosh, I'm so sorry," you apologized profusely.

"It's okay," Homelander said; you couldn't hide your red face away from time as he gave you a cheeky smile. You backed away from him as you grab your thing from the floor, as you fixed your jacket.

"Your going home?" Homelander said, "Yeah" you responded.

"I'm just a little tired; you brushed your hair back," you said, "Bye" it was a little awkward after what happened just now; you just immediately ran to the elevator, pressing the buttons down.

As soon as the elevator doors open, you go in. Hopefully, tomorrow will be better and less awkward than today; the last thing you see the door closed is the brief sight of the American flag.

3 months later

You walked into the Vought building, holding your bag as you walked to the elevator. Heel clanked down on the marble flooring, flipping your hair back as you waited for the elevator coming down.

Becoming Homelander's assistant was improving, the elevator door opening as you stepped into the elevator. Fixing up our outfit, as you pressed the elevator panel to the 99th floor, soon the doors closed as you felt the elevator going up.

You took out your phone, looking at emails and some messages from Ashley and some of your co-workers. Scrolling through it most of it, you really didn't care about that.

'DING' the elevator door opened up, and you walked down the hallway, walking to your office; you grabbed your key, unlocked the door, and to a Homelander in your office, sitting in your office chair.

"Good morning, Y/N," the supe said, standing up from your chair and walking to you as you closed the door and put your coat onto the coat hanger.

"Good morning Homelander-" you responded to him, as you flipped your hair back.

"If I could ask, how did you enter here? It was locked from the outside-"

"Doesn't matter," Homelander cut you off; he was now standing right at you. He put his hands on your shoulder as he smoothed them out, "You know, Y/N, you are such a good assistant; maybe the better coming from me would be impressive,"

Everything in your body was screaming as you looked around your office, as you put your hands on your face, covering it up from the blonde supe. "Homelander, uh, what are you doing" as you took his hand off your shoulders, backing up to the wall.

He cups your face as your eye looks intensely inside your e/c eyes, "Y/N...you know," Homelander gives a little chuckle to himself, then turns to look at you.

"You have always been in my mind, every single day, that something from me," he spoke; You were afraid, couldn't really move at all, maybe made yourself feel a little bit dirty, as your legs felt wetter, rubbing them as he kept talking. The fear made you feel a bit of pleasure.

As he places his hand beside your head on the wall, as you look down, turning your head to the side. He brings his mouth to your ear, whispering into your ear, "Your wet," as he removes his head from your ear.

Slipping his finger through your skirt to your panties, his fingers shortly played with your clit, his fingers sinking into your folds, lewd sounds coming from your mouth as you tried to covering your mouth. "You like that, don't you" he whispers into your ear before he makes brief eye contact with you.

"Nn-gah" you whine, bitting your lip.

He starts kissing your neck slowly down to your collarbone, as you felt his beady sky blue eyes on your body. His finger curling up into your pussy, you threw your head back, whining.

You felt dirty that you doing it, inside your office with American's golden boy, especially with being his assistant. You felt heat pooled to your lower abdomen, your face felt hot. Homelander's fingers going in faster into you, as your moans got louder and languid.

"That's right, don't hide your moans" He spoke out to you, as you squeeze your thighs between his arms, moaning out loudly to him. Your orgasm came into you, as you moan out loudly.

Your juices coming down from your legs, making a pool on your floor. Homelander took out his finger, as it was covered with your love juices. Your panting echoing the room, as he forced your fingers into your mouth, as you pressed down your mouth on to his finger, sucking them eagerly. The taste of you coating your whole mouth, you kept eye contact with your e/c eyes with his sky-blue eyes. As Homelander hoisted your waist up quickly slamming you onto your office desk.

He ripped your blouse with your f/c brassiere, and your boobs bounced as he pulled it. You turn your head away from him and bite your finger down, making yourself seductively. Your nipples hardened into the cool air. He started marking your chest. While he took off your skirts and panties. He dragged down his pants, revealing his red throbbing cock, the tip of his cock covered with precum. "Maybe I should make you my bitch, just for me to breed and have my children."

Grabbing your legs and laying them down on the side of his neck, you gripped his forearm tightly as he entered you, adjusting to his size.

As you roll your hips desperately for some friction, "P-lease.." you whispered, biting your lips. You looked utterly pathetic; your tights ripped, your blouse ripped into pieces, and your skirt was ripped, as your panties were probably with Homelander.

"You know, you look really pathetic right now," Homelander asserted to you, "..you should use your words, sweetheart," he cups your cheeks, "Come on, use your words, baby," he wooed.

"..P-please f-fuck me, make me your-" your glassy eyes looked at him, and as you held him before you could even continue, he plunged into you. Your boobs bounce up as he thrusts into you.

Your moans were chopped up as he rapidly rammed into you like a rabid rabbit; as he trusted up, you felt he was kissing up to your cervix. "Aah..N-ngh" whining out.

As you felt your orgasm coming,

"Fuck" he thrusted into faster as you felt some bruising up onto your pelvis; you felt him throbbing inside of you. Your eyes briefly saw white as liquid rushed out of you. Rutting homelander rutted inside you, feeling yourself seeing white. He kept jackhammering into your pussy, feeling bruising on your pelvis.

Your panting and moans are heard outside. "Fuck-"

As he thrust into you a few more times before rutting, feeling his hot liquid filling your womb. Panting can be heard throughout the office

"Not bad," Homelander said through his panting as he tucked his penis inside his boxer and pants, leaving you dripping covered in sweat, cum, bruises, and your ripped clothing. "Maybe, you can be used for something else, like my work bitch, ya definitely that." You didn't say anything, prompting yourself up on your elbows to look at him as he was getting dressed.

"Meet at my penthouse at 10" Homelander looked at you as he fixed his pant.

"Wear something sexy, too" he tilted his head at you, giving you one of his charming smiles, making you wetter. You watched him exiting your office.

"Damn it," you slam your head softly onto your desk, putting your hands on your face.

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