Burning Passions

Warm

When I wake up in the morning I'm naked, and I'm laying with Homelander, head on his chest and leg up on his waist. I lift my head and look at his resting face as he looks ever so peaceful and content. I remember what he looked like when he was younger, we were so young and he was still blond. But we've both grown up.

"I can feel you staring at me y'know," he says, eyes closed. 

I chuckle and begin running my fingers through his hair, he lefts out a content sigh. 

"You're beautiful," I say, gently kissing him on the forehead before I snuggle back on top of him. 

He lays there rubbing my back, holding my close and tight. 

"Do you wanna talk about the missions?" I ask. 

He breathes deeply. 

"No, do you?" he says. 

I think back, I think back of Farah, the girl, the other boy. 

"No...can you just, can you hold me for a little longer?" I say. 

He turns so hes facing me, pulling me into him and wrapping himself around me. 

"Always." 

Homelanders POV

Holy shit that was. Heaven. She felt better then I could of ever imagined, she's perfect and now. Now shes mine, and I'm never letting you go Lane. You're mine and I'm yours, like it always should've been. She's comfortable snuggled against me.  

I feel a warmth inside me, whenever she's around. I need her. 

God Lane, what are you doing to me?

She looks up and me and gives me a kiss on the nose before her warmth leaves me as she gets up. 

I look down her body. Fuck she looks good. 

Do to a few more rounds, she's got tones of bruises and hickeys all over her body. My fingers are bruised into her hips, my mouth has made its make on her chest and thighs. I can't help but admire my work. 

"Would you care to join me for a shower?" she says with a smile. 

"Shoot me if I ever say no to that," I laugh standing. 

She laughs, "Yeah as if that'll do anything."

She heads into her bathroom and I look myself in the mirror. 

Damn she got me good too. 

I turn and see nail marks dragging down my back, along with a few bruises on the back of my shoulder where she grabbed. Naughty thing also put hickeys on my chest and neckline. There's a scratch down my arm that even drew a little blood. As if she could make me any harder. 

When I reach the bathroom the waters running shes inside, I rinsing out her hair. 

"Come here," she says after I join her. 

I come closer to her and she directs me into the water and has me wet my hair. I'm a little confused on whats she's doing. Maybe some elaborate foreplay. She puts shampoo in her hands and rubs them together before she runs her fingers and hands through my hair. 

Shes, washing my hair? 

She rubs my head gently massaging my scalp and gently using her nails. This...this feels really nice. 

That warm feelings back, its back and it's strong and I don't understand it. 

 She rinses it out of my hair and then washes my body gently, making sure to be extra gentle where I'm scratched. She's so gentle with me, gentle with the unbreakable man. 

That warm feeling is filling my body, my mind, and seems to be consuming my every thought. I can't seem to explain a fucking thing about it. 

"Are you sure I didn't hurt you?" she questions, concern laced in her voice. 

"You could never hurt me," I explain with a smile, kissing her forehead in an attempt to be sweet. 

She smiles and washes herself, I watch her as she does it. Soap forming on her tits and she washes and rinses off. 

I need her, I need her warmth. Maybe that's what it is. I need to be inside her again and my body is getting warm to let me know. 

I can't help myself as I get closer and begin kissing her neck from behind. That feelings getting warmer, I need more. 

I slip my arm around her pulling her back to my chest, moving my hand down to her pussy as she leans into me. 

I turn her around crashing my lips against hers, she puts her hand on my face gently kissing back. I pick her up and wrap her legs around my waist as I pin her against the tile wall, kissing her more and more. I rub my cock outside of her before I slam inside of her and she moans. 

God she's so warm. That has to be why I feel warm around her.