Please, Please, Please Let Me Get What I Want

35

"We still need to prepare for the meeting with the President."

Homelander smiled. Nina was still so professional. She talked serious when she wanted to, reading the papers on her desk, maybe trying to pretend they didn't fuck over that same desk earlier that week. She was talking about important things of course, but he wasn't paying any attention to it. He was sitting on the couch at her office, and everything smelled like her. It made him so fucking horny. He would spend the day with her and her sweet scent would be all over him. It was like he had a piece of heaven with him at that moment. He was addicted to her taste, like she was the tastiest, juiciest fruit. It was difficult not to crave a kiss while she was talking, it was difficult not to think about spreading her legs and eating her out while looking at her legs. He loved to notice her heartbeat accelerate when he kissed her neck, when he talked dirty to her. The best part of all is that she didn't even try. She was naturally so funny and sexy and so... desirable. It always felt so good to bend her over and fuck her. It always felt like the first time.

"When would that be?" He was sitting on a very comfortable position, his legs a bit spread, thinking of her like that made his cock hard.

"I don't know, later this week," she said, not looking at him. "I don't know if the rest of the Seven will be available."

"I'm sure you can figure that out," he said, purring. "Come here."

Nina noticed his change of tone and looked up from the papers. The sight made her blush. "Come on, John. Take it seriously."

"I just want to ask you a question," he said, not making a single effort to conceal his bedroom eyes.

Nina rubbed her face gently, with a smile. She felt a bit guilty for giving in and fucking him in her office, but it was almost irresistible. He never pushed her to do so, but her Christian guilt came in running every time they did it. Was it morally wrong to fuck the boss? Everybody thought she was already doing it, so why not really go for it? Those big blue eyes always melted her. It was difficult not to blush looking at him. She had seen him naked already, but he still made her somewhat shy. She went and sat by his side, crossing her legs. It was hard to maintain the posture of assertive business lady with a Greek god right next to her.

"Is it about the visit to the White House?"

He smirked, "kinda."

"Ask away."

He leaned in her direction, in a provocative way, "have you ever thought about fucking in the Oval Office?"

"John..."

"Oh, come on Nina," he said, his voice deep and sultry. "Think about the power that place holds."

"It's just an office," Nina shook her head, playfully. "And you're not the President."

He chuckled. He slid from the couch and got on his knees in front of her. Nina's eyes followed, unsure of what he wanted to do. He took his gloves off, put his hands on her knees and uncrossed her legs.

"Think about how nice it would feel," he said. He reached for the zipper of her skirt, on the left side of her waist. She looked at his hands as he slowly took her skirt off.

He looked back at her, "imagine having an orgasm over that table."

Nina started panting. He was such a seductive bastard. "I'm... pretty sure it's illegal."

He smiled, "it won't stop me from doing it."

"John..."

He caressed her thighs, looked at her panties and sighed, "wearing panties is useless at this point, Nina."

Just like that, the panties were also gone. He rubbed her clit with two fingers, and caressed her pussy lips.

"Oh, you're getting wet already," he said, almost whispering. "I'm pretty sure you want it too."

He brought her hips closer to his face and sucked her clit gently, which made her gasp. His blue eyes were now on fire, looking at her while eating her out. He played with her pussy so sloppily, so deliciously. She closed her eyes and arched her back, her thighs closing on his face. He pushed her as much as possible against his mouth, something that could probably suffocate a normal human, but not him. Her heart started to beat so fast and she started to whimper. He closed his eyes for a moment and started to moan himself, feeling her getting wetter against his mouth. It was that overwhelming feeling again, he would drown on her wetness if she let him. There was nothing more arousing that making her cum, and it never took long for him to do so.

"John... I..."

He hated that name. It was such a mundane, useless name. Most people only knew him as Homelander, the mighty hero, the most powerful Supe. But the lab rat needed a name. So Jonah Vogelbaum chose John. But with Nina, it was different. He was John to her and he loved hearing it. He loved the fucks, the oh gods, all paired with the name. It felt like music to his ears. She was just his, it wasn't any John, it was him, just him. She took her hands to his soft hair and tugged it, hard. He didn't feel much, and he loved how she used all of her strength on him. His durability made impossible for her to ever hurt him, but it was still so good to feel her try. It was directly proportional to the pleasure she was feeling. He stopped for a second, sucked on his fingers to wet them, and finger fucked her as softly as he could.

"Oh... Oh, God." She felt like she was about to explode. Her clit was so sensitive and now he was stretching her with his long fingers. His mouth went back to her clit and she knew she couldn't hold it any longer.

"John, please...", she gasped. "Faster."

And faster he went, staring at her, looking at her hard nipples poking through the white button shirt. Her cheeks were red, she was biting her lips, she was starting to shiver. She was so close. His didn't stop for a second, he could feel her throbbing against his fingers. She tightened as she came, all over his face, tugging his hair, moaning desperately. She trembled, her knees wanted to close together, but his face was still between her thighs. He took his head away from her, sliding his fingers out of her, which made her squeak. His face was glistening, from his nose to his chin. She watched in awe as he sucked his fingers, tasting her again, as he would never get tired of the taste. He reached out for a kiss, and Nina tasted what he had just done, and by the way he kissed her, she could feel that he was proud of it. He stared at her for a second.

"Can't wait to meet the President."

Author's note: I had to post twice today, because it's Toni's birthday. Happy birthday, you handsome, gorgeous devil. Enjoy!