Please, Please, Please Let Me Get What I Want

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"God, now I need a dress... I don't have anything to wear."

Homelander had a room for himself in the same hotel Nina was staying in, but there was no need to come back to his room anyway. She was right there, and her smell was there. It was enough. If he had to pay some more because of that horrible transgression, he would do it. They came back to the hotel in the same car that drove Nina to the White House earlier, which was humiliating for a being who could fly. Nina seemed relieved and happier and she talked about how everything seemed to work out great, and that she was proud of him for putting a smile and following her lead. He was used to being stubborn, and he would question many things and talking points, but at that moment, they were completely in sync. Nina feared that people would know why they were on the same boat like that, but Homelander assured her that the media and the President probably wouldn't know, as they were as professional as possible. Thing is, Homelander hated being professional when it came to Nina, and as soon as they arrived at her hotel room, he just let it all out.

"I wish you weren't wearing anything right now," he purred.

She had removed the top of her suit and her shirt, kicked her shoes out and was putting some things away on her bag, wearing her bra and her pants still. He got rid of his full suit, now only wearing his underwear. It was a clear sign that he wanted to fuck, but she was so excited about everything that she didn't even notice. John was never subtle, and it was hilarious and endearing to see. She was talking to him about serious things and they couldn't get through, because his mind was somewhere else. After taking a good look at him, she understood why. She came to the bed and laid on the soft sheets facing him. He smirked, feeling shy for the first time as he looked at her beautiful brown eyes. Stunning wouldn't be the right word. It's too simple. There was no word.

"Did you even hear anything I said...?", she whispered to him. She wasn't angry, looking at his ocean colored eyes, she couldn't be. She touched his cheek, gently.

"Yeah," he whispered back. "Good meeting, the President seemed happy, dinner tomorrow."

"Now...", she continued. "there's gonna be important people..."

"Mm-hm," he touched her stomach, his warm fingertips slowly approaching her crotch. "Secretary of Defense, Secretary of State, Chief of Staff of the Army, Chief of Naval Operations..."

His voice faded as his long fingers stroked her pussy over the fabric of her pants. "All of these good people."

She sighed, with a smile. "Do you know what you need to do?"

He nodded, "kiss ass."

"So you really heard everything, huh?", she said, rubbing her thighs together as she felt more and more aroused.

"Sorry if it seemed that I didn't," he reached out for a kiss.

Before their lips touched, he continued. "I can smell the birth control on your veins."

"Hm?", Nina was so taken by him being that close that she didn't understand his point.

"Knowing that I can cum inside of you any time I want drives me insane."

Nina did take birth control pills because she was afraid periods would impact her productivity. She never told him, but by the way he said it, he always knew. And he loved it. He removed her clothing a little bit desperately, which made her giggle.

"Slow down," she had a beautiful smile in her face, "it's not like I'm gonna disappear."

He was reaching for her bra when she said it, and it made him stop a bit to look at her. For a second he had such a serene expression, full of admiration. Admiring her eyes and her lips and her presence. He sighed and smiled at her, and the horniness came back as quickly as it went away. He reached for a kiss and whispered against her lips.

"You made me hard and went away without fucking me," his breathing started to get heavier, "I won't let you do it again."

He grabbed her like a doll, eating her as if it was the last day on earth. He put her bare thighs around his neck and held her waist. He startled her by doing that, and moving her so easily. He was super strong and fast, and although his touch was mostly gentle, the easiness with which he did these things never ceased to amuse her. Everything about the act was so arousing, the way he held her thighs against the sides of his face, and her lower back wasn't touching the bed anymore. She felt a bit disoriented, her nipples were hard, her head was spinning. He was sloppily licking her pussy like he was starving for it. She closed her eyes and squeezed him as hard as she could, which made him even more aroused. She was leaking all over his face, her hands grabbing the sheets and messing the bed. He didn't take a second to breathe, like a machine. Heaven was that hotel room, it seemed.

He stopped right before she came, the moans were pretty obvious. His lips and his nose were glistening and he wiped them with his hand unceremoniously, which was such a hot thing to do. He pressed his body against her, bending her as to make her back touch the mattress once more. He took his cock out and rubbed against her pussy lips. Her very wet, slippery and sensitive pussy lips. He looked at her in the eyes and she was there, exposed to him, her legs still over his shoulders. He looked so needy and horny, but he took his time rubbing his shaft against her, probably to make her feel how he felt earlier that morning. She reached for his arms in a way to make him do it.

"John..."

"Hm...?", he said, but it came out more as a moan than a question.

"Fuck me, honey."

"I..."

John wanted to play the same game. But it was impossible. He wasn't strong enough to wait for so long. He slid the tip of his cock inside her and her eyes rolled back into her skull. Her moans became desperate, because he wasn't that delicate this time, and pounded her hard and fast like they hadn't had sex in years. He usually didn't do that, but Nina wasn't going to complain. She came before him, moaning indecently and loud, which would probably attract the attention of hotel staff. He didn't last long either, filling her with cum to the brim. He spent half a minute inside her, still feeling her warmness. That woman... that sweet woman was everything he had. No hotel room in Washington, D.C. existed, and for that instant the only thing that mattered is that she existed next to him, and was willing to be with him. He sighed, and took his cock out of her, putting her down gently. She was breathless, and her cheeks were bright red, her hair was messy. Still, the most beautiful woman. He gave her a forehead kiss, the way she always did. There was so much she didn't know and if she only knew...

Author's note: Happy New Year, guys! I apologize. Life happened. I hope you enjoy this one.