(a.k.a. Be Careful What You Wish For)
[This spicy vignette was inspired by a prompt I discovered. I probably wasn't the target lurker cited with the prompt, but I figured I'd step up in case the true target doesn't have a chance to write something!
Prompt source: http://grayzelleposts.tumblr.com/post/138662885574/otpprompts-imagine-your-otp-getting-hot-and
"Imagine your OTP getting hot and horny upon arriving at home and tearing off each other's clothes, throwing them all over the place as they quickly make their way to the bedroom. It's not until they're in bed, fully naked and ready to get things going when they realize they're missing a very important item in order to continue (condoms, lube, etc.) which was stashed in one of the articles of clothes that had been tossed away. Who complains the most at having to stop in the middle of things (and even suggests they continue without said item) as they retrace their steps and who refuses to continue until they've diligently searched every article of clothing?
Bonus: the item ends up being in the last article of clothing they find, which ended up being in a very unexpected or hard to find place such as hanging from the ceiling fan or thrown behind the living room couch."]
Content alert: Erotica and explicit sexual content. All consensual and loving, of course. Also features one of Herb Overkill's Very Special Inventions. And I do mean special, so consider yourself doubly alerted!
In the hangar of her castle fortress, Scarlet pulled back on the yoke, coaxing her jet into a gentle landing. It was a wonder she'd landed in an orderly fashion at all given that Herb, sitting in the co-pilot's seat, had been nibbling her neck for the past ten minutes. The man was so tall that he leaned over the console dashboard with ease.
As she powered down the engine, he cupped her left breast and gave it a light squeeze. Scarlet closed her eyes with a happy sigh.
"Babe," he murmured in between the soft kisses he was raining down upon her neck, "babe, I'm so fucking randy."
Scarlet moved her hand from the yoke to his crotch. "I can feel that. Oh Herb, I can't wait to use the new toy you made me." She cupped his face in both her hands. "That was such a great surprise, my foxy, super genius husb—mmf!" Scarlet surrendered as his lips closed over hers. She slid her hands into his soft, scruffy hair and slipped her tongue into his mouth. Mmm, so hot. So good.
They kissed until Herb broke it off to remove his gloves. He flung them over his shoulder and goodness only knows where they landed.
"Now, where were we?" He ghosted his lips over hers while his hands roamed over her bare shoulders and upper back.
This time, Scarlet was the one to break the kiss. "My new toy," she reminded him breathlessly.
Herb had built her an amazing saddle vibrator with an insert in the shape of a large, thick penis. She'd be soon riding her way to an orgasm like no other, he'd assured her. Not only that, the unit also featured various speeds, which Herb had labeled "Gentle Whir," "Moderate Hum," and "Jackhammer."
After he'd presented it to her, they wanted to try it out immediately. And they would have except for the fact that the specific batteries needed to power it were nowhere to be found in Herb's lab. So off they flew in the jet to London and the nearest hardware store. Scarlet had held up the place while Herb gathered the required cells.
Scarlet was extremely eager to break in her new toy. Her thighs clenched together at the mere thought of mounting it.
"Of course," he responded. "Back to the bedroom we go!"
Scarlet grabbed Herb by the tie and led him down the aisle. Slapped her hand against the button that engaged the boarding steps. At the top step, she yanked him down and planted another hot kiss on his mouth. Loosened his tie and tossed it away.
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FanfictionA collection of random ideas and my (occasionally racy) headcanon about Scarlet and Herb Overkill. New content will appear as the mood strikes.