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invinciblewaffles · 3 days ago

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Mark Grayson x Reader

Pairing: Main!Mark Grayson x Fem!Superhero!Reader, Established relationship, Reader has Aerokinesis, which is the manipulation of air.

Summary: Mark and reader have a fight against the Mauler twins, where Mark almost goes too far. Reader cheers him up/takes his mind off things with sex. Set after Season 1, so like the beginning of Season 2 where Mark doesn’t want to be like his dad.

Warnings: Blood, violence, Oral (fem receiving), unprotected sex, switch reader, switch Mark, soft dom Mark. Aftercare, No mentions of Y/n, use of baby.

Word count: 2.6k

A/N: This is my first time posting a fic on Tumblr, I hope you enjoy it!!

This is for my wife @invinciblepancakes I wrote this for you, I even did it in third person so hope you love it.

NOT PROOFREAD!!!

I got the image of Pinterest

Dividers from @aquazero

Sweat drips down her forehead as she manipulates the air around the Mauler Twins, trapping them and preventing them from escaping with the stolen technology and weapons. The vortex of air around them is violent and chaotic, but she manages to keep it under control until the GDA agents arrive.

When they arrive the GDA quickly surrounds the vortex, guns at the ready. She gives a slight nod at one of the GDA agents and slowly starts to calm down the vortex until it’s merely a ring of strong, rapid wind. The agents fire their guns but it barely scratches the Mauler twins and their stupid smirks.

The twins lift up the stolen weapons aiming at the agents but before they can shoot, Invincible crashes into the scene and punches one of them square in the face, breaking his jaw. She instantly drops the ring of wind around them and flies toward Invincible and the twins.

She quickly lands and throws a kick at the other twin, but he grabs her leg just before she hits him. She’s caught off guard but quickly counters by commanding a strike of wind which hits him with so much force it throws him into a wall. The twin slammed into the wall with a thunderous crack, and the structure gave away - bricks tumbling like hail, pounding his armoured frame as he hit the ground.

Invincible snatched the other twin's arm mid swing, twisting it hard. With a sharp grunt, he spun the hulking clone around like a ragdoll and launched him through the air. He crashed down onto his unconscious twin with a sickening crunch, just as another wave of bricks collapsed from the broken wall, burying them both beneath the rubble. Dust swirled in the air as silence settled - broken by the slow drip drip drip of blood seeping through the cracks of the bricks, pooling beneath them.

Invincible hovered over the wreckage, watching as the last few bricks settled with a dusty clatter. Blood leaked from beneath the pile, dark and spreading quickly, but both Mauler Twins were still breathing, barely, but still breathing nonetheless. He let out a breath he didn’t even know he was holding, his fists unclenching slowly.

“Didn’t kill you,” he muttered more to himself than to them. “Could’ve… but didn’t.”

He looked away, jaw tight, the weight of the fight settling on his shoulders like the dust still falling from the broken wall. Everything was so confusing, it was all a blur, a haze of reality since what happened in Chicago.

She hovered down beside him, her boots softly touching the cracked pavement. Wind stirred gently around her as she landed, a soft breeze flowing in her wake. She doesn’t say anything - she just takes his hand in hers grounding them both.

“You ok?” She finally says, but it’s quiet, barely loud enough for Mark to hear.

He sighs deeply before nodding.

The GDA agents work quickly in getting the Mauler Twins out from underneath the pile of rubble, before they load them into vans. One of the agents walks over to Mark and her, asking if they have any injuries.

Mark looks at her, silently asking if she’s hurt. She just simply shakes her head no.

“Uhh no, we’re fine, just make sure the Mauler Twins stay in custody this time.” He replies a bit quick, clearly just wanting to get out of here with her.

The agent nods before turning around to join the rest of the team in the vans before they drive off back to the Pentagon.

The streets are quiet now, the quiet that only comes after destruction. Dust still floats in the air, catching the light as the last GDA van disappears around the corner.

Mark doesn’t move. His free hand is still half-clenched, knuckles scraped and dark with dried blood. But his other hand stays in hers — steady, grounding. She stands beside him, fingers laced with his, the wind around them soft and still.

After a minute of silence between them, she turns her head slightly towards Mark.

“You're not him Mark, not now, not ever.” She squeezes his hand gently.

He swallows hard, jaw tense. “You sure?”

She glances over, eyes soft. “I’m sure, because I know you Mark.”

Mark doesn’t say anything — but the way his grip tightens slightly says enough.

For a moment, neither of them moves. She tilts her head towards the sky.

“Come on, let’s go, before people know we’re here.” She says, voice lighter now with a soft smile. She gives his hand one last soft squeeze before the wind gathers beneath her, lifting her off the ground like it’s second nature.

“Race you.” She says glancing over her shoulder with a cheeky smile, before flying off.

“Hey! No fair, you got a head start!” He shouts before flying off after her.

“I mean it kinda is when you can fly super fast” She giggles, speeding up and leaving Mark in the dust. Although he quickly overtakes her - not that she minds. She knows how hard it’s been for him recently, he needs a win.

She keeps flying for a few more minutes, enjoying the breeze as it blows her hair out of her face.

Soon she reaches Mark’s house, his bedroom window is already open so she slips through it with ease. Mark is already sitting on his bed, grinning ear to ear like a puppy. He’s up in a few steps, wrapping his arms around her waist and pulling her in with no hesitation.

“What took you so long? I’ve been here for ages.” he teases, over-dramatic.

“Well, excuse me for not having Viltrumite speed.” She replies, resting her hands on his chest.

He laughs softly, leaning his forehead against hers. “Yeah, well I like it when you take your time anyway.”

She raises an eyebrow. “Oh yeah?”

“Yeah,” he says, quieter now. “Means you’re here longer.”

Her hands slide up to his shoulders, as she tilts her head slightly, eyes searching his. They both lean in, lips ghosting over each others. And then, finally, they close the gap.

The kiss isn’t gentle and soft, it’s passionate and hungry. Mark pins her against the wall, eliciting a small gasp from her, his tongue slips past her lips as his hands tighten around her waist.

Her hands immediately go to his hair, her fingers threading through his black locks and tugging at them, drawing a low groan from his throat. He brings her flush against him, so that she can feel how hard she makes him.

He groans into the kiss before they both break apart for air. “See what you do to me” He murmurs, voice low and ragged. He pulls her closer grinding his clothed dick onto her pussy. She gasps, feeling herself growing more and more wet with arousal.

“Mmmm Mark” She moans softly, her breathing getting heavier. He kisses her again, roughly. She melts into the kiss - tugging at his hair.

He whispers against her lips, “Jump.” She obeys without hesitation, and he catches her easily, her legs wrapping around his waist as his hands slide to her ass, giving it a firm squeeze.Her arms lock around his neck as her lips meet his. He walks them over to the bed, not daring to break the kiss as he gently lays her down, then climbs on top of her, positioning his knees on either side, careful not to crush her with his weight. His hands roam her body, kneading the soft flesh of her hips through the fabric of her suit, before trailing back up to her chest and squeezing her tits.

She gasps and moans softly, “Mark.” Making him bury his face in her neck, attacking her skin with kisses. He nips at her skin before smoothing his tongue over, making sure to leave plenty of marks on both sides.

They both take off their suits, throwing them in a random corner to be picked up later. Mark's hands find their way to the clasp of her bra, but he struggles to undo it. She just giggles and stops his hand, “Here, let me do it baby.” She undoes the clasp and the straps fall off her shoulders and Mark doesn’t waste a second before taking it off and throwing it into the growing pile of clothes.

He kisses her roughly before trailing kisses down her neck to her soft tits. His mouth latches onto one of her hardened nipples, swirling his tongue around it while playing with her other nipple with his hand. He switches so that he abuses both with his tongue and hand. Her moans fill the room from the light stimulation he is giving her. He litters soft kisses all over her chest before moving down, kissing down her stomach until he reaches the waistband of her panties.

His fingers go into the hem of them before he looks up, making eye contact with her. “Ummm can I?” He blushes all of a sudden feeling shy.

“Can you what? You gotta use your words Mark.” She smirks, having fun teasing him as his cheeks redden even more.

“Umm can I - can I take these off?” He hints to her panties that are soaked with arousal.

“See that wasn’t so hard, and my answer is yes baby.” She laughs softly, enjoying how much she can make him so flustered.

He slowly tugs down her panties before discarding them into the pile. He groans now face to face with her dripping cunt. He runs a finger through her slick, making her squirm and gasp. “Oh god, you're so soaked baby,” he groans, licking a strip across her walls, earning a moan from her.

“P-Please Mark” She wines. He grips her thighs, squeezing them gently and slowly spreading them apart. He takes his time, kissing up her inner thigh, stopping just where she really needs him. She whines again “Mark, please, I need you so bad,” She begs, squirming trying to gain some sort of relief.

“Well what kind of a boyfriend would I be if I didn’t help you,” He smirks before burying his tongue in her soaked pussy, lapping at her juices.

“Mmmm you taste so fucking good,” He groans, voice muffled by her cunt. His fingers find her clit, rubbing tight circles on her bud, making her throw her head back in pure pleasure. All she can focus on are the sensations of pleasure running through her body.

“F-Fuck Mark, mmmm, just like that.” She moans feeling a familiar knot grow in her stomach. Her walls clench as she feels her orgasm approaching and that only encourages Mark more.

He doubles down, moving his tongue faster and rubbing her clit more, pressing it just enough to make see stars. “That’s it baby, come f’me, cum on my tongue.” Her orgasm crashes over her while Mark keeps going helping her ride it out.

He finally lifts his head up, his face covered in her arousal and cum. He comes back up, kissing her. She moans softly, tasting herself on his lips. They pull apart and just stare into each other's eyes for a moment. She puts her hands on his shoulders, softly pushing him down onto the bed so she can straddle him.

“Let me take care of you now baby,” She giggles as his cheeks start reddening again.

“Mmm ok” He whimpers.

She pulls his boxers down and throws them across the room. His cock is already painfully hard, his red mushroom tip already leaking with pre-cum. She spits on her hand, Mark's eyes widening as she wraps her hand around his cock, giving it a few pumps using her spit as lube.

Mark whimpers, so close to cumming just from her hand. “P-Please baby, I’ll do anything - ahh - please just ride me.” He squeezes his eyes shut, so badly wanting her gummy walls wrapped around his dick.

She aligns herself with his dick, slowly sinking down onto him so she can adjust to his size. They both moan at the pleasure, throwing their heads back and closing their eyes.

Once he bottoms out in her, she takes a moment before slowly rolling her hips, making Mark groan. She starts going a bit faster and soon she’s bouncing up and down on his cock like her life depends on it.

His hands grip her waist before sliding down to her ass, squeezing and kneading at the soft flesh as she picks up the pace. HIs eyes are focused on her boobs bouncing everytime she moves up and down, enjoying how good she looks on top of him.

“Mmmm, ohhhh fuckk Mark, y-you feel so good,” She whines, her pace slowing down from her legs getting tired.

“You getting, ahhh, tired baby?” Mark manages to get out through his moans. She nods, giving him a tired smile. He pulls her flush against his chest, stroking her hair.

“Don’t worry, I’ll make you feel good.” He pulls out flipping them over so he’s on top, he roughly thrusts back in all in one go making her cry out in pleasure. He thrust quickly, chasing his and her orgasms.

Her pussy clenches down on him as he keeps repeatedly hitting that one soft spot inside her like it’s nothing. His thrusts become quicker but sloppier as he feels his orgasm approaching, but he tries not to cum yet until she has.

She feels that knot in her stomach growing again and she’s on the verge of an orgasm. “Fuck Mark, I-I’m so close, I’m s-so c-close” She moans.

“I got you baby, cum f’me.” He presses her clit with his thumb, adding just the perfect amount of pressure to make her orgasm rip through her.

“Ahhhh M-Markkkk” Her vision goes white as she cums in pure bliss. He keeps thrusting, his own orgasm following soon after. He buries his dick in her one last time. Groaning as thick ropes of cum spurting inside her pussy, filling it up.

He collapses on top of her, nuzzling his face into her chest and wrapping his arms around her. They stay entwined in each other's arms for a moment before Mark reluctantly rolls off her with an annoyed groan. She just laughs at how cute he is.

He quickly slips his discarded boxers back on and goes to the bathroom and comes back with a damp towel and starts cleaning her up. He laughs softly at her squirming away from the towel, which earns him a smack on the shoulder from her, making him laugh even more.

“Hold still please baby I’m almost down”. He laughs.

“Ughhh fine.” She rolls her eyes playfully.

When he’s done cleaning her up, he helps her put his t-shirt and spare panties she has at his house, just in case things like this happen. He lays back down on the bed, pulling her into his arms and playing with her hair as she starts to doze off.

“I love you.” She murmurs into his chest letting sleep consume her after a long day.

“I love you more.” He whispers into her ear before falling asleep too.