#q.m ♡

[glossykissies]

I need to be in between butcher and maeve and I want to leave with bruises EVERYWHERE

maeve letting you lean against her, back to her chest with a hand between your legs whilst butcher stands infront, watching with that coy smile, hand around his dick.

“been waiting to get my hands on you, pretty girl. i mean it’s a shame i have to share but… i’ll take it.” maeve smirks as you mewl, locking eyes jokingly with butcher, who’s dark gaze is glued to the obstructed view between your legs.

“be grateful i even let ya. now move your hand, m’not ‘ere to wank off to the back of ya knuckles.” he sarks, causing the supe to roll her eyes playfully, withdrawing her hand and caressing your knee instead, spreading your legs wide for the big gruff man infront of you.

“billy butcher, such a way with words.” she shakes her head, now both of their attention turned to you and the way you tremble, staring up at the man with big doe eyes, spread legs and the glossiest cunt he’d even seen.

“fuckin’ ‘ell. you’ve been holdin’ out on me sweetheart.” he lowers himself, widening his stance to slap his tip on your folds making your jerk, letting out a whimper. he tilts his head with a mischievous smile. “and sensitive too. oh i’m gonna have fun with you.”

“be nice.” maeve ensures any hair is brushed away from your neck so she can place a comforting kiss there, feeling the way your body tenses in preparation for butchers fat cock.

“aint in my vocabulary love.” billy retorts, before beginning to stuff his fat tip inside you.

[glossykissies]

need maeve to be mean to me… like she can do whatever she wants with me

securing yourself a big girl job at the vought tower n queen maeve is just so mean :(

you were working a little desk job, administration. they’d never give you anything too important, and in your mind you were staying out of everyone’s way and getting by fine. you didn’t even see that many supes on your day to day.

but oh, they saw you — and not to be rude, but the people who worked behind desks at the tower were meant to be nobodies. it was unheard of that any of them would be hot, less so garner the attention of higher-ups — and yet here you come, clip clopping through the hallways in those little kitten heels with the little bows on the toe and the pencil skirts and suddenly you’re everyone’s wet dream. like really, even the deep and a-train parted so you’d walk through the middle of them, both turning back to check out your ass as you totter away. something about it was rubbing maeve the wrong way.

she felt smug when she watched you drop all your papers from your file onto the floor. she snickered even, taking time out of passing by you to lean against the wall making no effort to help you up, smirking.

“i take it you’ve never heard of a binder?”

you look up at her all innocent and fawn like, lips wet and eyes blown out and she finds herself swallowing, that ugly feeling in her stomach returning.

“they uhm, they didn’t give me one.” its clear you’re a little intimidated to be in the presence of a supe, face to face that is. somehow it annoyed her more that you weren’t aware of how much attention you’d been pulling in.

“i’m sure you’re making enough working at vought to buy your own.” she shrugs, pushing off the wall playfully. “can buy a pink one. to match your little shoes.” she lowers her voice teasingly, before striding off. you feel hot in the face, making a note not to wear those ones again.

however, the little digs from her keep coming, any chance she gets. you were never quite sure if she was bantering and being friendly or straight up just making fun of you, your intuition telling you it was unfortunately the latter. one day it’s “could you walk any slower?” when passing you in the hallway, the next it’s “are you stalking me or something?” when seeing you in the bathroom, and occasionally it’s “new shoes? i like the other ones better.” you were on edge, unaware of her intentions. maeve was ripping the side block from your mental jenga, and it was aggravating you.

she walks into the printing room, a room she had no business being in as a supe while you were in there — already looking tight lipped and unimpressed.

“are you hiding in here?” she immediately accuses, and you turn fully toward her.

“no? i’m doing my job. what are you doing?” you snap, eyes immediately going wide. there was no way you just mouthed off to a supe. you were done for sure. to your surprise, she smiles.

“hah, knew you had a little attitude in you. where’s that been?”

you don’t know how, and honestly you’re rather ashamed when you end up pressed to the photocopier with your skirt around your waist and her fingers in your cunt curling upwards. anyone could walk in, see the way she’s pulled open your blouse and stuffed her hand down your white panties, your ankle rolling in your shoes but she doesn’t seem to care. her lips press to the shell of your ear as you mewl.

“your fingers are too long, s’too tight!” you squeak, nails almost breaking with how hard you grip the photocopier.

“jesus, you’re really complaining right now?” she soothes her thumb over your clit anyway, making your legs buckle before huffing out a laugh through her nose at the squelching noise your pussy made at each thrust of her fingers. “huh, this pussies been out of practice. it’s tight in here.” she comments, subtly grinding herself against your ass. “thats fine… i can fix that for you.”

you definitely believed her.

[glossykissies]

Deer reader and Maeve, soft little supe girl who can speak to animals and has healing powers with Maeve

so cute omg i need to post a follow up to this hang on 🧁

[glossykissies]

thinking about homelander and maeve begrudgingly sharing reader ougghhhhh

i shant entertain homelander i simply shant but maeve would be subtly protecting u from him the whole time and telling him to go a little easier :/