Archive of Our Own ^beta

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Day 1: Masturbation- Adrian Chase has some embarrassing thoughts about his coworker, too bad he left his phone in his pocket.
Additional tags: accidental voyerism, phone sex, desperate Adrian, pervert Adrian

Day 2: Coming Untouched- You’re tired, but Adrian is just so desperate.
Additional tags: Strapping, pegging, sub!Adrian

Day 3: Threesome- If you had any idea about what you’d be doing in the other dimension, it certainly was not anything like this.
Additional tags: Eating out, vaginal fingering, double penetration (?), creampie, humping

Day 4: Accidental Voyeurism- You and Adrian are forced to work late at HQ. One call from Chris creates a domino effect.
Additional tags: Handjob, blowjob, quiet sex, hair pulling (very mild)

Day 5: Finger sucking- The mysterious Vigilante has eluded you for a few weeks now, and now she's on your couch after a particularly good beating. What could possibly happen?
Additional tags: Lesbian!Adrian, stalker-y actions, come licking, eating out, vaginal fingering

Day 6: Intoxication- After the roof party with the 11th Street kids, you and Adrian head to the bathroom to clean up.
Additional tags: Drunk sex, bathroom sex, p in v sex, creampie

Day 7: Chastity- You and Adrian try to make work a little more exciting.
Additional tags: Sub!Adrian, edging, semi-public sex (technically), masturbation, anal plugs, vibrator, blowjob, handjob, p in v sex, creampie, overstimulation, multiple orgasms

Day 8: Humiliation- After Adrian fucks up a mission, you decide to take his punishment into your own hands
Additional tags: Sub!Adrian, edging, ball gags, dildos, vibrators, punishment, spanking, strapping

Day 9: Wall Sex- You feel you should repay Vigilante for her efforts in some way.
Additional tags: Lesbian!Adrian Chase, mugging, violence, fight scene, getting knocked out, whump, eating out, fingering

Day 10: Oral sex/punishment- Sometimes, Adrian needs to be put in his place.
Additional tags: Throat fucking, blowjob, handjob, genderless reader, established relationship, car sex

Day 11: Handcuffs/come licking- When Adrian comes home from a long night of particularly bad crime fighting, he needs to feel in control.
Additional tags: Vaginal fingering, leg humping

Day 12: Temporary/Permanent Marks- You didn’t think too far ahead to an awkward day at work when you were with Adrian last night.

Day 13: Dildos- Adrian asks to explore a kink he’s been thinking about.

Day 14: Possessive Sex- After a really rough day in the field, all you want to do is fuck your boyfriend after almost losing him.

Day 15: Semi-public/Sex Pollen- Adrian got hit with something, and now he’s acting super weird while you’re driving him home.

Day 16: Remote Control- You and Adrian have a few more ideas about how to make work more fun.

Day 17: Messy Sex- Sometimes you guys get carried away, sometimes. This was one of those times.

Day 18: Genital Torture- You had to try something out after hearing Adrian during that run-in with Goff.

Day 19: Creampie- What it says on the tin.

Day 20: Tentacles- Adrian gets himself in way more trouble than intended

Day 21: Break/rest day

Day 22: Quiet Sex- While on a mission, you and Adrian have to keep quiet. No one ever said how.

Day 23: Praise Kink/Biting- Small drabble, Adrian likes being a brat sometimes.

Day 24: Anal Sex/Gags- Yeah, again, literally just the title

Day 25: Impact Play- Adrian likes to get hit. Hard.

Day 26: Cucking- You can’t help yourself when you see two Adrians in the same place.

Day 27: Hairpulling- You both find out something new about each other.

Day 28: Multiple Orgasms- After seeing Adrian during the roof party, you drag him behind you into Harcourt’s bathroom.

Day 29: Body Worship- Adrian’s a little more than “a bit buzzed” after a night out. You guys don’t even make it to the front door.

Day 30: Fucking machine/Degradation- It is what it is (I’m running out of juice guys :’(

Day 31: Uniform Kink/Aftercare- He sneaks in after a rough night as Vigilante.

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You had finally sat down on your bed when Adrian’s number popped up on your phone. You had just gotten home from hanging out at the bar with the Eleventh Street Kids. At one point during the night, Adrian seemed to get so worked up after the conversation turned into questions about your sex life. He swiftly made his way to the bathroom after just a few minutes, and Chris and Leota gave each other a look. You couldn’t decipher what it meant, though, so you thought nothing of it.

You were properly drunk, and Adrian offered to drive you home. The tension was immeasurable as he drove down the familiar roads of Evergreen. Neither of you said a word after he asked you about your sexual preferences. It was getting awkward.

“This is you?” He said pointedly.

“Yeah. Thanks.” You say, exiting the car and grabbing your purse. What the hell was happening between you guys? It’s not like he liked you, right? He treated you like he treated anyone in the group. To be fair, you were nicer to him than the others. You always read him animal facts and tried not to laugh when he got them completely wrong. But honestly, nothing was that different. Or so you thought.

And that brings you to now, staring at the number of a guy who barely talked to you on the way to your house. He dropped you off two minutes ago. What could he possibly have to say?

You pick up, confused. “Hello?”

All you hear is a faint rustling of clothes. You repeat yourself, a bit louder.

No answer.

You’re about to hang up when you hear a small groan.

“Adrian…?”

“Fuck.” He whispers. You can barely hear anything, but you know what he’s doing. The sound of a zipper confirms your thoughts.

You stay silent. This was a mistake, right? He didn’t mean to call you. But fuck, he sounded hot.

Adrian started whimpering as you brought your hand to your waistband. This was so wrong. An invasion of privacy. He probably didn’t know you were listening. It was probably a butt dial.

“Fuck, Y/N.” He groaned, sounding like he was clenching his teeth. You could only imagine.

You started to move your pants down when you had the thought. Adrian lived about ten more minutes away, right? Quickly, you got up to look out your window. Sure enough, in the parking lot, Adrian's car was still there. It didn’t look like he was holding his phone, so it must’ve been an accident. And what an accident it was.

You tried to get a glimpse into his car, but he was too far away. Just for today, you could imagine. But tomorrow you were going to confront him.

You sat back on your couch, quickly moving your pants out of the way as you listened to his moans and whines. Circling your clit, you put your phone on the back of your couch next to your ear so you could keep all of your attention on stimulating yourself. Fuck this was so hot.

Trying to keep quiet, you bite your lip, not wanting this to end.

“Fuck, Y/N,” Adrian repeated, “I need you so bad.”

Moaning with him, you get closer and closer to the edge. Then you hear it. Adrian’s voice stutters, and he’s coming over his hand. In his car. Moaning your name.

You’re right behind him, coming on your hand, breathing heavily as you come down from your high.

“Oh, fuck!” Adrian yells and hangs up.

You begin to laugh and run to look out your window again. He’s driving away.

Tomorrow. Tomorrow you were going to blow his mind.

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You and Adrian have been so busy between work during the day and the chaos of crime-fighting at night that your newfound relationship has barely had any room to breathe. Finally, you and Adrian were able to take a night off together after a shorter shift at Fennel Fields, and you were going to make this night count. You were not going to be tired, no way.

Well, that’s what you thought two days ago. Now, getting ready to end your shift, you were not so sure about tonight. But you and Adrian planned for tonight to be at least a little bit special, and you had to do at least something.

Driving home, you debated how you were going to keep up with Adrian’s seemingly never-ending storage of energy. He rode next to you, buzzing with arousal already. He stayed quiet for most of the ride, which you knew meant one thing. There was already a low tent in his pants as you rounded the corner and parked. As you considered your options, Adrian almost sprinted to the door. You had your strap in your bedroom that you’ve never used before. Maybe tonight would be the night to try it out.

You followed Adrian into your apartment, and almost immediately, he was on you. Quickly, he started mouthing at your neck as you unbuttoned his shirt.

“Been waiting for a while, huh?” You ask as he tries to unzip your jeans.

“Mhm.” He mumbles with a smile.

“You wanna try something new?” You grab the back of his head before he can dip down.

“New?” He looks up as you fist some of his curls. He bites his lip as you tug ever so slightly.

“I got a new strap a week ago. I was think–”

“Yes.” You were shocked at how eager his response was. Immediately, you both tumble into your bedroom. You head for your dresser as Adrian lounges on the bed, watching you.

“Can I take your clothes off?” He said as you pulled your harness out of your dresser. You barely glance at him as you grab the dildo from its bag and a small bottle of lube, allowing him to continue to ramble and strip as you slowly walk towards him. “I promise I won’t rip your clothes. I learned from my mistake pretty quickly.” He laughs, already half hard as you move in front of him, taking his chin in your hands.

“If you can not ruin my shirt, that would be great.” You laugh.

“Holy shit, you're so hot.” He gives you his signature grin as he slowly lifts your shirt up and over your head. This time, he’s taking his time as he unbuttons your jeans and slides them down along your underwear. Finally, he unhooks your bra, and you reach back for your harness.

“You think you can take this?” You question as you take the dildo in your hand.

“Definitely. I’ve taken worse. Well, I mean, I’ve fought worse, like last week, Peacemaker and I,” he keeps talking as you tiredly tune him out, adjusting the strap as needed. After finishing up, you gently place your hand on his cheek, and he snaps out of his rant.

“You ready?”

“More than ready.” You smirk as you open the lube and work it on your strap. “Uhm, should I stay like this? Or do you want me on my hands and knees?” The way Adrian is so nonchalant with these sorts of things always astonishes you. No one you’ve been with has ever been as forward. It was refreshing.

“I think I’d like you on your hands and knees. Turn around for me?” You say. He listens, and you start to pour more lube on your hands. “This might feel a bit weird, but it gets better, trust me.” Finally, you start to work at his rim.

“Oh fuck. It’s cold.” He’s already burying his face into the mattress. Oh, this was going to be fun.

Adrian groans as you work two fingers in his ass, his knees already growing weak. After today, you thought you’d be way too tired to do anything more than dry humping and a movie afterwards, but watching him unfold in front of you with him clenching around your fingers, you feel more energized than you have in days. You begin to thrust your digits in and out of his hole as you hit that spot. That spot that makes him whine and moan with abandon. Selfishly, you take your fingers out, and he mourns the loss of feeling full with a whimper.

“Alright, let’s see if you can take it.” You line up your length as he anticipates the stretch. His back arches as you push in. Shallowly, you thrust into his rim until he starts pushing backwards, wanting more. You relent and start thrusting in earnest. Adrian’s a total mess as you hold his hips up. He sneaks his hand down to grab his leaking cock, but you grab his wrists.

“Come on, babe, I want to see how long you can hold out.” He groans into the comforter more as you harshly move his hips in tandem with yours. He’s starting to lose control of his sounds as you keep your pace, not letting his hips hit the mattress.

His moans reach a fever pitch as you hit his prostate over and over again. Finally, he can’t take it anymore. He fists the sheets as he comes hard on the bed. You slow down minutely, and he’s whimpering more than ever. You relent, and he gasps as he’s let go, slumping on the bed.

“You did so well, Adrian.” You brush his curls out of his face and turn him over. His whole face and chest are flushed as he looks up at you.

“That was awesome. Oh my god, I don’t think I’ve come that hard.” He reaches up and kisses you. You kiss back, lying on top of him as his back hits the bed once again.

“So I’d say that was a success?”

“More than that. No one’s ever fucked me so hard.” He laughs into your shoulder.

Tonight was definitely not the last time something like this would happen.

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As Adrian made his way up to his alternate universe’s house, you started freaking out.

“Adrian! Come back!” You whisper-yell at him as he’s overjoyed, looking at the small differences in his yard.

“Relax, dude, nothing’s going to happen.” He called back, spinning on his heels. As he got closer to the front door, you debated following him in. He began to open the front door, and finally, you decided to follow him in.

“Adrian, we should not be doing this!” You try keeping your voice down.

“Dude, it’ll be fine. I just want to meet another me. That’s all, and then we can go.” He shrugs, opening the door.

“What about the ramifications?”

“What, like crazy multiverse stuff where one of us explodes?”

“I dunno! Maybe?” You’re in dangerous territory of mentally exploding as you try to fathom his confidence in his plan.

“Oh my gosh, dude, look at this.” He skips into the kitchen and picks up a ‘Cheeri-Oh’s’ box. “It’s spelled just a little bit different!” Laughing, he takes it with him and walks further down the hallway.

“My dad’s not gay in this universe!” He continues laughing even harder, practically bouncing down the stairs. He started to slow down as he got to the basement door, taking out his keys.

“I’m having bad feelings about this universe. Something about this place feels off.” You say, shuffling around while he unlocks the egregious number of locks on the door.

“Oh my gosh, my keys work here too!” He leans back to get your attention. You can’t help but smile back as he unlocks the last one. Something shifted in the way Adrian entered the room. He’s more alert as you follow him through the shelves of tools.

“Hello?” He yells.

Then you see him. On the other side of the room, at his desk, the other Adrian.

“What the fuck?” He immediately draws his gun. Your Adrian begins laughing almost maniacally. “Who are you and why are you here?” He’s forceful.

“Dude, oh my god dude, hold on hold on.” Adrian tugs his mask off. “It’s me! I’m you from another dimension! My keys worked to get in here!”

“Are you fucking kidding me?” The alternate Adrian’s face lights up as he puts down his gun.

After a quick back and forth about whatever they had in common, alternat Adrian turned to you.

“Who’s that?”

“Aw, that’s my girlfriend.”

“Oh my gosh, that’s so sick, dude!”

“I’m Y/N.” You give a wave. They were overjoyed at their interaction, and you couldn’t help but smile. They were both so cute. You begin thinking about the different implications of the two Adrians. Were they the same? They seemed almost identical in personality. Maybe alternate Adrian was exactly the same. Your thoughts suddenly turn to more carnal. Would they be the same in bed? How would it feel with both of them inside you?

Adrian noticed your thoughts were sidetracked.

“You ok?” He turned back to you from where they both were pointing.

“Huh?” You’re broken out of your trance. “Oh, yeah, it’s fine, I’m all good.” You’re shit at lying. Even Adrian knows that. You start to blush.

“You thinking about something?” He presses.

“Nah, just the usual, I’m fine.”

“Babe, I know that look.” Finally, he fully faces you.

“Ugh, fine. I was thinking about you two. Like, in that way.” You’re never this nervous about sex with Adrian. Typically, you took charge in the bedroom. But something about this was different. Maybe it was the presence of the other Adrian, whom you didn’t know at all.

“Oh shit. I mean, yeah, I’m down.”

“What’s going on here?” The other Adrian interjects.

“Dude, she was thinking of a threesome.” He’s smiling back at you as he nudges the other Adrian.

That’s how you got here: standing in front of both Adrians, kneeling in front of you. They’re both already stripped down (except for their glasses); both are hard, leaking precum as you unhook your bra and slide down your underwear.

“So, what do you want to do?” You ask your Adrian as you fist his hair.

“Can I eat you out?”

“Of course, babe.” You laugh as you step a little forward, a little incentive for him to begin. He starts a light lick from your hole to your clit.

“Fuck you’re so wet.” He groans and grabs your hips.

“Of course I am. I have two of you in front of me looking so pretty.” The alternate Adrian wimpers as yours works his tongue around your hole.

“Do you want something to do? Or are you going to sit there so pretty with your cock leaking?” You condescend to the other Adrian.

“Can I fuck you?” He asks, bringing his hand to his length.

“Oh yeah, let him, babe. He’ll feel how tight you are.” Your Adrian almost begs. You love it when he begs. But you’re so desperate, you allow alternate Adrian to get behind you and grind his cock against your ass. He’s definitely as big as your Adrian.

“Come on, baby, it’s ok.” You try and reach back to guide him into your heat as Adrian in front of you mouths at your clit, sometimes marking your hips with bruises to catch a short break.

When Adrian finally puts his length inside you, you groan loudly. The other Adrian is quick to suck harder on your clit as you rock back and forth, trying to keep both Adrians on you. You decide to bring your leg between the legs of Adrian in front of you. He knows exactly what to do and starts to grind on your shin as he keeps sucking your clit.

“Oh fuck, babe. You’re perfect in both universes. I wish I could keep both of you to myself.” You moan and bite your lip as the Adrian behind you starts thrusting harder and harder, which causes your Adrian to start sucking sloppier. He then brings his hand up to your entrance, where the other is sinking in and out. He starts to push one finger in, then two. You’re closer to finishing with each thrust and suck. You can tell that both Adrians are also close to finishing, and you can’t hold on much longer.

With a shout, you start coming, which causes the Adrian in your hole to come too. Soon, your Adrian begins coming, and you all fill the room with moans and whines as you fuck each other through your orgasms. As you calm down, Adrian relents his sucking and gazes up at you with that same shit-eating grin he gives you every time. You look back, and the Adrian behind you has his eyes closed as he tries to compose himself.

“Holy shit, that was amazing.” He says as he detaches his hands from your hips and slides out. The Adrian in front of you quickly brings his mouth to your hole and catches the come dribbling out of you.

“That is so hot.” You say, looking down at him.

“Hell yeah, it is.” He says as the Adrian behind you helps him up and gives him a wet high five. You roll your eyes at the very Adrian response. This definitely wasn’t going to be a round one type of thing, you think as you walk toward them.

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Stuck at HQ, you contemplated just leaving. You were forced to work the night shift, reviewing files while security cameras were pulled up, just in case you saw something out of the ordinary. There had been some suspicious activity relating to an ex-ARGUS employee, and you guys were tasked with figuring out her whereabouts. Everyone had already left, except for Adrian. He decided to keep you company. Reluctantly, you agreed as Adebyo gave you a look that implied “Good luck, you’ll need it.”

So here you were, filing away at 2 A.M. while Adrian slumped in a chair after asking you to read him a million more spider facts.

“Ugh, how much longer?” He groans, stretching uncomfortably.

“I don’t know. You can leave if you want.” You nod to the door. Sometimes Adrian was fun to have around. He brought a more fun-loving vibe to the team. But now, with a lack of caffeine and the fact that you were forced to stay here, you were down to your last fucking straw.

“But that would be totally unfair. If you have to stay up late, then you should have someone to talk to. Otherwise, it would be super boring.” He stands up and starts pacing the room.

“You could be home, though, playing D&D or some shit.” You say, still engrossed with your files.

“I could get you something? Like, make a quick gas station run or something. Get you your favorite drink.” He smiles, now standing beside you.

“Really, I’m fine, Adrian.” Irritated, you shift away and continue reading.

“Ugh, fine.” He says, slumping down into a different chair. Silently, you both sit there; you reading, honestly, unnecessary details about some rando, and Adrain scrolling on his phone. Suddenly, Adrian’s phone starts ringing.

“Are you kidding me?” You ask, annoyed.

“Sorry, it’s Chris.” He apologises but still answers.

“Hey, dude, you good? You never call me first.” You try to make out what he says.

“Yeah, I’m good. How’s it going with Y/N?” Chris teased.

“Dude, she’s right here!” Adrian seems… embarrassed? You notice a very faint blush on his face as he walks to the other side of the room. Now you can’t hear what Chris is saying, but you can tell Adrian is definitely hiding something. You look over at him skeptically a few times as he half-freaked out in the corner. Adrian’s whispering on his phone, making sure you aren’t able to hear him.

You do hear him almost yell: “Oh my god, dude, she’s not going to fuck me!” Then he realizes what he’s said and looks over at you with the color drained out of his face.

“Uhm, I– I mean, gross dude, why would–what, uh–” Adrian’s attempt at covering up the topic of his conversation was failing tremendously. It was your turn to blush as you stared at him as he quickly hung up. “I– uhm, I gotta go fix something in the back.” He darts out of the room, leaving you with your thoughts.

You did like Adrian. Sometimes you’d be thinking about him when you had no reason to. He was cute, too. You thought so the moment he tugged off his mask. It didn’t help your thoughts one bit when he followed you around like a lost puppy whenever Peacemaker wasn’t around. He was pathetic sometimes, but surprisingly competent when it came to fighting.

You shake your head as you catch your thoughts drifting. Those were thoughts for another day. Tonight, you actually had work to do.

Suddenly, you hear a small noise coming from down the hallway, presumably in one of the rooms. Too tired to actually get up, you have an idea. You turn to your computer and sort through the different cams until you land on the ones in your HQ. First is the front room, where you are, then the hallway. Next up is the room where you presume Adrian is. You debate actually looking. Maybe he’s having a private moment. He would probably head to his car, though. Finally, you decide to look at the camera, and what you saw was not what you thought you would see.

There Adrian was, on the sofa, with his dick out. He’s lightly stroking it as it looks like he’s contemplating something. You stare, dumbfounded. Surely this was a result of the conversation with Chris, but what the fuck did he say? You keep watching through your fingers as he starts to go a little faster. You feel yourself getting wetter while watching him, but you know you can’t touch yourself. Something about this was incredibly wrong, but incredibly hot all the same.

He’s biting his hand as he goes faster and faster, as you bring your hand to the outside of your pants. You start grinding, trying to feel something, anything. You hear the faint sounds down the hall as Adrian moans into his palm. This was such bs just watching him. You stand with a start and head down the hall to the room.

You open the door, and Adrian doesn’t even notice with his eyes closed, completely engrossed in his current situation.

“You worked up?” You ask. Adrian opens his eyes in horror.

“Fuck, I–” He tries to cover himself up with his pants, but he just fumbles, his hands slick with precome.

“Do you need help with that?” You nod. If there was any time to be bold, it was now. He just stares at you, dumbfounded, letting his pants slide down to reveal his leaking cock, just ready to burst.

All Adrian can do is nod as you walk towards him and kneel. You look him in his deep green eyes and rub your hand up his thigh.

“You want this?” You check just in case, though you already know his answer.

“Fuck, yes, oh my god.” He says. After his reassurance, you take his length into your hand and bring your mouth to his tip. You start to shallowly suck, and he groans loudly. He’s so worked up that he’ll probably last just a few more minutes.

You start sucking harder as you bring your head down lower. He grabs your hair, and you moan at that. You keep going deeper, and you feel his cock hit the back of your throat, and he’s coming.

Adrian comes hard, his back arching off the couch as you keep his shaft in your mouth, swallowing all he has to offer. He starts whimpering as he comes down from his high, and you give him one last teasing suck as you take your mouth off of him.

“Fuck, that was unreal. Like a porno or something.” He gasps as he lets go of your hair.

“Thanks, perv.” You smirk as you start to stand up. You’re now looking down at him as he adjusts his glasses. You can’t help but find it endearing.

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You had only seen Vigilante with the mask on, but once she ripped it off her face, you’ve never felt the same. She was literally a dream. Short, curly hair, glassy green eyes, and a smile you could stare at for days.

The first time you met her, she had saved you from a mugging in the dead of night. She was such a skilled fighter, something in your brain short-circuited as you watched her take out your attackers. Then, in that voice, that deep voice, she made sure you were ok. You had to find out who she was.

Fast forward to now, two more muggings (how you manage to be so incompetent, you never really know), a face reveal after a pretty bad beat up, and a few stitch-ups later, you watched as Vigilante rested on your bed, fast asleep.

You hadn’t expected her to come to you. Surely, she had someone to help her? Just the thought had a pang of jealousy rise up in your heart. You reluctantly sit up and move away to get a cup of water to put on the side table. She should be waking up soon. It’s been about nine hours since she first collapsed onto your couch.

You smiled as she shifted over and nuzzled her face into a pillow. Noticing a small patch of blood around her neck, you grab a small wipe to soak up the dried blood. She stirred and started to blink, eyes adjusting to the room. She then faced you and smiled the same smile that would send your brain into a whirlwind of adoration.

“Good morning.” You greet her with a hand cupping her cheek.

“Mhm.” Ugh, her morning voice was to die for. “Thanks.” She opened her eyes more clearly and glanced around the room, eyes landing on you again.

“No problem. You got really beat up last night. Or, at least from what I could tell, I’m no stalker.” You laugh awkwardly. Why were you so nervous?

“Yeah, they got me good, but my best friend Peacemaker’s got it.” She explained.

“So, do you think you can get up? Are your legs ok, I mean?”

“Yeah, I’m all good. Sorry, I kind of barged into your apartment last night. You were closest.” She remembered your address from dropping you off after saving you. You didn’t know if you should be flattered or a little worried. She reached into her pockets and grabbed something. Her glasses. She somehow looked even hotter with her glasses on.

“Do you need me to drive you home or something. Or you can stay here. I have the day off, so I can help you a little bit more if you need it.” You really wanted her to stay.

“If you’re chill with it, I think my vision’s a little fucked from last night. I can’t even see with these.” She says, pointing to her glasses. You move to sit next to her. “You’re really chill for doing this, you know? Like, I don’t think most people would open their window to someone always on the news. Which, I will say, is in fact wrong. I am in no way a harm to the community. I only kill bad guys, especially when they do some graffiti.” You let out a small laugh at that.

“It helps that you got my back like three different times.” Absent-mindedly, you rest your hand on her knee. She freezes, and a faint blush dusts her cheeks.

“I–uh, yeah. I just happen to be in the neighborhood.” She says, but there’s something off with how she says it. Her face turns away a bit. You furrow your brow with skepticism.

“Mhm?”

“Yeah, totally not using security cams or anything. Just, you know, prowling through the night as the papers say.” She laughs nervously. You take your hand away and move it to her cheek to brush off a little bit of dirt that you missed on her cheek. She takes your wrist and brings it to her mouth. She gives you an expectant nod, and you nod back, letting her start kissing your knuckles. You bring your free hand to her waist, and she immediately pulls you onto her lap as you both collapse onto the back of the couch.

“You’re so hot, you know. You’ve gotten into so much trouble lately, I’ve had to keep tabs on you so you wouldn’t get hurt.” She explains, her guard down as she brings two of your fingers into her mouth as she begins to suck. You blush harshly at that admission as she gives a slight moan, mouthing at your digits. Then, she sets you down to lie across the couch as she pulls away from your hand, bringing her fingers to your waistband. You bring your hand to hers and guide her to pull your underwear and pants down. She glides her middle finger against your heat. You’re so wet you can hear the sounds the friction of her digit makes as she goes from your hole to your clit.

She grins as she brings her finger to her mouth and gives it a suck. You can’t help but give a little whimper as she closes her eyes, reveling in the feeling.

“You taste so good, baby.” She gives a small groan, bringing two of her fingers to your hole, shallowly pushing into your tight heat. You arch your back at the feeling, and she can’t help but laugh as you clench around her fingers.

She’s quick at turning you into a mess around her fingers, and you just stare at her, watching you come undone. She finds that spot that makes you melt, and your moans start to grow higher as you clench harder. She brings her head down, finally, giving your clit some stimulation.

That’s it. That’s all you need as you start coming around her fingers. Your back arches as far as it can as your eyes roll back into your head.

Vigilante is just sitting, there watching in awe as you come on her fingers. Once you slump back down onto the couch, she brings her fingers to her mouth and licks up all of your spend. You lie there, watching as she savors the feeling, and you bite your lip. She was a keeper for sure.

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Finally, you and the Eleventh Street Kids were finally able to meet up again when Economos came back. Everyone seemed up in spirits, even Harcourt, who, even though she seemed a little off, was smiling while leaning on the balcony. Adebyo, Economos, and you have been talking while Adrian fools around, and one thing leads to another, and suddenly you guys are pouring beer all over Adrian. You honestly don’t remember how you got here, circled around Adrian, who was practically drowning in alcohol.

You can’t help but stare at him as the drinks flowed down his torso. After you all ran out of alcohol, Adrian looked a little upset as everyone sat down at the table. Harcourt and Chris seemed a little preoccupied with their own drama. Adebyo gave you an expectant look as Adrian sat next to you. You had a silent conversation as you both subtly nodded and shook your heads as she smirked. You, however, did not find this amusing.

You had a small, tiny crush on Adrian immediately when you met him. It only grew as you two spent more time together. Adebyo obviously picked up on this and has sort of turned this into her distraction from her own falling-apart love life. She teased you more and more, and became bolder in her choice of words as you fumbled around Adrian like an idiot.

“Aw man,” Adrian said, snapping you both out of your silent debate. “I’m so sticky. Ugh, I’ll have to go wash off.”

“Y/N can help you out!” Adebyo interjects. You shoot her a glare.

“Oh, that’d be great actually! Come on!” He grabbed your arm and pulled you up. Your head started spinning from all the beer in your system as he practically dragged you across the roof and to the door. Adebyo gave you a self-satisfied wave as you closed the door. His touch left your arm as you both walked down the stairs to Harcourt’s bathroom.

“Thanks, dude, this is really cool of you!” You nod as he gives you his signature grin as he enters the bathroom. You go to what you presumed was the linen closet and grab two towels. You hear the shower turn on as you gather the towels in your arms.. Wearily, you open the bathroom door and see Adrian with a small washcloth, wiping his hair. You laugh a bit as he fusses over a few curls that keep sticking to his forehead. You pile the towels on the small counter space as you watch him wipe his body with the wet washcloth, planning on just drying off with the towels.

“It’s sick that John’s back! I’ve only been able to talk to him over the phone. Usually they’re not very long calls either, not like ours.” Adrian's practically dripping everywhere now as he splashes water onto his shoulders and wipes them with the washcloth.

“Yeah. He seems pretty stressed with work. I’m glad his soul’s not crushed.” You joke. Absent-mindedly, your eyes graze over his body again, stopping minutely at the bulge in his underwear. You move your eyes back up to his face and notice he is staring back at you.

“Shit, sorry dude, I’m just, I had a lot to drink.” You shift to get up, but he slowly puts his hand on your shoulder.

“I should probably tell you now. Like I’ve noticed before and all, and Adebyo is not subtle in the least, but I’ve kind of liked you, too? And if I’m completely wrong about your feelings, that’s totally fine, but it’s probably all the beer in my system, and shit, but I’m like really horny right now, and you can say no and walk away, but–” Adrian’s nonsensical rambling comes to a halt as you shove him against the wall and kiss him.

He lets out a small whine as your hands roam along his torso. He puts his hands on your cheek and shoulder as you nip at his bottom lip, causing him to groan.

“Fuck, this is awesome.” He says, messing with the hem of your shirt. You move your hands away so he can pull it over your head as you make quick work of pulling his underwear down, revealing his half-hard dick. You stare at it again as you bite your lip. Adrian paws at your pants, and you shove them down so both of you are now bare. The tension is thick as both of you stare at each other, not knowing who should break the gaze. You finally step forward, kissing him softly this time. This kiss was more exploratory than the one fueled by raw, unbridled lust. You playfully brought your tongue to his lips, and he let you in.

Adrian, always being the vocal one, let out pants and groans as you half-grinded into his thigh.

“Fuck, I don’t know if I can last much longer. I need to be inside you.” He said, disconnecting his mouth from yours. He lifts you onto the sink, and his hands start roaming up your legs as you put them around his back, urging him forward. The alcohol must’ve been getting to him because he immediately shoved himself into your hole as you almost screamed out his name. You both started moving your hips with reckless abandon as you moaned each other's names between pants.

You began to rake your fingernails against his back, and he whimpered at that, biting his lip as he rested his head on your shoulder. His thrusts started to grow faster as you bit at his jaw.

“Fuck, Y/N, you feel so good. So fucking good, I couldn’t imagine anything better. Shit, this is so fucking good.” Adrian goes on, babbling to his heart's content, as you could do nothing but hold on tight to him as he abused that spot that made you see stars.

“Fuck, Adrian, I’m so close, please, keep going, oh my god.” That’s the last thing you say for a while. You never got this close this quickly, and, frankly, you didn’t want this to end so soon. Thankfully, Adrian seemed to be getting closer, too.

“Oh, fuck, can I please come inside of you? Please, please baby, please.” His begging is what pushed you over the edge as you nodded. You never were this loud. Maybe it was the alcohol that gave you the extra confidence as you kissed Adrian through his orgasm, both of you moaning into each other’s mouths. You both breathed hard as you held each other close, reveling in the warmth the other gave you.

“Fuck, Adrian, that was perfect.” You whisper into his damp skin.

“‘M glad.” He mumbled. You both just stayed there for a few minutes, drinking in the feeling of him resting inside you.

“Are you two perverts done in there?!” Harcourt banged on the door loudly.

“Fuck!” You both say.

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“You ready?” You smile at Adrian innocently as you pull up to HQ. You both agreed to this last night while drunkenly making out in your apartment after a long night at the bar. He said yes immediately, no questions asked (obviously, you had to talk about it afterwards), and now he was squirming in his seat, anticipating the day he was about to have. You give a teasing jingle of the cock cage’s keys as you put them in your center console. Adrian watches intently, mouth slightly open as you open your door. He follows you into your makeshift home base, already feeling the effects of the cage around his length.

Smirking as you walk in, you can already tell it’s a slow day of research and filing. A day of having to sit still. This was going to be fun.

You sit at your desk as Adrian makes his way to the back. He was on weapons duty, and he had a few ideas for some badass bombs, so he was at least occupied.

For the first two hours, nothing really happened. You talked to Harcourt about some possible new suspects for your newly issued mission, and Adebyo showed you her dogs’ new costumes. Economos was locked in and secretly worked on the next slideshow before your next mission. Chris was in the back with Adrian, probably goofing off, talking about who knows what.

Discreetly, you take a remote out of your pocket and toy with it for a while before hitting the first notch, making the plug in Adrian’s ass vibrate slowly. You heard a stiff sound from down the hall, and the sounds of conversation halted. Smiling to yourself, you settle back into your work, letting the plug keep on vibrating at its lowest setting, the rest of your team none the wiser.

A few more hours passed, and Adrian says he’s finished a prototype and was going to go on a coffee run. He looks at you, silently pleading with you to go with him. You agree, and you both walk out together.

“Have you been good?” You ask, getting back in your car.

“Yeah, the vibrations are a little overwhelming at first, though.” He admits.

“That’s the point, babe.” You explain as you start the car. “You want me to turn it up a notch?”

Adrian doesn’t reply. All he does is look down, fidgeting with his hands.

“I’ll take that as a yes.” You say, taking the remote out as you turn it up two notches this time. Adrian bites down hard on his lip as he starts breathing deeper. You drive for a few more minutes, letting Adrian adjust until you both get to the coffee shop. You turn it off completely, watching his eyes go wide from the unexpected sensation.

“Ready, babe?” You’re having so much fun with this as you head towards the shop. It’s pretty spacious for a local shop. You go ahead and order, and Adrian says something about going to the bathroom. You trust he’ll be fine. Oh, how you were wrong. You wait for your order, but he still wasn’t back once it was ready. You wait for three more minutes before you get suspicious. You decide to knock on the gender neutral stall you saw him walk into. Before you actually get a chance to, you hear a short gasp. Thankfully, the bathroom was down a hallway, so no one saw you quickly unlock it and enter.

There Adrian was, cage on his lap, stroking himself stupid. Once he heard you open the door, though, he quickly tried to pull away his hands, putting them up in surrender.

“Adrian. We talked about this.” You say, disappointed.

“I know. I promise I don’t have an extra key. I used one of your hairpins from the car. I had to. I’m so fucking desperate from the teasing, please.” He winces as you walk forward, looking down at him.

“You need to come?” You grip his chin, forcing his full face to look up at you.

“Please?” He begs, looking completely pathetic.

“I think you can wait.” You take the cage and pocket it as you lead him out of the bathroom after buttoning his jeans back up. In the car, you relock the cage and turn the plug back on up four notches this time, and you start driving. Adrian’s practically writhing next to you, thrusting his hips against the seat, knowing that doing anything more would piss you off.

It’s a long seven hours of you toying with the remote. Adrian tried to keep his cool, but he did have to take a breather in the bathroom two different times. You eyed him as he entered it, your silent warning, ‘don’t you dare.’.

You heard Chris one time from down the hall: “Vij, what the fuck is up with you?”. You almost laughed at that. Almost.

After the team was ready to call it a day, you and Adrian walked to your car.

“You did well today, although you did break the rules at the shop. Do you think you can take a bit more edging tonight?” You ask, turning off the plug once again.

“Mhm.” He’s almost at a loss for words as he bites his lip and readjusts his glasses. You’re almost in awe at how he’s acting.

“Good. Once we get home, I want you to sit on the bed. Bare.” You whisper. He knows what’s going to happen. The drive home was silent. Both of you were anticipating what’s to come.

As you pull into the parking lot, Adrian swiftly dashes into your apartment as you take your time, letting him get properly prepared.

You finally make it to the bedroom door and open it. There he is, sitting politely. You take the key out of your pocket, and his eyes immediately clock the object currently blocking him from release. Gently, you walk up to him and unlock the cage, setting it aside. It takes all of Adrian's willpower not to hump your leg right there.

“Are you pent up, baby?” You say, gripping his cock as he winces at the touch. He hardens immediately as you slowly stroke his cock. He can’t help but buck his hips up into your hand. Once he does, you take your hand away, and he whines again, scrunching his eyes shut.

“Fuck, please?” He’s so soft with his mannerisms that you’re a little sorry for him. You decide to kneel and take him into your mouth as you plant your hands on his hips, preventing him from moving them at all. Slowly, you move up and down his shaft, going minutely deeper each time. He flounders as you let your hands off just a bit, giving him a little room to thrust into your mouth. You can tell he’s already so close with the way the sounds of his moans grow higher in pitch. Once more, you let up, edging him even more.

“Baby, please, I’ll do anything. I know I’ve been bad, but I was just so, so fucking desperate. Please, oh my god, please.” He reaches to grip your hips as he nuzzles into the side of your stomach. Finally, you take pity on him. He knows how to get what he wants, and it’s always by begging.

“Alright, baby. Lay on the bed. I want you to watch me undress.” You slowly back away to the other side of the room as he rests on his elbows, staring at you, not even daring to blink. Little did he know, you had one more surprise for him. You slowly peel your shirt off, gingerly setting it on the dresser as you fumble with the button on your pants. Once they’re off, he sees your matching bra and underwear. It’s the pink set that he said he loves so much one night, while you ruined him completely.

“Fuck,” is all he could stutter as you move towards him. You crawl up the bed and sit just below his leaking, wet cock, eager for release. His eyes flick to your face, then your breasts, then your bare thighs as he took in the sight of you. You smile sweetly and move your underwear the the side to slowly sink down on his dick. You already felt full as you slid down half his length. You bit your lip as you sank down. You sit there just for a minute, taking it all in.

Suddenly, Adrian starts messily thrusting his hips against yours, causing you to moan. You finally let up and start grinding in earnest as he grips your hips.

“Aw fuck, you’re so perfect.” He starts to babble, so you quickly thrust your fingers into his mouth, shutting him up right then and there as he sucks.

“I’m going to keep using you. I don’t care how much you come, I’ll stop when I’m satisfied. He groans low at that. You think you can hear ‘fuck, please use me, I’m yours’ around your fingers, but with the obstruction, it just sounds more like nonsense. You start lifting your hips up and down as he slams into you from below.

His eyes flicker open and closed as he’s overwhelmed with the feeling, but also wants to watch you as you fuck him senseless. Now it’s your turn to feel desperation as you keep bouncing on his hips, his thrusts going deeper and faster as you grow closer to your release. He knows you like it rough, so he tries his best as he sloppily thrusts into your pussy. He’s coming without any warning as you keep going, overstimulating him as he lets out an especially desperate whine.

You feel yourself getting close as you clench around him.

“FUCK!” Adrian screams around your fingers from the overstimulation as he comes again quickly. You’re so close, so, so close. You move your fingers out of his mouth and start stroking your clit as he somehow leans back up and kisses you, and he fondles your breasts. With the multiple sensations surrounding you, you’re coming. Hard. You arch your back and throw your head towards the ceiling as your nails grip into Adrian’s arms. As you come back to your senses, you realize you’re lying on the bed next to Adrian, who’s just staring at you with adoration.

“Hey, baby, you have a good time?” You ask softly.

“The best.” He laughs as he hugs you and gives you a peck on your forehead.

“I’m glad. You were so good to me.” You bring your hands to gently play with his hair.

“Thank you.” He says, moving as close as he could to you and closing his eyes as he started drifting. Today was an overall success, and you definitely could get him to behave the full day next time, knowing he’d be waiting for this. You smile as you also start drifting to sleep, scratching his head as you both hold each other.

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“Adrian, come here for a sec?” You call sweetly from your bedroom. This was a change in tone that Adrian noticed. You had been upset with his fuck up this morning, accidentally blowing your cover and all of you narrowly escaping death. To be honest, all of you were pissed, but you decided to make it your job to teach him a lesson.

Sheepishly, he opens the door, eyes immediately clocking what you’re wearing. You lie there on the bed, legs spread just enough for him to see your sheer underwear dip between your ass cheeks. Your finger is making small circles on the sheets as you wait for him to fully enter the room.

“You were bad today, baby.” You scold, already seeing Adrian’s rock-hard erection under the fabric of his pants. He shudders at your tone.

“I know. I’m sorry. I was just so bored waiting, and Economos was on the other line, so I thought it’d be fine to talk, so I wouldn’t be bored. He was just being a dickhead and–”

“Adrian.” Your voice becomes harsh as you get up and start walking towards him. All he can do is stand there dumbly. “I’m not here to listen to your silly excuses. I’m here,” You continue as you pull out a box under your bed. Oh, he was in trouble for sure. He knew it. “Because you need to be taught a lesson.” You grab a large dildo out of the box and toy with it. Adrian’s still standing there, his eyes honed in on the phalis and how much of a stretch it would be.

“So, are you going to be a good boy and get on the bed, or are you going to keep thinking of stupid excuses. Because I’ll tell you right now, that will get you nowhere but writhing on the bed, not being able to come tonight.” There’s something wicked in your smile as you rest a ball gag on the bed beside the dildo.

“Uhm–” Adrian starts undressing, throwing clothes every which way as he makes his way to the bed. He already knows to get on his hands and knees, facing away as you lube your fingers and shove one in harshly. Adrian starts groaning immediately, his face buried into the blankets.

“Gah- fuck, it’s too much.” He moans and grips the sheets as you thrust your finger in and out of his tight hole.

“Too much? We haven’t even started, and I want you to feel everything I have planned for you.” You’re rough with your movements, knowing that it partially gets Adrian off. You work a second finger in, scissoring to loosen the hole even more.

“Fuck!” Adrian starts to actually move his hips towards your hand as you hit his side as a warning.

“Did I say you could move?” You condescend.

“N-no.” He’s practically sobbing at this point as you work one more finger into his ass. Finally, after a few more minutes of prep, you pour more slick on the dildo and push it into him slowly so he can feel the stretch. Once it’s fully in, you pull him to sit up and face you. You grab the gag and strap it around his head. His eyes glaze over as you secure the last buckle on the side of his cheek.

“There we go? Isn’t that better? Now you can’t fuck anything up anymore.” You say aggressively.

You and Adrian talked about your sex life extensively before you explored this dynamic. He brought it up once to you while you were cuddling on your bed, watching a movie. To be fair, you were both pretty drunk, and emotions were running wild, but you talked about it the next morning, setting ground rules and talking limits. You tried multiple different things with him, all to varying success. Tonight, you were going to do what you know he’d enjoy, but also punish him a bit. Make him beg, deny him to no end.

“Let’s see. You almost got us all killed, so I think we can go at least five rounds of edging. You like that?” You grip his face as you force him to look at you. All he can do is stare at you while he tries not to drool over everything.

“Alright, now sit on it.” You direct him as you walk to the chair on the other side of your room. You sit down as you watch him look distraught. “Do I need to ask again?” You ask, gripping a controller on the dresser, the one that connected to the vibrator inside the dildo. He’s sitting there on his haunches as you finally click the controller once, letting Adrian feel the subtle vibrations of the cock up his ass. His leaking cock is already ruining the sheets as he tries his best to just sit there. He knows what you want.

“There’s my good boy. Now, I want you to grind up and down on the shaft. Can you do that for me?” Tears start running down his face as he starts to move. Muffled sounds escape from the sides of his gag as you smile at his reactions. He’s bouncing on the toy as his cock leaks profusely. Once he gets close the first time, you turn off the vibrations, letting him flounder as his orgasm escapes him. You wait a good thirty seconds, and you turn it back up to the second setting. He starts moving again, knowing you’d ask him if he didn’t. He so clearly wanted to make you feel good. You could tell as he stared at the space between your legs. That gave you an idea.

You move your hand between the fabric and your skin and start lightly touching the soaked skin. Adrian lets out a particularly pathetic whine as he scrunches his face up. You turn up the remote one more notch for a few seconds and turn it back down. Then you see his hand moving sneakily. Or at least, what he thinks is sneaky. You let him come just an inch away from his cock before you make a warning noise. He’s utterly defeated as he moves his hand back.

“I never said you could touch yourself. Don’t you understand that I hold the power here?” You ask. That gives you an idea on how to make this fun.

Suddenly, you moved to the box again as Adrian’s eyes followed you. You got out the harness, and Adrian’s eyes went wide. You smile at him as you move in front of the bed and give him a small show as you put on the harness. You push on Adrian’s shoulder, and he falls back. You yank the vibrating toy out of his ass, and he gives a desperate moan as his cock leaks heavily on his stomach. You manage to man-handle him back onto his stomach, and you attach the dildo to the center of your harness. Adrian cranes his neck to watch you as you rest your hips against his ass.

“You ready, baby?” You tease as you sink in all the way and give him a small smack on his left ass cheek. He keens at the sensation, and you hit him again. He moans again, and you start spanking him over and over again.

“What would you do if the team saw you like this? Getting spanked and fucked from behind, hm? Would you get off from it? Get off from being watched as you lose all sense of yourself and just beg like a little slut?” You thrust into him as deeply and roughly as you can, just how he likes it. You stop spanking him and grip his hips as you pull him up and down on your cock. You can tell he’s getting close, but this time you pity him. You rarely finish the punishments you have planned because of how willing and eager he is to please you.

Roughly, you abuse his prostate as you see tear stains around his face in the sheets. You bring your hand towards his head and turn it so you can watch his face as you wreck him.

“It’s ok, sweetie. You can grind into the bed like a good boy until you come. You want that?” Adrian sobs again, almost tearing the bed sheets as he comes, almost as if your words were a command. He thrusts his hips into the bed for almost three minutes. You just keep hitting that spot that makes him see stars over and over again until he thrashes against the bed. You relent after a few more thrusts, making him feel it, and then you slide out.

It’s not too much work taking care of him afterwards. You start by taking his gag off, and his jaw goes slack. He pulls you close to him afterwards and starts leaving sloppy, open-mouthed kisses around your breasts. You let his face roam your body for a bit before you push him off as you get one of his shirts and a pair of boxers from your dresser.

“Here you go.” You say sweetly as you hand him his shirt and underwear.

“Thank you.” He says hoarsely.

“Do you understand why I punished you?” You ask.

“Mhm.” He hugs you after redressing

“Good. You need anything?” You stroke his hair.

“No, ‘m good.” He mumbles, and he pulls you both into bed.

“Alright, sweetheart. Good night.” You smile, playing with his hair as he’s out cold in nearly ten seconds.

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You are walking back to your apartment tonight. Your stupid car was in the shop after some criminals completely crashed it. You shuffle along the streets, frustrated at your luck. You were so mad that you had barely any energy left to angrily text your friends, complaining about your situation. They were all half asleep at their houses, and you had the unfortunate fate of closing for the night. You were fine walking home for one night, so you didn’t really think anything of it.

You soon realize that was a bad idea. As you round a corner, you hear footsteps about fifteen behind you. You try and think nothing of it, but you start to look around to see if anyone was there. You realize you are completely alone, save for the footsteps you hear behind you. You pick up your pace, trying to get home as fast as possible. Three minutes pass by, and you still hear the footsteps, but they are getting closer.

As you’re about to break into a sprint, you’re pulled into an alleyway as someone grabs you by your hood. They cover your mouth quickly. Struggling, you try and bite down, but to no avail. The person is grabbing at your purse, yelling at you to be quiet, as someone else rounds the corner and begins to struggle with your bag as well. You start kicking as you realize you are beginning to lose air. You try screaming one more time as your voice can’t bear to be any louder.

“Shut up, bitch!” One says hitting you over the head. Your mind goes fuzzy for a few seconds.

“Hey, shitheads!” You hear someone yell from the other side of the alley. The one not holding onto you turns around swiftly.

“Aw shit, man. It’s that guy again!”

“Are you fucking with me right now!?” The guy holding you turns his body to face the mysterious person. However, she wasn’t mysterious to you. You’re eyes light up for a split second before you remember your situation. You scream one more weak scream as Vigilante runs towards you three. She begins with the guy holding a gun threateningly at her, easily knocking him to the ground.

“I let you get away last time. That shit’s not happening twice.” She grabs her gun and immediately shoots him in the head. Blood splatters over everyone as the guy makes a run for it, throwing you to the ground.

“Stay here!” Vigilante says as she runs after him. You’re fucked up pretty good, so that won’t be an issue. You cough as you try to steady your breath, waiting for her. You glance over to the guy lying dead on the concrete. He’s drenched in blood. You grimace as you bring your crawl to the brick wall behind the dumpster. A few minutes pass by, and you hear footsteps coming back. You cower a little bit until you realize it's Vigilante. You smile weakly as you try not to pass out.

“Oh shit– one sec.” Your vision starts to blur as you feel her hands grip your shoulders.

Next thing you know, you’re in her bedroom. It’s morning now, and you stretch, arms hitting the headboard. You realize you're in just your bra and underwear as you spot her from across the room.

“Oh, cool, you’re awake!” Vigilante’s out of her costume now, sitting on a chair close to the door.

“Mhm,” is all you can muster out.

“What an ironic turn of events.” She smirks, getting up to sit beside you. You manage to sit up against her headboard. You bring your hand up to your head, feeling the achy spot where you were hit.

“Thank god you didn’t get too beat up. Otherwise, I’d be more worried.”

“Well, we can’t have that.” You smile weakly.

“Yeah. Well, looks like you're doing well!” She says, patting her lap awkwardly. “You wanna, I dunno, get a drink of water or something? Need something to eat?” Her eyes shift downwards to her hands.

“Nope, but I wish there was some way to repay you.” You say coyly.

“Nah, you did, like, the exact same thing for me two weeks ago.” Has it really been two weeks since you last saw her? It’s felt like it.

“But what about the other times?” You say, staring at her through your lashes.

“I was just doing my job, you know. Crime fighting never stops, and I’m always trying to protect our town.” She pushes her glasses up the bridge of her nose, trying to look anywhere but at your face. You manage to stand in front of her and pull her arm to stand up.

“You seem to like protecting me a lot.” You say, pushing her to the door, locking her between your arms. You know she’s been watching you more ever since that night. You’ve seen her watching you for heaven's sake. You honestly can’t comprehend how she’s become so elusive to people.

“I, uhm–” She starts, but all she can do is look from your lips to your tits.

“I never really got your name.” You say as you play with the hemline of her boxers.

“I-it’s Adrian.” She says.

“I’ll make sure to remember that when I’m thinking about you.” You bite your lip as you kneel.

“Fuck.” That's all she can mutter as you mouth at her hips. Your fingers absent-mindedly trace a scar leading from her hip bone to just underneath her sports bra. You look at her one last time, making sure she wants this. She nods once, and you’re pulling down both her shorts and her underwear. You start sucking on her upper thighs, teasing her just a bit before you get to where she’s anticipating. You feel her buck her hips when you suck a dark bruise just below where she wants you to touch. You smirk as you finally give a small, testing suck to her clit. She immediately groans, grabbing your hair.

“You’re so wet.” You muse as you bring your fingers to her hole.

“All from you.” She groans as you rub them against her opening. You suck a little more on her clit before you enter her with two fingers.

“Ugh, shit, you’re so good!” She tries to find purchase, gripping your hair. It stings a little from the aftermath of last night, but you don’t mind as you start curling your fingers against her walls. You lick from her hole back up to her nub as she bucks her hips again. You use your unoccupied hand to steady her hip against the door, and you start thrusting faster in her hole. Soon, you feel you’re ready to add another finger, and you keep a steady pace of sucking while changing up how your fingers move inside her.

Adrian is whining at this point, trying to get anything more than what you’re currently giving her. You relent and go faster, finally finding that spot that makes her see stars. You hit it over and over again as you stay attached to her clit.

“Fuck, I’m close. I’m so fucking close, baby, please!” She tilts her head up in pleasure as you just keep going, milking her arousal out of her. It’s only one more minute of this until she clenches around your fingers and spills all over your hand. You keep your mouth on her clit for just a bit longer until she mewls from overstimulation.

“Fuck, you’re so perfect.” She says, looking down at you with a fucked out expression. Looking back at her, you can’t help but imagine what she’d look like after two rounds. Three rounds. The thought turns you on as you begin to stand up. Foolishly, you grab the door handle, and you both stumble out of the bedroom. You land on top of her, and you just stay there for a few seconds before–

“Adrian, were you practicing your fighting again?” A voice asks from around the corner.

“NO MOM! SHUT UP!” Adrian scrambles on her knees and pushes you back into her room, slamming the door behind her.

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“Adrian! What part of ‘be quiet’ do you not understand?!” You snap at him.

It was another stakeout. Everyone was in position, and you and Adrian were in your car, ready to drive in as backup. Adrian, as always, was restless just waiting in the car, listening for any sign of distress.

“I’m sorry, I’m just so bored! Can we, like, talk about shark facts or something? I promise I’ll be quiet, I’ll do literally anything other than sit in here for another two hours.” He’s trying hard to whisper as he shifts around in his seat.

“Babe, we can do ‘literally anything’ when we’re done with this mission.” You say, turning back to your coms. “Anything new?”

“We’ve got nothing, it might be a while,” Harcourt replies.

“Fuck.” Adrian injects.

“Dude, come on.” You complain. “Thanks, Harcourt.”

“This is going to be so boring,” Adrian whines again.

“What can I do that will make you stop complaining?”

“I dunno!” His voice cracks a bit at the end. Uncharacteristically of him, he didn’t list off something, but out of the corner of your eye, you saw the cup between his legs shift a bit. “Fuck, sorry.” He realizes that you see him getting harder

“Oh my god, Adrian, you’re such a pervert sometimes.” You slap your hand to your forehead.

“Hey, I was just thinking about it! It’s not like I actually said it out loud.”

“Oh, I think your dick did all the talking.” You’re already moving to straddle his lap.

“Shit, I didn’t think you’d actually say yes.” He says, dumbfounded. You start to move the car seat back so you can kneel below him.

“This is just to shut you up. When we get home, I’ll make sure you won’t be able to say anything except my name.” You start fumbling with his pants until he helps you slide them down, freeing his half-hard cock. You start with small licks at his tip. You know how it makes him whine. He’s already biting his bottom lip as you start moving your hand in languid strokes around him, watching a bead of precum appear at his tip.

“Seems like almost anything gets you off?” You smile up at him.

“Fuck, you’re so good at this.” His hips start stuttering as you bring your mouth back to the tip. Starting to sink down, you hollow out your cheeks, and his hand immediately finds your head, pulling at your hair. You moan as he tugs at you. Then you start to scrape your nails against his thighs; something you know gets him off.

You lick from the base to his tip once, making sure to hit the vein you know is sensitive, and he pulls harshly at your hair. You moan around his cock, and you go down deep.

“FUCK!” He shouts. You immediately pull up.

“I’m not going to do this if you won’t be quiet. That’s the whole reason we’re doing this, baby.”

“Fuck, please, I promise I’ll be good, please, please?” He gasps, trying to lower his voice.

“Will you be quiet then?”

“Mhm.” He whispers.

“Good.” You start to go down on him again. Soon, small licks become hard sucks again, and you let your eyes roll up into the back of your head. The vibrations from your hums send shots of pleasure straight to his base, making him whine and start bucking his hips into your mouth.

The sounds of gagging and moaning fill the car as he sloppily begins to fuck your throat. You begin to relax as he starts to take over. Your eyes begin to glaze over as he practically uses your throat as a fleshlight.

“Oh, shit.” He whimpers, somehow getting rougher and rougher. He knows you like it, so he keeps going. Your hands are grabbing his hips as he thrusts harder. Tears start to gather in the corners of your eyes as you look up at him.

Adrian’s a wreck. His face is a deep red color, and his glasses have become a bit foggy from how hard he’s breathing. He’s focusing hard, making sure he’s looking at you the whole time despite his cloudy glasses. You can’t help but moan around his cock even more. You didn’t mean to be this loud, but Adrian just looks so desperate using your mouth like this.

“Please, I need to come, please!” He uses all his power to keep quiet. In response, you suck hard around his shaft, and that’s all it takes to have him coming in your mouth. Adrian comes hard as his hips keep ramming into your face. All you can do is grip his thighs, creating crescents from your nails that you know will be visible late tonight. As he’s calming down, you swallow and lift your head up.

“That was so good, babe.” You kiss his cheek and straddle his thighs again. “Will you be quiet now and let us finish up this task?” He just nods. Adrian knows when to be a good boy.

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“Babe, I don’t think that’s such a good idea,” you say as Adrian looks up at you.

He’s just come back from a mission, and you immediately jumped him on him way in, smashing him against the wall and sloppily making out with him. Adrian, overwhelmed with your presence, decided to take matters into his own hands. Without any warning, he brought you both to the bedroom. You weren’t able to keep your hands off his, which was where the handcuffs came into play. He easily manhandled you onto the bed, something that got your underwear soaked, and handcuffed you to the bed. Obviously, you were turned on as fuck. What you said was more of a question than a concern.

“I want tonight to be about you.” He rubs your thighs up and down as you squirm under his touch. He has said he doesn’t love human touch all the time. “Tonight was a little overwhelming, that’s all. I killed them, though. It was just a lot.” He’s smiling as he starts kissing your thighs.

All you could utter was a weak “Fuck,” as he mouths at the soft skin right below where you wanted him to touch you.

“Fuck, you’re so responsive.” He giggles, teasing your waistband. You try moving your hips a bit to entice him, but to no avail.

“Adrian, come on.” You whine.

“You just have to trust me, babe. I’m making you come over, and over, and over again tonight. That’s a promise.” He made a little ‘scout’s honor’ motion with his hands. He could be such a dork sometimes.

“Alright.” You huff in defeat as he smiles from ear to ear. He finally relents and slides your shorts down slowly, kissing lower with each inch revealed. He hums sometimes, making you more and more lust drunk, frustrated that you’re unable to do anything except take it. You wanted to run your fingers through his perfect hair, soothe your thumb over his cheek. The motion makes him pliant immediately. All you can do is watch.

“That’s a good girl.” A shot of pleasure immediately fills your body. He’s never called you that. On the contrary, you had called him that on many occasions. Now it was your turn. “Fuck, love it when you call me that, think I should return the favor. You want that?” You give a nod as you bite your lip.

Adrian has never been this dominant before. You are almost shaking at this point, and all Adrian has done is call you a good girl and kiss your skin around your leaking pussy. This was going to be a long night.

Finally, he pulled your shorts down to your mid-thighs. He was taking his sweet time with this. He gave you a shit-eating grin that confirmed it.

Finally, slowly, he brought his mouth to your clit and started giving light sucks. You couldn’t help but gasp as he slowly worked at it. Between the sucks and the small, encouraging rubs to your hips, you could barely keep your composure. You started to struggle against the cuffs, and Adrian let out little hums that sent your head flying back and hitting the headboard behind you. The pleasure distracted you from the pain, and you let out a deep guttural groan as Adrian licked from your hole to your nub. He smirked as He brought one finger to your hole.

You started to arch your back as Adrian added a second, then a third finger in quick succession. Letting out vreathy gasps, you tried to bring your leg under Adrian’s crotch to give him some more friction.

“You want me to hump your leg?” He brought him head up momentarily, and you mourned the loss of the stimulation to your clit.

“Fuck, you’re such a tease.”

“You’re the one who brought your leg under me!” He brought his other hand to your tit and squeezed. All you could do was moan, and he started to grind against your calf. “You’re so hot like this, you know. I should do this more often.” He grinned as he went back to your cunt. He started to get rougher as your moans rose in pitch, signaling you couldn’t take much more teasing.

Suddenly, he started moaning around your mound as he sloppily ground against you, and your thighs clamped together at his sounds. You were so close you could feel it. Then, Adrian curled his fingers straight into that spot, and it was all over. You thrashed against the bed, held in place by the cuffs, and your eyes shut tight. Adrian pulled his fingers out and started lapping at your hole, making sure none of it spilled onto the sheets. You knew he liked the tastes and always had to have some to feel completely satisfied.

“Fuck baby, I’m gonna come just from watching. You’re so pretty.” He stuttered as he started coming just from the feeling of your leg. You both gasped as you calmed down. Finally, he uncuffed you and held you. Adrian always appreciated physical contact during aftercare, which you loved as well. You hugged as you reveled in the feeling of fucked out bliss as you drifted fast asleep.