The Vought American Hero Mansion | Tuesday Evening

[defenderofdesmoines]

So, that hadn't gone half-bad at all, if you asked Annie. The very first episode of American Hero had just wrapped. She had spent roughly an hour watching contestants try to curry favor and demonstrate their value to a bunch of people who probably didn't really care, she'd sincerely wished them all luck -- they all actually seemed pretty decent, to her? -- and then at the end, she had told one hopeful fellow superhero to hang up her cape and go.

Still such a dumb line. But it could have gone worse.

She'd gotten out from under the lights as soon as they'd called cut, resisting the urge to pull off her cape just yet and instead taking the bottle of water a PA immediately thrust into her hand. She needed to find Diego, who she knew was around here backstage somewhere, and hopefully they could just scurry off to her trailer sooner than later. For all that it had only been an hour of standing around and smiling, mostly, Annie was pretty ready to be out of the spotlight -- literally and figuratively.

"You did great," she told Moonshadow and Supersonic as they wandered by, smiling as the latter stopped to take another proffered water bottle from that PA and waving at the former as she kept going to her own room. "I mean, I'm not supposed to show favoritism or whatever, but just to say."

"So we're just objectively great," Supersonic contributed, grinning at her. "Good to know. You also did great, just to say."

"It's such a cheesy line," Annie offered, checking that her mic was turned off before dropping her voice to an undertone and rolling her eyes. "Like, what a way to tell someone they've lost out on a life-changing opportunity. Ugh."

"And it's discriminatory," Supersonic pointed out. "Some of us don't even have capes."

"That," Annie decided, "is a good point." Maybe enough to get a rewrite? (No.)

[for the fiancé who is around here backstage somewhere, and nfb for distance!]

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[knife_bender]

"I mean, you have to deal with the harness most days," Diego said. "That's almost as bad--and not as rippable as the tights and tulle."

[defenderofdesmoines]

"Yes," Annie agreed, wriggling her tights off and sending the tulle down after them. "But your harness is sexy."

She did not think the Starlight uniform was especially sexy. (She did however accept that Diego found her sexy in it.)

[knife_bender]

Meanwhile, Diego was working on shoving his own pants down, followed by his shorts. He wasn't as careful as Annie keeping track of where they went, but it was a small trailer. He'd find them eventually.

"Sexy, but impractical," he said. "Which goes for your uniform as well."

[defenderofdesmoines]

"Well, impractical for this," Annie teased, shoving off her dress and underwear in one motion and leaving the whole pile in one spot. Organized! "Your harness is practical for lots of other reasons."

Her uniform was practical for almost no reasons. Even her cape was kind of a bad idea, crimefighting-wise.

[knife_bender]

"Well I'm doing a lot more of this than crimefighting these days," he said, reaching for her now that clothes were out of the way. "I much prefer this."

[defenderofdesmoines]

"Always hot when the two intersect, though," Annie noted quietly, moving to settle a knee at either side of Diego's hips now that she was no longer inhibited by multiple layers of tulle and giving a soft, needy sigh when her breasts brushed against his chest again.

[knife_bender]

Diego could agree with that. Or would have, however, if he wasn't so busy ducking his head down to kiss her chest.

If anyone knocked on the door now he was gonna be pretty annoyed.

[defenderofdesmoines]

If anyone knocked on the door, it was probably going to be immediately apparent what was going on here just thanks to how long it would take Annie to get dressed again. A downside to being careful not to rip anything.

Annie hooked an arm across Diego's shoulders to bring herself just that little bit closer she could manage -- closeness and teamwork were totally both going to be factors with the cramped space and the need for quiet, but that was all very okay by Annie since she loved closeness and teamwork -- and wound her opposite hand up into his hair.

The other thing about being quiet was that she had to find other ways to communicate. Such as using that hand in his hair to bossily encourage more attention to her chest, thank you.

[knife_bender]

He understood those orders loud and clear. Diego let out another little noise at his hair being pulled, but moved down even further to get his mouth on one of her nipples. He was good at following certain direction.

[defenderofdesmoines]

He was so good at following directions sometimes! Nudity and imminent sex seemed to be helpful factors to that end, as well as who was doing the directing.

"Shhh." If a shhh could somehow be encouraging, that one was. Annie at least was clearly pretty pleased about shushing him, anyway, until she had to bite down on her lower lip to muffle a happy little moan of her own. (And, subsequently, a tightening of her hand in his hair.)

[knife_bender]

Diego looked up at Annie, because he wasn't the one making noise here. Well, he was. But he didn't think it was loud!

However he did find that shh encouraging, as it was intended. He ran his teeth over her nipple for a second before wrapping his lips around it entirely and providing some gentle suction.

This was doing wonders for keeping him quiet, by the way.

[defenderofdesmoines]

"Fuck, yes," she hissed softly, arching her back and sliding her hand out of his hair to scratch lightly along his back, just as more encouragement. "That's so nice."

She was doing her best to keep to a whisper, but shushing glass houses shouldn't throw shushing stones, and other strained metaphors.

[knife_bender]

The feeling of nails against his back had Diego arching his hips against hers, a soft moan escaping that was thankfully muffled by his mouth on her chest. He moved his mouth to her other breast, doing the same thing to her other nipple.

[defenderofdesmoines]

Annie gave a pleased hum -- downright restrained for her, noise-wise -- and shifted her hips against Diego's in counter before sliding a hand between them and down his chest to tease a little. She curled her fingers, scratching her nails against his abdomen as she dipped her head to press a kiss into his hair.

[knife_bender]

"More of that," he murmured, giving Annie's nipple another lick before tilting his head up to mouth at her neck. "Please."

[defenderofdesmoines]

Annie's breath caught on a little gasp, both at feeling his mouth on her neck and the, 'Please,' as always. She obediently scratched him again, a little harder now as she found a path downwards, and ran her nails across a hip and down the inside of one of Diego's thighs.

[knife_bender]

"Yes," he murmured, spreading his legs a little wider. He bit down on her neck again, hard enough that it would have left a bruise if she had been anyone else.

[defenderofdesmoines]

And that, in turn, drew a groan out of Annie that was very much at cross purposes with this whole quiet thing, but she managed to cut herself off fairly quickly and transform it into a muffled, needy sound in her throat. (Probably still audible from outside, but better than the alternative?)

She was probably going to leave a mark or two on his thigh, since digging her nails in there seemed like a pretty good outlet if she couldn't make the noises she instinctively wanted to.

[knife_bender]

Maybe people would think they were just working out? Aggressive yoga.

"That feels so good," he said, sliding his hands over her ass to pull her closer. If that were even possible. "You want to--like this?"

Position options were limited in a trailer. Oh well, they'd make do. They always did.

[defenderofdesmoines]

"Unless you wanna stand and put me on the table?" Annie suggested, though just staying put seemed like a great idea since they were already here and all pressed up together and didn't have to move more Starlight-branded crap to get in position.

She did have a tiny pathetic daybed, but that was a terrible idea, considering -- "I think we have to be kinda -- slow," she added softly, ducking her head to kiss Diego and renewing her arm's position around his shoulders. "For discretion."

Nothing less discreet than an audible rhythm from outside. That might be even worse than vocal sex noises.

[knife_bender]

"Here's good," he murmured, before kissing her again. "But fucking you on a table is going on the list."

[defenderofdesmoines]

Well, it was a really good thing he kissed her, because phrasing things that way had Annie moaning softly in a way she could not have possibly helped, her arm tightening around his shoulders.

"We have lots of tables for you to fuck me on, eventually," she murmured, shifting her hips a little and ignoring the goosebumps breaking out on her skin in anticipation as she slipped her hand between them to line him up against her. "Great addition to the list."

And in the meantime, they could cross off 'fucking cozily in a trailer.'

[knife_bender]

If there was anything Diego was good at, it was adding to their already long list of sex stuff to do.

Diego wrapped one of his arms around Annie's waist, ensuring that there wouldn't be any fall injuries happening. The other hand went to cup her cheek, because why not be cute and sappy when you're about to do cozy fucking in a trailer?

[defenderofdesmoines]

God, that was so cute, and as turned on as Annie was, she still felt her stomach do a little flip at how sweet that was.

She didn't linger in that feeling, though, in favor of rocking her hips carefully down towards Diego's to sheath him -- and, wisely, leaning in for another kiss to muffle everyone's reaction to that new sensation.

[knife_bender]

Yes, kissing. Kissing was going to be key here. Even with the kissing the muffled noise Diego made had been louder than the other ones.

He tried to quiet down and release his feelings in other, quieter ways. Which meant he was gripping onto Annie's waist tight and sliding his other hand into her hair. He didn't know what that would do for her noise level, but it was working for him.