defenderofdesmoines | MHA #2 | Late Tuesday Evening

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MHA #2 | Late Tuesday Evening

American Hero had wrapped fairly early tonight -- Annie had told yet another hero who did not actually have a cape to hang it up and go, anyway, met with her producers for a moment after the show, and been left with enough time to actually make it back to the tower before her portal.

And good thing, too, since there had been a package left for her. Annie was very used to receiving Starlight swag -- honestly, at this point, she was pretty sick of it -- but this was...unexpected. There might have been an actual, audible, "Eep," of shock when she'd opened the box. (Though, really -- she'd just recently learned that Vought made porn in her image. Should it really surprise her so much that they also made other things?)

Anyway. She'd shoved one of the Starlight-themed items into a closet to...probably never be used, but the other had somehow made it into her bag to take home to Fandom with her. (Maybe it just fell in there, okay. Annie wasn't admitting to anything.)

"I had to kick off the guy with the electric shock powers," Annie was saying as she let herself into the MHA building and headed for her own apartment. She'd been on the phone since she'd gotten out of her portal in Fandom. "Both kind of a shame and kind of a relief."

She figured the guy she was on the phone with -- who she was also smiling at, as soon as she got the door open -- could understand that position after last year.

Of course she and Diego were people who talked on the phone right up until the moment they actually saw each other. What did you expect?

[for the fiancé, and that link is NSFW because my canon, everyone, let me show it to you. (and the post itself is also definitely going NSFW sooner than later.)]

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"It is cute," Diego agreed, reaching for it to get a better look at it. "But I think we should try it out before I put my fiancé seal of approval on it."

"Oh, God, don't say that where someone can hear you," Annie murmured, passing the toy over and moving to press a kiss behind his ear in the process. "Or that'll be a real thing."

She could see the big gold sticker now.

"I already put batteries in it." In case there was any doubt about whether Annie wanted to give this a whirl.

"Look at you, being prepared," Diego teased, turning the vibrator on. "And multiple settings, this is fancy."

"Is that not normal?" Annie wondered, a little embarrassed to ask but also much more interested, leaning against Diego's shoulder to peer at the buzzing vibrator. "I figured the different speeds were like -- you know, for variety."

Good hunch, Annie! Again, of all things -- she probably could have figured this out on her own, had she needed to (or if they'd been separated longer, and she'd elected to call Diego instead of bringing the live show to him.)

"A lot of them just have an on/off switch" Diego said, turning the toy off for now. He turned to give Annie a kiss. "And you don't need your hands to switch the settings."

Which was really hot.

"I don't," Annie agreed, grateful for the kiss since that comment had her feeling a little shy again. "Though I'd hate to break it by accident."

So she'd have to maintain a little focus, if they were gonna play like that, and that was also hot. Sort of like when she held him down and had to keep her wits about her enough to make sure it wasn't too much.

"You're Starlight," Diego teased, shifting some more so he could place his hand on her hip. "You can get free vibrators whenever you wanted, I'm sure."

That wouldn't be embarrassing at all, admitting to Vought that you broke it and would like a new one.

"Or I could get a new one that doesn't match my uniform," Annie noted, which was a more likely option considering she was already resisting thinking about how Ashley and probably one of Ashley's various assistants knew she even had this (and the butt plug!) in her possession at all.

But the hand on her hip was familiar and distracting in the face of all this shy-but-eager experimentation, and Annie languidly stretched a leg out across Diego's lap in response.

"That is always an option," he murmured, sliding his hand down her leg. "Did you have something in mind? For how you wanted this to go?"

"I haven't played with it at all on my own yet," Annie admitted, which probably wasn't much of a surprise. (Also: she thought it was kind of romantic.) "But I figured we could...see what it does and where that takes us?"

She leaned up for another kiss, bumping her nose against his. "And I kinda thought you'd maybe want to...watch, in addition to maybe using it on me?"

She might die if he said no. Just putting that out there.

"I'd like that," he murmured, reaching up to cup her cheek. "How about you get the rest of your clothes off and lie back against the pillows?"

Might as well start this off with something familiar rather than just going right for the new stuff.

Familiarity was going to be key in maintaining Annie's comfort level with the new stuff, though the initial fear of rejection or somehow being embarrassing while doing this had mostly been abandoned at that very reassuring response to her suggestion.

She hummed an affirmative, breaking away with a playful bite to his lower lip, and moved to pull off her bra as she scooted back towards the pillows.

"Like this?" she asked, stacking the pillows a bit so she could lay back but stay mostly upright. (She remembered that he had liked it before when she'd asked him to direct her, so it was possibly that impulse rather than actual uncertainty about her position driving that question.)

"Perfect," Diego said, grabbing the vibrator and crawling up the bed to join Annie. He set the toy aside, deciding that could wait a minute. First he was going to kiss Annie again, moving to slip one of his legs between hers.

Also perfect, if you asked Annie.

She sighed into the kiss, sliding her arms up around Diego's back and gently raking her nails down against his skin in appreciation. See? Familiarity.

Diego settled himself against Annie, enjoying the feeling of her bare chest against his. He deepened the kiss, reaching up to get a hand in her hair. Not pulling, just liking the feeling of it wrapped around his fingers.

Some of the tension Annie had been holding onto, a combination of anticipation on top of a twelve-hour workday, relaxed at feeling his hand in her hair. Even if she hadn't brought anything fun home with her, they'd probably be here anyway, just to refamiliarize themselves with the feel of each other after that torturous two-and-a-half days apart.

She hooked one leg up over Diego's hip, just for another point of contact as she kissed him and took pleasure in the way he felt against her.

"I love you," he murmured, bumping his nose against hers. "You're my favorite."

Which was actually pretty sweet, though the sentiment was kind of ruined by Diego grinding his hips against her as he said it.

Look, he knew the end goal here, and Star-brator was within reach, teasing him.

Well, both of those things did a lot for Annie, regardless. Sweetness was better with a little dirtiness thrown in, and vice versa.

"I love you, too," Annie replied, though it was a little more of a throaty gasp when she said it thanks to that hip movement. She wound a hand up into Diego's hair -- also not pulling (yet), but just keeping him close for the moment before moving to kiss him again, a little bit more aggressive than she'd been before.

Annie's hand in his hair would always do it for him, whether she was pulling on it or not. She could pull on it, and that was enough.

Diego kissed his way along Annie's jaw and down her neck, biting down lightly against her pulse point. He rocked the leg he had between hers up, giving her friction and something to grind against. Trying to work her up enough that she would be too distracted to be shy when he went for the vibrator.

"Fuck." That was smart of him, because Annie was more than happy to allow herself to be distracted. She planted her foot on the bed for a little leverage so she could grind with more intention against his leg, shifting needily and arching her neck for him.

She wasn't so distracted she couldn't slip a hand down his chest to play with a nipple, mind you. This might have been kind of...Annie-focused (which was part of what was making her self-conscious, of course), but she was more than aware of Diego's natural distractions, too.

Diego gasped against Annie's neck, closing his eyes to focus on that feeling for a moment. "That feels so good."

"Excellent." Annie arched up slightly so she could bite the spot where his neck met his shoulder, all the while rolling his nipple between her thumb and middle finger. Focusing on Diego for a second was helping with the last of her nerves, too. "I like making you feel good."

It was pretty much her favorite thing, honestly.

"You're pretty good at it," Diego murmured, pulling back slightly so he could kiss her again. "Ready to try something new?"

If she changed her mind he absolutely wouldn't complain; their sex life had been fucking fantastic before vibrators became involved.

The fact that he was checking with her on this at every step, pretty much, was something Annie hadn't anticipated liking as much as she did -- but honestly, that was almost as much of a turn-on as his hands and mouth and leg and entire body were.

Which was to say that Diego had achieved his goal of trading in shyness for horniness, for the most part, and Annie was in no mood to turn back now. "Please. As long as you are."

Maybe he had changed his mind?

"Are you kidding? I'm so ready," he said with a grin. Giving her one last kiss, Diego pulled back so he was sitting back on his knees so he could grab the vibrator.

"I want to watch you," he murmured, handing the toy over. "Whatever you're comfortable with."

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