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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Annie bit her lower lip as she took the vibrator from him, eyes wide and dark as she settled back against the pillows. "Okay. I love you."

She really did. She didn't feel uncomfortable or exposed at all. Just worked up and curious and maybe a little nervous, just because it was something new.

Experimentally, she turned the toy on for a second, just to see how it worked again for herself. Apparently satisfied with that, though, Annie switched it off again and let it rest against one thigh for the moment. She'd get there. Right now, though, if he wanted to watch her -- well, she was going to give him something to watch, and she could start by sliding one hand along the curve of a breast, her eyes on Diego's face.

Diego was giving Annie his full, undivided attention. He focused mainly on the hand on her breast, but occasionally flicked his eyes down to her thigh in anticipation.

"I've thought about this," he murmured. "Ever since the party we went to."

That was both really hot and really encouraging.

"Really?" Annie asked softly, rubbing a thumb across a nipple. Her other hand picked up the vibrator, but didn't do anything with it, save for idly tracing the tip along the inside of her thigh. She had a plan, okay? It was a half-formed plan mostly borne out of being turned on to the point of forgetting to be embarrassed, and knowing the things Diego found hot. "By yourself?"

That was as nice an image for her as the one Diego was currently being treated to was for him, probably.

"I recently had a lot of time to myself." 75 days of it, actually. Diego reached out to touch Annie, but drew his hand away after moment. This was about watching, not touching.

"So, yeah, imagined this a dozen times, at least."

That almost-touch was kind of insanely sexy, and Annie was really tempted to let him touch her. But it was also kind of part of this, right? Look, but not touch. (To a point, anyway.)

Annie shifted her hips forward a little, biting her lower lip as she carefully slid the toy between her legs, curling one knee to just sort of...amplify the view a little. She was kind of just feeling things out for a second here, gliding it against herself and determining what felt good when it was just interestingly-molded plastic against sensitive areas.

But that was only so fun, and not what anyone was here for. So after a couple of seconds, Annie slid the toy to her clit, and her eyes illuminated to bring it to life.

Oh, wow. She had -- not actually been as ready for that as she'd thought, if her startled (very pleased) gasp was any indication.

Diego almost gasped. He knew just watching this would be hot, but he was surprised by how much of a turn on it was to see Annie was reacting to this for the first time. Not to mention the fact she turned it on with her powers.

"Jesus, Annie," Diego breathed. "You look amazing."

"It's so good," she murmured, her toes curling a little and her eyes slipping shut. As much as she'd wanted to just keep watching Diego -- like, this was a lot. She also carefully started to move the toy, just gently around her clit, which helped a lot with the overstimulation. "I -- fuck, I didn't know."

She didn't know what she had expected, but she was really regretting not getting a vibrator before one had come out literally with her name on it. This was like -- everything she liked doing in bed as foreplay, plus an electric shock for good measure.

"Yeah?" Diego murmured, fingers curling into the sheets as he resisted the urge to touch her. "God, we should have done this sooner."

With the amount of sex they had, it was safe to say they'd make up for lost time.

"Yeah." Annie had managed to kind of get a grip after her initial shock, even if she was also kind of on the brink of losing herself in how insanely good this felt. Like, she had to be careful how she touched herself with this thing, or she was a little worried things might end too fast. (Though -- it wasn't like it was always over the first time she came, either.) "God, we really should have."

She opened her eyes again to focus on Diego, the sight of whom was not going to help her stamina any, either. "Is this what you imagined?"

She was proud of herself for managing the question and a little movement of her hips at the same time, just experimenting with moving against the toy versus moving it against her. Multitasking!

"And then some," he admitted, dragging his gaze away from what she was doing with the toy to look up at her face. "Other times I imagine I'm the one using it on you."

That got a breathless smile out of Annie, even as she got a little more adventurous with the toy and dipped a little lower to tease her entrance before returning to circle her clit. Hot. Awesome. Unbelievable that she hadn't been doing this for years.

One thing could make it better. (Well, one thing besides playing a little more with the speed settings.)

"Come here," she requested, reaching for Diego with her free hand. "Teamwork, right?"

Teamwork, please, was more like it.

"Teamwork," Diego repeated, leaning in to kiss her. He wasted no time sliding one of his hands down to meet hers, just brushing his fingers against the hand that was holding the toy for now.

Annie, meanwhile, was just a little desperate as she wound her hand up around to thread her fingers through Diego's hair and palm the back of his neck, needing him close after being deprived under such circumstances. A needy little whimper escaped her when his fingers brushed her hand, because -- more, please.

There was something so intimate and sexy about him watching her and helping her touch herself, and it was really doing it for Annie even just on a psychological level.

(She would feel silly for ever being shy or vaguely embarrassed later. This whole experience might honestly have cured that.)

Diego let out a noise that could also be categorized as a whimper when she got her hand in his hair. He covered Annie's hand with his own, curling his fingers around hers. He wasn't guiding her or anything (yet), just allowing his hand to move along with hers so it was something like teamwork.

It was still really hot, just that much. And Annie welcomed the opportunity to continue to lead, here, because she was still figuring out what she liked and how she liked it. Like, the easy answer was everything, she liked everything about this -- but there was definitely kind of an art form to technique and pressure and positioning the toy against herself, here, and she was having a fantastic time experimenting with that.

Case in point, the way she let out a muffled, but very pleased moan against Diego's mouth when she moved the toy to brush just over her clit after teasing everything else, first.

Diego smiled at that reaction, nipping at Annie's lower lip. "Good? Think you can take more?"

"Mmm-hmm." Yes please. "But it's -- a lot. I'm really sensitive."

A classy, Annie-esque way of saying that she already felt like she was on the edge of coming like a fucking freight train.

"We'll go slow." He tightened the grip he had on Annie's hand, slowly guiding the toy to press against her entrance. "This okay?"

"Yeah." Annie shifted to nuzzle along Diego's jaw, exhaling a soft sigh and sliding a foot along the bed, because yeah, it felt great and not too much at all (but also just not enough that she wanted more.) "Promise I'll say if it's not okay."

But God, she loved how he kept checking. That was maybe the hottest part.

"Good." Exactly what he wanted to hear. Diego slowly started to press the toy into her, eyes focused on her face to gauge her reactions.

"Diego," Annie whimpered softly, her hand tightening in his hair as her eyes shut again so she could concentrate on how that felt. It was very different, considering Annie had never been penetrated by anything that wasn't actually attached to a person, much less something that was vibrating. "Fuck, it's so weird but it's so fucking good."

Like, in a way it was great that it was so foreign, because it was also so distinct as to not even be comparable to sex with him or even just touching herself with her own fingers.

"You look so good," Diego said, nipping at her jaw. He started moving their joined hands, slowly thrusting the toy in and out like he would if he were fucking her. "And this is just the first setting."

"We can try more." This actually seemed like a great application of the faster settings, since Annie had felt like that might have been a little overwhelming, externally. But this was different, in a very welcome way. She moved to kiss along Diego's neck and shoulder, trying to dot kisses wherever she could just to show appreciation and love and affection even while she was incredibly preoccupied by what was being done to her.

As it was, she was already shifting her hips, trying to arch up in time with his thrusts to take more of the toy, so she definitely felt like she was ready for more without risking -- like, death by vibrator or immediate orgasm or whatever.

Death by vibrator would be an embarrassing way to go, even Diego would admit that. Immediate orgasm didn't sound so bad, though.

Diego tilted his neck, giving Annie more room to kiss to her heart's content. That is, if she wasn't completely distracted by him upping the vibration setting.

It earned him a bite against the base of his neck, so hopefully Diego didn't have anywhere to go for a few days because that was absolutely going to leave a mark. (She was sure he minded.) Her hand also tightened in his hair, now definitely leaning more towards pulling than just gentle touches.

"Fuck." Look, if she did die thanks to the vibrator, she'd go out really happily, at least. "God, it's so -- I don't even know how to describe how this feels."

Different. Great. Full. Just-this-side of too much.

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