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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"I am more than happy to help you at any time," he said, running his hand up her thigh. "Though I do like the idea of you using it when you're alone. That picture will help me when I'm alone."

"I might send you actual pictures, too." 'Might' meaning 'definitely,' of course.

(Though holy shit, if she had helped him hide those pictures of them actually having sex -- the way she would lock down the pictures of Starlight using the Starlight vibe would not even compare.)

She shifted so she could kiss along Diego's neck, her hand tracing lightly along the center of his chest as she rocked up onto her hip and hooked a leg across his to be closer to him. "How are you doing?"

She could see how he was doing. But you know. Talk to her.

Diego laughed softly. "I think the answer lies before you."

Well. It wasn't exactly lying.

"You've been so patient," Annie murmured, moving to kiss him as she shifted so she could straddle his lap. "How do you want me to make you come, babe?"

Annie was, for the record, not opposed to coming again herself, if that was what he wanted. She could suffer through, somehow. But right now -- after all that focus on her, it was his turn.

Starting with asking him that question in a way that she knew was gonna kind of do it for him, too.

Diego groaned, placing his hands on her hips. "Honestly if you had said that a few minutes ago that would have made me come."

The toy and the words would have done it for him.

"Are you too sensitive?" he asked, running his thumb along her inner thigh.

"Not if we go slow," Annie murmured, kissing down along his neck to his ear as she dropped a hand between them to wrap around him, keeping her strokes light for now. Slow seemed like a good idea anyway, since even with that caveat in place this probably wasn't going to last very long. "Would that be okay?"

She had a feeling it would be, but the constant, caring check-ins were kind of the theme of the night.

"Of course," he said, biting down on his bottom lip when he felt her hand around him. "Even going slow it might not be the greatest show of my stamina."

"Then I guess we'll just have to do it again," Annie replied, moving to give him a playful kiss on 'again' as she worked her hand over him and shifted closer up his lap on her knees. "And maybe again. And again."

Kisses to punctuate each of those, too. He should probably just go ahead and clear his Wednesday, honestly.

"Ready?"

Hey, she was the one who had a standing bar date on Wednesdays, not him. He was already not doing anything.

"Always," he replied, giving her a smile. "I love you."

"I love you," Annie murmured in return, giving him a soft kiss that got progressively less soft as she shifted to guide him into her.

After the warm-up she'd had, Annie was able to slide over him to the hilt without any resistance, so that kiss was also covering for a moan she couldn't quite help. She gave them both a second to adjust -- she needed that second, anyway -- but given that he'd been so patient, it really was just a second or two before she was carefully starting to rock.

"Fuck," Diego gasped, fingers digging into Annie's hips as he tried to keep himself together. "Fuck, you feel so good."

"God, so do you." After all that vibrating, rigid plastic, having Diego inside her was kind of mind-blowing in both familiarity and in difference from what she'd so recently been doing. Annie rolled her hips slowly, taking her time both for everyone's stamina and sensitivity, and so she could feel all of him. She slid her arms around his neck, really loving how close they were. "You always do. Better than anything."

Diego laughed softly. "So I don't need to be jealous of the Star-brator?"

Nah, he'd never be. He had highly enjoyed watching it at work.

Now that he was a little more in control he was able to roll his hips a little, matching her pace.

"Not even a little bit," Annie assured him, gasping softly and grasping at a shoulder with one hand. "It's different."

And also, she had basically like, dedicated that last orgasm to him. The Star-brator was clearly an outstanding tool that they could both use to get Annie off, which she was all about and clearly Diego was too. As though they had needed accessories, with their sex life being what it already was.

"You're so fucking good," she said, leaning in for another kiss and bringing a little more urgency to her rhythm.

"Fuck, Annie--" It was a good thing she kissed him because whatever else he had to say would have probably just been jumbled mumbling. He slid one of his hands from her waist up to her chest, circling his thumb around one of her nipples.

Annie gave an appreciative, if somewhat needy, hum into the kiss as she ground her hips down against Diego's. She kept one of her arms wrapped around his shoulders -- steadiness, closeness, all the usual reasons -- but grabbed onto the headboard for a little more leverage as she moved against him.

Not a great play for everyone's stamina, maybe, but goddamn if it didn't feel great.

The headboard grabbing was what did it for Diego. He didn't even have a chance to warn Annie outside of gripping her hip a little tighter a few moments before he came. He had been on edge for so long that when his orgasm hit it made his vision swim and his ears ring. His toes actually curled, for fuck's sake.

Blearily, he filed away the whole headboard thing for the future.

God, that was so insanely hot. Much as he'd appreciated watching her earlier, Annie was kind of blown away by how ridiculously sexy it was to watch and feel Diego come apart at the seams like that.

Sexy enough that she, keyed up and sensitive though she already was, just had to give a couple more mind-emptying thrusts in his lap before she was following with a soft groan and illuminated eyes.

The lamps and vibrator and everything didn't react this time, but it was probably best for, like, their circuit breaker that she didn't get that carried away too often.

Diego let out another soft moan as he felt her tighten up around him, the added pressure prolonging his own orgasm for a couple more seconds. After a couple moments he relaxed against the bed, breathing heavily.

"Fuck," he murmured, closing his eyes. The room needed to stop spinning.

"Uh huh." Annie could only agree, still clinging to the headboard with one hand even as she sort of collapsed against him. She nuzzled affectionately against his neck, trying to catch her own breath even as she stayed all wrapped up around Diego. "You're incredible."

So was she. So was, reluctantly, whoever was in charge of sex toy engineering at Vought.

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"You are," Diego mumbled, wrapping his arms around her. "We're so doing that again."

"You would have to fight me to keep from doing that again."

Not a disincentive, exactly. But like. Annie's shyness on this particular subject was clearly a thing of the past, and she wanted to make sure that it was very clear how much she'd enjoyed herself.

"And that wouldn't be nice."

"I wouldn't want to risk your wrath," Diego said, pressing a kiss against her shoulder. "We might need to do some additional shopping."

"Online, of course."

"That sounds like a fun date." They could even shop while in bed together, while inspired. She reached up to gently twine her fingers through his hair, just sweet and affectionate. "I'd like your input. This just kind of fell into my lap."

Especially since she needed to educate herself about whether there was anything out there for him, but at the moment it mostly looked like things for her that he liked was the name of the game, there.

"Chalk that up as one good thing Vought has done," he said. "Didn't you say there was another toy?"

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