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In a relationship with two supes the biggest issue should be a conflict with their powers. Homelander has the greatest powers of any supe. His laser eyes, superhuman hearing, or x-ray vision should, at some point, cause some issue. Especially with the way he uses them. But they don't, at least not yet.
What causes the problems are their emotions, even someone like Homelander has them, no matter how much he pretends he doesn't. Homelander will fight, as hard as he possibly can, to not be vulnerable. Except around Black Noir (mostly, he's trying).
Black Noir had brought it up earlier in the day, he wrote it out and had Homelander read it.
You can talk to me
I can't physically talk to you but I'll keep finding ways to 'talk' to you.
But you have to talk to me.
Let me in
That's all I want
Be slightly vulnerable
Slightly
Please
Which is how he got here.
Homelander is tied up with rope around his wrists and ankles. He's on his bed, not Noir's, which is the only way he would agree to this. He's completely naked and slightly embarrassed. Its an incredibly vulnerable first step. It's just enough of what Noir wanted from him and just enough of what he was willing to give to him. A compromise.
He doesn't have to talk about his emotions, he just has to let Noir have some control over him, some willing control. Noir could take it easily but that's not what he wanted. He wants Homelander to give up his power, not be forced to.
Noir's standing at the end of his bed just now getting out of his suit. Way too slowly for Homelander's tastes, but he's accepting it.
Technically he could get out of the ropes if he really wanted to. Break them or laser them and go to Noir. He could make him speed up or change everything. But he won't, because the whole point of this night is to let him give up control.
When Noir's finally undressed and in nothing but his boxers, he turns back to Homelander. He's calm, incredibly calm and not at all what Homelander expected from him. He thought that when he gave over control it would be quick and sweet (which is what Noir normally does), but it isn't. Noir's enjoying this but he also wants to make sure Homelander enjoys this, which is why he's going slow. He needs to give Homelander time to relax and unwind and fully, truly give over all of his control for as long as he possibly can.
There's a notepad and pen on Homelander's nightstand so Noir can 'talk' if and when he needs to. He grabs it and sits over Homelander, legs on either side of his thighs.
Good? He asks.
Homelander nods, "Good."
He turns the pad back to him,
Going slow
Try to relax
Breathe
Noir turns the pad back to Homelander.
He reads it and takes a deep breath in to show Noir that he's trying. "I trust you," he says.
Noir nods his head, writes,
I trust you
and sets the pad and pen back down.
Noir leans down, he rests his hand across Homelander's jaw and kisses him. It's quick and he pulls back and Homelander tries to follow him. Noir pushes him back down to where he was and shakes his head no.
Homelander's frustrated but he obeys, he trusts him. Everything is alright, he takes another deep breath and closes his eyes which earns him a reward. So Noir leans back down to kiss him again, longer and touchier. Noir's free hand runs up and down Homelander's side, across his stomach and down just enough to tease him.
He pulls back slightly, enough to look him in his eyes. He can't talk, he doesn't want the notepad, doesn't need it. Noir just looks at him and it's enough to get the message across, Homelander's doing a good job. And he leans back in.
Noir's hand slides between their bodies, farther down Homelander. He wraps his hand around Homelander and strokes him slowly. He uses his other hand to hold Homelander's face under his.
Homelander tries to move up, to make him go faster and get as much feeling as possible but he can't. He only moves slightly from being tied down and even then Noir pushes him back on his bed. He stops his hand but doesn't move it, and pulls his head away.
Noir considers grabbing his notepad and pen but Homelander beats him to it. He looks him in his eyes, "I'll stop, you're in charge." He breathes in, nods his head, "I'll be good," and he means it. Noir nods and accepts Homelander's apology, he does mean it and he knows it.
He starts to move his hand again and leans down to kiss his neck. He wants to mark him even if it won't show under his suit, because it's there even if no one sees it. It's proof Homelander can give up his power, willingly give up his power.
He continues leaving marks down Homelander's neck and to his chest. A few of them will show around the suit, and he revels in it. Noir goes as slowly as he can, to get Homelander to truly let go.
He pulls back, separating them just a little, and shares a gaze with Homelander. Waiting for him to be ready and to get his consent. Even though they've talked about this they still need to remain on the same page. And Homelander knows what comes next, he nods, "I'm ready."
Noir moves away from him to reach the nightstand and grab his lube while Homelander watches his every move. He readjusts himself to have full access to the man under him and pours the first bit on his fingers. Noir starts to prep him and leans down to kiss him too, to keep him occupied, relaxed.
He keeps going for as long as he needs to, one finger, two, then three, to make it as smooth as possible. Noir can't actually hurt Homelander like this but he doesn't want to stress him out. He wants him to relax. And he wants it to be easy.
He pulls away from kissing him for just a second to grab a condom from the nightstand. He pulls out his fingers and Homelander lets out a whine from the loss. He finally, finally, takes off his boxers and slides the condom on.
Noir readjusts him, wraps Homelander's legs around him as best as he can and slowly slides in. He starts slow, draws every thrust out as long as he can. He builds his pace. Moves from kissing Homelander to leaving another line of marks down his neck to match the first side.
He picks up his pace, getting faster but staying slow enough to make it last. Noir's getting what he wants, he's breaking Homelander apart and getting him to be vulnerable. He still wants to break him farther, to draw it out. All he can think about is Homelander, all him, his ass, his abs, his moans. His very loud, breathless moans. Homelander doesn't hold back, let's Noir be in control. It's perfect.
Noir reaches down, strokes Homelander to the pace of his own thrusts. He sits up higher for a better angle and a better view. So he can see just how much he can make Homelander fall apart.
A few more strokes in Homelander comes, Noir following shortly after. He stays there pushing through their orgasms to the edge of overstimulation. He listens as best as he can to all the noises he drags out from Homelander.
He slows and pulls out, tosses his condom in the trash and rolls over. Noir admires him for a minute before getting up. He grabs a rag to wipe up his hand and Homelander's stomach. He tosses it.
He walks to the end of the bed and starts to untie Homelander's ankles, rubbing as he goes. Then moves up to his wrists and rubs those too.
He lays down next to Homelander and pulls the blanket over the two of them. Homelander moves in closer, resting his head against Noir's chest, Noir wrapping his arms around Homelander. He leaves a kiss on the top of his head and they fall asleep, just like that.
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Homelander wakes up a little while after Black Noir. They haven't moved from how they were the night before. Noir's awake scrolling through his phone, it's almost 8. They're not late for anything today but Homelander normally wakes up earlier.
"Good morning," Homelander yawns through it as he turns enough to see Noir's face. They kiss and it's perfectly sloppy and sweet for the moment.
When they break apart Noir types on his phone.
Ordered breakfast
Should be here soon :)
Homelander reads it and as soon as he notices the smiley face he smiles, Noir's a dork. He lays back to how he was, "Thank you."
A little while later their food arrives and Homelander answers the door to get it. He brings it back to his bed, back to Noir. They eat in bed in silence while they watch tv.
They both lay there for awhile after they finish, back in the position they were earlier that morning.
Noir types on his phone.
We should probably get ready
Got a meeting in 20 :(
Homelander smiles, sighs and stays there for a few more minutes before getting up. He puts on his suit and tosses Noir his own.
"Y'know you really took forever to take that off last night."
Noir smiles, he pauses getting dressed to grab his phone.
I know
That was the point ;)
The two of them leave Homelander's room to head to a meeting of The Seven. Walking side by side until they have to break off to their seats. But they glance at each other, every chance that they get.
The Deep catches Homelander staring at Noir and smirks, "Woah, that's quite a bruise you got there Homelander.."
Homelander flashes his laser eyes, "Fuck off Deep!"
Maeve smiles, The Deep chuckles, and hiding under Noir's mask is a proud and smiling lovesick dork.