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hanasnx · 3 months

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Just found your Noir content. Glad someone is writing for him. Noir and breeding kink? Been thinking about Noir fucking me in a mating press ever since he attacked Starlight in season 2. He can hold me down and choke me out like that any day.

MINORS DNI 18+

babe that fuckin mating press goes hard doesn’t it? goddamnnnnn. noir putting you in a mating press <333that whole thing with starlight was fuckin crazy i was clawing the walls

Rough grunts expel from BLACK NOIR’s nose with each sharp thrust, plowing into you from the angle the position provides. Folded up over yourself with no regard to your comfort, he’s got you bunched up in a way that pleases him. Heavy body leans over you, harsh hands on the backs of your thighs keeping you good and spread from him. You’ve certainly gotten more flexible since you’ve started fucking him. The edges of his armor dig into you, but you can’t even register it over the overwhelming sensation of being filled. Fat cock drives into you at a reckless pace, forcing air from your lungs as if its piston defines your diaphragm’s every move. You can barely breathe from being crushed.

There’s something different about his angle, not only is it mind-bending, tremors wracking through your body as your eyes roll so far back in your head they ache, but it’s the way he handles it. Grabbing you like he owns you, redirecting your body in any way he desires, muscling you into submitting underneath him so he can fuck your hole in peace when you squirm too much. Your cervix gets kissed by his tip occasionally, but he wants you to be still and take it. For his dick? You’ll do anything.

You let him mate with you. The way he’s fucking you reminds you of an animal. Pinning you down as if you’ll escape at your first chance, growls escaping him, possessively filling up your cunt with the wet sounds of a cock finding its home. Usually, you’re the dirty talker in the bedroom, but he’s effectively silenced you, yanking you into his bucks with his firm hold on your thighs.

It used to be difficult to tell what he’s thinking, but he can’t be more clear now. The stutter in his hips is a dead giveaway to his impending load, and usually this would be the point in which he’d pull out and fist his cock to cum on you. Stomach, face, ass, he loved to paint you. Instead, he’s keeping it in, not only that but he’s still moving. Like he wants to fuck a baby in you.

“Noir— Noir!” you scold, but he continues. Swollen cock bullying your insides as it twitches with need to cum. “Don’t you— don’t you dare—“ you’re able to get the words out, concentrating hard on forming a sentence when your brain is so empty. The idea of him cumming in you is appealing, but you don’t know how Supes work. You’ve never had that conversation with him. What if he’s not sterile?

Lips slot against your ear, and if you weren’t mistaken, you could’ve sworn they form and mouth the word “baby.”

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z3nitsusgf · 2 years

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cw: nsfw, gn.reader, some size kink

includes: homelander, butcher, frenchie, black noir, hughie, solider boy, MM

Homelander - likes when you’re on top. Don’t get it wrong he still has control but, he likes watching how you pant and struggle to take him all. Besides he gets a nice view of your chest while he bounces you on his cock. Absolutely bucks up into you to see how you squeal and grip his shoulders. He also likes it because he doesn’t have to do much work, he’s a supe and works hard ya know?

Black Noir - ass man. Loves doggy style the most. Grips the fat of your ass while he just plows into you. Smoothes his hand on your hips to bring you down on him over and over. Lives to see how you flutter and clench around him. Will push your face into the sheets and leave bruises on your ass.

Butcher - reverse cowgirl all the way. Another ass man who likes to watch you take his cock. You just look so good this way, and he likes how you lean forward to grab at his thighs. Smokes while he fucks you, puffing out while he spreads you open so he can watch how you take him. Makes comments on how slutty you are.

MM - missionary. The classic choice but he loves it. Props himself on his elbows so he can watch your face while he pounds into you. He likes to tuck his face into your neck, nipping it and making you squirm from his beard on your skin. Sometimes gets so into it he’ll lift up your legs onto his shoulders to reach deeper.

Soldier boy - mating press?!? Mating press all the way. Folds you up and stuffs you full, can go for hours. Ben just pushes your legs up and gives you deep strokes that make you starry-eyed and and breathless. He gets so deep you push his chest and he just mocks you from above. Thanks to the V he’s got endless stamina and besides, he hasn’t been able to pump someone full in decades so good luck.

Frenchie - y’all already know this man likes to be dommed. He’s down for absolutely anything and everything. Doesn’t matter if you’re holding his wrists while you fuck yourself with his cock or if you’re fucking him. He practically loves every positions, but he does enjoy 69 a lot.

Hughie - sweet sweet boy likes when he’s tucked behind you. Its so nice because your thighs are clenched together and it’s makes you tighter. The fucks lazy and soft and he just tucks your underwear to the side so he can slip in. You’re clawing at the mattress while he just does slow thrusts. He’ll kiss the back of your neck while he holds you.

#the boys.✮#val.writes ❦#the boys smut #billy butcher smut #homelander smut #frenchie smut #hughie campbell smut #MM smut #black noir smut #solider boy smut #billy butcher x reader #homelander x reader #frenchie x reader #hughie x reader #black noir x reader #soldier boy x reader #mm x reader #the boys x reader

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eternalslover · 9 months

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GUYS PLEASE I NEED SOME PEOPLE TO WRITE FOR MY BBG BLACK NOIR

PLEASE I WILL TAKE ABSOLUTELY ANYTHING, FLUFF, ANGST, SMUT, HEADCANONS, IMAGINES, DRABBLES, BLURBS ABSOLUTELY ANYTHING BECAUSE I AM ABSOLUTELY SURE I HAVE READ EVERYTHING FOR HIM ON HERE AND AO3

AND HONESTLY THIS GOES FOR ANYONE FROM THE BOYS, FRENCHIE, BILLY, SOLDIER BOY, STARLIGHT, KIMIKO, HUGHIE, SUPERSONIC PLEAASSEEEEEEE

BECAUSE IK I WASNT THE ONLY ONE WHO WATCHED AND ENJOYED THIS TV SHOW SO PLEASE SOMEONE WRITES FOR THESE CHARACTERS

AND IF YOU DO OR U FOLLOW ANYONE WHO DOES WRITE FROM THEM PLEASE COMMENT

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supesoup · 11 months

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noir + size kink

sorry for disappearing! 2.4k words, main warning is in the title, same reader as always, little to no body descriptions, reader has a cat! a TINY tiny amount of dubcon + slight somno at the end, overstimulation, a little bit of edging, i'm using canon noir for this because he's 6'3, make him taller in your brain if you want :) no labels for their relationship

there was a random youtube video playing for background noise while you finished with your skincare. bambi, your cat, walked into the bathroom, meowing and turning her head towards the door. you looked up and didn't see anything in your room.

you decided on just setting out some strawberries and water for her, fixing her bows, and squishing her cheeks before getting back up and finishing with your 'routine', if it could be called that. after turning off the lights, you went to the kitchen to get some water when something brushed your shoulder.

you quickly turned on your phone and pointed the screen at the person's face, breathing out a small sigh of relief when you saw the mask.

"just you," you paused, looking past noir. "do you want anything to drink? i was about to go to sleep-" before your face was being pushed into his chest in some weird attempt at a hug.

you felt your face heat up a bit at the way his shoulders bracketed you, his hands feeling heavy on your ribs as you eventually tried to reach your arms up to hug him back.

"good evening to you too," tiredly, and a bit too loud in your now less empty apartment. you felt something being traced onto your back.

'CAN I STAY' followed by a happy face and a question mark.

it was hard to tell whether or not he could feel you smiling against his shoulder, where you'd moved to and began nuzzling at. noir's hands squeezed a bit tighter, moving to where yours were splayed over his arms and rubbing at your wrists.

'ANGEL', letters traced right over one another into the back of your hand. you began tugging at him, eventually freeing yourself enough to trace a 'yes' into his neck and turn your head towards your room.

noir lifted you, fingers nearly squeezing bruises into the fat on your hips. he set down a towel and turned everything but your lamp off once he reached your bed, setting you down gently and rubbing his hands along the outside of your thighs.

his hands nearly, if not completely, covered the sides of your thighs, and you felt a shiver run down your spine as the thought processed, albeit sluggishly. you felt him begin to press kisses into your stomach and hips through his balaclava.

you could just make out noir's shape in your (darker than usual) room, and clumsily reached for your phone. 2:10 am. you flung it somewhere onto your bed and pushed at his broad shoulders from where they were pressing your thighs apart. you didn't know what you were trying to tell him.

you felt him look up and slide a finger along the top of your shorts before waiting. when you just panted instead of answering, noir reached up, stroking along the lines of the muscles in your arm before tracing out, 'CAN I CONTINUE'.

"yeah-" breathlessly, and your voice came out a bit too quiet this time. noir then lifted you, his large hands reaching across your sides with ease, and gently pushed your shorts down and off. you heard fabric rustling a bit to your right before you squeaked as you felt him press his lips just above your cunt.

'BREATHE', traced into your left hip, and he started by gently rubbing circles into your clit with his thumb, the fabric covering you dampening the feeling. you reached down and let your nails scratch into the fabric covering the back of noir's neck.

you whined as you felt noir lift up a bit, looking around to check if the room was as dark as he wanted it before descending again. you reached for him, and he interlocked the fingers of one of his hands with yours, dwarfing yours. he pushed the fabric of his mask up, bringing his hand back between your legs before beginning to nip at your inner thighs.

you felt a throb in your clit at the way his stubble scraped against your thighs. your legs began to close around his head, and he moved his hand away from your cunt to press them back apart. you were so spread out it nearly hurt.

noir shivered a bit at feeling how much bigger he was than you, biting a bit harder and kissing at the mark that started forming before he pushed your panties to the side and dragged a finger through the wetness that began to drip from you.

you saw the glint of his teeth as he smiled, seeing the way your hips canted up when he'd drag his hand away. noir did this a few more times before laving his tongue through your folds, lingering on your clit before moving away again. a quiet sob clawed its way through your chest and up into your throat before you could stop it.

the sound of his codpiece hurriedly coming off and being thrown to the side rang through the room before noir put his mouth back on you, his lips being able to cover your cunt with no difficulty. you heard his gasps as he stroked himself over his tactical pants a few times to take the edge off before bringing his fingers back up to press into you.

your face flushed even more at how easily you took noir's fingers in. he filled you up easily, having forgotten how big his hands were for a few minutes. tears welled up in your eyes once he mouthed 'wet' into your clit before starting to suck at it, not giving you any reprieve from the feeling. you mewled once he reached a specific place inside you and curled his fingers.

"noir-" strained and wobbly, but audible, and he grabbed one of your pillows and brought it between his legs as he pressed his mouth harder into you. you heard the bed creak and looked back down at him, seeing noir grinding against it while he let out a quiet moan at the feeling.

you brought both your hands to where his neck met his shoulders and dug your nails in, trying to gather your thoughts for the couple of seconds that noir had his face pressed to your thigh before he moved back down. you were going to get beard burn, you thought to yourself before he started pressing into your gspot again.

your orgasm started making itself known in the area right between your hips, where noir was grabbing at you before moving his hand to press into the area underneath your stomach. your thighs started to shake when noir gasped and moaned into you as his hips bucked. you pressed your nails into him harder, and he tossed your pillow to the side.

he added another finger and drew his tongue across your clit slowly, pushing harder and harder until you were whining with how sensitive you were getting. noir pulled off when your gasps started sounding wet, and moved up to lick the tears off your face. he rubbed his hand slowly over your stomach and thighs, nearly silently going 'shh' into your ear until you went quiet. your hips were burning from how much you had to spread your legs to get him close to you like this.

noir worked his way back down, pushing your shirt up and licking over your tits for a little before kissing down to where he was bullying your pussy open. he dug his hand into the muscle of your thigh, leaving a handprint that nearly covered the entire front of the upper part of it before pushing three fingers back into you.

you could vaguely make out the way he pressed his thighs together at the sounds you'd started making, and his fingers found that spot inside you quickly. noir fit his mouth back over your clit and sucked hard, almost like making you cum in his mouth was punishment for something.

in your mind, loose around the edges as it was, you forgot noir was capable of killing you without moving from his spot on the bed. you grabbed him by the back of his head and ground against his mouth, whimpering at the feeling of his stubble scratching at you.

he gave a surprised moan, and that's all it took for you to gush around his fingers. your hand shot up to press against your mouth, muffling your moans from how hard you were cumming before you felt a much larger hand wrap around yours and drag it away from you, leaving you to sob into the space of your room.

noir had a hand around the base of his cock, squeezing to prevent himself from cumming in his pants with how you felt, sounded, tasted in his mouth. he pulled off, panting over you before moving up to kiss you, crowding you where you were laying on your comforter.

he moaned a little where he began mouthing at your jaw, hand bringing yours to wrap around his cock. noir stuttered when he felt you, gathering your thigh closer to him where he was grinding against it. you pushed the fabric of his pants down just enough to free him.

"inside," you said into his ear, letting him put you into a mating press before you felt something being traced into the area below your collarbone.

'NOT GOING TO LAST', and then he whimpered when you notched his head into your folds, letting him grind against your clit.

"'s fine, you old man," and you felt his face heat up where he was pressing it into your neck. you pressed your lips to noir's temple, over his mask, reaching around and tugging at the curls at the nape of his neck before pushing his cock down to your entrance.

both of you gasped as he sank into you, him at the wetness and feeling of you around him, and you at the stretch. you sunk your teeth into his shoulder when he canted his hips closer to you, making failed attempts at swallowing down his moans.

you felt the word 'fuck' mouthed into the top of your head. he'd nearly encased you with the rest of his frame, looming over you with his thighs bracketing your hips. you were pulsing around him, occasionally squeezing to try to get used to his size, while noir attempted to press his thighs together from where they were surrounding you.

noir grabbed at your waist, hands shaky but still gripping hard enough to bruise, and started grinding into you, gasping. you let out a mewl as he nudged your gspot, and attempted to think.

you grabbed one of his hands, moving it up so you could suck at his fingers before moving your other hand down to rub at your clit. noir looked down and moved your hand out of the way, gently rubbing at the scratches he'd left on your thighs from his grip before placing two of his fingers on you.

you slung your now free hand over noir's shoulder, holding onto him tightly as he started thrusting into you. whenever he bottomed out, you'd grind against his pelvis, feeling another orgasm start building inside of you, and quickly.

noir gasped at the feeling of you inadvertently tightening around him, bucking his hips before resuming his motions, bending down to mouth at your neck. you felt his thighs squeezing around you again, cock kicking where he was bullying it into you.

he panted and whined slightly where his mouth was pressing against you, rubbing harder at your clit. he tried and failed to mouth any more words into your skin, settling for licking and biting at you instead. you let go of the hand he had placed at your mouth, grabbing at the breadth of his shoulders and not knowing whether to push him away or pull him in closer.

you whined urgently as you felt yourself get closer and closer, gasping out noir's name into the armor covering his clavicle. he bit down even harder, whimpering a bit when he felt your grip on him tighten.

you came around him when he moved his fingers out of your mouth and placed them around your neck, biting your lip so hard you drew blood as you felt him sink fully into you, shaking where he was trying not to cum while grinding himself into your clit.

some desperation-addled, dark part of his brain delighted in the feeling of you pushing at his shoulders, whines of 'please', 'cum', and 'sensitive' tumbling quietly from your mouth, all while you were still cumming. noir felt his balls draw up where they were pressed against you, moaning when he felt your nails digging into his skin where his mask had been pushed up.

noir drew back and pounded into you once, twice, and then stuttered where he tried to grind into you a third time as his cum started to pour into you. he reached a hand under you, scratching at your back and whining into your hair as he felt you clench around him and sob again. he drew you into the space between his hips a few more times, his legs shaking.

noir moaned again when your hips bucked from the overstimulation. his hand had been rubbing at your clit the entire time. he continued grinding into you until his cock was throbbing, trying to let out more of his cum even when he'd filled you so much you were leaking onto the towel he'd put down.

both of you whimpered as he pulled out of you, running his hands along your sides and kissing at your forehead. you pointed to your nightstand, and noir used some of the wipes you had there so that you two didn't feel completely gross before he laid down next to you.

noir gently moved you and pressed you up against his chest, dragging a hand along your sides and waiting for your breathing to slow down. he traced petnames into your skin, 'angel', 'bunny', 'baby', 'pretty', and more. he slung his arms over your torso, engulfing you once again like he'd done in your kitchen.

once noir saw your eyes begin to flutter shut, he began to mouth at your neck again. he then let his fingers slip back against your clit, hushing you gently when the feeling made you start to stir.

#the boys tv #black noir #black noir x reader #black noir smut #the boys smut

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whiskeynwriting · 11 months

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Uncommon Intimacy

Black Noir x Female Reader

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Word Count: 2.2k

Warnings: 18+ (minors DNI)

Dirty talk, praise kink, male and female masturbation, phone sex/sexting, descriptions/mentions of oral (m and f receiving), sub/dom dynamics, established relationship, some fluffies, ASL usage.

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A/N: Baby baby BABY I MISSED YOUUUU

Also, thank you @thesleepingmusicneek for beta-reading 😊❤️

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“Noir, baby,” Huffing out a dramatic breath, you toss your head back. “Please.”

Pathetic in nature, both your small sound and theatrical movement, you know it does nothing to win him over. Noir’s shoulders jerk slightly, rising and falling from the humor he finds in your current state. But he doesn’t judge you, he adores you.

“Baby, can I take off my panties?”

Lifting your head, you’re met with the incredibly erotic sight of him, yet again. Sitting in that black office chair, surrounded by nothing but the basic amenities of his hotel room. As usual, that second skin is on, his hardened suit and sleek, black armor. Although, one piece is missing.

“Please?” Asking again, your eyes focus on his hands, watching intently.

He’s made himself comfortable, laying back in the chair and slouching slightly as he touches himself. Noir always started out with a gradual pace, fisting himself with long, slow strokes. He looks so full, and if you watch for long enough, you’re sure to see him throb. His tip is already leaking, small droplets of precum sliding down his shaft in a way that makes your mouth water. And you stare openly, wantonly; you’ve missed him far too much to be shameful of your needs.

“Don’t you want to see me?” You plead, breathing heavily. You’re rubbing your palm over the space between your legs, he’d allowed that much. The only fabric between you and your hand is that of your panties and it makes you ache, the wet spot on the very center of them only growing with each passing moment.

“Don’t you want to see how wet you make me?”

At this, Noir tilts his head. You should know taunting doesn’t work on him.

With a defeated and aggravated sigh, you throw your head back again. Even when you’re not looking at him, you can hear the subtle squelch as he moves his hand. Using his gloved thumb, he spreads the clear liquid around his head, taking advantage of the natural lubrication as he speeds up his motions, drawing your attention again.

“Baby…”

Reaching down with his other hand, Noir cups his scrotum, rolling the tender flesh in his palm while his head drops back with a light groan. He does this while he continues to fist himself, his hips bucking slightly from the stimulation.

Tonight’s call started with just a few small texts; you telling Noir how much you missed him, asking about the conference and what he had been up to.

Shifting slightly, he readjusts in his chair, slouching back more and in turn shoving his hips closer to the screen. His head is still back, both hands continuing to work his most sensitive parts. And he does it all through his laptop, touching himself while you watch through your screen.

You’re aching for something and still, you wait for him, you’re always such a good girl for him. Whatever he asked of you, you did. You touched him just how he liked, when he liked. You undressed yourself when told to, you touched your tits when told to, you pushed one and then two fingers past your slippery lips when he told you to. And when you’re like this, it makes him proud.

Helplessly, you whimper, inadvertently pulling him back to the most magnificent memories. You’d been apart for weeks and on nights where you fell asleep before he came back to his hotel room, they’re all he was left with when allowing himself release. He never liked to look at any pictures or videos that weren’t of you. There was one specific memory that he’d gone back to far more than the others; the night you had together before he left. He’d stripped you bare, cupping your tits until he nodded at you, telling you to lay down and play with them. It intrigued Noir, seeing how you liked to be touched. He grabbed your thighs while you did it, wrenching them apart before his fingers played with your lips. Specifically though, he’s thinking about what happened before this, just before he’d pulled you into your bedroom to have you. When he got home that day, you were already waiting for him. You’d been dressed in a simple, black lingerie set he’d bought you a while back; it’s his favorite one, it looks stunning on you. The sight alone made his knees weak, and when you took him by the hand to lead him over to the couch, he all but crumbled at your feet. He sat back, legs spread wide while you removed the armor around his pelvis. One of your best sexual talents was oral, he’d never met anyone who swallowed him like you do. And you loved to play with his balls, too, not dissimilar to the way he’s playing with them now. You loved to hold them while you sucked on his tip, fondle them with your fingers and palm while going down on him. One of his favorite moves was when you lowered yourself to suck on them, jerking him off in your hand while staring up at his mask. That always made him cum, and thinking about it now makes his hips rut up into the hole of his fist.

Noir can see the dampness on your panties when he lifts his head, groaning when he watches you rub yourself again. It seemed a little oldschool, but Noir loved doing this on your laptops; it gave him the quickest opportunity to send a message if and when he wanted to. Which he does right now.

Wider.

“Yeah? You want to see more?” Tilting your head with a small, almost bashful grin, Noir watches as your legs shift. But they don’t spread.

Impatiently, he releases himself, now using his hands to communicate with you. He often did this when becoming irritated, at least in these situations. He wasn’t asking anymore, he was demanding. And while Noir lacked the ability to offer facial expressions, using his hands to communicate could still be effective in certain instances. Repeating the word with his physical motions, Noir brings both fists toward each other, his pointer knuckles extended a bit. His left hand is then sternly dragged away, almost as if he were pulling an invisible string straight across his chest.

It makes you shiver, seeing his biceps bulge from it, those gloves fingers wrapping around himself as he settles down again. Doing as he says, you part your legs, now wide enough for him to fully see your dripping secret. And as soon as you do it, he’s grabbing himself with both hands, chest tightening from your promiscuous act. Running two fingers down your center, you can practically see Noir’s moan, can see the heavy dip in his chest as it runs up through his throat. He then takes one hand away, keeping one on his cock while gently squeezing the tip.

“Baby, I love watching you do this…”

For someone that didn’t speak, Noir was surprisingly good at dirty talk. The messages he sent you made you wet for him daily, and it also helped with getting to know what he liked. For instance, you know he likes when you play with your wetness, showing him what he’s done to you. He likes seeing the clear strings connecting your fingertips to your pussy when you finally pull them away. He loves seeing your ass, seeing it move and jiggle, watching you bend over and feeling it slap against his pelvis when you ride him. Noir also liked when you whined, he told you how tiny and helpless it made you sound.

For just a second, Noir lifts his dominant hand, leaving himself completely unattended. His erection sits against his armored stomach, twitching once while it waits. Briefly, you wonder what he’s doing, but then you hear him spit. The sound is forceful and wet, and when his hand returns, you can see the saliva on his glove. Your airy moan hits the air when he does it, watching his fingers wrap around his swollen length once again. But then he sighs, the end of it turning into a dark groan. Moving backwards slightly, he allows you to see him fully. While he’s still entirely suited, there’s something different about seeing all of him on the screen. The breath he inhaled is released slowly, firmly, his head tilting down as his eyes zero in on you. The air of your encounter shifts.

“C… can I?” You repeat, this request more timid than the ones before. His gaze is no less than terrifying and intimidating.

Noir waits for a moment, and so do you, before he finally nods. All at once, relief and excitement flood your body. While pulling your legs up you also reach down, grabbing your panties and sliding them down your legs. You make a little show out of it, your happy smirk visible as you remove them slowly, much slower than he would have done himself. And when they’re off entirely, you plant your feet on either side of the keyboard, displaying your center perfectly.

Beneath his mask, your lover’s teeth dig into his bottom lip. You’re fucking dripping for him. Your lips are shiny and pink, and he knows you must taste like heaven right now. Usually, you smelled like it too.

“Thank you,” Comes your breathy expression of gratitude, fingers swirling around your little, reddened bud.

At this point, your eyelids are dipping, only able to focus on the screen while pleasure and excitement begin to consume you. And you know exactly what he means when his next message comes through.

Let me see it.

The laugh you exhale is light and playful, keeping your eyes on him while dipping a single finger inside. And as soon as your expression changes, he rolls his eyes, head lolling to the side. Removing your finger, you slide them over the seam of your sex before pulling them away, showing him the glistening strands. Christ, you looked so magnificent like this.

“Baby,” Your sudden whine prompts his head to shoot up, looking directly into your eyes. “I miss you, miss having you in my mouth.”

At this, his hand picks up again, moving quicker than before. His deep groans and shallow grunts now begin filtering through the speakers of your laptop, a subtle prompt for you to continue.

“Love the way you taste on my tongue…” Gently, you rub yourself, applying light pressure in the exact way he would.

And it’s true, having Noir in your mouth made you satisfied like nothing else. The taste of him on your tongue, his girth weighing heavy as it leaked into your throat… his smell just beneath your nose, thick patches of curls tickling your face whenever you choked. And more often than not, he’d hold you there, only needing one hand to keep you in place.

In a display of weakness, of emotional vulnerability, Noir whines. His free hand lifts, pointing to his chest and then his chin, before extending that same finger out to you. And inside, your heart bursts for him. He misses you.

“Tell me, baby.”

I mis ur beautifl mouth

His words make you grin - you know when there are errors in his typing, it just means he’s losing focus, getting too wrapped up in the moment, in whatever wondrous activity he’s doing with you. In your mind, it’s almost like he’s stuttering.

“Ugh,” With soft motions, you sway your hips, sliding a second finger inside and trying to reach as deep as you can.

Sometimes, Noir could be so sweet with you. He has a plentiful amount of loving nicknames that he used regularly with you. And when he was home, he was ever the doting partner. Everything you could ever want, he gave you. But more important than that, Noir gave you his time, his patience, his love. Things that ran low within him. But he saved every ounce of those traits for you, only you.

“I need you.”

Soon.

Your lover’s moans then become louder, longer, pumping himself with a rapid fist while watching your fingers disappear between your legs. He can see the tendons in your arm flex when you curl them, the ripple in your thighs when they tense. And he wants nothing more than to grab them, squeeze your sweet flesh and smack your ass until it’s tingly and red.

“Ngh,”

The sounds Noir makes force your heart rate to skyrocket, and you wish so desperately he were here to feel it, hear it. Noir loved to nuzzle into your neck, rub his nose over your pulse point and listen to your natural reactions with his heightened senses. Moments such as those created a safe space for uncommon intimacy between the two of you.

Want my mout on yyo

“I want that, baby. Fuck, I miss you. I want you so bad, Nori. I’ve really needed you.”

And when he hears these words, hears the emotion behind them, he almost can’t get to the keys fast enough.

I know baby. I know. I’m here, and I’ll be home soon

Home, the space you share with him, the space that lets your walls fall. Not just your own but his; that scary demeanor, cold and dark and ruthless to most. A terrifying shadow but to you, he’s your shadow, your protector and lover and everything good this world has to offer. When Noir is with you, it’s easy to feel safe and cared for; doting on you comes naturally to him.

“Promise?”

In response, your love lifts his left pointer finger to his covered lips. Then, he brings that same hand down to his other, landing on its open palm in a chop-like motion.

“I love you.”

I love you sweetheart

And then, there’s a pause. The heavy rise and fall of his chest draws your attention, his deep breath, the way his fist tightens around his shaft.

Now, let’s see my princess cum.

Thank you for ready lovelies!

Some noteworthy considerations...

I am very new to ASL (American Sign Language), but thought introducing it with Noir would be an interesting way to not only be more inclusive to my audience, but to challenge my writing style, too. Please let me know if I got anything wrong, or if you think I could have described something better in a different way! I want to be respectful to the Deaf Community and ASL users as a whole!

Lastly, all ASL interpretation pictures were made by me 😊

#Black Noir #I really need you #Noriiii #you're so sexy and cute #Black Noir x you #Black Noir x reader #Black Noir x female reader #Black Noir smut #Black Noir fluff #The Boys #The Boys fanfiction

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amazingmaeve · 1 year

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black noir fic recommendations

these are the fics that i love and adore so so much and that’s why they are here and you should totally support them if u feel the same. give the likes, comments, and reblogs because they’re so good.

also give the writers the love they deserve because they sure as hell deserve it for writing these amazing stories!

i may also put some fics that are from AO3 on here and you should totally do the same and give them all the love and support as the ones on here!

also what i interpret things as fluff/angst might be different to other people and it's just an opinion based.

on tumblr.

ೃ⁀➷ fluff

in the night by @seeds-and-sins it’s just pure fluff and there needs to be more fluffy stuff for noir (specifically the show noir since noir in the comics is literally the worst) but show noir I just love and I love this.

ೃ⁀➷ fluff/kinda dark (?)

in your dreams by @seeds-and-sins a sequel to the fic above and it’s a bit more dark, noir doesn’t know how to approach reader without breaking a few laws. but nonetheless i love, love, love this fic and it’s amazing and you should show it all the love!

ೃ⁀➷ fluff

build a bear by @narcissiah just pure fluff. that’s it tooth rotting fluff that makes me happy every time reading it and it’s just so amazing. also some spoilers for season 2 that’s about but it’s totally worth the read.

on AO3.

ೃ⁀➷ angst/dark fic

soft spot by deleted account black noir is kinda stalker ish here and that’s why it’s a dark fic and he doesn’t know how to tell reader he likes her without scaring her.

ೃ⁀➷ fluff/teeny angst

inner sanctuary by bardsambrosia god I just love this one here it’s so amazing and so sweet and really shows off noirs gentler side and you should totally check it out if you’re a fan of noir.

#black noir headcannon #black noir masterlist #black noir #black noir x you #black noir x reader #black noir smut #black noir Fic Recommendations #the boys x reader #the boys x you #the boys x oc #the boys smut #the boys imagine #the boys headcanons #the boys Fic Recommendations #fic recommendations

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lilacliquors · 9 months

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Out of all "the boys" characters you write for if they were to participate in NNN from best to worst how would you rate them (best being like wasn't even bothered and was ok the whole time to worst who complained and failed on the first couple of days)

i'm assuming NNN is 'no nut november' so let's see ...

best - m.m - black noir - frenchie - hughie - butcher - soldier boy -homelander worst

i put m.m and black noir up top because they seem the most disciplined to me. frenchie is a cute lil sub boy and if you tell him not to cum, he'll obey.

hughie is in the middle because i think he'd do okay, but he will definitely wanna crack from time to time. he's stressed, okay?

butcher, ben, and homelander are the bottom three because when they wanna cum, they'll cum. we see butcher have sex like once a season, soldier boy is soldier boy, and homelander can do whatever the fuck he wants.

this was fun to think about, like i spent days thinking about this lmao

#atomwritez #billy butcher smut #soldier boy smut #homelander smut #hughie campbell smut #frenchie smut #m.m smut #black noir smut

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tonixe · 11 months

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THE BOYS

Valentine’sDayDrabbles/Headcanons. - Homelander, A-train, Black Noir

MySolider - Solider boy x Fem!reader

#### ##- Homelander x Fem!reader

Myprerogative- Homelander x Fem!reader

Myprerogative pt2 - Homelander x Fem!reader

“Christmas Magic" - Homelander x Fem!reader

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dominantslasherking · 2 years

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ugh i love noir 😫 kinda soon since it's like ur most recent post but could u make another part to that black noir one 🫶 idrc as far as nsfw goes i just love noir 😭

A/n: this one you can imagine whichever Noir, whether it be the Tv series or the comics!

My Stories are meant for the much more mature audience, 18+.

Backstory: You were a villain, a threat to Vought, but Noir just couldn't bring himself to kill his hunky villain.

It was uncommon for Black Noir to leave a threat alive and basically uninjured at that...he was enamored by you the moment both of you met, so when his rating began to rise after being in a hero & villain duo with you it made bought happy, so happy that they allowed Noir to keep his darling in check, especially if you try to cross the line with them.

Vought didn't give a fuck about the people really, as long as you didn't come after them, then your little game with Noir was fine, no other heroes were even allowed to try and come after you, not that Noir would allow it.

So here we were upon the rooftop, Noir fighting you eagerly clearing holding back as did you. Closer and closer to the edge, you got, slowly looking down to see the group of people dispatched thinking the hero and villain duo already settled this.

Noir tugged you away from the edge, afraid of you falling. "Wow, careful my silent hero, if it were in any other circumstance, I'd think you'd be trying to get with me." Your husky voice whispered to Noir.

Black Noir pulled you away from the edge and slammed you down onto the rooftop's hard surface, your back face down. Noir getting on top of you and sitting on your waist.

"Fuck..." You murmured breathlessly, Noir rubbing his ass hard against your groin, through your tight suit which toned your lean villain body well.

Noir's gloved hand traced against your chest, taking a considerate feel at your goods, goods meaning your muscle.

He teasingly rubbed his butt on you some more, holding down your arms, forcing you to go through his teasing knowing, you wanted to get on with it and fuck him hard, but he wasn't allowing that.

Vought's gift was you, to him, and he was going to treat his prized possession---person?---carefully with love.

Wasting no time the hero tore your suit apart, before tearing the part of his suit which covered his ass.

His ass cheeks rubbed against your cock, it seemed Noir was already lubed up and anticipated this activity.

The silent hero's breath quicked, slowly sliding himself onto your large cock, which penetrated him deeply. Noir was no idiot to pain, he could take this.

In no time Noir started hammering himself down on your cock, not caring that his hole was being stretched, and started to ache from the pain.

However as he continued to bounce his hole down onto your cock, the pain started to fade and be replaced with a pricing pleasure. Upon hearing your small groans it made him smile underneath his mask.

Slamming himself up and down on your cock, felt so good, that the silent hero started letting out small whimpers of pleasure, which was music to your ears, as you began to praise him.

"Oh~--My hero, doing soo--! Agh~ Good, such a ---good boy~!" You groaned, Black Noir gripped onto your shoulders, sliding your cock in and out, with more ease and less aggression as he enjoyed it to the fullest.

Noir's cock which was being covered in his suit, eagerly twitched feeling confined. Noir suddenly tore off the piece of armor that protected and confined his cock, giving it more room to be comfortable in his suit.

Sloppily impaling himself on your cock, Noir finally finished and came all inside his confined suit.

Slowly getting up, he turned around to ride your cock reverse cowgirl style giving you a perfect view of your large cock sliding in and out of his puckering tight hole.

Placing your hands on Noir's hips, you watched as he continued to bounce, you also gave a few thrusts inside him hard.

Noir's moans increased, his moans were as if he was begging for your cum to fill him up to the brim, and so you did.

Finally spilling your seed inside his hole, which keenly devoured it all.

Both of you stayed silent slightly huffing out breaths of air, before Noir stood up, and let out a view of his ass, Noir parted his cheeks to give you a nice view of his hole sloppily pushing your large load of cum out.

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tvgals · 10 months

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‘ SUCK IT UP . ‘

spider noir x black! reader smut 🌒

“baby, you’re so tense.” you mumble into your husband’s ear, rubbing the heels of your palms against the small of his back. “i know. gotta keep savin’ the world for my sweet girl.” peter groans, a soft moan escaping his lips when you hit just the right spot. “relax a little. you can stop fighting crime for just one day.” you whine, turning peter onto his back while you rest your body on his hips. he looks at you with a dopey grin on his face, he swiftly leans up and brings your face to his, enveloping you in a sloppy kiss. you smile into the kiss and pull away, pushing peter back down onto the bed.

“i thought your back hurt?” you giggled, rolling your hips on top of peters. “if ya keep movin’ like that i’ll make your back hurt.” peter smirks, placing his large hands on your ass, coaxing you to grind harder. “is that a threat or a promise?” you whisper into peters ear. you squeal when you feel his hands rise to your hips to flip you onto the bed, him hovering over you. “whatcha doin’?” you purr, dragging your manicured hands down to peters boxers. “loving on my woman. i can’t do that?” peter asks, pulling your panties down and spreading your lips apart. “never said you couldn’t..” you moan out, arching your back off of the bed.

your husband pumps his fingers in and out of you at a steady pace, the sound of your arousal being overwhelming. “baby…” you whine, wrapping your arms around his neck. “what’s wrong?” peter asks, pulling his boxers down to reveal his hard cock. you bite you lip at the sight and look back up at peter, who’s grinning at your undying hunger. “you don’t want it?” the man asks you, slowly pulling his boxers back up. your eyes widen and you shake your head. “i do want it! please!” you whimper, bringing your hands down to his wrists to stop him.

“then let me do my thing, love.” peter taps his cock on your clit a few times, earning a hungry moan from you. he slides inside and the two of you moan, peter hiding his face between the crook of your neck while holding your hips. peter drags a reassuring hand along your thigh while he sheathes the rest of his cock inside of you, giving you soft kisses on your collarbone. “i love you so much..” peter whimpers, slowly rocking his hips against yours. “love you more…” you spoke, digging your nails into your husbands back.

“i,” peter corrected you. “don’t forget the i, sweetheart..”

he’s so cute i luv him

TAGLIST ; — @draculara-vonvamp @therealcees-blog @laylasbunbunny @lovelytayy @kisminarii @d7n3 @deadgirlkisses @darkknightpeanutbagel

#myatalks🫡#black reader #im black #blkshoyo #i love being black #ilovemyfollowers #ilysm <3 #writing is my therapy #spider noir #spider noir x reader #spider noir x black reader #x black reader #into the spider verse #peter parker x reader #spider man x reader #spider man #spider man smut

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mariees-love · 10 months

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man i want some writer friends ANYWAYS noir has been looking mad breedable lately 😼 specifically w/o the mask i just know he would treat you right

#mariees love #mariees talks #spidernoir smut #spider noir #atsv smut #atsv noir #spiderman atsv x reader #spiderman atsv x black reader #atsv x black reader #spiderman atsv x black!reader #atsv x reader #spider noir x reader

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hanasnx · 4 months

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MINORS DNI 18+

“This way, sweetheart, this way!” the clambering voices of the paparazzi build and crowd your ears. Flashing lights of pictures being taken leave imprints on your vision, but you smile through it. Your hands are dutifully wrapped around BLACK NOIR’s thick bicep, and you tilt your head against his shoulder as he leads you through the line of press.

“Black Noir’s girlfriend, over here! Look at me!”

“Right here, honey, right here!”

A warm palm pats against the top of your hand, and you glance up at Noir. You’ve gotten exceptionally talented at telling his signs, and he’s eyeing you from the side. A silent and familiar question that has you moistening your lips, retreating with him to the restroom as soon as you can afford to slip away.

“Couldn’t wait to get me back, huh?” you question, winded from effort as mean fingers dig into the flesh of your waist, guiding you up and down. “You know you’re supposed to be working, right? Can’t believe you needed a pussy break.” you chide. Fat cock drives into you at a harsh pace, bracing your hands on the stall dividers for support. With each of his thrusts up, a soft grunt expels through his nose, and it makes you shiver. Your fingers come to toy with his lips through his mask, the scarring embossed underneath it, sliding against your pads. “So fucking horny, baby. Is it ‘cause they called me your girlfriend?” To punctuate your point, you seat yourself, fully sheathing his every inch. “Huh? You like when they call me your little girlfriend?” He nods, only once, but it’s enough. Tenderly, your cup the nape of his neck, and use it as leverage for how you rock back and forth on his cock. His hands slide down your waist, over the folds of your hiked up dress, to grab at your ass. Gloves knead and smack at it, jiggling the flesh as you take your time in rolling your body on his cock.

“You—“ your own whimper interrupts you, his tip brushing the spongy spot inside of you from this angle. “—you think they know you’re fucking your little girlfriend in this fucking restroom?” At the mention, he claws into the globes of your ass, yanking you closer to him and consequently shoving himself impossibly deeper. A pitchy whine is drawn from you, and one of his hands comes to wedge in between you two. The tips of his fingers smooth out your lower abdomen, as if to let you know he’s right there. You can feel the tip of him right there, poking out. He didn’t have to say much for you to get the picture. Especially when he presses into it, bringing your g-spot right to his swollen head. You arch back with a gasp, stars like fireworks in your eyes as you chase that feeling. Faithfully, he keeps that pressure while you rock into it. His grip on your ass telling you: That’s right. That’s what I want from you. That’s a good little girl.

You’re supposed to be here in support of his newest movie; the premiere had been the talk of the media for weeks. And here you are in the public restroom of the theater, blowing it off so you can leave a cum stain on your boyfriend’s crotch.

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celestialh4ven · 10 months

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Fucktoy

Currently gripping my sheets

summary: smut

pairing: Miguel O’hara x Fem!Reader x Spider Noir

cw : smut, double penetration, took a trip to POUND TOWN, dirty talk, praise.

wc: 908

Not proofread!

masterlist

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It’s dark and rainy here in New York. The city is bustling with citizens going about with their day now that Spider-Man— er Spider-Mans (Spider Noir and Miguel) and Woman (aka you) have saved the day yet again! Being Spider-Woman was not easy, and it didn’t get any easier when two incredibly hot Spider-Men came falling from the sky into your universe. At that point, you didn’t care enough to question why, and eventually, you three became a team, fighting bad guys together as people stared, confused at why one guy was completely black and white. You three never really got along, well, more like you didn’t get along with them.

They were super hard-headed and destructive when fighting, but because of that, the battles were relatively short. You prioritized fighting in a way that hardly damaged the city or its civilians, though the fights took much longer. They would always tease you about it, and you hated them for it. In fact, you hated them, period. Well, that's what you would usually tell yourself.

But now look at you.

Miguel’s face in between your thighs, and Peter’s dick hitting the very back of your throat. How did you get into this situation? You had no clue and you didn’t care. All you cared about right now was getting out all the stress you accumulated from being Spider-Woman, and what better way to do that than a threesome?

You pulled your head back to catch your breath, drool still connecting you and Peter’s now completely erect dick. “Wanna feel… the both of you inside me…” Your words shocked the two men, they originally planned to take turns with you so your words stunned them a bit, but who were they to complain?

“Alright then” Peter nodded “ Whaddya say, I take the front you take the back?” Peter said looking down and Miguel who continued to devour you down there.

“Fine by me,” Miguel replied. Soon you found yourself sandwiched between them, Peter positioned himself on top of you, while Miguel positioned himself underneath. With no warning, they both slid inside of you, it was very easy to do so since you were dripping wet.

“Fuck….” You moaned, “Feeling good darling?” Noir asked grinning. You were about to respond until, “Now what would people think if they knew how their lovely Spider-Woman was getting dicked down like this huh?” Miguel interrupted. You felt embarrassed at his words and hid you face in Peter’s chest, “Shut up Miguel and just start moving…” Miguel wasted no time and started to thrust into you and Peter follower suit.

“Fucckkkk….” You moaned again.

You couldn’t lie, this felt so good. You could feel them both stretching you out, it almost felt like you were about to rip in half. “Feels so good…” you moaned out. “Yeah, I know it does baby…” Peter grunted. “Joder, estás tan apretado…fuck…” Miguel groaned as he thrusted up faster inside you. “Oh, FUCK!” You exclaimed “k…keep doing just that….” “Will do” Miguel replied.

Peter was more on the romantic side, constantly building up as he went, so while Miguel was pounding up into you from the back, he was teasing your nipples with his tongue and pacing his thrusts, so the more intense he got the faster his thrusts would get.

“You look stunning like this,” Peter said as he pulled you in closer for a kiss. You felt like you were on cloud nine, with the two of them just having their way with you and you not being able to do anything but take it.

“You’re being such a good girl, you deserve a reward, no?” Peter asked and you just nod your head as drool starting to form at the edge of your lip. Soon enough, Peter quickened his pace to that of Miguel’s. Now they were both pounding into you. Nothing but moans, groans and grunts could be heard in your tiny little apartment.

“Fuck. Te gusta ser follada así, ¿eh?“ Miguel grunted into your ear. “Chicas cachondas como tú amas ser follada por dos hombres eh?” You responded with nothing but a moan. “Respóndeme muñeca.” He said as his fangs grazed your now sensitive neck. “Y…yes I like being fucked by the two of you…” you breathed out.

“You’re torturing the poor girl, Miguel,” Peter chucked.

You felt something rise in your belly, you were getting close.

“M’ gonna cum…” you said with a whisper

“Hmm? What’s that darling” Peter asked

“M’ gonna…fuck…I’m…cu…” you didn’t get to finish speaking before you came gushing all over the both of them. Wetness dripping down your thighs and onto the bed.

The men both pause for a second

“Would y’a look at that…” Peter groaned “Never took you for a squirter,”

You were gone at that point, eyes rolled back, legs given up, and arms wrapped around Peter’s neck hanging on for dear life.

The men both looked at each other, then nodded. And soon enough they starting thrusting again, this time, much more synchronized.

“It’s no fun that only you get to have you release, now is it?” Peter whispered into your ear. “We’re not stopping until we fuck you full love, okay?”

And that is exactly what they did.

#miguel o’hara fic #miguel o’hara smut #miguel spiderverse #astv miguel #miguel o'hara #miguel ohara #miguel o’hara fanfiction #miguel o’hara x reader #miguel o’hara x you #spider noir x y/n #spider noir smut #spider noir x reader #spider noir x you #spider noir fanfic #spider noir #miguel o’hara x fem!reader #miguel o’hara x black reader #spider noir x black reader

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materialgworlas · 10 months

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Back Up- Spider verse cast x Reader

@jordanahart wifeyyyy what do ya think??

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supesoup · 2 years

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reader + noir's first time

lots of setup, slight warning for choking, size kink, same reader as always, no body description besides reader working out and having a non-zero amount of body fat, tummy bulge, blindfolding, couch sex, afab receiving oral at the end

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you stilled the punching bag you were using a few seconds ago, realizing how late it had gotten after sparing a quick glance towards the small digital clock you'd propped up on the bench in the almost empty gym.

grabbing your duffel bag and stuffing the clock back into it, you made your way over to the showers, letting your hair down and slowly shrugging off your jacket on the way there. you rolled your shoulders, letting the soreness wash over you as you tried to suppress a yawn, having overworked yourself a bit.

the rush of the water made your eyes open up a little more as you got your soap and washcloth out, setting the change of clothes you'd brought down underneath your gym bag.

after a very quick (nearly 45 minute) shower, you were ready to clock out. you watched the light from the sunset hitting the wall as you changed into your regular clothes. you let out a small sigh upon feeling the cool fabric of your sweatpants and the loose cropped t-shirt against your skin, deciding to forgo anything over than just a thong underneath everything. you'd change once you got back to your apartment.

a notification lit up your phone screen shortly after you texted your coworkers that you were leaving.

Ashley: Hi! Since you're still here, could you print out the settlement report from earlier this week and bring it up to my office? It should only be a few minutes!

you rolled your shoulders again, cracking your neck and finishing the bottle of water you'd brought with you. you tossed it back into your bag before making your way back to your office with your keys, and then over to the elevator with the office door locked and the paper you'd been asked for in your hand.

as you made your way over to ashley's office, you saw the buster beaver plushie you'd brought for noir sitting on the desk in his suite. you continued walking with a tired smile on your face, knocking a few times on ashley's door before coming in and setting the paper down on her desk.

after some sufficiently awkward small talk and ashley enthusiastically thanking you for the favor, you walked back out, only to feel a heavy hand hitting your shoulder as you were making your way back to the elevator.

you flinched and looked up over your shoulder, expecting to see homelander's lecherous grin or maeve's tired staring only to find noir holding two cups of coffee in his other arm. you looked back up at him slightly confused, realizing what he meant when he nudged your arm with one of the cups.

"oh, thanks," you said, grabbing it and turning to leave before being ushered into his suite and onto a nearby couch. noir shut and locked the door, pointing at the cup and then at the lower part of his mask, likely to assure you that you weren't about to get murdered, you thought.

"i know you don't speak but can you at least write down why i'm-" before being cut off by him pushing the brim of the cup against your mouth and getting a laptop out.

you continued to sip at the coffee, smiling slightly when you realized it was hot but just cool enough to drink without burning yourself.

eventually, the opening scroll of a new hope showed up on the screen as noir set the computer down on the table and sat next to you on the couch.

a few minutes had passed when you felt his hand pushing against the side of your face. dumbfounded, you let him turn you away before you heard him begin to drink from the cup he'd gotten for himself.

"you can just type it next time, i don't mind you pausing the movie for a few seconds," you said with a smile, waiting for him to nudge you back towards the screen.

around half of the movie had passed before you looked back through the window to find that it had started to get dark out, glancing towards noir only to find him turning to face you as well before grabbing the laptop.

'that outfit looks really nice on you :-)' was typed into a search bar on a newly opened tab.

"thanks, i was just about to go home before you shoved me in here to watch star wars with you," you said, awkwardly laughing before looking back over at him.

'are you done with the coffee?'

"uh, almost," before you quickly finished it and got up to toss it into a nearby trashcan.

you noticed he wasn't looking at your face, but rather at your hips as you made your way back over to him.

"what is it?" you asked, watching as he slowly brought his hand up towards your hip, looking up at you for permission.

"i don't really know what you're asking, but i'll tell you if i want you to stop later on," you said cautiously, gently bringing his hand towards your skin.

you watched as he ran a thumb over the strap of your thong that was peeking over your waistband. noir moved his hand up to your waist and brought you back towards the couch before slowly moving you onto his lap and reaching over to your gym bag. he took one of your spare shirts and folded it a few times, holding it up to your eyes and looking at you for permission again.

"s-sure," you stuttered, calmed slightly by the feeling of his thighs encasing your legs as he leaned back.

noir tied the makeshift blindfold around your head before you heard him pull his mask up. he laid a hand over the back of your neck, gently bringing you down to meet his lips.

you squeaked a bit in surprise before relaxing into the kiss, heart rate picking up when noir's hips bucked slightly at the sound. his hand came around to your front, tracing up your chest and gently grabbing your neck, pulling you closer against him and moaning slightly when you began to lick at his lips.

noir opened his mouth for you as you grabbed at his shoulders to brace yourself, letting you feel him, his arms, his mouth, the rest of him as he hurriedly shoved his codpiece off and started to grind against you.

you fitted yourself over the bulge in his pants, grinding back against him and listening as he let out more moans and brought both his hands down to push your hips against his.

the nearly bruising grip he had on the fat of your hips made you shiver, neck straining a bit as you tried to keep your mouth on his. the height difference was affecting you even as you were laid on top of him.

he took his gloves off, pushing your pants over your hips and beginning to rub at your clit through the fabric of your panties. noir moved his mouth off yours to place kisses on your forehead as you shook, feeling sensitive from how sore you already were.

"tired," you said, slightly whiny as you tried to make your brain come up with a sentence to convey why you couldn't move.

it seemed to work as noir kissed you again, slowly flipping the two of you over and pushing your knees against your shoulders before continuing to rub at your clit, eventually moving your thong over to grind his palm against it while he slid two fingers into you.

you mewled again, feeling noir throbbing against your thigh where he was grinding against it along with another poorly restrained moan into your ear. you started tearing up with how sensitive you were getting, about to whine again when noir licked into your mouth, swallowing your noises as he added another finger.

this continued for a few minutes before you pulled away from noir, pushing your face into his neck as you tried to tell him you were close. you were only able to get a whimper out before you bit down on noir's neck and came around his fingers.

noir let another noise out, somewhere between a moan and a sob as he felt you sinking your teeth into his neck, slowing his hips against your thigh as he felt himself almost cum in his pants from feeling you.

he wrapped his hand around your throat again, listening as your breath hitched while he felt you pulse around his fingers again before pulling them out and dragging one of your hands down to his cock. noir ground you against himself for a bit before he felt you wrap your fingers around him through his pants, breath hitching in his throat now.

you reached up to his waistband, quickly pulling it down and stroking him as you listened to him gasping against your temple. his hands began to leave scratches from his hard his nails were digging into your skin when he felt you guide him to your entrance, uttering a small 'please' before he slid in.

noir's thighs were shaking as he tried to stop himself from cumming immediately, slowing down and angling himself while trying to find your g-spot.

you eventually let out a gasp and squeezed around him, grinding your clit against the trimmed patch of hair at the base of noir's cock while he stretched you out.

noir leaned down to kiss your forehead, moaning for the upteenth time at the feeling of your cunt milking him before he drew himself out and slammed back in, making sure to grind against you in the way he was figuring you liked.

when you gave him a mewl back, he had his answer, slamming back into you and starting with a steady pace.

noir's eyes flickered down to your tummy, where he could see his cock bulging out a bit through your skin. he bit his lip, suppressing a whimper as he brought your hand down to press against it, being able to feel you palming at his cock through your skin.

he started slamming into you faster, making sure to keep grinding against you and eventually just keeping a forearm between your waist and the couch, forcing your back to arch as noir pounded you.

you began to feel his thighs quivering again from where they were bracketing your waist.

you surprised yourself when your legs quickly wrapped around his back, almost as if on their own, when he ground against you a final time as you came around him, keeping his cock in a vice grip as you sobbed into his neck, leaving scratches on his waist from where your hands were gripping him.

noir let himself keep moving until you were overstimulated before forcing your legs back into a mating press and bringing his thighs in closer around you before starting to thrust again, feeling himself get closer and closer to cumming.

it was only when you brought one of his hands up towards your neck and let out a soft 'earving-' that he slammed into you and yanked your hand up to his mouth so he could muffle his noises with your fingers as his cum streamed into you, leaking onto the couch.

noir kept throbbing and grinding through it, tossing his head back and mewling as he grabbed at your waist, putting some of his weight against you before he pressed against his cock through your stomach and slowed his thrusts. he panted as he kept moving, overstimulating himself a little while he kept on cumming. noir's face flushed when he felt his own cum staining the sliver of his hips that was exposed from where you'd pulled his waistband down earlier.

noir was brought back to reality with one of your whines, feeling your hips moving against him. he was still hard. he looked outside, seeing that the sky was pitch black and dotted with stars. it had gotten late.

he pulled out, pushing his fingers into your mouth when you moaned after feeling the lack of fullness before he knelt down and sucked your clit into his mouth.

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Later

Black Noir x GN!Reader

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Word Count: 1.7k

Warnings: 18+ (minors DNI) tiny size kink, unprotected vaginal sex, rough sex, almost a “caught in the act” situation, brief mention of knives

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A/N: nobody look at me I’m going through a phase.

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It began the first night you met, his attraction for you. He found you interesting, mesmerizing, your presence making his focus falter. You were new and foreign to him and everyone else in that room. As soon as you walked in, his attention turned to you. It was the middle of a meeting, too, a setting he’s quite attuned to. It’s shocking you were able to pull him away just by being you.

As for the others, they could tell he was distracted. Black Noir never spoke but for some reason, they could tell his focus was elsewhere, too. For the rest of their meeting, he couldn’t seem to get his head out of the gutter. All he could think about was finding you, figuring out who you were, and getting to know what you liked. Besides, the meeting was getting boring anyway. As soon as it was over, he shot up from his seat, intent on finding you. He wasn’t sure what he’d do when he found you, maybe just observe you, detail you. He wasn’t expecting this, though. At least not right away.

You weren’t immune to Noir’s interest; you felt it when you were in that room, too. When you left, you thought about him, wondered how often you’d see him. You were a new assistant, after all, so you were hoping your chances were good. They were better than you realized.

“Noir…” you sighed, fingernails scraping along his shoulders.

He grunts, reaching up and grabbing hold of your wrists. Your fingertips knocked the knives on the upper part of his suit, the ones at the top of his back. With intense force he slams your hands above your head; he doesn’t want you touching them.

It’d become a regular occurrence, the two of you seeing each other. It wasn’t anything besides sex, that’s what you told yourself. But it was becoming addictive. And he was becoming possessive.

“Oh,” you gasp out, feeling his body weight press into you.

He’s holding you down, his right hand grabbing you as he maneuvers to hold both your wrists with his left. Gloved fingers dig into your hip, Noir’s pelvis slapping down onto your own. The only part of his armor he ever removed around you was the piece around his groin; he didn’t want to hurt you. But other than that, he kept everything on. He didn’t want you to see a single part of him, not even the part currently plummeting into your core.

“Holy, fuck - ”

The first time he took you was against the interior door of his home, his suite in Vought’s tower. It was after that first meeting; he found you about five minutes later. You hadn’t wandered far and even if you had, it would have been easy for him to find you.

You can hear his rough groans beside your ear as he leans down, pressing his face into the crook of your neck. His breaths are ragged, his movements firm and full of strength. You used to be able to count on one hand how many times the two of you collided, the occurrence happening every so often after the first. But now, you can’t keep track at all. When you were with him, you felt lighter than air, like your body could float away if he wasn’t there to pin you down. And Jesus, did he pin you down. Noir always used his strength and size against you, and to say the least, it couldn’t be any fucking hotter.

Suddenly, he leans back, lifting himself from you. His mask is dark, just like the room, but you can still see his eyes; or at least, where they’re supposed to be, where they are underneath his mask. He’s still pinning your hands down, feeling your legs wrap around his waist as he moves. His hips snap into you sharply, repeatedly, his heart pounding when he hears your audible gasp.

“Fuck,” your eyes roll back in your head, feeling a powerful wave of euphoria overcome you.

When he sees your reaction, his grip on you tightens, knowing how much you love it. Something overcame him after he’d been inside you so many times, his passion and strength overwhelming his body. At first he saw shock, maybe even fear in your eyes when he restrained you. But you were safe with him, always safe. Inside, Noir was a gentle soul, maybe even a little shy. That’s why your immediate attraction surprised him. He wasn’t sure what he intended to do when he first found you, but he’s glad that you decided to make the first move.

Quickly, the hand he has on your hip flies to the underside of your thigh, bending your leg and pushing it back against your chest. He loves to see you stretch for him, fucking lives to hear and feel you react to him.

“Oh my god, baby, p - please don’t stop, ugh.”

Baby, a name far too sweet for him. But he likes the sound of it when it comes from you.

He groans when you speak to him, moan for him, it’s so much better that way. He loves it when you’re vocal, evidenced by his grip tightening on your wrists and thigh, the thickness of him pulsing inside. He’s piercing something deep, and you honestly feel like you’re on an entirely different existential plane. You’ve never had sex this good before, not in your entire life. Does he feel the same?

“M-mm,” he suddenly grunts, a harsh, punched-out sound. He doesn’t make many loud sounds, but that one, that one tells you he’s close.

“Noir?” Maeve suddenly yells, pounding on his exterior door.

He whips his head around, the rest of his body still going full bore. What he hears next isn’t Maeve, though, it’s you. Your shrill cries worry him now that his teammate is right outside his door. Abruptly, he pulls out, hearing your exhausted sigh. Noir’s hand then slaps down over your mouth, quieting your moans.

“Mm…” you mumble timidly beneath his hand, feeling his capable muscles begin to move your bliss-filled body.

Noir steps back off the bed, pulling you with him by your hips. He flips you onto your stomach, bending you over the side while his chest continues to release his heavy breaths. His hand leaves briefly as he moves you into this new position, quickly returning to your hip when you’re where he wants. Now if he needs to silence you, he’ll be able to do it while he’s inside you.

“Noir!” Maeve shouts, pounding on the door again.

And then… silence. Maybe she went away?

He decides to take the chance. Without missing a beat, Noir slides back in, hands cementing to your hips as he resumes his previous pace. He’s pounding into you, and with what strength you have left, you move, too. You can hear his low growl when you bounce back against him, the hand on your hip sliding down to grip the fat of your ass. You were naked for him, your body exposed completely. He liked it that way; seeing your entire body made his tense.

“I can hear you in there!” Maeve’s shrill yell makes you jump, releasing a small squeal.

Forcefully, Noir shoves your face down into the sheets, his hand on the back of your head as he presses you into the bed. With the way he’s moving, you’re not going to last long, and neither is he. But he has to go soon, you both know it, so he needs to finish this.

“What are you doing? You’re going to be late!”

It’s not like him to be late; he’s always on time, always reliable, especially to Homelander. He’ll know something is up if Black Noir isn’t in his seat soon. They’re going to find out, fuck. Nobody knows about the two of you, and nobody should. You both want to keep it that way, he wants to keep it that way. It’s for your own good; he wants to keep you safe from them. They’d without a doubt ruin this if they ever got the chance to. He might never see you again if they got to you.

With another few firm snaps of his hips, he’s groaning behind you, his body tensing as his head slowly tilts down. The hand on your head slides down to the back of your neck, now not as tight as before. His ragged breaths are just barely audible to you, only because he’s so close. Noir’s hand continues to move, slowly gliding over your back. He didn’t used to do things like this, he used to always be rough with you, and you were fine with that. But now, after he’s done, he still clings to you. His hips still roll gently into you, his palms roam over you, petting at you. It’s almost like he’s saying thank you, like he’s telling you without words that he enjoys you.

You’re breathing heavily, slightly disappointed in all honesty. You didn’t get to finish and more often than not, Noir did that for you. Regardless, you enjoyed it, you always enjoyed him.

Placing his palms on either one of your cheeks, he slowly pulls out, releasing a low breath. And you sigh when he does it, finally able to keep yourself quiet. It makes him happy to hear your relaxed and steady breaths, your body completely laid out and resting on his bed.

Like his attire, Noir’s interior design was entirely dark, made mostly of deep grays and blacks. It looks modern and sleek, and you were always comfortable here. It was tidy and neat and always smelled fresh. He kept his space nice, whether he knew you were coming over or not. Oftentimes, your encounters were a surprise to you both. But ever since the first one, you were impressed with his cleanliness.

When he moves away from you, you begin to lift yourself from the bed. But then, he walks beside you, pulling out one of the drawers in his nightstand. A pen and notepad are what he grabs, quickly scribbling something down and tossing it before you on the bed. Noir then walks past you, his hand landing on your back and trailing gently along its dip, then the curve of your backside, before leaving the room. A minute passes and you can hear him open his front door, closing it shortly thereafter. Grinning, you stare at the paper, wondering if he wants you to just stay until he comes back. You probably will, the one word prompting another encounter for the two of you.

Later.

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