[M4F] Supervillainess gets herself some hard justice

It’s no secret that sometimes bad girls go for good guys: Talia and Batman, Black Cat and Spider-Man, the list goes on. There’s something about the tension between two good-looking, mysterious people on opposite ends of the moral spectrum that makes it inevitable that one (or both) of them will want to bump uglies.

Femme Fatal is considered one of the most dangerous supervillains in the city – ruthless, cunning, and disarmingly, drop-dead sexy. Whether she’s knocking over a bank or pulling off subtler schemes, Fatal uses every tool at her disposal to accomplish her goals; and what tools they are. It’s the rare man, woman, or otherwise who can resist her charms.

One such rare man is the hero Apex, a super-strong, high-vaulting powerhouse in dark red spandex and a mask. He’s made it his mission to stop Fatale and bring her in once and for all, shrugging off frequent bullets and even more frequent innuendoes. While she has obvious reasons for shooting him (even if it does fuck-all), she has ulterior motives for flirting with him.

A year ago, while field-testing a pair of X-ray goggles to crack a safe, Femme Fatal was interrupted by Apex appearing behind and demanding her surrender. Startled, she turned around – still wearing the goggles, which allowed her to see exactly what Apex was packing. She was so caught off-guard by the sight that the hero almost caught her; it had taken some quick moves to escape him and get back to her hideout, where she locked herself away from her henchmen, turned the music up and almost frigged herself into a coma. Needless to say, she was quite impressed.

Since then, with the image of her naked nemesis burned into her mind, she followed Apex’s exploits in the news with a growing obsession, from his capturing other criminals, to saving civilians from burning buildings, to charity work with underprivileged children. He had quite the annoying habit of doing the right thing, she thought with a sneer. Still, he approached everything he did with a certain passion. She wondered if that really meant everything? Any member of her gang watching her research her archenemy would assume she was devising a plan to take him down – and they would be right, just not in the way they thought.

Lately, Femme Fatal’s less-successful crimes have had only one true purpose: to get Apex in her clutches and, well, fuck him. At first, she was horrified when she realized she was actually lusting after that muscle-headed do-gooder. He was always underfoot, wrecking her best-laid plans! How many henchmen of hers had he put in jail or the hospital? Henchmen don’t exactly come cheap. And yet… she had to admit he was quite the specimen. It would be a nice change of pace if, instead of her gang, she could get him to throw her around for once.

Outside a Senator’s penthouse, Femme Fatal decides to go beyond flirty banter and take matters into her own hands. She is there attempting a clumsy break-in, though she could bypass the silent alarm in her sleep. Right on cue, the Big Red Beefcake shows up. Now, to get what she came for…

Hey gals! Hope you enjoyed this superhero-themed prompt. Basically, the supervillain seduces the hero and they have straight up hate sex. Not exactly the most creative, but you’ll notice I left a lot of room for Femme Fatal’s looks and character to be worked on. You’ll probably also notice the way I described Apex as looking/being a bit like Mr. Incredible (wasn’t intentional, I promise). Maybe Fatal could be super-thick like Elastigirl? Feel free to add your own ideas. Does this sound like something you’d want to explore? Fire off a chat and hit me up!

Kinks: dirty talk, name calling, rough sex, face fucking, facials, spanking, light bondage, clothed sex, anal, creampies/breeding, risky/public sex

Limits: toilet play, extreme violence/blood/snuff, animals

Hope to hear from you soon!