[M4F] The Super Heroine and her stay-at-home boyfriend

Some would say you had a pretty thankless job. Despite the waves of supporters in the streets and countless fan pages, you still had to live a double life every day. The friends you got coffee with every day had no idea you were taking projectile cars to the face on a daily basis. The beat cop that patrolled your neighbourhood had no idea how many criminals you personally dragged to jail every week. The mask protected the people you loved but denied you the ability to be entirely honest with them. Being a hero meant keeping more secrets than some of the villains you faced every day.

Honestly? It could get very, very tiring. It could even get lonely. Today you simply sat atop one of the usual high rises for your usual cool down period. Your hair was filled with smoke residue, your suit was dirtied and slightly battered. Your muscles ached, hands cramped, it was another long day. Countless people survived the day because of you, but they still only knew you with the mask on. Slowly, gradually, you heaved yourself up and made your way home.

You landed on the balcony, slid open your door and were immediately greeted with the scent of burning. An all too familiar scent. It made you tense up, it made your brain go into a state of alertness. You were gearing up to evacuate an entire apartment building from a fire and then.... your own boyfriend emerged from behind the kitchen counter. Mittens on his hands, coughing and waving the smoke away from his face. He looked at you with teary eyes. Partly out of sadness, mostly because the smoke was stinging his eyes.

"Hey babe.... I burnt the garlic bread.... sorry...." He admitted as he wiped his eyes. He approached you and slid his glasses back on. Blinking a few times to see you properly. He seemed momentarily concerned, then a tender smile laid over his face as he gently lifted the mask from your face.

"Hello you," he said before laying a gentle kiss upon your cheek. "One of those days huh? Get undressed, put the suit in the laundry, I ran you a bath already. Thankfully I haven't burnt the pasta."

**Writer's Notes**

Hello all! Today I offer a slightly lower key plot suggestion even with the fantasy elements. I, like any common **man** would see a generally powerful woman and have an instinctive need to worship. Sexually, physically and emotionally. So, today I offer the plot of a super heroine finding comfort in her stay at home.... boyfriend? Husband? Up for discussion.

I see my character as the type who'd not only take the secret of your actual identity to his grave, but is generally supportive of your heroine life. He actually enjoys having a partner that serves the greater good and could easily crush him in seconds. He's endlessly loyal, likely taught himself on how to be of service if you ever rarely needed him in a life or death scenario. I see him as the gentle nerd, sweet academic type. Maybe a few secretive combative abilities or even very tech savy in the support, eyes in the sky sort of way. Possibly taking care of your suit and equipment. But, significantly, he's also one of the few humans that could actually keep up with such a woman in bed.

A main part of the smut for this wholesome slice of life story that I'd like to adress are abilities. Who your heroine is, what she fights for, how she's styled and what her abilities actually are are totally up to you. Regardless of whatever I hinted in the set up, you have absolute free reign to create her as you wish. What I would like to mention, however, is the eagerness to see those powers somehow involved in the bedroom. If this means super strength, flight, mind based powers, I'm very open to the specifcs and very eager to see how it works out for us.

Some things you'd likely want to know about me before reaching out:

- I am 22 and only RP with people 20+

- I can write in first or third person and will match your length

- I prefer discord

- I prefer illustrated references or just descriptions

- I don't play women in sexual scenarios and will rarely play feminine men

- my limits are shit, sexual gore, diapers, food play, fisting, smegma, extreme musk and the like. Some of my kinks are power play, aftercare, affection, hate fucks, confined areas, public, breeding and pregnancy risk, spanking, collars, bondage, light knife play, scratching and there's definitely more!