Disclaimer: I do not own The Boys. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
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Queen Maeve tried not to smile when she saw Starlight, and failed, but managed to turn away from the nearest camera while doing it, and then tell the other girl, "I need a word with you."
"Erm, sure..." Annie replied nervously, then as they started heading towards the elevators she nervously asked, "Wha, what about?"
"You'll see." Maeve smirked, this time getting caught on camera, but she didn't really care.
Annie did. After all, they were in the middle of The Seven Tower, AKA Vought HQ. Maeve's sexual orientation was no secret to Vought, and there were already rumours about her and Starlight, given that their previously hostile relationship had suddenly become very chummy. Of course, Annie would rather that everybody knew about her first ever lesbian relationship over the fact that she was secretly working with The Boys to take down Vought, something which she hadn't even been brave enough to tell Maeve, yet.
Hell, giving discovery could mean her death, she'd rather do interview after interview explaining the fact that she was Maeve's submissive. Her bottom. Her bitch. And Starlight had never cum harder then when Queen Maeve fucked her in the ass, something that poor Annie just couldn't stop thinking about.
It didn't help that Maeve, or Maggie Shaw, as Annie knew her better as, knew where all the cameras were in The Seven Tower, and more importantly where all the blind spots were. Something that the bitch took full advantage of, by squeezing, patting and even slapping Annie's ass at every opportunity since she 'made that ass hers'. Annie blushed as she heard those words in Queen Maeve's voice in her head.
And she couldn't even argue, as it felt like it was true. Even though it could never happen again. Not after last time. Of course, all that was a distraction, so that Annie wouldn't really register where they were going. She was initially worried when they got into the elevator, but then relaxed when they went down instead of up, where the heads of this organization, and worse Homelander, could be found.
Then she got worried again when they reached a subbasement that she didn't even know existed, at which point Annie pushed, "Seriously, where are we?"
"The basement?" Maeve cheeked.
"You know what I mean." Annie grumbled.
There was a brief pause, then Maeve sighed, and explained, "I suppose this is a little sketchy. All right then, if you must know, there is an underground bunker underneath The Seven Tower, designed to withstand a nuke. Officially, it's where someone like me can get patched up, and more importantly where the employees of Vought will be safe if ever things get really bad. Like a Homelander level super villain is rampaging around the city."
"While unofficially, it's somewhere that those running Vought can cower if they ever lose control of Homelander." Annie guessed with a grumble. For better or for worse she knew she was right from the stoic silence of the older woman, and she then had another follow-up guess, and softly asked, "Wait, aren't there cameras down here?"
"Yeah, but not in the bunker." Maeve reassured, turning briefly to the younger girl so she could tell her directly, "Believe me, I thoroughly checked."
Then as Maeve punched in the codes to unlock the door Annie questioned, "So what does Vought think we're doing in here?"
"The truth, that I'm here to have sex with my girlfriend." Maeve said as casually as she could, although she couldn't resist a smile when out of the corner of her eye, she saw the expression on Starlight's pretty little face. Then as the door swung open, she turned to the blonde in question, "What? You seriously didn't know they knew?"
"No... but..." Annie stammered, before shyly asking, "Is that's what I am now? Your girlfriend?"
Which caused Maeve to frown, and question, "I thought we already had this conversation?"
"We did." Annie admitted, before clarifying, as loud as she possibly could, her last few words being a whisper, "Well, you said you wanted me to be yours. You never actually said the G-word. I mean, it was implied, and that's what I assumed you meant, but you're also pretty aggressive... and... and I thought, maybe you just meant that I was, well... your bitch."
"You're that too." Maeve grinned wickedly, closing the distance between them, "But just because you love it."
"I do." Annie admitted softly, before being pulled into the kind of kiss which made her knees go weak.
It was long, deep, and wonderful, but Maeve couldn't help 'ruining it' by then breaking the kiss and whispering into her bitch's ear, "Besides, I wouldn't just fuck any girl in the ass."
Maeve then pulled away, leaving Annie frozen to the spot for a few long seconds, as she thought she was about to die from embarrassment, and then she hissed, "That was one time!"
"It was..." Maeve admitted, walking to the door and then slamming it closed and locking it the second her girl followed her inside, "But not anymore."
Somehow blushing even more than before Annie protested, "I... I told you. We can't. Not after last time."
"Why do you think I bought you to an underground bunker?" Maeve smirked, closing the distance between them, "A sound proof underground bunker?"
"But... but..." Annie stammered weakly, slowly backing away until her back hit the nearest wall, something the older woman took full advantage of by sandwiching her body between that wall and her own.
"Tell me you don't want too?" Maeve growled lustfully, "Tell me that you haven't been thinking about it non-stop since I stretched out your little virgin ass hole for the very first time? That you haven't thought about just how hard you came? And how much? That you haven't missed the feeling of my cock in your ass? Of having me completely and totally owning you?"
"I..." Annie could only say, but what was far more telling, was the way that her eyes were first flickering white, then shining brightly at the vivid picture in her head now.
"Yeah, that's what I thought." Maeve smirked, slowly sliding her hand up and around Annie's thigh to grip her meaty cheeks and squeeze them firmly, while growling lustfully, "So here's what's going to happen... I'm going to get my strap, and then you're going to ride it with this nice, big, fat ass of yours. See, the first time I saw this plump little pillow, made to cushion my thighs as I ram your little shit hole, I've wanted to see you bent over in front of me, and I got that. But I also wanted to see you bouncing up and down, moaning, gasping and whimpering my name, completely unable to keep up that well practiced prim and proper demeanour, because sweet little Starlight just loves my dick in her bottom so fucking bad. Because that's what she is, a bottom. Mmmmmmm, my anal loving lesbian bottom."
Surely, if anyone else tried to talk to Starlight, the strong and powerful persona that Annie January had been working on her entire life to be a strong, independent female superhero, who could be a role model around the world, she would punch them in the face, no matter who they were. But because it was Queen Maeve, she was putty in her hands.
And oh God, her eyes went from flickering to beaming white, and the electronic equipment inside the bunker flickered and buzz dangerously. That was all the response Maeve needed, and with a wicked smile she retrieved her strap-on from it's hiding place, strapped it around her waist and covered it in lube, barely taking her eyes off Annie as she did so.
"You keep that stuff here?" Annie finally quipped weakly.