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When the world becomes too much for a man who can hear it all, Homelander need only listen for one thing to bring him peace; you. On one particularly grating publicity march through downtown, he hones his super hearing in on you, listening for that peace you never fail to bring him, only to realize he's listening to you getting off. Without him. Naturally, he must remedy this immediately.
"I heard you," he says, walking around to the head of the bed, pulling off his ink-stained glove. "I listened for you, and I could hear you fucking yourself," he says, coming to stand next to you. He reaches out to thumb at your lips, cupping your chin. "How was I supposed to stay out there smilin' for a crowd of mindless sycophants while you were moaning in my ear?"
You give his thumb a sweet kiss. "I'm not going to apologize if it means I get you to myself."