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I don't know if he's flying recklessly on purpose, but we've only been in the air five minutes and I've already had to choke down bile three times. Who would've thought alcohol and being treated like a human shake weight wouldn't mix? I've got an iron grip around his neck to help with the apparent wind turbulence we're experiencing but nothing is working. Butch grunts and jostles me in his arms again.

I tighten my grip even more than I thought possible. "Damnit Butch, shake me one more time I'm vomiting on you, me, and all the poor fuckers below us!"

"It's not my fault you wanted to sweat your ass off at the party! Your thighs and back are slippery as shit. I'm trying not to drop your drunk ass!" He bellows back over the wind.

"Funny how you're complaining when I wanted to fly MY-FUCKING-SELF!"

Butch's head snaps towards me glowering. "Just shut the fuck up and tell me where your apartment is."

I smile smugly to myself happy that I won this argument. "Further on the east side of campus. White building, third floor, and I leave my balcony door unlocked."

He shook his head in disapproval. "You shouldn't leave your door unlocked. What if someone attacks you?"

"If someone wants to attack a Powerpuff Girl a locked door won't stop them," I scoff. "Besides, I can handle myself. Superpowers, remember?"
We approach the balcony of my apartment building a few moments later. "You can still buy AX on the black market. Just don't let your pride make you easy to take down, alright?"

Butch gently puts me down in my patio chair and begins to open the balcony door. "I'm going in first to make sure it's safe."

I leap to my feet and force myself to ignore the swirling in my head and stomach. It's my place damn it! Who made him super save a ho all of a sudden? "I don't need you to protect me, dipshit." I try to shove past him inside but he blocks my path.

"Stop being such a stubborn bitch, you can't even fucking stand up straight let alone fight right now." He crosses his arms challenging me. No way in hell was I losing this one.

I clench my fists at my sides. "Butch. Move."

"What's the password?" He chirps.

"Eat a dick and get out my way."

"Close, but no. Try again." He's enjoying this way too much. I can feel my blood boiling.

"Butch, I'm not fucking kidding. Get out of my way," I snarl through grit teeth.

Butch braces his arms against the door frame and leans inches away from my face. I'm not backing down. "Is this the part where you want me to say 'make me?'"

I snap. With a low growl, I shoulder all of my body weight into Butch's chest and we fall barreling through the door. Naturally, Butch was anticipating this and caught me in his arms as we fell into the bedroom together. I land with my forearms on either side of his head straddling his waist.

"I love this trope," he says and begins to caress my thighs.

"Fucking gross," I start to lift off of him but he quickly wraps his arms around my waist keeping me in place.

"Wait," he says gazing up at me. "Let me look at you."

I lock eyes with Butch and I feel vulnerable. His heated stare takes me back to how I felt when we danced together at the party. That carefree undeniable chemistry that allowed me to let go of all of this year's pent up stress. It's exhausting being super-something all the damn time. How many other ways can Butch help me let go? I pursed my lips and flushed at the involuntary thought. I hoped the darkness of the bedroom would keep him from noticing, but Butch always knew.

"Whatcha thinkin' bout Butters?" He drawled while his hands dragged up and down my back, hips, and thighs. Had he been doing that the whole time?

What am I thinking about? I'm amazed if I'm thinking at all at this point. Everything slows and feels like a haze. Fuck, he's intoxicating. That delicious scent is flooding my head and I just keep inhaling him deeper. His hands feel nice against my skin. How nice would it be if he had access to more of it? I reach up to run my hands through his hair again. It slides through my fingers with ease. He does have really nice hair. And nice eyes. And nice lips. I involuntarily lick my own. Have our faces always been this close?

"Buttercup." It wasn't a question. It was a declaration. Just as we relied on each other to always be a good fight when needed, this, was no different. If I needed him this way he would oblige. The "use me" was implied.

I crash my lips against his and he tightens his grip on my thighs pulling me closer to him. And like that, the dance began again. Unlike our fighting, there was no battle for dominance. Our lips moved together in harmony roaming and devouring open skin leaving no location untouched. We grasped and pulled at each other in an attempt to absorb and merge into something only we could create. I pulled at the remaining buttons on his shirt leaving his entire torso exposed and ran my tongue along the entirety of his chest. Butch groans something inaudible yanking my legs into his arms and lifts us both off the bedroom floor.

Butch tosses me on top of my bed and he stares down at me with dark hooded eyes. Butch is breathing heavily and his hair is astray from our ministrations. He stands and leans back at the foot of the bed, letting his shirt fall from his shoulders onto the carpet below. A light sheen of sweat adorns his skin making his tattoos shine and his silver necklace catches in the moonlight from the balcony door. Butch removes his belt and tosses the offensive accessory somewhere in the room behind him. I'm all but panting at the sight of him.

"I always know when you need me, Butters," and like lightning, we're connected again.

I peel my shirt off my body as Butch makes quick work of my bra with his lips never leaving mine. The chill of the room hits my exposed nipples for half a moment before Butch engulfs both mounds in his large hands. I let out a whimper as he twists and rolls each peak between his fingers. Breaking our kiss, he lets his mouth travel down my neck and across my chest before sucking my hardened nipple between his teeth and I nearly lift off the bed before he steadies me. He switches sides allowing one hand to continue fondling the neglected breast while the other began to undo the buttons on my shorts.

I lean up and push him back on his heels as I move to undo the buttons of his pants. He helps me push them down his legs and I don't hesitate to grasp him through his boxers. Butch groans jolting forward and I smirk knowing I have this effect on him too. Emboldened by his actions I flip him onto his back and quickly remove his boxers letting his member spring free. I can see where his ego comes from. Little Butch wasn't so little after all.

I eased forward to plant a kiss on his lips that he readily received. I let my fingers lazily trace down his body until I wrapped my hand at the base of his member and he sucked in a shaky breath. Fuck, he looks good like this. I maintained a rhythm as I planted kisses across his body. I let my kisses trail down further and removing my hand licked him from base to tip.

"Fuck," Butch moaned out, getting a grip on the comforter below him.

I locked eyes with him and winked before slowly taking the entirety of him in my mouth. Butch's eyes rolled to the back of his head as I continued to alternate my rhythm and techniques. Who knew he could be so submissive? I had my hand around his length and had barely touched my mouth to his balls before he leans up and pushes me away by my shoulders.

"Don't take this the wrong way Butters but you've gotta stop," He kisses me quickly then goes to my neck as his hands resume taking off my shorts. "I know you need this more than I do," he whispers.

Butch tosses my discarded shorts behind him and rolls me onto my back again. He leans into me and our lips reconnect before he begins to trail kisses down my body. Passing my underwear he starts to leave mouthy kisses on my inner thighs letting his tongue trail dangerously close to my center but never close enough.

"Are you always such a fucking tease?" I manage to groan out.

Butch chuckles against my thigh and the vibration doesn't help my frustration. "What can I say I'm enjoying myself. I like seeing you in lace."

"I'd prefer if you like seeing me without it," I grumble.

Butch hooks his finger in the waistband of my panties letting it travel down my pelvis to the junction of my heat. "Lucky for you," he stares at me greedily and pulls the fabric to the side. "I am a man of compromise."

He attaches his lips to my center and my hands lock into his hair and bedsheets. I hate how I can feel him smiling against me, but he feels so fucking good. He releases his mouth and replaces it with one finger, then another, then a third before reattaching his mouth to my clit and sucking as he stretches and prepares me for him. The sensation is so overwhelming I have to remind myself to breathe. I grasp my breasts and I can't stop my hips from grinding into his face and hand as I race closer to the edge he's pushing me to. I dared to meet his eyes and the sight nearly sent me over the edge before he abruptly stopped. I made a sound so far from myself in pure desperation I would've been embarrassed if I wasn't already so pissed. I was staring at him in frustration and shock before he suddenly tore my lace panties off my body and pressed his length against my opening.

His face was inches from mine and I fought not to squirm underneath him. "You come on me or you don't come at all," he groaned. "Clean? Pills?"

My body can't stop shaking at the feel of him. "Yes to both. You?"

"Wouldn't be doing this if I wasn't." He locks his eyes with mine and I know he wants this as badly as I do. "Ready?"

I raise my hand to caress his face and he kisses my palm. A sweet gesture but I know where this is going. I secure both arms around his neck. "Rea-Ugh!"

Butch slams into me and sets the rhythm from there. I can feel him smiling at my reaction against my skin and I internally roll my eyes. Cocky son of a bitch. He links the back of my knees with the insides of his elbows and begins to lick and suck my exposed neck. I elicit a low moan and claw my nails deeper into his back each time he sinks into me.

"Do you want to ride?" He pants into my ear.

I want to do anything you want to do just don't stop fucking me, I thought. "Yes please," is what I said.

He releases my legs and flips us over and I can surely feel the size of him at this angle. I'll be damned if I show it though. Not bothering to test the waters, I raise and slam onto him with the same intensity he gave me just moments before. Butch's head snaps back and his hands reach to grab my ass and hips. He looks good like this too. I pick up the pace and he begins to meet me with each thrust below.

"You look so good on top of me, baby," Butch says digging his hands into my hair. "Like a fucking angel."

I let out a noise I can't confidently say was human. I didn't expect to react so strongly to his words, but hearing the words "baby" and "angel" is a rarity on my receiving end. No other man has been able to make me feel like this. Strong but weak, sexy but beautiful. Never have I ever felt so submissive, and liking it. But no other man was Butch, made for me- to destroy me in the best way possible. Each thrust leaves me whimpering for him and I know I'm nearing closer to the end.

Butch holds my hips stopping my movements and begins to lift me. "I'm gonna flip us again then you can come, okay baby?"

I nod drunkenly. Anything to keep feeling this good with him. He flips me over onto my stomach and parts my legs slightly. He slides in slowly and neither of us can hold in our throaty moans from the increased friction. He fills me completely before pressing his chest against my back with one hand around my neck and the other entangling mine. He presses his lips against my temple and begins his strokes long and slow. My body trembles and my head falls forward before he squeezes my neck and snaps it back upright.

He presses his mouth against my ear and sucks at the lobe. "Keep your fucking head up."

I whimper and nod my head rapidly. God, what has he done to me?

Butch begins to increase his pace and it's becoming more difficult to hold on with his tongue tracing hieroglyphs on my neck and shoulders. I kept an iron grip on Butch's hand as an anchor as he turned my state of consciousness inside out with each thrust. Each nerve feels his intensity and listening to his hard grunts and sighs is an overwhelming experience. No one told me it could be this good. That familiar pull begins to reawaken.

"Butch," I barely pant out. "Butch I can't- I, I'm so clo-. Fuck, Please." I'll be embarrassed about how desperate I sound tomorrow.

Butch removes his hand from my around my neck and I have only a second of resting my head against the pillow before he begins to tease at my clit and it snaps up again from the contact. Butch stays relentless in his ministrations and begins to whisper in my ear.

"You're so beautiful like this. Come undone for me, baby. You know I'm the only one who can make you feel like this. You're mine, baby. Come," thrust. "For," thrust. "Me," thrust.

"Butch!" his name falls out of my mouth and my body trembles on autopilot from the intense orgasm he gave me. The sensation shortly after pushes him over the edge and he mumbles my name everywhere he plants light kisses to my exposed skin. He laid crushing me for a few moments and it was far from an unwelcomed feeling. I was still slightly gasping underneath him trying to comprehend everything I was feeling, what just happened, and where to go from here. I finally let go of Butch's hand and allowed him to roll over and rest against the bed. He props himself up with his arm and stares down at me and once again, I feel vulnerable. I didn't know if he wanted to leave, stay, or just how he was feeling about what just happened. I shrink down deeper into the mattress.

"We'll talk about everything else tomorrow okay?" Butch rolls onto his back and opens his arms expectantly. "But for right now just come here."

I slide closer to him and rest my head on his chest and he tucks his arm underneath me. We fall asleep just like that.

I debated on writing the morning after but couldn't commit to that sappy horror show. Hope you all enjoyed this little one shot!