Car ride

The view from Homelander's penthouse was breathtaking: the lights of New York sparkled like fallen stars on earth, while the city's noise faded into a soothing background. After a long day at work, he finally felt ready to indulge in a moment of tranquility.

Sitting on the terrace, Homelander savored the cool evening breeze. The skyscrapers towered majestically around him, but at that moment, they seemed merely a backdrop to his serenity. The city pulsed with life, yet he felt like he was in an oasis of calm, far removed from the daily hustle.

As the wind grew cooler, Homelander decided to go inside. The penthouse was a sanctuary of tranquility, with walls adorned with artwork and soft lighting that created a cozy atmosphere. He lay down on his Simmons mattress, wrapped in a light blanket, as the sounds of the city faded further away. With a light heart and a serene mind, Homelander drifted off to sleep, enjoying a night of peace amid the metropolitan chaos. He dreamed of future adventures while the lights of New York continued to shine, silent witnesses to his serenity.

Dawn light filtered gently through the large windows of the penthouse, painting the floor with golden hues. Homelander slowly awoke, the sounds of the city coming back to life outside serving as a gentle call. The first rays of sunshine illuminated his face, bringing with them a sense of rebirth and possibility. He got out of bed, still wrapped in the light blanket, and approached the window. The view was spectacular: the sky was tinged with pink and orange, while the silhouettes of the skyscrapers stood out against the enchanting panorama.

Homelander took a deep breath, savoring the fresh morning air mingled with the aroma of coffee wafting from the kitchen. He decided to make himself a cup to accompany his awakening. As the rich aroma spread, he felt grateful for this moment of calm before the frenzy of the day began.

Returning to the terrace with coffee in hand, he sat down, enjoying the view that transformed with the advancing day. The streets below began to fill with people and cars, but for him, that moment was a refuge of tranquility. Homelander felt inspired, ready to face the day ahead with renewed energy. With the sun rising high in the sky, he realized he no longer had much time for himself.

Back in the penthouse, Homelander decided it was time to prepare for the day. He went to the bathroom to freshen up before heading to the bedroom to put on his costume.

Once dressed, he prepared to make an important call. Searching for the house phone, he found it minutes later in his study. Exhaling one last sigh to relax, he took a final look at the "CALL" button on his phone before confirming, initiating the call.

Moments later, Homelander heard the beep from the phone. The wait was not long. Seconds into the call, he received a response from the other end. It was Madelyn, the woman he had blackmailed the day before for news about his son.

**(On the phone)**

"Madelyn, I'll be in your office in 15 minutes. I expect to find you ready for our little trip to find my son," Homelander said in a serious and commanding voice.

"Yes, I'll be here waiting for you, Homelander," Madelyn replied, fully aware that refusing him was not an option.

Minutes later, Homelander entered Madelyn's office.

"Madelyn, I'm here," he announced, entering the office without bothering to check if anyone else was present.

"Homelander! You're here. I'm ready; just give me a moment to let Ashley know about our departure," Madelyn replied eagerly.

Thirty minutes later, Homelander and Madelyn were in a company car heading to the location where Vought had hidden Ryan and Becca.

Glancing at Madelyn sitting beside him, Homelander decided to clarify a few things to make the trip less tedious, especially since he hadn't taken a car in at least five years, finding it too slow for his taste.

"Madelyn, I would like to clarify a few things between us," he said, giving her a mischievous look.

"Sure, Homelander. What exactly are we talking about?" Madelyn asked, avoiding eye contact.

"Oh no, no, no. Look me in the eyes, Madelyn," he insisted, gripping her chin between his fingers to redirect her gaze toward him.

Madelyn, unable to resist, was forced to meet his gaze. His eyes, filled with malice and fury, sent shivers down her spine. She tried to remain calm and muster strength, concealing her fear.

Having captured Madelyn's full attention, Homelander continued.

"You know, Madelyn, I've liked you for years. But I know you don't feel the same way. Your actions and your heartbeat tell me that all you feel for me is fear and a bit of disgust. I know it, and yet I've always let you manipulate me. Do you know why?" he asked, exhaling a sigh at the end of his words while maintaining a strange, mischievous smile.

"N-no. Homelander, I don't. I thought we..." Madelyn attempted to explain before being abruptly interrupted by his fingers, which were now sensually placed on her ruby-colored lips.

"I know, I know. You thought we were intimate. The truth is, I always made you believe that. Do you know why? Because I was afraid of losing you like I had always lost the things I cared about before. But now... from now on, I've decided to take everything I like. I won't be stopped by fear anymore," he whispered, leaning closer to her ear.

Homelander decided it was the perfect moment to enact his plan. Returning to look Madelyn in the eyes, he brought his lips to hers, sealing the conversation with a passionate kiss that took her breath away.

His actions lingered for a moment, then with conviction in his eyes, he took her hand and guided it to his groin. After completing this action, without breaking eye contact, Homelander commanded in an irresistible voice: "You know what you need to do. Get to work."

Taking a handful of Madelyn's hair in his powerful fist, he pushed her lips toward him. She unzipped his pants and pulled out his hard cock. Madelyn looked at it with a mix of desire and fear in her eyes and bent down to take it in her mouth. She wrapped her lips around his shaft and began to suck, her tongue swirling around the head. Homelander groaned loudly, his hands tangled in her hair as she took him deeper and deeper.

But Homelander wasn't satisfied with just a blowjob. He wanted more. He stood up and pulled off her skirt, revealing her naked body. Homelander's eyes widened as he took in her curves, his cock throbbing with desire.

Madelyn straddled him, her pussy hovering over his cock. She looked into his eyes, and he saw the desire burning within her. She lowered herself onto him, taking him deep inside her. Homelander moaned loudly, his hands gripping her hips as she began to ride him.

Madelyn leaned back, her hands braced on Homelander's knees as she rode him. He watched as her breasts bounced with each thrust, her nipples hard and erect. He reached up and pinched them, and Madelyn moaned loudly, her body trembling with pleasure.

Homelander couldn't take it any longer. He grabbed Madelyn's hips and thrust up into her, his cock hitting her G-spot with each stroke. Madelyn moaned loudly, her body trembling as she reached her climax. Homelander felt her pussy clench around him, and he couldn't hold back any longer. He came hard, filling her pussy with his seed.

Madelyn collapsed onto Homelander, her body spent. He wrapped his arms around her, holding her close as they caught their breath. They looked out of the window, watching as the landscape whizzed past. Homelander smiled, his heart filled with contentment.

And as they drove on, the car humming along the road, Homelander started thinking of to arrange his first encounter with Becca and Ryan.