After Hours

Endeavor had been examining you for months, testing to see if you'd run from him, from his touch. Only a few times had you shied away from him, perhaps just surprised that he was touching you at all, or maybe even scared. He was twice your size, he expected you to be a little afraid. But now he had a sense that you wanted him, wanted his touch, and he wanted to give it to you. For months he had been lusting over you, desperate to deepen his touch on your skin, to learn what you felt like underneath your hero costume.

And now he had you alone, after hours.