(The next chapter is more of the sexy stuff; this is just a precursor. I like a little background. Yes, there are no names in this. Feel free to think of your favorite superhero/villain pair and insert)
The villain stood in front of the glass doors, his breaths calm and collected. His suit was a bit crinkled and stained from his escapades, but it was worth it. Just beyond the barriers lied a one of the most advanced pieces technology the human race had to offer. Though it was quiet small, the highest paid engineers had manufactured a magnificent torture device- a neurotransmitter scrambler, or NS for short. It sat on a large, metal pedestal, almost begging to be picked up. With the power to utterly destroy the brain of anyone in it’s path, it was the perfect weapon for domination.
But something was wrong.
The villain gently ran a gloved hand across the glass, his fingers tracing nonsensical shapes as he submerged himself in his thoughts. Was it really supposed to be this fast? Was the weapon this easy to snatch from the world, to make it all his? No- there had to be a trap, and he would find out.
Manifesting an energy shield from thin air, he held it in front of his face, and curiously pushed against the door. He had a gas filter attached to his costume’s mask, which he knew was capable of saving him from toxins in the air. Still, he never knew what would shoot out of the room.
Nothing.
The villain slowly crept forward, a smile spreading across his face as he pushed the glass further away. The NS seemed much more beautiful to him in real life- it’s metal sleeker and than he had expected, and buttons shinier than he had realized. It was a work of art, as well as a work of mass destruction.
Just a little closer…
THWACK
The villain teetered from the sudden blow, letting out a gasp as he was slammed against the wall. To his anger, his assailant was a rather young, meddling superhero- and barely so. The child was only eighteen, and still had quite a brash, immature mentality.
The villain narrowed his eyes. “Took you long enough. I wonder what your precious headquarters has to say about that?”
The hero shrugged, and kept the man pressed firmly against the wall. “We’re deep underground. The layers of dirt block tracking signals and make it hard to find you- but then again, maybe it’s because you’re dirt yourself.”
The villain landed a kick in the hero’s thigh, and left a brown footprint on the red costume his enemy wore. The hero gasped from the pain, and tried landing a punch back- only to have his fist intercepted by the much more experienced fighter.
“Are you fighting with skill, or fear?” the villain taunted, twisting the hero’s wrist until he yelled. “You’re hardly an adult, I don’t see why they push you into this business.”
“So-ah- so you don’t go killing people!” the hero retorted as unpleasant sensations coursed through his arm. He then head-butted the villain, and took the advantage of surprise to pin him to the floor again.
“So, fear, then,” the villain remarked, completely unfazed. “Tell me- do you even know was the NS does?”
The villain punched the hero square in the jaw, making the much younger man howl and clutch his face. He then threw a energy shield at him for good measure, stood up, and planted a foot roughly on his body.
(This is a chapter break only bc Reddit doesn’t allow long ones. It’s cut off for a reason :P)
Source: reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/9t67r5/heroic_lust_series_part_one_mm