“Hey—hey!” Homelander snapped,giving you a small, harsh pat on the face from the sudden movement you had made to grab the sweet from his palm.

Chocolate.

He knew it was a little harder for you to control your actions, considering you had a symbiote bonded with you, practically almost one with it at this point.

“We’ve talked about this,” he mumbled, dipping his head to look through his brow. Those blue eyes of his had something in mind, a little sinister, but just enough for it to be fun.

“Do that again, and you won’t like it what happens next, alright?” He muttered, ominous yet coated with a false sense of affection. He neared closer, tearing the package of chocolate open with his mouth.

He spit the little piece of plastic out, and rolled down the packaging just enough for the candy to poke out at the top.

“This is what you wanted, right?” He asked, lips pressing into a line as he looked at the sweet, then up at you. His supe suit made subtle noises as he moved his hand up, pressing the chocolate to your lips.

“Open,” he gently commanded, the cold piece of candy parting your lips with a forced wiggle through, touching your front teeth.

The blonde parted his open mouth, coaching you to do the same as if a parent were to feed their child food. His eyes were on your lips, waiting for you copy his movements.