✎ S0E0 ⇢ ˗ˏˋ August 19th 2015
⚠ IMPLIED / INSTIGATED SEXUAL SCENE

| "NEW TEAMMATE"
     People conversated amongst one another while getting situated in the press room at vought. Jotted in their notepads as if time were of the essence. They had done so as they waited for the announcement of the new added member to the Seven. Lights emulated the area, walls were decorated with posters of the Seven.

The short, dirty, dark-blond hair new supe looked at the chatter from behind curtains. He name was Dean. He watched curiously as he focused on each individual, most talking about how the event was going to up their ratings to their respective companies. In his time alone, Ashley had speed walked from behind, tapped him erratically on the shoulder when she made it to his side. "Hey Dean, we need to go over some protocols before you go out there."

He turned around, and had found Ashley with a table in her hand. Her demeanor was reticent, she had spoke only when it is of importance. Her orange hair contrasted her choice of clothing, yet her appearance was attractive in a way. Dean leaned on a nearby pole with his arms folded into eachother. He gave a grin, Ashley had reciprocated back. He lowered his pitch in his voice. "I always have time for a pretty lady," He beckoned at her appearance with a sly touch of his finger tips, along her blouse. "Such as yourself."

Ashley had gotten flustered, she placed a few hair strands behind her ear. Her smile faded as quick as it had came. She then looked back at her tablet, smacked her lips then she spoke at the task at hand. "Okay, so you remember the script that was given to you right?"

He scoffed, full of annoyance. He rolled his eyes as he looked off to the side. "Why do I have to follow a damn script? Can't I just say what I want?" Dean was known as the supe to not follow his leaders, or his peers for that matter.

Ashley smiled, full of relief. She placed a hand on his shoulder, her fingers rubbed the area with more purpose than intended. She strung him along towarded the dressing room. "Oh Dean, Dean, Dean. It's just vought's way of introducing a new team member. You should know this. You're the newly added, we just don't want anything going shit. Homelander also wanted me to tell you a few things before you go."

"Great. What does he want?" He sarcastically responded as he leaned against the wall. She stood near him, grabbed a key from her pocket and unlocked Dean's dressing room. Ashley had him enter first, following in his footsteps after. She then called a few of her co-workers over, and kept the door open for them.

"He just wanted you to know, he'll be out there with you. Madelyn Stillwell speak first, then she will introduce Homelander. Then he will introduce you and you'll both will be presented as the main duo- Uh wait, that's not right." She stammered over her words, her eyes glared at a mistake on her tablet.

Dean glanced at Ashely, as she crossed something out on her tablet. With a tap on the screen, she smiled and looked back at Dean. "You'll be Homelander's co-leader, you will be the main trio. Homelander, Queen Maeve and Rebound, that's you."

He stared at Ashley, a dumbfounded look bestowed upon his face. He shooked his head and ploped in a chair, designated to him. He lets out a forcible laugh. "Really? Rebound Kinda makes me sound like a dick."

Ashley forced out a nervous laugh. Didn't show her fear that was caused by her imagination of what Homelander would have done by Dean's response. She scratched her hair. "Well homelander picked it, said it best suits you...you didn't really have a choice either."

"Of course he would say that." He then had let the makeup and hair artists touch up his appearance. Every now and then he would flirt with the women, he liked to see the reaction he would get from them.

The women around him fixed his dirty dark-blond hair and made certain features pop out from his face. The lightend makeup made his hazel eyes glisten more than ever. Dean was bored out of his mind as he had grown tired of communicating with the women.

Ashley turned on the TV that was broadcasted to Vought international. He saw this and turned his head to watch what was going on.

"...including the jewel in vought's crown, the greatest superhero team; the world's ever seen. The seven. That is our job, our honor. We are vought. We make heroes super."

Dean watched with no ounce of amusement on his face as everyone claped for Stillwell, his team's main manager. She walked on stage after the voice over was completed. Stoped at the mic and leaned in further.

"Thank you, thank you. See! This is what vought is about, protecting the nation. The united States. Our very own born superheros make it possible. But I did not bring you here to just gloat about our beloved supes. We have a very special suprise for you today. So I would like to welcome Homelander to introduce why we are here today. Please give a warm welcome for Homelander!"

Everyone clapped with more vigor, as Dean’s brother had came out from the curtains, Homelander. He waved his hands toward the people and gave Stillwell a hug along with a kiss on her cheek. Dean attitude had turned sour when he saw Homelander on screen. "Ashely can turn it down, I'm tired of that crap." He gestured with his hand.

Ashley got up quickly from her seat and grabbed the remote. "Right away Dean."

The women were done with his appearance soon after, they then all had left the dressing room. Which left only Ashley and Dean in the small room.

He leaned back in his chair, stared at Ashley with a perplexed expression. She shuffled her eyes away from his perplexed stare. "Could you give me the tablet so I can go over the script once more?" Dean said after tearing his gaze away, a smiled hidden from Ashley view.

"Yeah- absolutely." Ashley made her way toward Dean quickly, holding out the tablet in her timid hands.

As he reached he had also grabbed Ashley by her shoulder with his other hand and spoke right next her ear. "Could you go lock the door for me...for us?" She lifted her head enough to make eye contact with Dean and nodded her head. "Good girl." He lazily threw the tablet on the table, that were full of health products.

As Ashely went to go lock the door, Dean loosened his costume and sat with his legs outstretched. Taking the top part off to show his chest. Ashley turned around and kept eye contact with Dean as she advanced to him. When she made it back, she gasped when Dean tugged her by her waist. Which made her sit down on his lap. With her legs going over his. "Dean this isn't really work appropriate. You got to go up in a few minutes." She stated with a trembled voice.

Dean had faked a pout at Ashley. "You wouldn't want me to tell Homelander that you're refusing to work with me. You're my assistant too after all. Not just his." Dean wouldn't actually tell on her. He had grown quite a bond with her for as long he'd known her.

Ashley face falters into fear, she shook her head. "No, no of course not. I'll do whatever you say."

Dean's smiled and placed his other hand on her waist. "Good. I know you been wanting this too. You've been eye fucking me ever since I first meet you...and besides. I can make these few minutes worth your while."

She laughed and tugged at his hair, testing something for her own knowledge. "You sound like a stripper, Dean."

He looked at her face, full of interest. "Well it's a good thing this stripper knows how to have really good sex, like really good-"

"Oh shut up already and fuck me." She interupted. Without a second thought, she pushed her lips against Dean's. One of her hands had went around his neck while the other roamed his chest. He kissed her harshly, with his tongue pushed into her mouth. The action made Ashley moan, it vibrated lightly to Dean's lips. He smiled and bit her bottom lip. She pushed her body closer to him as they continued to devour eachother. The chair leaned back more as a result.

As they continued kissing, he trailed his right hand down her body. Rested it right below her stomach, tugged lightly on her dress pants.

"Oh Dean-" Ashley struggles to say his name as an involuntary high begun to fill her entire body.

"What is it?" Dean asked breathlessly as he stopped his movement. Watched Ashley when he spoke, her eyes remained closed.

"I- I need you." Ashley bounced harshly on his lap. Which made her bottom brush against his groin.

He had let out a grunt when he responded. "Baby, all you had to do was ask."

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     "Thank you everybody for coming. This- this is a very special day for me, for I will be introducing a good person of mine. He is one of kind really..." Homelander had gotten lost in his thoughts, stared lifeless at the crowd. He eventually came back after a few seconds and smacked his lips. "I wouldn't be here without him. But let us all remember how we came here to be. You guys. It because of you guys. You guys are the real heros. Come on, clap for yourselves!" Homelander waved his hands in the air, he then grabbed the microphone. walked back and forth on stage. "As I was saying, he really...is something let me tell you. Almost like a brother of mine."

Everyone gasped and whispered to one another, Homelander's lip twitched at the reactions. "Plot twist, he's my brother!" People began to clap and scream loudly at the mysterious brother of Homelander. Homelander nodded his head, eagerly. "You guys are getting tired so let's quickly wrap this up, and lets give it up for...Rebound!"

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     Dean got his costume back on and grabbed a water bottle, chugged it down to it last drop. With a content exhale he ran his hand through his hair. He threw the empty water bottle in a nearby trash bin. He turned to the couch, he saw Ashley buttoned her dress shirt back on. He found the blazer she wore before she discarded it for their few mintues of pleasure. He grabbed it and handed it to her. "Here."

Ashley stopped her movment and took the blazer. "Thank you." She gave a greatfull smile at him.

Dean nodded and looked at the tv.

"..give it up for...Rebound!"

He looked over his attire once more in the mirror. "Welp, that's my cue. How do I look Ash?" He turned toward Ashley, he flung out his arms.

She eyed him up and down. "Like yourself Dean. Now get out there and stay on script." Ashley demanded as he walked out and quickly made his way toward the curtains.

Before opening them, he took a breath and walked out. Once he stepped out, he heard the cheering. He smiled and waved at the people. He then met his brother halfway and huged him. "Dont embarrasse me, Dean. I'll be damned if you say one shit wrong." Homelander threatened lowly in his ear.

Dean ripped apart from the hug and saw his brother forced a smile. Dean rolled his eyes. "Yeah...no prob." Homelander walked by Dean and gave him the microphone to speak.

"Quiet, let's quiet down now." Homelander spoke to the crowd.

Once they had everyone's attention, Dean begun speaking. "Thank you everybody and thank you homelander. This is a opportunity that I'm very grateful for having. As a young boy I wanted nothing but to fight for greater good. Rebound may be quite the name but I'll do good around it trust me. Fighting crime along side with my brother is- I could never ask for more...this is Rebound, signing out!" He had followed along the script, he had caught the amusement in Homelander's eyes. Dean latched an arm around Homelander's shoulder and dropped the mic. People cheered while Homelander waved his other hand, forced a smile once more.

Dean sighed, doing the same as his brother. Wondering if he'll ever get over the strict policy vought had. Maybe he even rebel against it.