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This chapter contains explicit sexual content including dirty thoughts, dirty talk, fingering, touching, PIV sex, unprotected sex, etc. as well as other mature content. Here's your warning. This story is only going to get more mature. I highly suggest minors DNI. The italic lyric sections are from the song posted at the beginning of the chapter. You can also get the song info from the playlist. - Leia
Come cover me with you
For the thrill
till you will take me in
Come comfort me in you
Young love must
Live twice only for us
Alexa awoke feeling herself cocooned in the warmth of a pair strong arms. She was still laying on a very muscular chest. She looked up to see Steve's blue eyes looking back at her. She felt a little sore from the sex and knew it was normal. However, the rest of what she was feeling was still like a blissful high. She smiled as she snuggled into him. Steve was bringing her nothing but pure happiness. He was giving her hope for so many things she use to not have any for at all, like the existence of real love. She felt him kiss her forehead and her smile grew bigger. She'd never felt so happy in her life.
"Good morning, sweetheart," he said softly.
"Good morning," she responded with a smile.
"Did you sleep well?"
"Best sleep ever. You?"
"I can definitely say the same."
He leaned down and kissed her. The kiss was lingering and passionate as used his arms to pull her completely on top of him. Their lips stayed locked together as the kiss deepened. She wanted more. She was naked and ready to be touched. This was worse than a craving. It was a need. She reached a hand down and began to gently strike the shaft of his semi-erect member causing him to half growl as he broke the kiss.
"Do you have any idea what you're doing to me right now?" Steve asked her.
"I do," She answered with a smirk. "I need you, Steve."
"Fuck, Alexa!"
She released his now hard cock as she placed her hands in his shoulders. He used one of his hands to first check to see if she was wet enough to take him. He had barely touched her and she was already drenched. It was going to take every ounce of control he had to not fuck her into oblivion. He had his other hand on her hip while he moved the one to guide his cock into her dripping heat. She let out a pleasure filled cry from her lips as she spread her legs out further to completely straddle him before shifting her body so that she was just slightly upright. She moaned again, this time it was a little more breathy as he now had a hand on each of her hips. He barely had to move to be fully sheathed inside of her tight, slick pussy and it felt like heaven on earth to him. The way she cried out when he thrust into her drove him crazy. She had told him that she needed him. Why did he have a feeling he'd made Alexa into an insatiable little succubus?
"Steve..." she half whispered as she rocked her hips against him. "God don't stop!"
He thrust himself up into her, "Oh, Alexa, you have surprised me."
"Fuck! Your cock is like a drug."
"You're my drug, sweetheart."
"Please don't stop!"
"Your wish is my command, baby."
He continued to thrust upwards into her as she kept grinding her hips against his with each thrust. He had both hands gripping her hips firmly. She was crying out loudly, making it known just how good he was making her feel, right before she leaned down and kissing him. The kiss was needy, hungry, and one that drove him further into his current desire for her. What was she doing to him?
"Are you wanting me to fuck you, Alexa?" He questioned as she placed her hands on his shoulders.
"Yes I am, Steve," She purred into his ear. "I want you to fuck me all day long."
"Then we are barely going to leave this bed today."
"Good because I'm addicted to this and you."
"Oh, sweetheart, you have no idea how hooked I am to everything about you."
"Fuck, Steve! Oh god please don't stop because you're making me feel so fucking good!"
He caressed her face with one of his hands as he had not stopped his hard thrusting into her, "I don't plan on it. Fuck! Alexa, do you know how good you make me feel?"
Alexa cried out, a scream of pleasure as she kept grinding her hips against him. Her desire for him was near animalistic, just as his was for her. They couldn't stop. Between kisses the two of them for moaning and breathing heavily as their movements didn't cease. Steve's needed for her body was just as great and desperate as hers for him. They weren't going to be able to stay away from each other at all, not ever. The touch, the contact, the sex, all of it was now like a requirement for survival for them both.
Natasha walked into Sam's room and turned on the light without warning. She'd already sent Bucky to the kitchen for coffee and the remainder of the beignets after they discovered Steve wasn't home. She was certain she knew where he was but needed Sam to give her that confirmation, since he was the only one that could. Clint was already in the study working like nothing was going on, which was all too typical of him. This was why he ran things when Steve wasn't available. He was the responsible one. What was she doing? Her usual chore is babysitting Sam and her husband since they both refuse to completely grow up. She found it irritating but clearly must have accepted it since she did marry Bucky.
"Wake up and get your ass out of bed, Sam!" She half shouted. "Be in the study in fifteen minutes. I told Bucky to bring coffee and the rest of the beignets."
"Damn, woman!" Sam exclaimed in response. "Can't I sleep?"
"Not when Steve mysteriously disappears."
"Oh hell! He went to her place after he had me take her home. That dumbass!"
She put her face into her hands. She knew it! She knew him too well. This means he also slept with her. He never listens!
"We all told him not to think with his dick," She muttered.
"He doesn't listen," Sam remarked in response.
"I know that!"
"Leave my room, Natasha, so I can get dressed."
"Barton's here so hurry up if you want food."
"Shit!"
Natasha left Sam's room laughing and made her way back to the study where she found Clint sitting behind Steve's desk doing paperwork and Bucky sitting in his usual spot in the sofa eating a beignet. Bucky handed her a mug with coffee in it, fixed just the way she liked. She took the mug from her husband, flashes him a smile, and took a sip of the hot liquid. Clint finally looked up from his task and the look on his face was one of irritation. Natasha wasn't sure if it was the paperwork or something else.
"Is he getting his ass up?" Bucky asked about Sam.
"He'll be in here shortly," Nat answered. "What's wrong, Clint? The look on your face says a lot. Is it Steve, Sam, or something else?"
"A combination of I'm being honest," Clint responded. "Do you know where Steve is?"
"We had a feeling when we found him gone this morning," Bucky replied. "Just don't know for sure."
"Sam pretty much confirmed it," Nat added. "He's certain Steve went to her place after he had him take her home, and in all honesty, it makes sense."
"That stupid punk."
Bucky laughed as he shook his head. He wasn't sure if he should be disappointed or proud. Natasha took her seat next to him as they both observed a very confused Clint. It was then they realized he didn't have a lot of details about Alexa yet or Steve's date with her, if any at all.
"Wait a minute. Who is she?" Clint inquired.
"Oh, right!" Bucky realized as he and Nat laughed slightly. "We need to fill you in. Steve met Alexandra Stark earlier this week and they flirted. Then, last night he had her here for a dinner date."
"Did you just say Alexandra Stark?"
"Yes he did," Nat smirked. "She goes by Alexa and is really quite something."
"He went to her place? He's with her?"
"Oh he has to be," Sam said as he walked into the room and sat down in his usual seat. "They'd obviously been messing around when he came to get me to take her home."
"Oh I need details!" Nat practically commanded in an almost eager tone.
"Of course you do, Natasha."
"Steve won't give me any!"
"She's right, Wilson," Bucky stated. "Now talk."
"Steve was only wearing his pants," Sam began to divulge. "Alexa no longer had in lipstick though it was on his lips and her hair was unpinned."
"That's the look of we didn't have sex, but we definitely did more than make out," Clint proclaimed as they were all trying not to laugh.
"Well he was gone when I got back."
"Oh yeah he went there. Stark is so going to flip out when he discovers Steve is fucking his daughter."
"She's not a fan of her Dad, Clint," Nat revealed. "As stupid as this may have been on Steve's part, I've seen the way they look at each other."
"This could still start a war despite what she wants. Tony Stark is a ruthless man with no principles."
"And if Steve has feelings for her then we go to war."
"I've always told him that I'm with him until the end of the line," Bucky affirmed. "This is no different."
"She's obviously feeling the same for him. I'm behind this," Sam chimed in. "Especially if she's not no true loyalty to her dad."
"Then I look forward to meeting her," Clint commented. "It sounds like he may have found the best thing for him."
"I couldn't agree more," Nat concurred as she began to serve the beignets. "What else is going on, Clint?"
Before Clint could answer, the phone on the desk started to ring. He looked at the ID to see it was a Los Angeles phone number. That means one thing and one thing only, that it was speaking of the devil himself, Tony Stark. He groaned loudly and motioned for Natasha to come over there as the phone continues to ring. She quickly walked over behind the desk and stood next to Clint by the phone, with one arm on his shoulder. She took one look at the number on the ID and rolled her eyes.
"Answer it on speaker," she directed. "Let's see what this asshole wants."
Clint pressed the button for the speaker phone and spoke, "Rogers, Inc., this is Barton."
"Hello, Barton," came the voice of Tony Stark, one they were all too familiar with. "Is your boss available?"
"Steve happens to be unavailable right now, Stark. How can I help you?"
"Can you ask him to give me a call?"
"What do you want, Stark?" Natasha asked in an almost forceful tone. "Is it so important that you must talk to Steve?"
"Oh, Natasha, my favorite Russian beauty. I never thought you'd speak."
"Cut the crap and answer me."
"And stop trying to flirt with my wife!" Bucky exclaimed, making sure his tone came off as a threat.
"Nice to hear your voice, Barnes," Tony remarked sarcastically. "My daughter, Alexandra, moved to Manhattan a week ago..."
"Good for her to get away from you," Natasha interrupted, causing both Sam and Bucky to have to stifle laughter.
"She's there for school, despite it not being to study what I had preferred for her and no other reason."
"And you want to speak to Steve because?" Clint inquired.
"To make sure Rogers stays away from her."
Natasha started laughing, "You need to get a grip on your control issues, Stark, and besides Steve's got a girl."
"Well, in that case, I wish him luck and all that good stuff."
The phone suddenly disconnected and the room filled with their laughter. They'd gotten Tony Stark to wish Steve well in his relationship that was with his own daughter. Natasha was notoriously good at pulling plays like this but they all had to admit that this was her best one yet. When the truth about Steve and Alexa did come out, things were going to get interesting for all of them.
Alexa and Steve had barely left her bed all day. They'd order take out to be delivered, enjoying the food break between rounds of sex and power naps. They truly couldn't keep their hands off of each other. They had, also, spent time talking and getting to know each other more. Alexa laid in Steve's arms and felt happier than she'd ever felt in her life. It wasn't just the way he touched her. It was the way he listened to her. It was the way he looked at her as they talked. She could tell he was truly listening to every word she spoken this was something Alexa wasn't used to, having someone who truly care about her thoughts and feelings. She spent much of her life alone and when her Dad was around, it was never because he cared for her. No, her Dad just cares about controlling her and Pepper was basically his minion. Rhodey was basically her rock growing up and she met Wanda at school. These feelings she had now, as she lay curled up in Steve's arms, were something brand new to her but all she wanted to do was explore them more. She kisses him softly as he felt herself getting lost in his kid eyes again. It was something more than happy, more than safe she felt felt as his arms wrapped tightly around her. Alexa just wasn't sure if she was ready to name this feeling yet.
Steve stopped counting after round three. They truly were addicted to each other almost instantly. It wasn't just something about her physically that drew him to Alexa. She has a beautiful soul. Her heart and mind amazed him. As they talked and she revealed things about her past, it only made him hold her closer. Damn Tony Stark for all of the pain he had caused her. She'd been neglected instead of loved. Steve vowed then that he would make sure that Alexa never felt like that again. She deserved to feel loved because that's what she was worthy of, being loved. He'd never felt like this, felt so deeply for anyone until she came into his life. Steve wasn't sure what this was but he wanted to delve further into this relationship. He wanted to never let her go as he sweetly kissed her lips again. He was now determined to do more than make her happy. He wanted to help her heal her scars and see her never hurt again. Was he falling in love with her already? If he was, then he knew he was truly doing it for the first time in his life.
"Sweetheart, what do you think of getting a shower and going to my place?" He inquired.
"I like that idea," She answered. "Do you want me to stay the night?"
"Do you want to?"
"I'm a little spoiled to this already."
"I think I'm going to enjoy spoiling you even more, Alexa."
"Oh, Steve! Don't threaten a girl with a good time."
They both began to laugh with their happiness evident in their eyes and faces. Whatever was happening between them was completely real.
"You can bring some things to leave there so always have something there," he said softly.
"You're saying that like I'll be there a lot," she quickly replied.
"Well, I'd be shocked if you're not."
"I get this feeling that if I'm not there that you'll be here. In that case, you can leave some things here so you're not resorting to wandering around naked."
"I thought you didn't mind."
"I don't, Steve. I just have a best friend with a tendency to show up unannounced and I much prefer it if Wanda never sees you naked."
"Ok. I get your point. I wouldn't want Sam or Bucky to see you naked either."
"Bucky would send his wife into the room first to make sure I'm decent."
Steve laughed at how quickly Alexa had figured out Bucky and Natasha. It could become obvious very quickly that nothing and no one scared Bucky more than his wife.
"You caught into that quickly," he noted still laughing.
"She also has a reputation," Alexa giggled. "My Uncle Rhodey thoroughly enjoyed telling me about her rejecting my Dad."
"We all wish we had that on video because it was amazing to witness."
"I do really like her."
"She's a great person and friend."
"Steve, I love the idea about keeping things at your place."
"I'll keep some here too."
"And, I'd love to go back to your place."
"So, shower?"
"Are you going to teach me what shower sex is like?"
"Sweetheart, I'll teach you about anything that relates to pleasure and your body that you want to learn.”
"Then teach me, Steve. I'm your willing student."
"Oh, Alexa, if you only knew what all you do to me."
For me
For you
Time devours passion's beauty
With me
With you
In war for the love of you
Tonight any dream will do
Author's Note
I'm so sorry this took so long! Chapter 6 is written just have to get it snapped. Tony has appeared via phone. What's in store next? Stay tuned! - Leia
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Lorna thought LA was hot. New Mexico officially was hell without its supposed humidity. This place was hotter than LA, where Coulson was currently stuck babysitting Tony. Fury had sent her and Clint ahead with a small team due to strange activity they were seeing, the kind she was familiar with. They had signs of Einstein-Rosen Bridge activity, and while this wasn't her area of Physics, she and her mother had seen it before. Then there were the accounts of the mysterious object falling to the planet and the crater, which finding had become top priority. They had received a call about a location and were now on the way to it so they could investigate it.
"Any idea what we're going to find?" Clint asked as he drove them on the desert highway.
"I'm not going to try to guess, Clint," Lorna answered as she looked around her and sighed, barren desert was all she could see.
"At least I made sure no one rode with us."
"I do appreciate that."
"Are you upset you were told to distance yourself from Tony recently?"
"A little if I'm being honest."
"You know Fury may have, also, done it for your personal benefit too. You've been through enough you know and babysitting your brother like this may have been the worst thing for you."
"How do you always know me so well?"
"Because I'm the only person besides Nat that knows just how dark your mind can go."
"And she knows way more than you, Clint."
"There's some things she gets there I don't so I understand that."
Lorna unlatched her seatbelt as the car name to a halt and Clint shut off the ignition. They both got out of the car and walked towards the edge of the crater. There were people everywhere trying to lift the object from where it landed like a modern day Arthurian Legend.
"Clearly these people need King Arthur Legends for Dummies," Lorna quipped, causing Clint to laugh.
"Yes because this is some strange new version of the Sword in the Stone," he responded sarcastically. "Is the Lady of the Lake on vacation or something?"
"My Uncle Charles would appreciate your knowledge of these stories."
"I understand your family literally came to this country direct from England and you're like the first one born here, but I do know things."
"I'm only half British, but King Arthur is still very important to my heritage. Considering we're in a desert I'm going with there is not lady of the lake because it dried up."
"And what role did you always play when being told these stories?"
"Morgana Le Fey, the witch and elder half-sister of Arthur who, also, trained in the old ways at Avalon."
"You say it that way and you make Tony sound a lot like King Arthur."
Lorna laughed, "If you ever say that where he can hear it, Barton, I'll murder you in your sleep. His ego is big enough."
"I swear on Laura and the kids that I won't."
"Thanks, Clint. I'm going down there to get a closer look and check things out from that view."
"I got your six."
Lorna used her powers to fly down to the bottom of the crater and landed next to the object. The crowd distanced themselves from the mutant woman, but then again, the sight of the green field of energy that surrounded her when she flew did tend to freak out most normal humans, especially those not used to mutants.
"Nothing to freak out over," she stated aloud. "I work for SHIELD and mean no harm to anyone. I'm just here to see this."
"Are you some kind of alien or something?" She heard a man ask.
"No, I'm not," she answered. "I'm a mutant."
"Like that Magneto guy?" an elderly man questioned.
"Yes, like him, sir, but I don't ever use my powers to harm others. I use them to help people."
She stepped closer and saw it was a hammer. Then realization dawned on her about exactly what this was. This wasn't just any hammer if it fell to Earth through an Einstein-Rosen Bridge. This was Mjolnir, and it came from Asgard. This meant that there were likely, also, Asgardians present on Earth and in the area. Lorna was going to have no choice but to get her mother involved. This could possibly dig up so much from the past that they wanted to keep buried. This was not good at all. She pulled her cellphone from her pocket and called Clint, now knowing just how dire this situation was.
"What do we have down there, Lor?" He asked, answering the phone by the second ring.
"We need Coulson and the rest of the team here ASAP," she quickly responded. "This is Asgardian."
"I don't know what that means, but are you having to call Fury?"
"And my mother though Nick may try to stop me."
"What should we do until we have the team here?"
"I just need you to observe this, Clint. I need to go and find those scientists that were tracking the Einstein-Rosen Bridge activity."
"And leave me here?"
"You're babysitting a hammer and a bunch of people staring at it or trying to unsuccessfully move it. Yes, I'm leaving you here."
"Who put you in charge?"
"Fury and the reasons are currently classified."
"Dammit. I hate that word."
"Better idea so I can get to the scientists faster. You call Fury and tell him I said we have an Asgardian artifact here. Also, tell him I said we need my mom ASAP."
"Ok I'll do that but no guarantees he'll listen. Are you taking my ride?"
"Nope. I'm going to grab my pack and fly in. I can't leave you stranded, Hawkeye."
"Are you sure this is a good idea, Lorna?"
"Whether it is or isn't doesn't matter right now."
"Why do I get the feeling there's something you're not telling me?"
"Because there kind of is. Please get my backpack ready, Clint. I'll be up there to get it in a couple of minutes."
"I really hope you know what you're doing, Lorna."
She didn't say another word. She just ended the call and slid her phone back into her pocket. She could feel the metal in Mjolnir. Her senses were going crazy. She tried to move it with her powers and it wouldn't budge, proving she was right about what this was. No metal could be denied by her power unless it played by different rules altogether. The hammer that was the weapon or the mighty God of Thunder hailing from Asgard would be something metallic that would not play by normal rules, therefore be completely immune to her power. She had to seek out the scientists tracking the activity of Einstein-Rosen Bridges to find out if anything else fell through one to Earth recently because something told her that Mjolnir didn't come alone.
She flew herself out of the crater and landed in front of Clint, who was leaning against the driver's side door of the car holding her backpack. She walked over to him and took the pack from his hands and slipped it over each shoulder.
"You sure are watching my back," she remarked.
"Come on. You flew down there using your powers! They're all too afraid to bother you," he retorted.
"You'd never respond with an attitude like that, Barton, if you'd lived with people's staring, name calling, and mistreatment the way me and other mutants do."
"Lorna, I...I'm sorry. I wasn't thinking."
"No one ever is."
"I am sorry, Lorna. You know that and my kids are being raised a lot differently. That there should tell you how I truly mean it."
"Clint, I'm sorry too. I'm not as forgiving as I should be when I experience moments like that. I got asked if I was like the Magneto guy."
"Oh, Lorna. I'm so sorry, and it's ok. I know they can't be easy."
"Thank you. I appreciate that and your apology."
"We're friends. I don't want you to ever believe I'd be that out of line on purpose."
"I know you better."
"Good now don't you have some scientists to find?"
"I do. Now you can call Fury and fill him in."
"I got this. You just do what you feel you need to do and I'll have your back no matter what."
Lorna embraced her friend quickly and flashed him a smile before lifting herself into the air to fly away. She had to go about fifty miles East to a town where she would find scientists Dr. Erik Selvig and Jane Foster. She didn't fly like this often. It was a different kind of feeling and freedom honestly. She felt like none of her problems could touch her cage her up in the clouds. When she reached the outskirts of the town, she brought herself to the ground at a steady pace, the green-colored orb of her shield disappearing as she landed. She walked quietly down the street, hoping her outfit of black jeans with a simple black t-shirt, leather jacket, and combat boots would help her blend in as she held onto her backpack. She saw a small group of people outside of a diner and walked towards them.
"All the answers you seek will be yours once I reclaim Mjolnir," she heard the tall, blonde man that she could only describe as an Adonis say and walked towards him.
"It won't be as easy as you think, Odinson," Lorna said to him.
"A friend!" He exclaimed as he picked her up into his arms and hugged her tightly before putting her back down on the ground. "You speak as if you know my home!"
"I've met a few Asgardians but never had the pleasure of a visit. You must be Thor. My name is Lorna Xavier-Stark, and I'm here to help you as a friend."
"Stark as in Tony Stark?" asked the young woman wearing glasses.
"The day my brother's name doesn't come up in these conversations will be my happiest day alive. And, your name would be?"
"Just call me Darcy."
"Nice to meet you then, Darcy. I already know who you are, Dr. Selvig. I grew up with Dr. Hank McCoy for a science teacher."
"You also mentioned Xavier in your name. Are you of any relation to Charles Xavier?" Selvig inquired.
"Charles is my uncle. I'm a mutant, too, before you ask, just not a telepath like him. My powers are much different."
"What can you do?" asked Darcy curiously.
"Darcy!" Jane chastised.
"It's ok, really," Lorna replied with a slight laugh. "That makes you Jane Foster."
"Guilty as charged. You mean that didn't bother you?"
"She's not judging me for being what I am, so no it didn't bother me at all. I can control and manipulate all things metal down to the molecular level, all things except Mjolnir apparently."
"You believe him?" Selvig questions.
"He's not the first Asgardian I've encountered, Dr. Selvig, and I'm a mutant. There's little that truly surprises me."
"Who did you meet?" queried Thor.
"Not my story to tell."
"You said you control metal. Are you related to him, to Magneto?" asked Selvig, causing Lorna to freeze.
"Would it bother you if I was?"
"I'm not really sure."
Lorna examined their faces quietly, able to tell that they were unsure what to think as Thor had definitely thrown some confusion into their lives.
"Erik Lehnsherr is his real name and he is my biological father," Lorna stated. "Howard Stark adopted me when I was two and raised me. He's who I consider my father."
"You're quite honest," Selvig replied.
"To a fault. I'm, also, a Physicist, but my area is Geo- Physics. My son, Jamie, however has dabbled in Astro-Physics."
"You have a son? No way!" came a half shout from Darcy who was shocked and in complete disbelief. "How old is he? Less than ten?"
"Around your age."
"Shut up!"
Lorna burst into laughter as Darcy, Jane, and Dr. Selvig all looked at her as if she were as alien as Thor.
"Exactly how old are you, if I may ask?" inquired Selvig. "Please don't find it rude."
Lorna chuckled, "I don't, Dr. Selvig. I know you're confused. You'd be even more so by my mother. I was born on June 9, 1963. My lack of aging is due to a healing factor in my mutation and the side effects of a serum made from the DNA of a mutant with slowed aging that I allowed Hank to test on me. Hank, also, believes that my DNA has been affected by a healing serum that he created from the DNA of a different mutant who virtually doesn't age at all, yet heals any wound, when it was administered to me during the birth of my son to save me from death due to a dangerous complication I suffered."
"And because of all this you've stopped aging?"
"Almost completely. My mother is in a similar situation. My younger sister Edie's aging is, also, progressing much slower than normal due to the first serum."
"There are people that would kill for this ability and/or serum."
"It's a gift and a curse, Dr. Selvig, that I can assure you."
"I still need to go fifty miles west of here to retrieve Mjolnir," Thor interjected.
"I'm sorry but I can't take you," Jane respond to him.
"Then this is where we say goodbye."
Lorna walked away as Thor began to give his farewells to the group. This New Mexico town was small so it made her wonder what else was in store for it with the arrival of the Asgardian Prince.
"Lady Lorna!" She heard Thor shout from behind her, causing her to turn around.
"Just Lorna is fine, Big guy," She smiled as he approached her.
"Do you have transport?"
"Unfortunately, I don't."
"Then how did you come to arrive here?"
"I can fly."
He raised an eyebrow at her, and Lorna let out a slight laugh. She concentrated on her power, allowing herself to be surrounded by her protective green orb of energy then lifted herself from the ground. He watched her in complete awe of what he was seeing as she hovered a moment before bringing herself back to the ground and the shield surrounding her disappeared.
"You are like a goddess," He spoke in utter shock.
"I an only a woman," She responded with a slight chuckle.
The sound of a horn honking caught their attention, causing them both to turn to find Jane there in her RV.
"Hey, you still need a lift?" She asked.
"Does that also include me?" Lorna inquired as Thor walked around and got in the passenger seat.
"Of course! Get in!"
"Thanks!"
Lorna opened the door to the back and climbed in. She took off her backpack and sat it down next to the seat as she sat down and strapped in.
"I've never done anything like this before," says Jane. "Have either of you done anything like this before?"
"Many times," answered Thor, causing Lorna to giggle. "But, you are brave to do it."
"I've done it, too," added Lorna.
"Well, SHIELD just stole my entire life's work. I don't really have much left to lose," Jane informed them.
"SHIELD did what?" Lorna questioned, starting to slightly shake her head and trying not to get visibly angry.
"This Agent Coulson guy and his people took everything."
"Oh I am very familiar with Agent Coulson. We go way back."
"Who did you say you work for?"
"I didn't. I just said I'm here to help, which is exactly what I plan on doing. I have the ability to do just that."
"Who do you work for?"
"Not relevant, Jane. What matters is that I have the means and ability to help you without breaking the law or landing anyone in prison."
"You sound like the CIA or something."
"Definitely not CIA. The Director hates me."
"Oh my god! You work for SHIELD!"
"I'm technically not here. I do outrank Phil Coulson though. I'll handle it, Jane, just not sure how quickly I can because I'm going to have to call the boss."
"Ha, only a spy talks the way you do. I just appreciate the help."
"You're clever, Jane," Thor observed. "Far more clever than most anyone else in this realm."
Lorna rolled her eyes as she watched a tinge of pink color Jane's cheeks.
"Realm? Realm?" Jane questioned. "Is he serious? And are you some kind of spy or something?"
"You think me strange," Thor perceived as Lorna let out a laugh.
"Yeah. I do."
"Good or bad strange?"
"I'm not quite sure yet."
"You seem pretty harmless to me, Big Guy," Lorna remarked, causing Jane to giggle slightly. "Take it from the mutant, who is also a bit of a spy, that you can't be any more strange than I am."
"Erik raves about this Dr. McCoy and Professor Xavier in the scientific world."
"They're both experts in their field, and two of my younger sisters have gone into science as well. Edie and Freyja have at least chosen science over other fields of study."
"You have sisters? How lovely! I would love to have sisters!" exclaimed Thor before his tone again went glum. "I only have a mischievous brother."
"Oh I have brothers, too, Thor. Tony's already been brought up and Freyja has a twin brother, Fenris. I, also, have another sister named Maria who is a young teenager."
"Ok, you have a big family," Jane commented. "It's just you and Tony on the Stark side, right?"
"Yeah. The others are my mom's but they all have a relationship with Tony because mom is his godmother."
"A sister would have been nice to have," says Thor. "Loki can be nothing but trouble and I still love him dearly anyway."
"That's all siblings. Trust me, Big guy, I'm always threatening to kill Edie or Tony for something because they drive me crazy, not so much with Maria and the twins. I think that's either the age difference or the patience motherhood gave me talking. Yet, I still don't have much of it with Tony or Edie, but they were making me deal with their crap long before I had my son."
"My mother has always said that becoming a mother changes a woman in many ways."
"She's not wrong. It just didn't make Tony or Edie less prone to making me want to beat their skulls in sometimes. Tony doesn't want to grow up, and Edie just enjoys pushing certain buttons of mine."
Jane laughed at the two of them going on about getting annoyed with their siblings.
"What's Tony like?" Jane wondered.
"Oh he's a total pain in the ass," Lorna quipped with a slight laugh. "By the time my son could understand the concept of flirting, I was terrified to leave him alone with Tony."
"Oh my! I can imagine he had you pretty scared of what he might teach him."
"He did but Jamie turned out great."
"That's good. Did Tony help you out with anything besides that kind of stuff?"
"Oh yeah but he enjoyed giving me high blood pressure. Tony is a lot like you see him. He's kind hearted but very stubborn. He truly is a genius though there's times he will make you question that. He does a lot with good intentions and can be shit at thinking things through. He can be the worst at act first, think later. He's also a giant man child. At the same time, that pain in the ass is my brother, and even on his worst days when I want to punch his head through a wall, I love him."
"Wow. That's not the description I ever imagined to get of him."
"That's him in a nutshell."
"And this is your brother?" asked Thor.
"One of my two brothers. He's famous here."
"What for?"
"Developing a lot of things like weapons, technology, and energy product sources for the world," Jane answered before Lorna could even speak. "He was a prodigy."
"What's that."
"Child genius."
"He has a problem with arrogance and his ego, trust me," Lorna stated as she rolled her eyes. "He can be insufferable. "What kind of strange do you think Thor is, Jane?"
"I'm not sure yet. I mean he's promised me answers."
"What kind of answers?"
"Who he is and about my work."
"I told her who I am," Thor responded. "Jane, what you seek, it's a bridge."
"Like an Einstein-Rosen Bridge?"
"More like a Rainbow Bridge."
"God, I hope you're not crazy."
"He isn't," Lorna chimed in. "That's called the Bifrost and Heimdahl watches there as it's guard. He sees all."
"Are you certain you've never been to Asgard?" Thor questioned.
"I am quite certain but the Allfather is not the most pleasant man. Your mother is lovely though."
"You met my parents? Why?"
"Again, Big guy, not my story to tell."
"Ok I hope you're both not crazy now!" Jane exclaimed loudly as they all went silent.
Lorna could hear the anxiety and fear in Jane's voice. Jane was a scientist, which could make believing in things like this more difficult. This could be scary to her. She'd also had her hard work taken away from her by a mysterious government agency. Lorna knew well the woman had a right to be lost and confused because her world was sort of being turned upside down.
The sun had gone down before they reached the crater. SHIELD had put up a perimeter and makeshift base quickly. Thunder was starting to rumble in the night sky, indicative of a storm to come. They all got out of Jane's RV and made their way to the fence line. Lorna observed their curiosity and smiled because sometimes she'd truly forgotten what it was like to be like them and not know things.
"That's no satellite crash!" Jane exclaimed. "They would have hauled the wreckage away. They wouldn't have built a city around it."
"You're exactly right," Lorna remarked with her arms folded across her chest as she approached them.
"Something tells me that you know more than you let on, especially now that I know who you work for."
"I'm sure Lady Lorna wouldn't have don't what this other did to your things. I believe she is on your side," Thor said, trying to reassure Jane.
Lorna grinned, "Thanks for the vote of confidence, Thor. And, Jane, even if I do know more than I let on, you know I can't tell you."
"Jane, state here. Once I have Mjolnir, I will return the items they've stolen from you. Deal?"
"No. Look what's down there," Jane responded. "You think you're just going to walk in, grab our stuff and walk out?"
"No, I'm going to fly out."
"He's not going alone, Jane," Lorna declared with a sly smile as she slipped her backpack on again. "We're going to fly in too."
"You both really are crazy," Jane professed with an exasperated huff.
"So, how shall we do this, Lady Lorna?" Thor inquired.
Lorna took one of his large arms and put it around her small waist, "Hold on tight, Big guy. We're going up."
She allowed her shield to cover them in the green colored orb then concentrated for her power to lift them into the air. They easily were over the fencing so all she had to do was bring them to the ground. Once on the ground, Lorna brought her shield down and stepped away from Thor. He then gave her a friendly smile.
"You would be beloved as a goddess on Asgard," he spoke softly in awe of her powers. "Thank you, Lady Lorna."
"Just Lorna, Big guy," she replied with a smile. "I'm a normal woman. You get Mjolnjr. I'll get Jane's things."
"Should I find you after?"
"Meet me right here."
"I'll be quick."
"As will I."
She watched Thor take off towards Mjolnir in a run as she walked inside the facility where Coulson was waiting on her with his arms crossed over his chest. He didn't look happy with her. She walked up to a desk and got a comm then hooked it up, placing the earpiece in.
"Barton, you in the nest?" She asked over the comm.
"About time you got back, Polaris," he responded.
"And, yes, I am."
"On my way."
Lorna began to walk towards Clint's location when she was stopped by a hand on her arm.
"I don't recall giving you orders, Polaris," Coulson stated.
"Last I checked, Coulson, I outrank you," Lorna retorted quickly. "If this ends up falling under the scope of the Initiative then it belongs to me and you know it."
"Partners on lead?"
"I can compromise on that."
"Go ahead with what you were doing then. I'll stay out of the way."
She gave him a smile before making her way towards the back stairwell that would lead her to what Clint called the nest. SHIELD set up all of these temporary facilities the same, which made it easy for Lorna to find what she was looking for. She quickly ascended the stairs and made her way through the upper tunnel looking for Clint while she listened to the comm chatter. Thor was fighting agent after agent that got in his way, proving his determination. When she reached Clint, he was getting in a basket to bring him closer to the action so she jumped in to join him. Rain was now pouring down on them as electromagnetic energy was pulsing around them. Lorna threw her orb shield up around her to let it catch the lightning that was shooting off Mjolnir. It flowed into her like an energy drug.
"If I knew something to compare that too..." She began.
"What was that?" asked Clint, interrupting her.
"There's electromagnetic energy pulse surges coming off of Mojlnir. I used my shields to absorb some of it."
"And you enjoyed it?"
"It was like a sugar rush from too much candy."
"It made you high?"
"Not like that, Clint, but it sure was a nice surge."
She watched as Clint readied his bow and Thor continued to fight his way to Mjolnir. The area around it was now muddy from the rain.
"Better call it, Coulson, 'cause I'm starting to root for this guy," Clint quipped, causing Lorna to snort out a laugh. "Last chance."
"Wait," came Coulson's response over the comms. "I want to see this."
"Nothing to see, Phil. Mjolnir is protected by ancient Asgardian magic," Lorna stated.
They watched as Thor moved in on Mjolnir but was unable to retrieve it. The hammer would not even budge for him. Lorna's heart felt true pain for the Asgardian as he fell to his knees and let out a primal scream.
"I'm calling it now, Barton," Lorna heard Coulson say into the comms.
"Guess I get to take this guy down after all," Clint remarked dryly as he readied an arrow.
"Make sure it's a tranquilizer, Clint. We need him alive," Lorna commented.
"Know what I'm doing."
Lorna said nothing else as Clint fired the arrow and took Thor down. Coulson had the men put Thor into a cell while Lorna and Clint came out of the nest to where Coulson was waiting to speak with them.
"He's got Special Ops training from somewhere," Coulson said to them as the two walked up.
"No, he doesn't," Lorna quickly responded confidently.
"Boss told me your theories, Lorna."
"If you don't want to believe them, be that way, Coulson. I'm going to bed."
Lorna turned and walked off, straight to the dormitory area I'd the facility. She knew Clint would have grabbed a double and put the rest of her things in there. He became like her big brother rather quickly when she first started working with SHIELD a long time ago so sharing space when it was limited was never an issue for them. She didn't feel like arguing with Coulson, so she was just going to bed. She quickly opened her duffle bag and pulled out the pajamas she had packed, changed clothes, and crawled into the bed without caring about anything else.
Lorna woke up the next morning to see that Clint was already up for the day. She quickly tossed in an outfit from her bag, grabbed her cell phone, hooked up her comm, and left the room. She immediately went looking for Coulson and found him outside the cell that they'd put Thor in.
"Phil, I haven't had any coffee yet, so please don't start on me yet," she addressed him as he looked at her with a slight raised eyebrow.
"Someone find Agent Xavier some coffee," Coulson shouted out.
"Thanks, Phil. Now I'm going to speak with the prisoner myself."
"Be my guest. I'll have your coffee when you come out."
Lorna opened the door to the cell, stepped in, and shut it behind her then looked up to find that Thor wasn't alone. She was looking at a face that she hadn't seen in two decades and never expected to see again.
"What the hell?" She seethed.
"Why, Lorna, you haven't changed at all," spoke the smooth and all to familiar voice of Loki. "How's your mother?"
"Two decades and not a word from you? Seriously, Loki? You bastard! How dare you ask about her!"
"Elizabeth is not here with you?"
"Shut your mouth, Loki, and stop bringing up my mother!"
"You know my brother, Loki? How?" questioned Thor.
"Unfortunately he got involved with my mother."
"If you think Lorna is beautiful, then you should see Elizabeth," Loki grinned.
"I swear, Loki, if you bring her up again I'll..."
Unfortunately for Lorna, Loki disappeared before she could say anything else. She let out a frustrated scream before basically stomping from the cell and pulling her phone out of her pocket. She called her mom. She had no choice. There was no way she could keep her out of this, as too much was now officially at stake.
"Lorna, how is New Mexico?" her mom immediately asked upon answering.
"Fury didn't tell you what see found?" Lorna questioned in response.
"No, he didn't. What's going on?"
"It's Asgardian."
"What do you have?"
Lorna could hear the worried and scared tone in her mother's voice. She knew very well why. Her mother's fears were always legitimate and now they had a solid reason to be growing.
"More like found a problem you have as I just had an encounter with Loki. You and Havok need to get here yesterday and make sure the twins don't sneak on the jet. You know how they are," Lorna explained.
The other end of the phone was silent. She knew hearing that name would get to her mother since they had a bit of a sordid history together.
"Lorna, Alex and I will be there by tonight," Lizzie stated in response. "Do not tell Coulson. Nick Fury and I will, also, be having words later, many of them."
"Oh, I knew you'd be furious when you found out. Hell, so am I," Lorna responded.
"It's because no one else knows, Lorna, and we've kept it secret for the twins' sake. Charles, Hank, Alex, Logan, and Raven knowing has never counted."
"Mom that's because they're all mutants and mutants have a way of protecting each other. It's different."
"I still need this secret kept."
"And it will be. They're my little brother and sister. I will in everything in my power to see that they remain safe."
"Loki can never know about them, Lorna. It's bad enough that any Asgardians do."
"Mom, they're not all bad. I like Thor. He's friendly, kind, funny, and reminds me of an alien Alex mixed with Logan."
"You believe he is good?"
"We never bad bad feelings about Queen Frigga either, mom."
"I'm scared, Lorna I've never worried about Freyja and Fenris being safe until now. I don't like it."
"Just get here and we'll figure it out. I promise."
Author's Note
I'm so sorry this update took forever to get up since this chapter has been completed for some time. I was having some trouble getting it typed up. Chapter 7 is in process writing wise and coming soon! Here's your warning that after the Thor movie events there will be another time jump. I'm very excited for events to come! I hope you enjoy! - Leia
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Summary: Three Years ago, an accident happened as Neal (Andy’s best friend) went to pick her up from the airport. (Andy was stuck in a case) Sarah went missing.
Andy spent years, looking for his beloved. But it was no use.
Sarah was found on the side of the road, with no memory of what happened. All she could remember was her name.
This chapter contains explicit sexual content including dirty thoughts, dirty talk, fingering, oral sex (female receiving), PIV sex, unprotected sex, loss of virginity, etc. as well as other mature content. Here's your warning. This story is only going to get more mature. I highly suggest minors DNI. The italic lyric sections are from the song posted at the beginning of the chapter. You can also get the song info from the playlist. - Leia
Stay until the morning
light reveals my ruins.
I was starving, now I hunger to feel
and let your curiosity dismantle me.
Steve walked into his bedroom still holding Alexa in his arms. He kissed her hungrily as he walked over to the bed before laying her down on it. She sat up and turned to face him, licking her lips into his as her hands clutched his shirt. She started to fumble with the buttons as the kiss deepened. He wrapped an arm around her waist and pulled her closer to him, almost flush against his body. Alexa's hands were still fumbling with the buttons of his shirt, making their way all the way down to his waist. Then with one hand he unzipped her dress before using both of them to start pulling her dress up her body. Their lips parted for him to finish removing dress, leaving her before him in only her bra, panties, and shoes. He smirked as he admired her nearly nude body. She was absolutely beautiful to him.
Alexa could feel herself blushing slightly as she leaned forward, placed her hands on Steve's chest, and began to push his shirt towards his shoulders. She leaned her entire body into him and their kissing resumed as she continued to push his shirt off of his shoulders. He kicked his shoes off then pulled his arms out of the shirt one at a time before letting it drop to the floor Steve then she laced his hands under her ass and lifted her up, bringing her against his chest. Her legs wrapped around his waist as the kiss deepened more. Their tongues now fought for dominance as he sat her down on the edge of the bed. She unlatched her legs from around him and let them gently fall against the edge of the bed. He ran one of his hands into her hair just a little as their lips parted and he stared deep into her honey colored eyes.
"Alexa, sweetheart," He spoke softly. "There's something that I need to know before we keep going."
"What is it, Steve?" She asked in response as she peered deeply into his blue eyes.
"Are you still a virgin?"
"Is that a problem?"
"No, Alexa, it isn't."
"I am, Steve."
He sighed as their foreheads touched. The last thing he wanted was to go too fast and her regret it. He would hold nothing but guilt for that if she ended up having feelings of regret or self-hate because she didn't wait.
"Sweetheart, I want you and to be the one you have your first time with," Steve explained.
"Steve, this is what I want," Alexa protested. "I want you, only you."
"I don't want you to wake up in the morning with regrets and wishing you had waited."
"I promise I won't."
"Oh, sweetheart, it will mean so much more if you wait."
"I just want you to touch me so badly."
"Believe me I want you, too. I'm going to give you the first time you deserve."
"You promise?"
"With all my heart?"
He gently kissed her forehead as she leaned into him. As much as he hated doing this, he knew it was the right thing to do. He couldn't have her regretting being with him. He would no longer use her against Tony unless she wanted to work with him against Tony of her own volition. He just couldn't risk her regretting going too fast with him. He wanted her and wanted nothing more than to keep going right now. She's all he wanted and plagued his mind since the first moment he saw her. He bent down and picked her dress up from the floor. He did not want to do this. It was killing him inside though he knew it was for her. She looked up at him with those beautiful eyes of hers, eyes that were pleasing with him not to send her home.
"Please, Steve," she was making an effort to appeal to him. "You are all I want."
He handed her the dress before cupping her face in his hands gently, "Your first time will be with me. I just can't let you have any regrets about us."
"You're such a good man, Steve."
"I'm not really. You're just special to me, Alexa."
"Can I see you tomorrow?"
"How about I come to you?"
"I'll make you dinner then."
"Let me help you back into this dress."
Alexa stood up and handed the dress to Steve. She held her arms up as he pulled the dress over her head and down her body. She turned around and he zipped up the back before placing gentle kisses along her shoulder and up her neck to her cheek as he pulled her against him. She smiled as she turned around and their lips met passionately. Steve kept the kiss brief though full of meaning. When their lips parted, they could see in each other's eyes that there was not only want for each other but a bit of something more forming that neither of them were ready to admit just yet.
"I don't want you to go either," He admitted.
"You will see me tomorrow," She affirmed.
"You're not upset with me?"
"No, Steve. You're a good man, even if you can't see it."
"You're more special to me than you know, Alexa."
"I have a bit of an idea."
"Good. I'll see you tomorrow."
"I'm looking forward to it."
Now I just need your breath
like a veil upon my skin.
He gave her one more quick but passionate kiss before leading her out of his bedroom and into the living room. Sam was sitting on one of the couches watching tv. Same took one look at Steve and Alexa and could tell they'd been messing around though he said nothing about it. Steve told Sam that Alexa needed to be taken home. Sam was silent as he went to the front closet to get her jacket and purse. Steve gave her one last quick kiss before watching her leave with Sam to be taken home. He instantly felt regret that he let her leave. He didn't want her regretting anything and there he was feeling it. He ran a hand through his hair and sighed heavily, contemplating what he should do.
Steve then turned and bolted to his room. He put the shoes back on he'd kicked off by the bed before going into his closet for a shirt. He quickly grabbed a black henley and put it on before walking back out into the living room. Alexa had been gone about five minutes so she wouldn't be home home long before her he got there. He grabbed the keys to his other car and walked out of the penthouse. He wasn't going to feel that he had made a mistake by sending her away. He wanted her and cared for her. She'd become that special to him already.
Alexa walked into her apartment and tried not to cry as she took off her blazer and tossed it in a nearby chair with her purse. She then took off her shoes and sat them neatly by the chair before grabbing her phone from her purse and walking to her bedroom. She sat her phone on her nightstand before getting out of the dress. She was as just about to finish stripping and grab a nightdress when she heard a knock at the door. She grabbed her robe from the end of the bed and quickly pulled it on, securing the tie so that she was covered before walking back through the apartment to see who could possibly be at her door at this hour.
Alexa silently peered through the peephole to find none other than Steve on the other side, much to her surprise. She quickly opened the door to let him in and he didn't even wait for her to speak before walking in. Once he was inside though, she shut the door and re-secured all the locks.
"Steve," she breathed out in complete shock. "I'm really surprised you're here."
"Alexa," he quickly responded as he walked towards her. "Sending you home was a mistake. I'm so sorry I did."
"I forgive you."
"You were barely gone and I couldn't take it."
"I still want you, Steve. That was never changing."
"Alexa, I want you badly."
"I have a bedroom."
Come lay with me,
this chemistry is static.
Like space debris
we're perfectly chaotic.
She grabbed his hand and lead him through the apartment into her bedroom. Once inside, she slipped into the bathroom after giving him a brief kiss. While she was in there, Steve stripped down to his boxers, pulled the duvet down, and was stunned when she walked out of the bathroom completely naked. She crawled into the bed and he did the same, meeting her in the center, both of them on their knees facing one another as their lips met in a hungry kiss. He wrapped his arms around her waist, pulling her flush against him before he turned their bodies and gently laid her down with her in the pillows, breaking the kiss. He started trailing kisses down her body, softly across her neck then down her chest stopping at her breasts. Soft moans were escaping her lips as he spent time with each breast individually, kissing and suckling every inch of them including the nipples. He used one hand to part her legs and it up to her care, touching her dripping wet core. She arched her back and cried out out as his fingers brushed against her clit. He began to trail kisses down her stomach as he slipped a finger inside her slick folds. Alexa moaned out his name as he began to pump the finger in and out of her soaking wet heat. She was writhing beneath him as he kept kissing down her belly, stopping at her pubic bone. He removed his finger from inside her and used his hands to hold her by her thighs. He put his lips to her clit and started to suckle gently. She bucked her hips as she cried out with her hands reaching down until one found itself entangled in his hair and the other was tightly clutching the bedsheets. Then he licked her very core from end before plunging his tongue into the depths of her womanhood. She wiggled and moved at his touch as he enjoyed taking in as much of her juices as he could. He loved the taste she left in his mouth and the sound her cries of pleasure echoing through the room. He could tell she was about to climax as he continued to lick, suckle, and nibble across every part of her delectable pussy as he listened to her heavy breathing and moans of ecstasy.
He lifted his head from between her legs, "Let go and cum for me, sweetheart. Just relax and let go."
"Steve..." she barely breathed out.
"You taste so sweet already. Come on, sweetheart, you can do it."
"Oh God, you're making me feel so good!"
"You will feel even better once you let go, baby."
She relaxed at his encouragement and his tongue went right back to licking up the nectar spilling from her. She felt final build up of the orgasm and let go she could feel her entire body shaking as the waves of pleasure crashed over her. She screamed aloud as her body released the liquid essence of her orgasm and he began to lap them up with his tongue. He lifted up and licked his lips as he hovered over her until he captured her lips with his own. As he deepened the kiss, he slipped two fingers inside of her and began to pump them in and out of her tight core.
"Please, Steve..." She began to plead as their lips broke apart.
"What is it, sweetheart?" He inquired.
"I want you."
"Alexa, tell me what you want."
"You inside of me."
"What do you want inside of you?"
"I want your cock inside of me."
"I'm getting you ready for it, sweetheart. I don't want to hurt you."
So come and merge
your storm with mine
and save me.
Steve's lips met Alexa's again as his fingers moved faster inside of her. She moaned into his mouth as she bucked her hips against him. She was growing impatient to feel all of him. She has one hand behind his neck and the other still clutching the bedsheet tightly as the kiss became deeper. Their tongues danced passionately as her hips moved against his hand. He added a third finger inside of her making her break the kiss for a moment to gasp aloud in surprise. He smirked as she let out a pleasure filled cry when he began massage her clit with his thumb before their lips collided again with furious passion.
Alexa could feel another orgasm building. As impatient as she was growing to have all of him, she had entrusted Steve with her body and with him knowing she'd never been with a man before at all. She'd placed all of her faith in how he was doing things. She had to do that in order not to be overtaken by nerves or fear. He would take care of her as he was already making her feel so good. This felt even more amazing than out on his patio earlier as their lips stayed locked in the kiss with her still moving her hips in time with the ministrations of his fingers. He released her from the kiss and she cried out in a near scream. He could feel how close to a release she was as her walks started to clinch around his digits that he was now pumping in and out of her tight, moist folds at a faster pace. The noises she made only made him push his fingers harder, urging her orgasm on, while he began to kiss, suckle, and nibble on the delicate skin of her neck. He knew it would not be much longer now. He was very grateful for this, as he was now painfully hard and aching for his own release.
"Come on, sweetheart," He crooned. "Let go for me. I can tell you're close."
"Oh God..." She moaned. "Steve, I am so close."
"I know, Alexa. Cum on my fingers for me, baby."
Stay, hold me as
I'm trying to survive
and wrap me in your comfort.
My fears, I give them all to you
to keep them safe for me.
Alexa could feel the dam breaking as she released with a loud cry as her juices exploded out and coated his fingers. He slid his fingers out as she lay there breathing heavily. He gave her a sweet kiss before crawling out of the bed and pulling off his boxers, leaving them on the floor with the rest of his clothes. She sat up slightly and her eyes met Steve's before she peered down his muscular body all the way down to his large cock. She could feel her cheeks go red as he began to crawl back into the bed. Steve was hovering over her almost instantly and placing soft, sweet kisses in her lips.
"Alexa," he whispered. "Look at me, sweetheart."
Her honey colored orbs met his deep blue ones as she let out the deep breath she was holding, "What is it, Steve?"
"Sweetheart, I can tell how nervous you are."
"Am I that obvious?"
"We don't have to keep going."
"Steve, I want this. I promise I do."
"Alexa, I promise I'll be gentle with you, though if you ever want me to stop just tell me."
"Please stop making me wait, Steve."
"Just relax, Alexa. Breathe and relax. I promise I've got you. I'm going to start slow."
"Ok, Steve. I'm ready."
Because I just need your breath
like a veil upon my skin.
Steve captured Alexa's lips with his own softly but passionately. The tip of his cock was touching her entrance. Her hands slipped around his neck as he deepened the kiss before slowly starting to enter her. Alexa winced slightly into his mouth as her body reacted to him slowly pushing his cock into her wet heat, this was pain she expected. He broke the kiss to look at her, gently caressing her face. He had to know she was ok.
"Alexa, sweetheart," he spoke her name in a calm but gentle tone.
"I'm ok, Steve," she assured him with a smile "Keep going."
He kissed her again, the sweetest kiss as their lips were again entwined. He pressed his tongue to her lips for entrance and she let him deepen the kiss as their tongues began to dance together. He continued to slowly slide his cock deeper into her. She was so tight, wet, and slick that it felt like heaven to him. Alexa ran one of her hands through his hair as she put her focus into the kiss and hole Steve pushed himself the rest of the way inside of her then stilled. She was trying to hide her reaction to the pain, but he had noticed the way her body flinched and her whine was one of someone in pain. He had to get her to relax.
"Alexa, baby, please relax for me," he half pleaded as he forcefully broke the kiss because he wanted her to enjoy this and not hurt. "Relax and the pain will pass very quickly. I'm going to start out very gentle."
"I want this, Steve," she affirmed. "I want you so badly."
"Just relax for me. I made you a promise."
Come lay with me,
this chemistry is static.
Like space debris
we're perfectly chaotic.
They locked lips again as Steve began to slowly and gentle pump his cock in and out of her drenched, tight core. Alexa pressed her body into his, trying to her as close to him as she could. Then she let her nerves go and allowed herself to relax so the pleasure could start to take over. She then wrapped one of her legs around his waist. She was giving in and surrendering her body completely to him. She was completely relaxed now and she was all his. He had kept the slow and steady pace, being every so gentle with her so that every touch, every kiss, and every move he made was with the tenderest of care. Their lips parted and she moaned aloud. He smiled at her and she returned it before kissing him sweetly.
"Please, Steve," she whimpered.
"Tell me what you want, Alexa," he encouraged.
"More. I want more."
"Starting to feel good?"
"Yes...oh God!"
"What do you want, sweetheart?"
"Faster...please!"
He smirked as he quickened his pace just as she asked. She instantly screamed out in pleasure. There was no more pain to feel. She arched her back as his lips found her neck again. Now she was letting her own hips find a rhythm, moving and grinding them against his every thrust just a little harder as he felt her other leg wrap around his waist.
Alexa had been far from quiet too. Every little movement and touch illicited a noise to come from her. Steve found nothing turned him on more than the sounds that were constantly escaping her beautiful lips. They only spurned him on more as one of her hands went down his back, sinking her nails into his skin. Her other hand sought one of his and their fingers entwined as he pushed it above her head and down onto the mattress. Their lips crashed together again as he pushed his erect cock even harder inside her. She was now meeting his pace with each movement of her hips. Every time their lips parted, she cried out. She never expected this to feel so good. He wrapped his other arm behind her back so he could bring her body completely against his. He could feel her inner walls starting to tighten against his cock as he quickened his pace. He kissed her again with a wild fury knowing that she wasn't the only one about to reach their peak. He was close and so was she. He could feel it in himself and her body as their movements stayed steady. She would moan aloud between kisses, unable to control herself as she could feel she was about to burst over the edge with the impending orgasm. Of all her thoughts, dreams, and fantasies about sex this is nowhere how she how she imagined it would be. It was so much more amazing than that. For Alexa, the discovery of sex with Steve was like she'd found the best high of a new drug. She just knew she would never be able to get enough and would always be left craving more. She'd never been addicted to anything in her life, but now she was officially addicted to him. She was hoping he was feeling the same about her.
"Fuck, Steve," she breathed. "Oh God I'm close! I'm about to cum!"
"Not yet, Alexa," he asserted. "We go together, sweetheart."
He knew that he was never going to be able to get enough of her. Nothing in his life felt more right than being with her. Everything about the sex was an added bonus because he could tell that he was thoroughly enjoying it as much as she was. Tonight also held a different kind of symbolism as she surrendered her body to him because he was the first man to ever touch her. It made her his on an even more intimate level. He didn't want to own her like she was chattel. He wanted her to be his willingly in more ways than just sex. Steve was not the type of man that Alexa despised and she had no problem sharing that with him just had he didn't have one proving it.
Now, we their movements had never ceased, he was close to release, so close that he knew he was about to cum. She'd done well holding back her climax so they could enjoy the rush of it together. She knew she was almost to the point of not being able to hold it back any longer. Their lips parted once again and it only took seconds for her to scream out in pleasure.
"It's time, sweetheart. Cum with me, Alexa," he encouraged.
"Oh God, Steve!" She exclaimed in response. "Together."
"That's it baby. Let go and find right on my cock as I fill you up."
"I'm cumming, Steve! Oh god! This feels so good!"
She let out another scream as her climax released a flood of juices, and she could feel the shockwaves of the orgasm start to radiate through her body. He pumped into her once more before his cock released all of his hot seed inside of her as he locked his lips with hers in a passionate kiss. The intensity between them was something Alexa had never expected and Steve had never felt before. There was one thing they both knew for certain and that was that they didn't want to stop feeling it.
Alexa relaxed and stretched out her legs before she and Steve unlinked hands. He rolled over to where he was laying next to her before reaching down and pulling the duvet over them. Alexa looked over at him and smiled right before he wrapped his arms around her and pulled her into his arms. She nestled herself into them and placed her head in his chest with a smile that painted instantly upon her face.
"I didn't hurt you, did I, sweetheart?" He asked.
"No, honey," she answered as she looked up at him. "The only pain was what I expected."
"I didn't want you to feel any at all."
"Oh, Steve! It's a fact of life. You were perfect to me through it."
"And you have no regrets, Alexa?"
"Absolutely not! What I want is you."
"You're my girl now, sweetheart. I'll do anything for you."
"I'm your girl now?"
"I told you I didn't just want sex, Alexa. I'm serious."
"Oh Steve, I want to be yours, all yours in every way."
"Do I have to ask you?"
"As nice as it would be to hear those words, no."
"So, you like me that much?"
"I do, Steve."
He leaned down and kissed her lips. The kiss was soft and sweet. She was smiling at him when their lips parted. They were both so happy with their bodies entwined together. They were falling for each other, developing feelings they wanted nothing more than to explore further.
"I want to be yours, Steve,"Alexa spoke softly as she gently stroked his muscular chest.
He was running one of his hands through her hair, "Good because I want you to be mine. I don't want to be the one to have your virginity and not have you as mine, Alexa."
"That's why I gave it to you because I want you as much as you want me."
"I have no intentions in letting you go either."
"You better not."
"It's a promise, sweetheart."
"One I'm holding you to, darling."
"Let's get some sleep."
"You're not going anywhere on me?"
"I'm staying right here with you. Now we should sleep."
"You do make a good pillow."
Steve chuckled before kissing her sweetly in the lips then placing another kiss on her forehead. She nestled herself into his chest as he wrapped his arms around her. It took no time for both of them lol I slip into a peaceful sleep, still filled with feelings of complete bliss.
So come and merge
your storm with mine
and save me.
Author's Note
I hope you enjoyed this Chapter. I can't wait to hear what you think! Chapter 5 is coming soon along with some drama and Tony's first appearance! Bring on the drama and the plot twists! I sure hope you’re paying attention to every detail. Stay tuned! - Leia
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Natalie Jacobs-Wright was the one Ransom Drysdale let get away. He hadn't seen her in five years when she and her husband moved back to Boston, with a four year old daughter, Jillian, in tow. The last time they'd crossed paths was when she was trying to get him to talk her out of marrying Marcus Wright. Marcus was the man she ran to when he hurt her and drove her away. Now that she's back in Boston, they can't seem to stop running into each other. Then one night it seems fate intervenes when she shows up on his doorstep with Jillian in her arms, beaten and bruised looking for somewhere to hide that Marcus can't find her. It's then Ransom will find out that Natalie has become a far different woman that the one whose heart he had broken and he wanted to help her. The truth was his heart still held onto how much he felt for her all those years ago. It was his fear that caused him to push her away then and he wasn't afraid anymore. He was now determined to prove how he felt and help her in every way she needed help. Ransom Drysdale was ready to be the better man that he knew Natalie deserved. With the things that Marcus had put her through would she be willing to accept this changed Ransom? Is it a chance she's willing to take? What other secrets lie between the two former lovers? Will Natalie be able to truly escape Marcus even with Ransom's help? Is true happiness achievable for them on any level?
This chapter contains very sexually explicit content that includes fingering, oral sex (female receiving), PIV sex, rough sex, spanking, dirty talk, etc. There’s also discussion of trauma, attachment bonding, kidnapping, same sex relationships, drugs, possible abuse, and more. This story is very mature so I advise that minors DNI. - Leia
May 2010
Lorna walked into Nick Fury's office with a large coffee in her hands. She hadn't had much sleep and was in a bit of a caffeine fueled haze. Tony had decided to crash a bit black tie event last night and drag her along with him. Then a member of the press revealed to Tony that Stark Industries made weapons were used by insurgents and responsible for an attack in Gulmira, something he was not only completely unaware of but angry and upset about. This information seemed to really hit Tony hard from what Lorna could not only see but feel with her empathy powers. It made her fear that the presence of her, Jamie, and Pepper wouldn't be able to stop him from doing something stupid in that moment. Luckily, Tony held his cool well even when he did confront Obadiah about it. Her brother had a temper too, just not as bad as hers. She had made a silent vow to herself that if she was having to watch her temper then she was making Tony watch his own.
She stuck to Tony until they left. He had introduced his "date" when they arrived on the red carpet as his Physicist sister, Lorna. They hadn't been there long when he found Pepper, looking stunning and ever, and he shared a dance with her as Lorna danced with her son. Jamie agreed with her that his Uncle and Pepper needed to stop avoiding their feelings for each other and get together, which made her laugh. After the information about Gulmira was provided to Tony, by a reporter than he had apparently slept with according to Jamie and Pepper, her brother went straight to Obadiah. This had forced her to stay right behind her brother, which was not an easy task in high heels. He confronted Obadiah about the weapons and possible double dealing and the man not only admitted to that but so much more that Lorna already had suspected. Obadiah confessed not only to the double dealing but to locking Tony and the other members of the Stark family out of the company to take control. Lorna had known in her gut that the smug bastard had been working in a coup. She had felt it in her gut even before Tony's return from captivity, and when he said that he wasn't afraid of her, she was quick to let him know that he should be very afraid of her because he had no idea of what she could truly could do. Obadiah loved to say that she and her son were not Starks but Lehnsherrs. The man was asking to see how much of a Lehnsherr she truly was, though she only was one via her DNA. In truth, she and her son were Starks. Howard Stark adopted her and raised her. He was her father. Tony had enough of Obadiah's remarks about Lorna and Jamie not being Starks and warned him that he had better not make them ever again because they were Starks. As for his actions with the company, they would be dealt with accordingly. Lorna then followed Tony's lead from the event, effectively throwing Obadiah to the wolves of the press. The good thing was that no matter what the asshole had no access at all to Tony's current project, which was the best silver lining to the current situation.
Now, it was time for her to tell Fury what was going on with Tony because she knew that's exactly why he'd called her in. She knew he likely had seen about that event last night on the news and how little sleep she'd gotten. This was Nick Fury and he would tell her she could sleep when she was dead. She had a job and he expected his reports when he asked for them not whenever she felt like delivering them or the spirit moved her. She took a seat across from his desk and continued to sip on her coffee, waiting for him to speak.
"Coulson gave you my message I see," Fury stated as Lorna crossed her legs in the chair.
"Phil's a good messenger, Nick," she responded between sips. "Though apparently neither of you care about me having any sleep or anything to deal with a hangover."
"Job comes first, though you and your brother seemed to enjoy gate crashing that event last night."
Lorna laughed at his comment. Tony had seen the party in the news and couldn't resist it after the way they were talking about him. He had a real problem with the rumors that were going around about him and she couldn't blame him. He wanted to show up to set the record straight so they went as a team.
"Well, you see, Nick, Tony took a real issue with not only the lack of invitation to his own charity party but the rumors flying around about his state of mind since the press conference," she said.
"You know that doesn't surprise me one bit," he quipped.
"I'd be shocked if it did."
"You really keep couture at the ready?"
"Just a couple of gowns. I'm a Stark. I kind of never know. It's my life."
"You make me glad my life has stayed in the shadows."
"Shut up. You know I envy that."
"Believe me I've heard you and even on occasion your mother bitch about it enough dating all the way back to Howard."
Lorna snorted a laugh between sips of her coffee. She was already getting the impression that Fury didn't call her in for small talk or anything simple. She was going to be here a while and would likely need a lot more caffeine before this meeting or even day was over. She had been assigned to watch Tony but beyond that she wasn't sure what else this would be about.
"That's why I've put you in deep cover missions as much as I could. Luckily, Tony's dumb ass only nearly blew one of them," Fury informed her.
"He was drugged, in his defense," Lorna quickly replied. "Which made made it in a way as hilarious as it was annoying."
"Is it true that Barton made blackmail videos?"
"Yes it is."
"See this is why I hate sending all of you on missions together without supervision."
"I thought Barton was the supervision as Team Leader, Nick?"
"And he makes blackmail videos on Tony Stark."
Lorna started laughing. It's like Fury didn't know them at all. The man could only roll his eyes at her laughter as he picked up and started drinking his own coffee.
"I'm his senior on tenure, but you don't trust me not to screw up, apparently," she scoffed. "I've never been unsuccessful."
"Your skill set is best focused elsewhere, Lorna," he commented. "You have capabilities that no other agent will ever have. Stop thinking I don't want you to lead when you already do from within and as a mentor to newer agents."
"I've never thought about it that way."
"Of course you haven't. It's because you will never be able to see yourself the way others, at least not when the views aren't negative."
"Stop trying to make me emotional, Nick!"
"Emotions prove you're not him. You're not cold and angry all the time. You're kind and caring. You're far from being just like him."
"I still can't escape it, that comparison."
"Yes, you can. You may have similar powers and his DNA..."
"And his temper," she interjected.
"That doesn't make you and Erik the same person. It, also, doesn't make you anywhere near as dangerous as he is. He's an extremist and you can reason."
"They don't see those things. Not everyone is capable of seeing those things. They only see that I have his blood."
"It's their fear of mutants, Lorna."
"It's more than that, Nick. Obadiah called Jamie and I both Lehnsherrs not Starks. He, also, said he wasn't afraid of me last night."
"What did you and Tony do about it?"
"Tony told him that we were Starks, and I told him that he should be afraid of me."
Nick Fury knew just how temperamental Lorna could be, and Obadiah Stane seemed to enjoy trying to provoke her. He was glad that Tony was defending her and Jamie as part of the Stark family. It's what Howard would have wanted. Now, he just needed information on what was really going on with Tony so he could get Lorna's help with something much bigger.
"Your assignment isn't Stane. I have others to worry about him," Fury advised. "What the hell is your brother up to? That escape suit? Have you seen it?"
"I've seen the upgraded edition," Lorna answered with a sly grin.
"Excuse me?"
"He's been building and perfecting an upgraded model. He's also done something rather extraordinary with arc reactor tech. However, he's currently got a giant hole in his house."
Fury was giving Lorna a look of shock and surprise. He'd be in total disbelief if not for what they experienced with Carol Danvers in 1995.
"How in the hell did he get a hole in the house?" Fury inquired in a nonchalant tone as if these things were perfectly normal to them.
"He crash landed while taking the suit on a test run because flew so gif into the atmosphere that it iced over," Lorna disclosed in a similar tone, causing Fury to chuckle.
"I would have loved to have seen that! In fact, I would have paid to have seen it."
"You and me both! I came home from dinner with Jamie to the mess! Then when I even tried to chastise him about it, not only did he call me Pepper but he said he almost got it right and isn't dead."
"Were you really surprised by that?"
"Honestly, no. He said to be his sister and find him a drink. I just shook my head and told him that's why he had Dum-E."
"Who or what is that?"
"One of his robot minions."
"Now, I've been keeping this next thing under wraps for some time, but I want you to be my number one on it."
Lorna was taken aback. He'd never allowed her this opportunity in her entire career at SHIELD.
"You've never once made me the number one on anything, Nick," Lorna responded in shock.
"Prior to now I was afraid to ask," he admitted.
"Yet now you're doing it."
"For good reason. You were the only one that saw certain things in 1995. There are things even Coulson still doesn't know."
"What does Danvers have to do with this?"
"Everything."
Lorna raised an eyebrow at him curiously. Carol Danvers was the very reason they recovered the Tesseract again with the help of a cat, that was actually an alien creature called a Fluerkin, named Goose.
"Explain," Lorna half commanded. "Then I'm overdue a Goose update."
"My cat is fine," Fury informed her. "Carol Danvers is not only the reason we recovered the Tesseract but that we know there's a lot more out there and we need to be prepared. Also, should anything happen to me, you get Goose."
"Talking about your will proves you're not a Skrull, but if you ever talk about dying on me again, I'm kicking your ass. I'll be glad to take Goose though. He only knows Coulson besides me, and you can't leave Phil an alien cat."
"Speaking of Skrull, Talos has paid me a few visits. I won't lie about that. I've been working with him and Soren on some things."
"And this project?"
"I call it the Avengers Initiative."
"Carol's call sign was Avenger. She inspired you?"
"She certainly did."
"What's the point of it?"
"To bring together a group of extraordinary individuals as a team to defend this planet from large threats on and off Earth, to become the Earth's mightiest heroes."
"You think this can work?"
"I do."
"I'm in and maybe if it's really bad we can work together with my Uncle and his team of X-Men. It could be the ultimate team."
"This means Polaris would be an Avenger."
"I know."
"I'm thinking we look at Tony if this suit of his works out."
"We send someone in then but not yet."
"Any idea when?"
"I'll think on it and get back to you. Also, I want my old position back and re-assigned back to New York. I hate LA."
"And, just who told you that you could make any demands of me, young lady?"
"I'm not even that much younger than you so saying that to me is weird. And who? Me, myself, and I."
"Stop acting like you and your girlfriend are the same age then."
"Natasha and I aren't in a relationship anymore. We're just friends with benefits."
"If neither of you find a man, then you're going to grow old with each other and you know it."
"That is probably true. So, your answer?"
"Fine, just don't tell anyone."
"Thank you, Nick!"
"Now get out before I change my mind, you pain in the ass!"
"What about the project?"
"I'll send some readings and be in touch."
"Alright. Have a good day, sir."
Lorna left Fury's office in a good mood. She was finally going to be taking the lead on a project. It gave her a confidence she wasn't used to as dvd exited SHIELD's LA office to go back to Tony's and pack. She was finally going back home to New York. There would no more living at Tony's house or some furnished LA apartment. No, she was going back to her New York apartment, which was calling her name from thousands of miles away after over a year away. She would be back there tomorrow and she couldn't wait. She almost couldn't contain her excitement that she felt bubbling over within her as she got into the R8 to drive back to Malibu. Perhaps things were truly looking up for her life now. She would see Nat a lot more now, even if it wouldn't always be daily since Nat took a lot more deep cover missions than anyone in their group. Still, she smiled as she felt this somehow was not only a good change but the best change possible for her life right now as she pulled out of the parking lot in the direction of the freeway. She found her mind wandering back in time to missions from her past, particularly the one where she first met Nat.
Flashback - September 2003: Bucharest, Romania
Lorna scanned the bar looking for Natalia. This was the place they were supposed to meet. It had taken her almost two weeks in this mission to fully get in with Natalia Vostokoff, her assigned target. She'd returned to base to her mission partner, Clint Barton, to have him tell her that we don't build trust with the enemy in a deep cover in a deep cover operation by having sec with the enemy. She smacked him over the back of the head and reminded him of what his job was. She had ti do hers, plus she unexpectedly enjoyed the sex, so this was likely also giving her some kind of sexual self discovery as well. Perhaps she could be bi-sexual with the way she found herself not only enjoying her night in bed with Natalia but attracted to the Russian woman. In fact, she found herself craving her touch the entire day like a drug. No matter what, she made progress with Natalia and that is what mattered the most, even if she was unable to stop thinking about how bad she wanted Natalia to fuck her into oblivion again.
Lorna had started the mission as a new dancer in a Bucharest Ballet Company with ties to an underground escort ring. The target was Natalia because she was not only believed to be the recruiter but a widow from the Red Room. The mission was to get close to Natalia, get recruited, take a position as an escort, and then bring her in. Clint would then help to bust the ring by coming in as a client but, also, provide back up. Step one was now complete and Lorna hoped this meant she was about to start the next step of the mission.
"Hello, beautiful," Lorna heard a familiar voice from behind her, causing her to turn around.
"Natalia," she replied in a heavily British accented voice as she eyed the Russian up and down. "You look gorgeous!"
"As do you."
Natalia took her by the hand and lead her through the dimly lit, smokey bar to a back hallway. She watched as Natalia gave the bouncer a nod and he opened the door to a stairwell. They entered it and the door was closed quickly behind them. Lorna was very curious now as to where they were going.
"Where are you taking me?" Lorna questioned curiously.
"Someone you should meet," Natalia answered quickly as they reached the top of the stairs.
"Do you want me to meet them?"
"Of course I do. He's just kind of moody."
Now Lorna's interest was really piqued by that comment. She laughed slightly at Natalia's comment. She couldn't stop playing her role.
"Moody? Who is he?" she inquired of her Russian target.
"My boss," was Natalia's answer as they stopped in front of a door and the Russian put a finger to her lips. "Once we go in, please don't say a word unless he speaks to you."
"I can do that."
That made Lorna a little nervous, but she had experience with that type already. She just wasn't the most submissive woman in the world. Natalia knocked on the door and waited for a response. They heard a muffled 'come in' from the other side in Russian, so Natalia opened the door. The Russian woman lead Lorna into the room and then closed the door behind them. Lorna kept reminding herself to breathe and not to let into them about her ability to speak Russian. She looked over towards the desk to see the dark haired man hadn't looked up yet. She didn't allow herself to flinch as she waited on him to lift his head and look at them. When he finally did, if she had been holding anything, she would have dropped it because she'd know those deep blue eyes anywhere.
"Natalia, leave us," he calmly commanded.
A very confused Natalia quickly left the room, shutting the door behind her. Lorna still found herself unable to speak. After all this time, she was looking at James. It had been a little over two decades and nothing had changed. He still looked exactly the same. He hadn't said a word as she kept her eyes locked on him while he stood up and walked around the desk. Even after two decades, just looking at him made her insides shiver with desire. It only took a look for him to have her lusting for him.
James was doing everything he could to visibly hide his shock at seeing the woman who was standing before him. The best thing he did was instantly remove Natalia from that room so he could speak freely to the woman who had plagued his mind for two decades. He hadn't been able to take his eyes off her just as hers hadn't left him. She was more than just a woman who he had a history with. She was also the mother of his child. He had made her promise not to fall in love with him but he never made such promises.
Lorna took a deep intake of breath as he walked towards her. He took just a couple of steps past her to lock the door. He had his hair cropped short and his beard neatly trimmed as he was dressed in a full suit with a tie. He had a leather glove on his left hand to help hide the metal arm and he looked amazing. She would be lying to herself if she said she wasn't turned on by how he looked though she was shocked that she was standing there with him. How could it even be possible?
"Lorna?" He inquired, uncertainty in his voice as he now stood before her. "Is it really you?"
"It's really me, James," she responded in her normal voice as he placed a finger under her chin and tilted her face upwards so he could look directly into eyes.
"You shouldn't be here."
"I'm working."
"You're no ballerina nor are you an escort, Lorna. You're a spy, aren't you?"
"James..."
"I'm not going to blow your cover. I'm going to keep you safe."
"How, James? How can you keep me safe?"
He leaned down and captured her lips passionately. It had been far too long since he had seen her, much less kissed her. He was never supposed to fall in love with in love with her and he did anyway. He broke the rules he set for himself. He made her make the promise that he couldn't keep himself. He loved her. He would always do everything within his power to keep herself. No matter what his orders were, he would never be able to hurt her. He knew she would keep her promise to find someone worthy of her one day and while it would hurt him to see it. He wanted her to be happy.
The kiss was intense as it was passionate. Even after all this time, the spark between them was still there as he wrapped his arms around her and pulled her closer to his chest. In some ways as it was as if no time had passed at all.
"By making you mine," he stated as soon as their lips parted. "The boss can have a declared girl who stays in a suite with an adjoining suite to his. No one is allowed to touch her without his permission. I'm the boss here, and I've never before made a girl mine."
"And you're not concerned with why I'm here?" She questioned.
"Considering your bosses and mine are likely enemies, it's better that I not know."
"You're not worried?"
"Right now the only thing I'm worried about is just being with you."
She wrapped her arms around his neck and pulled herself even closer to him. It has been two decades and still her body craved his. There had been no one else at all until Natalia for her and especially no other man. She had sworn off love from a very young age thanks to the severely toxic relationship between her mother and biological father that she barely knew. However, James was different. He would always be a weakness for her and she was very much aware of that. It only took one look from him to make her melt. It was just unfortunate that he would never know their son for his own protection.
"Did they tell you I was rescued before I had our baby or was that kept from you?" She asked him as his hand dropped back to her waist, unable to hold in her curiosity.
"Oh I was told and have secretly held in my happiness about it all this time," He responded with a smile. "You have no idea how grateful I am that they never got their hands on our child. They would have done such horrible things to our..."
"Son, James. I gave birth to a healthy boy and he looks just like you."
He pulled her even closer to him as he wrapped his arms tighter around her and kissed her forehead. They didn't just share a child together, it was more than that. They shared a son. She was the mother of his son.
"Oh, Lorna," He spoke softly. "And you had to raise him on your own. You truly are amazing."
"James, I did have help from my family," She replied. "Perhaps a bit more than I should have from my brother. He's not always the best influence on Jamie."
"His name is Jamie?"
"We call him Jamie. His name is James."
He was stunned. He didn't just have a son. His son was named for him. It was an honor every man wanted but one he never thought he would have.
"You named him for me?" He questioned.
"You're his father and were the best thing about that time besides the little souvenir you left me with," She confirmed. "It felt right."
"It's an honor I feel I don't deserve."
"Don't say that. What matters is that I felt you did."
"What does he know of me?"
"That you treated me well."
He smiled at her. This is what he would want his son to know about him, not the other things about him, what he could remember of at least.
"That's what I would want him to know," he affirmed.
"I know," she said in response with a smile. "What of you I got to know then indicated that much to me."
"I'm glad your family helped, even if you think your brother isn't always the best influence."
"My brother isn't horrible. He just can be a bit of a playboy. My brother is a brilliant man. He has his own business and Jamie has become his protégé."
"He's in business?"
"More like science and technology. He's brilliant and you'd be as proud of him as I am."
"I'll be proud of him no matter what, as long as he doesn't turn out like me."
Lorna smiled at him as he leaned down and kissed her once again. This kiss was sweeter. She never imagined they would ever cross paths again and now she was holding back tears of joy. He moved to deepen the kiss but a knock at the door stopped everything. They quickly pulled apart and he groaned aloud as he walked the short couple of steps to the door, unlocked it, and then opened it before releasing s frustrated huff.
"I had told you to leave, but by all means, Natalia, come in," He stated before standing aside. "Is there a reason you're still standing outside my office?"
"I never even introduced her, boss," She explained as he shut the door behind her. "It's not like you to question them yourself."
"Natalia, have the boys set up the suite that adjoins to mine immediately. She's going to be mine."
Lorna watched a shocked expression form on Nat's face as James walked over to her and wrapped his arms around her from behind. It made her wonder what his story was with them.
"You've never taken a girl as yours. EVER," Nat began. "Yet there's a legend about you and why you never have..."
"Natalia..." he interrupted her in a warning tone.
"She's the woman from the story, isn't she?"
"What story?" Lorna inquired as he grumbled aloud. "And, don't start that! I'm curious!"
"He's the guy from your past?"
He partially buried his face into the back of Lorna's head as her face turned a slight red color as they were both unsure of how to react as well as respond to Nat figuring them out that they had a past with each other.
"Stop hiding, James," Nat chuckled as she found the slight embarrassment of the two of them a bit hilarious. "At least it's me that knows the truth of you two and not someone else. I won't spread it around. I can be discreet."
He moved his head so he was facing Nat before speaking, "Go get her suite prepped. Get her from mine in the morning to take her to get her things moved in."
"It was as serious as I heard."
"Go, Natalia! You can talk with her tomorrow!"
"She's your girl now, James, but full disclosure, we had sex."
"That doesn't bother me as long as next time I can either watch or join..."
Lorna slapped him in the arm before interjecting, "Oh you wish!"
Nat laughed loudly in a way that was so contagious that Lorna quickly joined her. If only he realized just how endearing she found this.
"I'll go make sure your suite is ready and I'll see you in the morning to help you move in. It's across the hall from mine so we'll be neighbors," Nat disclosed. "There's no one else in the floor but security."
"Goodbye, Natalia," James dictates as Nat rolled her eyes and Lorna tried not to giggle.
Nat quickly turned and left the room without another word. James placed a quick kiss on Lorna's cheek before stepping away from her and going to lock the door. He turned around and leaned against it, examining her with his eyes. He'd been made aware of how much time had passed. She had barely aged in appearance due to her mutation and he knew the time in cryo-freeze did the same for him. She work a simple, lace trimmed black cocktail dress that came to the middle of her thighs with high heels. She was showing just the right amount of cleavage that would entice any man, but to him, who had already seen every inch of her, it was enough to set him on edge.
"Now, where were we?" He queried with a sideways smirk that made her shudder.
"I'm not sure," She teased in response. "Were we anywhere?"
"You want to be a tease?"
"Where do you want to be?"
"My version of heaven," he admitted, as he stalked towards her seductively then pulled her into his arms and against his chest. "I discovered it a long time ago with you, inside you when I'm between your thighs."
She traced a finger down his muscular chest slowly before reaching his belt. Then she looked up into his eyes and gave him a twisted smile. She hadn't been touched by a man in a long time, as her been the only man who had. She still wasn't sure if there would ever be another man in her life or her bed. James, however, would always be welcome, whoever he truly was.
"Then, let me show you heaven," she proposed as she threw her arms around his neck.
He lifted her up and she instinctively wrapped her legs around his waist as their lips connected in a fury of passion. He walked over to his desk, deepening the kiss, and sat her down on the edge of it before reaching behind her and shoving everything off the top of it. He made a mental note to thank whoever it was that got him a laptop as well as to be grateful to her he had put it away earlier that evening. He was going to owe the cleaning staff a rather large tip tomorrow.
"This is just a pre-round. I have a bed with our name on it, but I can't wait any longer," he breathed as their kiss broke.
She was breathless underneath him as he leaned over her. She knew he was still standing the ground but he was so primal in the way he kissed her and cleaned off the desk she was now partially laying in that it only turned her in more. She knew her underwear was soaked, and she was far from opposed to animalistic sex on his desk before going back to his suite for more. If he left her too sore to walk tomorrow then she wouldn't object.
"Don't tease me with words like that, James," She smirked as she began to unbutton his shirt.
He slid his right hand under her dress and between her thighs, not stopping until he reached her folds, barely covered by thin, lace underwear. He gave her that seductive, sideways grin that always made her melt as he slid the soaking material to the side and slipped a finger into her wetness, causing her to gasp aloud in pleasure.
"More than wet," He crooned. "Soaking and ready for me to touch you."
"Please James," She moaned, almost begging as he added another finger and pumped them harder.
"Is this what you want, Doll?"
"Yes..."
She let out a cry of pleasure as her breathing more heavy and labored. His lips found their way to her neck, lightly kissing at first before starting to bite and sickle on the delicate skin found there. He had to mark his territory. He wanted to bring her to oblivion, yet his patience to be inside her was not holding strong at all. The good thing was that he could tell she was close and he hadn't even touched her clit yet.
He removed his lips from her neck, after having left the perfect, red shaded mark on her porcelain skin just above her collar bone to indicate that she was hid before sliding to his knees. He used his metal arm to pull her legs apart more before sliding her dress up just a little. It had already been obvious that she was wearing thigh highs with garters, but for him to get more of a peak of it made his pants even more uncomfortable from his arousal. He was going to have to make her wearing these a requirement. He bent down towards her dripping core, where his fingers were still working her over, causing her to let out little cries of pleasure as her walls tightened around them. He licked up some of her dripping juices and savored the tasted that hadn't crossed his lips in over two decades. It was still the sweetest nectar in the world to him.
"Oh fuck! James..." she moaned as her whole body quivered as he began to swirl his tongue around her clit. "Oh God!"
She instinctively tangled one of her hands in his dark hair as she leaned back on the desk. She'd missed the magic of his touch. It wasn't just about feeling desired but the pure pleasure she felt from it. She'd not been with anyone else until Natalia and even that was different. He already knew every inch of her and how to drive her wild. That's exactly what he was doing as she felt herself on the edge of a climax. She'd not been able to be silent at all so she knew it would be no different when the dam broke on her release. If there was anyone in a nearby room then they would be hearing them tonight.
He felt her walls tighten around his fingers as his tongue continued to work on her clit while his fingers pumped in and out of her. He knew with she was about to release her orgasm right into his hands. He could feel it. She screamed his name aloud as the juices of her climax released out into his hands. He stopped the movement with his fingers and lowered his mouth to where he could lap up the juices of her release, drinking them in, and allowing his tongue to explore inside of her as she pushed his head deeper into her core while crying out for more.
Her legs were shaking from the orgasm and she wanted more. She didn't want him to stop. His mouth on her was magic. The climax had sent a rush through her entire body and all she wanted was more.
"Oh fuck! James, you make me feel so good," she declared with shaky breathing. "I need more, so much more."
He lifted his head, forcing her to removed her hand from his hair and stood up to his full height. He slowly put his hands on the delicate fabric of her panties and began to remove them. She followed his lead, lifting her body when she needed to, so he could get them off of her body. Once they were completely removed, he tossed them to the floor then pulled her up to him so he could kiss her. As their lips touched, she could taste her own juices on his lips. He used his arms to pull her completely off the desk and flush against his body.
"I need to be inside of you," He husked.
"I need to feel you inside me," She professed.
Her legs were shaky, and if he hadn't been holding her up, she probably would have fallen to the floor. He spun her around and placed kissed on her neck before undoing his belt and then his pants. He was fully erect and ready. He moved his pants out of the way just enough to push his boxers down so he would be able to fully free his cock. He pushed her body up against the desk and bent her over before sliding her dress up until her ass was exposed. He ran his right hand over her perfectly round ass before giving it a slap. She yelped in surprise as he grinned. He was going to have fun with some dominance play one night.
"James!" She exclaimed in surprise.
"We are so going to have a lot of fun one night," he remarked with a grin as he ran his hand over her ass again. "A type of fun I'm rather excited to show you how to play around with."
"I'm sure it will be fun but right now I just need you to fuck me until my legs can't move."
"That's really what you want? You want me to fuck you that hard?"
"Yes, James, I do. Please...God...do it now!"
"Even if this may hurt?"
"It will feel too good to hurt because it will be your cock inside of me."
He didn't need another word from her as he used his hand to open her legs. He then guided her to bend over further then guided her hands to placement on either side of the desk for her to hold onto. He had his metal arm gripping the side of the desk not far behind hers to help with his own grip. He leaned down and let his lips find hers once again before standing back to his full height, ready to guide his cock into her ready and waiting heat.
She stayed in the position he placed her in, holding her tight grip on the desk, and took in a deep breath as she waited on him to enter her. She felt the tip of cock at the entrance of her folds as he began to push inside of her, not taking his time at all. She felt him place his hand on her hip as he pushed all the way into her with a grunt. She cried out as the tip of his cock hit her cervix.
"Oh God, James!" She screamed as he pulled out and slammed into her again, causing her to scream out in pleasure once again. "Oh fuck!"
"I've never had you like this, Doll, but being inside you is still my heaven," He praised as he began to quicken his pace. "Fuck, Lorna, nothing in the world ever has felt better than my cock inside your pussy."
"God, James, don't fucking stop!"
"I'm not stopping, Doll, not until we cum together."
"God...fuck me harder!"
"Doll, I will fuck you as hard as you want."
He pushed harder into her with the next thrust, causing her to scream louder. She could feel her legs going weak as he continued his rough and steady movements. He grunted as he thrust again, this time he could hear the wood in the desk crack under the strength of his grip. He could feel her walls start to tighten around him with each thrust. She was getting close to her peak, that climax that would send her over the edge.
"Oh God...James!" She shrieked in pleasure and he slammed into her again. "Fuck...I'm so fucking close!"
"I love that dirty fucking mouth of yours, Doll," He divulged as he continued his pace. "I'm almost there, Doll. We go together."
"Together."
She felt him thrust into her again, hard, and then his release into her of the hot liquid inside her from his cock filling her as her own orgasm followed, mixing the juices of hers with his own. They both cried out together as he lead over her back from near exhaustion and she could feel her legs about to buckle. He had done to her just what she asked him to do. He saw the crack in the desk that he had heard while they were in the midst of sex and hoped it was repairable. If it wasn't, then he could say it would be the first time he's broken a desk from having sex on it. He was definitely looking forward to however long she was going to be there. She breathed out, still unable to release her grip on the desk and not wanting to come down from the high of that orgasm. There was a part of her that did not want this mission to end any time soon. She had never had sex like this before and all she could think about was how soon could they do it again.
End Flashback
Memories like that made her truly miss James sometimes. Then there were times she really missed the sex and wondered if it was the only thing at all she missed. There was more than that between them. She had feelings for him that were a giant ball of confusion for her and beyond complicated. The sex, however, was never complicated. He was one of two people she had shared a bed with, Nat being the other, and she had even had sex with them both at the same time on a few occasions. She had to admit that the sex with James and Nat together was wild but some of the most intense she ever had. While she and Nat did end up spending two years living together in a romantic relationship after the Russian defected and became a SHIELD agent, they had realized they were better off as friends. Though their friendship did include certain benefits in the sex department, Nat was her trusted confidant that she could discuss things with that she couldn't with others because no one would ever understand her darkness like her. She would always have a special love in her heart for her Russian lover who had become her closest friend, besides Pepper. Nat had assured Lorna that one day she truly would allow herself to love the right one for her and stop being afraid of it because of her past pain, despite the fact that Nat herself finds love to be for children.
Lorna then opted to not make her New York return a total surprise and inform Nat ahead of time. She hit the button for the R8's Bluetooth and then for selected for it call Nat.
"Hello, Beautiful," Nat answered.
"Almost six years and you still greet me the same," Lorna responded as she smiled to herself.
"I only speak the truth and I really miss you."
"I'm coming home."
"Like for real? For how long?"
"Fury let me go back to my normal job so for good."
"Thank God! Life is boring without you."
"And I fucking hate LA."
"You act like you've been trapped with Tony the whole time."
"No it's not my brother. I hate the heat! And, it never rains here!"
Nat laughed out loud at her. For someone American born, Lorna could be so British.
"Go ahead and laugh. I can't help it with my British mother and uncle," Lorna laughed in response. "And I enjoy my tea time."
"So does your mom," Nat stated. "She's had me take tea with her a lot with you stuck out there in LA."
"I'm not surprised. I'm actually almost back to Tony's now."
"Good. The sooner you're packed, the sooner you're back here and we can go out."
"Pizza and beers are my place while I unpack?"
"Yep. Then we drag Summers out of his man cave for some real fun."
"What about Clint?"
"I'll call him do he gets his ass here to welcome you back."
"Thanks, Nat."
"I could kiss Fury but I won't."
"Speaking of kissing bosses...I've had Bucharest on my mind."
"Him, how we started, or a little bit of everything? Some of it you don't need to have on your mind, especially him, and you know that."
"He's the father of my son, Nat. He will always be a part of me."
"What you feel for James is not love, Lorna. It's an unhealthy and fucked up attachment your captors caused. Seeing him again didn't completely change that for you, especially with how easily you fell into bed with him."
Lorna knew how emotional thinking of him could make her but talking about him was harder. She could feel the tears start to form because she knew just how right Nat was. She always remained so confused about her feelings for James, other than lust.
"Just lust is what you're saying?" Lorna questioned as she tried to hold back tears.
"Lorna, I know you well enough to know you're hiding the tears you're trying not to cry," Nat implied. "Don't cry. What happened to you and caused this was never your fault."
"I deserve to feel more than lust for someone."
"Yes, you do, but stop letting yourself stay hung up on him. I know the sex was amazing. I had it with him too!"
"I recall several occasions if all three of us in that bed."
"Those were some good nights, us fighting over which one of us had control of your body."
"Fighting? More often than not you two enjoyed torturing me! In the end it was still some incredible sex."
"If I remember correctly, you were in our bed quite a lot."
"Oh about half the time, almost, I believe, but all of this isn't helping you at all."
"It's hard not to dwell when nothing has come into my life to show me anything real can exist. Raven runs from Hank and don't even get me started on my actual parents."
"Your parents, or should I say Erik and Lizzie, will always be a big contributor in the why you feel the way you do about love. The thing is you still believe in it because a romantic optimist still exists in you. I'm not sure how but it does, which is a good thing."
"There's still an innocent girl inside me that believes in fairytales."
"And that's your Uncle Charles's influence."
Lorna belted out a laugh. If her Uncle Charles got credit for anything, it was her extensive and well-rounded education. He found fables and fairytales essential to the shaping of the foundation of a person's mind so he stressed learning them. He, also, taught his students that it wasn't childish to enjoy them or believe in them.
"It's that belief that's given my heart strength with all I've gone through and hope, even in the darkness when I want to have none at all," Lorna expressed.
"I know. Now put James in the back of your mind. You will have what you truly deserve, which is a man to love and worship you like the goddess you are as equally as you will love him," Nat maintained. "Let me know as soon as you know what time you're arriving."
"I'll text as soon as I know."
"I'll be waiting on it. I love you."
"I love you, too."
Lorna pulled up at Tony's knowing Nat was right. She had way more to focus her mind on than James. She was going back home to New York, plus she had a new assignment in which she was now the lead for the first time ever. Nat was right on the love thing too. Lorna could swear it was off all she wanted, but if the right person came along, she'd never be able to fight it. This wasn't anything she could afford to focus on. She had to get packed because she was expecting some reading from Fury on the Avengers Initiative project and there was no telling how much he was going to send. She was getting back to the real work now and she had really missed it.
Author's Note
I hope you enjoyed this chapter. There will be a time jump when we enter the next chapter, which I've already started writing it. Stay tuned for it as it will be ready soon! - Leia
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