bwidow:
When Wendell seemed to be surprised that Nathan was getting in the tub with him he was confused and there wasnât much that threw him off. He was always aware of the influence that he had on people, something that was made evident by their long stares and whatnot. Yet, for it being someone in his own team he couldnât help but wonder just how much he could play along with it. Since the Scarlet Witch didnât move much in the tub the Black Widow was pressed up against him, flaccid cock pushing up against the other maleâs ass. âJust relax. Youâre more tense than Steve when he first woke up from the ice.â Nate started to run his hands along Wendellâs back slowly, exploring the otherâs body. âWhen was the last time you let some tension go, got some relief?â The question was pretty open ended. He moved his hands up the mutantâs back and over his shoulders, massaging them slightly. The only thing that would have made this better right now was a glass of wine, or something even harder. The beautiful body in front of him was going to have to satisfy him enough he guessed.
Wendell let himself unwind in the otherâs grip, practically melting under those hands that were working magic into his shoulders. His body laying lax against the otherâs his ass now perched in Nathanâs lap. Round muscular assets, lined perfectly against the otherâs cock as he ground down in an attempt to get settled. Not fully realizing what he might be doing. âI donât usually let out tension... Pietro helps though... He helps remind me to stay calm.â He letâs this knowledge out without thinking, without realizing what heâs saying. His own hands now reaching under the water and gripping the otherâs thighs that were wrapped around him. âthis feels nice Nathan... please... show me more.â He spoke in a whisper as his head fell back to rest against Nathanâs shoulder. @bwidow

















