Featuring:To celebrate Biden winning the election, I wanted to treat my readers to a free commission as voted by my Twitter followers! It had been a long day of shooting but thankfully, Tom was able to take the rest of the day off. It was about 5 in the afternoon when he stepped out of his trailer, wearing a simple grey hoodie and a pair of jeans. As he began walking down the many actors’ trailers, he came across the one that said ‘Steve Rogers’ on the front. Then he remembered something Chris had told him earlier that day:
‘Feel free to stop by my trailer if you ever wanna go for a drink.’ Feeling like it was the polite thing to do, Tom walked up the steps and gave the door a knock. “Come in.” He heard Chris’ voice say. So, Tom pushed open the door and was shocked to find inside was Chris Evans in the Captain America suit… Well, somewhat. He had the belt, gloves and helmet off, then the suit looked like it had only been halfway unzipped at the back. Underneath he had some kind of black netting that was semi exposing the slither of his back. “Oh, sorry!” Tom blurted out, going to shut the door again. “No, no, it’s fine. Actually, I could use your help.” Chris chuckled. He had grown out a bit of a beard - it looked as though it wasn't that long since he shaved. “R-Really?” Tom asked, surprised, stepping through the door. “Yeah, this thing’s so hard to unzip. Would you mind?” Chris asked. “Oh, um… Yeah, sure.” Tom blushed, walking over. He went right up to the muscular man, who looked over his shoulder at the newbie Avenger. Tom was already in awe of this beautiful man in the sexy suit, but to be able to undress him was something he never thought he’d be able to do. With shaky hands, Tom reached up and began pulling the subtle zip that was already a quarter way down. “Thanks, man. I really appreciate it.” Chris smiled as Tom watched the zip travel slowly down the arch of the back, exposing more and more of the skin, still half hidden by the netting beneath. It took every inch of willpower not to kiss at the soft looking skin as Tom reached the very bottom. The back of the suit opened up, showing off the broad, muscular back for Tom to see. Tom could feel his cock twitching in his denim as he stopped himself from running his hands all over his coworker’s body. “Could you also gimme a hand with this? It’s kinda awkward.” Chris mentioned, referring to the front half of his suit. Tom walked round to the front of Chris, who had his arms stretched out. “Just gently pull it off.” Chris instructed. Tom just nodded, throat completely dry. With a bit of fumbling, Tom managed to peel the front of the suit off of Chris’ arms but what he unveiled made him want to drool. The huge, muscular body was revealed for Tom, wearing nothing but that black netting. The huge pecs, the defined abs, the bulging shoulders and biceps, the perfectly carved v-lines and collarbones - Chris was sculpted to perfection. Tom was utterly speechless. “You okay, bud?” Chris asked, noticing as he placed the top half of the suit onto a hanger in his wardrobe. “Sorry, I err… I just… The suit’s so cool.” Tom blushed, clearly flustered as he stared upon the round ass in the blue pants. “Yeah? You sure that’s all?” Chris asked, before looking downwards. It was then Tom realised he had gotten rock hard without even noticing. A very noticeable bulge had formed in his jeans. “Shiiit… Shit, Chris, I'm so sorry, I don't know what’s come over me.” Tom blurted out, knowing nothing he could say would cool off his burning red cheeks. “It's okay, Tom. Seriously.” Chris assured him, stepping closer. “It-It is?” Tom stammered. “Of course. How about you help me take this off, too?” Chris said in a low tone. Tom realised what was happening from the subtle dirty smile on Chris’ face. “Okay…” Tom breathed, shakily approaching him again. He reached down and took hold of the netting. It was tucked into Chris’ tight, blue pants, so Tom pulled it out and began lifting it upwards. He had to go on his tippy toes in order to bring the netting shirt over Chris’ head. In tense silence, Tom pulled the fabric off of Chris’ huge arms until he had the whole shirt in his arms. He looked up at the huge, muscular coworker. The dusting of fuzz spread across Chris’ chest, making Tom’s dick throb again. The sexual tension was so thick Tom felt like he could barely breathe. “Tom?” Chris said. “Y-Yeah.” “You have the rest of the day off, right?” “Yeah.” “Perfect.” Chris smirked before suddenly grabbing Tom by his hoodie and pulled him into a hungry kiss. Tom’s eyes widened as he felt the huge, bare arms wrap around him as his lips were under attack. Tom didn't take long to submit though, coming down from the shock. He kissed Chris back, passionately, as his hands began roaming all over Chris’ bulging muscles. He could feel the beard brushing against his lips as their tongues slipped against each other - making Tom moan into the Avenger’s lips. “You want this bad, huh?” The older man whispered when they finally broke off. “I've wanted this for years.” Tom admitted, breathlessly, looking Chris in his blue eyes. “Yeah? Ever since I met you I did too.” Chris said before reaching down and gripping Tom at the bottom of his hoodie and pulling it up over his head, along with the t-shirt he had on underneath. Tom’s lean, slim but muscular body was revealed to Chris. “Sounds like we shoulda done this sooner.” Tom half laughed, reaching up and palming at Chris’ huge pec. “Then let’s make up for lost time.” Chris smirked before gripping Tom’s curls and burying his face into the pecs. Tom gasped as he felt the pillow-like chest encase his face. He wrapped his arms around Chris’ waist as he eagerly began licking at the cleavage between the pecs. The hair on his skin tickled Tom’s tongue as he began lapping the Cap up. With Chris still gripping the messy curls, Tom travelled across the chest towards one of the pink, perky nipples. Fuelled by his arousal, Tom encased the nub with his mouth and began sucking on it, hard. “Argh yeah, that’s it, baby.” Chris growled, looking down at the costar who was almost half his age, that was worshipping his body. “That’s it, Tom. Taste it all.” He muttered, watching Tom’s tongue swirl around his nipple. Desperate to pleasure Chris, Tom moved onto the second nipple and began sucking on that as well, whilst also reaching up and pinching the previous nipple between his fingers. “You’re so hot…” Tom muttered around the nub before beginning to kiss his way down the muscular body, towards the abs. “Let that tongue go anywhere you want it to go.” Chris smirked, watching Tom’s pink tongue run down his stomach. As Tom bent down to trace the defined lines, Chris ran his hand down Tom’s back, feeling the impressive back muscles. “I'm gonna make you feel so good, Tom…” Chris whispered when Tom began kissing back up the body. “I can't believe this is happening…” Tom admitted, running his hand up Chris’ body and squeezing the pec. “It's happening, baby. And it’ll definitely happen again.” Chris growled, before suddenly reaching down and grabbing Tom by the thighs. Chris lifted Tom off the floor and, like he was light as a pillow, carried him to the sofa before they both collapsed onto it. Tom felt like he was almost being crushed by Chris’ huge body pressed against his as the two hungrily made out, but he loved it. Feeling the chest hair against his hairless body as Chris’ tongue went deep into his mouth was, alone, orgasmic, let alone the grinding that was happening. “Oh, fuck, that feels good, Chris.” Tom muttered between kisses. “Call me Daddy.” Chris commanded him. Tom felt his dick throb at those words… “Yes, Daddy!” Tom moaned, before they kissed again. Tom was so hard he could already feel himself getting close as he felt Chris’ fat meat grinding on his shaft. The only thing separating them was some blue, tight pants and denim. “Mmm, fuck, Daddy… I-I’m so close…” Tom warned him, despite wrapping his legs around Chris’ waist and sinking his nails into the broad back. “Yeah, baby? You gonna cum for me already?” Chris smirked, before leaning down and beginning to kiss at Tom’s neck. “Oh fuck… Yeah…” Tom couldn't believe it. He couldn't believe how quickly he felt his orgasm coming - despite having had plenty of experience. But somehow Chris Evans had this power over him. “Do it, baby… I'm gonna make you cum so much you won't have any left…” Chris growled into Tom’s ear, between wet kisses against his neck. “Oh fuck… Yeah, Daddy… I want that…” Tom whimpered, feeling the intense friction against his cock. “Cum in your pants, baby… Do it… Don't hold back.” Chris continued whispering into Tom’s ear, eager to make the kid cum. “Oh fuck… Oh fuck… OH FUCK!” Tom suddenly cried out, voice cracking as he thrust his body up into the huge man’s bare skin. He could feel his cock twitching inside his jeans as it began spurting load after load all over his thigh, beneath the cotton of the tight boxer briefs. “Yeaaah, that’s it, baby… Oh fuck, that’s hot.” Chris purred, watching as Tom’s body spasmed in his arms from sheer pleasure. When Tom finally finished, his body relaxed back down into the sofa. “I… I've never cum so fast…” Tom panted, a bit embarrassed. “Don't worry. We’re far from finished yet.” Chris smirked before beginning to kiss his way down Tom’s neck. Tom, still breathing heavily, watched as Chris’ lips left a trail of kisses down his heaving chest. He wondered what Chris had in store for him and how many more times he was gonna cum as easily as when he lost his virginity to Harrison. Tom closed his eyes as he felt Chris’ beard brushing against his skin, feeling the soft, wet lips against his abs. Then soon, his eyes opened again as he felt Chris’ hands begin unbuttoning his jeans. “After seeing it hidden behind spandex for so long, I can't wait to see the real thing.” Chris muttered. The strong fingers hooked around the waistband of his denim and underwear, before aggressively pulling them down his legs. Within seconds, the jeans and boxer briefs were thrown onto the floor, rendering Tom completely naked under his costar. His 7 inch, cum soaked, uncut cock flung out. It slapped his abdomen in a sticky mess, still hard and sensitive. “Oh fuckkk…” Chris breathed, in awe of the webshooter. “Y-You like it, Daddy?” Tom said with a cheeky smirk, just about catching his breath from his climax. “You have no idea.” Chris smirked back, before leaning his head down and began lapping up the white paint covering Tom’s skin. “Holy shit…” Tom muttered, watching Chris’ tongue run over his thigh, up to his balls. Then, without hesitation, Chris took one of his balls into his lips. “Ohhhh my God…” Tom shuddered, rolling his head back as Chris began sucking the cum and sweat off the skin of his hairless balls. Tom’s nails sank into the sofa as he felt the burst of pleasure. He was whimpering as he listened to the mouth noisily worshipping each of his balls, one, then two at a time. Then, without warning, Chris opened his mouth wide before swallowing Tom’s entire shaft at once. The warm suction around Tom’s shaft was intense as Chris cleaned the rod of all the sticky white cum. “Oh, Jesus- fuck!” Tom moaned out, hands shooting down to grip the dirty blond hair. Chris only looked up at Tom and gave him a wink as he began bobbing his head up and down on the still sensitive cock. “Oh, holy shit, Daddy… That feels so fucking good…” Tom groaned, watching in disbelief as the man he had fantasised about for years deepthroated him like it was easy. He could feel his body getting sweatier and sweatier as Chris continued to swirl his tongue around the mushroom tip, then swallow the whole thing. Then soon, Chris lifted Tom’s thighs upwards and made the younger boy wrap his legs around Chris’ neck. “Oh wow…” Was the only coherent thing Tom could say as he watched Chris continue to suck him off through his legs. Then, as if that wasn't enough, Tom soon felt a finger begin sneaking it’s way between Tom’s round cheeks. “Oh my God, Daddy!” Tom gasped in surprise as he felt the tip of his finger begin massaging the entrance of his hole - teasingly circling it. All the while, Chris didn't say a word. He just watched Tom’s face contort in pleasure as he carried on bobbing his head up and down. Tom couldn't believe he was feeling a second orgasm approaching - as fast and inevitable as an avalanche. “Oh shit, Daddy, I'm really close!” Tom warned him, although he knew it wouldn't stop the determined actor. Instead, it only egged him on. The finger slipped through Tom’s hole, surprisingly easy… Tom winced, slightly, as his hole was still sensitive from his morning wake up call with Harry. But he also let out a moan as he felt the digit sink deeper and deeper inside his tunnel. Tom wasn't able to hold back any longer. Yet again, he thrusted upwards as he let out a euphoric cry. Chris couldn't make out a single word that made sense, but he wasn't even paying attention that close. Instead, he was focused on gulping down every salty load Tom pumped into his jaw. Tom’s legs released Chris’ neck, only to stretch out as his body felt the intense orgasm. When he finished, Chris let the cock slip from his lips. “Fuck, you taste so good, baby…” Chris muttered, leaning down and kissing Tom’s thigh, affectionately. “I… I… I feel like it’s your turn… Daddy...” Tom panted, barely able to form a sentence in his brain before speaking it. “Is that right?” Chris whispered, kissing his way back up Tom’s body, but faster this time. “You wanna taste of Daddy?” He said in a low, lustful voice when his eyes met Tom’s. His face, millimeters above Tom’s, looked down at him with such control and confidence in his blue orbs. “P-Please? I wanna make you feel good too…” Tom said, hardly above a whisper as his hand cupped Chris’ bearded cheek. “Then I'll let you…” Chris said before their lips crashed together. Chris hungrily attacked Tom’s lips as his arms wrapped around him, pushing his tongue into his new lover’s mouth. Then soon, Tom felt the Daddy roll them around so that Chris was now below him. They continued making out as Tom laid on the muscular body, feeling Chris’ hands run up and down his bare back until they finally squeezed the bubble butt. Tom moaned softly into Chris’ lips, feeling his still hard cock throb against his abs. Then eventually, Chris broke off of his lips. “Strip me naked.” He instructed Tom, sending a chill down the younger man’s spine. “Yes, Daddy.” Tom whispered. Eager, Tom’s fingers began unbuttoning Chris' pants. They fumbled a bit, but eventually, he was able to pull the blue, Captain America pants down the huge thighs, then off his bare feet. All that was left was a pair of black boxer briefs, looking like they could rip apart from how hard the beast inside was trying to break free. “Lick it.” Chris commanded Tom. Pleasantly surprised, Tom leaned down and ran his tongue up the underside of the clothed shaft, this time sending a shiver through Chris. Turned on by making the giant crumble, Tom began licking all over the tent, tasting the precum that was oozing through the tip. “Argh fuck… Urgh, you’re so good…” Chris growled before reaching down and pushing the waistband of his underwear down enough for his monster cock to be freed. Tom's jaw dropped at the sight of the girthy beast in front of him. “Woah…” Tom muttered, eyeing up the 9 inch, uncut, veiny beast. “That’s it, baby. Go for it.” Chris smirked as Tom wrapped his fingers around the base. He pulled back the foreskin, exposing the pink, glistening mushroom tip. Tom licked his lips before running his tongue up the underside of Chris’ shaft. When the tip of his tongue finally reached the tip of Chris’ pole, Tom then wrapped his lips around the mushroom head before sinking his head down, swallowing the cock. Inch by inch, the cock was pushed deeper into Tom’s throat, until he finally gagged. “Oh fuck yeah, Tom… Choke on it, baby…” Chris purred, watching as Tom’s head bobbed up and down on the cock, looking up at him with his innocent, brown eyes. Tom used his hand to stroke the base of the cock that his mouth couldn't reach as he continued to take as much of the monster as possible - occasionally making himself gag. “Fuck yeah, that feels so good, Tom… You like the taste of Daddy’s cock?” Chris growled. Tom responded by moaning around the head of his shaft, then slurping up the precum that was oozing out. “I'm gonna fuck you so hard, baby… The whole fucking cast is gonna hear you…” Chris continued on, making Tom’s hard cock throb against the sofa. Tom had no idea Chris had such a dirty side to him, but he loved it. “I want that so bad…” Tom muttered, coming off the drool-coated cock. “Then what the fuck are we waiting for?” Chris smirked. Gripping Tom by the hair, he pulled him back up his body into another kiss. Their lips immediately began making out, passionately attacking each other. Chris’ huge arms wrapped around Tom’s smaller body, before he rolled them both over so that he was on top. Their naked bodies rutted against each other. Chris’ hands ran down Tom’s defined back until his large hands squeezed the round, fleshy cheeks. Then, his hands continued down Tom’s thighs before taking hold of them, wrapping the limbs around his body. “Fuck me, Daddy…” Tom whispered as he watched Chris getting into position. “Yeah? You ready?” He smirked, placing the tip of his shaft between Tom’s cheeks. “Fuck yeah. I'm ready, Daddy…” Tom nodded, with sheer desperation on his face. “Mmm, good boy.” Chris whispered. Slowly, he began pushing the girthy meat through the welcoming hole. Tom’s nails sank into Chris’ bulging bicep as he felt the burning sensation of the large slab of meat pushing through his walls. “Argh… Fuck… So big…” Tom hissed as he felt himself being filled up, inch by inch. “You okay?” Chris whispered, gently caressing Tom’s thigh. He was desperately trying to stop himself from thrusting deep, as the tightness of his walls was just so intense - he hadn’t felt anything like it. “Yeah… Keep going…” Tom nodded. He felt the cock continue sliding against his walls and even throb inside him. “F-Fuck me, Daddy…” Was all he could manage to stay. Chris gave a cheeky chuckle, before beginning to move his hips back and forth. To begin with, he was slow, gently gyrating his hips in and out of Tom. But as he saw the expression on Tom’s face turn to pleasure, he gradually picked up the pace. “Fuck Tom… Shit, your ass feels so good, baby…” Chris grunted, watching the boy beneath him begin to glisten in sweat. “Yeah… Y-You do too, Daddy… Fuck… It feels so big inside me... “ Tom moaned, nails beginning to claw at Chris’ upper back as he felt the fat rod inside him hitting his prostate harder. “Yeah, you like that, sweetie?” Chris whispered, before leaning down and kissing at Tom’s neck. “Argh yeah… Fuck… Yeah, I do, Daddy!” Tom groaned, arching his back into the Daddy’s impressive pecs. “Ohhh, want it harder, do you?” Chris asked, knowingly. “Yeah, Daddy… Harder!” Tom begged, gripping the blond hair. “Fuck… Such a good boy…” Chris smirked, his hips going faster and faster as he continued kissing at Tom’s neck and shoulder. Tom felt goosebumps as he felt the beard brushing against his skin as the huge man continued pounding into him. “It feels so good… So intense…” Tom muttered, feeling teeth grazing against his flesh. If it wasn’t for the fact they knew they’d be returning to set tomorrow, Chris was sure he’d have left three hickies already. Tom’s hand groped Chris’ hairy pecs as his prostate was continually being rammed into. Once again, Tom felt the pit in his stomach… Another climax was approaching. “Shit, Daddy… I’m… I’m so close…” Tom whimpered, feeling his cock throb. “Yeah? You wanna cum a third time, baby?” Chris whispered into his ear, before taking the earlobe between his teeth and nibbling it. “Mmhmm… Y-You’re too much…” Tom said, with a flirty smile. “Yeah? Do it, baby… Cum for me… I-I wanna lick it off your sweet, sexy body…” Chris grunted. Just hearing those words so close to his ear, along with feeling the hot breath against his ear, was too much. Tom’s body thrusted up into Chris’ as the head of his cock erupted. Another set of rounds splattered onto Tom’s abs and even Chris’ abdomen. “Arrrgh fuck! Fuck! Ohhhh, it’s so good! So fucking hot!” Tom cried out, voice breaking as his toes stretched out yet again. Chris watched as Tom’s entire body shook and shuddered in his arms as his nails clawed at the older man’s muscular back. “Ohhhh yeah, Tom… Fuck, I’m gonna cum too, baby…” Chris growled, soon pressing his forehead against Tom’s. Their eyes looked into each other’s, with such different expressions. Chris’ face was filled with the determination to breed Tom’s ass, whilst Tom was blatantly desperate for his Daddy to climax. It didn’t take long, though. SLAM! Chris thrusted every last inch of his thick meat deep inside of Tom’s guts. “ARRRGHHHhhh yeah! Take it, Tom! Fuck yeah! Take it all!” Chris moaned as he pumped his huge, thick loads into Tom’s stretched out hole. Tom’s eyes widened as he felt the cock twitching inside him, flooding his insides with Chris’ hot seed. “Oh yeaaaah, Daddy! Breed me! Fuck, that’s so hot!” Tom groaned, watching Chris’ face contort into raw pleasure. The bigger body shuddered as Chris pumped the last few drops of cum into Tom’s hole. Then, when he was finally finished, he collapsed on top of Tom. They both laid there, panting and sweating, sandwiching Tom’s cum between them. As they collected their thoughts, through th heavy breathing, they held each other in their arms. “That was…” Tom began. “Amazing?” Chris smirked. “Yeah… A-Amazing…” Tom nodded with a small laugh. “We have to do this again.” Chris told him. “Anytime, Daddy.” Tom chuckled before the two shared a passionate kiss.
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Featuring:Ambrose and Harvey have some more fun, even though it's Sabrina's birthday. (Ambrose’s POV)
It was the dead of night. I was in bed, in nothing but a pair of white briefs, trying to sleep whilst not feeling sleepy at all. That was until I heard an engine outside. “Who the hell is here at this time?” I frowned, getting out of bed. I walked over to my window and looked out to see it was Harvey’s truck! “Oooh…” I smirked. I snuck downstairs as the rest of the family slept and went over to the front door and opened it. I found Harvey, looking as though he had been contemplating on whether or not to knock or something. “May I help you?” I asked, amused, as I swung open the door, still in my briefs. “Ambrose! Thank God… I-I was thinking about you.” Harvey admitted, clearly checking me out. “Oh yeah?” I smirked. “Y-Yeah. I was wondering if… If we could…” He looked a bit embarrassed. “Fuck?” I scoffed. “Well… Yeah.” Harvey half laughed. “Gimme a kiss.” I chuckled, grabbing him by the shirt and pulling him into a kiss. He was wearing a dark plaid shirt and a pair of jeans. His hands immediately began running all over my body as our lips danced once again, while I shut the door behind him. Featuring:One moment, he's playing VR with his friend, the next he's sucked into the digital world and meeting a set of Spider-Men. The bus was slow as it drove through my rather bland town. I looked out the window, watching the buildings roll by on this rainy afternoon - it looked like there was a storm coming. I was heading to my friend’s house - he had recently bought a Virtual Reality set and really wanted to show it off to me. The bus finally came to a halt at my stop and I soon stepped off. I was wearing an emerald coloured, soft jacket, a black t-shirt and a pair of jeans. I pulled the hood up as I made my way to my friends’, carrying a rucksack with overnight supplies such as snacks and a toothbrush. I came to the relatively posh house and came to the red oak door before giving it a knock. I waited for a little bit in the rain, hearing thunder in the distance, before the door opened to reveal my friend, Mason. He was a tall Latino boy with black curly hair and a fairly decent build. He was wearing a black tank top and a pair of blue tracksuit bottoms - clearly relaxed.
“Hey Nick.” He smiled, letting me in. We both went to the same college together and were now working different jobs, so we didn't see each other as often as we'd like. “This thing is so cool, dude. You're not gonna believe it.” He said as we came into his living room. He had it all set up with the TV on, showing some sort of virtual chat lobby. “How long have you had it now?” I asked, eagerly checking it out. “Couple days. Parents are on holiday so I've been able to use the big TV.” Mason grinned. “Oh shit. You lucky dick.” I chuckled. “I've got it set for this lobby thing. Loads of people come here just to chat and make friends which is cool. I even had this one girl start talking dirty to me… She was hot.” Mason sighed. “How do you know?” I scoffed. “Well, her skin was hot. See, you can create your own skins for your avatar. Look…” Mason said before using a controller to show off his own. It was an incredibly muscular, macho shirtless looking dude - very hot honestly. “Wow, really?” I laughed. “Don't judge.” Mason shrugged. “Good graphics, though.” I said, looking at the muscular avatar before there was a sudden, loud thunder clap. “So you wanna go, then?” Mason asked, eagerly. “Yeah, sure thing.” I chuckled. Featuring:Barton helps escort Connor and Peter out of the SHIELD base when it's under attack, but the three end up having some fun in the Quinjet. Thor and I were dressed in time for the SHIELD cars to light us up with their headlights. There were 2 normal Jeeps and a van.
“Where are you taking him?” Thor asked, taking the now bound brother to the van. “We’re taking him to the Shield prison near the base.” One of the agents said. “I’ll come with you.” Thor said. “And me?” I asked. “You’re coming with us. The Director wants to speak to you.” The agent said. So, I got in one of the over cars and our convoy set off. I wondered if I’d actually make it back this time without any interruptions. Thankfully, no Gods came down to smash our car so we did arrive, though split off from the van and other Jeep. The drive wasn’t exactly comfortable, as I was still pretty filthy. The SHIELD base was a large spread of concrete with a large symbol on a wall. “Not very secret is it?” I asked but the agent ignored me. We went into an underground parking lot and got out. We came to this metal elevator door which had a panel on the side with a keypad. The agent I was with entered the numbers, then a green light beamed out from it and scanned the agent’s eye. We went into the elevator and he pressed the ground floor button. We went up and the doors opened again. The main room was pretty busy, with agents scurrying around in suits. It was very spacious and open, with a hologram of the planet being projected in the centre of the room with different splodges of colour representing different things in different countries. “Connor!” A voice called out. I looked over to see Peter running over to me. “Peter!” I said before he practically pounced on me, hugging me tightly. “What the hell happened to you? Why are you covered in mud?” Peter asked, worried. “It’s a long story… What am I doing here?” I asked. “Fury wants to debrief you. Considering you’ve come in contact with 4 of Shield’s most trusted allies, they want to make sure you’re… Safe.” Peter explained. “What?! I was the one kidnapped by the fucking head of Hydra and shot by the God of fucking mischief! Why am I the one being interrogated?” I blurted out, frustrated. “It’s not an interrogation, it’s more like… A background check.” Peter reasoned. “It’s not immediate though - you’ll be doing it tomorrow morning. We can get you showered up and fed.” Peter assured me. “Where?” I asked. “There’s a room for you.” Featuring:After a battle involving Thor and Loki, the God of Thunder must release his adrenaline rush. The ground beneath us shook and a loud rumble could be heard. Thunder cracked and lightning began striking down in front of us. The lights were all different colours, shooting at the floor, like some kind of aggressive, bright rainbow.
"What's happening?" I panicked. "I have a good idea." Steve said with a small smirk. Suddenly, I was blinded by a huge beam of light, shooting from the clouds to the road in front of us. "What the fuck?!" I blurted out as the car shook, violently. "Don't worry, you're safe." Steve assured me, placing a hand on my shoulder. Finally, the light dissipated and we were plunged back into darkness... "What the fuck was that?!" I question Steve, feeling confused, scared and curious. "Connor..." Steve said before switching on the headlights. A man, who was maybe buffer and bigger than Captain America, stood in front of us. He had long, blonde hair and what looked to be some kind of metal helmet with wings on it. He wore some kind of armour on his torso, but his strong, huge arms were bare and on full display. He wore what looked like blue tights or spandex on his legs, but with huge gold boots. A long, red cap bellowed in the wind off his back, making him look extremely dramatic, but even more curiously in his hand was a large... Hammer. Almost like a fucking mallet. The head of it was huge and looked like it was made of metal, and looked like a massive rectangular brick. "Meet Thor." |
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