White Void
"Oooh, this one could be very fun."
I frown at that, "I know that tone of voice. I use that tone of voice! You're going to screw me over!"
"No, nooooo… well, potentially. This universe is probably one of the more dangerous places for you to go, but it's also not impossible to game. You just have to be a little smarter than usual. Maybe try for some subtlety instead of brute forcing your way through with mind control and overwhelming strength. Think you can do that?"
I scowl and cross my arms, feeling like every bit of the petulant child I must look like, "… Of course I can."
"Good! Because there are totally beings in this universe that could probably erase you from reality! Well, their reality. If that does actually happen, I'll just pull you back here and lock away access to that universe for ya. Kinda like an Iron Man mode of sorts!"
I nod slowly, "That's fine by me… you're not going to tell me where you're sending me, are you?"
"Haha, nope! That's part of the fun. Also, going to be changing things up a bit. First of all, there aren't any vampires or werewolves where you're going, and you've practically transcended both of those races by this point anyways. So, when you feed someone your blood and then kill them, they'll just come back as hybrids instead! Oh and I'm going to go ahead and nerf your compulsion a bit, because let's be honest, it became a bit of a crutch for you."
"So instead of being permanent, your compulsions will last a few days at best, and if you try to keep compelling the same person over and over again, they'll gain a resistance to it! Oh, and no more essay commands, let's keep it down to single sentence compulsions only. Just like that acronym K.I.S.S.! Keep it simple silly!"
I stare at the white void for a long moment, "… Are… are you on drugs? Can you even GET high? You can't possibly be able to get high. You're just fucking with me aren't you?"
"Partially, yeah. I'm also a little giddy though. My one true waifu is in the universe I'm sending you to! I'm quite confident you'll figure out who that is quickly enough, considering we're derived from the same base human!"
I blink at that, "Right… can I go now?"
"So impatient! But yes, you can go. Have fun.~"
I just shake my head as a portal opens before me. I waste no time in stepping through, if only to escape the Omnipotent version of me as quickly as possible.
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January 2011, Virginia
When I came out of the portal, it was to find myself in an empty dead end alley. Exiting said alley casually, I quickly got my bearings and discovered that I was in Virginia of all places. That didn't exactly help, but finding a magazine stand did. On the cover of TIME was a Person of the Year that I recognized very well. Tony Stark's smug smirking face stared back at me and the caption to the side of him read 'Why Tony Stark Will Save The World'.
Well now, if that wasn't a clear indication of where I was, I didn't know what was. Still, the sun was beginning to set and I was beginning to get hungry. Wandering around for a little while longer, I discovered that there was actually a University nearby. More importantly, there was a night club near that that the university students frequented.
Grinning, I compelled my way inside and set about looking for a lovely coed to seduce, drink, and crash with for the night. Watching the groups of females like a lion hunting gazelle I was almost ready to walk up and pull one of the ditzy blonde bombshells away from her herd when my eyes fell on a familiar figure sitting at the bar looking around herself.
I can't help myself, smiling I approach and sidle up alongside her, "Well hello there. I couldn't help noticing you're my type. Thought I'd come and see if I'm yours. Can I buy you a drink?"
Darcy Lewis turns to me with an appraising eye and immediately does a double take, "What are you wearing?"
I look down at my Kemiya Armor and chuckle. I can see why it wouldn't exactly fit in here. Parts of it are made from materials that came back from other worlds after all, and the outfit is a combination of futuristic fashion and supernatural runes, "Why? Do you not like it?"
She snorts at that before eventually seeming to decide she at least likes what she sees, smirking ever so slightly, "Does that line you opened with ever work for you?"
I grin back, showing off my pearly whites, "Oh, all the time. And when it doesn't, I just resort to using my special brand of mind control to get my way."
This causes her to laugh, "Oooh, a man who takes what he wants are you? I suppose one drink can't hurt."
I order another of what she already has in front of her as well as one for myself and we begin to talk. She seems to enjoy my outlandish stories, so I give her more of that, detailing some of the crazier things I've gotten up to in my life.
It's clear she doesn't believe a word I'm saying, but she seems to enjoy my creativity, because five drinks later she places her hand over mine and leads me out of the bar without even being compelled. Darcy leads me back to her dorm, which it seems she has a private room in given the single bed in her room. Pushing me towards the bed, I raise an eyebrow as I sit down and she climbs into my lap.
Wrapping her arms around my neck, she kisses me, and we begin to get into heavy foreplay. Just as I'm considering sliding my mouth from her lips down to her neck and quenching my current thirst, she pulls back from me and frowns as she looks at me.
"Alright big boy, this is the point where you ravage me. Frankly, your flirting was weak. Only reason I brought you back here was because of that dangerous glint in your eyes. If it turns out you're the soft gentle type, you can go, I've got pillows who that act just as well."
I blink at that, before raising both eyebrows and placing my hands on her hips, drawing her a bit closer as I stare into her eyes and speak with a low growl undertoning my words, "And what exactly would you like me to do to you sweetheart?"
She grins back at me and speaks as sultry as possible, "I want you to wreck me."
I laugh and in a flash she's laying on the bed and I'm standing over her. Things after that proceed much faster, as my clothing comes off faster than should really be possible, and I set about tearing Darcy's apart to get at her beautiful soft body. Tearing her panties with my teeth, I pull her hips up and dive in to her wet cunt, my tongue working skillfully to bring her to a quick and vocal climax.
As she's recovering from that I get on my knees and pull her legs up further, resting them on my shoulders and pulling her ass slightly off the bed as I line up and press my cock into her ready and waiting entrance, plunging in with abandon and doing my best to give the raven haired coed exactly what she asked for.
One hand groping her breast and the other frigging her clit, Darcy looks up at me with an almost permanent O face as she orgasms again, my thick prick hitting her insides in all the right places to send her over the edge repeatedly. Eventually I pull out of her and paint her heaving breasts and stomach with my seed, string after string landing on her as I let her legs fall to the bed.
She just lays there panting, eyes still wide as she stares up at the ceiling, "H-holy crap…"
I just smile and grab her hips, turning her over onto her front and pulling her to her hands and knees. She moans as I do so, looking back and managing to give a grin through heavily lidded eyes, "Mmm, ready for more already?"
I answer her by slamming my still hard length home into her tight passage, going into round two with gusto even as she groans and lays her head down on the pillow in front of her, letting her front rest on the bed as I plow into her raised ass.
Leaning over her, I take a handful of her hair in my hand and suddenly pull, bringing her up with me and placing her back against my chest as I plunge into her from below, the hand holding her hair transitioning to her chin, a finger slowly pushing between her lips. She sucks dutifully on it, even as I lean in to her exposed neck.
As my fangs come out, the hand on her chin is suddenly covering her mouth and I'm biting down, drinking her blood even as I continue to fuck her. She of course screams in pain, but my hand muffles that even as I drink my fill of her. I stop well short of killing her and pull away from her neck to nibble at her ear, still holding my hand over her mouth.
"Shhh, it's okay darling. You're okay. You did want me to ravage you after all. Here, drink a bit of this."
Pulling my hand from her mouth for a single moment, I bite my finger, drawing a bit of blood. Sticking the finger into Darcy's mouth, she chokes a bit but is forced to drink my blood, causing her to regain any of the color she'd lost and go back to panting from pleasure instead of fear as the bite on her neck heals up easily.
I grin and let her fall back onto her front, even as I pull out of her and cover her back in another load of my cum. I'm such a generous lover. Leaning over her exhausted body, I murmur in her ear, "Thank you for the service Darcy. I hope I didn't fail to deliver that danger you were looking for."
Slowly coming off the bed, I dress casually and then take the time to tuck Darcy in before heading out for the night. I'm not much of a cuddler.
I barely get out of the dorm when I'm jumped by special forces. What I can only imagine is tranquilizer or some sort of knock out drug is injected into my left arm even as a black burlap sack is shoved over my head from the right. I go slack and allow myself to be dragged away, having plenty of experience in playing dead.
I wasn't expecting SHIELD to be so on the ball, but it appears they noticed my arrival as quickly as I expected, and moved to deal with me far faster than I had expected. I was happy either way though, this had the potential to be incredibly fun.
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Undisclosed Location
It couldn't have been more than a day before I arrived where ever it was they took me. I was hoping for Helicarrier, but there was no ship and no air travel. All of it had been by car, with me laid in the back seat like a sack of potatoes.
It could have been worse, they could have dumped in the trunk. I wasn't entirely sure why they didn't, but in the end, that was fine. I wasn't a fan of coffin like spaces. Carried into whatever facility they'd brought me to, I was pretty sure I should be waking up soon, so I began pretending to do so.
It seemed I got it right, as they didn't tranq me again even as I began to moan and flop a little bit. Instead, they dragged me down a hallway and into a small closed off room, before pushing me into a chair. The sack on my head was pulled off even as my hands were cuffed to the table in front of me and I made a show of blinking as light shined down on my face.
Even as my draggers, who turned out to be big burly muscly types, took up positions along the wall, a man wearing glasses and carrying a clipboard sat down in the chair across from me.
I kept up the act for a bit longer, affecting a fearful attitude as I glanced at the room's occupants, "What's going on? Where am I?"
The man across from me is a bit full of himself as he clears his throat, "I'll be the one answering the questions here Mister Doe."
I furrow my brow in confusion, "Doe?"
My interrogator raises an eyebrow, "Unless there's another name you go by, John Doe is what we're going to be calling you."
It's an obvious attempt at fishing for information, but I have nothing to hide so I tell the truth, "My name is Vali Masters, look I'm just a college student man, this has to be a huge misunderstanding. You've got the wrong man!"
The bespectacled man across from me writes down the name I've given before pushing his glasses up his nose, "No we don't, and no you aren't. Vali, if that is your real name, we know that you appeared under mysterious circumstances using unknown means in an alley earlier today. We know that there is no record of anyone bearing your face across the entire world. You don't even exist. You certainly aren't a college student."
I sigh and fall back in my chair, dropping the act and smiling, "Ah well, it was fun to play. You've got me, I'm not a college student. I won't lie, I wasn't expecting SHIELD to react this fast to my arrival. I mean, I didn't really have any plans that you ruined, but still, under a day has to be a record for you guys."
The interrogator pauses for a moment before speaking, "… Yes, well we aren't in charge of defending the world for nothing."
But I've already caught the pause, saw the way his eyes flickered at my accusation… he's lying to me. He isn't SHIELD. I haven't been grabbed by SHIELD at all.
I frown and catch his eyes, compelling him even as I ask, "You aren't SHIELD at all. Who the fuck are you?"
He answers easily, standing up, "We, Mr. Masters, are something much more dangerous. We are Hydra."
I stand as well, hands still chained to the table as I get angrier, "Hydra?! FUCKING HYDRA?! How the fuck did you lot find me fir-"
I cut myself off even as I figure it out, "… Winter Soldier."
All three occupants tense up noticeably at that, and the man in the glasses looks at me sharply, "How do you know those words?"
But I'm not listening to him, still talking to myself, "I never fucking watched Winter Soldier! God this is so embarrassing!"
I abruptly break the handcuffs on my wrists and cause both of the guards to draw their weapons, even as glasses guy widens his eyes and steps back behind them.
I sigh as I run a hand through my hair and gesture with the other at them all, "Look, I'm really sorry about this. I have a friend who's told me I need to work on what he calls my stupid moments. This is clearly one of them, where I went in full cocked and ended up looking idiotic for it. Now, I know this sucks, but I'm going to have to kill you all. This is too embarrassing for me to let get around."
This causes the big guys to finally open fire, but I'm already across the room breaking their necks with two easy steps. The third guy clearly has no weapon, but as he tries to open the door and escape he finds it locked. I smile as I step up to him and he turns to look at me with fear. I just chuckle even as I reach past him, "Here, let me try."
Pushing him aside, I reared back and kicked, hard. The metal door buckled visibly, but it clearly wasn't very strong given they hadn't realized exactly what sort of problem I truly was. Another slam of my shoulder and the door was on the ground. Outside in the hallway I found several machine guns pointed my way.
Pulling the interrogator in front of me, I let him get perforated with bullets even as I zipped forward and began to put the truth to what I'd said. I wasted no time playing around, moving through the facility in a flash as I tore off heads, pulled out hearts, and if I was feeling remotely merciful, sometimes just snapping necks.
Eventually, there wasn't a single breathing soul left in the facility, which was admittedly rather small to begin with. Heading for the entrance which I'd found about halfway through my massacre, I prepared myself for having to re-assess everything and find a new path. Before I could step through however, a vaguely familiar electronic voice rang out, "Leaving so soon Mr. Masters?"
Slowly, I turn halfway back and raise an eyebrow at the one security camera visible to me, "That was the plan yes. Now, I know you're not here, because I was very thorough in killing everyone here. If you could just tell me your location, I can come by and kill you too, so that nobody knows I confused Hydra with SHIELD like a dumbass."
"Oh, I wouldn't be so worried about that Mr. Masters, many people are making that mistake these days. Where I am, is not important here. What is important is your interest in SHIELD, and my interest in you. If you would perhaps consider continuing this dialogue, I believe we both can be very helpful to one another."
I consider the offer for a long moment before turning from the door and looking fully at the security camera, "And who are you, that you can be helpful to me?"
"Why, I'm the person who can be the most helpful Mr. Masters. I'm the man behind the curtain. I'm the one pulling SHIELD's strings."
A wide grin slowly spreads across my face at that. He already had my attention. Now he has my interest.
N: Welp, here it is. Hope people are excited, I'm looking forward to getting back into writing. Be sure to let me know what you think! I have to work in about an hour and a half, but I'm still as much of an attention whore as ever, so expect responses to your comments and questions as soon as I can possibly put them up.
SHIELD Helicarrier
(The Start of Fury's Big Week)
I stood off to the side dressed in the standard SHIELD Agent's uniform, my legs spread apart and hands clasped behind my back as Nick Fury ignored me in favor of the silhouette of a man on his wall, "You want me to take an untested unknown and integrate him into my organization on your say so? Is this a direct order from the World Security Council?"
The irritation in the shadowy figure's voice is apparent as he answers the Director, "Against my better judgment it is not. Mister Masters has asked that we make this a request and give him the chance to convince you of his own worth. You will hear him out, that is all that is required of you."
After a long moment Fury nods, jaw tight, "Fine."
He moves to end the call but is stopped by the silhouette holding up a hand, "Keep us appraised of how your evaluation of Mister Masters goes. If you choose not to make use of him, we have several sensitive projects that will benefit from his involvement."
The threat is not at all subtle and Director Fury is a bit vicious as he presses the button ending the call. He turns away from the now dark wall and looks at me for a long moment before moving to his desk and sitting down. I'm content to stand there as the most badass man in this universe gives me the cold shoulder for several minutes, instead focused on his computer.
He does stand up again soon enough though, walking around his desk to come to a stop in front of me, staring me down for only a moment before speaking, "Who are you?"
I restrain myself from a full blown smirk, but the corners of my mouth do lift up in the faintest ghost of a grin. SHIELD's databases were definitely some of the best in the world, and regardless of this being the first time meeting me, Fury had more than enough to go off of to dig around and try to find me just now.
Not much time obviously, but he had clearly come up with absolutely nothing, and decided to confront the source of his blind spot instead of going any further. I inclined my head slightly at the man in a show of respect before replying as frankly as I could, "As you know Director, my name is Vali Masters. My identity is not unknown. What you're looking for is not a question of who, but what."
The emphasis I put on the word what has him clenching his jaw even as he rephrases his question through gritted teeth, "Fine. What are you?"
I do not move from my spot, do not bring my hands from behind my back nor straighten up my posture. That doesn't stop him from reacting almost instantly when my eyes turn black and gold, the veins around said eyes pop out and my fangs extend in my mouth. His gun is drawn and trained on me quickly, though if I wanted to I could have raced forward and disarmed him halfway through the motion.
Instead, I remain still, only moving my lips as I explain, "I am what you would call an alien I suppose. I am not the first to come to your world, nor will I be the last. But I do believe I'm the first to approach your organization."
After a long moment of silence where I continue to remain still, Fury slowly lowers the gun in his hand, but refrains from holstering it for the time being. When he responds, his tone is as expected, quite skeptical, "If you are an alien as you say, how did we miss your… arrival? How did you come to be on our world? What others of your kind have been here?"
I smile at that and finally unclasp my hands, spreading my arms to appear as nonthreatening as possible, "I was… dumped through a portal onto your planet a few months ago. You missed my arrival because I am not the sort to make a scene. I knew nothing of the world I found myself in, and sought out shelter until I had a better idea of what I was dealing with. I am trained and very accomplished in my specific set of skills. Thus, I was able to stay… under the radar is how you humans say it."
I pause only for a moment before continuing onto the other half of his question, "As for others… none of my kind have ever been to your world before. But you have had alien visitors in times long past. There's not much I can tell you about them, but they call their realm Asgard. They call yours Midgard. I imagine that will mean something to you."
Now Fury looks rather incredulous, "You expect me to believe Norse Mythology is centered around aliens who came to Earth in the past?"
Shaking my head, I let out a sigh, "I have no way of proving what I say Director, so I expect you to believe only what you wish to believe. What matters is I have found myself stranded on your world and in the short time I've been here, I've discovered it to be quite the quaint little place. However, I have begun to fear that your world will soon find itself mired in conflict it is ill prepared for. That is why I revealed myself to your Security Council and why I now place myself under your command."
That gets his attention, "Are you saying there's an invasion on the horizon?"
"As I said, I have no proof of anything except what I've shown you. But things are coming to a head. The man in New York, Tony Stark… Iron Man… he's the beginning of something larger. You must see it as well. Your small world is growing and becoming more difficult to contain."
He looks at me for a long moment before nodding slowly, "On that we can agree. That is SHIELD's purpose, to protect the planet from the things out there. I wasn't expecting that to extend to aliens quite so soon though. Which brings us back to my original problem with this. How can I trust you? You're an unknown, a threat. Even more so now that you've revealed your… nature to me."
I smile at that, if only he knew, "I won't deny that I am capable of being a threat Director. But all I want is to help. If you can't trust me, then keep an eye on me. Either your own, or someone you trust. All I ask is that you use me effectively… I think we both know that the Council would love to have me for their own personal use, but I've come to the conclusion that your judgment is quite frankly better than theirs."
This seems to give Fury pause as he considers for a long moment. Finally he gives another nod, "You're right in that, though I couldn't tell you whether their threat or your flattery is more hamfisted. Fine. I have an agent for you to… apprentice under. You will treat him with respect and follow every order he or I give you. We'll see exactly what you're capable of, and just how trustworthy you are."
I throw up a salute and snap to perfection attention, "Thank you Director Fury. You won't regret this."
He stares for a second before shaking his head, "Don't do that. We aren't the military and I don't like you pretending to be human when we both know you aren't." Pulling a phone from his coat pocket he dials a number and waits patiently for an answer. A moment later he's speaking, "Agent Coulson, are you still on board? Excellent, make your way to my office as soon as possible. I have something for you."
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Tony Stark's Beachfront Property
(Iron Man 2 – After the Donut Shop Meeting)
Stuck glued to Coulson's side as I was, I only got a glimpse of Natasha Romanoff in her tight leather cat suit, before she and Fury went one way and Coulson and I went the other to babysit Stark. Honestly, I think I liked her better with this longer hair, then the short cut she ends up going with in the Avengers. It was unfortunate that I'd decided on the long con, or I'd be sorely tempted to grab her right there for a bit of ravishment. Ah the sacrifices I make for the plot.
Standing off to the side I watched as Phil Coulson and Tony Stark chatted. I especially enjoyed the line about tasing Tony and watching Supernanny while he drooled on the carpet. Unfortunately, that didn't come to pass and soon enough Stark focused on me, the current unknown.
Eyeing me up and down, he made his opinion known, brash as ever, "And who's this Agent? Doesn't have a suit like you, so I assume he's the brawn to your brains? Using those terms loosely of course."
I smiled at his inability to keep the verbal jabs to himself, pausing for a moment to look at Coulson, but he seemed more interested in how I responded. So I turned back to Stark and smiled a bit wider, "I'm a big fan of your work Mister Stark. But I'm not allowed to discuss any personal details about myself with civilians."
That got his attention, even as he covered up his sudden interest with feigned disdain and a waved hand, "Who isn't a fan of my work? I'm pretty amazing."
Despite his flippant attitude, I knew I'd snared him. He would break into Shield's computers to learn more about me even if he still thought me to be simple muscle. And from there his interest in me would more than likely grow greater and greater as he turned up very little. At least, that was the hope. With that parting statement, we left Stark to his work.
Coulson and I hadn't really gotten a chance to talk since Fury assigned me to follow him around like a good little assistant. Thus, when we were finally alone, it was only slightly surprising when he turned to me and said offhandedly, "So, alien?"
I raise an eyebrow at that, but I can't help remembering just how… informal Coulson and Fury could both be at times. With a half shrug, I nod, "Yes sir."
He raises an eyebrow back, "You look human."
Unable to stop myself, I smile as I respond, "Or perhaps it is you humans who look like my species."
He's quick as ever, "Oh? Your species got a name?"
I pause for a moment as if in thought, but I've long since decided how I intend to explain this one, "Yes. Interestingly enough, there is an English word is translates into. Hybrid."
That causes him to look at me oddly, "That's strange. Why is your species named after the combination of two different elements?"
I smile and launch into my explanation of pure bullshit, "My kind began as two separate entities. Two very distinct and very opposite entities. You could compare it to your dualities of light and dark or chaos and order, but it would be better to compare it to the concepts of change and stagnation. The clashing of two races that embodied such things eventually led to the combination you see before you."
He continued to stare at me searchingly for a long moment, "And how exactly do you embody change and stagnation, if you don't mind me asking?"
"I do not, if Fury wished for me to keep anything from you, he should have told me. It's quite simple really. I embody change through the ability to transform into a different form. A creature quite similar to one of your animals, funnily enough."
As I expect, he latches onto that immediately, "Care to show me this other form?"
Chuckling, I shake my head, "I'll be glad to later sir, but I do have to strip naked first, or I'll tear apart this lovely uniform I've been provided. To satisfy your curiosity, the creature I transform into is akin to a larger and stronger version of your world's wolf."
He takes this in but seems to be in agreement for waiting until later, "And stagnation?"
I smile, "I and those like me do not age past a certain age. It will probably surprise you to know that I have lived for four thousand of your years."
This he clearly has a hard time believing, "You're trying to tell me you're immortal? And you expect me to believe someone with that sort of age would submit themselves to the authority of an organization as young as ours?"
Chuckling, I shake my head, "As I told the Director, you will believe what you wish to believe. My kind is not technically immortal, we just don't age. We can still die after all. And part of having lived the time I have Agent Coulson, is knowing that it is not the length of one's life, but the effort they put into it. Humans may only exist for a short time before expiring, but it makes it all the more exquisite, the amount of work you lot put into your fleeting lives. Your organization has accomplished more in its short existence than most of my people could lay claim to."
"Frankly, I am not representative of most of my race. I used the word stagnation for a reason, as despite the joining of the two species that make my own, my people do not have the same drive, the same sense of adventure that humanity does. In that, I am perhaps alone amongst my entire species. That is why I find myself identifying with your species so easily, despite your youth. And that is why I submit myself to your organization's authority, in an effort to help."
He falls silent to that, and I know not whether I've convinced him of anything I've said. I am confident that he will pass this information onto Fury though, which is absolutely fine by me. My claims will grow all the more valid very soon. Incredibly soon as it turns out, as not a day later Coulson is reassigned to a certain crash site in New Mexico.
I can't help smiling as I am of course assigned along with him. It'll be nice to see Darcy again.
A/N: Let me know what you think of my characterization of Coulson and Fury. At first I was afraid I was making them too informal, given their roles. But rewatching some of the scenes of Iron Man 2 for this chapter, I'm beginning to think I didn't make them informal ENOUGH. Fury's voice in particular I'm not sure I'll ever really get the tone right on.
Alright guys here's the next chapter. It got a little more silly at the end then I was originally expecting. Hope you all still enjoy it, but yeah... some things go slightly differently from the movie here.
And for those not really familiar with the source material, the first section of this chapter actually does happen in canon, just with Phil by himself. Vali is just a cheater mccheatsyson.
Thor
(A Funny Thing Happened On the Way to Thor's Hammer)
"We're stopping for snacks."
That's all Agent Coulson said as he pulled us into a gas station on the way to our intended destination of New Mexico. We were making good enough time as it was, so I had no complaints. Getting out of the car as he did the same, I adjusted my suit and looked around. Given that we were traveling through more public areas, my leather SHIELD uniform was deemed too conspicuous, and I'd been given my own version of Coulson's attire for the duration of this mission.
Once the car was filled up we entered the store, Coulson bee lined for the snacks while I found myself stopping at the counter to flirt with the surprisingly attractive gas station attendant. Smiling, I pulled out a twenty to pay for the gas and handed it over to the blushing woman, "What's a beautiful lady like yourself doing out in a place like this?"
That line got me a blush, but I never did get a response to my question, as that was the moment honest to god robbers came barreling through the doors with guns drawn and angry shouts on their lips. I had to hold myself back for a moment, slowly raising my hands in submission, instead of just pulling their heads off their shoulders in a violent and messy display, as was my first instinct.
They made demands for my valuables and mentioned the car outside. That's when Coulson made himself known and for a split second both of the robbers instinctively focused on him. In that second I acted, moving fast but not too fast as I slipped between both of them, ripping their guns out of their hands and leaving broken fingers behind, before slamming the butt of each gun into the back of the would be robber's heads.
They dropped to the floor boneless in unison, and I just smiled as I flicked the safeties on and placed the guns on the counter. The attendant was wide eyed and open mouthed in shock and awe, but Phil recovered much faster than her, by simple virtue of being a badass.
Turning back around, he picked out his snacks, went to the counter, paid, and told the poor girl she should probably call the cops, and to keep the change. That got her to finally react, "W-what should I tell them?"
I smile and jump in there, stopping next to Coulson, "Tell them those Tae-Bo tapes really paid off."
And with that we left the gas station, though Phil was given me weird looks for hours afterwards. I had to wonder if he'd been thinking the line I'd said, right before I'd stolen it out of his mouth. I'd never used a character's lines like that before, especially not in front of them… but I had to admit, Agent Phil Coulson had some badass lines.
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Thor
(The Crater in New Mexico)
As we looked down at the Crater where locals were gathering I couldn't help speaking up breathing in deeply through my nose, "Can you feel that?"
That stopped Coulson in the middle of his tracks, his phone out as he prepared to call this in, "What? Feel what?"
I enjoy the confusion on his face for a moment before I focus my attention on the center of the crater, where I know a certain hammer now sits, "A storm contained… overwhelming power, centered… down there."
I blink suddenly as if coming back to myself, "Ah, apologies… a part of my nature means I have a sense for things of mystical origin…"
He continues to stare at me for a long moment, "And that's supposed to mean?"
I adopt a sheepish smile and give a half shrug, "There is a source of power down in that crater, but for the moment it is contained and dormant. It has the capacity to be dangerous however. I would recommend separating the locals from it."
"That was always the plan." Is all I get in response, as the agent finally starts his call, "Sir. We found it."
I can't help the slow smile growing across my face. It stays there even as more SHIELD assets arrive and the area is cordoned off, the public told politely but forcefully to leave. Eventually, we stand before the object in question, the hammer that I knew would be here.
Despite the supposed professionalism of the organization, everyone present did give picking up the hammer at least one try while scurrying around setting up the impromptu outpost. The scientists made up some excuse about tests but I saw money exchange hands several times.
Even Phil gave it a half-hearted one handed attempt, smart enough to realize he wouldn't succeed where others had failed, but still willing to try. Afterwards he gave me a look, as if realizing I had no intention of doing so myself. A raised eyebrow from him was all the cue I needed to smile a mysterious smile and explain.
"I recognize this hammer sir. More importantly, I recognize the enchantment etched into the weapon's soul."
This gets a reaction, as he glances between the hammer and myself, and scientists close enough to hear what I'm saying stop whatever they're doing to hear me out. Coulson doesn't even spare them a glance as he focuses on me, "You recognize the what now? And what sort of… enchantment is this?"
I smile at his continued skepticism, "Now Agent, there's no need to think me a kook. Magic is merely another aspect of science. It just represents science that you don't understand yet. That said, the meaning of this enchantment is quite clear to me. Put frankly, 'Who so ever holds this hammer, if he be worthy, shall possess the power of Thor.' Quite frankly sir, I know I'm not worthy."
That got Coulson's attention, and I could tell from the piercing look he gave me that Fury had informed him of my claims to knowledge of Asgardian aliens. A nearby scientist on the other hand knew none of that, and scoffed loudly at my claim, "You can't be serious. You think this is connected to the mythical Norse God of Thunder?"
I smile placidly at that, "Well, he's more of an Alien Prince but yes. And it is not just any old hammer connected to him. I do believe this to be Mjolnir itself."
This earns me a scoff from the disbelieving belligerent scientist. I can see some of his fellows are more open to the idea, even curious at the prospect, but also not willing to speak up for the moment. I just smile, considering the fact that in another world, the scientist would already be dead for even insinuating that I was lying. Ah, sometimes I really do miss it.
Phil on the other hand takes me aside as everyone else gets back to work and looks at me carefully, "If that is Mjolnir, where is Thor? The area seems rather devoid of either aliens or thunder gods."
I nod in agreement, "Indeed. If he isn't already on this world, he will be here soon to recover the hammer. I have no idea when or where he will show up."
He looks at me for one moment more before sighing, "Well that's just great. Fine, we'll keep an eye out for the alien prince while we deal with this clean up. Come on, there's a task in town that we need to take care of."
I just smile and nod, like the good little agent I am.
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Thor
(Puente Antigo – Jane's lab)
"You!"
The smile is still on my face, though it grows a little toothy as Darcy Lewis sets eyes on me for the first time since I left her tucked into her bed covered in a combination of our sexual fluids. She's staring at me in a mixture of surprise, horror, and even a little arousal judging by the very faint blush growing on her cheeks.
Before her outburst, I was watching Doctor Jane Foster argue with Phil over the legality of SHIELD seizing all of her wormhole research. I was looking forward to her tone turning pleading, but then Darcy had laid eyes on me and interrupted their conversation. Now both of them were looking at us, Jane with confusion and Phil with a raised eyebrow.
Smiling, I step forward, "Hello Ms. Lewis, it's a pleasure to see you again. I wish it was under better circumstances."
Jane scowled and folded her arms over her chest, "You know this guy?"
That causes Darcy's eyes to widen as she stares at me and considers what sort of rabbit hole telling the truth would send her down, "Ah, well, that is…"
I chuckle lightly and interrupt her, directing my gaze to Coulson to make sure he understood the underlying implications even as I spoke, "Ms. Lewis was the first person I truly met after arriving in this country a few months ago. She was exceptionally helpful in making me feel welcome."
From the look in Phil's eyes I know he's gotten the first part of the message, the unspoken words that Darcy was the first human I'd interacted with after arriving on the planet. Jane on the other hand is drawn to the second half of my subtle wordplay and with all the bluntness of a woman scorned, in this case by an organization that was stealing her life's work, pointed a finger at me and said in an accusing tone, "You slept with the enemy?"
I smile and toss out a, "She did." before Darcy can get a word in edge wise.
Of course, this results in Darcy getting even more flustered and she ends up blurting out, "Yeah and the guy's a total psycho, the fucker drank my blood!"
Which of course I respond to by pointing a finger accusingly back at her, "You drank mine too!"
Her eyes bulge at my misrepresentation of the facts, "You stuck a bleeding finger down my throat and made me!"
Both Phil and Jane are staring at me now with varying degrees of condemnation and horror. I just shrug, "Well, I had to heal the bite wound didn't I?"
This leaves Darcy wordless and opening and closing her mouth in silence for several moments. Coulson looks about ready to pull a gun on me, and Jane has taken an actual step back, despite being a dozen feet away from me to begin with.
I sigh and roll my eyes, "Look, I can explain. As I said, Darcy here was the first human I ever really interacted with. An exchange of blood is perfectly natural amongst my people when copulating."
This causes confusion in Jane and Darcy, while Phil suddenly covers his face with his palm. A moment later Jane asks what they're both thinking, "Wait, you're an alien?"
I blink at that and take a moment to pretend to think about what I just said, while actually enjoying the way I was totally deflecting the whole drinking blood revelation, before sheepishly scratching my head and glancing at Phil, "Oops."
Jane looked skeptical but also hopeful, and Darcy's reaction was… mixed, her tone either ecstatic or horrified… or both, "Wait I fucked an alien?!"
I preempt Jane's skepticism by exposing my true face to her for a moment which just makes her go bug eyed. Phil finally takes back control of the situation when he steps up, "Alright, change of plans. We will not be taking your research from you Doctor Foster."
This immediately takes her attention away from me, even the chance of a real live alien coming second to her work, "You won't? Really?!"
Agent Coulson has a grim smile on his face now, "As of this moment, you and your assistant work for SHIELD. You're going to have to come with us now."
The hopeful smile immediately flees Jane's face as fear replaces it. All she can get out in response to that is a small, "What?"
Darcy on the other hand has the snappy one liner, "Wait, are we seriously being abducted by aliens now?"
Phil's grimace grows even more pronounced, "No Ms. Lewis, SHIELD is predominantly human and completely human run."
Not to be out done by anyone, even if I was sort of in the doghouse, I popped in with a smile and said, "So really, you're being abducted by one alien and his human masters!"
Jane's brow furrows in an adorable manner before she voices the thought that confuses her, "… Why does that make me feel better?"
All three of us just look at her for a long moment, and I can't help but pout a bit. Damnit, she had a much better last word than I did.
And that really was the end of the meaningful conversation. There was some more complaining and posturing. Phil tried to assuage their worries by stating that SHIELD were the good guys. Don't think it helped much, but at least Dr. Foster got her journal back and was able to escape into the depths of her notes as we picked up Erik Selvig and made our way back to the crater SHIELD was based in.
I figured I'd give Thor a day or two to hear rumors of the crater and find his way out here. Hopefully he didn't get himself arrested or anything along the way… on second thought it was actually pretty likely. In the end, I located the powerless Asgardian and made sure he overheard me talking about the Hammer to a pretty barista. From the way he perked up I knew I could count on him to show up at the site soon enough, so I made my way back there with a smile on my face.
A/N: I figure some people will probably feel like Vali got off too easily here and that Coulson should have reacted more strongly to finding out Vali drank Darcy's blood. Obviously Agent Coulson would never actually be distracted by having to run damage control on Vali revealing his alien existence to two civilians. So it shouldn't come as a surprise that next chapter WILL start with a talk between Phil and Vali on what happened there. Hope that clears up any worries about Coulson seeming to ignore the problem there. He just didn't want to air such grievances in front of the civilians.
Thor
(The Crater in New Mexico)
As soon as we got back to the site Phil pulled me aside, staring me down, "We need to talk."
I sigh and nod, "Yeah, I kind of figured. Would it help if I said I was sorry?"
That actually gets a snort out of him, "It might. But we're still going to have this talk. Given the… revelations of the day, I need to know more. Elaborate on exactly what you're capable of for me, and what you did to Darcy Lewis."
I place my hands behind my back and smile, nodding again, "Then ask whatever you want to know sir. I am at your disposal."
He pauses for a moment before beginning his questioning, "You claimed Darcy Lewis was the first human you met after arriving on our world. She in turn has told us how you found her in a bar and used standard human pick up techniques to get back to her dorm. Can you explain that? And the blood sharing?"
I look at him for a long moment, noting what was behind the thin veneer of civility the Agent had up, "You already have your own theory Agent Coulson, so why don't you tell me what it is."
I push compulsion behind my words, but the way I said the command, he should never realize it. Not even a pause before he's speaking, "You told the Director much the same thing, but there's no denying our world is growing larger. I don't believe you're an alien. Your true face and the drinking blood, along with your claims to immortality… it's possible you're a supernatural menace instead of an extraterrestrial one. A vampire to be specific."
I smile slightly at that, "Ah well. I like that you keep an open mind Agent Coulson. But no, I am not one of your horror genre's vampires. I suppose if you wished to say so, you could compare me to a combination of the vampire and the werewolf, but there are many differences between my species and your species' legends. Still, I won't deny that my people have been here before, and all legends have at least some basis in fact."
Shrugging, I continue easily enough as I lie my pants off, "It is more than a little likely that my people's past has ended up in humanity's hands somehow. Your world is such a small place, but that's what makes it such an amazing dumping ground."
That gets his attention, "What does that mean, dumping ground?"
"You humans have been considered primitive and ignorant for quite a long time. Only recently have your eyes began to open to the truths of the universe. Because of this, the older races have used your planet as a place for things they want hidden, or things they want rid of. Such as myself."
His eyes narrow and he frowns, "And why did someone want to get rid of you? Anything to do with your first act on our planet being an assault on Darcy Lewis?"
I gasp and point a finger at him, "Hey! Whoa! That was not an assault. In her own words, Darcy demanded that I 'Wreck her'. I just obliged. And I left her no worse for wear, my blood healed any and every single thing wrong with her."
Latching onto that, he steps closer to me, "Yes… your blood. The fact that your blood can apparently heal people is something you should have mentioned to the Director or myself earlier than now. Is that all your blood does? Is Ms. Lewis going to turn into a monster or gain super powers from her little healing session with you anytime soon?"
I smile brightly at that, "No she's going to be fine. There's only a slight danger when my blood is still in someone's system… if they die before it completely filters out… well…"
He looks at me piercingly, "Well what?"
I make a show of wincing at that, "They maybe come back to life a little. With a slight craving for blood."
He just looks at me with the most deadpan face, before slowly bringing his hand up to cover it. After a moment of massaging his forehead with the pads of his fingers he asks another question, "Have you given your blood to anyone else?"
I shake my head in the negative, "No one besides your World Security Council. It was a concession I had to make, to get them to turn me over to Fury, instead of keeping me for themselves."
He actually looks a little stricken at that, and I marvel at how even now the relationship between SHIELD and its overseers is so very strained. Hydra's influence of course, spreading conflict to every single place they could spread their tendrils. Coulson opens his mouth again, most likely to continue this impromptu interrogation, when the alarms suddenly sound and shouting is heard.
I smile inwardly at the welcome interruption. We both move to a nearby railing and look down to find a familiar blonde figure mowing through SHIELD agents like grass. Things happen much like I remember them, and I'm even able to watch as Barton jumps into the sky box and is quickly propelled into the air to take aim on the intruder below.
Eventually the moment of truth comes and Thor stands before his hammer with Agent Barton asking Coulson to make a call. Instead of saying what I expect though, Coulson looks to me and says, "No, stand down. We've got someone else who can take care of it."
All he does is raise an eyebrow at me, but the order is more than clear. Obviously Fury and Coulson both want to know more about me. It's the whole reason Fury put me with his best agent in the first place. But I have no problem with this, I should have expected a test of some sorts as is.
With a slight nod of acknowledgement to my current superior, I propel myself over the railing and down into the muddy clearing below, landing with a splash that grabs Thor's attention immediately. Especially as I land between him and his precious hammer. The smile that had been growing on his face immediately melts into a snarl that turns into a roar as he charges me like a raging bull.
Dialing up my speed a bit I slide around him, easily dodging the mortal Thor and grabbing him by the collar of his shirt, pulling and cutting off his air supply for a moment before slamming him down into the mud nonchalantly. He's dazed for half a moment so I take it to speak down at him, "Do you really think you're strong enough to fight me?"
He growls angrily and gets to his feet carefully, eyes filled with caution never leaving me. Unfortunately for him, I dial up the speed even further despite my audience and disappear from his line of sight in a moment to appear behind him. He only has a second to look around frantically before I'm slamming the sole of my boot into his unprotected back and he's sprawling across the slippery mud towards the hammer.
As I walk towards him much slower, I notice the way his eyes alight on the handle of Mjolnir, clearly sure it will be his saving grace. He begins to reach for it and suddenly I'm behind him and holding him by his hair. He struggles to reach the hammer, and I loosen my grip to let him reach the last few inches as I speak again, "Go ahead. We both know you're not worthy, Son of Odin."
Kudos are due, he did not flinch at those words, instead bearing his teeth in a mixture of a grin and a snarl as his hand closed around the hammer's pommel and he spoke for the first time, "I will make you eat those words."
With all of his strength he pulls at the handle, clearly aiming to swing Mjolnir around and strike me with it, possibly across the head or on the chest. It doesn't matter, as he finds himself unable to move it so much as an inch. All of his attention leaves me as I release his hair and he brings his other hand forward to continue pulling ineffectually at the hammer handle.
I spare him only a moment more of thought before looking up through the rain at Agent Coulson. He's staring down at me with something indiscernible in his eyes. The looks in the eyes of Doctors Selvig and Foster beside him, along with Darcy are much easier to read. A combination of awe and horror tell me they saw the whole thing. I just slowly smile, even as Coulson finally orders other agents to move in and secure the prisoner.
A few minutes later Thor is in an interrogation room and Coulson and I are staring through the glass at him. After a moment Coulson looks at me, "What was all that back there? Am I supposed to believe this is Thor? He seems a bit too… human."
I keep my eyes on the depowered Asgardian, considering how I wish to answer that for a long moment, "I took a guess given his looks and his single minded focus on the hammer. Either he's a spy who's decided to take on the most unbelievable cover ever, he's been brainwashed to THINK he's Thor, or he's Thor and he's been stripped of his power."
That last one catches Coulson's attention, "Stripped? How, by who?"
Finally I look at Coulson and raise an eyebrow, "This is a theory mind you, but I would imagine the same person who enchanted Mjolnir. And given the enchantment's wording, I suspect that would be Odin. I hope it is Odin, because if it's not, it means this isn't a punishment but an attack and might very well be the precursor to bad things for everyone."
Shrugging, I gesture at Thor, "Perhaps we should ask?"
Phil turns to look at the shackled Thor and then nods. Together we enter the interrogation room, Phil in front and myself only a step behind. I take up position slightly back at his side, letting him ask the questions.
Because of the changes I've made since arriving, Phil's questioning takes a little different tack, "So I've been told that you're Thor."
That gets Thor's attention, his eyes had been downcast until that moment. He raises his head sharply, gaze alighting on Phil for only a moment before refocusing on me, narrowing his eyes in anger, "You. Who are you?"
I raise an eyebrow but Phil gestures for me to speak up so I shrug and step up to stand directly beside him, "My name is Vali Masters. And this is Phil Coulson, my immediate superior. You should be a bit more respectful to him."
The Mighty Thor actually flinches at that and Coulson gives me a look. Alright so I may have injected a bit more menace into my statement than was necessary, but hey, cultivating a seeming devotion to those in charge seemed like a good defensive screen for the moment. And though Thor tries to hide it, I can tell he's remembering how I manhandled him almost effortlessly only a bit ago.
Swallowing thickly, Thor leans back and makes eye contact with Phil, "I apologize Son of Coul. I meant no disrespect. Yes, I am Thor of Asgard, Son of Odin… or… I was."
Coulson narrows his eyes, "You were? Care to elaborate on that?"
Thor grows slightly defensive at that, "I do not see how that's any of your business."
"We're SHIELD. Defending the world is our business. We need to know why you and your hammer are here, and what needs to be done, if Earth is in danger."
That causes Thor to shake his head and finally answer with what I already knew, "Midgard is in no danger. I was… banished from Asgard by Odin. I know not why he sent Mjolnir with me."
Coulson and I look at each other, and I know he's considering what I said earlier, about Midgard being a dumping ground for more advanced civilizations. I just smile slightly. After another moment Coulson lets out the smallest of sighs, "I need to make a phone call. Watch him."
The command is meant for me, though even as Coulson leaves the room he and I both know that I will be watched just as closely, and every word Thor and I say to each other will be recorded. Still, given that I'm the only member of SHIELD currently on base whose proven he can take down the depowered yet still incredibly dangerous Asgardian, it sends the right message to Thor.
Thor seems about to ask me something, but then gets a glazed look in his eye. Ah, Loki must be communing with him through astral projection. I'd always wondered what that looked like. While Loki lies to Thor about Odin's 'death' I focus my hearing on Agent Coulson's conversation outside the room.
"Yes sir, the… agent you assigned to me believes this to be the real Thor. There's no denying that there is a hammer that fell from the sky, or the fact that as of yet no one has been able to lift it. I do believe there's a likely chance that the intruder is telling the truth, and we're dealing with a second alien."
"And would you say this new alien presents a threat to Earth?"
"No sir, beyond his initial struggle to reach the hammer, he has not proven to be overly hostile, nor has he killed anyone."
"Then offer him a job with SHIELD. Doesn't sound like he has anything else going for him. And the Council can't exactly complain, they sent a precedent with Masters.
"And the scientists who were studying the wormhole?"
"Give them a more permanent offer as well. I've been briefed on both Foster and Selvig's work. They could be incredibly assets. As for this intern… I received your report on her contact with our first alien friend. I want her kept close for now, so find something for her to do as well."
"Yes sir. Is that all?"
"Yes. If things calm down out there over the next few days, you'll be moving on. The world is throwing a goddamn hissy fit right now on us. Stark's damn expo turned into a war zone, and Banner has been spotted near a university. I won't be surprised if the alien thunder god turns out to be the easiest thing we deal with this week… but don't count on it."
"Yes sir."
With that Coulson hangs up and steps back into the room just as Thor lets out a quiet "Goodbye" I assume that Loki ended the communication between them right before Thor spoke that final word. There are tears in his eyes and I imagine Loki bombarded him quite well just as he did in the original timeline.
Coulson however knew none of this, "Goodbye? I just got back." He frowns and glances at me, "Going anywhere?"
I just shake my head, "It's the first word he's said since you left sir."
Thor speaks up and reveals what had happened. Surprising until I take into account just how much he'd already been forced to reveal about his circumstances, "Apologies, I was speaking with my brother, Loki. He was not actually here though, he merely projected himself from Asgard to speak with me."
Thor had tacked on that last bit upon seeing Coulson grow extremely alarmed at the possibility of another intruder, this one a fully powered Asgardian. It calmed Phil down a bit, enough for him to regain his composure and return to his new assignment… recruiting Thor.
"I've said it already but I'll say it again. Our organization is known as SHIELD, and we're the best defense the Earth has against the growing threats humanity faces. I've been asked by the Director, my superior, to offer you a place with us. You don't exactly have anywhere else to go from what we understand."
That catches Thor by surprise, as he looks at Coulson blankly for a long moment, "You would offer me a place at your side despite the one thing you know of me being my banishment?"
Here Coulson glances sidelong at me, and I know what he's not saying. He's picked up on the fact that Odin is clearly testing Thor, if what I said about the hammer's enchantment is true. Still, he seems content to keep that information from Thor for now.
"Yes. You would not be exposed to any sensitive information right away, nor would you be used for any of our more dangerous work. Your first task would be to work with two of our newer scientists, who have been researching the wormhole that dropped you and the hammer here longer than we even knew the possibility existed. They'll need all of the information you can provide them, so that SHIELD can be ready if we ever need to be."
Thor seems subdued and almost humbled by it all, but he does slowly nod to show he's on board with the idea. Very shortly we're removing his handcuffs and leading him to the lab Dr. Foster and Dr. Selvig had been given. Both of them actually seem rather content as well, all of their research is still theirs and they now have the best tech that SHIELD can provide… which is to say they're only two or three rungs under Stark now.
Darcy on the other hand is clearly bored out of her mind. And Coulson has left me in charge of watching the group while he deals with other administrative duties. So being the awful man I am, I sneak up on her as she complains loudly about not having anything to do, and rest my hands on her shoulders, leaning in to whisper in her ear, "I'm sure I could find something for you to do darling."
I expected her to freak out, but instead she turns around with an incredibly hungry look in her eyes and throws her arms around my neck before kissing me for all she's worth. Thor notices but averts his gaze, while Selvig and Foster both continue on with what they're already doing, attention solely focused on the possible breakthroughs just outside their grasp.
As Darcy finally comes up for air, panting heavily with rosy cheeks, I just raise both eyebrows at her. She glances around to make sure no one was watching, and without a word she grabs me by the collar and drags me towards a nearby supply closet. I'm careful to keep from crashing too hard into the back wall of the closet as she pushes me towards it, returning her subsequent kisses with enthusiasm.
She was ferocious in her passion, single minded in her lust in a way that reminded me of something familiar. Such thoughts were put aside when she slowly slid down my front of her own accord, and fished my hardening cock out of my pants before attempting to stuff it down her throat.
I grunt a bit as my hand fists in her hair, her head bobbing up and down and her tongue swirling in a way that reminded me of just how hard it had been to find a good lay since her. Not many female Hydra agents after all. Soon it was more like I was fucking her face than her sucking me off, as I held her in place and slid my cock back and forth in her mouth. She took it rather well, though I was careful not to gag her too much to avoid making too much noise.
Her over enthusiasm got the best of me, and soon as I was spilling my seed down her throat, watching as she greedily drank down every last drop, never breaking eye contact with me until she was done. Pulling off of my length she wipes her mouth and makes to stand, looking satisfied and ready to leave the small closet strangely enough.
Of course I wasn't about to leave things so unfinished. With a quiet growl I grabbed her as she turned to go, one hand covering her mouth to keep her quiet even as I pulled her back against my chest. She let out an involuntary yelp, but quieted down quickly enough even as my hand undid the clasp on her pants and slid down past them.
Pushing her panties aside, I thrust two fingers into her soaking wet cunt and began to fuck her vigorously with my hand, causing her to let out moans into my palm. Smiling as I put thousands of years of experience to work on making putty of the girl in my hands, I didn't stop until I felt her shudder dramatically and fall limp against me.
Only then, with my fingers covered in her juices did I release her, licking them clean and letting her take a moment to recover and make herself presentable. That's when we finally left the supply closet. I know Thor knew what had happened given the look he gave us, but Selvig and Foster both seemed to remain oblivious, focused as they were.
I couldn't help but wonder at it though, the ferocity and almost primal like way Darcy had come at me, only to become submissive yet forceful in making sure my needs were met… it reminded me of female werewolves. Specifically the ones who would lay at my feet like bitches in heat day after day. I'd have to keep a close eye on Ms. Lewis. I wouldn't put it past my omnipotent self at all to fuck with me by fucking with the people I'd fucked… with.
A/N: That felt like the perfect place to end this one. Next chapter: Lady Sif and the Warriors Three! Along with a certain pesky murder machine.
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