"Ahh!~ Ah!~ Yes!" A woman with medium length brown hair that has a streak of white in it, was indulging in sexual activities with a quite handsome looking man if I do say so myself.
This woman was Anna Marie, and the handsome man was me, Billy Loomis.
"Fuck! I'm close!~ Please, please!~ Ahh!!~" Anna was currently pressed up against a wall, while I thrusted in and out of her abdomen, like a piston.
I took my length out and turned her the other way, her back now facing me. I rubbed my tip against her sacred hole, teasing her.
"Nooo~ Stoppp~ Please, put it back in~" I sharply inserted myself inside her again. The sound of flesh slapping against each other got louder and louder, I was going harder and faster, feeling a climax from me.
"I'm close!~ Ugh!~" She climaxed at the same time as me, her juices getting all over my pelvic area and the floor beneath us. She passed out in my arms after the long 10 hour session we had. Which is the world record for the longest she has lasted so far.
I laid her down on the bed and walked out onto the balcony of the house I bought. That's right, house. Last time you remember, it was all dinosaurs and Asgard.
A lot of time has passed. I've seen it all. Everything you could believe.
I met the Ancient One, the first ever Inhumans, Leonardo DiVinci, Genghis Khan, George Washington, Abraham Lincoln, motherfucker I met Jesus Christ.
I've been through almost every single major war like World War I and the Ice Age. Now, it was time for the Second World War. Or as I like to call it, the Birth of Captain America.
Almost all of those events were boring, let's talk about some things that no one asked to know.
The planet that I left in Stu's care, met it predestined fate and was destroyed, so Stu had to relocate to another planet, and name it Kree-Lar. Stu is now on Earth and is my next door neighbor. Canon is definitely gonna change now, since we won't have any dilemmas with the Skrulls.
Agamotto is still alive thanks to the enhancements I gave to his body, he is however not the Sorcerer sSpreme, he is now just a regular sorcerer, living out his life in the snowy mountains of China.
Anna found someone to take her place as President within five years, and she actually stayed with me ever since.
And I have only grown stronger, wiser, and smarter. But most importantly, I've grown faster.
'Status.'
[Host Name: Billy Loomis
Residence: Sudan
Occupations: Savitar's Speedster and He Who Yields Thunder
Health: Perfect Speedster Condition
Race: Speedster
Age: Undefined (AKA, I don't know)
Base Demigod Height: 6' Foot, 7" Inches (200 Centimeters)
Blaze Fusion Form Height: 8 Feet (243 Centimeters)
Were-Panther Form Height: 7' Foot 5" Inches (225 Centimeters)
Base Demigod Weight: 300 Pounds (136 Kilograms)
Blaze Fusion Form Weight: 3,000 Pounds (1,360 Kilograms)
Were-Panther Weight: 2,000 Pounds (907 Kilograms)
Base Demigod Speed: 50 Million m/s (180 Million KPH/ 111,846,814 MPH)
Top Drawn Speed: 200 Million m/s (720 Million KPH/ 447,387,258 MPH)
Magic Types: Light Magic and Electric Magic
Energies: Electricity
Divinities: Lightning
Blaze Fusion Form Powers: Fire Manipulation, Electricity Manipulation, Lightning Fangs, Lightning Claws, and Dinosaur Communication
Were-Panther Form Powers: Lightning Claws, Lightning Fangs, Electricity Manipulation, and Panther Communication
Host's Abilities: Energy Absorption, Super-Speed, Instant Healing, Destruction Blasts, Teleportation, Flash-Flight, Immortality, Portal Creation, Psionic Capabilities, Matter Manipulation, Lightning Constructs, and Cosmic Awareness
Armor: Iron Man Mark 50 Armor, Superior Spider Man Suit, Iron Spider Armor, and Iron Man Model 37
Transformations: Blaze Fusion Form and Were-Panther Form
Resistances: Magic, Cold, Heat, Lightning, Poison, and Pain
Base Gear and Gear For All Forms: White T-Shirt, Black Joggers, Vaulting Boots of Valtorr, Uru Sword, Diamond Hoe, Vibranium Hoe, Gold Hoe, Iron Hoe, Silver Hoe, Wooden Hoe, Uru Hoe, Adamantine Hoe, Adamantium Hoe, Star Brand, Goblin Glider, Cosmic Cocoon, and Purple Gem
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I was definitely the fastest being in the multiverse, there's no doubt about that, but I couldn't quite leave yet. Although Savitar and my name are solidified in religions and history books, I still have things to do.
No matter what, I can not go to the next universe until I sit down at a bar or a club, and have a drink with Stan Lee. I've searched everywhere for this man, but he's not on Earth.
I don't know how he makes cameos if he doesn't exist, which only further proves that he's the One Above All. I don't know where the One Above All resides, so I can't have that drink.
I have a feeling that he knows I'm looking for him, and he can feel my resilience and refusal to leave. He wanted me to stay here longer, or he wanted me to do something.
I didn't know what it was, but I don't care, I will have my drink with the man who made my childhood, and I will thank him.
I walked away from the porch and laid in bed next to Anna, who is of course my wife, and definitely the strongest woman on the planet.
Millions of years of sex and training with me can do that to someone.
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It's the next day now, and I was walking down the street with one direction in mind. I walked into a bar and found the two people I was exactly looking for. I walked up to them and wrapped my arms around their shoulders.
"How you doing today gentlemen?"
They both looked over their shoulders and a warm smile came upon their faces.
"Billy! How you been man?"
"Ah, I've been good Steve. Bucky, how about you, how have you been?" That's right, I am best friends with Steve Rogers and Bucky Barnes.
The future Captain America and Winter Soldier respectfully.
I sat down in a stool next to Steve and started talking with him, since Bucky was too busy flirting with random girls.
"Steve, let me guess, you're still submitting fake papers to the military in hopes of joining the army?"
"Shh, shh! What are you doing man? Quiet down. But yes, I still am, and I'm going to try it one last time at the Stark Expo. If it doesn't work out, then I don't know what will."
Steve put his head down and sorrowfully drunk his water. That he ordered at a bar.
"There there Steve, don't worry. You'll end up in the army one way or another." I pat his shoulder in reassurance. He brightened up a little.
"If you believe in me, then I believe in you. I'll keep trying." I know that in almost every universe, Steve Rogers is destined to become Captain America. But I don't know the changes of this timeline due to my reincarnation.
So if he doesn't become the first successful super soldier and then Captain America, who will? I wasn't going to take the chance to find out. Steve Rogers is a genuine guy, and there aren't many others who could fill that position like he could.
It seemed like I was meat riding Steve, but it was hard not to praise him. He looks like a superhero and a good guy through the screen, but if you meet Steve Rogers for real, it's a whole different story.
You truly can't make this guy mad. I've tried and it's not possible. I seriously doubt that if in the future, if I murder Peggy, he wouldn't kill me.
He would probably turn me in to the government or something. It's insane.
Well, that's enough talking about Steve, I gotta meet up with Stu. We things to do.
I left that bar and walked back towards the direction of my house. I wasn't going home though, I was going to the house next to it. Which looked identical to mine.
I didn't bother knocking and phased through the door. I went straight down to the basement and saw Stu speed drawing things and throwing them away.
He was working on suit ideas for the both of us, but every time he drew up something, he hated it. And if he hated it, then I instinctively hated it too, because he is me.
I pulled a seat next to him and just watched him draw away. Although he was a clone of me, he has developed his own personality.
He's figured out that he has a knack for inventing. And with inventing comes things like drawing.
"Wait. Wait! Wait! I did it! Look at this shit Billy!" He moved his hands out the way from what he was drawing and presented it to me.
I looked down at the drawings and absorbed its essence.
"These suits, they're magnificent! We must see how they look in person now."
We stood side by side and focused on the nano-machines inside us. A sleek red armor wrapped around my body. It looked like the Red Death suit, but much cooler in my opinion.
(The cover art.)
Stu's suit was exactly like mine, except his was a golden color. These were going to be our official suits from now on when we're out doing anti-hero things.
Which worn actually be necessary until further notice.
We changed back to normal clothes and started discussing really boring business things.
Things like, how our relationship with the other realms are, the Skrulls, and other extraterrestrial races we've met over the years.
We talked about the well-being of Kree-Lar, Agamotto, Oshtur, and Gaea.
We talked about things like that and more. It didn't really matter what we talked about, because at the end of the day, and always, I hate politics.
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