(A/N: The beginning of this chapter has some racy content, you can skip it if you wish.)
They met amidst the falling water, their hands exploring each other's skin. For Maria, her hands roamed under Allen's wet clothes, far from making her uncomfortable; it heightened her lust.
Allen's touch on her soft skin was direct, allowing him to explore the beautiful woman's body.
The water cascaded down, sliding over their bodies without cooling the heat they shared. Allen gripped her waist, and in response, Maria instinctively wrapped her legs around him.
Pushing her against the wall, Allen kissed Maria's neck. She shuddered, feeling a mix of happiness and fear about being with Allen. But soon, lust overtook her thoughts, and she embraced him tightly before kissing him.
They paused, looking at each other for a moment, aware of their sins. Maria's soft moans and Allen's heavy breath were drowned out by the shower's sound.
Maria often scolded Natasha for her relationship with him, but deep down, she knew it was envy. Allen, on the other hand, knew that with each woman he embraced, he delved deeper into the realm of an unredeemed bastard. Yet, he decided to accept every bit of sin in this, willingly.
Maria was the same, having dedicated her life as a Shield agent, appearing cold and even ruthless. But it was all a facade; she had long desired this with Allen and knew it was wrong.
The guilt in her eyes beneath the excitement clearly showed that Maria knew she should never have desired Allen.
Their eyes questioned each other if they felt the same, and upon seeing affirmation, they decided to embrace their mistakes and cloak them with their mutual desire. At least if they fall, they will fall together. But, they are both adults, it is only up to their minds whether they punish themselves for it or accept it.
Allen kissed those tempting lips. There was no indication he ever knew he desired this woman. Perhaps the system nudged him, but deep down, he knew he didn't oppose the idea of kissing Maria.
Maria responded to the kiss and quickly removed Allen's clothes. Allen focused on Maria's soft spots that seemed to whisper for attention.
Maria moaned as her hands weakened while Allen played with her soft spots. She gathered strength to remove his pants, revealing Allen's weapon, which she immediately grasped, swallowing saliva and containing her surprise.
The woman was somewhat frightened, wondering if this would go into her. Allen didn't let her think and used his mouth on the pink buttons calling to him. Maria lost all rationality and grabbed Allen's head.
'I don't care if I end up in the hospital!' Maria thought.
Of course, her thoughts were an exaggeration because Allen wasn't a horse or anything. But as a woman dedicated to her work, she had no time for love and consequently no experience.
There was a touch of extra immorality as two women were taking a bath nearby, but luckily, the noise of the shower covered Maria's moan of pain as she felt a part of her taken by Allen and replaced by something else, something she loved.
Maria looked at Allen and kissed him as they immersed themselves in passion...
...
Allen came out of the bathroom incognito, technically with his speed he only had to move fast enough for Shield's advanced cameras not to detect him, but they were carrying a sleeping Maria Hill with a smile on her arms. Allen teleported home and left her in a room, changed clothes, and returned to Shield.
Allen stopped in a hallway, covering his face with his hand. "I'm a bastard..."
For a long time, Allen had wondered how low he would sink; now he had even gotten his hands on Maria. Allen was grateful that he didn't have other family members like grandparents or distant uncles, as he would be ashamed to show his life at this moment.
Of course, if he had the chance to repent for his choices, he wouldn't. With everything that being an unrestricted womanizer entails, he couldn't bear to lose the relationships he had up to now, whether they were girlfriends, lovers, suitors, or friends, each woman in his life was something valuable he wasn't willing to lose.
Allen composed himself and stopped a couple of agents coming out of a room to show him the way to the meeting room or wherever everyone was.
"Mr. Walker?!" an agent dropped his weapon in shock upon seeing Allen appear out of nowhere.
"Don't worry, I'm just lost," Allen smiled tiredly.
"Sir, we can escort you if you'd allow us!" said another enthusiastic agent, a young, energetic man who offered to guide Allen gladly.
...
In the meeting room, there was a tense situation. Thor was arguing with Tony.
"Oh, great son of Odin, didn't you say it was better to leave Loki to you?" Tony raised his voice sarcastically as he threw a folder of documents on the table.
"I was, he would never have escaped without external help," Thor replied with a calm attitude, arms crossed, asserting his presence.
Tony, with his big ego, couldn't stand Thor's demeanor and snorted contemptuously. "You seem very relaxed... I guess since it's not your world that's in danger, you're fine."
Thor frowned and uncrossed his arms. "I never said that. My father is called the 'All-Father' because he protects the nine realms, and Midgard is part of those nine realms."
"Well, they haven't done their job well," Bruce added as he sat on the railing.
"The problems caused by humans against humans are not our concern," Thor denied. "If they can't handle their people, how do they expect to face a threat outside of Midgard?"
"Threat outside of Midgard?" Tony laughed. "As far as I know, we've only had three threats of that kind: one Destroyer and two Lokis. I think they've proven that they're gods in name only and cause us more problems than solutions."
Fury leaned on a desk, covering his face with his hand. They hadn't even started, and already chaos was brewing. This was due to two reasons: Tony was much more responsible than in the original MCU, which made him take problems more seriously and personally. Consequently, Loki, who almost destroyed the world once he appeared, made him very irritated.
Thor was also to blame. Unlike the original, he was less comedic; there were no misplaced jokes or stupid comments. His calm demeanor also carried the dignity of the future King of Asgard, making him less tolerant of comments about himself and his land.
Upon hearing Tony underestimate Asgard's capability, Thor became defensive, and an argument ensued.
"I think that's enough, we have a problem and we can't argue!"
A man dressed in blue with a star on his chest and a shield intervened. His words carried logic, but unfortunately, Thor and Tony were two types with large egos.
"Don't interfere, mortal."
"I'm sorry, Captain, but I'm too old to be lectured by a grandpa."
...
"Fury, is this why you called me?"
A blonde woman leaned against the wall with her arms crossed, watching the argument. She had come because there was a crisis on the planet, but it seemed like the team gathered to face it was collapsing even before the crisis began. She was Carol Danvers, better known as Captain Marvel or Mar-vell, a superheroine whose work was more akin to the Guardians of the Galaxy or the Green Lanterns in DC than to local heroes.
However, she was born on Earth and was willing to help if needed.
"I'm sorry, Danvers, I can't stop them right now."
Tony would normally listen to Fury or at least hear him out before sarcastically refusing, but now he and Bruce were angry with Nick Fury. They had discovered that Fury had been developing weapons with the Tesseract, which was very dangerous and had already been demonstrated in the facilities that sank and the portal that brought a god from it.
Fury was trying to manipulate something they couldn't even understand, which was a suicidal act. Because of this, Fury was not in a position to stop them.
The woman had a narrowed gaze, unsure of what to say. Technically, she was a stranger and couldn't just jump into someone else's argument.
"Don't tell me the great Nick Fury is out of ideas..." said Carol, but she had no hope of resolving this; clearly, it was two men with enormous egos arguing over who was right.
"Don't worry, someone will come to stop this," Fury reassured her.
"I hope so, but to be honest I have no confidence in this team," Carol replied.
"Well look who's more lost than you," Fury stood up from his chair. "He's Captain America!"
"Really?" she opened her eyes wide. "Is he a clone?"
"No, he's the real Captain Rogers ... unfortunately, he still hasn't adjusted to this world."
Captain Steve Rogers glanced at Fury upon hearing his name, then turned to the surprised Carol and nodded.
The door opened as Thor gripped his hammer and Tony manifested part of Prime in his hand.
Tony and Thor turned, Bruce stopped shaking his head, Carol and Steve looked confused, and Fury smiled.
"You took your time, Walker..."
"Yeah... I had a mishap," Allen glanced at everyone present, pausing at Steve and Carol for a moment before turning back to Tony and Thor. "Why are you guys fighting?"
"The arrogant blonde started it!"
"The narcissistic mortal started it!"
Carol expected the two fools to get angry again unexpectedly, but instead, they blamed each other like children. Carol's astonished look was shared by Steve. You couldn't blame them; one of them had just emerged from beneath the ice not long ago, and the other had spent a long time traveling through space.
"I don't care who started it, but I know both of you are at fault," Allen stated with boredom.
Tony and Thor frowned but said nothing more. Allen shifted his attention to Fury.
Allen narrowed his eyes at Fury. "I suppose there's a reason you couldn't stop them?"
Fury's smile froze and then vanished.
Fury coughed. "How about I introduce you to the two members you don't know? He is Steve Rogers."
Fury's tactic worked, diverting Allen's attention from the argument. Steve tensed up for no reason; he just did. But it wasn't a feeling of threat, but rather a kind of oppression.
Allen would have been surprised long ago, but his encounter with the zombie version of this man had ruined the surprise.
Still, Allen approached and offered his hand in greeting. Steve hesitated for a moment but accepted.
"I'm sorry, Captain..."
"What do you mean?"
Allen shook his head. "Someone like you shouldn't be forced to fight outside of your time."
Steve Rogers remained silent for a moment as his eyes seemed to travel to the past. He missed Peggy, Bucky, and his time.
"I gained these powers when I was powerless; no matter the place, as long as I breathe, I intend to use my power to do the right thing."
Rogers' gaze was filled with determination. Allen had heard about Tony's super-soldier serum a few days ago; supposedly, it not only affected the individual physically but psychologically as well.
"This serum amplifies emotions: a person with a bad heart becomes a cruel monster, but a person with a good heart becomes a hero."
'No, this man didn't need a serum to be a hero...'
Allen was unfamiliar with Captain; this wasn't DC, he knew as much about the Captain as anyone, and his first doubt was whether he was truly a hero as rumored or just a charlatan like Homelander from The Boys.
Allen smiled, calling Mjolnir from Thor's hands, leaving him surprised. Then he threw the hammer to the Captain.
"Catch," Allen said.
Steve, who was preparing to block the hammer with his shield, looked into Allen's eyes and saw no hostility, so he reached out and caught the hammer. For a moment, he almost dropped it but managed to hold it with slight difficulty.
Thor's jaw dropped as he tried to formulate words but couldn't.
While most were surprised, Fury clicked his tongue; he knew Allen did that not only to test the Captain. Thor would respect Rogers after this and Tony would not suspect Cap Allen fixed the nearly destroyed team with a single action.
Steve approached Thor and handed him back the hammer while he still didn't understand what had happened or why the god couldn't stop looking at him in shock.
The scene where Thor relinquished his claim to the throne of Asgard and explained the context of the hammer was still fresh in everyone's memory.
Being worthy to be the next King of Asgard.
While the Captain also has flaws and shortcomings, which is why it was hard for him to lift the hammer, he is still someone with the potential to wield Thor's power.
Allen turned to the bewildered woman. "Don't worry, Fury will fill you in on the context later," Allen laughed, causing Carol to frown at being underestimated by someone younger than her.
"Carol Danvers, a pleasure to meet you," she greeted with a smile, offering her hand to Allen.
Allen took it, and a spark happened between them, not a metaphor, an energy spark shot out and shut down several computers.
Carol looked at her hand and then at Allen, speechless. Allen, too, didn't know what had just happened.
"Is this the cosmic version of a spark between fated lovers?" Tony scoffed and made Carol embarrassed.
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