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After our teaming up with Jessica, the planning began. Having Anya and Wasp on our team made things a lot easier. Although the former is just a participant in the Future Minds programme and the latter is an Avenger. Either way, they still had some clearance.

Tigra, Psylocke, Lady Deadpool and Silver Sable have also been given their roles. They have to play distracting roles for the agents.

When as Jessica and... Unfortunately me. Trying to get Bobby out. Dru insisted on my presence, citing that after a series of experiments, she's not sure if Mockingbird will believe her or follow her.

Then Yuriko comes in and picks us up in a police car. Which even Shield agents won't be able to search or stop.

As dumb as it sounds, Jessica only gave us a few days to formulate and rehearse the plan. According to her, Bobbi's condition is getting worse and experimenting on her is getting harder.

Maybe that's why, or maybe it's because I'm just not cut out for this sort of thing, but before entering Shield HQ, I was ready to either run away or slip home, through all the sweat that was pouring off me in litres.

- Jess, who's that with you? - One of the guards turned to Drew.

- Me? - She showed me her pass. - A future recruit, at least according to the academy.

- Oh, yeah? He looks so young, and he's kind of uptight. - while punching in Drew's I.D., the guard was trying to look under my hat.

I don't know if he succeeded or not, but without any further explanation, and wishing us a good day, he let us in.

Next came a 'tour' from Jessica, a performance for the cameras. So that by the set time, we were as close as possible to the places we wanted to go. Which, of course, we both couldn't get to.

*♪ Explosion ♪

It began with a large but limited explosion that Silver had prepared. I don't know how, but she promised no one would get hurt in it.

Next, the sounds of fighting started coming from outside. Tigra and Lady Deadpool had staged an attack on the entrance of the headquarters. Abruptly, an alarm sounded. The agents rushed outside.

- What the hell?! Why can't the Avengers be contacted?!

Silently answering the question of one of the indignant agents, then it was up to Wasp, who provided the communication channel to Anya. She performed her magic with him, well those present in the vicinity, Janet promised to take care of herself.

After giving a strict briefing, Jessica followed the other agents as leisurely as she could. I hid under the table as instructed. And sat there until the moment...

- It's usually a male fantasy to yell under the table, but maybe...? - didn't come through Psylocke's voice signalling the cameras off.

As Psylocke set off in pursuit of Jessica, she tossed me a pass she'd unknowingly managed to get on the way.

With a clear understanding of where I needed to go I headed down to the secret areas. As soon as I leaned my pass against the lift, additional floors appeared on the dial.

Choosing the right one, I found myself in the area responsible for Bobby's experiment. Unfortunately, all I could do was hide and wait for the time being. For one, the scientists were being hidden on lower floors, and two, the door where Bobby's body locks open, whatever that meant, was elsewhere.

While I was hiding in the ventilation ducts, where else?! Quite a few of the scientists were taken away. Figuring that things had finally quieted down and Psylocke should have caught up with Jessica by now, I came out of my hiding place.

Given the directionality of the zone, finding Bobby's cell was a breeze. When I stepped inside, I was surprised by several things at once:

- So it was you?

Firstly, that Mockingbird was the blonde I slept with in Connors' lab. Secondly, that she was the one who was captivated with experiments of obvious purpose.

- Who knew the Shield would have a sex dungeon under the base?

- Uninvited guests didn't need to know. - came a stern female voice, and with it came a...

* The sound of a trigger *

Instinctively, I raised my hands and nearly shit my trousers. A firearm wasn't a kidnapping, I still had to get used to it.

- On your knees, hands behind your head.

At first I started to obey the woman with the gun, but then I realised and stood back up. Instead of putting my hands behind my head, I pulled one of them off my cap.

- So? You're not gonna shoot, are you? - and then turned to the austere brunette with short hair, as confident as possible.

- Peter Parker. - And though the brunette's eyebrows lowered stiffly, the fact that I didn't have an extra hole in my head was a little reassuring.

- Put the gun down. I know you want me alive. - bullshit, I don't know shit! - Besides, you're a girl. And we both know that if you try to grab me, I will fuck you. Oh, sorry for the spoiler.

- All right. - Calmly, as if there were no threats, and I'm not here to steal someone important, the brunette unloaded the gun and tossed it on the nearest table. - Try it.

The next second, I don't know how, but her tight thighs, encased in black, tight-fitting trousers, encircled my neck.

- Gah! - and a second after that, I found myself thrown headfirst into the computer.

The brunette tried to shackle me immediately, but I miraculously managed to twist away and force her backwards. A real struggle ensued. And at one point.

- Ah!

I managed to open the neckline of her jumpsuit, exposing her caramel breasts and sink my teeth into them. Forcing my saliva into her bloodstream...

- ...

- ...Bollocks, I'd forgotten it's so fast it's not a slave- Aaah!

Apparently being the ultimate zombie loser, I was immediately twisted and tied up. Apparently my bite was quite painful, for my wrists are not spared at all by the brunette.

- This is the end.

- That's right. - along with an elegant voice, followed by a--

*♪ Clang ♪

.....

Psylocke came down to me, not only to provide security, but also for the reason that Bobby's body locks need a code to open.

- What's the chance she'll tell me? - I asked Psylocke.

- Well, considering we had to put a gag in her mouth to keep her from biting her tongue off.....

- So rape? - came out of me with hopelessness as my fly fell down.

- Like there was any other option? - Psylocke spread her hands, in contrast to Maria Hill's eyebrows, which drew together in an angry manner.

.....

- Kill... - Having denuded Maria Hill not without the trouble of kicking, the aforementioned immediately rushed to send me a love message that reached me even through the gag.

Despite the tension of the situation and the fact that a gun had been held to my head a few minutes ago, the moment I saw the naked female body, my cock rose.

- Ahem! - the Shield Agent shuddered as I ran my fingers along her long, hip-width legs.

Miss Hill's body, or maybe it was Mrs Hill's, made her look more like a supermodel than a special agent.

- Mchrzko!

Caramel smooth skin that I wanted to lean my mate against and wait for the caramel to turn to milk.

- Mmm!

Juicy breasts. Like two ripe fruits, more like berries, ready to burst with juice.

*♪ Slap ♪

- Ah!

And a wide, pumped-up arse. With hollows in all the right places to hold on to and fuck.

Not that I'm the kind of man who understands, but I couldn't get past that kind of hint.

- Kghaa!

So I threw Maria Hill on the nearest panel with strange buttons and lights, and leaned my mate against her hot skin.

- Ngghmmmm!

Being a true gentleman, I couldn't let the liquid flow only out of me. So while I moved my head along her gorgeous, plump thighs, I dug my fingers into the strict Shield agent's girl.

- Nggh! Ngghhhh!

Who apparently spends too much time on her work and not enough on her desires. Because her girl was sweating too fast, and her nostrils were gulping wildly for air within minutes.

- God, I could be a regular guy and she'd still be sweating like a bitch! - I turned to Psylocke, who was standing off to the side controlling the aisles.

My sidekick let out a chuckle as she saw the drops of female juices fall to the floor. This verbal exchange made Maria Hill's face look aggressive again, and her pussy involuntarily squeezed my fingers tighter.

- So it's time? - Having savoured the woman's smooth skin, I withdrew my cock.

- No-Ghmmm! - and slid it inside the sharply frightened agent.

Maria twisted her head around, I think she even cried. Maybe I would have felt like scum, but unfortunately for Hill, literally behind me was a captive and clearly many times raped Mockingbird. So...

- Fang for fang!

- Gghhhhnnnnnnnnn!

I didn't have any doubts before pulling the bitch all the way in. Naturally, as I fucked her from behind, I grabbed her massive arse.

- Ngghhhh! Ngghhhh!

Once again dashing my hopes, of any resistance or strictness of the special agent's manners, Maria began to take me uncomplainingly quite quickly.

- Ngghhhh!..!

Her legs stood slender and her body did not wiggle in any way, completely surrendering to me.

- Prehrati!

All she could do was shout rejection. But judging by the drool dripping through the gag and the green eyes rolling up to the sky, that's not what Maria Hill really wants.

- Hey, Psylocke. - Hill's pussy clenched tighter as if in jealousy. Jesus, woman, how long has it been since you've had a man? - How do we get the code if her mouth is closed?

* Slap *

Not being one to take pleasure in jealousy, I gave Miss Hill the attention she deserved before I heard Psylocke's response.

- Well, stick the gag out, you're still holding her down so hard she'll be tooth and nail. - The mutant replied with some resentment.

Ignoring the incomprehensible female feelings, I heeded the advice and lowered myself to the agent not only to feel the soft breasts, but also to stick out the gag....

- Haaah!... From-Out-Out-Out-Out-Out-Out-Out-Out!...

Which made it harder for Maria to ask for it to stop. Yes and apparently the body's desires became so obvious that Hill had to gag herself by biting down on her lower lip.

- Hmmmmm!...

Indeed, after a couple of thrusts, my cock was showered with an intense squirt. What...

- I just did! What kind of monster are you?!

It had no effect on my pace.

- Ah! When! You're done! Are you gonna finish?!

As Maria Hill drowned in one orgasm after another. I was torn by an incredibly difficult dilemma - should I cum in her wet, hot lips or on her gorgeous, caramel skin?

This difficult question prevented me from cumming and at the same time, made me want to fuck the agent as hard as I could. Which led to...

*♪ Trask ♪

That Maria Hill ripped the nylon tie that bound her hands behind her back and....

- Haaah! Stop! Ah!

Which she didn't notice at all, dropping her hands to the panel where I continued fucking her until....

- AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!

Tuckie came inside.

- Ah!

Not quite sure if it was my choice or if I just didn't have time to stick it out, I was about to go in for a second round as....

- Peter, the password... - I was stopped by Psylocke.

...I wish she'd stopped Hulk Woman that day.