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SteveRogers, better known to the world asCaptainAmerica, was entering Stark Tower. Under request of Tony Stark of course, and the billionaire had assured Cap that he had some news that Rogers might be interested in. Such a distnguished guest was met by Pepper Potts herself and Rogers was soon led into one of Stark's inner sanctums. It wasn't long before Tony made an appearance.
"Drink?" Stark asked, making his way to the small minibar.
"That's ok. I thought I was here on business."Rogers said, following Stark's movements and walking a bit closer to the other man.
"Avengers business actually. I've found another potential. was hoping you might go and talk to them." Stark revealed, the fine snifter of bourbon pouring two fingers into a glass.
"Oh? Talk to who?"Rogers pressed, his curiosity piqued.
"Just a girl. That's all. I know you're rusty on the whole 'talking to girls' thing. This might be good practice. Get her on our side and all that. Or turn her to the Dark Side. You never know." Tony said with a little smirk.
"Dark Side?"Rogers asked, only vagule yfamiliar with what Tony was talking about.
"You know, turn her into a Sith Lord, or whatever it is that outcome would be. Actually she's a really nice girl. Works as a bartender down at the Snakebite."
"The Snakebite? What kind of name is that for a bar?"Steve asked, wondering just what Tony had up his sleeve.
"It's a little dive bar close to Soho. Popular place for bikers. You should fit right in, just take your Harley." Stark quipped, and took another sip of his bourbon.
Steve rubbed the bridge of his nose."Fine, I'll go talk to her. You have the address?"he asked. Stark handed him a business card. Looking at it Steve tucked it in a pocket and headed out.
The Harley pulled up outside the Snakebite, several other bikes there, a couple Harleys and even a few crotch rockets. Even from outside, the sounds from inside could be heard. Steve had dressed a bit conservative. Jeans and a form hugging tee, his motorcycle jacket over that. Cap's six-foot-two-inch frame came up off the bike when he shut it off, and he entered the establishment. Letting his eyes adjust to the lighting, the smell of the bar washed over his senses. Billiard tables and a couple pinball machines were close to the back, and Steve headed toward the bar. Several pairs of eyes followed him but he paid them no mind.
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That fateful night not long ago was burned intoOlivia'sbrain. Much as she had tried to ignore what had happened, Tony Stark seemed ever persistent that she join up.You're not like everyone else, you know that, right?He had told her that, sitting across from her in a coffee shop. And she had listened to his sales pitch. But living the life of a hero just wasn't for her, was it? Everyday bartenders didn't get tasked with joining The Avengers or fighting crime. She was tasked with kicking people out when they got rowdy. Her mother had even taught her to be cautious with her powers.Never show them, sweetheart. The world isn't ready for you.
"Hey, gorgeous."A man was across leaning across the counter of the bar, obviously drunk but very obviously hitting on Olivia. She could only take a sharp inhale, hazel eyes decorated in color locking on him. He was a threat, though not an obvious one.
"Don't call me gorgeous. We aren't dating and you don't tip well enough for that." She cocked an eyebrow at him, putting together a drink for someone a seat down, trying to avoid his eyes. Her purple hair, vibrant in nature much like the rest of her, was down so as to cover her face somewhat. Enough that she didn't see tall, blonde, and Patriotic walking through the door.
"Long as you're makin' my drink 'n dressin' like a slut, I'll call you what I want."The man slurred out the words, words that stung. He was drunk, and an idiot, and normally it might not have bothered her, but she felt her own mutation reacting. Clenching her fist, she held it under the bar, feeling it glow blue with power and rage.
"We're gonna have a bigger issue here if you don't shut your mouth, assface." Her eyes narrowed, calming herself enough to lift her hand again, the energy dissipated, finishing the drink and handing it to the customer. She was dressed rather modestly, given the circumstances. Tight black tank top that clung to her generous bust with a diving neckline, tattered jeans hanging low on her hips. Many of her tattoos were visible, and she liked it that way. Never hide yourself, she had promised. She hid so much already. Why add her appearance to the list.
"Aw, c'mon, why you gotta be like that? I'm just payin' you a compliment?" By now, Olivia had exchanged goods for money, her back turned as he finished his words. Putting in the cash, she took a breath again, trying to calm herself down. It was her Friday, and it was the end of an exceptionally long week. Added to that, she hadn't been sleeping well. And another text from Tony telling her to just join up.
Stay calm. Deep breaths.She wasn't like the Hulk in that she couldn't control herself, but her concern was always the mild expression of her powers. What might appear as a gentle blue glow was never welcomed. Inhumans, people with abilities... regardless of what she could do, any signs of it and she'd only be feared.
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Steve arrived at the bar in plenty of time to hear the lecherous drunk, and the woman behind the bar, he had to admit, was pretty. It was no excuse at all for the man's behavior and Cap was always a gentleman. The bared skin, covered in ink, and her dyed hair, weren't exactly the sort of look that Steve would go for, and he was sure the man was looking through a thick set of beer goggles. The exasperation of the woman behind the bar was pretty obvious, and Steve placed a hand on the man's shoulder.
"I think the lady said no, my friend. Here, why don't you let me call you a cab?"he said, knowing there was no way he was going to let the man drive himself home in the shape he was in, and effectively deciding to cut the man off. He didn't work here, but the safety of innocents was always his duty, and this guy would be a menace on the road.
"What the... who d'ya think yer pawin' at?" the guy said, standing. He was a bit shorter than Steve, but probably outweighed Cap's 220lb. frame by another 30-40 pounds. Most of it gut by the looks of it.
Steve immediately backed off, hands held up, palms out."I don't want any trouble. You just seem like you need to go home and sleep it off. That's all. A nice warm bed will do you good."
The man was having none of it, a smirkish sneer coming to his face. "Nice warm bed... with yerwife, ya prick. Or this young filly here. She looks like she needs a good man." he finished, looking back at Olivia and winking.
"Language."Steve said and grabbed the phone from his inside jacket pocket. He was still getting used to some of the new tech, but most of it was rather intuitive and he was coming along well. Dialing up the number for the Yellow Cab Company, Steve was on the phone with their dispatch and was telling the address when the obstinate man slapped the phone from his hand, the device clattering to the floor, though luckily protected by the rather rugged Avengers case.
"C'mon pretty boy. The only way yer gettin' me outta this bar is if ya make me. And I don't think you have theballs!" the drunk said, and gave Steve's shoulder a little shove.
It was about this time that Steve noticed the strange blue glow from behind the bar. It seemed to be coming from the tattooed young lady, and as his attention was on that, trying to determine if she was the one he was actually here for, that the man sucker-punched him.
It was a solid punch for a man of his size, though it had lost some steam with the man's inebriation, and loss of coordination. Glancing off Steve's jaw, Cap just sighed. Some people never learned. Never a man to be provoked into violence without cause, the slap across the man's face from Steve knocked the spit out of his mouth and left the man in a position where Cap turned him around, grabbed him under one arm, the other hand on the man's belt as he lifted until the man was on tiptoes, delivering a bit of a wedgie, and he promptly marched the man out of Snakebite.
Once outside Steve saw the cab was already pulling up and with the help of the driver he got the man in the backseat. "Hey! Aren't you...?" the cabbie started to ask.
"Long story."Cap said, and grabbed the man's wallet, looking at the address."Get this guy home will you?"Steve asked, and the cabbie nodded. Pulling out his own wallet Steve grabbed a couple bills and handed them to the driver."Drive safe."he told the man, and then walked back inside.
Making his way back to the bar Steve smiled and walked back up to the bar, more eyes on him this time."You know,"he said to the woman behind the bar,"a man named Tony Stark sent me down here to talk to a young lady that is a bartender. You're the only one I see here and I have to assume it's you."He gave her his best smile and extended a hand,"The name's Steve Rogers."he told her, his bright blue eyes never leaving her face.
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Olivia was ready to turn around and punch the man in the face. He had hit her last nerve and she could only take so much. She was used to lecherous idiots in the bar, and typically had the patience of a saint. But not today, and not right now. So it was a surprise when a different voice chimed in, a man who seemed to be taking care of the situation.
Pushing back her hair, she watched as none other than Captain America threw the man who had been formerly hitting on her, out of the bar. Her jaw had dropped somewhat, not expecting this sort of thing to occur, but appreciating it none the less. She had a sinking feeling, however, what this was actually about. It was highly unlikely that he was here to grab a drink. This was not a bar a man like Steve Rogers frequented. This was a bar people went to when they wanted to feel at home with outsiders.
There was no motion to shake his hand. Though not out of spite; Olivia was more concerned her hands would glow again. It was the last thing she needed.
When he finished, she inhaled sharply, Of course thats why youre here. Why else would you be here? She tossed on a sarcastic smile as she spit out the words. Normally she had a kinder way about her. She put on a pretty good front at work, but Olivia was typically more docile.
Realizing her temper, she shook her head, holding it after pushing back her hair, Im sorry, that was rude. Its been a long day. She sighed heavily, glancing around the bar, noting that most folks were being taken care of. The other bartender, a burly man who had been doing this longer than her, was moving at his own pace.
Thanks for taking care of that jackass. She put on a friendly smile, full lips curling upwards. Truly, she appreciated not having to throw out the idiots herself. Olivia was by no means a stranger to having to fight. Still, she liked being able to simply do her job, Its not gonna make me agree to join, though. Im not as special as you guys seem to think I am. She smirked at Steve.
Picking up a glass from the bar, she began to clean it, eyeing Steve, I didnt expect him to send you, though. Does that mean hes pulling out the big guns? She smirked, leaning across the bar on her elbows, propping herself up. Captain America was admittedly every girls dream. Guy like him? Didnt exactly just walk into your life. Stark had never been her type, and she felt she knew him well enough to say that by now. But Steve he seemed like a good person. It wasnt all that common.
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Steve withdrew his hand when he saw the young lady wasn't going to accept it, and even as she spoke and went about her duties she never gave a name. Not that it mattered, he knew he'd find out one way or another."Happy to help out with a guy like that."Steve said, and watched a moment as she cleaned a couple glasses. The smirk she gave him was met with a soft smile."I suppose if you consider me one of the big guns, then yes. I suppose he could have sent Natasha, or even Bruce, but I don't think those choices would be so... discreet."he admitted and his head canted softly to the side.
"You have a break coming up? Think I can steal you for a minute, or do I need to wait until the end of your shift?"he asked, and then, as if it needed saying aloud he added,"I'm very patient."
Turning toward the jukebox Steve produced a couple quarters and made some choices, and soon Gath Brooks' "Friends In Low Places" was coming out of the speakers, and Steve turned back to the young woman with a shit-eating grin on his face."I'll have a beer. Whatever you have on tap."he said. Most might not have thought Captain America would drink, and Steve never did to excess, but there was nothing more American than a good brew.
Taking a seat on one of the barstools, Steve grabbed a handful of the peanuts they kept out and casually began to shell and eat some, eyes watching the young lady carefully. The more he observed her the more he warmed to her. save for the tattoos and colored hair she was a classical beauty. Fine features, delicate and feminine lines. She was actually quite the looker. Steve was never known as a ladie's man in any regard, but even captain America could recognize beauty when he saw it. In all his years he had learned to be wary as well. There was a reason some of the world's best spies were female.
Taking a drink of the beer, the cold and slightly bitter liquid went down pretty smooth and he could only hope that she could break free. Nodding back at the pool tables he asked,"You play?"An idea was brewing in his head and he looked at the woman curiously.
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It felt strange, having Steve refer to other members of the Avengers team. She imagined it was like being in some alternate universe where she actually mattered. Not that she didn't matter here, but it was limited. She did her own thing. Worked the bar. Made enough to get by and enjoy her life. She wasn't stifled by much, but maybe that was her problem. After her mother married a senator, she had found many different ways to vanish.
"Guessing Tony didn't give you my name, either. It's Olivia. Olivia Hutton." He had been polite about the whole thing, but she had a feeling Stark wasn't exactly going to be kind to Steve about this, either. If he was sending him, it meant he was going to have fun with it.
Smiling at Steve, she nodded, "Steal me? I think you'd have to return me at some point. Good bartenders are hard to find." She smirked at him. He was endearing, and she could tell why Tony might send him along. Much as she hated to admit it, he was almost immediately growing on her. Handsome in a classic way, kind... he wasn't the type of man she dated because he wasn't the type of man that existed.
"Nice song choice." She smirked at him, placing the glass back down, looking almost surprised as he ordered a beer, "Mr. Patriotic does drink... well, we've got a few on tap, but I'll give you my favorite. It's got some bite." She winked at him, turning around to fill up the pint glass. Truthfully, she was glad she had, a flush crossing her own features. When was the last time a man had made her blush? That anyone had made her blush, for that matter.
Turning back, she placed a darker beer on the counter, "It's Mac 'n Jack's. Stout. On the house." It was hard not to try and flirt with the man. It felt in her nature to do so, but something about him made her nervous. She was certain some of it had to do with the fact that he had taken on an army of both aliens, and robots. More than that, he had jumped out of a building, hadn't he? The rumors were insane. Captain America.
When he asked if she played, she shrugged, "Yeah. Been known to kick some ass and break some hearts in the process." Turning, she spotted the other bartender, nodding, "Miles, you mind if I take off early?" She had an hour left in her shift, though she doubted the man would mind tending the bar alone. Tips were great that way.
He shrugged her off, hardly looking up, the woman hardly hesitating as she hopped up with a startling amount of ease over the bar. Sliding across the smooth wood, she plopped herself down on the other side, grey Chuck Taylors hitting the floor, "You ready to lose?" She grinned at him, standing now by his side as she began to walk backwards towards the billiards. Olivia was a good deal shorter, standing only 5'7, but she hardly batted an eyelash at him.
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There. Things turned around a little bit and Steve smiled."It's nice to meet you Olivia. Hope you don't mind if I call you Liv. Easier for this old brain to remember one-syllable words."he joked lightly, referencing his time spent frozen and out of contact with the world. Lifting the glass mug he took a long pull on the drink."Hey that's pretty good."he said, and gave a little approving nod. A few more peanuts and he regarded her behind the bar and as she asked Miles the co-worker if she could take off early. The fellow seemed rather gormless and Steve smirked.
As Liv came over the bar she showed Steve even more the type of person she was. Intuitive, straight-forward, independent. She could have walked a few feet and come around the bar, and yet she'd come over it. Eager might have been another word for her. Steve stood as well, bringing his beer with him, Liv's head coming up to his shoulder. She walked backward, confident in her steps. A risk-taker even if she knew the interior of the bar like the back of her hand. In that instant, without even know what it was she could do, Steve knew she would be a good addition to the team. Her instincts were good.
"A heart breaker? Now now Miss Hutton, you have to promise to take it easy on me."Cap said and took another drink before he set the glass down on one of the provided tables for players. Grabbing one of the sticks he looked down the length, eyeing the straightness, and then began to chalk it up."Since you're such a heartbreaker, maybe you should rack the balls? Or do you want to break those too?"he said, lightly teasing her. It had been a long time throwing banter with a woman like this, and despite other connotations, what he was saying was strictly pool-talk. How she decided to interpret was entirely up to her.
The light blue chalk was set aside and Steve leaned on the table a bit and looked at her."Care to put a little wager on this game? If I win, you tell me what you can do. If you win..."he shrugged, leaving it up to her.
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Her face flushed scarlet when he made his own comment about pool, Olivia shaking her head, Ill rack em, you break. Her own form moved to grab the pool cue, almost immediately concerned for the likelihood of losing. In all reality, while Olivia was great at the occasional slip over the bar, she was more of a powerhouse. Olivia, while she didnt appear large, was more than capable of slamming someone down into the bar and punching someone in the face. Sure, Cap had more on her in that department, but not when she was using her abilities.
Getting the pool table in order, she understood that this wasnt going to end in her favor. Unless Steve Rogers turned out to be a terrible pool player, she was going to lose. Despite working at a bar, Olivia wasnt all that proficient in the art form of pool. Style and eloquence wasnt her thing, and she imagined Steve was far better at organizing and planning. Wasnt that his style?
The wager struck her as interesting when he brought it up. After racking the balls, she looked over at him. It seemed fair. Biting at her bottom lip, she looked down before matching his blue eyes again, Fine. Ill tell you. Hell, Ill show you. She was boasting confidence with the hope that maybe she could at least fool him, though she doubted that would last long once he broke first. But her own abilities would be easier to show than tell. Sure, there was the soft blue glow that signified she was exhibiting her abilities, but what were they really?
And if I win? She leaned against the table, eyeing Steve carefully, wondering what she could wager in this situation. It was better to keep things pressure-free. Sure, her own meant that she was probably going to talk about joining the Avengers if she lost, but she could make sure Steve didnt feel pressure from her, If I win, gotta give me a ride around the city on that bike of yours. She grinned. Shed seen enough footage of him driving it like a devil down the road and had a feeling he knew what he was doing. Plus, who didnt like a ride on a motorcycle?
Ah, Liv is fine, by the way. Kinda like it, actually. It was hard to hide the blush this time, instead pushing her hair back as she looked down. It had been years since anyone had even given her a nickname. And from Captain America no less? Shit was she really fawning over this man? The idea that she might be fawning was an obscure one. Olivia prided herself on being as independent as she was. No ties, be your own person. But when the Battle had hit New York, she had fought back. Her quick thinking had arguably saved the lives of dozens. Her hope was that she would be forgotten.
But now? Sitting and getting ready to play pool with a man who struck her as too handsome for his own good? Maybe things werent so bad.
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The way her skin flushed crimson was rather adorable Steve thought, and he nodded when she said he could break. Not one given to idle flirtation, this was a new game for Cap, but he did it with aplomb, knowing that this negotiation could land them a new team member. Stark, for all his bluster and ego, still had an eye for talent, and Steve trusted him in that regard. Watching Liv place the balls in the rack, Steve tried to guess what her powers or abilities might be. It was an impossible task, because they could literally be anything, but it was a fun exercise nonetheless.
Then she leaned on the table as she accepted his bet and gave her counter-wager. Steve quirked a brow and then nodded."It's a bet."he answered her, and felt no need to shake her hand. His word was good, and hers should be too. A smile gently upturned the corners of his mouth as she acquiesced to being called Liv, and the blush this time was quite fetching.
"Call me Steve. Or Captain if you like."he said, flirting a little more as he bent and got a feel for the cue, lining up his shot. A dullish crack at the impact on the cueball, and then a sharper sound as it collided, sending balls scattering over the table. The five-ball sank and that meant that Cap had the odds. Lining up his next shot he made smalltalk.
"Heard tell that you helped out during the Battle. I wanted to thank you for that. You saved a lot of lives that day."he said, and finessed his next shot, sinking the one-ball. His next shot missed though and it was Liv's turn.
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Olivia was typically good with smalltalk and idle negotiations. Being a bartender meant you knew how to interact. Usually she was a better listener than talker, but Steve seemed to be turning her into a nervous teenager all over again.
"Mmm... Of course, Captain." She added a little umpf when she called him Captain. It felt... charged. She liked it. She imagined Cap was more what she would call him. It felt a nice compliment to his calling her Liv. It felt nice to be calling him anything at all, really. Already he was proving himself to be the man living up to the legend. And why not flirt with the man himself?
She watched as he leaned over and broke, immediately sinking one of the balls. Another followed suit and she felt her stomach churn. Apparently he was better than she suspected. It didn't bode well for her, that he was already doing this well. Evens were her lucky numbers, but it didn't make it any better.
When he spoke, she tensed. Visibly so. Fighting in the Battle wasn't something she advertised. She'd actually gotten quite hurt, broke a few ribs, but she didn't ever advertise being a hero, "Anyone would have done the same thing. Just trying to help." She forced a smile.
Taking a breath, Olivia lined up her next shot. It was a lucky lineup with the 2 near the side pocket. Bending over the table, forced to stretch out somewhat, she focused enough to sink it. She grinned internally. Maybe she wouldn't blow it.
The next shot proved her wrong, however, scratching. She scowled, "Shit..." looking up at Cap, she frowned slightly, "Oh, sorry... I've got a propensity to swearing." She smiled, rubbing her head a bit, "Your move, Captain." She smirked widely at him.
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There was no mistaking the little flair she put into the name when she called him Captain. It was kind of nice and his bright blue eyes looked her over as she spoke and as she took her shot. The first she sunk easily."Nice shot, Liv."he told her, and then he shook his head as she explained about the battle.
"I don't know if I would agree, that anyone would have helped like that. I understand you got a bit banged up."he told her, and watched her reaction. He'd seen her tense as he mentioned the fight, so obviously it was a sore subject."It was at least enough to garner the attention of Stark... and that's no easy feat."
The white cueball slipped off the table in the scratch and her swear brought another little smile. Cap himself didn't swear much, but most people seemed to forget that he was a military man, and nobody really cursed more or were more foul-mouthed, than men in the military. Steve had seen a heard a lot of things that few living people had seen or experienced. Things had changed of course, before he'd been found, yet people themselves didn't change much, merely the world around them and the technology they used.
"I don't mind. 've heard worse."he replied to her apology and he took the cue and set it in an advantageous position."You might have just made a grave tactical error."he informed her, eyes on the table, planning several moves ahead, geometry something he was very familiar with. His next shots proved it, and he sunk another three in a row before he missed his fourth shot."Damn. I left you an opening."he told Liv and walked to the small side table and grabbed his beer, taking a drink.
"Do you work here and attend school?"he asked, trying to determine her age. She looked young. Really young. That was never an indicator of maturity however, and Steve was just fishing for information now and trying to set her mind at ease and get her to open up to him.
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He was kind. He was sweet. It seemed surreal, as he complimented her shot. Part of her wanted to tell him an idiot could have made it, but she was trying not to be so abrasive. He was being nice.
She shrugged, leaning on the cue slightly as she eyed the table after the scratch, "I guess I just like to think it's something anyone would do. Humanity, you know? I could have looted, sure but... I don't know. Just doesn't feel right to stop and stare when you know there's something you can do."
Liv was well aware she had essentially given the sales pitch all on her own. But being on a team was different. Others depending on her. Accountability. Being held in some kind of regard. She hated the idea of it. She got why people wore masks and stayed quiet.
A grin danced over her lips, "I think it's more than my helping that attracted Stark's attention." She motioned to herself.
When he noted about being hurt, her eyes fell to the floor, "Others got it worse." It was all she said. Truthfully, she has watched people die. Her own friend had been killed, something not known to Tony. She felt selfish talking about her own pains.
"I make a lot of tactical errors, Cap. This isn't my first." She smirked at him. Mostly she thought one or two moves ahead. A tank, not a statistician.
"Ah. See now you're just being nice with the opening." She grinned once more, moving past him to situate herself on the table. It was an awkward opening, but he wasn't wrong. Taking in a breath she propped herself up a bit to get a better angle, leaning across the table as she angled with the four ball. Squinting, she hit the cueball and watched the four sink.
"Bingo." Moving to the other side nearer to Cap, she shook her head, "Graduated a few years ago. Full ride scholarship. Let me sort of do whatever I wanted when I left. So here I am." She lined up the shot with the six, wincing as she hit it only to have it ricochet off the side. Admittedly she was close to the pocket, though still missed. It was becoming clear she was not going to be the victor unless he managed to incorrectly sink the eight.
"You're up, Cap." She walked near where he was and brushed her hand warmly against his arm. It was more to signify her comfort than anything else. She was typically a friendly person, touchy feely with those she felt warm enough to show it to.
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Steve shook his head once more at her explanation."You're probably right, that more people would help, but not everyone is able to. That's why we have the team, to help the people that can't fight back, that can't help themselves."he explained, though he knew she'd heard it all before. It didn't matter though, and she needed to hear it again.
"Stark has an eye for certain things, that's for sure. I trust him though and truthfully, he's hardly ever wrong. I don't think he's wrong about you."he told her, letting her interpret as she saw fit. He knew what she meant by her statement, but he wasn't going to play the game the way Stark did.
Steve also didn't comment about how others had it worse. He'd seen more death than he cared to remember, and though they might have saved the city, thousands had paid with their lives. There was no way to save everyone, but you did what you could.
Liv took her shots and Steve felt a frisson of excitement as her hand drew along his arm for the briefest of moments, the tiny hairs standing on end. If she was paying attention the tiny soupcon of a smile betrayed how much he liked the touch, though he didn't say anything. Perhaps his eyes might have told her as well, but Steve found himself oddly attracted to the young woman.
"My turn."he said, and moved to take his shot, lining everything up just right, and soon he was aiming to sink the eightball, to win the game."You ready to show me what you got?"he asked Liv, eyes on her, not even looking at the table as he took the shot and sank the ball to win the game. Standing up straight Steve took the couple steps towards Liv and"Seems you have something I want to see."he told her, obvious tease in his tone."Your place or mine."he finished, obviously still teasing, though getting the hang of it. Putting the stick back in the wallrack, Steve turned to Liv. There was excitement in his features, obviously the man looking forward to seeing what this young woman could do.
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Yeah, yeah. Not everyone weilds a magic hammer or was injected with super serum, I suppose. She grinned at him. He had a fair point. Not everyone was imbued with magic, or serums, or was a god or goddess in their own right. Most people lived in New York City hoping that they just didnt get mugged. There were rumors of smaller heroes, fighting in the burbs of NYC, but shed let Frank Castle and Daredevil mind their own business.
Liv was forced to look away nervously when he made the comment about Starks eye. Of course, she might assume that he was referring to Olivia being a good member for the team. But was he flirting? Had Steve really just hit on her? She really wanted to hope so, Guess I just prefer hearing it from someone else. She smiled. Steve had more than warmed on her; he had burrowed in deep already. He was giving her that strange feeling in her stomach she so avoided from most people. Falling for anyone got her into trouble.
It was hard not to notice Steves reaction to her touch, though her notice was almost unfair. She thanked her abilities for that one. She could feel the energy coming from him like electricity. It was startling. It was good.
And Captain America wins tell you what, handsome She swaggered up to him, putting her own cue stick up as she placed her hand on his waist, leaning up and in, Lets try mine, if you think you can handle it. She winked as she pulled away, a devilish smirk on her face. If she was really going to do this, she needed all the courage she could muster. Olivia had shown very few folks her true abilities, and while he would get a limited show, it would still be something.
Taking his hand, gently, she guided him through the busy bar and through the back hallway. Moving down a few doors silently, she let go of his hand and produced a key, opening up a heavy red door at the end of the hall, I promise, I wont bite. She grinned again as she opened it, letting him step out into the evening air.
It was dark, a back alley sort of setup, though more isolated. Olivia had joked it looked like the kind of place someone got murdered. And while it was dark, it wouldnt be for long. Shutting the door behind Steve, she took a breath, wordless as she held out her hand. Her arm was outstretch, palm splayed as she closed her eyes. Almost immediately her hand began to glow a brilliant light blue. An azure sort of brilliance radiated from her palms, the glow becoming larger and lighting up the world around them. The energy seemed to come from her palms, light beginning to swirl as she opened her eyes.
She had done this a million times, but every time she felt the warmth in her chest as though it was the first. Releasing the energy from her body was calming. Soothing. It always felt cathartic. She was grateful for the quiet night, the isolation from the rest of the world as the energy continued to swirl. It began to build, covering her hand and arm now, the glow brilliant and blue. It was warm. It was perfect.
Focusing now, she narrowed her eyes, Now Ill show you what I can do. It was confidence she boasted as her hand jutted forward as though she had thrown something, a burst of blue energy shooting forward, slamming itself into the already dilapidated dumpster out back. The metal slammed back hard into the brick wall of the building, rocking but not falling over.
Forming the blue glow once more, though keeping it gentle around both hands, she turned to face Steve fully, I cant let out the blasts like I did at the Battle but you get the idea. I use energy. I absorb the energy around me and I let it out. Shields and blasts, mostly. But I can read energy, too. Can tell if someones nervous or excited. Sort of an empathetic thing. She grinned, feeling more relaxed now that she had shown her own abilities. The first time in along time and to a man she was already rather smitten for.
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Steve was a little surprised by the electricity between them as well, and there was particular notice taken when she called him handsome. He had heard such compliments before, but he'd always brushed them off. From Liv it somehow seemed different, but he knew that was how Natasha drew people in as well, and it paid to be wary. Liv didn't give off the same vibe as Natasha though, and that helped Steve relax a little. Liv was no spy, just a regular person who happened to be able to do... something.
At the large door at the end of the hall her comment made him chuckle."I do you know I don't like biting?"he asked. It was a simple enough question and retort to her. Everyone assumed he was so straight-laced, and yet most might be surprised. He had, after all, set the Hulk loose in New York. One didn't do that without some balls.
Once out in the alley he watched with interest as she allowed the energy to build, and then released it. As she explained her power he did have a couple of questions."Is it all sorts of energy, or mainly one type? Have you noticed any difference in what you can do during the day for example?"he asked. She was like Stark in his suit, except she didn't need a suit at all. A walking energy projector. Nifty.
"I'd love to see more of you."he said and then added,"More of what you can do."Just in case she might take the first part of his sentence the wrong way."So what do you say we get out of here and I take you on that bike ride anyway."he said, and knew they'd talk more about what she could do, but he didn't want to pressure her at all."My bike is right around front. Do you need to grab anything from inside?"he asked, making the decision for her. It was what he did after all.
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Liv wasnt totally sure what she had expected from Steve. She supposed, probably what everyone else had done. Stark had treated her like just another person to add to the army, and others had treated her with fear and apprehension. But Steve? He was curious. He wanted to know about her abilities without looking at her like a rat in a science lab. She was a person.
Its influenced, really. I mean, I dont have a lot to go off of, but I found when I was near Starks suit, it felt different. Im guessing it varies depending on what sort of energy source Im getting it from. She shrugged a little, holding up a hand to watch the blue swirls dance and twirl around her fingers and arm, wisping about.
No difference between day and night. I have trouble sleeping, though. I cant really control what I absorb or how much, so I wind up needing to burn off the energy somehow. Bartending has been great for that. Earn money and work. She smiled a bit. It was true, she had more than her share of sleepless nights. Alcohol had helped somewhat, but mostly she had to exhaust herself. There were, of course, activities that helped with that, though she hesitated to share that with Steve quite yet.
More of me? She grinned, biting her lip again. When he clarified, she laughed a little, keeping the glow going on her hands simply for the sake of keeping the world around them alive, Really? Youd take me out on the bike? She looked over his shoulder, towards the door that would lead them back inside and towards his bike. The door that he didnt seem afraid of exiting or entering with her. It was nice.
Id be honored to be taken out on a bike ride with you, Cap. She smiled, And Ive got everything I need right here. She patted her front pocket, referring to the phone, her own wallet in her back pocket. She was a woman of little needs, low-maintenance if there ever was one. But she was stupidly excited to get to ride with Steve around New York City. The idea of enjoying the night, dancing along with Steve Rogers as her personal driver through the city felt exciting. It was a rush. She knew her own energy spiked when she was excited, almost disappointed that she couldnt let it out while he drove.
Making her way back through the heavy door, Steve by her side, she smiled warmly, Am I the first girl youre taking for a ride on that bike of yours, Captain? She let him decide this time if she was referring to the bike, or something else. Two could play at this game.
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The way she explained her energy absorption made sense and Steve wondered what sort of influx she might feel around Bruce. That could be a scary combination."I can see why you keep yourself so busy."he told her as she spoke on the subject of insomnia. A knowing grin and the crossing of arms punctuated the look he gave her of 'are you kidding me?' when she seemed incredulous that he'd take her out on the bike.
"I'd love to take you for a ride."he told her, and seemed pleased that she had everything she needed. When she asked if she was the only one he just smirked."I gentleman never revs and tells."he quipped, and soon they were walking back through the bar. as they crossed the floor Steve's hand came to rest on her lower back, gently guiding her through the maze of chairs and tables despite the fact she worked there and knew the terrain. It was just a warm gesture and soon they'd exited out the front and Steve pointed to his bike."That one."he said, and it was then that Liv would see that the bike was a single-seater.
"Guess you'll have to sit in front of me."Steve said, knowing she couldn't sit on the back fender. She'd be pressed right back into him, but it wasn't like he would mind. He'd suggested the ride after all. Throwing his leg over the bike Steve steadied it and patted the tail end of the tank."Have a seat."he told her and started the bike, the rumbling v-twin coming to life. Waiting until she got one, her firm backside pressed to his groin, Steve would take off, a bit slow at first."I have the perfect place to take you."he said in her ear.
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It was true that Liv didnt exactly know the limits of her powers. She had a sneaking suspicion that while Tony did want her on the team, he also wanted to know the limits. What happened when she hung around a nuclear reactor? Would it matter if she stayed near Thor while charged up that hammer? There were variables she had never tested, and Stark more than likely wanted to know.
There was a slight laughter from Liv when he made mention about not revving and telling. She instead shook her head, walking with him. Feeling his hand on her lower back felt nice. It felt warm and inviting in a way she didnt really expect. A shiver ran down her spine that he might have felt were he paying attention, though she tried to act as though nothing had happened. Despite his own personality of being quite docile, or at least non-threatening, she did find him a bit intimidating. Perhaps because she was walking with a legend. A hero.
I think Ill manage, Cap. Just dont try any funny business. She smirked, waiting until he got on to slowly mount herself on the ride. It was a bit chilly out, though nothing she couldnt handle. Her hands went onto the handlebars by his own, not messing with the clutch or the accelerator, getting to where she wouldnt be in the way. Her body was pressed hard against him, somewhat out of nervousness, but also because she liked the feeling as she got on. He was safe, secure and it was exciting.
Biting her bottom lip as he spoke, she grinned, speaking up in order to be heard, Should I be nervous? She turned her head slightly in order for him to hear, though there was only a grin readable on her face, eyes alight with excitement. It was taking all her self-control not to let bits of her energy go, swirls that would light up the night. She was excited. She was thrilled. Being on a motorcycle with a man she had only ever dreamed about meeting. And here he was, pressed against her. It was hard not to admit that she was more than a little turned on.
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The man had willpower, there was no doubt about that, but sometimes, even riding by himself, the vibrations of the bike caused a bit of.... arousal. Now, with a pretty girl seated before him, and the smell of her so close, the feel of her - Steve was not ashamed at all, but worried that she might be offended. Her smile was making her more attractive and there was no denying the electricity between them. She was like a forbidden fruit; much younger than him, born of a whole different generation, and her look wasn't anything like any of the women he'd grown up with. That in itself made her different. Exotic.
"You shouldn't be nervous."he assured her, and he remained silent as she mentioned funny business. How was he supposed to reply to that? That Captain America wasn't also a man, and had desires? That was ludicrous. She might soon find out that she was growing on him.
The ride was nice, and Cap pressed close to Liv, sharing body heat a little, and soon they pulled up outside his secret weapon. An ice cream shop. Nobody could say no to ice cream, right? Shutting the bike off he dismounted first and his bulge would be noticeable, though he didn't flaunt it. Offering her a hand off the bike his strength was apparent, and he gestured to the door."I thought you might like a cone or a sundae."he said, realizing that neither of them had had dinner, but he wanted to get right to dessert. Opening the door for Liv, the little bell above the door announcing their presence, Steve walked in with her, once more his hand on the small of her back. A gaggle of young females, likely college age, sat in one booth, and their chatter stopped as Steve and Liv entered, and they whispered between themselves.
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It was hard not to notice the bulge against her own rear. It was actually quite nice, not that shed say it out loud. Knowing he was at least somewhat aroused by her was quite a turn-on. And if the bulge spoke anything of his true nature, she had a feeling he was blessed with more than just a strong body. Steve was admittedly more than attractive. He was gorgeous in a way that was almost unfair. Liv, not usually dissuaded by men for being more attractive, felt almost intimidated. She was actually self-conscious.
The ride was indeed pleasant and Liv had closed her eyes more than once, savoring the feel of his heat on her body. He was slightly warmer, but then again, so was she. It felt intoxicating, being this close to him. Feeling him. Touching him. She loved the ride if for no other reason than to be speeding along with Captain America.
When he finally did pull up to the shop, she smiled widely. She had a sweet tooth the size of Texas and adored ice cream. Smiling, she nodded, I cant say no to a sundae with Cap, can I? She smiled, following inside with him.
His hand on her lower back again felt nice, that little spark of electricity flowing through her again. She almost didnt notice the girls staring, immediately taking out their phones. By the time she did, she was at the counter, the server at least seeming to be able to hold herself together, Hey can I get She bit her bottom lip as she looked up, trying to decide, Chocolate peanut butter with rainbow sprinkles? Cone. She smiled. Her favorite. Always a woman of color and flair, she figured Steve wouldnt be surprised at all.
That was when she felt it. The eyes were even more on them, hearing the girls as they ran up,Uhm, Captain America? Oh my god, I love you! Can I get my picture with you? The woman was attractive. No older than nineteen with blue eyes, a thin figure, and long, gorgeous blonde hair. Liv didnt exist to her, or her friends at this moment. Just Steve Rogers. And it was becoming clear Liv was not excited about this, forced to stand aside as the rest of the girls came over.
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If Cap had planned it then it couldn't have been better, the warmth of her and her easy acceptance of his obvious arousal without judgment. He smiled and shook his head,"No, you can't say no to ice cream with Cap. That's an order."he teased, and once inside he started looking over the flavors and heard Liv's order and was about to place his own when the young girls came over. There was a trio of them, the girl with the long blonde hair obviously the leader, and he smiled, friendly enough, and said,"Sure. A picture would be fine."he said, and gave Liv an apologetic look. Steve had to deal with things like this now and then, it was simply the nature of things, and he did pose for a couple of pictures, a couple of them with the girls practically hanging off of him. One with a girl sitting on each bicep as he held them up, a show of strength.
The girls were enamored and giggled as the pictures were taken, one even pressing a kiss to his cheek, and looks cast between them at the bulge that had not quite gone away, and probably wouldn't with young women pressed to him in various ways. One bit her lower lip and eyed Liv as her bright blue orbs then raked over Steve and settled on his crotch. "Is that your girlfriend?" she asked.
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It felt clich to say that Liv had problems with trust. Her own mother had told her not to accept herself for who she was, and she had stayed away from relationships out of fear. Dealing with people was not her forte. She did well to listen, and to remain judgment free, but that was when she was getting paid to do so. Otherwise she was fairly lonely. Add a cheating ex onto that? The girls fawning made her blood boil.
Some of her was concerned about the energy pulsing forward, though most of her was just angry. Sure, she understood that Steve Rogers was sort of obligated to play the All-American hero to the world. But all she wanted was ice cream. Another reason she hadnt signed on to be an Avenger.
When the girl asked who Olivia was, she flashed a smile as she withdrew her wallet, tossing a five onto the counter, easily paying and tipping for her ice cream, Just gave me a ride over. Hes all yours, girls. Her venom was clear to Steve, she guessed, though the girls clearly couldnt care less. They only began to giggle again and hang off of Steve, selfies galore as they helped him show off his strength.
Her walk out the door was done with speed, though not with obvious rage. She shook her head, mumbling to herself, Theyre all the same. This is why you didnt sign up, remember? She was walking down the street at a brisk pace, eating the ice cream despite her frustrations. She didnt like the idea of fame. Of being a face people knew. She didnt like that the one person she had found herself taking a liking to was just as happy showing off with a bunch of girls six or seven years younger, Always go for the newer models. She muttered again.
She felt stupid for thinking that Rogers was different. He was Captain America, sure, but he was still a man. Still a man who wanted to play around with pretty girls and pretty things. As her grey chucks breezed down the cement sidewalk, weaving through people and eating the ice cream, she was calming her rage. Anger bubbled, but she had control. Just let off her aggression the best way she knew how. Exercise until she passed out, maybe. Just let it all go. No, Steve wasnt worth her time, apparently. And she wasnt worth his, as it turned out.
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Shit. Steve was losing Liv as he saw her pay, her body language telling him even more than her words as she departed, simply leaving him there."I'm sorry girls, but I really need to go."he said, and gently extricated himself from the fawning females, one even daring to drag fingers across the front of his pants as he left, pushing open the door and looking down the walk, spotting Liv because of her hair. She was moving fast, but he could move faster, and Steve took off after the woman, leaving his bike behind.
It didn't really take long to catch up to her and this was the part where being forceful, but not too rough, was a fine line to walk."Liv. Please."he said just as he approached, more to announce his presence than anything. What was he supposed to do? Apologize? That seemed the best course."I'm sorry Liv."he said, and caught her gently by the elbow, using just enough force that he should be able to slow her down."Talk to me."he told her.
"What did you want me to do? Ignore them?"he asked ."They're just kids. They don't know any better. You're a woman, and there's no way they could ever compare to you."he told her honestly.
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She heard him before she saw him, a flattened affect of her own across he features as if to show she didnt care, even if she did. Her eyes remained on her ice cream, ignoring some of the looks she was getting. At this point, it was the leering that she was getting. It didnt bother her. She was used to it. Standing out did that to a person.
When he grabbed her elbow, even gently, she yanked with enough force to free it, You of all people should know that its a free country, and I can do whatever I want. I dont owe you anything, Steve. She turned, deciding on Steve versus even calling him Cap. She was angry.
You know better. Youre an adult. Im not here to stand idly by while you entertain childrens fantasies about being with Captain America. She shook her head, turning to face him, her movements forward having halted at this point. A hand lifted and she poked his stupidly hard chest, This is why I told Tony no. I dont want this kind of life. I dont have time to stand around while you, or anyone else, entertains cameras.
Olivia found herself angry still. She wanted to be sad, to be crying, but it wouldnt come. It was frustration about the situation, I cant believe I actually expected youd be different. She laughed somewhat bitterly, tossing down the ice cream into a nearby trash can, Its all just a show to you guys, isnt it? Avengers? Earths mightiest heroes? Just a title so you can parade around and act like the world owes you a favor. Well I dont owe you shit, Steve.
With one final poke to his chest, she turned again, huffing somewhat. She wasnt totally sure where shed go right now. Her own apartment was twenty blocks from here, at best. All she wanted was to be away from this. From Steve. From Captain America.
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There was no surprise as she jerked away, and Steve let her say what she had to. He wasn't going to rise to it though. Much. When you said things in anger you often said things you didn't truly mean, or were misinformed about. His eyes settled on hers as she threw away her ice cream and when he spoke his voice was calm and measured."If that's what you really think then you need to grow up more than those young girls in there. I expected better of you Olivia."he intoned.
"Being recognized comes as part of the job. I'm sure you think the same of your local police and firemen, not to mention your military veterans that come home mangled and with lost limbs - yet the news covers them. People recognize them. They're all just camera hogs though, right?"he shot back.
"You're right. You don't owe me shit. But getting so bent out of shape because a few teenage girls are excited to see me in public speaks volumes about your own maturity level. I am sure it would have looked much better for me to blow them off to spare your fragile ego. Tony's may be large but yours is paper thin. I came here with you, and I wanted to spend time with you. If you really can't see that, then I don't know what to tell you because you're blind to the fact that I rather admire you. Not them. Not those girls that just want a picture so they can brag to their friends. They don't care about me, or what I do. I'm a news blurb. A headline. A sideshow. Yet I still put my life on the line to protect them, and to protect you too. I don't do it for glory. I don't do it for recognition. I do it because it's the right thing to do."
Pausing a moment he finished,"Just the way you helped out in the Battle - because it was the right thing to do. You think if you saw those people again, that you saved, don't you think they'd want a picture with you? Give you a little bit of recognition and praise? Oh, but wait... that would make you simply out to parade in front of their cameras too. It's all so black and white."
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I need to grow up? CaptainfuckingAmerica thinks I need to grow up? Let me tell you what I did growing up, hm? I stayed with my single mother as long as I could. Dad tossed us out. Not that it matters. No, I dont like cameras because shes married to a New York Senator, one staunchly against heroes of any kind. Id be lucky to see her as it is! You dont know shit about my life, Steve! Her voice rose, not caring that a few had stopped or slowed to watch the argument. No, she was heated. Her fists were clenched and she was angry.
Military veterans dont bench press girls in ice cream shops, you fucking idiot! If they did no one would give them the time of day! They do good work. Solid work. You wanna talk about my maturity level? You followed Tony Stark like the lapdog you are, desperate to do what you personally think is the greater good. Not everyone sees the world the way you do, Steve! Some of us have to do the best we can with what weve got! Her voice had now become a yell, almost in his face, as best she could be given the circumstances.
I dont want pictures! I dont want that life, Steve! I dont want any of it! Go tell Tony you failed this one too. Have a great fucking life with that stick shoved so far up your rectum youre coughing up splinters. She spat out the words and turned, sharply. Tears were now stinging her eyes, not out of sadness but purely out of anger. If she didnt let off steam soon, she imagined the energy building inside of her would need a release.
Walking towards the street, she began to look for a taxi. It would be a stupid amount of money to drive home from here, but well worth it. She could get home, maybe find someone at the bar to sleep with, stay up all night fighting in the gym. She had to burn this off. She had to get this out of her. Howdarehe fucking act like he knew her! Her body was shaking with anger as she waved her hand, trying to flag down a taxi.
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Steve felt like shit, watching as the livid young lady hailed a cab, specifically to get away from him. It was hard to understand this new generation sometimes, and perhaps his apology had not been heard or been found insincere."Liv..."he said, and moved to her again."Liv, I am sorry."he said, and grabbed her to face him, his eyes searching hers."I'm truly sorry, I didn't mean to hurt you."he said, and he felt something - something that harkened back to the feelings that had been between them all evening, that electricity.
"Forgive me. Please."he told her, and then he did something that he'd never have thought he would have done. Pulling her into him, his strength inevitable, Steve kissed her. The kiss was soft and yet insistent, fiery and driven by passion yet measured in its intensity. The Captainn felt himself drawn to her, pulled inexorably like a riptide into Liv's very being. A gentle moan rode the back of the kiss and Steve could only hope that she believed him.
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Liv had never wanted to leave. It was all so overwhelming. Exposing herself, showing how vulnerable she was, and everything that came after was always a harrowing experience. Not bad, per se, but just hard.
She shook her head, dropping her hand from hailing a cab and turning back to Steve. She hadn't expected this. Any of this. Her life has been predictable. She dreaded to imagine what might happen when her step father found out who she was running with.
"Steve, I-" She was cut off, but for the best reason imaginable. His lips pressed hard into her own, almost immediately Liv feeling herself falling into his arms. All her emotions, swirling and chaotic, were at once quelled and calmed. She was subdued, her arms wrapped lazily around his neck, holding to him and using him to steady herself.
She pulled from the kiss only briefly, her eyes wide as she breathed out his name, "Steve..." it was all she could manage, pressing her lips back against his, though with more fury and need this time. She was desperate. She felt such a pull, in indescribable pull to this man she'd only just met. And yet she didn't want to let go it didn't scare her. All she wanted was more of him.
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In truth he'd expected to be pushed away. To be slapped or worse. That Liv practically melted into his embrace surprised him, but also stoked something deep inside of him. Steve was a man of deep passions, and even deeper desires. The man was legendary of course, yet there was another side to him that most never saw and he wanted to share it with Liv. As she broke away from the kiss and said his name, breathless, Steve met her returned kiss with equal passion and fervor, pulling her into a tight embrace, her breasts crushed to his hard chest.
The next time the kiss broke it was by him, his lips slightly colored from friction and his bright blue eyes searched hers a moment."I want you Liv."he said. It was a simple statement and yet it meant so much. It had been decades since he'd said those words with such wanton desire to a woman, and he felt them as well."I'm taking you to bed. The question is; my place or yours?"There was no doubt in his statement, no question. He'd put forth his mission statement and all he needed was a destination."We should get back to my bike."he said simply, wanting to get somewhere, and quickly, before some rather questionable pictures of Captain America and this gorgeous woman were taken out on a NYC street.
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Liv hadnt expected the kiss, but she was more than drawn into it. Passion, need, desire everything she had ignored was suddenly being felt and all at once. And for this man. This man who was to be seen as the epitome of all men. This glorious creature holding her warmly and hard. This creature who she suddenly wanted to be very, very alone with.
Oh god She whispered the words when he said that he wanted her. There was no denying she wanted him just as much. Just as hard. It hadnt been decades for her, but she felt like a different person with Steve, that was sure. His words, statements that felt demanding but necessary, made her shudder, We can go to mine. Neighbors wont care, and we can see how solid my bedframe really is She bit her bottom lip, grinning hard, still tasting him on her tongue. And she did want to see if that cast iron frame really was as sturdy as was advertised.
She almost ran with him to the bike, her chest still heaving from the kiss. She let him mount it, carefully as she did as well, though sure to tease him once she was on it. She pressed herself back hard against him, her rear against his groin, this time knowing she was going to feel his arousal, and certainly hoping for it. Some kind of hint as to what she was getting herself into. Leaning back against him, she spoke, Twenty blocks straight ahead, just about. 1041 apartment 4B. She had a feeling hed be speeding, and she had a stronger feeling theyd be wasting little time looking for parking or strolling casually up to the building. No, she wanted him just as badly as he did her.
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The argument between them had evaporated like smoke, and Steve wanted badly to make it up to her. He'd seen how he'd hurt her, however unintentional, and the fact he could assuage that pain was a balm for himself as well. The bike started up and Liv had pressed her firm backside into him, and likely felt the growing bulge there. Steve was, after all, the perfect man. Engineered perhaps, but perfect in all the ways a man could be. The motorcycle roared down the street and when he let off the clutch that hand slid briefly along her thigh, giving a squeeze, and then went back on the handle. The apartments were not far and he'd even split lanes to get there faster. Pulling into the lot the bike was on the sidewalk as they got close to her building, and the engine cut off. Steve was off the bike and lifting her in his arms before she knew it.
To him she was light as a feather and she was cradled in his arms, the super-soldier taking steps three at a time, swift enough that the wind rushed past her hair, and as they reached the 4th floor Steve stopped on the landing to kiss her again, hoping to steal her breath away, the kiss needful and without that measured tone to it like last time - pure passion and want that burned through him. Before he knew it he'd pressed her back against the wall next to the stairwell door, hands on her rump as he pressed the kiss to her lips with a feverish want.
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His hands on her body made her feel like she was on fire. Every inch of her that Steve managed to touch was another inch that felt ignited. She had almost wanted to throw cars out of the way just to get them back to her place faster. It was times like this she had wished that instead of her energy she had the ability to teleport. Lord, would that have been a blessing.
She gasped slightly as he carried her, unable to help the brief bit of laughter that escaped her lips. No man had ever carried her, save for as a child, and here he was flying up the stairs and hitting her landing in no time at all. When he kissed her again it did indeed take her breath away, unable to speak or to tell him how bad she wanted this. How badly she needed this. There was nothing more Liv could imagine in her world than getting Captain America into her apartment. And even as he pressed her against the wall, the hallway thankfully clear, she was taken back. His strength was clear as he held her up and gripped her rear, Liv wrapping her legs around his waist.
A soft moan left her lips and into the kiss as he pressed harder, her entire body filling with desire. She wrapped one arm around his neck to keep herself steadied, the other fishing into her jeans as best she could to get out her damn keys. And it felt like an eternity, finally withdrawing them, fumbling blindly as she returned the kiss, powerfully. It took a few turns before she finally got it open, throwing the door open as best she could and tossing the keys in. Breaking the kiss briefly she whispered, Wanna test out how sturdy my bed actually is? She grinned, nipping at his earlobe after she spoke.
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There was no misinterpretation of signals this time, no way that his old-fashioned and sometimes out-dated way of thinking could misconstrue what was happening between them. Steve was a man, and she was a woman, and the most base desires of both were becoming quite clear. She fumbled with her keys and the lock but finally got the door open and as he let her down so they could go inside, he would shut the door behind them and lock it. It was the equivalent of a do-not-disturb sign in his eyes, but he doubted anyone would want to interrupt. As he turned toward her and shrugged out of his leather jacket, muscles corded and bunching beneath his skin, his blue eyes settled on her face.
"I absolutely want to see how sturdy that bed is."he told her, the veracity of his words as solid as the man himself, and the bulge in his jeans not being hidden now at all. Still, despite his hunger, Steve was still a gentleman, and held out a hand to her."Lead the way Olivia."he said, and it was the way he said her name, fully, and the husky tone to his voice, that left no doubt of what he was going to do to her."Open my eyes to your world Miss Hutton, and I will immerse you in mine."he said.
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When Liv was let down, she adjusted her own jeans a little, her top having bunched somewhat. She turned in time to watch him lock the door, her stomach fluttering as he did. His affect was serious, and as much as she was one to adore the modern feminist, there was something unbearably attractive about watching a man take control the way he was. Even the bulge in his pants was arousing just to see, a hint, she was sure, of what was to come. And as intimidating as it was, she wanted it so very badly.
She could only watch his muscles move, his body guided to her. And still he was a gentleman. Still he was exactly as she had imagined him to be. Gently taking his hand, she walked through the modest one-bedroom apartment. There wasnt much to stand out within it; an old place with wooden flooring and modest, minimalist decorations. Clean lines and dark tones were clear, a modern touch she imagined was quite counter to his own.
She was trying to contain her own hunger as she led him into the bedroom, a large, king-sized cast-iron bed with deep purple sheets across it in the center. Letting his hand go, she stepped back from him, using all her willpower to keep herself calm. Taking a breath, she turned and faced him, slowly reaching at the hem of her tank top and carefully pulling it up and over her body. Tossing it aside, she slowly undid the jeans, already low on her body, peeling them off and the sneakers with them. Soon, she was standing in nothing but her black bra and panties, her body showing and even more of her tattoos as well, Tell me, Captain do you like what you see? She bit her bottom lip. Nervous as she was, there was no doubt how badly she wanted this.
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Steve leaned lightly against the wall as Liv put on a small show. Those deep blue eyes of his drank in every inch of her as it was revealed, and there was no surprise in the ink that decorated her body. It was far more than most women he had seen, much less been with and yet there was some exotic quality to it that roused him even further and made him want to explore them with his mouth and hands. Trace them with his tongue. Her question brought a soft smile."I very much like what I see Olivia."he confirmed for her, and then began to slowly undress himself as well, a soft hiss of relief as his jeans came off, the confining denim no longer so snug against his half hard cock, and his shirt and boots as well, until he stood before her innothing but his boxer-briefs, and her question was echoed back to her."Do you like what you see Liv?"he asked, a small wet spot near where the tip of his member was within his shorts, though she could tell he was not fully hard just yet by how the cloth held that shaft to him, and yet he was already 7"-8", his eyes searching hers for approval."Take off the rest. I want to see you."he told her, his tone firm.
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It was hard for her to stand still as he removed his own clothing. She had wanted to rip it apart, tear it off of him and tackle him onto the bed. She wanted to simply go at him. But she had a feeling that in due time it would happen, and instead she licked her lips, inadvertently of course, as he removed his clothing and his more intimidating features were revealed.
Her breath hitched in her throat as she could see the outline of his cock. Her mouth watered and she felt her own panties growing wet as she stared. She could only nod when he asked if she liked what she saw, suddenly feeling meek and small. It was hard not to, when standing by a man like Captain America. A man like Steve Rogers a man.
His tone was not lost, and her eyes clouded over with lust, locking onto his, Yes, Captain. She said, softly, avoiding any smirks or smiles. Carefully she stepped towards him, her body craving him as she undid the latch of her bra. The straps slid down and off her shoulders, teasingly slow, letting the item fall to the floor. She then bent over, carefully removing the panties and stepping out of them, taking a step towards him. She was clean and rather immaculately groomed, her exotic form completely visible to Steve now as she stood, May I? Her fingers danced along his chest and down his stomach, lightly brushing over his muscles until she reached the waistline of his boxer briefs, tugging gently, though waiting for his approval.
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Steve's felt a familiar aching throb in his loins as Liv bared her breasts and then her sex was bared as well. As she stepped closer, her warm fingers running down the hard planes of his body, Captain America's eyes remained locked onto hers. Steve Rogers was going to have this one thing, this one beautiful thing, all for his own. Whether she joined the Avengers or not he wanted this woman, and Steve didn't do casual hookups. No, the question of the girls back at the ice cream parlor played in is head, and though he hadn't asked Liv, Steve wanted more than a sheer casual fling and romp in the hay."Of course you may."he told her, and would stand still and allow her to do as she so desired.
Rogers was not the largest of men, as far as his manhood was concerned. Not the longest, nor the thickest... and yet, he was perfectly proportioned almost, and still not fully turgid, and was of an obvious size that would make about any woman in the world quite happy. Hissculpted bodylike a work of art almost. As those briefs would come down his cock would bob free and fall, the weight of that impressive shaft bringing it down and hanging slighly between his legs."I have a few ideas of what you can do with that."he told her, and brought his right hand up to her cheek, brushing the warm skin with the backs of his fingers as he tilted his head and kissed her again. Slower, and still with that edge of lust, though he deepened it as the tip of his tongue traveled along the seam of her lips, begging entry to her mouth, and down below the heat of his cock was palpable.
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The only thing Liv could think of right now was Steve. All she wanted, all she needed, all she craved was this man in front of her, in all his glory. And just as Steve wasnt into casual hookups, Liv had no intention of simply sleeping with him and leaving him behind. She hoped, though not that she would say it, that he would stay. More than just sleeping with him, Liv had a desire to be touched by this man in every way. And when he gave her permission, Liv was careful. She was slow to pull down the briefs, eyes breaking only temporarily to watch as he came forth.
And indeed, he was impressive. Certainly more than any man she had been with before. She bit her lip as he sprung free, trying to control herself. His hand on her cheek felt warm and inviting, closing her eyes as he kissed her once more. She wanted to ask what his ideas were, though her hands were already finding themselves in very happy places. She gently moved one hand around his neck, the other almost immediately drawn to his member. Pressing her tongue back against his as he parted her lips, she gripped warmly to his cock. Certainly not hard, but firmly, eager to have him in her grasp. Her own body was dripping with signs of arousal and she was eager to show him.
Still gripping his cock, beginning to move her hand up and down slowly, she let go only briefly to run her fingers between her legs. Once certain she had gotten them quite wet, she gripped at his cock again, rubbing her own juices on his manhood, using herself as lubricant.
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The kiss he shared with Liv was far more than friendly, and their tongues crashed together like soft waves, rubbing and dancing, and Steve felt her slender fingers wrap about his shaft. A gentle moan of encouragement left him, and his fingers dug tenderly into flesh as the hand at her face dropped and both hands were on her hips, one sliding back and down a bit to caress over her firm rounded rump. Her hand briefly left his cock and he pulled back from the kiss to look at her, wondering, his eyes dark with his want, and then her fingers were back, obviously slick. Her juices coated her fingers and slid along his veiny shaft, coaxing him to even more hardness, and he smiled softly."The next time you do that I want to taste."he told her, and then said,"Or I might just take a taste myself."
The hand on her left hip slipped between her legs, warm on her soft mons as he caressed her sex, rubbing her pussy gently for a moment before his middle finger slipped along her cleft then between her soft lips and into her slick folds. He could have tried to enter her, penetrate her, but he didn't, and merely rubbed her slickness, gathering some of her effluence on his finger. Not once did his eyes leave hers, and he kept that eye contact, confident in what he was doing, and watching her reactions, before he lifted that finger, softly glistening. Without pause he brought that finger to his lips and slipped it into his mouth, sucking it clean, the taste of her bursting on his tongue."I want more."he told her as his finger came out of his mouth with a pop.
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She shuddered as his hands ran down her body, more so as she felt his fingers digging into her flesh. When he pulled away from the kiss, she felt his eyes on her intently, her own looking back up. While she was full of want and need, there was something else as well. A piece of her that was giving itself up to him, a sort of softness and submission taking over. It was a side almost none saw, but she was showing Steve fully. His smile made her shudder, his words causing her eyelids to flutter slightly as she inhaled sharply.
Never in her life did she imagine such a scenario, especially as his hand made its way between her legs. She gasped, audibly, as he played his fingers against her. And she wanted him, desperately, to slide his fingers in. His eyes on her own was far more intense and penetrating on its own than she wanted to admit, wanting to look away nervously, though finding herself locked onto him. As he licked his own fingers, the ones coated in her juices and spoke, she shuddered, nodding, You can take whatever you want, Captain She emphasized the name, once more, implying his own power over her. Her face was flushed as she looked up at him, leaning up to press her lips against his once more, tasting herself on his tongue. It was certainly a side of him she hadnt expected, but was very much appreciating.
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This was something that Steve had missed, and the way she spoke his name brought a familiar throb between his legs. The audible gasp from her was welcome, and the way he saw her practically melt at his touch, her sex soft and warm, dripping. Because of him. It was an intoxicating feeling in so many ways, and he bent slightly, catching her just enough to lift her without hurting her, moving her toward the bed and laying her down."A gentleman always makes sure that his lady is primed and ready."he told her as she lay there where he had put her on her back."I want to trace all of those tattoos with my mouth."he told her, his voice taking on a certain tone.
Steve's mouth did drop to her skin, landing almost immediately between her breasts. His longer torso and his height allowed him to reach her there and those powerful hands caressed up her body to her breasts. As his hands traveled up her feminine body to those soft luscious mounds, his mouth began a downward descent. Lips trailed kisses over inked flesh and his tongue dipped playfully into her navel, traveling around the perimter with the tip almost ina swirl, and at the same time the pads of his thumbs rubbed over the pebbled flesh of her nipples.
Ever downward his mouth moved until he reached her soft warm mound, nuzzling his nose there and taking in the smell of her before he kissed her nether lips in almost a chaste or reverent way. Blue eyes lifted then, finding her face, seeing if she was looking and gauging how her expressions might change as he kissed her pussy again, and finally, almost torturously slowly, pressed that warm pink muscle between her lips, feeling them part for him, and finally tasting her truly. A gentle moan left him, breath warm on her skin, as he gently lapped at her cunt, the flat of his tongue rubbing upward, friction along her folds and then her clit as he, Captain America, ate her pussy.
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If it had been a long time since Steve had been intimate with a woman, it certainly didnt show. All at once Liv felt like a nervous teenager. He was so perfect, and so gentle, but so commanding at the same time. It was invigorating. And as he lay her down and spoke, she could only shudder. His tone was stoic and she enjoyed it. A man who stated what he was doing and what he wanted. It was something so new and unfamiliar. It felt as though all those other men were just fodder.
When he did press his lips against her, she squirmed immediately, her body practically writhing beneath him. But she was able to compose herself enough as he kissed and caressed. Her own hands found themselves in his hair, the only thing she could reasonably grab a hold onto, running her fingers through it warmly.
Feeling him reach her ever-sensitive pussy, she gasped, looking down with a sort of profound need. Her eyes were wide, bright hazel gazing down at him as though he were the only thing present. And indeed, in her mind, he was. Her body was practically buzzing with electricity, shivering as he began to eat her out. His tongue felt expert, all at once arching her back and tilting her head back. She gripped hard to his hair, though not nearly enough to cause pain. It was enough to let him know he was doing something very, very right.
Oh god Steve! She gasped the words out as best she could, immediately beginning to moan. Logic hadnt even settled in to turn on music or anything to drown out her noises. She squirmed beneath him, legs parted as he continued to play with her body, Oh, please dont stop! She felt the pleasure in her body building as he continued, unsure how he could be so good at this but desperate to let him know he was.
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As Olivia's body writhed and squirmed under his attentions, Steve smiled into her slick sex, his tongue keeping those lips parted as he probed gently at the opening to her very core. She was hot and wet and he could feel her pulse through the little bundle of nerves at the apex of her slit, and his tongue lovingly swirled around that small nub, flicking over it briefly before moving back down to her tight entrance, collecting her effluence which he swallowed. The words she spoke encouraged him, and giving her left breast's nipple one last little tug, his right hand slid down her body and then between his own legs, where he grasped his cock and began to stroke himself.
His left hand tweaked her nipple and stayed where it was as he probed at her pussyhole with his tongue, driving into her as far as he could, almost desperate to taste her fully. He could feel that tight ring of muscle and his nose pressed hard into her clit. This continued for several moments and he finally pulled back to get a breath and he lapped eagerly at her pussy, his tongue dragging from taint to clit, all along her slit, pressing apart those lips once more and the Captain was glad to see the hue of her skin was deep and pink as blood rushed to her sex. Liv was swollen as well, proof more that her body was growing ready to accept him, as her glistening pink folds just peeked from between her swollen labia.
Kissing her pussy as if it were a thing to be worshiped, Steve's tongue chased that little bundle of nerves, flicking over her clit, pushing it around, showing that pearl who was boss, and finally catching it between his lips to suck gently. The hand on her breast finally slipped away from that soft mound and down to her cunt, thumb and forefinger used to spread her lips a bit more, giving better access to that little pulsing nub peeking from under its hood. Never once did he let it go now that he had caught it, and Steve sucked on her clit, the tip of his tongue still flicking over the love button of this woman that he was in need of and quickly growing to adore.
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Her body was already growing warm, her naked form beginning to glisten with sweat, sticking to the sheets beneath her. Between her legs she was getting impossibly more wet, the arousal clear even beyond his licks and kisses. She could only hold desperately to him, initially concerned she was gripping his hair too tightly, though all complex thought was thrown out the window as he continued. When one of his hands left her body, she felt the shift, able to guess what he was doing, suddenly concerned about his own pleasure. Here she was, being greedy as he got her off. And lord was he getting her off.
The pleasure in her body continued to build, harder still as he found that sensitive bundle of nerves. The moans that escaped her lips were that of pure bliss, his name mixed in with a few obscenities, desperate to try and hold off her orgasm. He seemed intent on pushing her over the edge, however, and despite how hard she was holding it off, her own orgasm overtook her.
All the pressure in her body built at once, and then suddenly released in a wave of passion and pleasure. She almost screamed as she came, hard, pressing his face against her pussy as she did. Wave after wave overtook her, forced to let go of his hair as she gripped tightly to the bedsheets, feeling as though she might tear them apart, Oh god, Steve! She screamed it as the final waves overtook her, slamming against her body.
Once it had passed, her body relaxed onto the bed, her eyes closed as she felt the ecstasy still washing through her. One hand reached up, pushing back her hair that had fallen by her face, her lips parted wide as she gasped. Air was sweet as it entered her lungs, her body feeling so good. But still she wanted more. Even as she lay there, trying to gather herself together, she knew she wanted Steve to feel just as good as she did. She wanted him inside of her, filling her up. Even with her orgasm there was no way that she was done with him, Cmon, Captain dont tell me youre done yet She grinned, Liv unable to see him, though speaking from her sprawled out position on her back.
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The way her body shuddered, the way her core became even more slick and gifted him with warmth to drink from her - all this was as nothing compared to the noises she made for him. A soft squeal and her fingers, which had gripped his blonde hair so tightly, left him to clutch at the duvet, the fabric bunched tight in her grip as her hips raised and she pressed her dripping cunt hard into his mouth.
Steve loved it.
His lips had let go the suction on her clit, but he could almost see the little nub pulsing in her need and lust as her climax rode through her. The scream that accompanied it made his cock throb in his hand and slowly his ministrations became more gentle, lessened, so that he did not overload her sensitive pussy and overstimulate to the point of discomfort. It was part of the reason he;d not slid fingers into her. Kept all his attention on the outside. Now he could enter her and give her all new sensations.
Lifting his head he grinned and made a show of wiping his mouth with the back of his hand. Tilting his head to gie a last parting kiss to her swollen and quivering cunt, Steve then stood, thick cock in hand, a thin strand of precum stretching from the tip to her thigh, where he'd purposefully rubbed the swollen tip along her skin as he stood. It let her feel the heat from him, and he looked down at his thick-veined prick."Do I look like I am done?"he asked her.
The missionary was the most mundane and vanilla of sexual positions. Steve actually liked several others. However, it was still a very intimate sort of affair, and put you face to face with your lover. Only the Lotus might be more intimate in his eyes and this was an experience he did not want Liv to soon forget. Steve bent over her and kissed her, passionate and deep, the taste of her cunt still lingering on his tongue, and he playfully nipped her bottom lip as he pulled away. Down below he'd brought that wide flared muhroom head of his cock to her soaked and very slick pussy and rubbed that head along her sex. It was like this, looming over her in this ages old position, that Captain America, Steve Rogers, took Olivia Hutton as his lover.
There was nothing but adoration and want in his eyes, her lithe body beneath his muscled one, and he could feel that damp heat from her pussy as he settled the head of his cock at her hole, that tight orifice having caught the tip of his shaft as if it belonged there. Steve pressed forward, just barely, but enough to feel that first tight stretch around his thick shaft, that first snug glove-like fit as he pressed just the ridged head of his cockinto her. Just enough to announce his presence, and look down to see how he started to split her. Then, eyes on hers, Steve Rogers slid home, feeling her heat engulf him, her tightness welcome him, as he nestled balls deep in her pussy.
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Olivia was more than grateful for the lessening of his touch on her more sensitive regions as she came down from her high. How he had learned that was a question for another day, a day when she wasnt feeling drunk on ecstasy or worried she might explode with energy. This man was doing things to her body that years of her own personal exploration and years of experimentation with other men had never done. He was giving her more than just an orgasm.
Feeling his arousal against her skin sent further vibrations through her, opening her eyes to look at him as he adjusted his form. She could feel his tip pulsing, see his entire body throbbing with need. And it was need for her, something that tugged at her stomach, something that turned her on all over again. And she was eager as she watched him position himself, closing her eyes only once he pressed his lips against her own. Liv was certain that once she knew him more, she would have more than enough time to let this man know what she was capable of. But for now, the intensity was almost more than she could take. And she adored it.
Watching him pull away, she almost pouted, though stopping as she felt his cock against her womanhood. There was another inadvertent gasp, surprised to feel how large he really was. Certainly more than she had experienced before, and was eager to experience now. As he slowed in, her lips parted, wide, making almost no sound at first. But as his eyes locked onto her own, sliding himself inside her completely, she moaned out intensely.
He felt so far away as he slid inside of her, Liv desperate to keep her eyes opened and locked onto Steve, Oh Oh my God, Steve you feel amazingHer back was arching once more, begging to be touched by him, her own arms only able to grip the sheets as she looked up. There was something so terribly innocent, she thought, about laying vulnerable beneath him. She knew he could see all of her, hair splayed out by her head, body already glistening with a soft sheen of sweat.
She was there entirely for him, her pussy tight around him as he pressed inside, I dont want you to hold back. She managed to get the words out, breathily and desperate, but she wanted him to know. Liv didnt want him to think he had to be fragile with her, or hold back by any means. She wanted everything Captain America had to give.
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She was so tight. And hot. And wet. Steve shuddered and held himself buried deep in her for a moment, not only to allow her the chance to adjust to his girth and legnth, which rendered her replete, in fact he'd bottomed out in her needful core, the head of him pressed to her cervix and still another couple inches that he could only fit should he force himself further and into the sanctity of her womb. Closing his eyes to steady himself he'd also stopped due to his own rising pleasure, which threatened to spill over into her. Literally. A small spasm inside of her of pleasure as she arched her back for him, and Steve gasped at the feeling of it all. Her instruction not to hold back was met with a breathy,"Ok baby.", the little pet name, innocent as it was and so cliche among couples, slipping from his lips.
Pulling his hips back that thick steely rod of flesh threatened to exit her and leave her empty and wanting, the tightness hugging him. But as the ridge of that flared head seemed about to leave the confines of her core, Steve slammed back into her. A hard and sharp thrust that suddenly filled her, almost violently, her breasts bouncing wildly, once, and his balls slapping her ass. Steve repeated the motion, and planted his hands just above her shoulders to keep from scooting her off the bed as he thrust into her several times before settling into a rhythm that seemed comfortable for them both. The wet sounds of their coupling filled the room, and the next time Liv arched her back, she'd find one arm of the Captain move under her and lift as he rolled to his back, bringing her atop him, gravity impaling her on his cock, and her own weight threatening to allow that shaft to penetrate her cervix and bring the Captain home in a way that brought pain mixed with the pleasure.
"I want you to ride me, Miss Olivia Hutton. Don't hold back and give yourself to your Captain."he told her, his hands finding her breasts, nipples pressed to his palms as he throbbed gently inside of her.
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She had been with different men, though none like Steve. His allowance for her to adjust was throughly appreciated, feeling herself tight around him. It was heaven, though. She had initially attempted to bite her bottom lip to try and keep herself some semblance of quiet, though that had gone out the window.
When he pulled out, she almost protested, though had no time to as he slammed himself back in. A scream escaped this time, of pleasure and pain, gripping suddenly at his arms above her shoulders. It was good he was there to keep her from falling, his strength obvious as he thrust into her, her entire body moving as he did, gasping and screaming and moaning all the while.
Feeling herself lifted, she gasped, almost giggling but instead grinning, biting at her bottom lip as she fell hard onto his rigid cock. He filled her immediately and without hesitation, clenching tightly around him as he did. She gave herself a moment of adjustment to this new position and all the glory of Captain America beneath her. He didn't even need to ask, but she enjoyed that he did. He'd feel her twitch lightly upon his telling her to ride her Captain, enjoying the name thoroughly.
Her palms pressed down onto his chest as she steadied herself, hair falling by her face and down her back. She locked her eyes onto him just as he had done to her, a smirk playing onto her lips as she began to rock.
She did this slowly at first, adjusting to him as her hips ground down against him. Soon her eyes were closing as the pleasure invaded her, beginning to build once more. Her fingers dug lightly into his chest, practically clawing him as she began to lift herself, slowly falling back down onto him. Doing this a few times, she began to escalate the frequency, her stamina clear already as the moans escaped her lips, taking the time as she came down to grind on his cock. Her chest heaved, breasts bouncing as she rode him, rode the Captain like she'd never ridden a man before
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Steve gazed up into the face of the angel now impaled upon his throbbing proud erection, and slowly she ground her hips, eliciting a gasp from the super-soldier. It was not long before he let her bounce as she so desired and his hands dropped from her breasts. He loved watching them bounce and sway with her movements, and instead he gripped her hips, flesh pillowed between his fingers a little as Liv began torise and fallon his cock. Steve could feel how she stretched around him each time, and her fingernails furrowed his chest. In response his hands moved back slightly, muscles rippling in his arms as his strong hands spread her cheeks more, rather, keeping them spread. Lust-filled eyes stayed on her face as he palmed her ass, and a hand shifted, forefinger rubbing gently over her tight rosebud, the Captain testing her boundaries.
His hips rose and fell in time with her, penetrating her deep, plumbing her depths as she rode him to her own pace. The sensitive nerves of her asshole now stimulated as he continued to rub that finger over her tiny backdoor hole and gently probe there - not quite penetrating her, but definitely putting some pressure on that tight little ring of muscle, determining how he might proceed by whatever reaction he got.
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Hearing him gasp, even if that was all he did, was enough to drive her mad. The idea that she could have this kind of effect on him was quite arousing. Already she was soaked, her slick wetness allowing her to easily rise and fall on his cock, soon picking up her own pace. Her moans were echoing desperately, her grip against his firm pectorals, ones that felt like steel, desperate as he gripped into her. She could feel him pressing at her tight rear, her pace suddenly getting faster.
She reached up with one hand, her head falling back and pushing her hair back with it. She felt as though she might fall apart, the pleasure in her body building. His name was all she could muster as she moaned it out, panting. While she liked the idea of Steve stimulating her ass as well as penetrating her pussy, she wasnt sure she could manage both at the moment. Instead, she used all the power she could muster, pulling his hand playing with her asshole and gently guiding it towards her clit. She tilted her head forward again, eyes locked onto him, I want you to make me scream, Captain. She bit her lip, already loud as it was, though wanting more. Always wanting more.
She wanted Steve to know just how good he made her feel, her fingers dancing over his as she rubbed his hand against her sensitive nub, immediately shuddering and tensing even as she rode him hard. Her eyes didnt leave him, even as she dropped her hand away and went back to gripping his chest, moaning loudly.
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Always willing to do whatever it takes to please his lover, Steve was more than happy to move his hand as she directed and was not at all surprised as to Liv's desire. As she raised and lowered herself on his thick shaft the Captain used his thumb to rub the swollen nub just above where his cock penetrated deep into her pussy. His breath hitched as he touched her, not just from the intimate contact but how her muscles clamped down around his prick, milking him almost desperately.
His hips lifted, back arched as he tried fervently to somehow drive deeper, to make her take more of him. His thumb rubbed over her clit and around in a clockwise circle as the slap of flesh on flesh reverberated in the room, his hips hitting her soft inner thighs and her ass bouncing off the tops of his legs. Wet lovely sounds accompanied those slaps in a concert that made beautiful music as they coupled. It was no soft lovemaking and yet it had not yet devolved into a frenzy of hard fucking that broke furniture and bruised bodies.
Thumb and forefinger caught her clit and applied pressure, almost pinching, as Steve's hips drove up over and over, forcing her to take his cock in a pace that was faster and much harder than her initial ride, threatening to buck her off if she didn't hold on."Ride that cock sweet girl."he growled, his tone commanding, stern. She wasn't his baby, she was his sweet girl, and he wanted her to ride him fast and hard. More pressure on her clit before he let go to rub across her cunt, hard and fast, his other hand reaching up to squeeze one bouncing tit, none too gentle.
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Her body was already tensing. There was so much contact, so much desperate need and touching, and to see Steve beneath her as she rode him. No man had ever done this to her, had ever filled her so completely to the point of feeling like she might explode at any moment. Only Steve had done this. Made her feel so terribly intense that she was gripping him hard. If it were any other man she imagined she might have broken skin, but Steve was proving to be much stronger than that.
And she knew there would be bruises on her hips and ass, deep bruises that she was looking forward to seeing. It was hard to think straight, however, as he continued to roll his fingers over her clit, the pleasure built harder in her body. She wanted to hold off for his own orgasm, not wanting to be greedy, but he was making it difficult. No matter how hard he fucked her, she kept her grip tight. He might be Captain America, but she was going to prove herself able to take whatever he had to give her.
When he commanded her to ride, she did. Her body moved faster, harder, the sound of skin slapping together echoing at a more steady rhythm as she rode him. But it was hard to stave off the orgasm that was building and threatening to consume her, eyes wide and desperate as she watched Steve, Oh god, Steve! Im so close I want you to come with me. She was clenched tight around him, begging and full of want for him. And she was close, wanting both his approval and for him to feel the same pleasure she was feeling.
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Never once did Liv complain and in fact she took him deep and hard, burying all of him inside of her, that exquisite pleasure filling him as he raced toward the precipice of his climax. Her pussy squeezed and milked him, each upward suction of her body pulling at his cock in the most delicious of ways, and her sex seemed to thrum around him in her need. Steve's thumb rubbed over her clit, again and again, finding a rhythm with her downward thrusts.
Each time he filled her completely and seemed to stretch her anew, her clit was rubbed and teased."Yes Liv, just like that my sweet girl."he coaxed, and Liv would be able to feel her captain swell and tense as he prepared to orgasm, his back arching like a bow as he filled her completely. Then his climax was upon him and a low heated grown burst from him as the dam broke. The first immense pulse of his cock sent that thick rope of seed blasting into her as Steve's eyes rolled back in his head. He emptied himself into her, filling her with his seminal fire, body tense, thighs quivering as his seed coated her inside with lava. A breath that the Captain must certainly have been holding burst forth from him as he seemed to finally relax, her core so full of him that he dare not pull out of her lest the torrent of his seed issue forth from her."So... good..."he muttered and though he had spent himself there was no sign he would soften yet, and he stayed hard and rigid inside of her."Kiss me."he told her, wanting to feel her lips on his own.
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Of course she had no reason to complain. Even with the stretching and pounding, it felt heavenly to have him buried deep inside of her, threatening to bring her crumbling down. And she wanted him to. She could hear the sound of skin slapping against skin, of her wetness taking him in greedily. She wanted him. She wanted all of him. Every delicious inch of him inside of her.
And as he rubbed, feeling his orgasm, her own seemed to ride alongside. She tilted her head back, a scream erupting, pleasure that was unable to be contained any longer leaving her lips. She gripped hard to him, desperate, though leaving scratches on his chest it was not enough to draw blood. Certainly enough to show how good she had felt. Her entire body tensed, releasing at once with wave after wave of pleasure rippling through her body and gripping his cock as he came inside her. She could feel his warmth filling her up, feeding into her waves of pleasure.
Even as she began to come down off of her high, breathing hard, panting as she had stopped gyrating and rocking, she opened her eyes to look at him. A smile fell on her lips, a soft smile that came after such a breathtaking orgasm, feeling him still hard inside her, Of course, Captain. She smirked lightly, pushing back her hair as she leaned down carefully, pressing her lips on his.
He tasted good. Still with an aftertaste of herself on his lips, she liked his own taste. He was unique. She lingered with her lips on his, her own afterglow feeling heavenly. Her palms rested by his head as she kept herself lifted up, breaking away only to whisper, I dont think any man has ever made me feel that good in my life She grinned, biting her bottom lip, once more feeling like a giddy teenager.
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Steve loved the way she shuddered and trembled atop him, how her core spasmed and milked him, and as she bent down to kiss him as he had asked he caught her lips in a heated kiss, the warm afterglow of wonderful sex washing over him like a wave. His hands caressed over silky skin, and it was like he wanted to bask inher."Olivia..."he said softly, adoration evident in his tone.
There was no move to disengage from her, and Steve stayed hard inside of her even as he pulled her down to lie atop him and his arms encompassed her in warmth and safety. The way she bit her lip was adorable and the Captain nuzzled his nose along her cheek."You were wonderful."he whispered to her, and gave her ass a little pat as he allowed the afterglow to claim him and his eyes drifted shut, unsure what Liv wanted to do but hoping that she let him just hold her.
Steve woke up as dawn broke through the windows, small slivers of light through the blinds, and he found that sometime during the night that Liv had moved off of him and he'd slipped out of her, which was perfectly normal. She was laying curled into his side and he looked down at her with his blue eyes and considered her sleeping form. She wasn't the sort of woman he might have picked out of a lineup, but she was certainly beautiful and he was happy to have met her.
Slowly he extricated himself from her and got out of bed, taking care of his morning biologicals and getting in the shower. Scrubbing down he soon emerged and dried off, and padded back out to the bedroom quite nude. He saw little reason to be shy around her, or modest. At least while they were alone. When she wke up he planned to invite her to the Tower, and he hoped she'd accept.
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Olivia was not one who slept well when she did sleep at all. Often when sleep did claim her, it was fitful. She woke many times, tossed and turned, or even just gave up entirely. So when the suns warm rays dancing along her bare skin was what woke her, she was more confused than anything. She had felt so terribly safe while she slept, comfort and bliss invading her mind. She was relaxed. Her eyelids fluttered open, squinting a bit as she took in a view of the sun as it pierced her blinds as best it could.
What time is it She mumbled to herself, vaguely feeling around on the nightstand for her phone. It was, of course, still in her jeans that were crumpled by her bed. Now she was grateful for the digital clock by her bed that read 7:43 in red numbers. Certainly earlier than she was usually up, though not obscenely. Closing her eyes, she turned to lie on her back, smiling as she remembered bits and pieces of the night before. It was hard not to. Steve was walking back into the bedroom as she woke, sitting up. It was an adjustment, being used to being nude around such a man, but she was never one for modesty. Instead she smiled, Gmorning, Steve.
She lifted her body from the bed, sheets wrinkled and worn, Hopefully you didnt use up all the hot water. She grinned at him, passing by him, trailing her fingers over those perfectly sculpted abs, maneuvering past him towards the bathroom. She wouldnt lean into a kiss, not before brushing her teeth and showering, anyway. Though as she stepped into the bathroom and flicked on the lights, she gasped lightly. He had bruised her hips somewhat significantly. It wasnt enough to cause her pain, but she did see them. A smirk danced over her lips, realizing she was actually kind of fond of them.
Soon enough, Liv had showered and brushed her teeth as well, though exiting with new clothes. It was a bright pair of leggings, purple and pink, an oversize t-shirt on her torso with a plunging neckline. She was unique, that was sure. She smiled at Steve, Id let you borrow some of my clothes, but Ive got a feeling they wont really fit you. She leaned up, pressing her lips gently against his.
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"Good morning Olivia."Steve said, and smiled, small goosebumps raised on his skin as her fingertips dragged across his abdomen and he turned to watch her shapely form depart to the washroom. Waiting patiently on the bed while she washed, warm thoughts of the night before drifted through Steve's mind and when she emerged and was dressed, he'd put his clothing from the night before back on. Of course, if this turned out to be a regular thing he might have to make sure there was a change of clothes here at her place for himself.
"You look beautiful."he told her as she approached and then her soft lips pressed to his own, and Steve kissed her back. The underlying passion was there but the man was an image of control as he kept the kiss light and fun and yet still conveyed his desire for her.
"I thought maybe we could go grab some breakfast somewhere and maybe talk about you coming with me to tour Avengers Tower."Steve said.
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When he called her beautiful, she smirked, I bet you say that to all the girls you sleep with. Mostly she was teasing Steve on the likelihood that he didnt exactly sleep around. Tall, blonde, and Patriotic was mostly known for being wholesome, what people did know of him that is. But she liked that he said she was beautiful. It made her blush, even with their night of passion. Thinking about it made her smile.
Olivia knew that the talk of going to Avengers Tower was almost out of the question just last night, but this morning? He could have talked her into jumping out of a plane. She strolled over to where he was standing, sliding her arms up and over his shoulders lazily, leaning up to meet his taller form, Tell you what, handsome. Buy me coffee and Ill go with you. But if Stark so much as hits on me again, Ill drop that man like a bad habit. She smirked playfully. Stark had a habit of hitting on most women, and hed already hit on Liv. But she was mostly teasing. She could brush off men like Stark without issue, or even the others that were there. Quicksilver, Hawkeye, Falcon, Winter Soldier quite a few men on the team. She liked the idea of meeting Scarlet Witch and Black Widow, however. Though it did make her wonder if she needed a codename herself.
Hey, you think Im gonna need a codename if I come on board? I mean, dont get your hopes up, Im not promising anything here but am I gonna need to be called something weird, too? She cocked an eyebrow, still holding onto Steve lazily.
Oh, was this going to be interesting.
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Her words brought a snort of amusement. Steve didn't answer her though, for he had no need. His reputation was almost as spotless as most would believe and though he had taken a lover here and there, he was not a promiscuous man. That much should have been obvious despite his natural instincts like everyone else to have sex. So as Liv leaned into him, her arms going about his neck and her soft breasts pressed to the hard planes of his chest, it was easy for his hands to slide down her slender form to rest upon the flare f her hips.
The words she spoke about Stark elicited a smile and he said,"If he hits on you I'll talk with him myself. A man has to know his limitations." There was no doubt that Cap wouldn't back down from Stark. Then as she asked about a codename he let his hands slide fully around her, clasping at the small of her back so she was pressed close against him.
"I would recommend it. That name protects the people you love more than it protects you, though like me, perhaps you'll carry both. Truth be told, I hope you decide to join. I want you around."Tilting his head down he captured her lips in a soft kiss and as he broke the gesture he said,"I'll buy more than coffee. I think I feel like some waffles."
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Oh gonna stand up for my honor? You ready to tell Tony Stark whats what? She smirked, smiling warmly as his hands slid down her sides and pressed onto her hips. It felt so natural, standing in her apartment with Steve Rogers, a man she was becoming increasingly more comfortable with. And that was saying something, as the young woman who avoided closeness at every turn. There were few people in this world she trusted. Could Steve end up being one of them? She did admittedly like that idea.
Hm well, Ive gotta think on that one. Im not very good with nicknames and codenames. Cant really go by Liv. She considered it, never having put much thought into it. Maybe shed luck out and one of them would have a name for her. Or maybe there was some kind of random generator Stark had that you put your name into and it created options.
All right, waffles. Gonna get em red white and blue? She smirked teasingly at him, letting go of him enough to grab her wallet and cell phone. Both she slid into her pockets, keys in hand as she lead Steve out of her place and towards the restaurant down the street. It felt weird to be considering joining the Avengers, and more so the fact that shed be meeting some of them today. She was sure Stark would have some snarky comment for her about all of this, but it was comforting to know Steve would be there with her.
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"Absolutely. I'm ready to claim you as mine and let them know it."Steve said, meaning the entire team. Liv's body felt good in his hands. Felt right. She was soft and warm and lovely, and such a horrible distraction but in the best of ways.
"I am sure that we can think of a good codename for you Liv. You're right though, that Liv just won't do. Something that really fits you and what you can do will be best."Steve commented and as she teased lightly about breakfast he did have to agree. Following her to the restaurant down the street they soon were seated and eating, and afterward they got back to Steve's bike. It hadn't been messed with and not longer after that they were on their way to Avengers Tower.
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Steve was allowed onto the premises and the bike was parked in his usualy spot in the garage. Jarvis had already done eyescan recognition and biometrics and Steve explained that Liv was a friend and new potential member of the team.
"Good to hear it. I knew I picked the right man for the job." Stark's voice came over the intercom as they made their way inside and Steve pointed out the discreet cameras as they walked. Automatic doors opened as they approached and Liv would find herself in some sort of Control Room where Stark and another female with red hair and a form-fitting uniform are sitting, a box of donuts and coffee sitting between them.
"The ace recruiter returns!" Stark exclaims and gives a smile to Liv. "Nice to see you again.
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To say she was nervous was an understatement. Olivia Hutton was petrified at the idea of meeting anyone from the team, let alone someone like Stark. She was typically able to contain herself fairly well, but it was hard to not reach out and grab Steve's hand. She wasn't sure where he stood with everyone, and she didn't want to put him on the spot. Instead she walked with her usual air of confidence, looking around with mostly amazement. That was something she wouldn't be able to hide. Tech was everywhere, which wasn't a surprise, but it was still breathtaking to see. Her head was on a swivel as she turned.
"Ace recruiter? Ever think I was just tired of your ridiculous text messages?" She cocked an eyebrow at Tony, eyeing the redhead with the uniform, wondering if that was Black Widow, one of the folks she had seen on TV.
"Don't know what you expect out of me, Stark. I told Steve and I'll tell you, I don't think I'm the person for the team. I don't do well on teams. Always was picked last for dodgeball in school." She trailed off a bit, stepping away from them to eye the screens around them. There were monitors showing every inch of the Tower. Well, except for bedrooms, potentially. She was staring at all of them, dumbfounded. The place was enormous, the power and energy radiating from it clear to Liv as she looked, "This place generates a ton of energy, though." It was a statement of anxiety, mostly aimed at Steve as she turned, as if to tell him she was unsure if she was safe her. She had typically avoided any places like this in her life, and for this reason. She couldn't really control what she took in and how she absorbed it, but the energy level internally was clear to Liv.
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"Persistence is a virtue." Tony said from where he was seated, noting the way Cap and the girl held hands.
"You might need to have that insulation installed like you said Stark. Maybe cut down on some of this ambient energy."Steve said, hinting at what Liv was getting at.
The other young woman stepped forward, hand extended. "I'm Natasha. It's nice to meet you Olivia. Tony's been talking about you quite a bit."
Natasha's hands were both soft but strong if Liv took the offered one, and the redhead smiled alluringly as she leaned back against the edge of one of the desks, the huge monitor behind her showing various camera angles, and the parking area - where a man on a motorcycle was pulling in.
"Maybe we should take some time and see what Liv can do."Steve said, and gave her hand a squeeze."That's why we're all here after all. Learning to be part of a team and how best to utilize what one can do only comes with training."It was a suggestion for Liv as well as to the others. She might not usually fit with a team, but there were always extra pieces to the puzzle.
As Cap finished talking a man walked into the room, the same that had pulled in on the bike. Takign quick stock of the situation the man smiled and moved to introduce himself to Liv.
"Clint Barton. Nice to meet you." he said, hand extended. His was heavily calloused and especially on his forefinger and middle finger. "Is this the girl you've been talking about Stark?" he asked.
Cap realized that Liv had been a topic of conversation for some time.
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Oh, good to meet you, Natasha. Liv extended her hand and shook Nats, smiling as best she could, Oh, god, I hope he hasnt been There was an outward cringe at the idea that Tony was talking about her.
A virtue? No, patience is a virtue, and its one Im gonna need, Ive got a feeling. Liv raised an eyebrow at Tony once more. Already she was beginning to see what a nag the man was. It was a wonder none of these folks had killed him yet. She supposed patience and dealing with Stark for as long as they had were a part of the reason.
See what I can? I guess, yeah. Im gonna take a wild guess youve got a training room where I can show my stuff? If you recall, its not exactly subtle. She looked at Stark, able to feel the smirk before he played it. He had been the one to see her exert her abilities, watching as she shielded a few folks with her energy, taking down some Chitauri with her own blasts. They were never subtle, and always rather concussive, blasts that she felt the need to let out already. So much going on around her, it felt like it was building already.
When Clint entered, she shook his hand as well, Seriously? Im not nearly that interesting to be the topic of any conversation, guys. Im sure Tonys exaggerating whatever hes said. It was hard not to roll her eyes, though it was better than flushing crimson. She guessed they might have figured out her stepfather, Senator Alan Lane, the man who had distanced himself from his stepdaughter considerably. But anything more was probably a mystery.
If Tony did lead her out to test her abilities, she would follow. The entire facility was far more than she wanted to explore on her own. Already she was meeting people she had read about or seen action figures of, but had never dreamed of meeting. Mostly she was glad she was dressed as flexibly as she was. The leggings would give her more maneuverability and she wondered if she might be able to give more of a show than Cap had seen. Really, Tony was the only one who had seen what she could do. A powerhouse, he had called her. And he was right. With enough focus she had torn down entire walls. Mostly she was used to shields, but truthfully she didnt know her limits. Now she was nervous about the idea of showing off to people far more skilled than she was.
You guys are gonna have to be nice, though. Im not a fighter by nature. Just a bartender. She shrugged lightly, pushing back the lavender hair by her face.
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"Persistence, patience... same thing." Tony said with a little shrug and that tone he often carried. Self-confident bordering on arrogant.
"It's a pleasure." Natasha said in reply to Liv and gave a nod to Clint as he entered.
"Yes, we have a trainign room."Cap said."Took a bit of a cue from the X-Men, and updated our training facility. State of the art robotics courtesy of Stark. We could even put you up against a few of his suits if you think you can handle it."Cap told her, giving her hand a squeeze before he let it go, not wanting to seem like he was coddling her or that she relied on him.
Soon they had entered an elevator that took them down to a sub-basement level, underground.
"Reinforced concrete walls, just like a military bunker. So... don't go too crazy, but don't feel like you have to hold back too much."Steve said, and gestured to a control area that was roughly twenty feet up, looking down on the floor, and behind ballistic glass."We'll be up there, observing. The walls are a sort of giant green screen, and your surroundings will take on a number of backgrounds and scenarios. Just like law enforcement, you'll need to quickly assess situations and take out the bad guys. Avoid getting hit yourself. Think you can handle it?"Steve asked.
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Well, lets try a little bit out to start and see how I do from there Mostly she was remembering the Chitauri. Liv remembered what those stupid jerks felt like with a punch to her ribs. The energy blasts were all mostly absorbed, but they still packed a wallop. She had those broken ribs not because they tickled her, that was for sure.
Her eyes widened as she looked at the room, all of it so terribly overwhelming, Yeah take my keys, Cap. She didnt want to be over-confident, but she was grinning. Part of her was beyond excited that, for the first time in her life, she was being encouraged to use her powers. Powers that as a teenager she had avoided so terribly. Powers that she had learned how to hide whenever necessary. They were powers that she had thought she needed to be ashamed of.
Relinquishing her keys, phone, and wallet to Steve, she made her way into the area itself. The group had gone into said control room, leaving Liv in the bunker. Cocking an eyebrow, she waited. Closing her eyes, she took a deep breath, carefully letting it out. She had clenched her fists by now, the swirling blue energy chaotic around her arms and fists, glittering and powerful. Liv could feel the energy swirling through her, connecting her to everything.
When the first creature popped up, she recognized it immediately as one of the robots that had taken Sokovia, her eyes narrowing as she let out a rather large blast. The energy collided with the robot, immediately slamming into its chest and dissolving it. Turning, she heard a noise behind her, spotting another robot, a similar blast hitting it and destroying it as well.
So farLiv was nervous, stepping forward into what looked like a chaotic New York City. Hearing a few clicks, she watched as a group of men aimed guns at her, civilians behind her. Thinking quick, she narrowed her eyes, palms splaying before herself as a large shield formed. It was blue, an azure that Steve would recognize, a sizable shield protecting her and those behind her. The shots that rang out, gunfire she doubted would actually kill her in this scenario, absorbed into the energy and killed the bullets. When the gunfire died down, Liv thrust her hands forward, shoving the energy forward and into the men, knocking them down and out. Non-lethal but still effective.
Perhaps Stark had decided she could take more, or perhaps she was showing off a little too much, but after a minute of standing and waiting, she turned once more to see perhaps fifteen of the same Chitauri that had come at her that day. Narrowing her eyes, nervous as hell, she could hear the fake screams of the holograms behind her, civilians designed, she was sure, to test her.
Gripping her fists hard, she ran forward, a large sphere of energy in each hand before stopping and slamming her fists downwards. A ripple was created in the artificial pavement, a blastwave slamming into the Chitauri and knocking them up and down. From there she sent off a barrage of punches and kicks, her fists covered in that same energy as her shields, allowing her to punch and hit without causing herself harm and with maximum damage.
By the time that wave of foes had been defeated, Liv was breathing hard, the energy swirling but certainly quite a bit taken out of her. It was nowhere near what she imagined the Avengers dealt with, but it was more than what she had, So, did I pass? She grinned through her heavy breathing, looking up towards the control room.
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Cap had taken her keys and items as reuested and walked with the others into the control room, silently assessing things as they happened in the room.
"We need to run a full battery of tests." Stark said. "We know she absorbs energy, and I saw some of that myself. But is it all sorts of energy? Certain types?"
There was merit to the question. The absorption of kinetic energy was a big question. That meant that she was practically bullet-proof, stealing the energy from the bullets before they broke her skin. Or fireproof, as she stole the energy from the heat. They needed to know what she could stand and what she couldn't. If she could absorb the energy from even a punch, for example, then a single strike from the Hulk might be able to power her for quite some time. Or overload her system and possibly kill her.
Still, the show was impressive and gave a good idea of what she had the potential to be capable of. It was easy to see she was a little out of breath, and this hadn't even been a prolonged skirmish. More training and physical conditioning would be necessary, but the raw potential was certainly there.
Turning to the others Cap said,"I think she needs a lot of training, but if we do it right, and she agrees, then she could be a huge asset to the team."
"I agree." Natasha said and looked to the others for approval as well. It seemed pretty unanimous.
"You definitely passed."Steve said into the intercom so she could hear."Come on up here so we can talk about it."
Once she was with them again, the same questions that Stark had presented were asked of her, as they tried to determine just what her limits were. The necessity for physical training and conditioning was also mentioned, but all this was predicated on whether she wanted to join or not.
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Walking up to the control room was mildly terrifying. She was sure that she didnt qualify for a team of elite fighters, nor did she even qualify to be in the same room. There were so many other people more skilled than she was. Liv was a bit surprised to be told she had done well.
Well, I take a punch pretty well. She laughed nervously, pushing back her hair and adjusting her attire. She was beyond anxious, talking about her abilities, Ive never really been in a fight, though. Youve gotta remember, Im a bartender from SoHo, I grew up with a single mom bouncing around. Anything I know how to do, I learned by accident. She shrugged.
The one thing I do know is that I absorb energy without any real filter. Mostly free energy, from what I can tell. I can tell how much power something is emitting, like that weird cube, and I can usually get emotional vibes from people. She shrugged. It was easy to tell the confidence of Natasha and Tony just by looking at them, but she had trouble explaining the other parts. The way she could feel the pure sadness in the child she had been protecting, the anger and rage falling out of the Chitauri. She was nervous to tell Tony that part of that was sometimes unfiltered and sent right into her. It was part of how she had mustered courage in New York.
Looking at Steve, she took her items back, tucking them away, I guess Ill help if I can. I just want to be sure my stepfather doesnt find out about this. She took a breath, a sharp intake and let it out, He finds out, hell do everything he can to make my life hell, and yours too, Tony. Mans got a lot of money in Stark Industries. She cocked an eyebrow. A wealthy man, certainly, she had avoided him at all costs. He hated her, marrying her mother out of necessity more than anything. Liv had been allowed to keep her name even as a child, just about disowning herself once she hit eighteen. It wasnt always a bright topic of discussion.
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Liv seemed to be willing to be a part of the team, at least on a trial basis, and Steve voiced much the same."Let's accept her to the team on a trial-basis, start to get some training under her belt. As to her identity, we should work on an outfit for her that will hide her face. Unlike most of us here she's been out in the public for some time and not trained with S.H.I.E.L.D. or by the government, so we do need to protect that identity."
Steve leaned a little close and cupped his mouth and whispered to her,"That was sexy as hell."
Natasha cut a glance to Clint but said nothing. "I can help with that if you want. Us girls need to look good, even while kicking ass." The smile she gave Liv was sweet and somehow wicked and innocent.
It was obvious Stark wanted to say something, but a look from Steve made the billionaire playboy shrug and hold up his hands, palm up. What he might have been wanting to say probably concerned the whisper to Liv.
The door to the control room opened and a dark-haired man with a silver bionic arm walked in. Winter Soldier. "I had wondered where everyone was." he said and then caught sight of Liv. "New recruit I see. I'm Bucky, but you can call me Winter." he said, and extended his good right hand to Liv.
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Trial basis. It seemed like a potentially nerve-wracking idea. How was she going to be able to balance her own life with the life of an Avenger? Would she get paid to be on the team? Would she be working the bar as well to supplement her income? Would SHIELD be employing her? The analytics felt like they were going to wrack her brain apart, but she did try and focus.
Natashas smile was disarming, though she understood that this was not a woman to be underestimated. If she and Clint really were human, which they appeared to be, then they were humans working alongside a host of people with advantages. But the idea that Natasha and Clint might train her in any kind of fighting was helpful. Most Liv could do as it was mostly included throwing an idiot out of her bar or punching the morons who hit on her.
Sure thing, Nat. She nodded warmly, pushing back her purple locks nervously. Though when Steve whispered, she turned a brilliant shade of crimson. It was impossible to hide it.
So it was a relief, then, when the Winter Soldier walked in. He was intimidating in the same way that Steve was, and his energy output felt similar. Save for the bionic arm, of course. But she was able to ignore it, not even batting an eyelash as she reached out and shook his hand warmly with a smile.
Winter? Sorry to steal everyone. Maybe Tony will stop talking about me now. Liv grinned a bit, cocking an eyebrow at Tony. Not that she hated it, but she certainly wasnt excited about having been a topic of conversation. All this attention was very new to her.
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Cap didn't miss the blush and neither did anyone else and another glance passed between Nat and Clint. Winter just managed a stiff smile. His mood seemed a little more sobering than the others. "Nice to meet you...?" Bucky said, since Liv still hadn't told him her name, though he could surmise who she was. She was hard to miss and Stark had mentioned her before.
"This is Olivia Hutton."Cap said, speaking up on her behalf, his tone a little off as he looked between Bucky and Liv.
"Nice to meet you Liv. Sorry I missed your demonstration. Perhaps you can show me another time." he said, and reached out to give her shoulder a squeeze. This time it was obvious that Steve stiffened up a bit but he didn't say anything.
"She should probably fill out a little bit of paperwork."Steve said."We've brought her on for a trial time period Bucky and we need to make sure everything is in order."Cap said.
"I could help her with that. I'm free for a little bit, and I'm pretty sure Fury wanted to speak to you." Winter said, and looked at Liv as he gestured to the door. "If you want to follow me I can get you started." he said.
Steve normally would have protested but now was not the time and if Fury wanted to talk to him that meant something was going on."You'll be in very capable hands with Winter. I'll be back as soon as I can."Steve said and let his hand draw across her lower back briefly. Then, with a nod to the others, Cap was off.
Once he left Nat smiled at Liv. "You must have made quite an impression. I've never seen Cap like that."
"She has her charms I'm sure." Stark chimed in, and then stood. "I need to get back to Pepper. We have a lunch date and I've had to cancel the last half dozen times or so. Once more and she'll have my balls."
"Whohasn'tseen your balls Tony?" Nat joked and then winked at Liv, happy to give the barbs as much as Tony gave them. "C'mon Liv, I'll go with you and Winter. Get you started." Nat said.
Leading Liv out of the control room, Winter and Nat brought her to a set of offices and soon had the reuisite paperwork. " It's not much, but you get a regular stipend every month, paid by the government, funded by the taxpayers. So I would recommend possibly quitting your bartendign job. You don't have to, but it helps since you'll be on call 24/7." Nat explained.
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Olivia, yes, right sorry She shook her head, feeling silly. She was completely out of her element and felt like shed lost the ability to function. Maybe she just needed more caffeine. She sure as hell needed something. What that was? She wasnt entirely sure. All of this was making her head spin. And meeting Bucky was certainly no small thing. The man had been plastered on the news, and she was aware of what he was capable of. He seemed quite the opposite of Steve, though she knew they were friends. Close friends, at that.
When Steve left, Olivia felt herself shrink. She was relying on him to make her feel stable, and he had to head out. But she understood, and Winter was apparently a good substitute.
Natashas words were filled with question, though Olivia shrugged, I guess so. I dont quite know about charms, Tony. She raised an eyebrow as the man behind the machine, so to speak, made his leave.
Liv was quiet as she followed Nat and Winter, quick to listen to her words as she explained the stipend. Honestly, she was sure that shed make more than what she did at the bartending gig. More than that, Tony had even made mention of giving her living quarters within Headquarters. Liv imagined that it might feel stifling to live in such a fortress, but it would also grant her certain access. Shed have more available to her, living in the Headquarters.
I dont mind being on call I just I worry, Nat. She glanced up at the redhead, feeling nervous, This isnt my life. The second my stepfather realizes what Im doing, Avengers are going to have the US Senate down their throat. Im not sure Im worth it.
Leaning back in the chair shed taken, Liv pushed back the ample purple hair. She had never been afraid to live her life on her own terms, but she was afraid to bring others in. What she had was a gift, and while she didnt want to squander it she also didnt really know what to do. This was uncharted territory.
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"It's natural to be a little nervous Liv. I wouldn't worry so much about the Senate, stepfather or no. One branch of the government or the other is always down our throats about something." Nat told her.
Winter just chuckled. "Or using us, or down our throats fornotletting them use us." he chimed in.
"That too." Nat confirmed and took a seat next to Liv. The paperwork was pretty self explanatory but Liv helped her out a little and explained a bit more as they went along. Winter, Bucky, got up to get a cup of coffee, and brought some back to the girls if they wanted it. The man seemed rather intense and not as relaxed as Steve seemed to be. Always alert, like he might snap at any moment, and his dark eyes remained settled on Liv in a manner that might remind one of a predator.
Once the paperwork had been filled out Nat smiled and took it. "I'll go get that filed for you. If you think you want to, then I can have Bucky, excuse me,Winter, show you around some more. I know you haven't made the fnal decision yet, but he could show you where you might live, the rec room, things like that." she offered.
Winter finished the last of his small cup of coffee and stood, extending a hand to Liv. "I'd be happy to show you around." he said, and motioned for her to join him. There was no command in the gesture, just a quiet confidence that she'd stand and either take his hand or follow him. Of course, unless she wanted to be left sitting in the room by herself, she didn't have much option either.
Winter didn't seem to smile much but he was friendly enough, and showed her several of the rooms available to her; from the cafeteria to the workout room, to the rec room (complete with an Avengers pinball machine and several video games), as well as the living quarters area. All were well appointed and Winter pointed out his bunk, as it were, a small apartment that would be just down the hall from where Liv's would be.