Well, with all the kink memes floating around lately, a thought occurred to me. What about the Rare Pairs of the Marvel Universe? Isn't it time to give Deadpool/Iron Man some love? Or how about Hawkeye Squared (that's Clint/Kate if you're wondering)? We've all got hard (or impossible) to find pairings stored in our heads, so why not let them out
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“No.” Her belt clattered on the floor and she slipped her pants down to her knees.
“That’s far enough.” She gasped as his fingers delved into her. There was no hesitation, no testing the waters. He went for the jugular and in no time she was pushing back against his hand, moaning softly. “So eager.” There was something clinical in his voice, something detached, but she couldn’t bring herself to care. “Bend over.” His tone left no room for argument or questions and she obeyed as she always expected others to do when she spoke. She felt him press against her, the metal of the armor he had not felt the need to remove was almost icy against her skin and she shivered. “Does it frighten you, Miss Frost, to be at my mercy? To know that there is nothing I could not do to you in this moment and that there is nothing you could possibly do to stop me?”
He didn’t give her a chance to answer as he slammed into her. She cried out as he set a brutal pace. “Perhaps that is what you want.” His voice nearly echoed in the blackness of the room. “Perhaps you require a… firm hand.” She screamed as his hand came down across her ass. “Is your lover so weak that he cannot keep you in line, Miss Frost?”
“No…” She moaned the word and a moment later, her body trembled around him. She barely had a moment to draw a breath before her muscles pulled taut, forcing a strangled cry from her throat as she came.
The world blurred for her. She lost track of how many times she’d came by the time she felt the telltale tremor that signaled the end was near. Finally a low growl escaped Doom and he emptied himself into her.
As soon as he let go of her, her knees gave out. She nearly laughed. Emma Frost, CEO, former White Queen of the Inner Circle, curled up on the floor like a deflowered teenager. She found her belt in the dark and began to clothing.
She blinked into the light when Victor opened the door again. “I think, Miss Frost that these meetings may not be the waste of time I thought they would be.”
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I could HEAR Doom's bombastic laughter in my ears. I could see Emma following, setting her own pace, then getting totally thrown off her game in the darkness. A billion bonus points for them doing it in the dark. I mean Doom's issues are many but THAT. YES.
Doom's voice was the hottest thing ever in this. "There is nothing in your path" and omg the epic one: "Does it frighten you, Miss Frost, to be at my mercy? To know that there is nothing I could not do to you in this moment and that there is nothing you could possibly do to stop me?" KLDJfslakjfkl jsdfajkj3ruo 3hwkjfksjdfas;dfk;klasj;dfakjdf
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Yay for another successful crack pairing! :D
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DOOM DEMANDS IT.
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Me likey. The piece was short, but enough.
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