The Rose and Dagger

Dirty deeds

Fisk sat back and lit a cigar, "Now Barron, why exactly should I grant you my lovely niece's hand?"
The Barron smiled. He was charming and handsome just like any good villain should be, but his brown eyes were cold and emotionless, "Mr. Fisk I had the great pleasure to meet Rain a few years ago; when you first invited me to discuss business. I found her to be polite, intelligent and well bred. She reminded my of my first wife..."
He wistfully stared off a moment his eyes briefly thawed, "I believe I could be a good husband and she undoubtedly a good wife and mother."
Fisk smiled. It was no secret that the Barron Helmut Von Zemo lost his family during a skirmish between Soviet forces and Ukrainian forces. Nor was it a secret he refused to take another wife or lover; for him to want to entertain the idea made him wonder; Fisk took a long drag from his cigar. Rain did bare a resemblance to his dead wife, "And in return for her hand what do I gain?"
Zemo grinned evilly; it was well known Fisk craved power, "Unrestricted access to trade goods and services in Sokovia."
Fisk leaned forward, "Rain is currently exploring her options in life; I will see she understands that her best choice is a future with you."
Zemo nodded, "Shall we drink on it?"
Fisk nodded, "To family."
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Steve and Bucky entered into the foray of their home and were met by a giggling pair.
Bucky rolled his eyes, "Sam... Your zipper is down."
Sam blushed and quickly zipped up. Nat laughed, "Rain fell asleep in the big room."
Steve softly smiled, "Buck can you fill them in; I'm going wake our sleeping beauty."
Nat raised an eyebrow, "Mmm."
Bucky sighed, "Make sure she knows the flowers are from me too!"
He lead them to the kitchen nook as Steve made his way to the big room.
As Steve came around the corner and sat the vase of flowers down he saw her asleep peacefully. In her hand was a loosely held book. When he looked to see what it was.
Steve quietly chuckled. He found one of his not so secret indulgences; bad, trashy and very steamy romance novels.
This one was a paranormal MFM. The heroine was a plus sized curvy beauty who accidentally stumbled into the faerie realm where a dragon shifter finds her the same time as his friend a wolf shifter. Both men claim her as their fated mate.
The plot was pretty decent, but the sex scenes always made him very... Well he hoped Rain would be willing to recreate a few of his favorite scenes.
He carefully sat beside her. He brushed her hair from her face. She looked too innocent for the life she had.
Rain cuddled into his hand. Steve was torn he wanted to wake her with kisses, he was afaird he would scare her. "Hey angel can you wake up for me."
Rain sighed blinking open her eyes, "Hmm? Steve?"
Steve smiled seeing her midnight blue eyes glassy with what must have been a good rest, "Hey angel."
Rain sat up adjusting her glasses that went crocked during her nap, "What time is it?"
Steve brushed a lock of hair away, "It's about 5pm."
Rain's face paled a little, "Really? I didn't mean to sleep all day away. I'm sorry."
Steve's heart broke a little, "Rain you needed the rest; clearly."
Rain chuckled, "Yeah, but I had big ideas of baking cookies for you and Bucky to come home too."
Bucky came around the corner and grinned, "Cookies? Ooo; what kind?"
Rain smiled, "Hey Bucky... Ah I don't know. I didn't even look to see what was in stock." Laughing she lifted the book, "I sorta got distracted."
Steve blushed because his not so secret secret was about to be revealed.
Bucky chuckled, "Ah you found Steve's stash of house wife porn."
Rain shyly smiled at Steve, "It's always the quiet ones huh?"
Steve blushed and stood helping Rain up, "Well... What's the old saying; like recognizes like."
Rain turned pink. Bucky picked up the book and read the back cover, "A menage a trios... Interesting."
Both Steve and Rain blushed and Bucky laughed. He licked his lips and let his imagination soar, "Mmm we should order in tonight to celebrate Rain."
Steve was greatful Bucky changed the subject, "Rain do you like Italian?"
Rain smiled, "I do."
Bucky grinned walking by Rain and kissing her cheek, "I know just the place. You help Steve pick some wine and I'll order."
Rain bit her bottom lip and nodded as Steve lead the way to the wine cellar, "Oh wow what beautiful flowers!"
Both men stopped as Rain admired them. "Bucky and I thought you might like them." Steve sheepishly said.
Rain's eyes went wide with surprise, "They're for me?"
Bucky nodded, "We weren't sure what you'd like."
Rain smiled, "I love them! And they're all mostly blue which is my favorite color. I never got flowers before."
Rain a babbled a bit, but neither man minded.
Rain paused and kissed Steve then Bucky on the cheek, "They're perfect."
Both men blushed. Bucky held Rain's hand, "I... You're most welcome."
Steve took her other hand, "If you want I'll arrange flowers everyday."
Rain laughed, "Not necessary, but thank you both for making me feel at home."
Bucky's heart melted and he desperately wanted to reassure her, but he wasn't very good with words.
Steve smiled, "As long as you wish it... This is your home."
Rain's heart beat a little faster. She blinked. If wasn't already she was starting to fall for both and she didn't know what to do. She couldn't choose; so she took a step back, "Well... Ah Bucky better order the food huh?"
The spell was broken for now, but both men swore to reweave and have their wicked ways with her.