Paint it Black

The dungeon

Underground the sprawling mansion, the cold, damp air clung to the walls, and a palpable sense of dread hung heavy as Steve Rogers and James Barnes descended a narrow, dimly lit staircase. Their footsteps echoed ominously against the stone steps as they made their way to the depths of the mansion, where secrets were extracted and alliances tested. The staircase spiraled downward, winding into the heart of the mansion's darkest secrets. Steve and James walked side by side, their faces etched with determination, their attire immaculate yet inconspicuous, bearing no outward signs of their true intentions. "So...what was with the blonde from last night?" Steve breaks the silence.

Dim lights flickered along the corridor walls, casting eerie shadows that danced as they proceeded. The faint echoes of distant voices and the distant drip of water echoed ominously. "What about her?" James replies. "She looked like she was fun" Steve says. At the bottom of the staircase, a heavily guarded door loomed. Steve and James stopped at the door, and James gave him a guilty smirk. "Why Steve? You want a turn?" James quips as he winks at him. "Fuck! You did the thing didn't you?" Steve replied, then shared a knowing glance. Screams could be heard on the other side of the door. Another idiot begging for his life. "It's an effective move Steve" James replied.

"And...how'd this one take it?" Steve inquires. "Fuck I love the sounds they make when they beg" James replied with a sinister smile. "Jesus...did you call her a good girl after?" Steve asked, while stretching and preparing to walk through the door. "I couldn't help it Steve...she was a VERY good fucking girl" James responds as he opens the door and goes to walk through. They both stop in their tracks, heads cocking to the side.

Steve crosses his arms, and laughs. "Now that...that's a fucking impressive amount of blood!" An overly excited grin spreading on his face. "Wade..." James greets his executioner. "What's up fuck nuggets" Deadpool replies, spinning a blade in his hand.

In the center of the chamber, bound and bloodied, was an unfortunate captive, a member of a rival mafia family. His eye widens with a mix of terror and defiance as Steve and James approached, their presence sending a shiver down his spine. Steve and James were no strangers to the brutal rituals of their world, but Wade, aka Deadpool, had a very over the top way of completing his tasks.

Steve stopped in his tracks, looking up at Deadpool. "Wade! Why the fuck is he missing an eye already?!" Wades glance quickly goes between their hostage and Steve, until he finally responds "um....I got excited...and may have forgotten that's your favorite part Steve...my bad princess." Steve looks at James, who is standing against the wall looking annoyed.

"Can we have the room please? I have somewhere to be and I need this to be quick" James says to Deadpool.

"Ruh-roe....cranky pants" Deadpool banters, further frustrating James. "Jesus, Wade go! I will let you know when we're ready for you again".  Steve snaps.

Wade places his blade in the sheathe on his belt and starts to back out of the room while giving Steve the middle finger. "Hey...you gonna let me suck it this time when I come back, Steve?" Then slams the door.

Steve looks at James, who can't help but laugh. "Why did you hire him again?" Steve asks, while trying to hold back his laughter.

"You didn't answer his question, Steve" James says grinning back at Steve.

Despite their banter, Steve and James knew that their actions were a necessary evil in the cutthroat world of the mafia. They were masters of manipulation and intimidation, using every tool at their disposal to maintain control and protect their empire, even if it meant delving into the darkest corners of their own souls.

"Stand him up" James tells Steve. "Hold him still". Their captive can barely hold his head up. James snaps directly in his face. "Hey...eyes up here...oh sorry, eye" he says. The man cannot lift his head, so James grabs his hair and forces him to look him in the face.

"I'm not going to continue to ask you, Rio. Who the fuck tried to interfere with my shipment?" James asks sternly. James looks up at Steve, and shakes his head, signaling he's getting nothing from this guy. Steve gave James a nod, and James takes a step back.

"What? What's wrong?" Steve asks James. "Nothing I just...I really like this shirt" James replies before he backhands Rio, blood spraying from the wounds on his face.

"Like I would tell you, Barnes!" Rio yells at him. "Listen glory hole, he's a lot more tame than I am. So you may want to answer his questions. If not, he's gonna walk out of here and Wade and I are going to create another fuck hole in your face" Steve replies.

"If I talk....My people do worse. So bring it bitch" Rio spits at James. "let him go" James tells Steve as he balls his fits, and connects with Rio's stomach. As he falls forward, James grabs his head, knees him in the face and boots him across the room.

There's a knock on the door, "boss?" a female voice calls. "Not now, Nat. He's a little busy" Steve yells. "I wasn't talking to you pretty boy" she replies through the door.

"Pretty boy!" Steve mouths to James in excitement. "Better than Pussy" James laughs.

"Pussy suits him" Rio replies, breathing hard. "Shut the fuck up" James snaps as he kicks Rio in the face.

James turns to walk out of the room, "Hey you got this?" He asks Steve. "Stupid fucking question bro" Steve replies, offended. James grabs the door handle, "How would you like it finished?" Steve asks.

"Stupid fucking question" James says, Steve giving him a puzzled look. "Fuck hole" James smiles and walks out.

"I just got you that shirt, Buck" Nat complains, seeing the blood stains. "Sorry" James replies, giving her a smile. As they make their way down the hallway, James stops and knocks on an door simply marked with a unicorn picture, then continues walking.

Deadpool exits, and skips back to the other room and opens the door. "Ok Glory hole don't get too excited, I get his dick first!" Deadpool says as he shuts the door.

Steve: "WADE!"

James and Nat look back at the room, and continue to walk. "So what's so important you had to pull me out of there?" James asks Nat.

"There's a few things LA needs to talk to you about. Some repairs on the building, Clint needs to see you, Miami has your payment, and...."

"She still here?" James interrupts her. "Car came and picked her up 20 minutes ago" Nat replies. "She was cute". James just smiles, knowing Lexi was more Nat's type than a man was.

"Just say it, Nat" James laughs. "You must have a magic dick, Bucky, cause the sounds she was making last night made the whole neighborhood say damn!" James laughter filled the foyer.

"Guess you'll never know" James grins as he starts walking up the stairs to shower.  He stops and calls down to Nat, "hey...maybe if you're nice I'll share"

"Oh how generous....so she has a magic pussy?" Nat quips back. James quirks his eyebrow, and gives a quick nod of his head, smiling and heads back up to his room.