Al bursts out laughing as soon as she sees my room. "Love what you've done with it" she giggles. I roll my eyes at her "I know. Stark truly is a decor mastermind" "Nice bed" she says jumping on it. "I know, and it's even better with you on it" tackling her from behind I make us both fall down. Al lets out a scream of surprise but recovers quickly.
"Oh it's on" she starts tickling me mercilessly making me laugh so hard my eyes water. I try to tickle her back but it's hopeless. Finally I have had enough and surrender. "P-Pleas s-stop. I-I surrender. I surrender!" I shout making Al stop.
Still laughing she hugs me and we lay there sprawled over the bed the sheets tangled around us just enjoying the moment. "I'm glad your here" I whisper to Al hugging her arm that's wrapped around me. "Me to" she says kissing the top of my head.
We lay there for a moment until Al starts trailing kisses on my forehead, down my cheek, along my jawline and down my neck till she reaches my sweet spot. A moan slips through my lips as she slowly kisses then starts sucking the spot just above my collarbone. Oh you know, the spot.
"Al" I breath out. "You know, they probably have security cameras. A-and I'm not sure if the door is locked-" "Oh shut up. I've been waiting to do this all day" then she brings her lips to my lips successfully shutting me up.
Kissing Al has always been like been like playing with... well I'm not really sure. Her lips feel like they are spreading some kind of toxic through my body with every touch. Some kind of liquid firework spreading through my veins. And every where her hands touch me she ignites it with sparks of fire. So basically, she makes me feel like I'm going to explode.
I kiss Al hungrily back and our make-out session escalates quickly. She licks my lips asking for entrance and before I can even grant it to her, she slides her hands down to my ass and squeezes making me gasp. Not wasting the opportunity she slides her tongue into my mouth. She tastes like chocolate and coffee, and now that shes kissing me, those are my favorite tastes.
Al slips her hands under my top running her hands down my back. But just as I'm about to button open her dress shirt a beep at my wrist stops me. Small text scrolls over the screen of my digital watch/Eva. 'People coming near. Just letting you know miss'
Huffing in annoyance I roll of Al and sit up besides her. "There coming" I tell her and her confused and a little bit hurt face turns into understanding. Quickly buttoning her shirt she stands up from the bed, with a bit of trouble as it is so low. I can't help but stare at her ass when she gets up, the formfitting pencil skirt riding up her thighs. She pulls it down and turns back towards me.
Rolling of the bed I clumsily stand up, wobbling a little when I finally get up. Al walks over to me and starts running her hand through my hair trying to smooth it down, and unfortunately failing. Giving up she hooks her thumbs through my belt loops and pulls me close. She smells like some kind of flower, (I'm not sure what flower I'm not so good at that) and warm. I'm not sure how to describe it but everyone knows the smell of warm skin. That sounds creepy.
"You ready?" she asks me looking supportingly at me with those spring green eyes. "Ready if you are" I sigh and she gives me a peck to the lips just as the door opens and black widow steps in. "It's Fury. He has got something to tell us. All of us" she says shooting a glance at Al and the leaving the room. Grabbing my hand Al pulls me after her.
"Agent Watson, Miss Thorne how nice of you to finally join us" the Pirate says when we step into the room. He's standing in the middle looking as gloomy as ever in his big leather jacket. I'm actually a bit jealous of that coat, just think about how much stuff you could put in there, you'd never have to use a purse again!
Anyway the avengers are scattered around the room Steve and Banner sitting on the sofas, Clint and Natasha are standing against the wall and Stark who is at the mini bar pouring a drink. Of course.
"Director" I mutter as I head to the only free sofa left and sit down. Al sits down beside me and squeezes my hand reassuringly. I answer the squeeze and look up at Fury who is pressing a few buttons on a tablet making the tv light up and show a picture of a very familiar guy.
Loki.
Hes got a metal thing covering his mouth but I can still see that hes smirking at the camera. Hes dirty and bloody, his clothes are torn but somehow he still manages to look superior.
"Loki has escaped" blunt Patches says. A series of whats and hows echo through the room but I cant seem to be able to say anything. Memories from the Battle of New York flash through my mind. People screaming and running, a little boy crying trying to lift rubble of his dead mom. A man thorn in half. Me trying to save as many people as I could but the monsters were to many.
And then the burning pain as one of the chitauri stabbed his sphere through my shoulder. My hand flutters up to my left shoulder where a thick scar runs along the line of my collarbone and curves back to the shoulder blade. The neck muscle was cut practically in half, but shield fixed it to almost perfection. But sometimes when I lift my arm too high I feel a burning hot pain, just as I would be stabbed all over again.
The avengers had noticed my scars, I noticed the noticing, but didn't say anything. One good thing about living with them, they understand pain. Al sees what I'm thinking, she always does some how, and squeezes my hand. Somehow, I can't squeeze back.
Fury's voice snaps me out of the flash backs. "We have some new information, Loki has supposedly been controlled by another alien. But, there is no evidence of this, so for now, he is a dangerous, and responsible. All we know is that hes back on earth and we need to find him. And I want you, to do it. All the information you need is in the file and agent Hill will be helping you on this one." he says and starts leaving for the exit. But before hes there Al calls after him.
"Director Fury!" she says standing up. He turns around raising an eyebrow at her. "I'd like to help on this one." she says looking at him with confidence. He just nods and tuns to leave again. "One more thing" this time, I'm the one talking. Fury doesn't bother to turn around this time just continues to the elevator. "What's the other guys name" I call after him.
He steps into the elevator and just as the doors are closing he tells us.
"Hypnos"
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A/N: Hii, and first of all I'M SO SORRY! I haven't updated in a while because I was saling and then I wasn't sure how I wanted the story to continue. But I did it, I've got a clear path.
And one other thing, I will start dedicating my chapters to the most active people so make sure to vote and comment!
This chapter is dedicated to Ninja_of_Mischief thank you so much for your support!!
~Love, Mama Magic
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