A/N : Throw your powerstone and your review. Don't be stingy like Hetty Green. :p
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After Howard finished giving them the grand tour, he checked his watch and let out a small sigh.
"Alright, I think I can leave you here on your own now," he said casually.
Allen raised an eyebrow. "Hey, where are you going? Why the rush?"
Howard slipped his hands into his coat pockets. "My wife's pregnant, remember? She asked me to come home early tonight. Apparently, I'm not allowed to miss dinner anymore," he replied with a half-amused smile. "Doctor's orders—or rather, wife's orders."
Allen chuckled. "Ohhh, right, I forgot about that. Well then, by the way, congratulations on the baby—and sorry for only saying it now."
"Thanks, buddy," Howard said sincerely. "And if you need anything, just call the number of the assistant I gave you earlier. Don't blow up the lab on your first day."
"No promises," Allen shot back lightly.
Howard laughed, then turned and headed toward his car. Within moments, the engine started, and he drove off, leaving the S.H.I.E.L.D. base behind.
The evening air grew quieter.
Most of the soldiers stationed at the facility had already started to turn in for the night. The once-busy corridors were gradually growing quiet, footsteps fading as the base shifted into its evening routine.
Allen stood there for a moment, hands in his pockets, glancing around the facility that would now become his new playground.
"Well," he muttered softly, "looks like it's just us now."
Raviel folded her arms, a playful smile forming on her lips. She was currently wearing Allen's work jacket, slightly oversized on her frame, clearly teasing him on purpose.
"So, darling… what are you planning to do now?" she asked sweetly.
Without waiting for his full response, she slipped her hand into his and gently led him toward their private quarters.
Mikaela stepped closer on his other side, lightly nudging him. "Yeah, genius. Are you going to start building something tonight… or are we finally going to get some proper time together?"
Allen smirked faintly.
"Oh, when it comes to that, I'm not sure which one I should choose now.?"
"In that case, let me choose it for you," Mikaela said.
Not long after the bedroom door closed tightly, Mikaela and Raviel immediately pounced on Allen like two predators thirsty for blood. Mikaela, with her long wavy black hair, pushed Allen against the wall while her lips pressed firmly against the man's neck, lightly biting his warm skin. Raviel, with her sexier body and glowing blue eyes, followed from the other side, her hands creeping to Allen's chest, squeezing the firm muscles there while kissing his lips fiercely, her tongue invading without mercy.
They were like female predator in heat, their breaths hot and rapid, their bodies pressing tightly against Allen's sturdy body. Mikaela chuckled softly between kisses, her hands trailing down Allen's stomach, feeling every curve of the six-pack muscles that hardened under her touch.
"You're ours tonight," she whispered hoarsely, her bite leaving a red mark on Allen's shoulder. Raviel didn't want to lose; she licked along Allen's jawline, then went down to his chest, her tongue circling the man's nipple, making him groan softly.
Allen, who was initially surprised, was quickly ignited by their passion. His body reacted instantly—his cock starting to harden behind his pants, pressing against the tight fabric.
He returned Mikaela's kiss with full enthusiasm, his hands grabbing the woman's hips, pulling her closer until he felt Mikaela's full breasts pressing against his chest.
"You two are crazy," Allen muttered with a naughty smile, but his voice was already hoarse with desire. He twisted his body, capturing Raviel's lips again, their tongues battling in a long wet kiss.
Raviel pushed Allen to the bed, making him fall flat on his back with both women crawling on top of him.
Mikaela climbed onto his lap, rubbing her thigh against Allen's crotch, feeling the hard bulge there. "Ready for us?" she asked while unbuttoning Allen's shirt one by one, revealing the muscular chest that glistened with thin sweat. She licked his nipple again, biting it gently until Allen squirmed.
Meanwhile, Raviel took off her own clothes, revealing a thin black bra that wrapped around her round breasts. She grabbed Allen's hand, guiding his fingers to her pants, making the man rub her already wet vagina through the thin fabric.
"Ahhh yeahh... feel how much I want it," Raviel moaned, her hips rocking slowly, rubbing herself against Allen's hand. Allen couldn't hold back anymore; he tore off Raviel's bra, releasing her breasts that bounced out, then immediately sucked on one of them, his tongue swirling around the hardening nipple.
Mikaela also took off her clothes, her short skirt came off, leaving only red panties that were already damp. She went lower, quickly unbuckling Allen's belt, pulling down his pants' zipper.
Allen's thick and long cock sprang out immediately, its veins bulging prominently, the head glistening with pre-ejaculate fluid. "Look at this, seems like you're just as impatient..." Mikaela said, bending down, her tongue flicking over the tip of his cock, making Allen groan loudly.
Raviel joined in, the two of them alternating licks along Allen's shaft, their mouths wet and hot.
Mikaela sucked the head deep into her mouth, her throat adjusting as she took in half its length, while Raviel lapped at his balls, sucking them gently one by one.
Allen gripped their hair, his hips bucking upward, shoving his cock deeper into Mikaela's mouth. "God, you two... don't stop," he gasped, his hand reaching for Mikaela's breast, squeezing it roughly, pinching the nipple until she moaned around him.
Not satisfied with just oral, Raviel climbed onto Allen's face, pressing her pussy against his lips. "Lick me, Allen," she commanded, and he obeyed instantly, his tongue delving into her wet folds, lapping hungrily at her clit.
Raviel moaned, her hips grinding, rubbing herself against his face as his tongue swirled and probed deeper.
Meanwhile, Mikaela stripped off the rest of her clothes, revealing her sexy body to Allen. Her skin glowed under the bedroom light, curves accentuated by the shadows, her full breasts heaving with each breath.
"Since when did you get that tattoo?" Allen said, somewhat shocked, because right above her pussy was his name inked: 'Allen'.
"Heehee," Mikaela just laughed without answering, climbing onto Allen's lap, positioning her pussy over his cock, then lowering herself slowly, feeling every inch stretch and fill her.
This definitely made Allen shake his head, 'this naughty girl,' he thought.
Plop...
plop...
plop...
"Ahh... it's so big," Mikaela groaned, starting to move her hips up and down, pumping Allen's cock inside her. The slick sounds echoed as her juices coated him, her walls clenching tightly around his girth.
The room filled with moans, gasps, and the wet slapping of their bodies colliding. Allen thrust his hips up, slamming deeper into Mikaela, while his tongue kept working on Raviel, flicking her clit relentlessly, making the woman tremble as she neared her peak. Her thighs quivered around his head, her fingers digging into his hair to hold him in place.
Mikaela sped up her movements, her hands squeezing her own breasts, nipples hard and protruding. "I'm gonna cum... Allen, fuck me harder!" she cried out, and Allen obliged, his hands slapping her ass, leaving red handprints on her pale skin.
Each smack made her pussy tighten more, drawing him in deeper.
Raviel came first, her juices flooding Allen's face as she screamed, her body convulsing in waves of pleasure. She slid down, switching places with Mikaela, who now joined in licking Raviel's dripping pussy while Allen continued to thrust upward.
Allen's climax built rapidly, his cock throbbing inside Mikaela.
"I'm almost there... you two, ready?" he rasped. Both women grinned wickedly; Mikaela lifted off, letting Raviel take her turn, her tight pussy swallowing Allen's cock whole in one smooth motion. Raviel's walls gripped him like a vice, milking every ridge and vein as she sank down.
They took turns riding him, their hands roaming over each other, fingers tweaking nipples, lips crashing in heated kisses above Allen's body.
Raviel bounced faster, her ass slapping against his thighs, while Mikaela ground her soaked pussy against his thigh for friction, her tattoo glistening with sweat and arousal.
Allen's hands roamed freely—one gripping Raviel's hip to guide her rhythm, the other sliding between Mikaela's legs to rub her clit in tight circles.
The air grew thicker with their scents, a mix of sweat, sex, and raw need. "Fuck, you feel incredible," Allen growled, his voice strained as he fought to hold back.
Raviel leaned forward, her breasts brushing his chest, capturing his mouth in a sloppy kiss while she rode him harder.
Mikaela watched with hungry eyes, her fingers dipping into her own pussy, then offering them to Allen to suck clean. He did, tasting her sweetness, which only pushed him closer to the edge.
Not wanting to end it yet, Mikaela pushed Raviel gently to the side, reclaiming Allen's cock.
She positioned herself reverse, her back to his chest, and sank down, giving him a perfect view of her ass as she worked him. Allen's hands spread her cheeks, a thumb teasing her tight rear entrance, making her gasp and clench.
"You like that?" he murmured, pressing just enough to hint at more. Mikaela nodded frantically, her movements wilder, the plopping sounds louder as she chased her second orgasm. Raviel, recovering, straddled Allen's face again, but this time facing Mikaela, so they could kiss over him, tongues tangling while their bodies moved in sync.
The intensity built like a storm. Allen's balls tightened, the pressure unbearable. He thrust up savagely into Mikaela, his thumb circling her ass more insistently.
"Cum with me," he demanded, and she did—her pussy spasming around him, cries muffled against Raviel's lips.
Finally, Allen couldn't hold back; he groaned loudly, erupting hot spurts of cum deep into Raviel as she had switched back at the last second, her pussy overflowing with his seed. Thick ropes filled her, leaking out around his shaft as she ground down, savoring every pulse.
Mikaela leaned in immediately, licking the excess from where they joined, her tongue cleaning Allen's cock as he softened slightly, then dipping into Raviel's pussy to lap up the creamy mix.
Raviel lay beside him, panting, her glowing blue eyes half-lidded in satisfaction, but already sparking with renewed hunger.
But the night was far from over—the two women exchanged a knowing glance, their bodies still flushed and ready.
Mikaela crawled up Allen's body, nipping at his neck. "Round two?" she purred, her hand stroking him back to hardness.
Raviel nodded, her fingers tracing patterns on his chest. "We've got all night to drain you dry."
Allen chuckled breathlessly, pulling them both close. "Bring it on."
The room echoed with their laughter, quickly turning to moans as hands and mouths explored anew.
Mikaela guided his reviving cock to her entrance again, but this time slower, teasing, while Raviel positioned herself for him to finger her from behind.
The cycle reignited, promises of endless pleasure hanging in the air.
As the hours stretched, they shifted positions fluidly—Mikaela on all fours, Allen pounding into her from behind while she ate out Raviel, who arched back against the headboard. Sweat slicked their skin, making every slide and thrust smoother, more intoxicating. Allen's stamina surprised even him, fueled by their insatiable energy.
Raviel's turn came next; she bent over the edge of the bed, ass high, begging for it. Allen obliged, slamming in deep, his hands pulling her hips back to meet each thrust.
Mikaela watched, touching herself, then joined by sucking Raviel's swinging breasts, adding to the symphony of slaps, sucks, and screams.
They came hard, one orgasm after another, like waves crashing through their bodies. They shook and trembled as their fluids mixed in a wet, glorious mess.
By the time the first light of dawn slipped through the curtains, they collapsed in a tangled pile. Their arms and legs wrapped around each other, breaths slowing in tired bliss.
But even then, Mikaela's hand lazily stroked Allen's cock, whispering promises of morning sex. In this fantasy, exhaustion was just a short break before the next rush of lust.
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Meanwhile, as Allen continued enjoying his time with his women, the Avengers were preparing to change history itself.
Tony Stark, Steve Rogers, Scott Lang, Natasha Romanoff, Clint Barton, Rocket, Thor, James Rhodes, Nebula, and Bruce Banner stood side by side on the Quantum Platform. The air was thick with tension, anticipation, and just a hint of fear. This wasn't just another mission.
This was the Time Heist.
Scott adjusted his helmet nervously while glancing at the others. Thor rolled his shoulders, Stormbreaker resting against his arm. Tony checked the readings on his gauntlet one last time. No one joked. No one smiled.
Steve stepped forward, his expression steady, the weight of the world resting on his shoulders like always.
"You guys ready?" he asked firmly.
One by one, they nodded.
Tony gave a small smirk. "Let's go break time."
Steve took a breath. "Alright. See you in five minutes."
On his signal, the Quantum suits activated. In a flash of shimmering blue energy, their bodies began to shrink rapidly, dissolving into streams of light as they were pulled into the Quantum Realm.
And just like that… they were gone.