Miss Hydra [Comprehensive Anglo-American]

"Who are you..."

"Who am I..."

In the whispers of the two, warmth and heat came together.

The brim of the hood touched Bucky's forehead and was pushed back a little. He just met the girl's peacock blue eyes, like a blue nebula shimmering with sandy light in the night.

The warm lips pressed against the corners of his lips, and the white teeth leaked a little bit, biting the corners of his lips.

The hand that was touching his cheek also slid past his ear, the elbow was stretched casually on his shoulder, and the palm was attached to the other shoulder blade.

She bit the corner of his lip, tore it lightly, and pulled out a little bit of the lip meat. Because there was no force, his lip slipped out from between her teeth again. The girl was not very happy, and bit again like punishment. .

After she retracted between her teeth, the man subconsciously licked the bitten part.

There is a bit of shine left on the lips.

Ollivander didn't move anymore, she didn't know what funny things she thought of, she just giggled against the dimple of his cheek, in the silent enchantment, the low and hoarse laughter was very provocative, matching the The warm breath exhaled between the lips, teeth and nose, and the hotter temperature burned from the lower abdomen.

The reaction inside his body was so vivid, Bucky subconsciously moved a little closer to her, rubbing his cheek against her, touching the delicate skin.

She is as bright as a pearl in the night.

"слива..." The girl was a little itchy by his brown hair falling on her cheeks, and turned to the side.

The tips of the noses bumped together, as if even the breathing was mixed.

Ollivander's hand tightened and then loosened, the spiritual scepter in his hand was flowing, and it was pressed against Bucky's chest, barely touching it.

It seems to be longing for something, waiting for something, ready to go, just around the corner.

Then Bucky suddenly nuzzled her.

Like a milk dog rubbing against a milk cat.

The girl's eyelashes trembled, and she rubbed against his.

The tip of the nose is staggered from the tip of the nose, and the man's sudden close breath is attached to the face, which is hot, but it is not as straightforward and obvious as the hotness on the lips.

……

It's a kiss.

Yes, of course it was a kiss, and it wasn't just a forehead kiss or a goodnight kiss or a baby kiss or anything.

Under Bucky's impatient lip-to-lip contact, Ollivander subconsciously thought wildly.

It's literally a "Winter Soldier & Brooklyn Blossom" hybrid kiss.

—he was as urgent and in need of reassurance as a novice, and as skilled as any lad who was popular with girls.

This latter thought led Ollivander to bite him again, a little harder this time, leaving a small gash, blood on the tip of the tooth, and a sweet, fishy taste.

Bucky, who had been concentrating on kissing her, didn't know why the mixed-race girl in his arms—he hugged her with one arm—was a little dissatisfied. After a brief moment of daze, he licked her lips cautiously and tentatively.

The girl didn't continue after biting, but she didn't refuse when Bucky tried to go a step further, allowing the tip of his tongue to slide from his slightly opened lips to his teeth, and tap them lightly.

The two small pointed canines on the left and right were also taken care of, leaving a numb itching on the tip of the man's tongue.

A flower in Brooklyn really deserves to be a flower in Brooklyn...

Almost every tip of the tooth has been carefully taken care of, Ollivander hooked his neck and couldn't help thinking.

After the initial impatience, Bucky became surprisingly patient—or maybe he was afraid of being bitten by her, and he was worried that he would make her unhappy for some unknown reason. The man is very clever and step-by-step, leaving the girl with no spare time. to think about other things.

——The patient hunter always knows how to seize the moment.

When the tip of his tongue touched, Bucky obviously felt that the girl in his right hand softened, and the hand that was holding the scepter and leaning on his chest also went around behind his back, giving all the weight of his body to him. over him.

His movements became fierce, and the palms that had been holding Ollivander's back also changed positions, reaching in from the tie of the untied robe, bypassing the close-fitting clothing, and rubbing slightly on her flexible waist, She trembled with gratitude for the calluses on her palm and the touch of her skin.

The slender girl was forced to raise her head, the hood was loosely hung down, her face was covered by his drooping brown hair, her eyebrows were close together, and from a distance, only the faintly exposed chin under the brown hair, and sex with men and women could be seen. Tangled lips.

Ollivander felt himself on fire.

Bucky's palm moving on her back was hot, his breath against her face was hot, and his lips and tongue intertwined with her were also hot, he was like a flame that was about to burn her—and she even The "Freezing Fire Curse" cannot be cast to extinguish the flames.

Ollivander raised her chin slightly and let out a gasp. His sucking was a little rough, and now the tip of her tongue was numb.

This panting seemed to have stimulated the man, and after a slight pause, his movements became more and more fierce, as if he wanted to swallow the girl into his belly.

……

Gotham Center, Wayne Hotel.

Hank came out of the bathroom with a simple and elegant style, and walked towards the bed while wiping his hair. His feet were very weird, like two open hands. At this time, this young man with a scholarly temperament showed His "beast" side.

He put on a pair of slippers with the words "Wayne Group" printed in gorgeous cursive to cover the difference on his feet, and suddenly heard a "buzzing" sound of a mobile phone behind him.

"Professor, I have yours, uh, phone." Hank put the towel on his head, picked up the phone on the bed and walked to the terrace, frowned at the call without caller ID, and then tapped lightly window.

Outside the window is a large stretch of overhead long terrace, the long pure black marble floor reflects the starlight in the sky - the night of Gotham, a sinful city, is unexpectedly clear tonight - without cloud cover, those fine stars will The sky is dotted brilliantly.

In the middle of the terrace, Professor X was sitting with his back to Hank. He seemed to be thinking about something, very focused, with his white shirt after taking off his suit jacket, the whole person was as quiet as ink.

There are enough intervals between suites, privacy and spaciousness. It is said that Bruce Wayne, the CEO of Wayne Group, is an uneducated playboy and rich second generation. The evaluation of "surgery" is a little watery.

Charles, who was sitting in a wheelchair, turned around. Behind him was the sky full of stars, and his blue eyes, which were prettier than the stars, were full of understanding: "I think it's time to come."

Hank blinked and made a rough guess: "It seems to be the incident at Luthor's dinner party?"

Those two hamsters and dung hammers that fell from the sky?

Charles smiled mysteriously and clicked on the connection.

Then Hank saw a marinated egg pop out.

Hank: ...Meow meow? ? ?

This is a 3D marinated egg. With the appearance of the three-dimensional call display of the latest Stark Industries mobile phone, the black paint is bright and the luster is touching.

"Professor Xavier." The corned egg spoke.

When Charles turned this way, Hank realized that the braised egg was a human head, and it was wearing a Pirates of the Caribbean-style black eyepatch.

Probably because Hank's expression was too strange, Nick Fury circled around, and finally fixed his gaze on... the phone screen under his neck: "...Maybe you can also project my body together?"

"Ah." Charles said with a particularly apologetic face, "Sorry."

Hank secretly wondered in the back if the professor really did it unintentionally.

Then Charles stood up the phone, and the screen successfully projected a complete human figure in front of the wheelchair: black windbreaker, black pants, black eye mask, black skin——Nick Fury looked like a huge, half-peeled, Dark chocolate in a black wrapper.

Director of S.H.I.E.L.D. was satisfied to see that he was well-rounded: "You should have already guessed our purpose of looking for you..."

Charles smiled politely.

Fury's smile cracked for a moment: "At the scene where the evil god of Asgard fell to Gotham, we saw you and this Mr. Hank behind you..."

Charles was still smiling politely.

"So why can't we just say that we need him to help Loki?" A cynical voice came from the other end of the call.

Before the words were finished, both Charles and Hank here saw a sudden extra half-body projection. It seemed that they leaned halfway and only half of them were photographed.

With his sunglasses and mustache, everyone knows him - Tony Stark, Iron Man.

"Hey, you guys must know me so I won't introduce myself—" The half-Tony looked around and clapped his hands, "The only thing I like about Wayne guy is that he barely counts Good taste."

Everyone present could hear him muttering afterward, "Otherwise, why would you always compete with me for the cover girl".

Everyone: "..."

The blue-eyed professor smiled a little bigger: "Mr. Stark, I have long admired you."

Tony's character is doomed that he will never greet people properly, but this does not prevent him from accepting compliments (?): "If I still have dried blueberries on hand, I will definitely pass them to you, but unfortunately I have finished eating." And It's a pity that you can't receive it even if you hand it over.

— Well that's very Stark.

"I'm sorry too." Charles smiled happily.

"... Cough." The director of S.H.I.E.L.D., who was thrown aside by the two, coughed, "We have contacted Thor to control Loki. This invasion of the evil god has terrible consequences that affect the safety of the world. We need to Grasp the follow-up of Loki's concealed plan as soon as possible, and I hope you can provide some help."

Charles didn't agree or refuse. Instead, he mentioned another thing: "I remember that the evil god used a scepter weapon when he was in Germany. After he fell, we didn't see his scepter. Is it already there? Under the control of S.H.I.E.L.D.?"

The two 3D projections were a little awkward, and Stark responded by quickly disappearing from the projections, leaving only Chief Preserved Egg to stand on top of the tank.

The professor's expression changed slightly: "...is it lost?"

……

The lost spiritual scepter glows.

In the unknown alleys of Gotham, the breathing gradually subsided.

The long, straight black hair was spread out in a mess on the back, and Ollivander rested his chin on Bucky's shoulder.

The man didn't know what she was thinking, he only thought that she was still resting, so he supported the weightless female body with one hand, and naturally he didn't see the complicated expression of the girl on his shoulder.

Bucky hugged her, and the spiritual scepter behind him was shining with flowing light.

The faint blue light reflected in Ollivander's peacock blue pupils, revealing the struggle in her eyes.

——As long as she leans the scepter to this side again, she can point directly at Bucky's heart.

The tip of the staff got closer, the black combat uniform was obviously not enough to resist the weapons from the gods, especially at such a short distance.

Just before touching the position of the heart, there was a very light and warm touch on the top of the girl's head.

Ollivander froze for a moment: "..."

If it was a tentative comfort just now, after not being rejected, Bucky seemed to be a little addicted, gently patted the top of her head, and smoothed her long hair little by little.

Probably even he himself didn't know what the point of doing this was.

The fingertips slid through the hair, and the pulled hair brought a fine and dense tingling sensation to the scalp. The movement of the girl's hands stopped, the pupils of the eyes narrowed, and the eyelashes covered all the turbulent emotions.

——This is the first hug and comfort she received passively in her 21 years of life.

At an angle that no one could see, the scepter flickered twice unwillingly, and disappeared into the girl's hand.

As if nothing happened.

"... слива."

After a long time, Ollivander couldn't help but said.

"Do you think you're masturbating a cat?"

The author has something to say: Wikipedia: Just trying to make trouble, I was slapped :)

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