#captain carter

"Damn." you muttered, annoyed, trying to push the heavy shield off of you.

"Got you." the blonde’s irritating voice murmured as she approached, and you immediately recognized it as Captain Marvel.

You had one mission: break into S.H.I.E.L.D.’s system and steal some data. With Captain Carter missing, the team was busy searching for any trace of her—or at least, that’s what they claimed—and you took advantage of the opportunity. What you didn’t expect was a secret Avenger.

The first Avenger. Captain Marvel.

That’s how she stormed into the building, probably after receiving some kind of alert, and the two of you started fighting. And, damn it, just a few minutes later, Captain Carter showed up too—stepping through a portal. And by then, you were far too exhausted to use your powers.

"Not so powerful now, are you?" Captain Carter stepped closer to where you lay on the ground, lifting her shield off of you. "Danvers, take her to the tower."

You frowned. This was pure humiliation.

"I can walk!" you snapped, watching Carter walk away. The blonde grabbed you by the shoulders, pulling you up to your feet, but you couldn’t even keep yourself standing.

Blame the fight, obviously.

"Doesn’t look like it". the blonde mocked, sliding one hand shamelessly to your ass and the other to your lower back, lifting you bridal-style.

You froze. Maybe being captured by an Avenger wasn’t so bad after all.

"You can put me down now." you muttered.

The blonde had carried you all the way to the tower. It was empty—just you, Danvers, and Carter, who was leaning against the entrance to the holding area. The blonde rolled her eyes and shoved you into one of the specialized cells built for superhumans, making sure you landed on the bed.

She muttered something to Carter as they stepped out, leaving you alone. You huffed, shifting into a more comfortable position. Your team probably already knew what had happened and, as always, they wouldn’t come for you. You had to figure something out—you needed to get out of this situation.

There was no way you were spending the rest of your life here. Absolutely not.

Your mind drifted back to the way the blonde’s hand had touched your ass. Not firm, not exactly intentional—but there had been something there. And, thinking about it now… maybe you could use that to your advantage.

Especially since your useless powers didn’t work inside that cell.

As the afternoon passed and dinner time approached, you lay down on the bed, completely still, positioning yourself like you had passed out. You were sure America’s 'heroes' wouldn’t let a prisoner starve. Despite everything, they had good hearts. Right on cue, you heard the door unlock and a voice calling out to you, followed by approaching footsteps.

"Is she dead?" Carter’s voice sounded concerned, while the blonde let out an annoyed scoff.

"Of course not, she’s pretending." she replied, typing something, and then the cell doors slid open.

A jolt ran through your body—your powers stabilizing now that the cell was unlocked. Your chance.

"And you opened it?" Carter murmured, as you heard Danvers’ footsteps getting closer.

You opened your eyes the exact second the blonde leaned over the bed. Before she could react, you moved.

Your fingers grabbed the collar of her suit with a strength you didn’t even know you still had, yanking her down as your legs pushed forward, flipping your positions in one swift motion. The blonde hit the mattress with a sharp thud—but your smile was sharper. You heard a surprised gasp from outside the cell.

“'Pretending', Captain?" you hissed, your face inches from hers, ignoring Carter’s warning shout in the background. "I prefer to call it 'market strategy'. And you fell for the deal perfectly."

Your free hand moved quickly—not to strike — which would be useless against a Marvel, but to pin her wrists down for a split second of pure shock, using your weight to keep her in place. She went strangely still.

"Next time you feel like touching my ass," you whispered, feeling her breath hitch. "ask for permission. Or at least buy me a coffee or a drink before throwing me into a cell."

You felt her power begin to hum beneath you, her eyes shifting from blue to that dangerous golden glow. You knew you had exactly three seconds before being thrown into the ceiling. Still, the victorious smirk never left your face.

"Carter!" the blonde growled, her voice vibrating with anger—and something you’d love to call confusion. "Don’t let her get away!"

A muffled sound came from the doorway. You glanced over and saw Captain Carter, shield in hand, visibly trying not to laugh, her cheeks slightly flushed. Then you were thrown off.

You hit the ground hard, the air knocked out of your lungs as stars burst across your vision. The blonde stood up slowly, her suit still glowing, her expression a mix of fury and something dangerously close to satisfaction. She adjusted her suit, completely ignoring you on the floor.

"Next time," she said coldly. "I won’t throw you at the ceiling. I’ll throw you through it."

Carter, finally composing herself, stepped forward, her expression serious again—though her eyes still held amusement.

"Well, at least we know you’re not dead." she said, that insufferable British accent lacing her words. "Danvers, restrain her properly this time. And please… no extra touches."

Carol rolled her eyes, the golden energy fading.

"That wasn’t extra. It was to make sure she didn’t escape." she muttered, though the flush on her cheeks wasn’t just from the fight.

You pushed yourself up into a sitting position.

"Can’t we solve this in a simpler way?" you said, breathless, your body aching from the impact. "Just let me go…"

"Let you go? You broke into the tower and tried to steal our data. Why would we do that?" the super soldier questioned, her shield resting at her side.

You glanced at the blonde—still faintly flushed—then back at Carter.

"Come on, we’re alone. Why don’t we get to know each other?" you said innocently, leaning back on your hands.

The blonde shot you a sharp glare while Carter smiled in response. "Fair enough. We don’t even know your name."

You nodded, pleased that at least one of the Captains was entertaining your idea—your plan. Danvers, however, remained skeptical.

"I’m Y/n. You?"

"Peggy," she said, giving the blonde’s shoulder a light tap when she stayed silent. "and that’s Carol."

"Peggy and Carol…" you murmured, slowly getting to your feet. Carol’s eyes never left you, wary. "has a nice ring to moan."

Peggy flushed while Carol choked on nothing. You let out a soft, sensual laugh, walking slowly toward the exit—only for Peggy to step in front of the door.

"Right. You’re a pervert. You’re staying in that cell." she said, guiding you back inside, though you ended up brushing against Carol.

"Maybe I am." you murmured, deliberately leaning into her. "but it would be generous of you two to stay here with me. Just… making sure I don’t escape."

Carol’s jaw clenched, her body going rigid under your touch. "You talk too much." she hissed, though she didn’t pull away immediately—which you counted as a quiet victory.

Peggy let out a soft, nasal chuckle, locking the cell once you were back inside and Carol had stepped out.

“'Making sure you don’t escape,' I see." Peggy said, crossing her arms, looking you up and down with that knowing little smile. "I hate to disappoint you, Y/n, but we have a world to save. Try not to seduce the bars until breakfast."

They started to walk away, but you still caught Carol’s low murmur in the hallway. "She’s insufferable, Peggy."

"And you’re still blushing, Danvers. Admit it, her punch hurts less than her mouth."

You dropped onto the bed, sore but smiling victoriously. Peggy locked the cell without looking back before the two of them disappeared down the hall.

S.H.I.E.L.D. might have your data. But you definitely had their sanity. A soft click echoed, and a food tray slid under the door.

At least they remembered dinner.

"Wake up, the sun’s already up." you slowly opened your eyes, glancing around the dark room before noticing the faint glow of Carol’s powers just outside the cell.

You pushed yourself up on the bed, frowning as you looked at her. She wasn’t wearing her suit—just a white t-shirt and jeans.

"And what do you want me to do? Photosynthesis?" you mocked, quickly noticing Peggy’s absence. "Where’s your partner?"

Carol shrugged, typing the passcode into the panel. You raised an eyebrow as the cell doors opened. She didn’t step inside—just gestured for you to come out.

"Are you messing with me?" you asked, looking her up and down suspiciously. "Really?"

"You were yelling too much. Peggy took pity on you". she replied, rolling her eyes.

You had forgotten how intense your nightmares could get—and that you’d probably kept them up all night. Good. With a sly smile, you got off the bed.

"Peggy took pity on me, huh?" you repeated, stepping out slowly, stretching your arms and feeling every sore muscle protest. "And you, Carol? What did you feel? Besides the urge to throw me at the ceiling again?" you teased, crossing your arms.

You stopped right in front of her, invading Captain Marvel’s personal space. Carol didn’t even blink—but you caught the way her jaw tightened.

"I felt like having five minutes of silence." she shot back, pointing down the hallway. "Move. Before I change my mind and turn you into stardust."

You stepped forward, brushing past her, your shoulder grazing hers ever so slightly.

"Stardust sounds kinda sexy…" you whispered, letting out a soft laugh. "But if I knew nightmares would earn me a 'free pass' out of the blonde next door’s hands, I would’ve screamed louder. Maybe even moaned."

Carol let out a heavy sigh, but you could swear the corner of her mouth twitched. Anger… or embarrassment.

"You’re a nightmare, gurl." she muttered, starting to walk ahead of you. "Now shut up and follow me. Peggy made coffee, and Wanda already left the toast ready."

You smiled, clasping your hands behind your back as you followed, feigning innocence—even as you felt Carol’s eyes on you the entire time.

As you stepped into the kitchen, the smell of fresh coffee and toast hit you instantly, making your stomach growl. Peggy—dressed similarly to Carol—was already sitting at the table, pouring herself some coffee. There were only two chairs.

You smirked.

"Good morning." Peggy murmured, not even looking at you.

While Carol grabbed the coffee pot, you casually walked forward—pretending to be distracted—before dropping yourself right onto Peggy’s lap. She choked on her coffee and froze.

"There wasn’t a third chair." you murmured, grabbing a piece of toast from her plate. The super soldier glanced at Carol, flushed, while the blonde stared at the scene.

"There are stools at the counter." Carol hissed, setting the coffee pot down.

"Peggy is more comfortable." you smiled innocently, settling more firmly in Peggy’s lap. The warmth of your body against hers was a dangerous contrast to the cold cell you’d just left. "And if she didn’t push me off, it’s because she doesn’t want to."

Peggy finally managed to recover her breath—but still didn’t have the courage to shove you away. She cleared her throat, watching you eat her toast with a devilish little smile. Carol took a deep breath, sitting down across from you, coffee cup in hand.

"Keep playing your games, and the rest of the team will be here soon to transfer you to another facility." the blonde muttered, staring into her coffee.

You raised an eyebrow, at the same time feeling Peggy’s hands brush against your hips—hesitant, but there.

"Another facility?" you laughed. "Your bedroom? Because if that’s the case, I’m in…" Carol stared at you blankly. "Or Peggy’s…"

"Alright, that’s enough." Peggy whispered behind you, her voice vibrating right against your neck. Her hands, once hesitant, now gripped your hips firmly, pulling you closer. "Carol, I think our prisoner requires a… more thorough inspection. Somewhere away from the kitchen."

Carol nodded, licking her lips as she set her coffee cup down on the table. You just kept smiling.

Your smile vanished the moment your back hit the wall after entering the bedroom, your eyes closed as Peggy's lips crushed against yours, her hands firmly gripping your hips.

You stood on your tiptoes, wrapping your arms around her neck. Her tongue invaded your mouth, exploring and devouring you with an insatiable hunger. You could barely keep up.

Carol closed the door surprisingly slowly, her footsteps echoing thru the bedroom as she watched the scene, intrigued. Soon, Peggy interrupted the kiss, licking her lips while her eyes were fixed on you.

"Take off your clothes." the mix of her accent with her authoritative tone made you even more excited. She let you go, allowing you to undress. You got rid of your clothes in a minute, remaining in your underwear. Their eyes were fixed on your half-naked body. "Good girl."

For some reason, nicknames always excited you, and coming from Captain Carter's mouth, it made the moment even better. You didn't have time to react when Peggy took a step back, allowing Carol to stand in front of you. You thot about making some stupid comment, but she simply attacked your mouth and held your hips firmly.

Both she and Peggy were masters of the kiss, but Carol's kiss was different — hungrier, more lascivious. She kissed you intensely, with a fury that could destroy you with her powers — in another sense. When you let out a low surprised moan, it was your worst mistake and greatest success.

Carol pulled away from your lips, leaving a string of saliva connecting you. She moved her hands to your butt, lifting you off the ground. You wrapped your legs around her, surprised, but had no time to react when she turned and threw you onto the bed. You were grateful for it being comfortable enough.

"Idiot." Carol murmured, while Peggy stood beside her. "What should we do with her, Carter?"

Peggy leaned on the bed, placing her hands on your heels and pulling you to the edge of the bed, spreading your legs. Her eyes darkened upon seeing the wet stain on your panties.

"She interrupted my breakfast," she murmured, kneeling on the floor, her face inches from your covered center. "nothing more fair than me devouring that beautiful little pussy of hers."

She took her hand off one of your heels, bringing a finger to your panties and gently pressing the area of your entrance. You moaned softly, arching your back. She smiled, sliding her finger there, provoking each of your moans.

"Are you already moaning with the slightest attention?" Carol teased you, walking around the bed, stopping next to your face. You looked at her, your eyes widening as you noticed the huge bulge in her pants. "Believe me, your moans are cute, but your mouth will be more useful in giving me relief."

You wanted to protest, but while you felt Peggy's fingers gripping the elastic of your panties, your eyes were on Carol's hands, watching the blonde provocatively, slowly unbuttoning her pants, leaving you speechless, and you preferred to spend your breath when you were moaning.

"If you try to bite me, I'll kill you." the blonde continues, sliding her pants and boxers down, revealing her large cock that you were sure wouldn't fit inside you. "go ahead." it wasn't a question.

You swallowed hard when she leaned forward, her member brushing against your cheek. You brought your trembling hand to the base, one finger caressing, while the others remained still. She took a deep breath, but was focused on Peggy, who was now smelling your panties, watching you stroke Carol's cock.

Visibly impatient, Carol moved a hand to your cheek, pressing your mouth against the head of her cock. She narrowed her eyes when you stared at her, before opening your mouth, savoring the taste of the Captain as the tip of her cock invaded your mouth. She bit her lip but let out a low, suppressed moan.

You took pride in the sound, knowing you had caused it, but the moment you lowered your hand, you gasped when you felt Peggy's mouth capture your clitoris, sucking and drawing. She moaned at the taste, bringing a finger to your entrance and, without waiting for a signal, penetrated you all at once.

You writhed on the bed. Carol grabbed a handful of your hair before guiding your neck forward, making you swallow more of her cock. You whimpered, trying not to choke while Peggy sucked your clit, fucked your entrance, and Carol fucked your mouth.

"Your mouth is so good, babe. Fuck..." Carol murmured between moans that came out sounding like growls, her hips beginning to move in sync with your mouth and Peggy's fingers.

"Just wait until you taste her pussy, Danvers." Peggy released your clitoris, adding a second finger to your entrance. "The taste is better than we thought."

Carol gripped your hair tighter in response, her cock reaching you throat, her self-control dissipating with her partner's words. Peggy smiled at the scene while you just moaned, not slowing the pace of your fingers.

You felt a knot forming in your stomach, but you couldn't warn, not with your mouth full. Carol also seemed about to come, as she pulled away from your mouth as soon as you came on Peggy's fingers. The super soldier slowly withdrew her fingers, the sound of your wet folds smearing her fingers made your face heat up. She brought her fingers to her mouth, letting out a low moan with your taste.

"My turn, Carter." Carol hissed, one hand stroking the cock that was leaking pre-cum.

The soldier rolled her eyes in amusement, getting up and releasing your heel. They switched places, now Carol was kneeling between your legs and Peggy beside you, lowering her pants along with her boxers. You weren't even surprised to find out that she also had a penis.

"Don't worry, dear. I'm not as rough as Danvers." she reassured you while watching you stare at her cock in awe." as thick as Carol's. "In your own time, love."

"Not with me." Carol murmured, placing her hands on your thighs, preventing you from moving, which you hadn't even intended to do.

You licked the glans of Peggy's cock, then sucked, listening to her deep sighs. Then, you let out a moan as you felt Carol's tongue glide thru your folds, moaning at your taste. You instinctively wanted to close your legs, but without using even 1% of your powers, Carol was stronger than you.

You tilted your head a little more, feeling Peggy move her hips hesitantly, afraid of making you choke, a contrast to Carol's behavior. You moaned when you felt the blonde's tongue penetrate your entrance, at the same time Peggy pulled away, but her ended up cumming on your face and a little in your mouth.

You licked your lips with the taste, while Peggy wiped your face with an improvised towel she suddenly found. Your moans grew louder as Carol brought a finger to your sore clitoris, stimulating you, before you felt a second orgasm. "C-Carol—"

You looked down, her dark eyes fixed on yours as she brought you to orgasm, your legs trembling as she continued to suck every drop of your liquid.

Peggy moved the towel away when she finished cleaning you, watching Carol get up. You sat on the bed and looked at both of their cocks — still hard, still needing more relief. Your previous confidence, now being shattered by the thot of what the Captains could do more with you.

Peggy seemed to notice the look of panic on your face, immediately sitting on the bed beside you. Carol did the same on your empty side. "Don't worry, we won't hurt you."

You looked at Peggy as her hands pulled your body up onto hers, your folds brushing against her erect and painful cock.

"Unless, of course, you want to." Carol murmured against your ear, her hands sliding to the clasp of your bra and undoing it.

You heard the piece fall to the floor after she took it off, your breath faltering as she leaned in and left kisses on your neck, her hands caressing your breasts. Peggy kept looking at you, every detail of your face, almost enchanted.

"You are too beautiful to be a prisoner." she murmurs, leaning in to press your lips to hers, now calmer.

You moved your hands to her muscular shoulders, deepening the kiss, while feeling Carol's teeth sink into your bare shoulder. Peggy lifted you slightly, pushing Carol away, before with one hand her held her cock and with the other your hip, lowering you down onto her cock all at once.

You moaned against the super soldier's lips, digging your nails into her shoulders — which didn't seem to affect her. Her cock throbbed inside you as you tried to get used to the size. She interrupted the kiss to leave a single kiss on your neck, then lay down on the bed and pulled your body to lie down more or less.

"Carol." Peggy murmured, watching the blonde behind you.

You frowned in confusion before realizing you were basically on all fours in front of Carol. You felt the tip of her cock brush against your butt, her warm hands resting on your buttocks and squeezing. She seemed to be trying to control herself, but the faint glow on her body said otherwise.

"Can I?" the blonde asked, her tone softer than before, hesitant but excited. You didn't even think when you nodded.

"Yeah, Captain." the nickname excited both her and Peggy, judging by the way her cock throbbed inside you.

Carol didn't wait any longer, her hands tilted your butt back, slightly opening your already filled hole. She invaded the space slowly, not wanting to hurt you — which is ironic. You let your face fall into Peggy's neck, moaning with the incredible sensation of having two cocks in your tight pussy.

"Fuckk..." Carol and Peggy groaned together, both exchanging glances, deciding by looks what rhythm they should use.

You were still trying to get used to the feeling, but your pussy thanked them when they started to move. Peggy's hands held your waist firmly, lifting you slightly off her cock before bringing you back down again, while Carol slowly pulled away.

Soon, the rhythm quickened, your moans grew louder as both of them gave you the best sex you've ever had in your life. Carol bit her lip upon hearing your moans, her body shining, before she brought one of her hands to your hair, pulling your head back to whisper dirty things in your ear.

Peggy blushed at the scene, the moment you felt one of them hit your G-spot. You felt your walls tremble, they did too. Again, they exchanged glances, reducing the thrusts.

"Not yet, my dear." Peggy said breathlessly, bringing one hand to caress your clitoris with a finger.

You moaned as you writhed, your orgasm close, but trying to hold back to avoid knowing what would happen if you disobeyed.

"You will only come when we say so, understood?" Carol growled into your ear, giving you butt a slap with her free hand.

"Y-Yeah" you whimpered when you received another slap, this time on your clitoris.

"'Yeah' what?" Peggy teased, squeezing your clitoris afterward. You were trying to control your orgasm and the tears on your face as much as possible.

"Y-Yeah, Captains!" you shouted, feeling slightly humiliated, but honestly, you didn't care anymore at this point.

Carol let your hair down, your face falling between Peggy's covered breasts. You quickly lifted your head, embarrassed, she didn't mind. But you could no longer control yourself.

"C-Captains, please, I-I need to come!" you pled, closing your eyes tightly when you felt another strong thrust hit your G-spot again.

"Come for us, babe." Peggy murmured, taking advantage of the moment you arched your back to suck on one of your nipples.

You immediately felt an absurd relief when your walls broke, having the greatest orgasm of your life. They didn't stop, prolonging your pleasure, but slowing the pace. Peggy withdrew, climaxing on your belly, but Carol couldn't resist. With one last thrust, the blonde came deep inside you, before slowly pulling away.

You didn't protest, still processing what had just happened. You body fell onto the bed next to Peggy's, staring at the ceiling as she caught you breath. Carol moved to lie down on your other side.

"That was incredible." Peggy said, turning to wrap her muscular arms around your waist, before her mouth latched onto your breast again. "You're so damn hot."

Carol raised an eyebrow when you let out a low moan, breathless but enough to excite her again. "Why are you two relaxing?" you and Peggy looked at Carol confused, while the blonde smiled mischievously. "You didn't think we were done, did you?"

You covered your face with your hands, embarrassed, when you felt the blonde's mouth latch onto your free breast. Peggy laughed softly against your nipple.

"It's still 10:00 in the morning." Bryrdie complained, searching for her headphones around the room. Your and Carol's and Peggy's moans disturbing her mind. "10:00!!"

Wanda and Natasha entered the room accompanied by Maria Hill, confused, while the current director of S.H.I.E.L.D raised a skeptical eyebrow upon hearing moans and a possible bed about to break.

"What's happening?" she asked, her icy tone making the atmosphere even heavier.

"Question for the "Captains" and first Avengers!" Byrdie huffed, grabbing her headphones and putting them on, before turning on some music and heading up to her room.

Natasha laughed softly, amused, while Wanda used her magic to muffle the lustful moans.

"I don't judge. We are worse." Wanda blushed at her girlfriend's comment.

Maria Hill placed a finger on her forehead, internally asking for a resignation or a decent raise to endure another day in the Avengers Tower. Or the tower of debauchery.