#proper update

Apparently, it’s a new year & I still haven’t completed my fanfics. Anywho, this happened because I recently went through my 50th Anniversary Bond 22 BR collection. I kept thinking about how the perfect villain would end Bond, then I thought what if the perfect villain was Darcy Lewis…

Summary: Darcy meets Bond

“I am Darcy Lewis, goddammit! Panty and boxer dropper, since forever. I WILL NOT be owned by a freaking alien warrior princess!”

Darcy barges into her bedroom with one purpose only – to knock Sif’s smirk off her smarmy alien face. She sees her prey, coming out of the en-suite bathroom, she gives a predatory smirk and launches at her prey.

Sif can only hold on, as Darcy leaps onto her wrapping her legs around her waist. Darcy pulls her into a searing and heart stopping kiss, all Sif can do is respond to it, while holding onto to Darcy like her life depended on her satisfaction. The need for Oxygen too great, the kiss ends. They stay in their position breathless, with Darcy recovering quickly.

“I am a Lioness, you’re a Gazelle and this was freaking Animal Planet. You just got owned.” Darcy smirks at Sif’s shocked expression as she unwraps her legs from Sif’s waist. She walks out of her bedroom, she spares Sif a glance as she closes the door, with Sif still rooted at the spot, she lets out a seductive chuckle, “Yup. Still got it.”

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