#quick stretch

Besides kicking the evil robot asses you feel simultaneous stares at you. That’s not really the thing you should be focused on right now, but you can’t help it. It’s the same thing every time – whenever the Avengers, including you, are fighting against evil, the males of the group lay their eyes on you. Stealthy, of course. It doesn’t annoy you, though. You are very flexible, graceful and quick- that’s why they call you The Cobra. You really love fighting and you’re glad that you ended up in the Avengers. Also, you’ve found you’re other half here – Pietro Maximoff a.k.a Quicksilver. Whenever you get a lot of attention from others of the Avengers group, he becomes very jealous but doesn’t really show it.

You’ve all been summoned to the new Avengers facility for a daily workout. You’re late, so you didn’t even say hello to anyone, just rushed to your personal stretch room. You don’t want to waste any time, because you’d like to practice as longs as you can. In fact, you can do it anywhere you like, but here is the best equipment in the whole world.

You easily stretched for a split when you heard someone whistling. The sound broke your practice, forcing you to stand up and walk around, trying to figure out from where the whistling is coming from. You easily located it, actually. It was coming from behind the doors. You harshly opened them because you don’t prefer your stretch to be interrupted but you saw nothing there.

Suddenly someone invisible and fast gently pushed you, leaving faint icy blue swirls in the air.

Pietro.

You smirked.

“I know you’re here, baby.” You stated and after couple of second Pietro indeed was standing right in front of you with a smug look on his face. He gave you a quick but heated kiss.

“How are you? After yesterday’s battle?” he asked and you remembered the events that you’ve already forgotten about.

Yesterday some amateur made robots broke out in the woods further away from the city, but you swiftly took care of them. That was easy. Apparently, today’s geniuses don’t waste their talent, haha.

“I’m good.” You smiled. “What about you?”

“Same.” He stroked you’re cheek and then pouted. “I just don’t like it when besides fighting Tony and others stare at you.”

You smirked, satisfied by the fact that Pietro is jealous. You like to tease him.

“That’s a good thing, I give them motivation. Don’t you think so?” you purred, trailing his chest with your index finger.

Pietro gave you a half smile lip.

“Can you give me some motivation?” he asked snaking his arms around your waist and before you know it you appeared in his room, due to Pietro’s light speed.

“The hell I can.” You mumbled and pushed Pietro on the sofa, climbing on top of him and sucking onto his lips. His hands instantly unzipped your stretchy suit and threw it on the ground. You got rid of his and you laid there completely naked, getting ready for the ‘workout’.  His hungry lips were collided with yours while his palms massaged your rear. It drove you crazy, no matter how often you would see Pietro, you would still want him every second of your life. He grabbed your thighs and pressed them to the sofa. Good thing that you’re super flexible, otherwise it would feel really unpleasant. He plunged into you making you moan, not even caring about if someone hears you. He fastened his pace by making it a bit of ‘unearthly’ speed and causing you to roll your eyes. It happened so fast but felt so heavenly when you reached the edge of a bliss, covering your entire range of vision with a white light.

After a few seconds your senses came back and you felt Pietro still laying on top of you, just exhausted as you are.

You giggled.

“That was a damn good stretch.” Pietro followed your words by laughing.