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“Good morning sir,” I say softly, placing a platter on the edge of the desk the way I’ve done for the past few months, “black coffee and bacon, your usual.”
“Ah, good morning my sweet ,” he says softly, taking the plate and cup after pushing his folders aside. My thighs tense up at the sound of him speaking Russian and I suck in a small breath. “Thank you for the meal.”
“Of course, enjoy your breakfast, sir.” I turn on my heel to leave the room when he calls me.
“Would you like to eat?”
“No thank you, I had-“
“I said, would you like to eat?” Oh.
“Yes, sir.”
“Alright then, come.” I walk back and set the platter on the desk and walk around it. He slides back to allow me to get on my knees. When I’m in place he slides back, knees on either side of me. He stares down at me, coffee in hand, and I stare up, one hand placed gently on his inner thigh.
“Go ahead.” I quickly free his dick from his pants with a coy smile.
Being Zemo’s assistant is probably the easiest job I’ve ever had. I simply check his mail, make the occasional call, and sift through papers. The pay is extremely well and he’s good to me. Plus the sex is amazing. He takes care of me and I take care of him. It’s simple and full of bliss.
“ Darling , we’ll be doing something new today, please put this on.” It’s a nice suit that looks expensive. I strip down and don the suit as I’m told. He takes my other cloth and places them in the bag.
“You look so lovely.” He says, pulling me into him.
“Sir, my underwear is-“
“You won’t need it.”
“Yes Sir.”
“Follow me.”
“Yes Sir.” He leads me down a set of stairs to a reinforced metal door. He opens it and leads me in. There’s a simple metal chair and table, and a stack of files. A red journal with a black star sits atop it. Usually when there’s only chair I stand behind him but instead he sits me down in the chair, then leaves to turn on another light. I gasp quietly. Sitting in a chair about 5 feet away is the winter soldier. He’s restrained and seems to be asleep, chest rising and falling softly, lips slightly parted. I stare at him for a moment longer, then look back at Zemo.
“Sir?”
“Get up, my sweet , release his arms.” I obey and make my way over to the soldier, he’s quite beautiful. I press the restraints and open them. The loud click of the retracting metal awakens him quickly. He immediately locks eyes with me and I take a step back. This is my first time meeting him, but I’ve heard the stories. I hear the chair being dragged and Zemo sitting down.
“In my lap.”
“Yes Sir.” I sit in his lap and he hikes up my skirt, spreading my legs as he does so, exposing me to the soldier whose knees are almost touching Helmut’s. James’ stare is almost tangible. I shyly try to close my legs and am given a sharp slap to my inner thigh.
“Stay still.” He slides his hand down and slowly slides two thick fingers into me, curving them and hitting the right spot with ease. I suck in a breath and grip his wrist tightly, my hips starting to quiver.
“S-sir please, stop… I’m so-“
“Quiet my dear. Let go.” He says softly in my ear. I glance up at the man in the other chair. His metal fingers twitch, almost mirroring the movements inside of me, and that seems to do it.
I cum hard on Zemo’s fingers, and my vision goes blurry for a second.
“Look at him.” I do as I’m told, looking the winter soldier in the eye. His eyes pierce mine coldly and I clench hard around the fingers still in me.
“Stand. Go to him.” I make my way to the Soldier and stand between his legs. His nostrils flare and I pull my skirt down, uneasy.
“Sir?”
“Do you remember when you said to me that you 're willing to put your life on the line, only if it benefits me?“ “Yes sir I do remember that.” James eyes flick up at mine at the sound of a promise.
“Well then, now is the time. Stay still my dear.”
“ Longing ” He sucks in a breath.
“No.”
“ Rusted ” His brows furrow.
“Stop.”
“ Seventeen ” He reaches out and I step back to avoid his hand, but it encloses my neck anyway. I gasp as my feet leave the ground.
“ Daybreak ” The grip on me gets tighter and I feel my thighs squeeze together.
“ Furnace ”
“Shut. Up.” It’s getting hard to breath now.
“ Nine ”
“Enough.”
“ Benign ”
“You think I won’t kill your little prize?” I hear him suck in a breath.
“ Homecoming”
“Because I fucking will.” He squeezes harder and I dig my nails into his wrist, drawing blood. He hissed and his grip tightens. My thighs quiver and he glances down for a second.
“ One ” James groans and I feel the edges of my vision darken. I want to kick at him, hurt him, but I can’t do anything that will interfere or break his trance.
“ Freight car ” He lets me go and I land on my feet, keeping quiet as Helmut comes close.
“ Soldat? ”
“ Reply to comply ”
“ Stand by ” He relaxes and now looks at me. I stare back evenly. Zemo chuckles.
“You are both so beautiful and deadly under my control.”
“Thank you Sir.” I say quietly.
“Are you having a staring contest with him?” I blink.
“No.” He laughs and sits down in the chair once more.
“Come, my sweet , and please me again.” I turned and drop to my knees the way he always tells me too. He slides into my throat smoothly, and I simply relax, resting my hands on his thighs, making sure to look up at him. He likes when I look up at him, he says that I look pretty. So I always do. He groans quietly, caressing my face.
“ Soldat. Come. ” I hear the telltale sound of boots on the floor. “ Take. ” I hear a zipper, and then my hips are being grabbed and lifted. This new angle puts me on the tip of my toes and angles my throat to take Helmut better. James’ grip is harsh when he slams in, and his thrusts are unforgiving.
“Tighter than a glove.”
“You’re going so well, taking both of us, so proud of you.” I moan around him and it sends him over the edge, gripping the back of my head and emptying himself in my mouth. The Soldier’s hips are starting to become erratic, and he fills me soon. I cry out when he doesn’t stop. I’m so overstimulated I can barely breathe.
“Please Zemo no more he’s… he’s too much please.”
“Shhh shhh it’s okay, you’re okay.” With a loud grunt the Soldier releases inside again, and I feel it drip down when he pulls out.
“That was amazing. You’re so divine.” I hear before passing out.