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Michael watched Darcy wreak some deliberate havoc for a while, as it was always amusing to see a bunch of self-important jerks get annoyed at Darcy’s presence. It wasn’t just that she didn’t belong there, but it was her confidence despite being one of the ‘lesser’ people.

Darcy Lewis moved as if she’d been born to irritate rich people.

He stood up, walking toward her while he took stock of the way she was dressed. She wore leggings, boots, and an oversized jacket that looked warm enough to survive a blizzard. He guessed that they were coming from somewhere much colder. He also guessed that, if asked, she would reveal that their plane had to make an emergency landing, and that they received first-class tickets as compensation.

Michael didn’t bother asking, as he had more interesting things to focus on.

Like the way she looked. Her hair was down, messy in a deliberate way, and she had sunglasses perched on her head like a crown. A tote bag bounced at her side, and she looked around the lounge with the expression of someone deciding which corner would be funniest to ruin.

Or the fact that Jane Foster was a step behind her, exasperated and ashamed at the same time, though all tinged with some friendly fondness.

Jane also wore a long coat, a scarf hanging from the side, hair pulled back in a loose ponytail that still managed to look elegant. She carried a small laptop bag as if it contained her whole life. Her eyes moved constantly, taking in the room with polite discomfort, searching for a place that would keep Darcy entertained.

Darcy found one first. Michael, waving at her.

“Michael!” she said, loud enough that two businessmen near the espresso machine looked offended. “Oh my God. You’re here. This is literally kismet,” she said. In excitement, she remembered an interesting detail about their last encounter a moment later when she looked at Jane, blushing wildly.

Her smirk widened as she grabbed Jane’s arm and walked toward the corner. “You never met with Michael, right?“ she started, then paused. “Oh, you had that video call!” she added shamelessly.

A video call while they were having sex, which Jane stayed for about half an hour after they ‘discarded’ the phone. More importantly, from Jane’s guilt and Darcy’s mischievous attitude, he guessed that Darcy never revealed their awareness.

Jane looked as if she wanted to be anywhere else, but Darcy was a force of nature.

“Darcy,” he said, leaning in to kiss her cheek in a way that looked playful and familiar. “And, this is your loyal friend Jane. Sorry about our last encounter,” he said with a chuckle. “You insisted on calling.”

Jane’s eyes flicked to his mouth as if she wasn’t sure where to look. Darcy smiled even wider when he teased Jane.

“Well, that was my mistake. I should have taken Darcy at her word,” she said, trying to sound annoyed with her clipped tone rather than shy. She failed miserably.

Darcy grinned like a cat that had gotten the cream. They all went together to his corner, though he was glad he had closed the screen. He didn’t want to distract Jane from her mortified state.

Darcy sat next to him. Jane sat across, burying herself in the chair as if she wanted to disappear. “So, are you surprised to find us in the first-class lounge?”

“Well, not as much as finding you in New York without getting a call. I’m a poor, sensitive artist, you know. You need to be more careful.”

“Yeah, right,” Darcy snorted. “We were lucky enough that our plane had to take a detour.”

“It’s not lucky, Darcy. We have lost half a day.”

“We got free first-class tickets, and we even had such a fun encounter at the lounge to help us kill the time,” she said. “What more can I want?”

“How insulting to be treated as merely entertainment,” he said, even as he put his hand to her waist and pulled her closer.

“Mm,” Darcy hummed as she hugged him, her hands exploring his body. “Damn, you’re an even better hugger than I remember. Those arms,” she whispered shamelessly, then paused. “Holy hell,” she gasped, stopping as she pulled his shirt, revealing his abs. “Someone has been working out. You weren’t as muscular the last time. Did you change your career and decided to be a model?”

“Forward as always,” he said lazily, but he did nothing to stop her, especially since Jane buried herself on the seat, her eyes stuck on his abs. She clearly had a taste for muscles.

Darcy snuggled to his side shamelessly, caressing him while giving Jane a show.

“So, Jane. What brings you here?”

“We were in Canada, getting some recordings of cosmic radiation patterns.”

“Interesting work,” he said.

“Only if you think watching paint dry is a summer blockbuster,” Darcy said. Coming from anyone else, Jane might have reacted badly, but from Darcy, she just smiled fondly.

Then, her eyes flicked back to him, and they were painted with curiosity and lingering embarrassment, combined with arousal. He could also see some kind of stubborn pride, as if she were determined not to lose Darcy’s teasing.

He smirked when he realized the source of her confidence. She thought that it was for merely an hour before it was time for her flight, unaware that he would be on the same flight.

“It’s not as bad,” Jane said.

“Only because you’re like a super sexy wizard,” Darcy responded. “Not all of us can look at a pile of numbers and imagine how the universe looked ten billion years ago.”

“Sounds marvelous,” he said. “Too bad I’m like Darcy.”

“Too stupid to understand,” Darcy said.

“Exactly,” he responded.

Jane blushed. “Shut it, Darcy. I know you’re only saying that to annoy me. Your classes are straight A’s, and you’re taking four doctorate-level STEM classes in addition to your usual load.”

Michael smirked. “Nerd,” he said as he squeezed Darcy’s waist.

“Oh, no. I’m bullied by jocks! Jane, help!”

“How?” Jane asked, amused by her antics.

“I don’t know, flash him,” Darcy said, then smirked. “It’s a good way to get even, right?”

That was enough to make Jane blush intensely. Fun for teasing, not as useful for seduction. She was already acting defensive, and he could see that she was about to take a walk.

He decided to preempt it. “Now that your friends betrayed you, nerd. Prepare to be bullied,” he said and stood up, bringing her toward the back of the lounge. “No, Jane, saveee meee!” Darcy mockingly raised her hand.

Jane blushed, but Michael could see she was tempted to follow. “She’s a bit repressed, isn’t she?” he asked with a chuckle.

“Oh, yes,” Darcy said. “I doubt if she even masturbates regularly. Watching us might have been the only time she orgasmed since we met.”

He paused. “Do I remember wrong? I thought you mentioned something about a boyfriend…” Then, he paused. “I must have remembered wrongly?” He asked that question because, thanks to his enhanced hearing, he could hear Jane already standing up, her footsteps distinctive. Also, too hesitant as she went back and forth, suggesting that she might pull something naughty.

“They have the whole star-crossed lover thing going on. Very cute. Very virginal…”

“Maybe she’ll follow us for another show, then,” he asked.

“Maybe,” Darcy responded, her hands already on his belt. “Too bad our flight is in less than an hour, and we can’t skip.”

“First-class is too tempting?” he asked.

“No, but we have been recalled back urgently. Apparently, they need Jane to impress a donor and see if we could get some kind of cutting edge electronic imager,” she said, already busy with his belt.

“Really, last minute?” he said.

“Yeah, we were having lunch when they called,” Darcy smirked, which put the time roughly the same time he arranged the trip with Pepper. An interestingly quick reaction, suggesting that the moment one of their agents heard, they started moving.

He didn’t say anything, enjoying her hands around his girth while he started to maul her spectacular breasts. “It had been annoying at first, but a quickie followed by a first-class flight is too good to pass up.”

“A quickie only,” he teased. “How about something better?”

She shivered. “I told you, my flight—“ she said.

He interrupted her with a kiss. “Not your flight. Our flight,” he said with a chuckle, though this time, soft enough to make sure Jane couldn’t hear. Her eyes widened. “Didn’t I tell you? I’m also going to Virginia.”

“Oh, this day is getting better and better,” she said, and chose to show her happiness by getting even more aggressive. Luckily, they never stopped walking; they were in front of a storage room.

It was locked, but a rough push broke it. He could have easily picked the lock, but since SHIELD went to all that trouble to observe, giving them more details about his ‘direct’ personality was never a bad idea.

He pushed her toward the wall, deliberately leaving the door ajar. Thanks to his Multitasking, he could keep an ear, and close the door if anyone but Jane or Natalie gets curious.

For several minutes, they said nothing, nor did they change positions. Michael could sense that she hadn’t had sex since their last encounter, something that was only possible due to a weird combination of his skills that allowed him to read her. It was a nice way to tease her … later. Once he finished enjoying her tightness.

His endless stamina made him rather needy.

“Oh, I missed this,” she groaned as he slid into her, her core already sopping wet.

“Are you saying that I ruined you for all other men?” he teased her, even as he pulled her shirt up and started teasing her breasts directly.

It was intentional, as he wanted her to speak. He finally heard a change in the pattern of Jane’s steps, getting closer. Since she had lost her battle against her curiosity, it was only nice to guide her toward them.

His question made her laugh between moans. “Arrogant,” she scoffed. He slapped her ass. “But, not entirely wrong,” she answered. “I can’t say there are a lot of men that can match you. Most of them think that a good dick somehow works as a license to be an asshole.”

He chuckled as he continued to ram into her even harder, making her moan even louder. “Yeah, I can’t say I’m unhappy,” he said. “They make me look very good in comparison.”

“Oh, I’ll say,” she said, moaning even louder when he slapped her ass.

Jane reached the door he had deliberately left cracked, and gasped. Darcy tensed as she heard the sound, clearly not appreciating a random voyeur, but he leaned to her ear, and whispered. “Don’t react, but we have a familiar visitor watching us.”

“Jane? Really?” Darcy whispered.

“Yes,” he whispered. “It’s a good thing she’s smart, because sneaky, she is not.”

That made Darcy tighten even more. “Good. Our little show has been the first time she relaxed since … well, since her boyfriend started traveling without even bothering to call her, she had been extra irritable.”

“What a bastard,” he whispered, and slapped Darcy’s ass again. They stopped talking and started working. He did just best not to look toward Jane, who had been running her legs together desperately, but unlike their phone show, she lacked the courage to take the next step and directly stimulate her enjoyment.

She just stayed there, watching them go. He expected that to be the end … then he heard another set of footsteps, tall heels that were just as familiar. Natalie. They were rather loud, but both Darcy and Jane missed it until it was too late.

“Silent. I can hear someone coming,” he warned Darcy loudly. “The heels are pretty loud.”

That had been enough to make Jane flinch as she looked back, the motion was enough to push the door. “Oh, it’s just Jane,” Darcy said, then she paused, realizing the footsteps were still audible.

“Close the door, Jane,” he ordered. He had a feeling that under most circumstances, Jane would have argued. Luckily, their situation was rather exceptional, and watching them for almost a quarter of an hour clouded her decision-making quite a bit.

She did, only at the last moment, realizing that she had stayed inside rather than doing the smart thing. She looked at their revealing state, Michael’s hips still moving. Her eyes widened as she watched for a few seconds, then she closed her eyes in panic, and even raised her hands. “Sorry! I just … wanted to find Darcy because our flight is about to leave. I didn’t want to…”

“She’s your friend, Darcy. What do you think? She’s lying.”

Darcy smirked. “Oh, definitely. I saw her shoes long ago. She has been watching us for at least ten minutes.”

Jane gasped.

“How rude,” he teased while Jane trembled. “Almost as rude as not ending the call for almost thirty minutes previous time, watching us naughtily.”

That made her pull her hands, her eyes opening in panic … only to close back when she remembered they were still having sex. “I … I didn’t.”

He smirked. “You do know that we can see how long that call had lasted, right? Darcy was confused why her battery was almost completely gone, so we checked.”

“But … Darcy!” Jane gasped in shock.

“Hey, don’t get angry at me,” Darcy teased her despite being drilled. “You’re the one that decided to peek on us. Twice, I might add. And yet, you always refuse when I tell you to relax. You can’t spend your life waiting for that blonde hunk to return.”

“Th— Donald and I are … complicated,” she muttered, then her voice got sharper. “In any case. We can talk about it later. We have a flight to catch.”

“Just give me another minute. It’s bad luck to leave a job half-finished,” he teased, slapping Darcy’s ass.

Darcy moaned. “Of course, discard the poor intern as a mere job now that the sexy professor is here,” she moaned.

He spanked her again. “Do you want me to leave you at the edge,” he warned her playfully.

Her feigned panic was beautiful. “No, Daddy. Please, no!” she begged.

He had to admit, her sudden shift in tone worked well for him. While he rammed her, Darcy turned Jane. “You know that you can watch, right, Jane? Watching doesn’t count as cheating.”

“M-maybe,” Jane muttered, though he could see her eyes cracking just enough to actually watch them. “Still, it’s too …”

“Sexy, horny, amazing,” Darcy replied in quick succession, continuing with moans.

“S-shameful,” Jane replied, but her eyes opened.

“Think of it this way. When do you think you’re going to meet him again?” she asked. Jane missed Darcy’s amused tone as she enjoyed misleading Jane with her question.

“You’re a horrible friend,” Jane muttered, but that didn’t prevent her from taking Darcy’s advice. Jane not only opened her eyes, but she also changed her position slightly until her lower half had been hidden by some kind of pile of broken chairs.

That didn’t hide the suspicious movement of her shoulder, nor did hide her intense blush.

“Look, much better—“ Darcy started, but he decided to change the pace. He pulled her back, only to lift her easily onto his lap. Her legs wrapped around his body while they kissed. He turned slightly to give Jane the amazing sight of Darcy’s hips devouring his substantial length again and again.

An effective show, if the desperate speed of her shoulder was any indication. He used his enhanced strength to good effect, treating Darcy like a toy as he impaled her again and again. Even when he pulled back from the kiss, she stopped quipping, too focused on keeping her moans manageable.

“Too bad you can’t use this to silence her, right?” he said as he caught Jane’s gaze.

Jane’s cheeks warmed again, but she didn’t look away this time. She held his gaze for a beat longer, as if testing whether she could handle it . Michael gave her a slow, gentle smile that left room for her to decide. “Maybe I should look into getting a toy. It might be easier than trying to silence her otherwise.”

“Yes, please—“ Darcy started.

Michael spanked her ass and impaled her even deeper. “Shut it, intern. Grown-ups are speaking,” he teased.

“Sorry, daddy,” Darcy moaned, but she took her revenge by biting his neck hard enough to leave a mark … on a normal person.

“Undergrads, right?” he teased, even as he caught Jane’s gaze, putting his beautiful eyes and handsome face to best use. Pinned under his intense stare, her movements grew even more intense, the way her gaze suggesting that she did have a weakness for a pretty face with some muscle.

Once Darcy started shuddering, it didn’t take long for Jane to replicate that, the following shy expression almost as beautiful.

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It looked like the System liked making puns based on Thor’s name. He needed to remember that. Clearly, not all names could be taken literally.

He held his hand to Darcy while she dressed, and at the same time, he typed Natalie a quick message, asking her to meet him at the gate. “Why don’t I accompany you to your gate,” he offered Darcy with a wink.

She smirked, more than happy to play a prank on Jane. “Oh, I would love to. I don’t think I can walk,” she declared. Then, she turned to Jane. “You don’t mind, do you?” she asked.

“Darcy,” Jane growled in warning, but seemed unable to generate any anger. She instead chose to say nothing, and they started walking.

“How long do you have until your flight?” Darcy asked him.

“Ten minutes,” he said.

“You’re cutting it close,” Darcy said, even after her orgasm, happily setting up Jane. Once they went to their seats, his laptop was gone.

“Oh my god, someone took your laptop,” Jane started, but he stopped her.

“Don’t worry. I’m accompanied by an assistant, so no worries,” he said. “Let’s just go,” he said.

As they walked, Jane approached, blushing. “I … I don’t want you to get the wrong impression about me,” she whispered. “It’s just that—“

“Jane, you’re a beautiful woman, and we have shared some fun. It absolutely doesn’t change anything about how spectacular of a human being you are,” he said. His sincerity was not fake, as he had browsed her research enough to realize her genius was admirable. And, not being able to resist the specimen he turned out to be was hardly a great character flaw.

“T-thanks,” she muttered. “I just don’t want to see myself as a…”

“Lighten up, Jane. Michael is cool,” Darcy said, though her voice was kind as well.

Jane smiled as well. “Fine. He is cool,” she admitted.

“Good, because otherwise, the flight might have gotten frosty,” Darcy said.

Michael was quick to absolve himself of guilt. “What do you mean?” he asked shamelessly while he winked at Darcy.

“Oh, didn’t I tell you? We’re also flying to Virginia.”

That made Jane freeze in shock. Darcy pulled away from his arms and instead started to drag Jane. “Come on. We’re going to be late,” she said as she laughed uproarously, happy to pull her prank successfully.

Michael smirked as he followed. The flight was going to be fun…