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LET THEM KNOW WE
WONT BACK DOWN
a marvel/dc roleplay
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Post by marvelous on Jul 27, 2012 13:15:20 GMT -5
"Bald. Freakin. Puppy." Mary Bromfield greeted her and Danii's mutual pet, a cute puppy with no hair on the op of it's head that made it that much more adorable, as she carried Fury's water dish to the sink. It had been a gift and Mary absolutely loved the critter. It was great having a pet to take care of and just as great that their apartment allowed pets but Mary would have found it hard to say no to the pup regardless.
Dressed in Shorts, sneakers and t-shirt with a rare day off from her probation days of Shield training and work, , she had plans to take Fury to the park for a walk later but for now she was more than satisfied to let Fury have his water and puppy chow and wait for him to come crawling up into her lap while she caught an afternoon baseball game. Although she was a Yankees fan just as her best friend was, she was also a Cincinnati fan and the reds were playing this afternoon on ESPN.
With a chili dog, nacho chips, root beer and pickle slice on her plate, the remote quickly brought the game into view and she had just settled in before the sound of someone knocking shattered the moment of tranquility and sent her begrudgingly toward the front door, hoping to pull it open while their apartment still had a front door. She certainly wasn't expecting company. God only knew who was on the other side.
A quick peek through the peephole and she was content to pull the door open ever so slightly but with the chain still attached. "Hello?"
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Suck it, Wolverine.
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Post by Wade "Deadpool" Wilson on Jul 27, 2012 13:30:07 GMT -5
God, what had happened over the past few days?
He'd fallen in love with the blonde babe, Danii, Lady Liberty. Well as close to love as he could comfortably get. Anyway at some point during their... Fun night, he had acquired her address. And what was strangest of all, it seemed she wanted to see him.
So that morning he took a shot and some breath mints and made his way to her apartment, via motorcycle. She would like motorcycles, right? She seemed like that type... Oh what was he doing trying to impress her? She was probably just like everyone else...
Well. Anyway.
Knocked at the door, a ratta tat tat. And she didn't answer. But someone was there.
He had a few guns on his body despite his nice three piece suit, and his hand immediately went to one. But the voice that answered, though not Danii's, was indeed female and innocent sounding.
Maybe her roommate.
...interesting.
Very interesting.
He looked through the small crack that appeared in the door. He could hardly see her face.
"Hi, I'm Wade. I think Danii wanted to see me? Uh, Could I come in?"
Hell, he kinda wanted to see this girl. She had a smooth voice.
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Post by marvelous on Jul 27, 2012 23:32:12 GMT -5
Being a recently christened government agent, Mary of course kept her gun close enough to snag with a flick of the wrist almost all of the time. Why? Because everyone else did, even if it wasn't necessary. The gun was always close, the word of power was even closer.
Mary quickly shut the door again and unhooked the chain before reopening it and with a slightly wary demeanor allowed the guest entrance. "Wade Wilson. I know who you are. Have heard alot about you, it's my job to know these things now."
She kept a straight face as she slid the door open, using her leg to cut off Fury's charge, scooping the bald, freakin puppy up and cradling him in her arms before waving Wade in. "Sure, come ahead in. Danii isn't here right now but if she is expecting you you are welcome to wait though you might have a long one ahead of you. I'm not sure when she'll be back to be honest." She answered, before leaning down and gently kissing the top of Fury's bald head then sat him back on the floor.
"You're a friend of hers? A business associate? Would you like something to drink?" She offered while sizing the handsome gentleman up, wondering why Danii had never mentioned him to her before.
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Suck it, Wolverine.
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Post by Wade "Deadpool" Wilson on Jul 28, 2012 21:04:18 GMT -5
Okay, well, it looked like she'd let him in, and--
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Oh hot damn.
She was smoking hot, and in the shorts and tight t shirt, her long legs and curvy torso were rather apparent. Danii hadn't said she had a roommate, much less one that would inspire in him such sudden attraction. She knew who he was, too! How nice.
How interesting.
"Yeah, a friend. Not business. Kinda complicated, uh..." she just checked him out. She totally just checked him out and offered him a drink. He gave a sort of charming smile. "Yeah. Alcohol if you have any. I guess if I gotta wait, might as well have some fun."
He looked around the apartment, though having come from the bright hallway his eyes hadn't yet adapted to its dim light. But ESPN was on and there was the faint smell of nachos.
Oh god, and she was a tomboy, too. Major turn on. He breathed in the smell of chili dogs, and was sort of drawn to the source, already taking a few steps into the apartment as if to get acquainted.
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Post by marvelous on Jul 28, 2012 22:09:35 GMT -5
By the time Wade strode in clad in his very stylish navy blue three piece suit, Mary had her gun tucked away and hidden, and Fury the hairless wonder was sitting on the couch next to where she had been sitting waiting on her to come back. Of course there were 2 things that didn't dawn on her until after she offered him a drink. Those being that he might be expecting alcohol, and that the two roommates currently had none in stock. The price one pays when they spend as much time working as these two agents of SHIELD did.
The brunette stopped in her tracks, hands running her fingers through her dark locks while turning and offering her best apologetic smile at the man. "Right. Unfortunately, the most stimulating beverage I can offer right now is A&W root beer." She then twisted her face into a frown at the thought of being a poor host and vowed on the spot to go grocery shopping as soon as opportunity presented itself.
Sorry about that but I can make you a chili dog if you like. Or I can leave you be while you wait for Danii to return. I should do laundry." She nodded toward the recliner in their living room and offered him a seat. A handsome man in a three piece suit...that was only here to see Danii. It was the best of times, it was the worst of times.
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Suck it, Wolverine.
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Post by Wade "Deadpool" Wilson on Jul 28, 2012 22:23:40 GMT -5
Humm. Root beer. Well.
He liked root beer. She stroked her own hair in a sort of anxious way, but it only served to--okay honestly, everything she did turned him on. Shit, it was the same way with all women. But this was his love's roommate, and it felt so... Dirty, to be so attracted to her. And he liked dirty.
But he strode over to the recliner and took a sip of the root beer which his eyes found there. He was almost resigned to just waiting there, when he turned around abruptly.
"Better idea," he said, "There's a wine shop just down the road a bit. Let's grab a bottle or two and mix up life a bit." he smiled, setting the root beer down. He intentionally brushed past the girl on his way to the door.
Shaking his keys as he took them out of his breastpocket, he showed them to the girl. "ever rode a motorcycle before?"
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Post by marvelous on Jul 29, 2012 3:33:21 GMT -5
Alright, he's going for the root beer and he's content to wait for Danii to get back. Wherever she is. Everything's fine. Mary thought to herself, smiling slightly then turned to began walking toward her bedroom. Two words rang in her head having come fresh out of Wade Wilson's aka Deadpool's mouth. Friend and complicated. Both of them concerning Danii and it spelled like something Mary would be best to distance herself a country mile from.
And then things took a serious turn for the awkward side of life.
Handsome gentleman, dressed very sharp in a suit who may or may not have something going on with her best friend and roommate. Keep walking, pretend you didn't hear him.
Her mind and basic human logic professed those words as she was in the path to gather laundry for the washer. Something was clearly happening between he and Danii, his words betrayed him and yet it almost sounded like he was asking her out.
Why did he have to be so hot looking. Was she crazy and imagining it or did it smell like he was wearing cologne? Even if he wasn't he smelled nice. Why did she have to have a notorious weakness for men that were older? She was only 21 and he looked at least 10 years older, did this not faze him? Her steps grew slower as she wrestled with her thoughts, and then turned back around. The man just wanted something to drink. Nothing more, nothing less. It was the least she could do for not having something handy she supposed.
A few hours from now, or perhaps in the morning she might come to regret this decision but when he brushed past her and dangled the keys to his motorcycle in front of her sparkling baby blue eyes, they might as well have been hypnotic jewels. Everything about the man was doing a number on her.
"No I haven't but there's a first time for everything. Let's ride." Her voice softly spilled from her lips with a slight air of hesitation but it didn't linger long. A moment later she was petting Fury, telling him to behave, and with her purse slung over her shoulder, followed Wade toward his motorcycle.
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Suck it, Wolverine.
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Post by Wade "Deadpool" Wilson on Jul 29, 2012 7:08:21 GMT -5
Alright, she was with him. As they walked down the stairs, he talked about Danii. "She is really nice, but... We aren't together or anything. I mean. We're good friends." he didn't know why he felt the need to reassure this to her. Hell, he needed more to reassure it to himself. He wouldn't, couldn't admit that he had feelings for the blonde. Well shit, though, he developed feelings for every cute girl that crossed his path... And this brunette was no exception.
She was way different than Danii, but in some ways just as hot. While Danii looked like a voluptuous supermodel, this girl had a sort of girl-next-door-who-is-great-in-bed vibe. Oh god, he wanted to get her in bed. Like she had said, Danii wouldn't be back in a while... And that was probably going with her normal work schedule. He knew that SHIELD working times fluctuated wildly. Maybe some threat had appeared and she was busy with it, but anyway..
They were down by his motor already. It was a nice black and red MV Agusta F4CC. Awww yeah, sexiest motorcycle in the world. He unlocked the wheel, got on it, started the engine, and took it off the parking breaks.
It was really walking distance away, but riding was more fun, and faster. As soon as she got on, he'd head straight there, the wind blowing in his hair, and they'd start trying to pick out some wine.
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Post by marvelous on Jul 29, 2012 7:27:03 GMT -5
Alright so Mary Bromfield was unaware of the truth behind Wade Wilson's friendship with Danii and took his word at face value when he said they were just good friends. If that were truly the case and she wasn't being lied to then he was available. If Mary was reading him correctly, he seemed interesting in getting to know her, having a few drinks together and bonding. There were still a couple things he didn't know about her yet either, such as the fact that she was an agent of SHIELD now also or her other identity. Those things she'd tell in due time but they could wait.
The motorcycle looked like it cost a pretty penny. Instant win. Mary was impressed on the spot and waited with a smile pasted on her lips and the wind starting to blow her hair with the breeze for him to crank up the cycle before she climbed on, saddled her legs and wrapped her arms gently around his waist before he drove off.
The feel of her arms around his waist kept her heart beating even faster, he definitely had her attention and a knack for arousing the fairer sex. A part of her hoped he'd decide to take the long way to wherever this liquor store was just to have the extra time to hold on and enjoy the ride. She really hadn't ridden a motorcycle before but now she was actually wondering why. Perhaps getting one of her own would be feasible.
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Suck it, Wolverine.
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Post by Wade "Deadpool" Wilson on Jul 29, 2012 7:53:45 GMT -5
Well, straight there was kind of difficult in New York's maze of road construction, protests, and one way streets. Not to mention the potholes... Anyway, the route he needed to take to get there was far longer than he originally thought. Though, the route back would be maybe three or four blocks.
He felt her legs tighten around his and her arms tighten around his waste. She really hadn't ridden before. She was too far forward... Buthe wasn't really complaining. He liked the feeling of her wrapping around him, as they sat on the motor that heavily vibrated in sensuous undulations just below their--well you get the picture. Point is, there's a reason why riding motorcycles is sexy.
Finally, after his hair ended up having a nice blow in the wind, he parked outside of the wine shop he liked. He locked the wheel after getting off and turning it off and setting the brakes up, and looked inside. Bottles on bottles of red, white, pink, and tons of different favors, even champagne, and everything was in every color of bottle, from black to green to clear. Ahh, heaven.
He stepped inside. What to get? They needed something that could stand on its own, and get them drunk without leaving an awful dry taste in their mouths... He went up to the desk and ordered. "A chambourcin and a Cabernet Sauvignon, please. How far back do you have?"
"Chambourcin to 2001, Cabernet back to 1995. But if you're planning on mixing the Chambourcin, we have some Merlot from 1984. Very good year for Merlot."
"Ah, you're absolutely right. I will go with the Merlot instead, thanks!"
He handed the man his card. He smiled as he went back to get the bottles, and handed them to Wade happily. He nodded and gave back the card after charging it. Wade didn't look at the receipt as he took the bottles in a bag and went back out to the motor. Maybe the girl had been watching the whole time? Or maybe looking at the wines out front? Anyway, when he got outside, he stopped and asked her.
"Um, what is your name? You haven't told me yet and... I think I should know it." he smiled as he took the wheel lock off.
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Post by marvelous on Jul 29, 2012 8:38:47 GMT -5
Once she was aboard she wedged her purse firmly between herself and wade so as to make double sure she didn't lose it during the ride, which turned out to be a real pip. Yeah, this was definitely something she had to do more often. She was used to adventure, loved flying fast, riding fast horses and her other self loved flying fast. The motorcycle ride in her opinion was just a natural extension of her need for speed. The feel of the motor vibrating beneath her was a new feeling but no less stimulating than the ride itself.
She gave a relaxed wave and merely smiled without a word, leaning back a little and stretching while she waited on him to return. Smoothing her dark strands and tucking them behind her ears with an occasional glance into the shop, eying careful the few bottles she could see, curious as to what he'd select. Among the other things she'd not yet told him yet was the fact that the only alcohol she'd ever drank was an occasional beer. Wine would be another first.
"Mary Bromfield. I'm not only Danii's roommate, i'm her teammate. I'll tell you more after we've had a few drinks." She answered before he took off, arms and legs firmly back to stabilize her seated position. Bye the time Wade had come back she fished her sunglasses out of her purse and slid them onto her face. "What kind of refreshments did you buy us?"
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Suck it, Wolverine.
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Post by Wade "Deadpool" Wilson on Jul 29, 2012 19:23:36 GMT -5
After a couple a drinks, she'd tell him more? That sounded like a hell of a proposition, and he was more than interested. Where Danii was curvy and tall, this girl was slender and average height. But that didn't stop her from having a hell of a body, and one that felt comfortable wrapped around him, even if it was from behind and not, well... You know.
He decided he'd go over the route back slowly. He knew what he was doing. The motor would get hot and intersections where he stopped, and it would vibrate harder the longer he stopped, and well... He was good at using his machine as more than just a mode of transportation, for his passengers of the opposite gender. It could make things happen so much better...
Anyway, he answered her question at the first intersection. "Red wine. Two bottles of different types, when mixed they make a really great stand alone drink..." moved on to the next intersection, had to stop talking for a while, "and we don't stop drinking until they're both empty. It's damn good wine, too. So.."
Start again, intersection before their apartment block. "So we can... talk really freely."
Aaaaand they arrived at the apartment. He locked it again and set it up, hopefully while she was getting ready to go up, getting her key out or whatever.
He wanted to make it up the stairs as fast as possible, so he'd make it a challenge. A fun challenge that really, neither of them would win at. Or, uh... Both of them would win, sort of. "let's race up the stairs," he said, winking before starting up to the apartment door.
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Post by marvelous on Jul 30, 2012 4:42:35 GMT -5
Holy moley..." Hot indeed. The heat rising from the motor and the sensuous vibrations were indeed having an effect on the young woman. It wouldn't have fazed her alter ego but the other Mary wasn't here right now. This was still Mary Bromfield. Considering her current position it started with her pussy and sent a subtle tingling sensation throughout her whole body. She could feel it all over and if she didn't know better, she'd be positive Wade planned this purposely.
The hum of the motor beneath her ass and the feel of her arms around him their bodies close together with only her purse between them as they rode made her feel that much more relaxed and at ease. And all the more eager to pop open the bottles of bubbly whenever they were back inside.
When they came to a stop at the next light, the someday heir to the Bromfield family fortune listened with a widening smile as Wade discussed his purchase, her right hand moved to the same leg, rubbing it from the kneecap all the way up to where her shorts cut off, scratching a slight itch as well.
"Talking. Yes, talking is always fun." She of course agreed although she wasn't stupid. It was becoming increasingly clear while listening to him and his tone of voice that the mercenary likely had more on his mind than just talking. And suffice to say the motorcycle's motor wasn't the only one being revved up when he sped off again and cruised until stopping at the apartment.
And then Wade threw down the gauntlet. He actually challenged her to a race. Her eyes went wide for a brief moment. It was tempting, oh so tempting to pull the trigger. She never backed down from a challenge as loing as it wasn't completely insane and she didn't like to lose. Who did. She almost pulled the trigger right then and there. Knowing that if she chose she could be at the top of the stairs before he took his first step.
The idea of having an interesting rest of the day and sparing his masculine pride a beating at the risk of wounding her own won over and so she stayed in the powerless physique and accepted his call.
"You're on."
They were both standing up there lickety split, although Wade had beaten her just like Mary suspected he would unless she'd transformed, which she didn't. The keys were dangling from her hands, hurriedly unlocking the front door, her hair was a mess and her heart was still on an emotional high from the motorcycle ride when she stepped in and waved for Wade to follow. "Let's party."
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Suck it, Wolverine.
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Post by Wade "Deadpool" Wilson on Jul 30, 2012 4:58:42 GMT -5
Well, judging by the heat radiating from her and her flushed face, his motorcycle had definitely done the trick. Anyway, they were up the stairs fast, breathing heavy, already hot and sweaty. She was fumbling to get the keys in, they needed to keep this energy going? Which was great, as she suggested they party...
He followed close behind as they entered the dark room. He stumbled in the darkness looking for a light and to stabilize himself his hand grabbed her waist from behind. "oops!" he said, and got his footing. After he was stable, he gave a subtle playful stroke down on the sensitive triangle of skin just below her waistline, just a brush and then not even touching her. Still, such a move could give goosebumps, or more, if done right. Finally they sat in the sofa, and he popped the cork off the wine.
He took a glass and poured them in at the same time, smiling as the two dark red liquids mixed. He took a sip. Damn good.. And damn strong. He poured another glass and gave it to her, sipping more from his own as she held hers.
"Tell me your desires, Mary."
They hadn't turned the tv on. They both knew where this was headed, and knew alcohol was just a conduit. He didn't know why he was so ready to do this. Well, okay, he knew. He was a guy. But she.... Seemed to have a thing for older men, motorcycles, and wine, and he had just happened to hit the trifecta. Whatever it was, she seemed to be driven by some intense passion right now, and he wasn't getting in her way.
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Post by marvelous on Jul 30, 2012 5:19:38 GMT -5
Ah the privileges of youthfulness and being wise yet still naive enough to believe that Wade's act of tripping was merely part of a well orchestrated plot to get into her shorts at the end of this golden road. He was the player and he was shaping her like clay without her being any the wiser. Her flushed face indeed be flushed. She felt his hand lightly brush against the front of her waist, below that really, and it was on like Donkey Kong. He claimed it was an accident and Mary bit the claim hook line and sinker.
A few minutes later, the lights were on though dimmed, glasses were retrieved, corks were popped and they were both sitting on the couch gazing into each others eyes, wine glasses raised to their lips and the wine going straight to her head, considering again she had never tasted the stuff before. New experience for a woman whose only experience with alcohol in the past had been with beer.
When he asked her to speak of her desires she might as well have been under deep hypnosis for all intents and purposes. She couldn't suppress the urge to spill her guts and pour her heart out to him. Her whole body was flushed. The voice of wisdom pleaded with her to speak the magic word and ward off it's effects but not today she wouldn't. They were both being driven by passion right now and Mary didn't want it to end.
""I have dreams like everyone else. My biggest and most long range one is to someday own my own farm. I enjoy being around animals. I have wanted that ever since I was a child. Even before I first became Mary Marvel. I want someone to love me for who I am at some point, not just what I can do, but mostly..." She whispered, guzzling the remaining contents of her glass down her throat, leaned forward and gently wrapped her arms around him. A long lingering kiss from her lips to his unfolded as her hands moved from his neck to his chest and then slowly fell between his legs.
"I desire more alcohol and I desire you. What do you desire?"
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