Okay this story is Mature Adult for a reason people! Sexual themes and language warning. Read at your own discretion. As always I only own whats mine. Enjoy.
(Danny's POV)
I sighed, gently hitting the alarm clock on the floor before it goes off. It rung maybe once, not enough to make noise. I sit up, my hands stretching above my head. My neck cracks as my stretch before I blink once. I place my hands on the floor and keeping my legs straight, lift my lower body off the ground, my legs hover midair for 15 seconds before I bend my knees and leaning my chest forwards I pull my legs under and behind me before going up into a handstand. Careful not to hit peters ceiling fan I hold this another 15 seconds before bring my legs in front of my face, if someone walked in I'd look like a backwards C. I touch my toes to the floor and hold this for a bit before bending my arms and flipping forwards. I do one full circle in the air before landing perfectly on my feet, I glance at peter and smile when I see is still sleeping frame and run a hand through my hair to get out a few knots. I open the door and flipping to my hands gently make my way across the hall and down the stairs, my fingers could be placed on certain parts of the boards so they wouldn't squeak and wake up Aunt may, or worse... Ava. While both ladies were good morning people they needed about forty-five extra minutes of sleep than I did and if woken to soon, were hell in heels. On the other hand, I could make it down the stair without all the trouble but this way I got my morning workout started.
I walk down to the kitchen, on my feet this time as I flipped off the bottom step. I look at Sam's sleeping frame on the couch, the remote still in his hands and droll running down his chin. I take the remote and flip the channel to the weather, quietly taking in the numbers before smiling and turning off the machine. I pull the blanket off the floor and place it over his body before turning and heading to the kitchen. I have a slow drink of water, savoring the taste and the feeling of it waking up my body before placing the glass in the sink and heading for the back door. I unlock the back door, grabbing the keys of the hook and exiting to the backyard. I re-lock the door before placing the keys on the ground and step down to the cold dewy grass. The motion brings a shiver from my body and I stretch once more to adjust to the colder air. It was nothing compared to Kun-lun but it was colder than the normal city weather. I pull off my shirt and gently fold it, before walking into the middle of the grass and starting my sets. Slowly sliding my hands through the motions my master had taught me and his master before him and so on. My feet sliding across the grass with ease as I let myself slip back into the memories of my homeland.
(Ava's POV)
My eyes open to the gentle beeping of Aunt May's alarm clock. It beeps, once, twice, three times before its shuts over, like clock work Aunt May hits the button before sitting up and stretching. I roll over to my stomach and pull my knees up, I push out my arms and stretch like a cat, an embarrassing trait from the amulet but Aunt may never sees it, or doesn't say as shes already up and looking through the closet for clothes. Her quiet voice filled with excitement as she goes over her daily list of things to do today. I do a back bridge and lazily flip off the end of the bed before turning and gently sliding into the splits. Careful not to kick the dresser with my feet, like I had many times before.
The dresser had belonged to Peter's uncle and after a few days of convincing Aunt May helped me move my clothes into the cupboards. I had stood once more, pulling my leg up behind my head and resting my foot on my shoulder, balancing on my left leg when Aunt May chuckles, I release my leg and rest it against the wall, leaning back I place my crotch against the cold wood and pull my foot towards the floor in a sideways V position, I cock my head to the left and see aunt may looking out the window. I hold the pose for a moment longer and release, stepping forward, gently pulling my opposite leg up over my shoulder and take a step over, smiling too as I rest my leg on my shoulder.
"Every day," she chuckles "just like clockwork." I smile and watch as Danny easily lifts his right leg above his head and leans back onto a another pose, his hands placed by his heart and head, palm facing away from his body and ready to attack before he turns and circling his lifted leg, brings it forwards as he bends into a slightly more complex version of the warrior pose. His muscles holding him in place with ease as his hands do a slow circle in front of his body. "You know, you guys aren't like other teenagers."
My eyes slowly fall to her, I had backed away from the window and dropped into the splits, laying my whole upper body against the floor with ease.
"Really?" I ask and fold my arms, searching my mind for a plausible excuse. At shield this wasn't that odd, each agent already briefed on our abilities and i guess we'd had fallen into a comfortable routine but I guess to Aunt May's this was weird. Very weird, shit… "uh, I didn't think were that different…" I scan through my head for a reasonable answer to our weirdness "I was on my school gymnastics team at Conwell from the age of five, Danny's been in so many martial arts classes I've lost track of all of them. Luke lifts weights, like all the time, he was on the wrestling team and Sam's, well Sam's just a pain…?"
I internally cringe at how fake my voice sounds but pray that Aunt May buys it. She smiles, not really answering my fears but looks out the window again, I wait quietly as she speaks.
"Its not a bad thing Ava, you guys just seem a bit more serious. No, that's not the right word…" she trails off in thought, her finger tapping her chin just like Peter does "More, regimented." I stiffen at the word. Could aunt may know?! "Yes that's it." She snaps her fingers triumphantly "It's like I have my own little house of solders." She chuckles at the word and leaves down stairs, I stumble to the doorway "Oh! I have a meeting in a few minutes so I won't be back before you guys leave, tell Sam there's stuff in the fridge for waffles, make sure Luke doesn't use all the hot water and make sure peter gets to school On. Time." She sends me a look at the peter part before winking and hurrying down the steps.
I sigh and lean back against the door frame, a hand on my face but a smile on my lips.
"Oh jeez…."
(Lukes POV)
I chuckle as Aunt Mays voice echoes down the hallway and under my door, I pause and roll over, Aunt May and Ava were up before 6:30 every day and Danny earlier, I chuckle at her comment about the water and run a hand down my face. I made a mental note to get Peter up and sat up, watching my feet so I wouldn't kick Sam but I looked down at the empty wooden floor. The large plush blankets gone from the dresser and my loudmouthed teammate nowhere to be seen.
"Damn it Peter!" I growl softly.
Our hyperactive team leader was the last one up with Sam and it was the unspoken duty of the last to take Sam to bed with them. Otherwise the kid will stay up till four in the morning watching gory movies and sleep through school the next day.
This wouldn't be so problematic as most kids sleep through a few classes but Sam has a bad habit of sleep talking and its always about what he just watched. Last night was the twenty-hour showing of scream fest which included Nightmare on elm street, all the Saw movies, the Scream trilogies and a few others I couldn't place. Which means he'll be randomly screaming bloody murder throughout the whole morning as freaks chase him in his dreams.
Great.
I run a hand through my hair and over my eyes once more. I quietly run through my morning, opting to wash my face and use dry shampoo instead of a shower for Aunt May's sake. I throw on some deodorant and a bit of Ax body spray before heading down stairs.
(Ava's POV)
I sighed. A small smile on my face as I bit my finger, my hip popped out as I casually leaned against the door frame. Watching through the glass as Danny went through his sets, his motions seamless and fluid. His face calm like every other day. My smile grew more, turning into a smirk as my eyes followed his body, watching his muscles bulge with each movement and the gently shine from the thin layer of sweat.
God he was fucking sexy.
I smile, gasping as a pair of arms slid around my stomach and a gentle warm kiss was placed on the back of my neck.
"Morning" Luke whispers, I moan quietly and run a hand up through his hair.
"Good morning." I say and turn, gently placing a kiss on his lips before he pulled back.
My eye brow rises as I was used to a better good morning kiss. confusion that turned into a little pout, the small noise making Luke turn back with a smirk, pulling me to his firm body and wrapping around an arm around my waste. We stand there, placing gentle pecks on each others lips before Luke steps back.
"Peter let Sam sleep on the couch, I have to get him up."
"Oh fuck." I say and push him gently "Get him up."
"Or…" Luke says pulling me back to him "I could put him back in bed and let him have a sick day? I'm not wanting to deal with nightmare central today." I smirk into his chest as his hand rubs my lower back gently, his fingers brushing gentle circled into my spine "How long has he been out there."
I turn around slowly, leaning against his chest to look back at Danny.
"About an hour." I sigh "He should be finishing up pretty quick." I pat him bicep twice "Go move Sam, I'll set up." He moves, walking into the other room as I start pulling out pans for pancakes –the only thing I could cook- and refill a glass for Danny "And make sure Peters up!" I add as he heads up the steps.
I was mixing the batter when the back door opens and footsteps echo on the floor. I smile as another pair of hands slides around my waist and chuckle as Danny places a slow kiss on the top of my head. I lean back into his body for a moment and sigh happily.
"Good morning" he whispers
"Morning." I whisper back "Drink." I say, motioning over to the three glasses on the counter full of water.
"What, no good morning kiss?" he teases
"I'll kiss you when the waters gone." I shoot back and smile as he grabs a glass
I slow down with the mixing as my eyes fall back on his body, his head tipped back as he guzzles the first glass of water. He'd only set down the first cup when I place the bowl on the counter and wrap a hand around his neck, pulling him to my body. He gasps slightly before tilting his head, adjusting to the kiss. His hands wrapping around my around my ass as he picks me up off the ground, I smile, tilting his head up to mine as I held his face. My lips pressed to his in a passionate make-out session before pulling back and resting my head head against his.
"What happened to drinking my water?" he smirk as he sets me down.
"I couldn't wait." I stated nonchalantly before picking up the bowl to mix again.
"Is Peter and Sam up?" he smiles and grabs another glass.
"Peter will be and Sam's sleeping in" I state and take the container of oil Danny had gotten from the counter.
"Peter left him on the couch?" Danny asks surprised.
"I'm surprised that you find that surprising." I chuckle, Danny sighs with a smile, wrapping an arm around my waist once more, half pulling me in a hug and away form the stove to pour a bit of oil in the pan. The oil hissing lightly and after a second calms down.
"Peter may be good in battle but ever where else, his mind is often distracted."
I roll my eyes and lean into his embrace once more as he shuts the cap and puts it away, I bite my lip as this causes his body to press further into mine, I could feel the muscles moving with ease. God, if I wasn't cooking right now I'd be running my tongue up those glorious abs. The level of muscle Danny had should be illegal for a high school senior. Not that I minded, practically praising his body in bed but everywhere else it could be very distracting…
"You're not focusing Ava." Danny whispers huskily in my ear, grabbing the container so i wouldn't turn the four little pancakes into a giant one. My breathe hitches as his tongue runs up my ear "One must clear there mind to have a productive day." He teases once more as I struggle to flip the pancakes I had poured into the pan.
"Oh believe me" I state "Keep this up and we'll have a very productive day."
I push my ass back, gently grinding into his growing erection and smile as he steps forwards instinctively. Luke had walked into the room, stretching out his shoulders before bumping fists with Danny and running his other hand down Danny's back.
"Keep talking like that and I'll throw you both over my shoulders and haul your asses upstairs" He says, squeezing Danny's ass and generating a moan of pleasure from the blonde boy "pancakes be damned."
I smile and flip the last two pancakes as Peter walks down stairs.
"Good morning loving husband." I say in a teasing voice.
Our fearless leader was rubbing his eyes like a child. Hair a complete mess and clad in a tank top and blue and white striped boxers. He blinks once, taking in the sight before him and smiling.
"Morning." He states and sits down in a chair to take a sip on the glass of milk id left for him.
I chuckle once. Peter was an awesome husband, don't let this little show mislead you it was the fact that my husband was never a morning person, as we never had morning, being superheroes it was early nights and a few hours on shut eye. Peter would be all over me a little after first period. Dragging me into the the equipment room for a make-out session so passionate it makes my head spin. That or a quickie, sending Luke, Danny and Sam a few pictures of our session, Peter's dick in between my tits or in my mouth and a nice of shot of him buried balls deep inside me as I leaned over the mats. A few pictured to get them all hot and bothered before heading back to class and then home for a hopefully hot night of pleasure, granted no bad-guys show up. We had an open relationship, Peter and I, opting more times than not to include the whole gang in our nights of fun but Peter had no shame in staking his claim over me when needed.
"Okay guys, what's wrong?" he sighs, turning to look at the other males that were standing there with their arms crossed.
Looks of impressment plastered on their faces.
"Did you forget something last night Peter?" Luke practically growls, Peter stops once trying to think of something most likely off topic like an anniversary or birthday "Or someone I should say."
Peter stops, mid drink as his eye slowly widen. His puts down the cup, swallowing the milk in his mouth before looking at all of us like a child caught red handed in the cookie jar. He shuts his eyes, in an almost painful expression as the realisation hits him.
"Fuck."
"Yeah, nice going dear." I state once and flip a few more pancakes
"How long did he stay up?" Peter asks, a hand now running down his face like an exhausted father.
To be honest, just thinking about Sam could be utterly exhausting. Sam, our youngest really was like a child, trying to rile everyone up on missions, pulling pranks around the house and pulling all-night movie marathons on a school night. Often times I really felt like his mother. Thank-fully I had three husbands to help me… most of the time. The guys weren't much better than Sam when it came to homework or maturity but they were there when I needed them and so was Sam. Maybe Aunt May was right, we weren't like other teenagers.
"Not sure." Danny sighs "but a river follows the same path unless something redirects the flow of water and knowing Sam, I'd say all night."
"Were letting him stay home today to sleep it off." I say and take a plate of pancakes to the table, Luke and Danny had set the table, a container of orange juice already made in the fridge. I set down the plate and small my fist on the table, a knife flips into the air and I easily grab the handle before shoving the blade in Peter's face. "And if you ever do this again I swear to god I'll give you such a bad case of blue balls they'll fall off." If Peter wasn't awake before he sure as hell was now "Got it?"
"Yes Mam" Peter swallowed, the look of fear on his face.
Not for the knife but for the thought of losing his closest friends to something so horrible. I smiled as the other boys shifted uncomfortably at the thought and sit down at the table to eat.
"Enjoy!" I say with a smile, using the same knife I had in Peters face to dig into my food.
I smile as I'm pretty sure I'd just killed every male's appetite at this table. This was going to be a fun morning.
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