I have been on an Avengers craze so...yeah. Pls review!
Disclaimer: I do not own Marvel
Krystal POV
2015
" Hello? Can you hear me now?" I ask as the man´s eyes flutter open.
" Wh-who are you?" he asks.
" My name is Krystal. What is your name speedy boy?"
" Pietro. Is my sister here?" he asks.
Then he tries to sit up.
" Woah there. You just got brought back from the dead Pietro. Do you want to know how many bullets were embedded into you?"
" Brought back from the dead?"
" Okay, you weren't entirely dead. I simply removed the bullets and moved you molecules to close the holes."
(Idk if that's possible, but just go with it)
" Thank you."
" No problem. You helped keep my home safe. I am grateful for that."
He lets out a yawn.
" Rest now," I tell him.
I watch as his, too blue to be real, eyes flutter shut.
I go lie on the cot next to him and fall asleep with those same blue eyes invading my mind.
...
2018
…
" Ugh, that's cheating!" I yelled as Pietro crossed the finish line.
" What's cheating?" he asks innocently.
I glare at him. In a flash of silver he is in front of me.
" Are you mad because I used my powers lyubov?"
" Yes! I specifically said no powers!" I say to him.
" I'm sorry darling. We can race again if you would like."
His accent rumbles up from his throat into his mouth and then to my ears.
I smile and then wrap my arms around his neck, pulling his mouth closer to mine. His hands land on my hips, pulling me closer to him. It took 2 years for us to realize that we both liked each other. I wasn't ever one to miss out on his kisses since then.
As we drew apart for air I said,
" See ya speedy."
I shifted into a cheetah and raced across the finish line before he realized what was happening. When I got to the end I shifted back and did a victory dance.
" I thought you said no powers," a voice whispered in my ear.
" Well since you used your I thought I should even it out."
" Of course you did," he chuckled.
His warm breath tickled my neck until he planted a kiss there.
I gasped.
I could feel him smile against my neck.
" Come on Turbo, we best head inside."
" Of course."
He then picks me up bridal style and speeds inside. He drops me on the bed where we just cuddle and kiss until we both drift into sleep.
…
The next morning (still 2018)
...
" So what is the plan to find my sister?" Pietro asks.
" I have tracked the Avengers and they are going to be in Sokovia tomorrow. Hopefully we can find at least one of them to tell us about where Wanda is."
Pietro told me all about his twin sister Wanda. I really wanted to meet her, not just because she is his only living family left, but because I want to know how she put up with the speedy bastard for 26 years. Don't get me wrong, I love Pietro, but he can be a handful.
" I still can't believe that we might actually find out where she is. It took 3 years to build and get that tracker running and now-" he stops.
I walk over slowly.
" What if she is different? Will she even remember me?" he asks.
" I have never met Wanda, but I know that she could never forget you. I know what it feels like to lose a sibling. They are not someone you just forget," I assure them.
Not too long ago I told Pietro about my family. How my 17 year old brother, 5 year old sister, 3 year old brother, and my parents died in a fire. I was only 14 at the time. I was put into foster care, but ran away from every home I got put into. I lived on my own ever since.
" What if they don't know where she is?"
I straddle his lap on the cushion chair.
" Then we will keep looking. I promise we will find her."
He nods and rests his forehead on mine.
" I love you Krystal. I love everything about you. All the way from your curly golden locks to your cute little feet. I love your gray eyes and how they turn purple when you use your powers. I love your muscles and your fiery passion. I know that I used to think I would never settle down or be happy with any one woman, but you have proven me wrong. I love you my dear."
" I love you too Pietro."
We start kissing gently on the chair. What starts gently gets fiery and I snake my hands into his bleached hair. I remember when he insisted I cut it for him. It ended up uneven but so sexy and with some bleach still in it. His hands are on my back pulling me into him. When they slip under my shirt I shiver. His hands are so cold, but it feels so good. His tongue dances with mine only pulling apart so he can pull my shirt over my head. I unbutton his shirt and shove it off his shoulders. I run my hand up and over his beautifully toned and muscled body.
"Oh..baby….Pietro I-.. uhh," I manage in between kisses .
He grabs my thighs and stands up. I lock my feet around his back as he walks us to the bedroom. He drops me on the bed as we strip off our clothes. Then, I feel more love than I have felt in 14 years.
Sorry if that moved to quickly for your liking. I accept constructive criticism but no flames please. If you hate it, go vent to a friend or just stop reading this. That simple.
Love You All!
~Wise Girl