Hey guys, sorry for the long absence, I moved to another country and spent the last five months adjusting to my new international school. Anyway, hope ya'll haven't given up on this story yet because I'm back with an extra-long chapter just for you ;)
Here's a brief summary of the past 7 chapters in case my absence made your memory a lil rusty.
Pietro and Emma met when she was wandering into the Sokovian castle where the hydra base was and when she froze him mid-air with her 'defying gravity' powers, he felt a connection to her.
Eventually, to keep her safe, Pietro made Wanda wipe Emma's memory but Emma always saw his eyes in her dreams. Pietro saved her from being raped months later and their relationship blossomed. Then one day, the avengers arrived and Pietro had to go help out.
Emma ran after him to tell him she loved him when she saw Clint almost get shot by a machine tank. She saved Clint and they took her back to Avengers tower in New York. Stark eventually made Ultron and Emma joined them on the mission to Wakanda but was kidnapped by Pietro and Wanda instead. Pietro and Emma basically reconciled and had a live in the moment scene together so chapter 7 left off with them sleeping together.
Hope that gives you the gist of the story so far. Enjoy the next chapter!
Chapter Eight
Emma's eyes shoot open when a brief ray of sunlight hits her face. She gasps loudly as memories of the night before invade her mind.
She remembers everything.
Every single vivid detail of their bodies moving together in harmony…
Every whisper of declaration and sweet words exchanged between them…
The look upon Pietro's face when they both came down from their high…
She remembers all of it.
And a blush appears on her face when she recalls the wanton noises she made in response to her lover's touch. Never in Emma's wildest dream had she ever imagined sex to be this passionate…this loving.
All through her abusive childhood, sex was about power and subjugation. She abhorred it.
But with Pietro, it was different. What her father and brother did to her…that was rape. She knows the difference now.
With Pietro, it was lovemaking.
Oh how she loved him so…he had been so tender and kind with her, wanting to make sure the experience was every bit enjoyable for her as it had been for him. Her heart soared when she relived that memory and she wondered how she could harbour such deep feelings for one person alone.
How was it possible to love him beyond comprehension?
They aren't even on the same sides now…
That thought brought a frown to her face and Emma turned her sad gaze to the body lying beside hers.
What once was an unconscious form, now resided a half seated form of the silver haired speedster.
Pietro woke up the same time Emma's eyes shot open. He wanted to ask her if she was okay but one glance at her dazed eyes told him that her mind was faraway in deep thought and he knew better than to disturb her thinking.
Instead, he took the time to observe her, or one could call it admiration.
Emma's dishevelled hair held evidence of their prior lovemaking the night before and it only served to speed up the speedster's heart rate.
She was so beautiful. The way her lashes touched her cheeks each time she blinked… the way her plump lips pursed together when she is in deep thought…the way each freckle dotted her flawless skin (no doubt a product of her Japanese Vanir heritage)... everything came together perfectly to form the fine specimen Emma was.
Pietro wondered how he got so lucky.
Of course, he was not a shallow person. He loves Emma for more than her beauty. He loves her for her kindness, her selflessness, her open-mindedness…all the qualities in her personality that makes her unique, he loves her for that.
But above all that, Pietro loves her for the fact that she tries. Even at the beginning when he prepared to walk away from her, Emma pleaded repeatedly with him to give their relationship a shot.
When he needed someone to talk to, she was always there for him…comforting him…loving him.
Even when he was in a bad mood, Emma did her best to be by his side.
She has so much faith in him, Pietro realises.
Even when he chose to help Ultron, Emma had faith that he would do the right thing eventually. She had faith in him.
She believed in him much more than he deserved, and he did not want to let her down.
Stark has been and will always be an abomination to him, but Emma sees the best in people. If she believes that Stark has some form of redeeming quality within him, Pietro has decided to trust her, however reluctant he may be.
As his eyes regain focus on his surroundings, Emma's eyes snap over to meet his. A deep red blush appears on her rose tinged cheeks and Pietro can't help but smirk devilishly at that.
"Sleep well, my love?" asks Pietro tenderly as he cups her cheek softly in his palm.
Emma closes her eyes and sighs contently.
"I did," murmurs Emma. "You really wore me out last night, but I very much enjoyed it."
"Well, I cannot complain," says Pietro as his ego gains a boost. Then, he smirks. "If I recall correctly, it is a two way road, yes?"
Amusement dances in Emma's eyes as she chuckles softly. "Street, Pietro. The expression is 'two way street', not 'two way road.'"
Pietro jokingly rolls his eyes.
"My purpose is to communicate, not to replicate their words perfectly, my sweet," says Pietro, repeating the same words he said to Emma the night before.
Upon hearing his familiar reply, Emma gives him the same retort from yesterday.
"It's grammar, my dear," chides Emma softly as she leans closer to Pietro.
Their faces are merely inches apart now and this time, it is Emma who makes the first move.
She kisses Pietro passionately, using her tongue to lick his bottom lip, requesting for more access. Knowing what she wants, Pietro parts his lips and allows her access. Together, their tongues move in unison at a frenzied pace as Emma uses the momentum from their passionate lip lock to push Pietro onto his back on the bed.
Her hands roam all over Pietro's chest, making him moan in response. As they pull apart to breathe, Emma uses the time to pepper gentle kisses all over Pietro's body.
She lovingly kisses the scars on his abdomen, conveying to him her full acceptance of him, regardless of his involvement with Hydra. As she moves down his body, her kisses leave a blazing trail of heat behind.
Pietro feels blood rushing downwards and hisses when he feels Emma's hands grazing the sides of his firm manhood. Right when he thinks he is in bliss, Emma takes him to heaven when she takes his manhood into her mouth, sucking softly on it.
God she is so wet and warm… and everywhere…
Pietro lets out a loud moan but sits up to halt her ministrations.
As much as he is enjoying the moment, Pietro does not want her to feel like she has to please him. He leans forwards and kisses her gently on the lips.
"You don't have to do this," assures Pietro, though his throbbing dick says otherwise.
The hurt on Emma's face disappears when she realises the real reason behind Pietro stopping her.
Her heart swells with more love for him. His hard manhood straining against her palm clearly indicates how much he wants her to continue, but he was selfless enough to consider her feelings. And this made her want to please him even more – to show him how much she appreciated him.
Her dark eyes meet his blue ones.
"I want to," murmurs Emma right as she takes him back into her mouth before he can even respond.
All of Pietro's self-control flies out the window as soon as Emma continues working him with her mouth.
Pietro feels the coil in his stomach tightening and knows that his release is coming. However, as he is on the verge on exploding, his rational thoughts take over and he gently eases Emma up towards him.
"I want to finish inside you," he says with desire hooded eyes. Emma smiles softly and kisses him until she is breathless.
Carefully manoeuvring her body above him, Emma grabs his hardened dick in her hands and places it at her entrance. She eases herself onto him slowly and moans at the contact of being joined as one with her lover.
She moves up and down his manhood tentatively as Pietro's face scrunches up with a look in between pleasure and pain.
"More please," hisses Pietro as he grabs hold of Emma's waist to give her extra support. Pietro is so ready to reach his peak but he does not want to blow his load before Emma receives her own release.
As Emma quickens her pace and bounces up and down Pietro's length more quickly, she feels her walls tighten around him and knows that she is reaching her climax.
"I'm coming," says Emma as she moves even faster.
"Come with me, my love," whispers Pietro lovingly as he uses one hand to rub circles on Emma's clit, hoping to bring forth her release.
As soon as he does that, Emma sees stars and her walls tighten around him. Feeling Emma's orgasm was all Pietro needed to let go, releasing his seed inside of her.
As the room filled with sounds of their laboured breathing, Pietro moves Emma carefully onto the space next to him, their hearts full of euphoria and satisfaction.
Letting Emma take charge of their lovemaking was definitely something she needed to experience. All her life, she was the one dominated. But now, Pietro was glad that he could show her that sex was a two way street and that she was never ever going to be forced into doing anything she did not want to do ever again.
At least, not as long as he was around.
Wrapping his arms tightly around Emma's waist, Pietro lets his eyes drift shut with a contented smile etched onto his face.
A loud slam of the door jolts Emma and Pietro from their slumber. As Emma's eyes look to the source of the noise, she notices a familiar redhead standing by it with her arms folded across her chest.
"Wanda," breathes out Emma with a small smile right before she realised that she was still naked. Great, what a sight she must be right now. To be caught in bed with her boyfriend by her boyfriend's sister was definitely not something on her bucket list.
Not affronted by the scene in front of her, Wanda turns to directly address her twin.
"Get up, Piet. Ultron wants to go to Korea and he wants Emma to come along, now that she is with you," orders Wanda before she stalks away from their room, closing the door with her magic in the process.
Confused, Emma turns to Pietro.
"What did she mean by 'now that she is with you'?" asks Emma quietly.
Pietro sighs loudly. "It was the only way I could get you out of your cell. I told Ultron I convinced you to join us in destroying Stark."
"What!"
Pietro hushes Emma. "I only wanted to set you free."
Hurt by this revelation, Emma confronts Pietro, "So you didn't set me free because you believed and trusted my words? But because you want me to join your side?"
Rubbing his temple, Pietro shakes his head and whispers lowly, "No, my love, I believe you. I want to help you, if it means trusting the Avengers, then I will. But I cannot do that while Wanda is still on Ultron's side and if you had still been in your cell."
Searching for any traces of lies in Pietro's eyes and finding none, Emma nods her head slowly.
"So you want me to play along until you convince Wanda to leave?" clarifies Emma.
Pietro nods. "Yes, once I do that. We will go find the Avengers. I promise."
Exhaling sharply, Emma murmurs, "Okay. I don't like this but I know we don't have any other options. Thank you, Pietro. Thank you for believing me. For doing what is right."
Pietro gazes into her eyes tenderly and presses a chaste kiss on her forehead. "No, thank you for having faith in me, my love. I love you."
"Me too," smiles Emma softly.
Everything would be alright, she could feel it.
After they land in Seoul Korea, Emma, Pietro and Wanda find themselves in the science lab of Helen Cho. It is clear to Emma that Helen Cho has been brainwashed by Loki's sceptre but she bites her tongue from saying anything that will blow her cover.
Right now, Helen is preparing to help transfer Ultron into his new body made of Vibranium, and Emma prays that the Avengers will come before the transference is complete.
"I can read him…"murmurs Wanda in awe, snapping Emma out of her thoughts.
"Who?" asks Emma, perplexed.
"Ultron," replies Wanda. "He is…dreaming."
Even Pietro looks confused.
Helen steps in and speaks in a matter of fact tone, "I wouldn't call it dreaming. It's Ultron's base consciousness – his informational noise. Soon – "
"How soon?" interrupts Ultron right before he adds on semi apologetically. "I don't mean to be pushy."
"We're imprinting a physical brain, there are no shortcuts," replies Helen as she fiddles around the machinery.
Emma notices Wanda step closer to the machine and sees her crumple to the ground seconds later. Of course, Pietro catches her in time.
Concerned, Emma places a hand on the small of Wanda's back, steadying her.
"How could you?" spits out Wanda in a horrified tone, making Emma curious about what Wanda had just seen.
"How could I what?" asks Ultron nonchalantly.
"You said we would destroy the Avengers…make a better world…"
"It will be better," states Ultron firmly.
Wanda's eyes blaze with anger. "How? When everyone is dead?"
Emma sees where this conversation is going. She now knows that whatever Wanda has seen in Ultron's head has made her realise that she has been fighting on the wrong side all along.
"It's not – the human race will have every opportunity to improve," assures Ultron.
Holding his sister tightly, Pietro speaks up. "And if they don't?"
"Ask Noah."
"You're a madman," spits out Emma finally, having stayed in the shadows too long.
Pietro carefully places his other arm around his girlfriend's waist, keeping her close to him.
"There were over a dozen extinction level events before even the dinosaurs got theirs! When the Earth starts to settle, God throws a stone in it. And believe me, he's winding up. We have to evolve. There is no room for the weak," explains Ultron as he turns around to work on the machines in Helen's science lab.
Emma's eyes catch wind of a red mist coming out of Wanda's fingers towards Helen Cho as Pietro distracts Ultron further.
"And who decides who's weak?" asks Pietro warily.
"Life," says Ultron as he chuckles humourlessly. "Life always decides."
Pietro hugs Wanda and Emma close to him as Ultron's head tilts sideways.
"We have company - the Quinjet. We have to move now," orders Ultron.
"That's not a problem," answers a mind control free Helen Cho as she starts to halt the transference sequence.
Ultron follows Helen's movements and catches on to the fact that she is no longer brainwashed. As soon as he notices, he blasts her with a beam of energy.
When Ultron does that, Pietro feels threatened and grabs the two most important women in his life and speeds as fast as he can out of the god damn forsaken lab.
Emma can vaguely hear Ultron calling after them but tunes him out and focuses on not throwing up. Every time Pietro carries her, she gets a slight whiplash.
After what couldn't have been more than a few minutes, Emma feels her feet touch the ground.
Opening her eyes, she looks at the twins.
Wanda seems extremely distraught while Pietro gives Emma a weak smile.
"How could we have helped him?" cries out Wanda.
"You didn't know," comforts Emma. "But now you do, now you have the chance to make this right. We have to help make this right."
Wanda nods slightly but snaps out of her dazed state when Pietro whispers to his sister in Sokovian.
Feeling that this is a private moment between siblings, Emma turns away.
After a short moment, Emma feels a tap on her shoulders and meets the gaze of her boyfriend who holds out a hand for her.
"Let's go do the right thing," says Pietro as Wanda smiles reassuringly at Emma.
Giving both of them a grin, Emma takes Pietro's hand.
Together, the trio make their way to help the Avengers. To stop Ultron.
Author's note
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