"Thank you...", Steve said as he took a deep breath. "So... are you ready for me to... take this all the way with you?", he asked as he moved himself into position but wouldn't dare try anything without her say-so.
Peggy smiled warmly, "Yes...Take me to home base, Steve...", raising her knees up, spreading them further to help along, waiting for him to take the trousers and boxers off.
Steve's heart hammered as he took her in, and exhaled deeply, his hands moving to push and remove his last articles, freeing himself as Peggy watched in awe and anticipation, seeing his very eager and full mast penis springing out in all its glory, "Oh, Steve...It's beautiful like the rest of you. It's not definitely poorly. Most definitely a big boy. And before you say anything slightly self-deprecating, a big boy is better than nothing...After all, I heard and read bad things in war that may...ah, have come in reports about men's lower halves.", with a nod, knowing that a big man for the junk down there is the top level for men that may have been gossiped in her boarding school, yet with Steve, a big boy is the second level which is great, even with the pill's aid.
"You alright?", Peggy then asked him as he nodded. "Just nervous, you know... first time and all...", Steve explained as she nodded.
"Well, it's the first time for me too...", Peggy replied, and Steve nodded before sighing, "Yeah, but you're much more confident with yourself as opposed to my own confidence; at least when it comes to all this...".
Peggy reached out to cradle his cheek, "Steve, I'm nervous too...I don't want to mess this up either...What if my hymn wall is tough to break through?", and Steve blinked at her, shocked to hear that she's scared too.
"Then we will soften it up, even if it takes me a couple of times than a one-time go.", Steve murmured reassuringly as he held her hand, kissing her palm lovingly with a nod, and Peggy gave a happy smile, "That's my smart, brave, and determined artist soldier. I love you, Steven Grant Rogers...".
"I love you too, Margaret Elizabeth Carter.", Steve said as he kissed her once more before he lined himself up with her. "I'll count to three, alright?", he said as she nodded.
Steve gently yet firmly held her in his hands and arms while Peggy wrapped her arms around him steadily, and with a deep breath, "1, 2, 3.", before penetrating her firmly, the resistance giving away quickly as Peggy gasped and moaned loudly in pleasure, feeling her vagina adjusting to his penis as Steve steadily got deeper, and then found her hymn wall.
Looking into Peggy's eyes, Steve nodded before taking a deep breath, pulling back while still inside her, and then thrusted strongly and fast, breaking the hymn wall as Peggy arched back in pain and pleasure, crying out as her nails scratched into Steve's back.
Steve stopped just after he had done his thrust, kissing Peggy's tears away, whispering, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry...I should have asked if you wanted a different pace...", and Peggy whispered, "Oh, no, it isn't your fault...The pain just needs to wane away, that's all...Give me a few minutes to catch my breath. Thank you for stopping right there, Steve...I just want to feel you...to get used to your big boy...", with a reassuring kiss on his lips.
"Sorry...", Steve said again as Peggy chuckled. "You really have too pure of a heart sometimes, Steve...", she smiled as he had a small one of his own before they stayed still for another minute.
After the next minute was done, Peggy then whispered, "Okay, I'm all good now. Please move, make me feel so good.", and Steve nodded before pecking her neck sensually and lovingly as he began to move, moving into her deeper and deeper, causing her to moan and gasp in pleasure loudly.
Some minutes later, Peggy then cried out in pleasure when he hit her G-spot, "Oh! Right there, Steve!", and Steve purred softly into her ear, "As you wish, my secret agent...", as he slowly and steadily built up a rhythm of thrusting back and forward, while he ravished her so happily and eagerly, "So warm and so good, Peggy.", moaning in pleasure.
Steve was really feeling so hard yet he's determined to make it last for Peggy as much as he could, barely managing it for close to an hour before he growled and groaned, "I'm close to coming, Peggy...", and Peggy then smiled wryly as she wrapped her legs around his waist, whispering, "Then mean it...You're so tight, I can feel it...Please make me want it.".
"Okay... shoot...", Steve groaned as she couldn't help but smile again and just how hard he was trying to make sure that this all went so right for her. She knew that he wasn't going to last as long as she could, but darn it all, he clearly had much more in him than he probably thought as they made it this far.
Peggy caressed his back as Steve took a deep breath, feeling him hold her closer as he increased his pace, going faster and faster, earning Peggy to cry out loud in pleasure as her G-spot was hit by his thrusts hard, squeezing him closer, "Yes, yes, Steve! Oh, please, more!".
Steve grunted loudly as he moaned, feeling her tight hold on himself, his big boy edging to oblivion as he thrusted harder, his eyes never leaving Peggy's face as several minutes passed before she pleaded, "Steve, please mean it, damn it! I'm almost there!".
Panting and grunting, Steve grabbed her hips as he angled himself even tighter, pounding into her the best he could as Peggy cried loudly in pleasure, seeing stars, and then Steve felt it coming as he went for the final thrust, pulling back, and then thrusted, and they shouted loudly, "STEVE! PEGGY!", as they came together, with Peggy experiencing her biggest orgasm of all time, with Steve experiencing waves of release the biggest he had ever felt, filling up Peggy's womb, yet not making her pregnant thankfully, due to her body having gone through a lot of stress on the expedition.
They collapsed a few minutes later, in the afterglow of post-orgasm, the sunlight warm on their bodies as Peggy smiled blissfully at Steve, brushing his mussed hair, "That...that was...amazing, Steve...We actually did it in an ancient yet comfortable room, in the city of Atlantis...", with a laugh of disbelief.
"Yeah...", Steve panted as they laid in each other's arms. "Do... do you think maybe we went too fast?", he wondered, his mind having a brief moment of clarity as they were coming down from the high. "That maybe it was better we waited before doing this?", asking with a bite of his lip.
"You mean, saving it for a honeymoon or something like that?", Peggy asked. Steve blushed red, his heart skipping a beat at the daydream of seeing Peggy in a wedding dress, and whispered, "Yeah...".
Peggy traced his chest with a sigh, "Steve, we're going back to a war...We had secret, wonderful dates and all...And then we had so much going on this expedition...I almost didn't realize that I was close to getting really hurt until Kida saved us...We're so lucky to have a free day to ourselves in a long time since that weekend break before boarding the ship...Phillips probably would be upset...probably sending me back to England, to my agent job...And I'm scared I won't see you again for some time with the war and all...".
"Oh...Well, we technically dated for five months...I guess that makes sense, Peggy...I would be worried and missing you a lot if you were sent back to Europe...But you're right...Today is our day, and let's make the best of it...", Steve spoke gently with a smile as he traced her shoulder with a finger.
Peggy smiled warmly, "I love you, Steve...", kissing him tenderly before chuckling, "I never forgot how the pill had kept you up for quite a while...Let's get dressed and explore in the vicinity, maybe grab lunch and dinner in between rounds of more lovemaking...that is, if you don't mind having a eager, beautiful dame like me to keep you occupied, hmm?", with a teasing smile.
Steve smiled, "No, if you don't mind having me probably making you exhausted after a long day...", with a blush, and Peggy shook her head, "Nope, as long as I'm happy in your arms.".
And so, the couple revisited the room between climbing up and down their building to explore between Steve's brief bouts of normal energy, eating lunch and dinner with more rounds of lovemaking, like Peggy riding Steve, Steve taking Peggy from behind, and even a pinning against the somehow intact and incredibly strong shower wall behind the curtains in the alcove of Steve taking Peggy, as his confidence had grown over the day.
As the night chill came through, Peggy and Steve were all too happy to stay in their undergarments, warm within each other's arms, with Steve spooning Peggy, pleasantly sore, exhausted, and finally finished with the pill, they fell asleep, blissfully content, that is, until everything changed when a hard press of cold metal touched Peggy's forehead.
Peggy opened her eyes... to see Helga and three men that she instantly recognized as HYDRA Stormtroopers. "Rise and shine, lovebirds.", Helga smirked.
-12 hours ago-
Sometime earlier, after meeting with the King, Rourke and Helga headed back to the volcano cavern where the remaining part of the expedition was holding their camp.
The duo soon reached the remaining troops before the corporal stood up and saluted. "Encampment set up, sir.", he said as Rourke smiled.
"Well done, this will be where we spend our night before planning our way out in the morning. Did you get that radio set working?", he asked one of the men.
"Just as you ordered when you told us to set up... we might just be close enough to the surface for a signal to be reached, but, well, not sure if Packard could reach anyone.", one of the troops said.
"Not to worry, she can do her job well. You lot go rest easy... smoke 'em if you got them.", Rourke told them as the five-man squad relaxed and sat down, taking out their own cigarette packets, using a lighter to share as Rourke and Helga walked towards one of the remaining trucks.
Rourke and Helga went into the truckbed, checking the ammunition before they share a look, and Rourke gave a nod, and with a quiet grunt, they chucked two Thompson submachine guns into their shoulders and squeezed the trigger, and before the men knew it, not even realizing it as it was too late for their minds to recognize the pain signals, their bodies dropped to the ground with blood pooling around them.
"You got the code, Lieutenant?", Rourke calmly spoke, and Helga nodded, "Yes, sir.", putting the gun back in the box, and jumped off the truckbed with a well-practiced roll and landing, heading to the radio.
"Hopefully, Thatch's guess about us being around the Azores was correct. He made that when we were still on the surface.", Rourke said as she shrugged.
"Who knows? Either way, our way out is up there and looks to be wide enough for the Grabacr to fit in.", Helga told him as she fiddled with the radio. "Then we can pretty much carry out whatever it is that Atlantis has to offer.".
"Bit of a shame how it is... barely looks like anything truly worthy to grab. Certainly nothing Schmidt could really use.", Rourke glanced back at where they had come from as Helga snorted.
"There's certainly something there, considering they're still surviving after all these years. Besides, the sheer existence of it will be more than fine for him.", she explained before finally, the radio crackled. "Think I've got it. Loki calling Grabacr, Loki calling Grabacr, do you receive, over?", talking in German.
"Grabacr receiving you, Loki. Checking in, Loki. What is your location?", a male voice responded, and Helga responded, "Location is in the Azores, we're in a dormant volcano.".
The male voice reported, "Heard, in the Azores. Dormant volcano. Do you have ammunition for breaking out the top, Loki? Over.".
"No.", Helga said. "We're down most ammunition and getting out through the top would be extremely difficult. If you can get a good location on our signal, you should be able to blast the top and float in. Be advised; hostile natives have been found. City is not abandoned but resistance will be weak. Over.".
"I'm sorry... hostile what? Uh, over...", the operator on the other end was stunned to hear that. "Look, don't worry about it. Just blow the top of this place and get down here, we've got some goodies to collect. Over.", Helga responded.
"Roger that, Loki. Hail HYDRA, over and out.", the operator reported back. "Hail HYDRA.", she said.
Rourke replied, "Well, let's get the trucks out of the target area as there will be rocks falling, and we'd need all the spare ammunition we can get. After all, resistance may be weak from most of the city, but we still got some...ah, issues with those princesses, Thatch, and of course, Erskine and his pet project.".
"Don't forget Dernier either. He got soft thanks to that brat, and of course, Carter.", Helga snorted in disgust and annoyance, turning back to English. "They won't be a problem... they'll never see us coming.", Rourke chuckled as they moved the equipment.
Some time passed for them, as they lied in wait just in case any of the others came back; hopefully they would just rest in the city and be none the wiser to know anything until it was far too late. After the period of waiting, a loud eruption rocked from above before light flooded in from above. Rock and earth fell and crashed near them before a loud buzzing noise could be heard. A large, heavily armed twin hulled black Zepplin began to float down, encrusted with the red octopus symbol of HYDRA.
"Ride's here.", Helga smirked as it started to lower itself until it was close to the ground; multiple HYDRA Stormtroopers landed with their commanding officer by swinging down ropes.
"General Werner Reinhardt.", Rourke crossed his arms as the General smirked. "Herr Rourke, I see you still don't salute.", he said.
"Your payments and future promises are enough for me to do your dirty work; still not enough to make me salute.", Rourke told him.
"Fair enough.", the General replied and then turned to Helga, "Agent Loki, Helga, you've done well.". She nodded. "Years of waiting finally paid off. Going to cost Schmidt double the treasure he promised me after the shit we went through just to get here.", she told him.
"All of that will be taken care of, I promise you. You've led us to Atlantis...", the General smiled as Rourke pointed towards the cave behind Reinhardt, "You won't believe your eyes... but it's obviously been on hard times. I told Helga there's probably not much for you to gain.".
"Oh, but there is plenty enough to gain. For starters, our old countryman.", the General chuckled. Helga smirked wryly, "His equipment is still intact...We can kill him if he refuses to come...He has gone very soft after spending so much time with the Americans...After all, there's other scientists and all back at the base, General.".
Reinhardt hummed, "True...Herr Schmidt simply wants the source of the city, and Erskine's equipment...He said that he doesn't care if Erskine is alive or dead as long as he gets what he wants.".
"I still think Schmidt... if the rumors I heard were true, would very much like to at least see Erskine one more time, to air out some past grievances.", Rourke chuckled as Reinhardt nodded.
"If the opportunity comes to take him; perhaps. In the meantime, we should get everything set up for collection.", he replied. "And the locals?", Helga asked. "We'll deal with them in due time...", Reinhardt chuckled.
Meanwhile, unknowing of the hidden danger, Kida was excitedly leading Milo down a small alcove into a shadowed and sunlight-touched clearing of ruins and well-grown trees/greenery, having climbed down a boulder-like pillar, "Oh, there's so much to ask about your world, Milo.", smiling widely as she looked back up, "I have so many questions...After all, you are a scholar, are you not?", tugging his belt as he was struggling to climb down.
"Er, well, sort of I guess... at least a few consider me that... those that aren't scholars.", Milo admitted as Kida chuckled. "Really? I mean, from your diminished physique and large forehead, you look suited for nothing else...", she said. "Er, no offense.".
"Uh, none taken...", Milo rubbed the back of his neck. Kida smiled warmly, "So, was there really more land on the other side of the world? Oh, how much did the waters recede?".
Milo replied, "Yes, there are. Farther than the Old World ever had thought, but I am from a place called North America...specifically, the United States of America. It's fairly a new region in the history of the Earth and all, not quite as old as Atlantis. And the waters receding...Since the great flood, probably some, but it's still a great ocean up there.", with a chuckle.
"Makes sense...", Kida nodded as she and Milo started to walk on, as Milo asked, "So, you were really here when it happened...How much did you remember besides people running and shouting?".
