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Lizzie let Steve push her head down on his dick. She swollowed him as deeply as she could before lifting her head, letting her tongue slide up the veins she could feel throbbing. Oh god, he even taste good. Lizzie let her jaw relax as Steve pumped her head up and down his cock. Mmmmmm. He's so big, so hard and he taste so good already. I think this is the first time I've ever been excited to taste a guy's cum. Lizzie giggled to herself, sending a humming vibration through Steve's body.

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Lizzie looked around. Woah, these people are serious. She waved at Annie. “Wow, this is cool! Where do I get my white jacket and mesh helmet thingy?” She tried to hide the nervous look on her face behind a big smile.

Annie smiled as she greeted Lizzie.  “Come in.  Let’s get you suited up over there.”  She looped her arm into the other woman’s and led her towards the spare kit.  “You don’t have anything to worry about, and don’t deny you’re nervous, I can read it off you like a neon sign.”

She lifted up several jackets to judge Lizzie’s size then handed her one she judged to be best fit.  “I’ve spoken to the coach and they’re happy for you and I just to go through the basics together.  They have a couple of Pentathletes here who are Olympic hopefuls so they get the focus, I’m afraid.  But I’ve taught a few people in my time, I hope you find me an adequate mentor.”

She pointed over to the weapon rack.  “Are we starting completely from scratch?  Can you tell the difference between the three types?”

Lizzie looked at the rack Anne was pointing at. "There's more than one kind of thing to fence with? Oh boy." Now the panic look was all over Lizzie's face. "I'm actually kinda glad you will be teaching me. I'd hate to look this clueless in front of someone who didn't like me." Lizzie giggled as she struggled jacket Anne had given her. "So. Where do we start?"

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“Nope, nope, nope. You are not in charge, Captain. I am.” Lizzie wiggled out of Steve’s embrace, sliding down to the floor. Lizzie went down to her knees. She ran her hands up Steve’s thighs, looking onto his eyes. She undid the tie string of his pants. “Lift your hips. Now.” Lizzie pulled Steve’s sleep pants and underwear to his ankles. “Feet, please.” Lizzie said as she guided Steve’s clothes over each foot as he lifted them. Lizzie wrapped both hands around Steve erect, hard cock. She started to work her hands up and down as she spoke. “This is what’s about to happen. I am going to suck your cock and let you fuck my face” Lizzie leaned forward, kissing just the tip of his erection, “until you spill all down my throat.” The sounds coming from Steve’s throat were delicious. “Then,” Lizzie licked up one thigh, then down the other, “you are gonna carry me into the bedroom and fuck me into next week. Do you understand and agree to these terms?” Lizzie giggled as Steve’s pelvis started to pump into her hands, his body reacting to her touch.

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“You are trouble, Mister” Lizzie whimpered as Steve drew his slick finger over her clit. “Seriously, how are you so good at this? Because damn, you are good.” The smiles he was giving her make her want him so bad. He was playing her like a piano and he knew it. She couldn’t stop herself from whimpering and moaning with every touch of his lips and every move of his finger. But her brain got the better of her. “God, you are so good at this. I mean, really good. I figured, honestly, you may have been with a few girls but…” Lizzie stopped to gasp as Steve’s wandering finger hit her in just the right place. “Forget it. Answer that question later. And please, for the love of everything star-spangled, add another finger.” Steve did as she asked. The feeling of his lips, his fingers, just everything he was doing to her was perfect. Lizzie felt herself tighten around Steve’s fingers. He was unrelenting, determined to make her loose all self-control. Lizzie let her head fall back too fast, hearing it smack on the kitchen table, but she didn’t care. Her hands reached out, stretching over her head, grasping the far side of the table. “Steve. Oh, Steve. That feels so good. God, I am really gonna owe you after I…” She was cut off mid thought as Steve sped up the work of his fingers and circled her bud in his nimble lips. Lizzie squeeled and giggled uncontrollably as she came all over Steve’s hand and mouth.

Steve sat back on his heels as he gently licked the insides of her thighs as her quivering subsided. He waited until her breathing had slowed and returned to normal before he ventured to speak.

“Was that okay? I mean, it obviously looked like you were having fun, but I just went with whatever made you keep making that cute noise. You weren’t faking, old gal, just to appease me, were you?”

Even before the words were out of his mouth he wondered why he’d suddenly become so self conscious. Lizzie was not going to be the sort of girl to keep quiet if he was too far off the mark. He mentally congratulated himself on another thing off the bucket list. Admittedly it was a bucket list that was over 80 years old, but hey, he still had plenty of time.

Lizzie sat up on the side of the table. "Sit in the chair, Steve. Please." Steve did as she asked. Lizzie climbed into his lap, wrapping herself around him like she had before. She took his face in her hands, putting her forehead to his. "It was perfect. Good boy." She giggled as she kissed him gently. "You did exactly what a real man should do, Steve. You watched and listened. You paid attention. I loved every second of it." She kissed him again. "I love every second of your attention." She kissed him again. "But you call me old again and I'm gonna punch you, Pretty Boy. You understand me?" Lizzie ran her hand between their bodies, down to Steve's cock. She stroked Steve through his sleep pants. "Am I making myself clear? Your friend here seems to understand me perfectly." Lizzie slipped her fingers just under the elastic of Steve's underwear. Lizzie whispered in Steve's ear. "He is really standing at attention to get to these old gal fingers. Should I touch him?" Lizzie felt Steve moan. His chest vibrated. Lizzie lowered her fingers just a little more. Steve's cock twitched. "Oh my, he is eager." Lizzie wrapped her fingers around Steve's now hard, pulsing cock. She whispered in his ear. "Take me to the couch so your friend can come out and play." She nibbled at her favorite spot on his neck as she waited for Steve to react.

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Eira shifted in her seat again trying to find a comfortable position for her long legs. “I don’t really know what to talk about.” she confessed. “I’m not much of a talker… Loki was the talker. I mainly listen.” she smiled. “I like it that way. When I have something to say I say it but…” she shrugged. “I just don’t think you can tell me the things I have questions about and I don’t want to ask the agents following us.” she said glimpsing at the mirror on the door.

“Noticed that, huh?” Lizzie sighed. “We aren’t very good at being rebels, are we?” Lizzie’s look became determined. “But we aren’t going to let them ruin our day out. I won’t have it. There’s our stop.” Lizzie whipped the car into the gas station. She swung open the car door. “Eira, you stretch your legs. I’ll take care of this.” Lizzie walked to the back of the car, one hand on her hip, the other held her phone up to her ear.

Unfolding herself from the car Eira watched Lizzie walk over to the SUV as it pulled in. Leaning on the top of the small vehicle she pulled her legs up and felt the blissful burn of her muscles stretching.

"Hey you!" Lizzie yelled at the car that had been following them. She saw a head turn her way. She'd know that bob anywhere. "Nat?! What are you doing?!" Lizzie turned to Eira. "I'm gonna hurt her. Be back." Lizzie stalked toward the car.

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Eira shifted in her seat again trying to find a comfortable position for her long legs. “I don’t really know what to talk about.” she confessed. “I’m not much of a talker… Loki was the talker. I mainly listen.” she smiled. “I like it that way. When I have something to say I say it but…” she shrugged. “I just don’t think you can tell me the things I have questions about and I don’t want to ask the agents following us.” she said glimpsing at the mirror on the door.

"Noticed that, huh?" Lizzie sighed. "We aren't very good at being rebels, are we?" Lizzie's look became determined. "But we aren't going to let them ruin our day out. I won't have it. There's our stop." Lizzie whipped the car into the gas station. She swung open the car door. "Eira, you stretch your legs. I'll take care of this." Lizzie walked to the back of the car, one hand on her hip, the other held her phone up to her ear.

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Eira laughed. “He just left me a shirt. Nothing special. It was more the sentiment that’s making my day.” she replied. Holding out her hand she showed Lizzie the rune. “So… I only have one stone. I can use it to morph one of us expertly or both of us mildly… but we’d both have to hold it at the same time… which seems problematic.” she said furrowing her brow.

Lizzie thought for a second. “Well, they aren’t watching me as closely as they are watching you so I say we us it all on you.” Lizzie puckered her lips. It helped her think. “Can you make yourself look like Steve? No, that’s wouldn’t work. No bike.” Lizzie gasped. “I got it!! Can you look like me?! You can just walk out, get on my scooter and drive off. Makw a big production of it. You can stop down the block a little. Then I’ll walk down and meet you. They won’t be paying attention. It’s just me, bouncing around like usually.” Lizzie poked Eira with her finger. “Huh? Huh? Whatdaya think?”

Eira’s brow furrowed as she thought. “I think they’d notice two of you.” she said. “And I don’t think I can drive your scooter.” she confessed. “How about I look like Mrs. Willis from down the hall and I just walk to the corner shop. They’d never look twice at Mr. Willis for fear she’d put a curse on them or something.” she laughed.

“Ok. That’d work. We have a plan. Yay!” Lizzie spun around, headed back to her apartment. “I’ll wait to see you walk past my window, give a few more minutes then I’ll meet you down there. Ok. Bye.” Lizzie tried to calmly walk back to her apartment but she wasn’t sure how good of a job she was doing. We aren’t even doing anything wrong but this is so much fun! Lizzie giggled to herself. Lizzie waited to watch Eira go by, then waited a few minutes before hopping on her scooter and driving to the corner shop. She saw Mrs. Willis/Eira standing just outside the door.

As Lizzie pulled up Eira dropped the rune stone into her pocket, revealing her smiling face. “So how are we getting to the car? We can’t both ride on your scooter.” she said looking at the small vehicle.

“Wellllllll,” Lizzie sang, “the rental place is just around the corner. I mean, there is room for two people. You are just so…..tall.” Lizzie giggled at her friend’s pouty face. “It won’t be that bad. Promise. Hope on.” Lizzie patted the seat behind her.

Eira eyed the seat nervously but straddled it anyway. “I hate your midgardian vehicles.” she grumbled under her breath.

“Well, they don’t like you either.” Lizzie stuck her tounge out at her friend as she hit the gas on the scooter. Getting a car that Eira fit in comfortable was a bit of a stretch but they found one. The guy at the rental looked them both up and down. Lizzie was glad Eira didn’t notice. She would have clocked him for the thoughts going through his head. As they started down the road, Lizzie talked. “So, it’ll take us about two hours to get to where we are going. Gives us plenty of time to talk.” Lizzie realized she was constantly checking the rear view mirror for cars. She didn’t know how long they could avoid the agents. She wondered if Steve had told them to lay off. Lizzie kept talking. “So, I’ve always wondered. What was it like growing up in Asgard? Was your family royal? What was school like? What did you learn?” Lizzie stopped to let Eira catch up.

“We weren’t royals in the slightest. I was sent to the palace to take lessons to become a maiden to assist the queen but…” she trailed off with a smile. “Loki was quite the distraction.” she chuckled. “The queen noticed our attraction and took me on as a maiden despite my ineptitude in daily chores. I think she just wanted Loki to be happy.”

“Loki happy? That doesn’t last long for him, does it?” Lizzie sighed. “I know how that feels. When you are happy, you are scared the whole time. Scared that it’s going to go away too fast.” Lizzie looked at the road. “Scared they are going to see you for the broken person you really are and want to leave you.” Lizzie shook herself out of her thoughts. “So, you grew up with Loki and Thor? That had to be a lot of fun sometimes.” Lizzie looked at Eira. “You know, you can ask me questions too. I feel like I talk and you listen. That’s really kinda not fair to you. Is there anything you wanna talk about?” As Lizzie spoke, she noticed a black sedan about four car lengths behind them. “By the way, next gas station we see, we should get out and stretch our legs. I’m kinda thirsty too.” And while we are stopped, I’m texting Steve and Nat to tell the black sedan to lay off. We are just on a girls’ road trip. Nothing more.

“Sounds good.” Eira said stretching her legs awkwardly in the front seat. “And Loki is happy. He’s a happy person he’s just… complicated. I’m sure your captain’s complicated too. He doesn’t seem like the kind of man to stay happy.” she replied.

“Who, Steve? I mean, he’s serious but, I don’t know, with me he seems happy. I think he’s happy. I think he might love me. I know I might…” Lizzie paused, “no, I know I love him. I’m just afraid to tell him.” Lizzie thought for a moment. “I’m afraid because happiness doesn’t seem to last for me. I really want it to and I am willing to work at it but I’ve just always picked the wrong guys.” Lizzie smiled at Eira. “But I think I found a good guy this time. Why? What do you think of Steve? Have you met him already? I didn’t think you had. I mean, I want you to meet each other. Even with the situation. If you want to that is. I am babbling. Sorry.” Lizzie bit her lip. It was a sticky situation, her and Eira being friends. But she liked Eira. She even like Loki. Eira was a really good person to have around. She understood so much. Lizzie sighed. “What are we gonna do, Eira? I love being friends with you. I don’t wanna lose that. I liked Loki. But Steve and Loki are never going to get along and honestly, they don’t have to. It’s just…” Lizzie looked at Eira, thoughtfully. “We may have to fight to keep our friendship.”

“I’ve only seen Steve when he comes and goes from your apartment.” Eira replied. “And I don’t think he and Loki will ever… get on as you say but… if he loves you he’ll understand.” she smiled. “And you should tell him.” she said jabbing her friend playfully in the shoulder. “You don’t want to wait to long and have him fall into a black abyss thought to never return again.” she smirked.

“I guess you do have a good point. That was never something I had to worry about before.” Lizzie giggled. “Ya know, I really am glad we are friends, Eira. I don’t tell you that nearly enough.” Lizzie looked up, seeing a sign for a gas station in five miles. “Gas station coming up soon. Good. I am really thirsty. And you look like you need to stretch something awful.” Lizzie laughed as she noticed how her friend was turned strangely in her seat. “For real, though. I do all the talking. What do you wanna talk about?” Lizzie looked in the rear view mirror. The back sedan had doubled its distance behind them. It was definitely following them. She was sure about that.

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Eira laughed. “He just left me a shirt. Nothing special. It was more the sentiment that’s making my day.” she replied. Holding out her hand she showed Lizzie the rune. “So… I only have one stone. I can use it to morph one of us expertly or both of us mildly… but we’d both have to hold it at the same time… which seems problematic.” she said furrowing her brow.

Lizzie thought for a second. “Well, they aren’t watching me as closely as they are watching you so I say we us it all on you.” Lizzie puckered her lips. It helped her think. “Can you make yourself look like Steve? No, that’s wouldn’t work. No bike.” Lizzie gasped. “I got it!! Can you look like me?! You can just walk out, get on my scooter and drive off. Makw a big production of it. You can stop down the block a little. Then I’ll walk down and meet you. They won’t be paying attention. It’s just me, bouncing around like usually.” Lizzie poked Eira with her finger. “Huh? Huh? Whatdaya think?”

Eira’s brow furrowed as she thought. “I think they’d notice two of you.” she said. “And I don’t think I can drive your scooter.” she confessed. “How about I look like Mrs. Willis from down the hall and I just walk to the corner shop. They’d never look twice at Mr. Willis for fear she’d put a curse on them or something.” she laughed.

“Ok. That’d work. We have a plan. Yay!” Lizzie spun around, headed back to her apartment. “I’ll wait to see you walk past my window, give a few more minutes then I’ll meet you down there. Ok. Bye.” Lizzie tried to calmly walk back to her apartment but she wasn’t sure how good of a job she was doing. We aren’t even doing anything wrong but this is so much fun! Lizzie giggled to herself. Lizzie waited to watch Eira go by, then waited a few minutes before hopping on her scooter and driving to the corner shop. She saw Mrs. Willis/Eira standing just outside the door.

As Lizzie pulled up Eira dropped the rune stone into her pocket, revealing her smiling face. “So how are we getting to the car? We can’t both ride on your scooter.” she said looking at the small vehicle.

“Wellllllll,” Lizzie sang, “the rental place is just around the corner. I mean, there is room for two people. You are just so…..tall.” Lizzie giggled at her friend’s pouty face. “It won’t be that bad. Promise. Hope on.” Lizzie patted the seat behind her.

Eira eyed the seat nervously but straddled it anyway. “I hate your midgardian vehicles.” she grumbled under her breath.

“Well, they don’t like you either.” Lizzie stuck her tounge out at her friend as she hit the gas on the scooter. Getting a car that Eira fit in comfortable was a bit of a stretch but they found one. The guy at the rental looked them both up and down. Lizzie was glad Eira didn’t notice. She would have clocked him for the thoughts going through his head. As they started down the road, Lizzie talked. “So, it’ll take us about two hours to get to where we are going. Gives us plenty of time to talk.” Lizzie realized she was constantly checking the rear view mirror for cars. She didn’t know how long they could avoid the agents. She wondered if Steve had told them to lay off. Lizzie kept talking. “So, I’ve always wondered. What was it like growing up in Asgard? Was your family royal? What was school like? What did you learn?” Lizzie stopped to let Eira catch up.

“We weren’t royals in the slightest. I was sent to the palace to take lessons to become a maiden to assist the queen but…” she trailed off with a smile. “Loki was quite the distraction.” she chuckled. “The queen noticed our attraction and took me on as a maiden despite my ineptitude in daily chores. I think she just wanted Loki to be happy.”

“Loki happy? That doesn’t last long for him, does it?” Lizzie sighed. “I know how that feels. When you are happy, you are scared the whole time. Scared that it’s going to go away too fast.” Lizzie looked at the road. “Scared they are going to see you for the broken person you really are and want to leave you.” Lizzie shook herself out of her thoughts. “So, you grew up with Loki and Thor? That had to be a lot of fun sometimes.” Lizzie looked at Eira. “You know, you can ask me questions too. I feel like I talk and you listen. That’s really kinda not fair to you. Is there anything you wanna talk about?” As Lizzie spoke, she noticed a black sedan about four car lengths behind them. “By the way, next gas station we see, we should get out and stretch our legs. I’m kinda thirsty too.” And while we are stopped, I’m texting Steve and Nat to tell the black sedan to lay off. We are just on a girls’ road trip. Nothing more.

“Sounds good.” Eira said stretching her legs awkwardly in the front seat. “And Loki is happy. He’s a happy person he’s just… complicated. I’m sure your captain’s complicated too. He doesn’t seem like the kind of man to stay happy.” she replied.

"Who, Steve? I mean, he's serious but, I don't know, with me he seems happy. I think he's happy. I think he might love me. I know I might..." Lizzie paused, "no, I know I love him. I'm just afraid to tell him." Lizzie thought for a moment. "I'm afraid because happiness doesn't seem to last for me. I really want it to and I am willing to work at it but I've just always picked the wrong guys." Lizzie smiled at Eira. "But I think I found a good guy this time. Why? What do you think of Steve? Have you met him already? I didn't think you had. I mean, I want you to meet each other. Even with the situation. If you want to that is. I am babbling. Sorry." Lizzie bit her lip. It was a sticky situation, her and Eira being friends. But she liked Eira. She even like Loki. Eira was a really good person to have around. She understood so much. Lizzie sighed. "What are we gonna do, Eira? I love being friends with you. I don't wanna lose that. I liked Loki. But Steve and Loki are never going to get along and honestly, they don't have to. It's just..." Lizzie looked at Eira, thoughtfully. "We may have to fight to keep our friendship."

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Eira laughed. “He just left me a shirt. Nothing special. It was more the sentiment that’s making my day.” she replied. Holding out her hand she showed Lizzie the rune. “So… I only have one stone. I can use it to morph one of us expertly or both of us mildly… but we’d both have to hold it at the same time… which seems problematic.” she said furrowing her brow.

Lizzie thought for a second. “Well, they aren’t watching me as closely as they are watching you so I say we us it all on you.” Lizzie puckered her lips. It helped her think. “Can you make yourself look like Steve? No, that’s wouldn’t work. No bike.” Lizzie gasped. “I got it!! Can you look like me?! You can just walk out, get on my scooter and drive off. Makw a big production of it. You can stop down the block a little. Then I’ll walk down and meet you. They won’t be paying attention. It’s just me, bouncing around like usually.” Lizzie poked Eira with her finger. “Huh? Huh? Whatdaya think?”

Eira’s brow furrowed as she thought. “I think they’d notice two of you.” she said. “And I don’t think I can drive your scooter.” she confessed. “How about I look like Mrs. Willis from down the hall and I just walk to the corner shop. They’d never look twice at Mr. Willis for fear she’d put a curse on them or something.” she laughed.

“Ok. That’d work. We have a plan. Yay!” Lizzie spun around, headed back to her apartment. “I’ll wait to see you walk past my window, give a few more minutes then I’ll meet you down there. Ok. Bye.” Lizzie tried to calmly walk back to her apartment but she wasn’t sure how good of a job she was doing. We aren’t even doing anything wrong but this is so much fun! Lizzie giggled to herself. Lizzie waited to watch Eira go by, then waited a few minutes before hopping on her scooter and driving to the corner shop. She saw Mrs. Willis/Eira standing just outside the door.

As Lizzie pulled up Eira dropped the rune stone into her pocket, revealing her smiling face. “So how are we getting to the car? We can’t both ride on your scooter.” she said looking at the small vehicle.

“Wellllllll,” Lizzie sang, “the rental place is just around the corner. I mean, there is room for two people. You are just so…..tall.” Lizzie giggled at her friend’s pouty face. “It won’t be that bad. Promise. Hope on.” Lizzie patted the seat behind her.

Eira eyed the seat nervously but straddled it anyway. “I hate your midgardian vehicles.” she grumbled under her breath.

“Well, they don’t like you either.” Lizzie stuck her tounge out at her friend as she hit the gas on the scooter. Getting a car that Eira fit in comfortable was a bit of a stretch but they found one. The guy at the rental looked them both up and down. Lizzie was glad Eira didn’t notice. She would have clocked him for the thoughts going through his head. As they started down the road, Lizzie talked. “So, it’ll take us about two hours to get to where we are going. Gives us plenty of time to talk.” Lizzie realized she was constantly checking the rear view mirror for cars. She didn’t know how long they could avoid the agents. She wondered if Steve had told them to lay off. Lizzie kept talking. “So, I’ve always wondered. What was it like growing up in Asgard? Was your family royal? What was school like? What did you learn?” Lizzie stopped to let Eira catch up.

“We weren’t royals in the slightest. I was sent to the palace to take lessons to become a maiden to assist the queen but…” she trailed off with a smile. “Loki was quite the distraction.” she chuckled. “The queen noticed our attraction and took me on as a maiden despite my ineptitude in daily chores. I think she just wanted Loki to be happy.”

"Loki happy? That doesn't last long for him, does it?" Lizzie sighed. "I know how that feels. When you are happy, you are scared the whole time. Scared that it's going to go away too fast." Lizzie looked at the road. "Scared they are going to see you for the broken person you really are and want to leave you." Lizzie shook herself out of her thoughts. "So, you grew up with Loki and Thor? That had to be a lot of fun sometimes." Lizzie looked at Eira. "You know, you can ask me questions too. I feel like I talk and you listen. That's really kinda not fair to you. Is there anything you wanna talk about?" As Lizzie spoke, she noticed a black sedan about four car lengths behind them. "By the way, next gas station we see, we should get out and stretch our legs. I'm kinda thirsty too." And while we are stopped, I'm texting Steve and Nat to tell the black sedan to lay off. We are just on a girls' road trip. Nothing more.

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“You are trouble, Mister” Lizzie whimpered as Steve drew his slick finger over her clit. “Seriously, how are you so good at this? Because damn, you are good.” The smiles he was giving her make her want him so bad. He was playing her like a piano and he knew it. She couldn’t stop herself from whimpering and moaning with every touch of his lips and every move of his finger. But her brain got the better of her. “God, you are so good at this. I mean, really good. I figured, honestly, you may have been with a few girls but…” Lizzie stopped to gasp as Steve’s wandering finger hit her in just the right place. “Forget it. Answer that question later. And please, for the love of everything star-spangled, add another finger.” Steve did as she asked. The feeling of his lips, his fingers, just everything he was doing to her was perfect. Lizzie felt herself tighten around Steve’s fingers. He was unrelenting, determined to make her loose all self-control. Lizzie let her head fall back too fast, hearing it smack on the kitchen table, but she didn’t care. Her hands reached out, stretching over her head, grasping the far side of the table. “Steve. Oh, Steve. That feels so good. God, I am really gonna owe you after I…” She was cut off mid thought as Steve sped up the work of his fingers and circled her bud in his nimble lips. Lizzie squeeled and giggled uncontrollably as she came all over Steve’s hand and mouth.

*swoon* My man.

[text, LizzieDoll] SARA ELIZABETH MARVELL! I know why you are not answering me. Stop the sex marathon and tell me when you want me to come over this week. [text, LizzieDoll] I know Steve is pretty but I wanna see my LizzieBabe too. [text, LizzieDoll] He can’t have you all the time. I’ll take his kneecaps if he tries =p

[text, BFred] How about Thursday? Gotta go. Sexy time heehee [text, BFred] Love you!

Like you aren't the one who starts it half the time, Rogers! Don't try to act innocent in front of these people. You are a total horndog! Being locked up in the ice froze that libido in twentysomething year old guy mode. and I love every second of it ;)

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Eira laughed. “He just left me a shirt. Nothing special. It was more the sentiment that’s making my day.” she replied. Holding out her hand she showed Lizzie the rune. “So… I only have one stone. I can use it to morph one of us expertly or both of us mildly… but we’d both have to hold it at the same time… which seems problematic.” she said furrowing her brow.

Lizzie thought for a second. “Well, they aren’t watching me as closely as they are watching you so I say we us it all on you.” Lizzie puckered her lips. It helped her think. “Can you make yourself look like Steve? No, that’s wouldn’t work. No bike.” Lizzie gasped. “I got it!! Can you look like me?! You can just walk out, get on my scooter and drive off. Makw a big production of it. You can stop down the block a little. Then I’ll walk down and meet you. They won’t be paying attention. It’s just me, bouncing around like usually.” Lizzie poked Eira with her finger. “Huh? Huh? Whatdaya think?”

Eira’s brow furrowed as she thought. “I think they’d notice two of you.” she said. “And I don’t think I can drive your scooter.” she confessed. “How about I look like Mrs. Willis from down the hall and I just walk to the corner shop. They’d never look twice at Mr. Willis for fear she’d put a curse on them or something.” she laughed.

“Ok. That’d work. We have a plan. Yay!” Lizzie spun around, headed back to her apartment. “I’ll wait to see you walk past my window, give a few more minutes then I’ll meet you down there. Ok. Bye.” Lizzie tried to calmly walk back to her apartment but she wasn’t sure how good of a job she was doing. We aren’t even doing anything wrong but this is so much fun! Lizzie giggled to herself. Lizzie waited to watch Eira go by, then waited a few minutes before hopping on her scooter and driving to the corner shop. She saw Mrs. Willis/Eira standing just outside the door.

As Lizzie pulled up Eira dropped the rune stone into her pocket, revealing her smiling face. “So how are we getting to the car? We can’t both ride on your scooter.” she said looking at the small vehicle.

“Wellllllll,” Lizzie sang, “the rental place is just around the corner. I mean, there is room for two people. You are just so…..tall.” Lizzie giggled at her friend’s pouty face. “It won’t be that bad. Promise. Hope on.” Lizzie patted the seat behind her.

Eira eyed the seat nervously but straddled it anyway. “I hate your midgardian vehicles.” she grumbled under her breath.

“Well, they don’t like you either.” Lizzie stuck her tounge out at her friend as she hit the gas on the scooter. Getting a car that Eira fit in comfortable was a bit of a stretch but they found one. The guy at the rental looked them both up and down. Lizzie was glad Eira didn't notice. She would have clocked him for the thoughts going through his head. As they started down the road, Lizzie talked. "So, it'll take us about two hours to get to where we are going. Gives us plenty of time to talk." Lizzie realized she was constantly checking the rear view mirror for cars. She didn't know how long they could avoid the agents. She wondered if Steve had told them to lay off. Lizzie kept talking. "So, I've always wondered. What was it like growing up in Asgard? Was your family royal? What was school like? What did you learn?" Lizzie stopped to let Eira catch up.