MARVEL LUSTS (Loislanekent and Wardenice)
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				Title: <strong>MARVEL LUSTS (Loislanekent and Wardenice)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>VoluptuousVixen</strong> on <strong>16-10-2014, 00:02:31</strong>
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				&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;<strong>BLACK CAT/CAPTAIN AMERICA</strong><br><br>Felicia Hardy was a woman who did not like to play things by the books. She was, dangerous and she loved adventure. Since taking up the mantle of the Black Cat she had walked that fine line between Good and Evil. Her tether had been for the longest time the hero Spider Man. She dated him and she beded him and Peter meant the world to her. But alas even a guy as good as him couldn't tame her. The Black Cat was on the prowl and was taking New York by Storm, problem was she got into debt and she got in with the wrong people. It all had to do with a chemical weapon and a heist that went wrong and before you knew it she was stealing from the AVENGERS! <br><br>She zip lined over to the New Avengers HQ which was formerly Stark Tower. She knew the heroes were out for the night and as such she was going to take this chance to actually get what she needed and go. Tony Starks security was top dollar and the Cat slinked her way around the vents and down into the living quarters. She hated stealing from the Avengers but when needs must. Her old bed buddy Peter was now a full fledged member along with Wolverine and Spider-Woman and even the ex con Luke Cage. <br><br>Brave New day? <br><br>Felecia made it to the living quarters and ignored her guilt best she could. The silver haired vixen slipped down into the bedroom she needed to, the one which she had got off her blueprints. The lights were on which meant....crap.....some of the Avengers were home and NOT at Tony Starks demonstration in Washington for the President. <br><br>Cat slipped off the ceiling when she saw her prize on a chair near the kingseized bed. It was Captain Americas SHEILD she was supposed to steal and give to her new nasty employer. She told herself Stark would build him a better one and this old thing didn't matter. It was only a National Symbol she was thieving. She picked it up just as the man himself walked in the room, Guess Cap was home after all. When he walked into the room you couldn't help but stand taller, she offerd a pathetic "Im sorry you caught me with my paws on youre Shield but would it help if I told you its going to a good cause?" She said with a wicked smirk. She then threw it at him and launched herself into the air with her claws bared ready for a fight with a frigging Super Solider. *Awww hell!* She thought to herself as she started to tussle with the leader of the Avengers.&nbsp; She scratched at his face which was exposed with his mask down, she figured he had been working out when she broke in. If Petey could see her now he would be so ashamed. Ahh to Hell with him! He was probeblly off bumping uglies with his Super Model Wife!<br>She just needed to knock him out or something so she could get away with that prized SHEILD.<br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;(http://www.writeups.org/img/fiche/2715n.jpg)
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				Title: <strong>Re: MARVEL LUSTS (Loislanekent and Wardenice)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Diesel Heart</strong> on <strong>16-10-2014, 17:45:14</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i952.photobucket.com/albums/ae5/Warden_Ice/ca_print_final_lr_by_artgerm-d6lzmyr_zpsfaf0039a.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Captain America<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Black Cat<br><hr><br>&nbsp; Rogers had been one of the only few members of the team who had decided he needed some well-deserved rest after a long past couple of weeks.&nbsp; Even if his biology put him as one of the top martial artist or athlete in the world, a man still needs his rest.&nbsp; Unfortunately, it was not until a late hour that he managed to make his way to the Avengers Headquarters to make this needed rest a reality.&nbsp; The trip up and about the establishment had been traveled one too many times for the anachronistic hero so the sights, turns through sets of hallways, and the decor all blended together.&nbsp; When he found his way to his room, he set his shield down to the side and removed his tights to get into something more comfortable for his intentions.<br><br>&nbsp; Once in a simple white, plain shirt and a pair of american flag boxers, Steve made his way to the kitchen to secure himself a late-night snack and drink.&nbsp; He had planned to read a little before calling it a night, drifting off in silent solitude within the confines of his room, and just let go of worry, stress, and the looming sense of obligations that perpetually rested on his shoulders.&nbsp; His snack of choice came in the form of a sandwich on whole wheat bread with thin turkey slices, american cheese, lettuce, tomato, mayonnaise, and cucumber in between the two slices.&nbsp; Joining it was the medium sized glass of orange juice.&nbsp; Taking a single bite of the sandwich with a pull of the juice to wash it all down, he returned to his room.<br><br>&nbsp; While Rogers was seeking to rest this night, his sense of awareness had not been inhibited.&nbsp; The crack of light underneath his bedroom door pushed the imposing darkness away, staving it from filtering out the one source of tell that gave him reason to pause.&nbsp; A shadow moved from beneath the door and his eyes narrowed ever-so-gently.&nbsp; No one else was supposed to be here, or so he thought.&nbsp; Then again, the security system had not been tripped so the chance of it being an intruder was low.&nbsp; That did not remove the possibility, however.&nbsp; Warily, he made his way to the door of his bedroom and gently pushed the door open with his sandwich hand.<br><br>&nbsp; Much to his surprise, there was a women he did not recognize snooping around in his room.&nbsp; Ignoring that fact, what expedited the cause of alarm was her hands on his shield.&nbsp; She stood taller when he caught her in the act and spoke to him with a wicked, yet pathetic smirk.&nbsp; A thief.&nbsp; Judging from all the signs, she was simply doing her job and someone wanted his shield.&nbsp; This poor woman just so happened to be desperate enough - or crazy enough - to try and pull it off.&nbsp; <em>"Ma'am, I'm going to ask you to put the shiel-..."</em><br><br>&nbsp;Before he was able to finish the sentence, the woman threw his shield towards him.&nbsp; The sandwich was dropped at his feet and Rogers went into action.&nbsp; He was sure her intention was to throw the shield and make an escape for it but instead she leaped towards him.&nbsp; If she wanted to get the drop on him that way, she'd have to try better.&nbsp; His crossed his hand across his chest to make his body twist in the direction.&nbsp; When he caught the shield he allowed the laws of physics twirl him off to the side and escape the thief's assault.<br><br>&nbsp;When she came to land, Rogers imagined she would either roll herself towards the door, drop prone, or crouch with an attempt of self defense.&nbsp; Unless she had some sort of superpower that defied momentum and gravity, either outcome required her to go low to escape his probably assault.&nbsp; With that in mind, he tossed his glass or orange juice just before her feet on the ground to try and spook her long enough to close in, hook his arm around her so that it went diagonally upwards across her body, thus locking her arm in place to be held up and out without the ability to move, and then slam her into the ground.<br><br>&nbsp; If successful, he did not abandon his grip, aiming to drive his knee onto her lower back and bear his weight down upon her to trap her in place.&nbsp; <em>"Who are you working for?"</em>&nbsp; For added security, his shield had now been brought to his side to cover his flank from her hands if she tried to flail about in attempt of scratching him.
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				Title: <strong>Re: MARVEL LUSTS (Loislanekent and Wardenice)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>VoluptuousVixen</strong> on <strong>19-10-2014, 13:07:04</strong>
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				&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;(http://images2.fanpop.com/image/photos/14600000/Black-Cat-marvel-comics-14636606-400-599.jpg)<br><br>Captain America was a force to be reckond with in combat and Felicia understand that now first hand. Every move she pitched he capably blocked and within seconds she was on the floor with her arm behind her but not broken. The Captain asked her in his deep booming voice who she was working for and she just hissed at him like any kitty who had her claws clipped. <br><br>He was a good guy, it was well known he had come from a working class background and he was not a pompass ass, but he was morally incorruptible and as such she wondered if he would have little patience for a thief like her. <br>"I made you drop your juice." was the first thing she said with a hearty laugh as she buried her face into the carpet, but it was clear the Super Solider was not letting her go any time soon. "Im working for some very bad people." she told him as she turned her face upwards so she could speak. "I got into a bad situation with some less then desirable people who wanted me to pinch your Shield." She was indeed confessing to the crime that she had intended to commit and was been nothing less then forthcoming with him. But she knew he would not be best pleased with her, everyone knew how much that SHEILD meant to Cap. <br><br>Felicia felt like trash, she really REALLY did but she was in a tight spot she couldn't get out of any other way. She didn't want Peter to find out about this but she knew that he would and that made her feel even worse. "Would it help you to know I feel really bad about this handsome? And not just because you could and probably should break my arm, but because I really was on the side of Angels for so long and now me doing this just proves what scum I really am." she sighed, knowing he would probably have her arrested for this. Great! 
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				Title: <strong>Re: MARVEL LUSTS (Loislanekent and Wardenice)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Diesel Heart</strong> on <strong>19-10-2014, 18:44:28</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i952.photobucket.com/albums/ae5/Warden_Ice/ca_print_final_lr_by_artgerm-d6lzmyr_zpsfaf0039a.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Captain America<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Black Cat<br><hr><br>Rogers looked at his shield but made no physical implication of budged from his dominating position atop her back.&nbsp; Someone was after his shield and there could be a large collection of individuals who would want that.&nbsp; He has made quite the number of enemies in his time as Captain America, predating even modern history back to World War II.&nbsp; He took a fleeting moment to recall every enemy that expressed interest in his shield and quickly realized how futile the effort was.&nbsp; The list was far too long for him to fathom narrowing down a prime list of suspects.&nbsp; Plus the additional factor that they could be unrelated to his former activities and enemies entirely, causing him to grasp at straws that weren't there or stir a hornet's nest when there was no call for it.<br><br><em>"Not bad enough feeling to stop you,"</em> he declared in a manner that was neither sympathetic or chastising.<br><br>He let the woman go and came to a stand, taking two steps away from her striking range as a precaution.&nbsp; He wasn't going to fully trust a woman who broke into the Avengers Headquarters of all places and planned to make off with one of his prized possessions.&nbsp; Two steps was all that would be needed to escape her leg's reaching distance should she try to surprise him with a trip and make a break for the shield.&nbsp; He had been in one too many fights to not be so naive.&nbsp; Once his two steps were taken, he gazed upon the fur-accented leather clad woman with snow-white hair and held a wary stance.&nbsp; He was offering her a second chance but with all intention to do whatever was necessary should she make the wrong choice.
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				Title: <strong>Re: MARVEL LUSTS (Loislanekent and Wardenice)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>VoluptuousVixen</strong> on <strong>21-10-2014, 22:20:51</strong>
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				&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;(http://static.comicvine.com/uploads/ignore_jpg_scale_small/9/95970/1926411-1788539_13032481513.jpg)<br><br>She knew she had been had. Felicia had done a very bad thing and she was been punished for it. She now understood that look of disappointment from Captain America that all heroes hated. It was like she had just shot a puppy or something, it was like he knew she was a better person then what she was been at this moment in time and he was disappointed in her and the choices she had made. He released her and let her stand but the Cat instead went over to his bed and sat on it. Her eyes went to his iconic SHEILD which was supposed to be her "Prize" for the night.<br><br>Felicia knew how revealing her leather costume was, and the fact when she bent over as she was now how her breasts fell almost free from that tight fitting little cat-suit. Rogers apparently had willpower of Iron but he was still a MAN and she would play on her looks as long as she had them. Not wearing a bra under her costume didn't hurt, no the fat she was very "Well Endowed" in the chest region for a woman. <br>"Ive fallen on hard times and need to get out of debt." she confessed to the American hero as her eyes met his. <br><br>God he had beautiful eyes for a man.....focuss....Felicia. <br><br>"Someone wants your shield to make an example that even you are not untouchable." She said with a shrug. "But I don't know who is the one who wants it ultimately. All I care about is making sure I don't get riddled with bullets anytime soon."
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				Title: <strong>Re: MARVEL LUSTS (Loislanekent and Wardenice)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Diesel Heart</strong> on <strong>22-10-2014, 15:20:08</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://img2.wikia.nocookie.net/__cb20100205184014/marveldatabase/images/f/f0/Steven_Rogers_(Earth-1610).png)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Captain America<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Black Cat<br><hr><br>Rogers sighed internally when the thief sat upon his bed instead of making her way out.&nbsp; The thought of her being difficult began to pass through his mind but he quickly rejected it to linger.&nbsp; It would only distract him should the woman in black latex distract him.&nbsp; Naturally, she attempted the clues of trying to seduce him and play to his instinctual reactions to a certain type of stimuli.&nbsp; In this case, it was the abundance of cleavage now dangling before him as she leaned forward.&nbsp; With that in mind, he kept his eyes on hers,&nbsp; fighting the urge to glance downwards with all his willpower.&nbsp; Rogers was a man with an indomitable will and it would take a lot more than flaunting sacs of fat on the chest to seduce him.<br><br><em>"What is your debt?"</em> he asked, still keeping his distance from her near the door.<br><br>He still did not trust her.&nbsp; She broke into the Avengers Headquarters of all places which meant she was playing coy.&nbsp; On top of that, she was doing suggestive body language and playing the victim card.&nbsp; He was a man - a hero - who would go out of his way to help anyone but he was not naive enough to fall for just any ploy.&nbsp; She'd have to convince him thoroughly before he extended a show of faith in a woman who just tried to make off with his shield.&nbsp; With that in mind, he reached out to his side to close the door without breaking eye contact.&nbsp; His moves were stiff and slow, maintaining a cautious, defensive stance. 
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