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Zemo stared at the files from the fall of Shield. He’d gone into them wanting to learn more about the Hydra operatives, particularly the ones that had infested his country when he came across a very specific group of files. The Winter Soldier files. It started as a one man experiment, a prisoner of war from what he could tell, before it was expanded in the early 90’s thanks to the assassination of Howard Stark and the murder of his wife. Mr Stark had been attempting to recreate the formula and when Hydra tested it on some of their best assets it was clear the man had succeeded.

It sent a shiver through his chest as he read the files. The assassinations of the original Winter Soldier paled in comparison to the other operatives, they were loyal to the cause whereas the original soldier had to undergo memory wipes and be lied to in order to get him to do what they wanted. 

The original Soldier had escaped from Hydra following the fall of Shield whereas the five loyalist soldiers were cryogenically frozen, he supposed that would make them easy to handle. He couldn’t let an organisation that had clawed its way into the heart of his country and the world to keep access to a group with confirmed kills numbering in the thousands. He would put the rabid dogs down and make it so they could never recreate them again.

“You seem stressed.” His wife, Heike, said as she stepped behind him and took his shoulders in her hands.

He sighed and leaned his head back after he closed his laptop screen, the top of his head resting on her stomach as he looked up at her. “I have a mission to complete.”

“Ah.” She said with a knowing smile as she leaned down to kiss his forehead sweetly.

He let his eyes flutter shut as he smiled at his wife’s affections. “I am hoping it will be simple enough.”

“Will you be taking the Scorpions?” She asked as she lightly massaged his shoulder.

“It’s more of a solo mission.”

Heike frowned, she didn’t like when he was gone without someone to protect his back. “Are you sure?”

He nodded as he pulled away before turning around and pulling her hips to meet his chest. “I’m sure.”

“Very well.” She muttered as she stroked some of his hair back from his face as he looked up at her. “When do you leave?”

“Tomorrow.” He whispered.

“Make sure you say goodbye to your son before you leave.” 

Zemo nodded as he watched his wife walk away from him.

***

He smiled as he watched his son sleep. He did what he did to make the world a better place for his son, he didn’t want him to grow up a world where the shadows were infested by Hydra. It was early but he never left for a mission without saying goodbye to his wife and son. He smiled as he thought the through goodbye he’d given his wife before he got dressed. He tiptoed to his sons bed and sat besides him.

“Papa?” His son whispered as he woke.

“It’s me.” He whispered as he brushed some of his sons messy hair back. “I’ll be leaving for a few days.”

His son stretched and reached for him, Zemo smiled as he leaned down to grip his boy in a hug. “I’ll miss you.”

“I’ll miss you as well son.” He whispered before he kissed his sons forehead. “Will you be a good boy for mama?”

His son nodded sleepily as he settled back into the pillows. He smiled softly as he laid another kiss to his son's forehead as he tucked him in.

***

The facility where the cryogenically frozen soldiers was surprisingly empty, Hydra obviously thinking the remoteness of the facility making it unlikely to be found. There were six cryogenic tanks, five of which held super soldiers while the sixth remained empty. He supposed that meant that Hydra had not likely recovered their rouge asset. A quick bullet to the head and heart ended the winter soldiers that Hydra had in their possession. He copied all the information on the hard drives as he moved to burn the soldiers bodies where they sat. He couldn’t allow Hydra to rebuild the program off the corpses, he stayed until the fires had died before he left.

***

He groaned as he tried to blink the dizziness away.

He was in his car.

It was on it’s side.

He gasped and scrunched his eyes closed as he jerked to the side.

His arm and chest hurt.

He looked to the side.

Heike was hanging limply in the passenger seat.

“Heike.” He whispered softly as he undid the seat belt.

He fell against the drivers door and hissed as pain radiated up his arm.

He could hear sirens in the distance, closing in.

He reached up to his wife and let out a sob as he gripped her wrist.

He felt no pulse.

He shuffled so his back was against the door, ignoring the protests of his body as he turned to face the back seat.

His son hung just as limply as his mother.

He let out a sob as he reached back for his son.

His arms falling just short as he tried to reach him.

“Please.” He whispered. “Please not you too. Please no.”

***

He came to, to the sounds of a heart monitor and a busy hospital. The hustle and bustle muted by the fact he was in a private room. He blinked his eyes open against the harsh fluorescence of the lights.

“Sir?” Came the soft and caring voice of Oezink.

“Heike?” He whispered hoarsely. “My son?”

“I’m sorry sir.”

Zemo screwed his eyes shut. “Leave.”

“As you wish sir.” Oezink said, his voice tinged with concern.

***

He downed another brandy as he read the police files, they were useless. The file from his Scorpion team however was much more informative, it was a hit. Revenge against him for ending their precious super soldiers.

“Sir.” Zemo looked over to Oezink with his blood shot eyes. “The doctors advised against drinking while on the pain killers.”

“I don’t care.” He muttered as he poured himself another brandy.

“I will not stand here and watch as you destroy yourself.” Oezink spoke forcefully, he couldn’t remember a time since he’d become an adult that his butler had talked to him in such a manner. “Your wife and son would not want you to destroy yourself.”

Zemo growled and threw his glass against the wall. “They would want to be alive! And they’re not.”

“That doesn’t mean that you should endeavour to join them as you are.” Oezink sighed as he moved to pick up the broken glass. “Find a cause to fight for. I’ll return with a cloth.” He finished with a nod as he turned to take the broken glass from the room.

He sighed as he watched his old friend leave. Perhaps the man was right, fighting for a cause as opposed to wallowing in self pity and loathing till he passed. His original mission should be sufficient to hold his focus and keep him alive till it was his time to join his family in the afterlife. He pulled his laptop to him as he brought up the files he’d found on the various politicians. 

He squinted as he looked over the list of names, some he recognised like that of the current Prime Minister of Sokovia. Others he recalled as having been members of society he’d interacted with when he was younger at society events. He’d need to be careful in how he operated. 

***

Sokovia’s new Prime Minister

Sokovian Broadcasting Network

After the fall of international intelligence agency Shield the former Prime Minister of Sokovia was found to have strong Hydra ties; he was swiftly arrested and is currently awaiting trial. 

The campaign for a new Prime Minister has been difficult for us as many of the existing government have been found to have strong ties to the Neo-Nazi organisation.

Baron Helmut Zemo was one of the few people who threw their name in the ring for Prime Minister that had no Hydra ties and was aggressively against them.

Approximately 5 months ago the new Prime Minister's wife and young son were killed in a car crash. Their deaths have reportedly driven Baron Zemo to step into the political arena and make a real difference to his country.

In his first speech Prime Minister Zemo had this to say:

“I have lived in this country my whole life. I have loved it with my whole heart as I did my wife and son. I have watched as it was torn apart by itself. I have strived to make it better in any of the ways I could be that with the military missions I accomplished or the Charity work I conducted with my wife. And now. As your Prime Minister I will make this country a better place. It will return to its former glory. But most importantly Hydra is not welcome within our borders.”

We wish the best to our new Prime Minister.

***

Zemo sighed as he loosened his tie and poured himself a drink. Sokovian whiskey, a gift from a politician trying to save themselves from his Hydra purge, it was too fine of a whiskey to simply dispose of so he’d had it tested for poisons instead. He was somewhat glad the man had been too confident in his attempts to curry favour to think an attempt at killing him would be a better plan. He heard a rustle at his office window as he went to take a sip, he paused and turned to meet the desperate eyes of the original winter soldier.

“Good evening Soldier.” He greeted as he downed his drink and set the empty glass down. “To what do I owe the pleasure? I was under the impression that Hydra had yet to capture you so I assume you’re not here on their orders.”

“No.” He replied hoarsely as if he hadn’t spoken in a while.

“So what are you here for?” Zemo asked as he poured himself another glass and one for the soldier. He took a sip of his own as he offered the glass to the Soldier. 

The soldier took the drink and remained silent.

“What do you hope to accomplish by coming to my offices?”

“Peace.” He said after a moments thought.

Zemo narrowed his eyes at the man. “Are you hoping I’d put you down?” The soldier didn’t reply, just tilted his head slightly as he took a sip of the whiskey. “I’m not sure I’d see the point. You are not like the other Soldiers that Hydra created. You were a prisoner of war who was experimented on and tortured into doing their bidding. Not a master assassin for them who was then enhanced voluntary.”

“I still killed people.” He whispered softly.

“As have I.” He sighed as he set his glass down, he was no longer in quite the same mood now. “I lead a black ops team before all of this.” He said with a wave of his hand. “I’ve killed many people, mostly for my country though some for my own personal ideals.”

“What personal ideals?”

“That anyone who willingly supports Hydra or takes an enhancement are on a dangerous path to supremacy over their fellow man.”

“Why not kill me then?”

“Did you take your enhancement willingly or were they forced upon you?” The soldier looked down at his metal hand. “Exactly. I am not in the habit of killing people who’ve been tortured into oblivion to do cruel tasks on behalf of a Nazi born organisation. And I don’t plan to start now.”

“What do you plan to do then?” He asked.

“Clean you up for a start.” Zemo said as the open window blew the smell of the soldier over to him. “You can stay here. I will be keeping Hydra out of our borders to the best of my ability. You could be free from their hold here.”

The soldier contemplated it for a moment before nodding.

“Follow me then.”

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“Is there a reason you are hovering soldier?” Zemo asked. He’d been in his office since 8am and the soldier had been hovering by the door the entire time, it was 10am now and he was getting unnerved by the silence with another person in the room

“James.” The soldier whispered.

“James then.” He replied with a nod. “Why are you standing as if on guard?”

“Security is a sham.” He muttered, Zemo just raised an eyebrow and gestured for James to continue. “I entered your office without anyone seeing me, the alarm system is none existent. An untrained person with a gun could get to your office with little effort.”

“And you’d choose to play bodyguard?” He asked with a smirk, his smirk widened at James’ nod. “We shall have to outfit you properly then.” He pressed the intercom button on his phone. “Oeznik, please send for my tailor.”

“Right away sir.”

“You’ll like them.” He said with a smirk at the soldiers slight discomfort. “They’ve been outfitting my family for generations and I’ve conducted very thorough checks. They’ll have you looking like a professional in no time.”

***

Zemo smirked as he watched the tailor hover around James as they marked the suit fabric with chalk. They’d barely paused when they’d seen the soldiers scaring around the metal arm, he was sure the tailor was used to much more suspect scars than the scars that marred the man's chest. 

“I’ll have a few suits ready for him by the end of the week.” The tailor said as they helped remove the jacket that James currently had on. “Are you sure of just a variety of plain black? We have some much more interesting colours and fabrics that would bring out the handsomeness of your friend.”

He smirked as James blushed. “For now yes. I’m sure I’ll be contacting you to outfit him further. I can’t let him wallow in plain black suits forever.”

The tailor smirked and nodded to Zemo as he took his leave.

“You didn’t need to do that.” James muttered.

“Nonsense.” He said with a wave of his hand. “If you are to be my bodyguard you will dress the part. And quite frankly getting you into a decent suit is purely self indulgent. You’re too handsome of a man to let you slouch in tac pants and henleys no matter how comfortable.”

James huffed as he took up the space he’d previously been occupying.

“Would a haircut be out of the question?” Zemo chuckled when all he received in reply was a slight glare.

***

James ran a hand through the back of his newly cut hair, Zemo had convinced him much like he had on the suits. His hair still had some length at the front that fell to the side of his face but it was no longer the long mess Hydra had let it become, he felt more human now than when he’d been on the run. He still kept an ear to the ground about Rogers and Willsons whereabouts but they were chasing falling Hydra bases. 

Zemo had his first UN meeting as Prime Minister and had insisted James accompany him. Lucky for Zemo he didn’t need convincing, the Prime Minister's residence was an easy place for him to know the comings and goings of. Parliament was similar if a little less controlled, the United Nations though? That was a completely different environment. He’d have to be on alert the entire time, though he didn’t begrudge it. Not for the man who’d given him a purpose again.

“I do not need a guide James.” Zemo said as he straightened his cuff. He had a dark burgundy suit with a cream shirt made by his tailor, he’d forgone a tie as he refused to be like the other politicians with no appreciation for fashion. “Not if you’re not ready for such a crowd.”

James shrugged as he put on the sunglasses that the rest of the bodyguards at the UN were wearing along with the comm unit. “I’m fine.”

“If you insist.” Zemo conceded as their car pulled up outside the UN. 

***

Zemo found the majority of the UN session painfully boring, he found more enjoyment in watching James watch the crowds for potential threats. The man cut a fine figure in a suit despite the gun on his hip breaking the line of the suit, the two guns that were concealed in shoulder halters left no mark on the suit's lines. His tailor truly was remarkable. It had only been 7 months since the death of his wife and child but he was already feeling a stirring of affection. He shook himself and tuned back into the current speaker.

“...They’re a dangerous unhinged group of individuals.” Ah the Avengers, a popular topic of conversation. “And they base themselves out of America. How are we to know they won’t become an imperial force for the United States?”

Secretary Ross of the United States stood. “The Avengers are cause for concern for us as well. The Hulk is an uncontrolled beast that is enabled by the protection Stark offers him.” Zemo frowned, he remembered reading files on the unfortunate Dr Banner. “We are drafting legislation to help curb their enthusiasm for destruction.”

The rest of the meeting dragged on with little excitement. 

Once the meeting finished he nodded to James and approached Secretary Ross.

“Prime Minister of Sokovia right?” Ross said as he pointed at Zemo. “Made quite a splash with your systematic removal of Hydra from your ranks.”

“I couldn’t let such an organisation fester and grow if I hoped to repair my country. I assume the US plans to do the same?”

Ross nodded along. “Yes we’ve kicked them out of office just like you did in your little country.” Zemo narrowed his eyes ever so slightly at the man who took no notice. “Sokovia’s had quite a raw deal hasn’t it?”

“It has not had the easiest of times.” He agreed cautiously. “Will you be presenting the legislation soon? It sounds very intriguing.”

“Soon I hope. Can’t let the likes of the Hulk galavant around.”

“Yes. It’s a terrible thing.” He agreed. 

“Say would you like to look over the legislation? I can have a copy sent to your hotel room.” Ross said eagerly.

“Definitely. It sounds like something I’d definitely be interested in.” He said with a sly smile.

“Great. I’ll have it sent over after dinner. I’ve got some elbows to rub.” He said as he rubbed his hands together.

“Enjoy your dinner, Mr Secretary.” Zemo said with a polite nod.

***

“Eat.” Zemo said as he pushed the burger from room service to James. He hadn’t cared for one of the nearby restaurants so ordered room service for them both, a burger for James and a creamy pasta for himself. He’d already noticed the increased appetite in James once he got comfortable asking for food, he got in the habit of having Oezink providing the soldier with extra snacks throughout the day. He didn’t want the man to starve.

James wolfed down the burger, it wasn’t appropriate for a bodyguard to eat while out on the floor protecting their charges. He was much more relaxed now that they were in the room, Zemo had organised a two bedroom suite for them. Zemo had claimed that it was due to the opulence but James was pretty sure it was because he wanted them both to have their own beds and lessen James’ anxiety. 

Zemo saw James twitch when there was a knock at the door. The Soldier was soon at the door, hand on his gun. Zemo smirked as he watched the protective nature of his bodyguard as he answered the door to a porter dropping off Ross’ legislation.

“The Enhanced Individuals Reform act. I do hope he’s open to name suggestions.” Zemo muttered as he took the legislation from James. 

“It’s a bit of a mouthful.” James agreed quietly as Zemo started to flip through the papers.

***

Zemo’s frown deepened the further he got into the legislation. There was very little in the legislation that was acceptable to him. A large amount covering the Avengers he found quite agreeable, he would hate to have the Avengers trample across Sokovian borders and lay waste to a city without informing him so he could organise relief efforts efficiently. This legislation would require the Avengers to inform leaders in the event they need to cross into their borders.

The rest though?

It didn’t sit right with him. The language was vague and there was no clear definition of what classed as Enhanced. Was it only people like Captain America and Hulk with man made chemical enhancements? Or did it include skilled individuals like The Black Widow and Hawkeye? He had little doubt that an un-enhance individual with similar training to the none powered Avengers could topple governments given the right motivation. That’s without looking at the possibilities Tony Stark presented. The man could be a one person destructive force if he chose.

The lack of definition of enhancement wasn’t the most concerning aspect of the legislation though. Enhanced members of society that the government viewed as a threat could be arrested and held indefinitely in a secret remote prison. The prison was mentioned as being manned by US special forces, something he could see as a road to trouble. He couldn’t see things ending well with the way it was currently written.

“Oezink.” He said into his phone as he called his friend. “Please organise a meeting with Ms Potts of Stark Industries. As soon as possible.”

“Right away sir.” Oezink said after a second's hesitation.

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“I was quite intrigued to receive your phone call, Prime Minister.” Pepper Potts said as Zemo tucked her chair in. Miss Potts had some time available for a lunch meeting while she was in Paris on business so he had taken the liberty of organising a private tasting menu for them in one of the upscale restaurants. 

“Thank you Miss Potts.” He said as he moved around to his side of the table. “And please call me Zemo, I have little desire for formality in this meeting.”

She smiled across from him. “Zemo then. Your assistant's call was somewhat vague, they just mentioned a joint venture with Sokovia.”

He smiled as the waiter came over with the first of the tasting courses and a glass of white wine. “Apologies for that Miss Potts.”

“Pepper, please.”

“Pepper then.” He said with a smile. “I wanted to meet with you to discuss some information that could affect the Avengers. Please let me finish.” He said as Pepper opened her mouth to tell him she wasn’t an Avengers Liaison. “While at the last UN meeting your Secretary of States stated he had some legislation in the works regarding the Avengers and enhanced individuals. I am unaware if Mr Stark’s team had already been contacted.”

“They hadn’t.” She said with a frown.

“I had suspected not. Secretary Ross presented me with a completed copy and it gave me cause for concern.” He paused to take a sip of his wine, fresh and crisp. “The aspect that specifically applies to Avengers I found quite agreeable if restrictive should an emergency arise. The rest however? I would call it a gross over step of human rights that has a poor definition of who would be classed as enhanced and what it requires to consider them a threat.”

“Do you have a copy of the legislation?” She asked, concerned.

“I do.” He said as he slipped a copy over to her. “I’ve also included a copy of some notes I’ve made on the legislation.”

“Thank you.” She said softly as she flicked through the legislation.

He smiled as he watched her study the piece. Contacting Miss Potts was much more preferable to contacting Miss Maria Hill of the Initiative, a business woman such as Miss Potts was far better at spotting the writing on the walls than an ex-spy. He always found spies to ignore any and all legislation and laws that would pertain to their work.

“May I keep this?” She asked as she rest the legislation on the table.

“I intended you to.” Zemo said with a smile. “Now please allow yourself to enjoy the menu thoroughly. It has been a while since I’ve been able to spoil someone.”

“If you insist.” Pepper said with a smirk.

“But of course.”

***

Pepper was glad Paris was her last stop on her business trip. The meeting with Prime Minister Zemo had been informative if slightly concerning, his notes on the legislation really highlighted his concern. A concern which Pepper found herself sharing. She needed to have someone with a more formal understanding of politics to take a look at the piece. She could see how it would affect the business of Stark Industries but she struggled with the finer points of how it could apply to people. She’d spent far too long in her Tony and Stark Industries bubble. 

She was lucky that Dr Foster and her assistant had moved into the tower following the incident in London. The avengers now had a political liaison. Or at least they would once she talked to Miss Lewis. For someone with a political science masters she was wasting her talents working under the astrophysicist. Pepper had already cleared the hiring of a political liaison with Maria who had passed off the hiring process to Pepper, Maria’s only request was for the person filling the role to have a high enough clearance. Darcy Lewis had that clearance and had made excellent impressions on the team.

“Miss Lewis.” Pepper called as she stood at the door of Dr Fosters lab. Miss Lewis turned to her looking like a deer in the headlights. “May I have a word with you?”

“Erm...Sure thing.” She muttered as she hopped down from the workbench she was on. “I’ll see you in a few Janie.” Dr Foster gave a vague wave in her direction as she left the room.

They walked a little ways down the hall and into a conference room. Pepper motioned for her to sit. Darcy gingerly took the seat and gripped the chair under her. 

“So…”

Pepper smiled at her nervousness. “I’ve got a special project for you. It comes with a promotion and it’s own office if you’d like.”

“What sort of project?” Darcy asked suspiciously. 

“Important.” Pepper said as she slid over a copy of the legislation. “This piece of legislation was presented to me by a concerned party when I was in Paris this past week.” She said as she watched Miss Lewis flick through the pages much like she had before. “They were concerned about the possible ramifications on the public should it become law and I find myself sharing their concerns.”

“I can see why.” Darcy muttered as she pointed to a specific article in the legislation. “This section could label someone who’s just really skilled at something as enhanced and a threat if someone wanted. It’d be like that kid who got arrested for making a clock but like so much worse.” She looked back up to Pepper. “What do you want me to do?”

“Write a criticism of the legislation and present it to the UN as the Avenger Political Liaison.”

“Shut up.” She said in shock. 

Pepper just smiled at her.

***

Zemo smiled as he walked through the commemorative gardens for a press event, James trailing slight behind him. Zemo was wearing his long coat with a fur trim over a burgundy turtleneck while he’d place James in a smart warm jacket, the super soldier might not feel cold like the rest of them but Zemo wasn’t going to allow his companion to grow cold. 

“What do you think of the Enhanced Individuals Act?” Zemo asked as they admired some flowers, James a step and a half behind him. A smidge too close for a bodyguard but Zemo found comfort having such a dedicated person having his back in such a way.

“I think it’s good.” James said quietly.

Zemo tilted his head and raised an eyebrow at the soldier. “Can you not see how it would affect the common man?”

He shrugged. “I kind of only just looked at how it would apply to myself. I deserve the jail they’d throw me in.”

“I find myself disagreeing with that.” He sighed. “You were tortured and brainwashed. I have the notes and the Red Book to prove it.”

James startled slightly. “You have the Red Book?”

“I do.” Zemo confirmed with a slight nod. “Ivan retrieved it earlier this month and presented it to me last month. I’d just yet found the opportune moment to tell you.”

“So you choose the moment when I was affirming my guilt?” He accused.

“Of course. I want you to understand your circumstances as I do.” He replied with a smirk. “Now come. Let’s kiss some babies.”

James sighed as he followed after his charge.

***

“How was the mission to Baron Von Strucker?” Zemo asked Ivan, his previous second and now leader of the Scorpion team.

“There was some issue.” Ivan sighed as he settled into his seat.

“What issue?”

“Enhanced.” He stated plainly. Zemo gave a nod of continuation. “We didn’t release them from the containment Strucker had placed them in. The paperwork suggests that they believed they were volunteering for a group that wasn’t Hydra. We have yet to speak with them but the girl does seem suspicious.”

“What are their enhancements?” 

“The girl has telekinesis from what we can tell. The boy, her twin, appears to have super speed.”

“Do you think they’d be open to speak with me?” Zemo asked as he pressed his fingers together.

“I think if anyone would be able to convince them that they’d accidentally joined the wrong side of the fight it would be you.”

Zemo nodded to himself. Him and James would take a trip to the castle. “Anything else?”

Ivan nodded. “It also seems Strucker held some artifacts from the invasion in New York. One of them space whales and the weapon that the man who went by Loki used.”

“We shall place some trusted scientists on it after I’ve been to the site and accessed the situation.” He said more to himself than Ivan. “My staff will draw up a list of scientists, Sokovian of course, and conduct the usual in depth background checks. We can’t send this information straight back into the hands of Hydra. I will also speak with the twins to discern if they can be trusted with their powers.”

“Or if they need to be put down.”

Zemo gave a tight smile.

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Darcy ran her fingers across the handwritten notes that she’s been presented with when she was given the copy of the legislation. Whoever wrote them had beautiful and elegant handwriting, she found herself agreeing with all of the points they’d made. She only had a slightly different opinion on wording. 

The notes had made the process of analysing the legislation much quicker for her. She still read the entire thing but she had a jumping off point for what she’d need to look out for. Within a week she was drafting up points to include in her analyses that would be presented to the UN.

She shook herself. Now wasn’t the time to stress herself out about the UN, she’d write the legislation first then she’d stress about speaking in front of the world leaders.

God she needed a wardrobe overhaul.

***

Zemo cautiously descended the steps to the holding cells for the twins that Von Strucker had held, he’d been stripped of his title before he’d been imprisoned along with his staff. He would not allow someone who worked so closely with Hydra and on human test subjects to retain a Sokovian title when it went against everything he stood for as a man, never mind as a politician. 

He noted the twins' conditions. They seemed better cared for than when Strucker was in charge of their care, he supposed it could be their bodies settling into their powers better but he suspected it was because his old team was actually feeding them well. He had instructed them to feed the teenagers whenever they seemed hungry, which he suspected was often for Pietro. Increased metabolism seemed to go hand in hand with increased speed.

“Hello Maximoffs.” Zemo called as he approached the cells. “Do you know who I am?”

Pietro looked confused and looked towards his sister before realising there was a wall between them. The girl, Wanda, just looked at him in confusion as she tilted her head at him.

“Allow me then. I am Baron Helmut Zemo, the new Prime Minister of Sokovia.” The pair just narrowed their eyes at him. “Can you tell me a little about yourselves?”

The twins stayed silent.

Zemo sighed and looked over to a concerned James before turning back to the twins. “Perhaps I’ll tell you about myself then hmm? Let’s see. I’ve lived in Sokovia my entire life. I was married and had a beautiful son, unfortunately both my wife and son died in a car crash. I lead a black ops team. And after the fall of Shield…”

“Shield fell?” Wanda asked as she frowned.

“Yes. A few months ago now.” He confirmed.

Wanda eyed him, her eyes glowing a faint red which unnerved him till she winced and the glow faded. “We were working with Hydra.” She whispered softly as she crumpled.

“What?” Pietro startled at his sister's words.

Zemo nodded his head towards Pietro’s cell while he headed to Wanda’s, as soon as both were unlocked and opened Pietro was cradling his sister in his arms.

“I knew we shouldn’t have agreed to this.” Wanda muttered, muffled by her brother’s shoulder.

“I’m sorry I convinced you.”

His heart broke as he watched the twins hold each other so desperately, they just wanted their country to be better. He could empathise with that notion. He debated for a second before he slid off his long coat and wrapped it around the pair, he could see James twitch out of the corner of his eye. As he tucked the coat around the twins they both looked up at him; heartbreak, betrayal and desperation written clearly in their eyes.

“It will be okay.” He said softly as he ran his hands from the top of their heads to cup their cheeks. “Sokovia has improved greatly since the fall of Shield. And not to speak too highly of myself I have been a big part of that.”

“He has.” James spoke for the first time as he stepped closer to the cell the three were in. “The riots have stopped and people are already seeing an improvement of quality of life.”

Zemo felt Wanda grip his wrist making him turn his attention back to her as she gave a nod, her eyes filled with determination.

***

Wanda smiled slightly as she went through the clothes Zemo’s tailor had brought her, she’d mentioned some colours she liked and styles she couldn’t tolerate and he’d had his tailor bring practically an entire wardrobe worth of clothing. When she’d opened her mouth to protest he waved her off claiming his family had enough wealth that he could afford to outfit the pair of them with a full new wardrobe for every season. Her brother was more accepting of it, he was happy to be treated while she was more cautious.

Pietro was being measured up for suits and picking out colours from the swatches that the tailor presented him with. The tailor had a slight feral smile as her brother liked near enough every swatch bar a few. She could feel the glee radiating off him as much as she could feel James’ caution and nervousness.

“Are you finding things to your liking Miss Maximoff?” Zemo asked from his desk. He was unfortunate in having a mound of paperwork to get through while his tailor played dress up with them.

“Yes.” She answered as she pulled out a deep red leather blazer. “I just got lost in thought. And I’m not used to such fancy clothing.”

“I could get used to it.” Pietro quipped.

“And I invite you to.” The Prime Minister said with a smirk. “I like to spoil my friends and I hope we become such.”

“We’re 19. Wouldn’t it be a bit odd for the Prime Minister of the country to have such young friends.” Wanda said.

Zemo sighed and closed his eyes before opening them slowly. “Adopted children then.”

“I am offended even though that is somewhat accurate.” Pietro muttered.

“You act like a child.” James said from his station by the door. "It's entirely accurate." Pietro turned to stick his tongue out at the super soldier making Wanda giggle and Zemo smile at their antics. It was nice to see James loosen up after the arrival of the twins.

***

“You need to be outfitted properly for the UN.” The Black Widow stated as she burst into Darcy’s office making her startle.

“Hi.” She squeaked. “Nice to meet you.”

“You too.” The Widow replied with a smirk. “Now put your shoes back on and come with me. We’ve an appointment to keep.”

“We do?”

“We do.”

***

Darcy felt under-dressed when Natasha shepherded her into one of them upscale clothes shops that you can’t even tell are a shop from the outside. Natasha commanded the attention of the two sales attention as soon as she entered.

“We need a full two week wardrobe. Professional. Highly visible position. There’ll be lots of pictures as it’s her first debut on the world stage. Throw in a few more casual pieces. How are you on heels?” She asked as she turned back to Darcy.

“I’m fine.” She muttered softly as Natasha eyed her up.

“Nothing too high for everyday wear. Maybe one universal pair for occasions she needs to dress up. A bag large enough to carry a laptop and some documents, we’ll customise it ourselves. And two cocktail dresses, we all know what politicians are like.”

“I can’t afford all this.” Darcy whispered nervously as the shop assistants scuttered away.

Natasha just smirked and flashed a black credit card. “Maybe not but Pepper can.” She paused for a second before smirking wider. “And by Pepper I mean Tony.”

“Damn it Stark.” 

“You’ll have fun don’t worry.” She said with a smirk as she guided Darcy to the sofa.

***

“Did we have to do underwear as well?” Darcy asked as she stood in some new underwear with her hands on her hips as she stood on the podium in front of Natasha while the shop assistant pulled a dress for her.

“No this is just for me.” The assassin said with a wink.

“Natasha.” Darcy hissed making her giggle.

“I’m joking, I’m joking.” She said as she giggled. “Mostly.” She finished with a wink.

Darcy just huffed and turned around to the mirror.

“You’re beautiful.” Natasha said sweetly as she saw Darcy analysing her reflection. “You just needed better support than your department store bras give.”

“Hey they got me through college.”

“As long as it wasn’t through high school.” Natasha replied as she wrinkled her nose.

***

They ended up leaving the store with a month's worth of clothes instead of the two weeks worth Darcy had been expecting. When Natasha offered to tell her the number before she paid she’d covered her ears and closed her eyes, she did not want to know the small fortune that was just spent on her so she could make the Avengers look good and reasonable. Something she wasn’t quite sure she’d achieve.

“What’s worrying you?” Natasha asked as they settled into the car back to the tower. 

“Everything.” She sighed. “I’m going to be at the UN lobbying against the Secretary of State on a piece of drafted legislation that is a mess of human rights violations. It just takes one person who can twist people to believe that enhanced people shouldn’t have rights because they’re stronger for this legislation to be made law and so many people to be at risk.”

“You’ll be fine.” The assassin said reassuringly as she gripped Darcy’s hand tightly in hers. “Besides I’ll be there. I can teach you all the tricks I know to get them to do what you want.”

“You will be?”

She nodded. “I’ll be sitting besides you representing the tactical mind of the team.”

“Not Cap or Stark?”

She laughed and shook her head. “Cap’s still on his one man hunt and we actually want to achieve our goals, not set them back decades.”

“That makes sense.” Darcy said with a giggle as she relaxed.

Chapter Text

James analysed the floor of the UN meeting room where General Ross would present the Enhanced Individuals Reform act, Wanda stood by his side while Pietro stood besides Zemo. The twins hadn’t wanted to be sponging off the Prime Ministers generosity and he’d joked about them joining the security team, which they took too seriously and then pointed out the tactical advantage to having them in his security detail. James would direct them and continue his main observation duties while Wanda was on crowd analyses feeling out ill intentions among the people directed at Zemo. Pietro was an immediate emergency line of defence, the kid could run faster than a speeding bullet so would be able to get Zemo out of the line of fire should someone take a shot at him.

James’ eyes zeroed in on the Avengers table and he startled.

“You’re nervous.” Wanda muttered besides him, she followed his line of site till she was looking at the Avengers table as well. “They’re both very beautiful.” She said as she looked at the two women, the brunette in a white figure hugging dress while the redhead had on a pants suit.

“It’s not that.” He said with a shake of his head. “The redhead is the Black Widow. She’ll recognise me.”

“Well keep your sunglasses on then.” Wanda huffed as she went back to analysing the crowd. “I’ll keep an eye on her thoughts, don't worry.”

James looked at her through the side of his glasses as he reached for her hand to give it a quick squeeze. “Thank you.” He whispered softly.

***

“Thank you Secretary Ross for your presentation on your proposed legislation.” The moderator said. “I will now open the floor. Prime Minister Zemo has indicated he has something he’d like to say. Prime Minister Zemo.”

“Thank you Mr Moderator.” Zemo said with a nod as he stood up, buttoning his jacket as he did so. “Secretary Ross, I’ve noted that you heavily focused on the Avengers aspect of the legislation when presenting which I’m sure most of my fellow world leaders will find agreeable.” There was a quiet murmur that travelled through the room. “I also noted that a copy of the legislation was not handed out until the meeting began and I must admit the fact I was handed a copy after the previous session has given me much to thing about. Tell me Secretary, did you hope I was like my predecessor and would not care for the common people?”

“Prime Minister Zemo.” The moderator chided as Ross flushed in anger.

“Aplogise Mr Moderator.” He said with a slight bow to the moderator. “I only mean to say the second half of this legislation, the section which refers to the common people. Is a badly defined mess of human rights violations. Secretary Ross clearly has some kind of agenda. And the prison that was mentioned has already been built by America and been staffed by American personnel, that is not something I can imagine the states changing should this legislation become law.”

He gave another nod to the room before he unbuttoned his jacket and sat back down.

“That was awesome.” Pietro muttered as Zemo sat down. He just smirked at the teenager's comment.

“You’ll have time to address these comments later Secretary Ross.” The Moderator called as Ross stood. “Next to have the floor is Miss Darcy Lewis, Avengers Political Liaison.”

Zemo admired the woman as she stood. She had on a white figure hugging dress with a not too deep V neck that still gave ample view, he supposed that she’d been coached on her wardrobe. He certainly appreciated the view.

“Thank you Mr Moderator.” She spoke gently, she peaked over her shoulder at the Sokovian Prime Minister who gave her the slightest nod. She took that to mean she could say he’d passed on the legislation to them out of concern, if not he was a big boy and he could tell her off later. She turned her gaze back to the rest of the room and took a deep breath. “After the last UN session Prime Minister Zemo handed the Initiative a copy of the Enhanced Individuals Reform Act. Presumably out of concern for how it would affect the rest of society outside of the Avengers. What I found when reading through the Act was a gross mess of Human Rights violations that could be used to imprison gifted children should the powers that be wish it. Some of the legislation we found agreeable. The Avengers should have a more communicative relationship with world leaders and government, informing them on missions that might cross into their borders and funding or personnel to go towards relief efforts should a mission lead to property or collateral damage. But this legislation was extremely anti Hulk.”

“That’s because the Hulk is an uncontrolled monster.” Secretary Ross called.

“Shut the fuck up.” Darcy called. Zemo shifted in his seat as the woman shouted, he felt a fire in himself that he hadn’t felt in a while. “Apologise Mr Moderator. What I meant to say was Dr Banner has not had any none actively triggered Hulk incidents in the past few years. His previous incidents were all triggered by attacks by the US military which you led or orchestrated in an attempt to bring him in or recreate him. And lets not forget that the incident that led to the creation of the Hulk was you Secretary Ross pushing Dr Banner to the point of desperation and self experimentation in an attempt to recreate the super soldier serum.”

Zemo smirked to himself as he watched Miss Lewis stare down the ex-general, she was a fierce woman.

“That being said.” She said winding down. “I’ve included an analysis of the Act as well as a highlight of all the ways this legislation could be abused.” She sat down as a murmur went throughout the room.

***

“You did good.” Natasha whispered in her ear as she sat down.

“Good because I feel like I’m going to pass out.” She replied as she shuffled the papers in front of her.

“You won’t.” The assassin said with a smile. “You’re built for this kind of thing. Talking down to politicians who are to dumb to read the legislation they’ve been presented with. You’re going to make the world a better place.”

“As long as it’s not worse.” She muttered. 

The moderator recalled everyone's attention. “Prime Minister Zemo you have the floor.”

“Thank you Mr Moderator.” He said with a nod as he stood again. “I would like to suggest to the leaders gathered here today that we scrap the Enhanced Individuals Reform Act as Secretary Ross presented it and work together to create an Avengers Specific legislation. Create something that we can all agree on and have the Avengers agree to or retire.”

An agreeable murmur spread throughout the room, as Darcy looked at everyone’s thoughtful faces before she turned to meet Natasha’s smug look. She narrowed her eyes.”You knew this would happen.” She accused.

“Nope.” She said with a pop. “But I’d hoped. You should say something by the way.” She finished as she poked Darcy’s side.

Darcy sighed as she stood up. “As Avengers Political Liaison I would happily work with world leaders to discuss an accords with the worlds governments and the Avengers.”

Another agreeable murmur passed through the room.

“All those in favour of Miss Lewis drafting an Accords on behalf of the Avengers with input from all world leaders.” The moderator called. Darcy looked around the room and slightly gasped as she saw everyone raise their hands. “It’s passed. Miss Lewis will be given a meeting room and office to enable her to draft the legislation.”

***

“That went well.” James said softly as he fell into step besides Zemo.

“Better than expected.” He agreed as they made their way to the car to take them back to the hotel.

James stayed silent as they piled into the car, Pietro having decided the he was the appropriate one to act as chauffeur apparently. Wanda joined him in the front passenger seat as James took a back seat with Zemo.

“Are you going to tell him about the Widow?” Wanda said nonchalantly as they started driving.

Zemo raised an eyebrow as he looked to James. “I’m aware you fought against her at the fall of Shield. Is there more I’m unaware of?”

James sighed as he looked to the Prime Minister. “The Winter Soldier isn’t all of what she’ll recognise me for.” He took a deep breath and licked his lips before continuing. “Captain Rogers recognised me for who I was before. Bucky Barnes, his best friend since we were kids.”

“Shut the fuck up.” Pietro called from the driver's seat.

“Eyes on the road.” He hissed as he pushed the speedster’s face back to the road.

“That could complicate things.” Zemo muttered as he settled back into his seat. “However he has little legal claim to you so you’re free to stay as you are and should you wish I will restrict him from entering our borders.”

“I…” He hesitated. “I don’t know. I’m just not ready to face him.”

“I understand. When you are ready let me know.”

“I will.” James said with a nod.

***

“Fun meeting right?”

Zemo looked to Miss Romanoff as she slid up next to him at the hotel bar. He was glad he’d convinced James he would be perfectly fine on his own, so he only had Pietro hovering at the edge of the room.

“It was certainly entertaining.” He agreed.

Natasha smirked as she flagged down a waiter. “You like vodka right?”

“I don’t dislike it.” He said as she ordered them both a measure, no ice.

“Good.” She said with a smile as she pushed one of the glasses towards him.

He smiled as he offered a salute with the glass before bringing it to his lips.

“There’s a mission that could happen within Sokovian borders.” At Zemo’s raised eyebrow she continued. “We got the intel a while ago but I convinced the team it could wait given this new legislation.”

“Smart move.” He agreed.

“There’s a castle in the woods in the south of Sokovia. Baron Von…”

“Von Strucker yes.” He nodded. “That Hydra base has been handled by my ex black ops team. We have our own trusted scientists working on what was left. All his men are imprisoned and Strucker has had his title stripped as well. I will not allow anyone to be affiliated with Hydra to retain a title in my nation.”

Natasha took a careful sip of her drink as she eyed the Prime Minister. She measured her next step carefully, she could only assume he had a full breakdown of the facility. He was too hands on to not know. “We got word Loki’s sceptre was held there.”

“Your information was correct.” He confirmed as he finished off the vodka.

“We’d like to reclaim it.”

“I must decline Miss Romanoff.” He said as he flagged the bartender down for another. “At least until there are formal accords in place. In the meantime the sceptre will be carefully held in a secure location.”

“We could take it.”

“But you won’t.” He said with a smirk as he lifted his now refilled drink. “You value Miss Lewis’ success whether because of genuine affection, feminine solidarity or a desire for more control, I do not know. But you wouldn’t jeopardize her efforts to reclaim a trinket no matter how powerful.”

She huffed and downed her drink before flagging down the bartender for more. “Which do you think it is?”

Zemo smirked. “A desire for more control I’d expect. Perhaps genuine affection. I would not say all you care for is feminine solidarity, that is just a nice bonus.”

“You think you’ve got me all mapped out.” She said as she smirked into her drink.

“Oh I would never presume so much Miss Romanoff.” He replied. 

“Good.” She said as she downed the second drink and left.

Pietro slid up next to him as Natahsa left. “She’s hot.”

“She’s too old for you.” Zemo retorted.

Chapter Text

Darcy smiled her hands on her hips as she finished setting up the meeting room that came attached to her office. She’d pilfered two of the tea or coffee giant flasks for the side table as well as over a dozen mugs. She’d also gone with Natasha to pick up a few boxes of pastries. This might be a serious UN meeting but she’d make sure to provide snacks. She’d also had Natasha raid a supply closet for spare pens and a few paper pads. She liked to be prepared so sue her.

She’d been in her office and meeting room since 8am to put everything out, she’d sent an email out last night on the leaders mailing list to let them know she’d be available from 9am. She checked everything over one last time before slipping on her suit jacket again. She was in a black pantsuit today with wide cut pants and a deep purple silk shirt, which was slightly more comfortable than the dress from yesterday.

She propped her door open as she waited for people to arrive before she sat down and pulled her copy of the legislation to herself along with her copy of the analysis.

***

Zemo smiled as he watched Miss Lewis note down the points that the French President was making about the accords. Her pen scribbled furiously across the page as she listened to the man make his opinions on what powers that the Avengers should have when it comes to crossing borders. A lot of concern was being brought up about the Avengers being a mostly American force. He wondered to himself if the twins would hold any interest in becoming Sokovian superheroes, he certainly wouldn’t have much desire to stop them if they wished to do so. It would be nice for his country to hold some more power on the world’s stage.

“Thank you Mr President.” Miss Lewis interrupted when he paused. “I’ve noted what you’ve said so far. If you have anymore to add please feel free to send it in an email and I’ll add it to my notes. But please bare in mind that it will be difficult to include every point as some did contradict themselves.”

Zemo smirked behind his hand as she subtly reminded the man that many of his points were contradictory. The Avengers should inform the governments whenever they need to cross a country's borders, no exceptions. And then in the next breath he said they shouldn’t need to contact governments should the mission demand it. He wasn’t even sure if the French man had understood what today's meeting was about.

“And now it is lunch time. I’ll be back here at 1 o’clock if anyone else would like to attend.”

***

Zemo hovered outside the door as he heard voices in Miss Lewis’ meeting room as he was heading back after lunch.

“You listen here Lewis. I can make your life hell for contradicting me.” The voice of Secretary Ross hissed.

“More hell than you’ve made Dr Banners.” Darcy whisper shouted right back.

“Damn right. I’ll get you done for treason.” 

Zemo knocked on the door as he entered. “Secretary Ross.” He greeted the man with a fake smile. “Will you be attending the afternoon session?”

“No.” He said plainly as he turned to leave the room.

Zemo watched as he turned down the hall before he looked back to Miss Lewis who had dropped her shoulders and relaxed as she sat back in her chair, he closed the door as he fully stepped into the room.

“Are you okay Miss Lewis?” He asked softly as he moved towards her.

“Oh I’m fine.” She said with a hollow laugh. “Just been threatened by the Secretary of State with charges of treason.”

“I’m pretty sure he’d find it difficult to make that stick.” He replied with a smirk as he pulled out the chair next to her. “Are you coping well with the meetings so far?”

“Apart from Ross I am.” She said as she looked to him, his gaze flickered to her red lips before he focused on her eyes. “It reminds me of being in my 85% male class back at Culver. Luckily my job today is just to listen so I don’t have to deal with being talked over or having my point ignored then repeated verbatim by a man who’s then cheered by everyone else in the room.”

He winced slightly. “I can see how that would be painful.”

“It’s more infuriating.” She said with a roll of her eyes.

“If you wish any meetings I attend, if I notice that happening I shall, call them out as you say.”

Darcy smiled at him brightly. “Oh you know the way to a woman's heart don’t you.”

He smirked. “I like to think I do.”

***

Darcy sighed as she gathered her notes together and stretched her legs out under the table as everyone left. She paused for a second as she noticed Zemo was still hovering by the edge of the table.

“Productive meeting.” He said softly with a smirk.

She just sighed and sagged back in her seat. “Half of it could’ve been an email and the other half was just repeating what was said this morning. I’m sorry you wasted your time.”

“I’d hardly call working on the initial meetings drafting one of the most important pieces of legislation a waste of time.” He drawled with a smirk.

“Ugh.” She groaned as she crossed her arms over her face. “Don’t remind me.”

“Let me take you to dinner.”

“What?” She asked as she looked to him.

“Let me take you to dinner.” He repeated. “We can have some nice food, perhaps a few drinks and we can vent about how infuriating everyone else is.”

“Excluding yourself from the infuriating politicians are you?” Darcy asked with her own smirk as she stacked her pile of papers to store in her office.

He chuckled slightly. “I like to think I’d frustrate you in other ways?”

“And what ways would that be?” She asked from the filing cabinet that she was locking the papers in.

He just smirked as he waited for her.

“Strong silent type hmm?” She said as she raised an eyebrow as she grabbed her purse and laptop bag. “I suppose I can let you take me to dinner. Just let me text Natasha.”

***

“ You have a date already? ” Pietro asked in Sokovian as he held the door open for Darcy. James had begged off accompanying him when he said he would be taking the Avengers Liaison to dinner.

“ It’s not a date unless she knows it’s a date. ” He replied as he slid into the car after Darcy. “Are you okay with french?” He asked Darcy.

“I think I’d prefer Italian after the morning I had.” She replied with a smirk.

“Italian then.” He agreed. “Pietro take us to the Italian I picked out before we came.”

“Did you pick out date options for when you’re meant to be working?” Darcy asked with a raised eyebrow.

“ So she does know it’s a date. ” Pietro quipped making Zemo lightly kick the back of his seat.

“I picked out a few different dinner options for varying events. This one does happen to be candle lit if that’s what you’re asking?”

Darcy just smiled. “I was more trying to decide if this would be a date.”

Zemo smiled slightly to himself. “It could be if you wish.”

Darcy just smirked and turned to watch the streets go by till they pulled up to the restaurant. She smiled at him as Zemo opened the car door for her again and linked her arm through his as he guided her into the restaurant. Once the host led them to a secluded table he pulled her chair out for her.

“So you’ve done your research.” She said as she looked at the menu. “Tell me what’s good.”

He smirked as she looked over the top of her menu at him. “Well you can never go wrong with a stonebaked pizza, I’m quite partial to a spaghetti alle vongole. Though I wouldn’t choose something with shells to have for a first date. Unless it was oysters.”

Darcy smirked and raised an eyebrow. “Oysters.” She repeated.

“They’re a very romantic food.” He protested with a smile. “Perhaps more of a third date food though correct?”

“If you’re lucky.” 

“I hope so.” He replied. “I’ve heard good things about their pasta. I believe they make it in house.”

“I think I’ll get a pasta then. Nothing too garlicy though.”

Zemo hummed in agreement. “Good to know.”

They both ended up ordering a creamy pasta so Zemo took the liberty of ordering them both a white wine to cut through the creaminess of the pasta dishes.

***

“Allow me to escort you back to your room.” He said as he helped Darcy out of the car.

“I think I’d find myself disappointed if you didn’t.” She quipped as she linked her arm through his as he waved off Pietro with the car. “I had a nice time tonight.” Darcy said softly as they arrived to her floor.

“As did I.” Zemo replied as they walked down the hall.

She fiddled with her key card for a second as they got closer to her room. “Fuck it.” She whispered quietly to herself.

He raised an eyebrow and tilted his head. “Pardon?”

“Would you like to come in for coffee?” She asked as she put her back to her door.

He smirked slightly to himself. “I think I’d like that.”

“Good.” She whispered as she played with the lapel of his jacket.

He took a step closer to her and tilted her chin up slightly with his forefinger. Darcy's tongue darted out to lick her bottom lip as she looked Zemo in the eye, her breath catching as his thumb reached up to brush her bottom lip.

“May I?” He whispered as his gaze darted to her lips.

Her gaze flitted to his lips and she nodded ever so slightly. He bent his head to meet her lips in a gentle kiss, she gasped ever so slightly and gripped his lapel to pull him closer. His hand dropped from her chin to take her hips in his hands so he could pull her closer to him as he crowded her against the door.

“We should…” She whispered breathly as she pulled back ever so slightly leaving only a breath between their lips.

“We should.” Zemo agreed as he pulled the key card from her hand and opened her door.

Chapter Text

As soon as Zemo had her in the room Darcy found herself being slammed against the door to her suite as it slammed shut. She let out a breath as her back connected with the door. The Prime Minister kissed her roughly as he pressed his body to hers. Her hands slipped over his shoulders as she pressed back against him.

“Tell me to stop.” He whispered as he moved to kiss down her jaw till he reached her neck.

She mewled and tilted her head back as she arched into him. “And if I don’t want you to stop?”

“Then I won’t.” He whispered into her ear before he nipped her earlobe.

One of his hands slipped from her hip to reach down and grab at her ass, she whined as he squeezed while he bit at her neck. He slipped his hand further down to grip her thigh so he could wrap her leg around him as he ground against her. She let out a breathy gasp as he retook her lips in a kiss.

Her hands slipped under his jacket and pushed it from his shoulders. He let go of her for a second to throw the jacket blindly across the room before he moved to do the same to her, pulling her suit jacket from her shoulders and throwing it across the room to join his. He fingered the silk of her shirt.

“I’d like to see you spread out on silk sheets.” He whispered as he moved to finger the top button. He met her gaze and smirked slightly, her eyes were filled with lust and he’d barely started. “Drapped in jewels so I can admire you and decide on all the ways I could fuck you.” He said as he undid the top button.

“How many ways?” She asked softly. Her hands fisted in the side of his shirt while her gaze focused on his lips as he undid the buttons on her shirt.

He smiled as his fingers brushed the swell of her breast. He hummed softly as he watched goosebumps rise on her skin. “I’d rather show you.” He whispered as he brushed his hand over her nipple through her lace bra before going back to undoing her shirt buttons.

She gasped and thumped her head against her door when he brushed her nipple, the lace of the bra making her feel more sensitive than she’d felt before. She hadn’t worn lace like this till Natasha had taken her shopping.

“Beautiful.” He whispered as he pushed her shirt off her shoulders. His hands rest on her hips as he admired her before he dragged one hand up to cup her breast, pinching a nipple between his thumb and forefinger as he cupped it through the lace.

She whined as he played with her nipple. “Fuck.” She gasped as her hands fell from his side to grip the waist of his pants. She pulled at his belt till she had it open before she unzipped his fly, she gasped as her hand brushed against his cock.

Zemo groaned for a second before the hand not on her breast fisted in the back of her hair and pulled her into another passionate kiss. She whined and mewled into the kiss as he tugged on her hair. She pushed her hand into his pants and gripped him firmly, he gasped into the kiss and tugged more on her hair as he thrust into her hand.

“I want you in me.” She whispered against his lips as she moved her hand with his hip thrusts.

“Come.” He whispered as he untangled his hand from her hair and pulled her over to the bed. His pants handing open as he walked.

“I better.” She muttered quietly as she followed him.

“You will.” He whispered as he spun to face her and started undoing her pants. He sunk to the floor as he followed her pants down her legs. “Beautiful.” He whispered as he reached up to brush the lace between her legs. He smirked as she moaned and he felt the damp patch. “For me?”

“I don’t see anyone else on their knees in front of me.” She muttered softly as he rubbed against her, she could feel the roughness of the lace rubbing against her.

He smirked at her comment as he slipped a finger beneath her underwear and thrust a finger inside of her. She gasped and arched forward as he fingered her. “It must be for me then.”

She reached down and gripped his shoulders tight in her hands as he fingered her. Her legs quaked as he moved to pull her underwear down. She whined slightly as he removed his finger before he thrust two back into her once he’d removed her underwear.

“Fuck.” She gasped as she quivered around his fingers. She felt like she was going to fall as he was fingering her, despite the hand that was gripping her hip. She could feel his nails biting into her flesh slightly, she groaned as he dug his fingers against her hip.

“Tell me what you want?” He asked as he crooked his fingers inside of her.

She gasped as she dug her hands into his shoulder. She felt him lean forward to kiss at her stomach as he fingered her slowly. “I want to come.” She gasped as she tried to thrust against his fingers.

“How do you want to come though?” He whispered as he moved to stand. She whined at the loss of his fingers. “Do you want to come by my mouth?” He asked as he brought his fingers that were inside her to his lips. “My fingers?” He asked as he took one of his fingers into his mouth and licked it. Her breathing shallowed as she watched him take his finger into his mouth, her eyes blowing wide with lust. “Or do you want to come on my cock?” He asked as he thrust against her.

“Fuck.” She moaned as she gripped the waist of his pants and pulled him closer to her so she could try to kiss him.

“Ah ah.” He whispered as he gripped her hair again and stopped her from kissing him. He smirked as she whined, her hands flexing on the waist of his pants. “Answer me Miss Lewis.”

“Fuck.” She gasped, screwing her eyes shut as she pressed closer to him. “Your cock. Please. I want you to fuck me.”

He smiled and nipped at her lip. “There, that wasn’t so hard was it?” He asked as he guided her to the bed. He gripped her hip as he used the hand in her hair to guide her down to the bed, keeping her hips up so she was bent across the bed. “Now tell me.” He asked as he slipped two fingers into her again. Smirking as she moaned and arched into him. “Condoms?”

“I’m clean.” She moaned as he thrust his fingers inside her. “And I have the IUD. We don’t need them if you don’t want.” She gasped out as he added a third finger.

“Perfect.” He muttered as he withdrew his fingers. She whined again once his fingers were free of her. He kicked his shoes to the side before he pulled his pants and boxers down. He gripped her ass with one hand while the one that was coated in her juices gripped his cock as he moved to press it into her. “Are you sure?”

Darcy nodded her head. “So sure.” She whispered as she pressed herself back into him, moaning as the head of his cock pressed into her slightly. “Fuck.” She gasped as she felt the slight stretch.

“If you insist.” He quipped as he thrust roughly into her.

She gave a yelp as he thrust all of the way inside of her.

“You feel like heaven.” He whispered as he bent down to kiss her shoulder. She mewled in response as she wiggled against him. He shallowly thrust against her as he kissed and nipped at her shoulder.

“Hurry up and fuck me.” She whispered.

Zemo smirked against her shoulder as he brought one hand up to grab the back of her hair, he pulled her head back making her gasp. He licked at her cheek before he stood back up and pushed her face down into the mattress, his other hand gripping at her hip. He pulled out almost all of the way before slamming back in making her cry out. Her legs shaking again as he roughly fucked into her.

Darcy could feel tears pricking at her eyes as he fucked her roughly, she wasn’t sure she’d ever been fucked to the point of tears. He’d barely started fucking her and she could feel the quivers of an orgasm rushing over her. Her hands gripping at the sheets as she gasped and cried as the Prime Minister's cock thrust into her, hitting every nerve as he went. The hand at her hair tugging every few moments along with his thrusts.

He could feel her quivering around him as he thrust into her. As her cries grew more frequent and her grip on his cock harder he pulled back on her hair pulling her off the bed as she came hard around him. He gasped as he pulled her against his chest as she came with a shout around his cock. He bit hard at her shoulder as she clenched around him. She relaxed back against him as he continued thrusting into her, she whined as he fucked into her sensitive cunt.

“Do you think you have another one in you?” He whispered against her neck.

Her breath hitched as he dragged his cock slowly inside of her. She gave a weak nod. She could feel him smirk against her neck as he torturously pulled out of her, she whined as he did so. He smiled as he gripped her hips and laid her on the bed, her head coming just short of the pillows. He kneeled between her legs and grabbed one of the pillows before lifting her hips. He dragged his fingers gentle across her clit making her gasp before he thrust two inside her making her whine. He pulled them out slowly so he could use her juices as he played with her clit.

“So wet.” He whispered as he gripped her quaking thigh as he played with her. “So beautiful.”

Darcy whined and arched off the pillow slightly as he toyed with her, she tried to shift so his fingers would press into her again.

“So impatient.” He said softly as he watched her shake and quiver as she tried unsuccessfully to get his fingers into her. “Perhaps I should leave you to finish yourself.”

She gave a sob as she arched off the bed again. “Please.” She gasped. “Please fuck me. Make me come. Again. Please.” She sobbed.

“Sh Sh Sh.” Zemo hushed her softly as he moved to lay his body over her, the hand not coated in her juices coming up to brush her hair away from her face. “I would not be so cruel. Not when we haven’t established boundaries.” He whispered as he kissed away some of her tears.

She gasped as she felt the head of his cock brush against her clit before he shifted to push into her. She gave a sigh of contentment as she felt him fill her again. He thrust into her with long and slow thrusts as he kissed her, he cupped her cheek with the hand that was still covered in her juices. She pulled away from the kiss and moved to pull his fingers into her mouth. He gasped as he felt her tongue swirl between his fingers.

“Fuck.” He hissed as he moved to bite and such low on her neck. “I’d like to feel your mouth on my cock next time.” He growled as he thrust into her roughly.

Darcy gasped around his fingers as he fucked into her roughly. Chasing his own orgasm as she sucked hard on his fingers. He growled as she pulled back, his other hand gripping her hip as he watched her such and lick his fingers. Saliva dripped from her mouth as she did so. He pulled his fingers from her mouth and gripped her jaw before he lightly held her neck. He paused for a split second when he felt her hand wrap around his wrist till she pushed it harder to her neck.

He gave a growl as he tightened his hold on her neck as he fucked roughly into her. He felt the pressure building as he fucked into her. She gasped against his hold as she looked up at him, her eyes fluttering shut as she tilted her head back. He could feel her quivering around him as her second orgasm approached. He bared his teeth as he leaned down to roughly bite at her neck as he chased his own, he groaned against her skin as she came around his cock again egging on his own orgasm. He kept thrusting against her as he came inside her.

“Sorry.” He whispered as he brushed his hand over the marks on her neck as he pulled away and out of her. He fell to the bed next to her.

“Worth it.” Darcy whispered as she gripped the pillow from under her hips and threw it to the floor. “My legs feel like jelly.”

“Good.” He whispered as he rolled to his side and nipped at the swell of her breast with his teeth.

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“Give him an hour.” Pietro smirked as he looked at an anxious and irritated James. “The date seemed to go well.”

James huffed as he stepped out of the Maximoffs room. He was glad he’d memorised the location of the Avengers floors when he was going over security, Miss Lewis’ room and Romanoff’s were a floor above them on the other side of the hotel, something he used to be glad for when his only worry was them finding him out. But now he had to worry about Zemo being unprotected on that side of the building, he didn’t doubt that if it came down to it Romanoff would protect Zemo but not being able to do it himself unsettled him.

He’d give the man the hour before he was knocking on Lewis’ door but that didn’t mean he’d be happy about it. He stalked to the otherside of the hotel and to the nearby rooms of Miss Lewis and Romanoff, he paused for a second outside Romanoff’s. He could hear the gentleness of her breath as she slept. Miss Lewis’ room however sounded energetic.

He could hear the gasps and slap of skin against skin as Zemo fucked into Miss Lewis. He screwed his eyes shut as he leant against the wall and tried to focus on Romanoff’s breathing. He’d let him finish then escort Zemo back to his room. He couldn’t protect him so close to The Widow, not without her calling in Rogers and Wilson who’d try and drag him away. He didn’t want to leave Zemo.

He froze slightly when he heard Romanoffs breathing slip from sleeping to awake. She snorted.

“Nice.” He heard her whisper.

He frowned for a second till he heard what was happening in Lewis’ room, he heard Zemo swear and growl something at her just before he picked the pace up. He gasped slightly as a memory from before flashed across his mind, he blushed before he shook himself at the memory of that night with his friend. He tried to focus back on Romanoff’s breathing but his attention kept being drawn back to Zemo and Miss Lewis or the memory but with Zemo’s face instead of Steve’s. He screwed his eyes shut as he heard them give their final breaths of ecstasy and have a quite muttered conversation.

He took a deep breath and checked himself before he knocked on the door.

“Who is it?” Came Lewis’ voice after a moment.

“ It’s me, soldier. ” He replied in French, on the off chance the Widow could hear him he didn’t want his voice to give him away. He heard a shuffling in the room before Zemo opened the door.

Zemo raised an eyebrow as he opened the door naked. James’ eyes flickered to his cock briefly, god what he wouldn’t give to lick him clean. Or lick her clean, he wasn’t picky. He shook himself before settled his gaze on Zemo’s thoughtful face.

“ I don’t want her to recognise my voice. ” James continued in French as he tilted his head to the Widows room. “ Can you return to the rooms? I can’t protect you here. ”

“ I’ll say my goodbyes then. ” He replied in French as he shut the door.

James took a shuddering breath as he turned around.

***

“Apologies. It was my bodyguard.” Zemo said as he returned to Darcy on the bed, he laid a gentle kiss on her forehead before he moved to gather his clothes and get dressed.

“The guy who drove us?” 

“No.” He said with a slight chuckle. “Pietro would’ve happily left us alone all night. My head of security and bodyguard is much more protective.”

She hummed and stretched. Zemo paused in dressing as he admired the cure of her breast, he regretted not divesting her of her bra earlier but it was just as enjoyable to see them held by the black lace as it would be to see her completely bare.

“I hope we can do this again.” He said softly as he finished buttoning his shirt as he returned to the bed. He cupped the side of her neck and pulled her up to lay a passionate kiss on her lips. She moaned and one of her hands reached up to fist in his hair as he kissed her while the other held her up.

“I’d like that.” She whispered softly as he pulled away.

He gave one more gentle kiss to her lips before he left.

***

“So have fun last night?” Natasha asked with a smirk as her and Darcy sat down for breakfast. 

She eyed the spy across the table as she buttered a slice of toast. “Maybe.”

“There’s no maybe about it. You either did or you didn’t.” She said as she reached across the table and pulled at Darcy’s collar before she pressed it back into her skin. “And judging by that hickey I’d say you did. Who knew Prime Minister Zemo was a biter.”

“Shut up.” She muttered as she shoved her first slice of toast into her mouth.

“Just tell me how it was. Scale of one to ten if you must.”

“You’re not going to let this go are you?” Darcy asked as she rolled her eyes.

“Nope.” She said with a pop as she ripped apart her pastry. “I want details. Did you wear one of the sets I’d picked out when shopping?”

Darcy blushed.

“You did.” Natasha said with a grin. “Which one?”

“The lacey black one.” She muttered into her toast. “Not the lacey black with red, just the plain black.”

The assassin nodded as she recalled the set. “Very nice. Did he like it?”

“I think so.” She muttered with a shrug.

“There’s no think about it from what I heard.” 

“Nathasha.” She hissed.

“Relax.” Natasha said as she waved a chunk of pastry in front of her. “I just want to know you had a satisfying time. It was satisfying right?”

She sighed and crossed her arms. “Thoroughly satisfying. Are you happy now?”

“Just one more thing.” She said around a mouth of pastry. “Did you use protection?”

“Oh my god.” She groaned as she pressed her hand against her hand.

***

Her day was distracting.

She didn’t have quite as many world leaders popping their heads in to make themselves known. She’d received a few emails, one of which was from North Korea saying that if the Avengers entered their country they’d be shot on site. Which was good to know and immediately forwarded onto the team just in case. But what kept distracting her was the dull ache and memory of Zemo from the night before.

And then he chose to make a personal appearance. 

A group of the leaders for the Eastern Bloc countries attended her meeting office together, Zemo being one of them. She kept getting distracted as she watched his fingers gripping or playing with a pen. He kept smirking when he caught her and she soon went back to focusing on whoever was talking. Her notes weren’t the best from that meeting but they were better than the notes she’d gotten from the French President yesterday.

“A better day than yesterday?” Zemo asked as he stepped into her office after the meeting ended.

“It’d have been better if you didn’t do that smug little smirk every time you drove me to distraction.” She whisper shouted once she made sure the room was clear.

He smirked at her.

“That fucking smirk.” She said as she waved an accusatory finger at him.

He kept smirking as he shut the door and made his way towards her. “Would you rather I do something else with my mouth?” He whispered as he took her hips in her hand.

Darcy’s mind blue screened as the thoughts of what his mouth could do ran through her mind, she knew he was fluent in quite a few languages. She couldn’t imagine that was the only talent his tongue had judging by how he was kissing her last night. Her gaze settled on his smirking lips.

“Come to my room tonight.” He whispered as he rubbed his nose against hers. “I’ll fuck you with my tongue before I fuck you with my cock.”

She whimpered slightly as she pressed her legs together, her hands rest on her desk as she lent back as he crowed her. “I’d like that.” She whispered.

“I’ll see you after dinner then.” He whispered before he pressed his lips to hers.

***

Darcy fiddled with her handbag as she stood outside of Zemo’s room, she’d gotten a text not long after he’d left with his room number. She told Natasha she’d be spending the night with Zemo again and did her best to ignore the assassin's smug knowing smile. 

“Hi.” She said awkwardly as the man Darcy guessed had knocked on her door last night opened the door. He gave her a tight nod before letting her enter, he watched as she placed her bag on the desk before he left and closed the door behind himself. “Strong silent type.” She noted.

“He can be when he wants.” Zemo nodded from where he was sat at the table in the corner. “He’s much more talkative when I try to bully him into decent clothes.”

“Take it the suit was your pick?” She asked as she lent against the table. “It looks good.”

“Only the best for my people.” He agreed as he stood up and stalked towards her. “Now I recall making a promise to you earlier.” He said as he gripped her hips.

Darcy’s lips parted in excitement. “Was it a promise or just a warning for what you’d do to me?”

He smirked as he leaned forward to rub his nose against her ear. “More of a warning, yes.” 

She gasped as he fingers ducked into the waist of her pencil skirt. His fingers found the zipper at the side and started tugging it down. She shivered slightly as the cool air hit the top of her thighs.

“Oh my.” He whispered as he gripped her naked thigh, his thumb rubbing against the line of her suspenders. Natasha had refused to let her wear tights for some reason saying thigh highs and suspenders were the best way to go. She was glad for that now that she’d seen Zemo’s reaction. “I do hope you won’t miss your panties too much.” He whispered.

Darcy moaned as he licked across her neck before he nipped at her ear lobe. She reached up to unbutton her shirt, wanting to be rid of it as quickly as possible. Once her shirt was off he ran his hand across the suspender belt before reaching up to grab her tit and squeeze roughly. She gasped and threw her head back.

“I don’t think I’d ever get tired of making you make such sounds.” He whispered as he kissed down her neck to her chest, he nipped at her nipple through her bra before he reached behind her to undo her bra with one hand. He took her nipple in his mouth again making her cry out. He smirked against her breast as he kept sucking and she brought a hand to fist in his hair.

“Can’t leave the other one out.” He said before he moved his mouth to her other nipple making her whine as he took it between his teeth. 

“Fuck.” She whined desperately as her legs spread slightly instinctively.

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“Such a good girl.” Zemo whispered against her breast as he gripped the side of her panties and ripped. She gasped as she felt the fabric dig into her skin before it tore off. He laid one more kiss to her breast before dropping down to his knees in front of her. “Are you ready pet?”

Darcy whined and nodded as she spread her legs further. She was still in the heels she’d worn for the day, she’d have felt odd if she’d worn one of the pairs of flats with the pencil skirt that was now lying on the floor.

“So beautiful.” He whispered as he watched his hand run across her inner thigh. He wrapped his hand around the bag of her thigh so he could lift it and place it over her shoulder, he kissed the thigh before he pressed his nose against her damp curls. “Heavenly.” He whispered before flicking his tongue against her clit.

She gasped and arched against him, practically displaying her cunt to him. He smirked before he pressed his mouth against her. His tongue flicking against her clit before he fucked his tongue into her hole. He could hear her gasp and moan as he fucked her with his tongue, his hand gripping her shaking thighs tightly as he dug his fingers into the flesh. He pulled away for a second to kiss her thigh before diving his face back into her sweat cut making her cry out.

***

James tried not to touch himself as he heard Miss Lewis’ shouts through the door to Zemo’s adjoining room. He could only imagine what he was doing to her. Probably making her cum all over his face. James groaned as the images flitted behind his eyes as he screwed them shut and tried not to think about it.

To think about how he’d like to be the one making her make those noises. To have Zemo fist his hair and push him into her cunt as he brought her to peak with just his mouth. He wondered what she had under her skirt, would it be modern tights or would she be in suspender stockings. God he wasn’t sure he’d care if he could taste her.

“Fuck.” He whispered as he noticed the tent that was in his boxers. He gasped as he readjusted himself.

***

“Fuck.” Darcy cried as she came with force by the Prime Minister's tongue. He licked her softly through her orgasm making her legs shake as he did so.

He pulled away and smirked at her as he stood up, his mouth still covered in her juices. He leaned forward and took her lips in a kiss, she moaned into the kiss as she tasted herself on his tongue. He reached between the to undo his pants before he moved to finger her. She gripped his wrist and pulled away from the kiss as he looked at her in confusion.

“Let me suck your cock.” She whispered as the hand not holding his wrist slipped into his underwear and gripped his cock.

“If the lady insists.” He said as he shucked off his pants and underwear before he moved to lean against the door to James’ room.

She smirked as she watched him kick off his pants before she sauntered towards him and drop to her knees. She preened as one of his hands immediately found its way into her hair. She opened her mouth as he guided her mouth onto him. He sighed as the warmth of her mouth wrapped around him, his breath hitched as she toyed with the head of his cock with her tongue before she swallowed him all the way down. He gasped and threw his head back, barely noticing he hit the door.

He looked down at her as she sucked and licked at him, swirling her tongue as she took him as deep as possible. He squeezed his hand tighter in her hair and pressed her further onto his cock. She moaned around him as he hit the back of her throat. He smiled as he looked down at her. He smirked when he noticed she had a hand between her thighs.

He hummed as he titled his head to watch her fuck herself on her fingers. “How many?” He whispered hoarsely.

“Three.” She whispered when she pulled back from his cock slightly as she dragged her fingers from her cunt. “I like the stretch.”

He smirked as he pulled back on her hair, his other hand gripping his cock which he rest on her chin as he jerked it slightly making it rub against her lips that were open in a silent gasp as she pressed her fingers back into herself.

“Tell me Miss Lewis.” He whispered as he rubbed the weeping tip of his cock against her bottom lip, her tongue darting out trying to chase it. “Are you imagining sitting on someones cock as I fuck your mouth or are you just desperate to come?”

Darcy whined as he tugged back on her hair. “Both.” She gasped. “Both.”

He smirked as he roughly thrust his cock back into her mouth making her choke and tears come to her eyes before he pulled her back off him. “Is there anyone in particular or would you spread your legs for anyone?”

She whined again as she dragged her fingers from her cunt to play with her clit.

“Ah. Ah.” Zemo chided as he used his foot to push her arm away so she couldn’t play with herself. “Answer me and you can go back to playing with yourself while you suck me off.”

She whined desperately as he pushed her arm away. “I don’t know.”

He growled and pulled her up by her hair making her cry slightly before he spun her around to slam her against the door. “You must know who you want between your pretty thighs.” He hissed as he roughly thrust three of his fingers into her. She keened as she felt him stretch her. “Tell me. Has anyone here attracted you apart from me?”

She mewled as he crooked his fingers inside her. “The guy who answered the door.” She whined. 

“James?” He questioned.

“Is that his name?” She gasped as he slowly thrust his fingers inside of her. “He’s hot. I could...I would….” She gasped out.

Zemo smirked as he withdrew his fingers making her whine, he lifted one of her legs again as he rested her heel against the desk. “Have I told you his room is just the other side of this door?” She whined as he rubbed his cock against her clit. “He can probably hear every desperate sound you made.”

***

James had tried not to touch himself but it had been so long that he soon found his boxers around his knees as he jerked himself to the sound of Darcy cumming. He hadn’t cum by the time she had, he could only imagine how many Orgasms he could fuck her through before he spilled himself in her. He groaned at the image of her strung out beneath him as he fucked her through orgasm after orgasm.

But then there was a thud at his door and the sounds changed from feminine gasps and whines to more masculine sighs and gasps. He groaned as he heard Zemo’s head hit the door, he could only imagine what she was doing to make him throw his head back like that. He slowed when he heard Zemo speak.

“How Many?”

“Three. I like the stretch.” He heard Darcy answer, he groaned as he imagined her fingering herself as she sucked him off.

“Tell me Miss Lewis. Are you imagining sitting on someones cock as I fuck your mouth or are you just desperate to come?” Zemo asked and he groaned as he picked up the pace.

“Both. Both.”

“Is there anyone in particular or would you spread your legs for anyone?” God he wished she imagined him, he’d gladly fuck her as she sucked Zemo’s cock. The thought had him twitching in his hand. He was close.

“Ah. Ah.” Zemo spoke again. “Answer me and you can go back to playing with yourself while you suck me off.” God she must be desperate.

“I don’t know.” She whined. She only had to ask and he’d be between her thighs. Fucking into her with all he had.

He heard another slam against the door. Zemo must’ve pulled her off her knees and slammed her against the door. He didn’t know who he should be jealous of, Zemo for having her pressed against the door or Darcy for being pressed against the door by him.

“You must know who you want between your pretty thighs. Tell me. Has anyone here attracted you apart from me?” Zemo hissed.

“The guy who answered the door.” She whined. He gave a jerk, he’d answered the door.

“James?” He heard Zemo confirm.

He heard her gasp. “Is that his name? He’s hot. I could...I would…”

“Have I told you his room is just the other side of this door? He can probably hear every desperate sound you made.” God Zemo had no idea how right he was. He could hear every desperate cry and whine. He turned his face into the pillow to bite down as he jerked himself off.

***

“Can he?” Darcy gasped as he kept rubbing his cock against her clit, teasing her by never thrusting into her. Her hands were gripping desperately against his shirt. “I know Natasha heard us last night.”

“I think it’s safe to say my James can hear us too then.” Zemo whispered as he leaned forward to nip at her neck.

***

James groaned as he spilt himself over his sheets as he heard Zemo call him his. It made him feel wanted to know that the other man would claim him in any way.

***

“Does it make you feel good to know we have an audience?” He hissed as he slowly teased her, the hand not in her hair moving from his cock to reach up and pinch her nipple making her cry out again. She made such wonderful sounds, he felt his cock twitch against her as she cried out.

She whined and nodded as she shifted to try and get him to slip into her.

“I want you to use your words.” He said as he tugged on her nipple.

She whimpered desperately. “Yes. But I wish he was in the room.”

“I know you do, my pet.” He whispered as he released her hair from his grip and pushed some back from her face. “I know you do.” 

She whined as she turned to nuzzle his palm and tugged on his shirt to bring him closer. He smirked as he gripped her jaw to tilt her head back as he moved to kiss along her neck while his other hand guided his cock so he could thrust into her.

She groaned as her legs quaked at being suddenly filled. She’d already been on edge since she’d been fingering herself and then him teasing her clit with his cock suddenly having him inside her, filling her and stretching her better than her fingers could have making her cum around his cock.

“Such a desperate girl.” Zemo hissed as he fucked her through her orgasm. 

She whines as he fucked her through her orgasm, her legs hadn’t stopped shaking as he did so. She felt one of his hands grip her knee and press it against the wall while the other gripped onto her hip, she gasped and whined as she felt a third orgasm building while he chased his first. She wasn’t sure she’d ever been with someone who cared enough to make her cum more than once, usually when she was on her knees for someone they’d come in her mouth and leave it at that. Zemo made sure she was thoroughly fucked.

As he felt the pressure building he felt her quaking around him, he smirked as he leant down to bit at her neck. She cried out as his teeth sunk into her neck, he groaned as she started cumming around him. He swore as he spilt himself inside her. She whined as her fingers went slack against his shirt and sagged against the door. 

He smirked as he watched her sag bonelessly against the door as he pulled out. He watched as his cum started to drip out of her and down her thigh, he’d love to see James suck and lick his come out of her. He gave a slight twitch at the thought as he dragged a finger through the cum on her thigh and drag it back up to her cunt and finger it back into her. She whined and clenched around his finger.

“Can you stand?” He asked as he lifted her leg down from the desk.

She whined and shook her head.

He smirked and bent to lift her into his arms. He smiled as her head lulled against his shoulder as he walked them to the bed, he was glad he’d already turned the bed down so he could just place her down and not mess with the sheets. He kissed her forehead before he got in on the other side.

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Darcy winced as she rolled out of bed as quietly as possible, she slipped off her heels before she made her way to the bathroom. She winced as she felt the stickiness between her thighs as she made her way to the bathroom. She quickly pulled off the garter belt and the stockings once the door was shut behind her. She set the shower away and turned to the mirror while she waited for it to heat up. She groaned when she saw the mess of her neck and chest as she pulled her hair up.

“The concealer better be good stuff.” She muttered just before she stepped into the shower.

She sighed as she let the water wash over her.

***

Zemo woke up to the sound of the shower running quietly, he smiled as he debated joining her before he checked his phone. Just after midnight. He smirked as he rolled out of bed and made his way to the bathroom and knocked on the door.

“May I join you Miss Lewis?” He called through the door.

“Only if you don’t leave another hickey.” She replied.

He smirked as he entered the room and admired her naked body that was turned around from him. He stepped in behind her and grabbed her ass as he kissed her neck, she gave a groan as she let her head fall back onto his shoulder.

“You’re making it hard for me not to leave another mark on you.” He whispered as he dragged his teeth across her neck and pulled her ass against his already hardening cock. He could make out the smirk that way playing across her lips as he spoke. 

She wiggled her hips back against him as one of his hands slipped across her stomach and up to her chest to play with a nipple. She groaned as he squeezed her nipple between his thumb and forefinger. He smirked as he kissed at her neck while the water splashed across her chest.

“Tell me what you want, Miss Lewis.” He whispered as his other hand slipped from her hip to just before her cunt, his fingers hovering just shy of her clit.

“You to take me fast and dirty.” She whispered as her hips twitched against his hand, trying to get him to touch her properly. “And to call me Darcy.”

He hummed as he brought the hand that had been toying with her nipple to between her shoulder blades, he pressed a kiss to the back of her neck before he pushed her down through the shower spray. She gasped as the water soaked her face and hair then groaned as he swiftly pushed his cock into her when she braced her hand against the wall.

“Like this Miss Lewis?” He hissed as he roughly thrust himself inside of her. “Do you want me to be selfish and use you purely for my pleasure?” He asked as he gripped at her wet ponytail and tugged her head back. “Or am I allowed to pay you some attention?” She whined as his finger brushed her clit.

She groaned as she pushed back against him as he roughly thrust into her, his fingers barely teasing her clit as he did so. “Use me.” She gasped out.

“Very well, Darcy.” He said softly, making her whine as he used her first name. He tugged her back up by her hair so he could press her chest against the cool tile, she gasped as her nipples met the wall. He nipped at her shoulder as he gripped her thigh to hook her leg over his arm to give him more room. The hand that had been in her hair slipping down to take her neck in hand. “Do you like this Miss Lewis?” He hissed against her jaw. “To be used like a whore.” 

“What happened to calling me Darcy?” She gasped out as he slowed down to push in and out of her slowly.

He smirked and squeezed his hand around her neck making her groan. “What happened to letting me use you for my pleasure?” He whispered. “Calling you Miss Lewis brings me pleasure.” She whined as he pulled out of her. “Perhaps I should have you on your knees for me to ensure I am truly using you for my pleasure.” Her breath hitched as his hand slipped from her neck back to her hair. “You like that idea.” He whispered as he stepped back from her and guided her down to the ground. 

She looked up at him as she opened her mouth for his cock. She groaned around him as he thrust his cock into her mouth. Her hands flexing on her thighs and inching towards her cunt.

“Keep your hands where I can see them.” He demanded as he saw her hands moving towards her centre. He thrust roughly into her throat as he recalled the conversation about James and how she’d like to ride his cock as she sucked his dick. Zemo could only hope he’d be able to convince James to engage with them both. He would admit to having more than a few thoughts about the Soldier but he’d yet to act on them, Miss Lewis seemed to have given him the push to chase the other man.

He groaned as he felt the pressure building, he tugged on her hair to warn her but she just looked up at him as she took him deeper. He swore as he spilled himself down her throat, he moaned as she swallowed around him.

“Very attractive.” He whispered as he pulled her off him and to her feet.

She smirked as she pressed her chest to his. “Good to know.” She hummed as she leaned forward to kiss him. He groaned into the kiss as he pulled her closer to him.

***

James had not had a good night's sleep. Thoughts of Zemo and Miss Lewis kept running through his mind. The thought of being pressed between them. Thoughts of being on his knees for them. Being over them. Under them. Having them. Then the thoughts of how wonderful it would be to just be held by one or both of them. Outside of the tailor or the odd brush of hands and shoulders he couldn’t remember a touch he’d had since he’d been the soldier. He spent half the night fighting back tears when the thoughts of being held and loved by them flitted through his mind. 

It was still early when he dressed in his suit and left his suite to knock on Zemo’s door. He startled slightly when he was met with Miss Lewis’ face before he’d even knocked.

“Hi.” She whispered shyly as she moved past him.

Zemo smirked as he watched James’ gaze follow Miss Lewis’ towards the lifts. “I take it you heard last night then.” 

James startled and shifted his gaze back to Zemo, he flushed slightly as he noticed Zemo was just in his boxers. He cleared his throat and averted his eyes slightly. 

“Did it intrigue you?” He asked as he walked back into the suite leaving the door open after him.

James closed the door after himself as he stepped into the suite. “What do you want me to say?”

“The truth.” Zemo replied as he pulled out a shirt from his wardrobe. “I have no interest in lies.”

He worried his lip as he watched the man button up his shirt. “I liked it.” He whispered the understatement.

Zemo smirked as he pulled out a pair of trousers. “Would you like to join us?”

He ducked his head and looked at the floor as he bit hard on his lip. “I don’t know.”

He frowned as he buttoned up his trousers. “Let me know when you do.” He said as he pulled the room service breakfast menu to himself. “Breakfast?”

James nodded. “I’ll fetch Wanda and Pietro.”

Zemo snorted. “Good luck getting the boy up.”

***

“Fun night?”

Darcy startled as she exited her shower to find Natasha perched on her bed with a tray of breakfast food.

“Good morning.” Darcy said hesitantly as she pulled her hair round to cover her neck and chest. “There a reason you brought a full breakfast service?”

“I didn’t know if he’d feed you.” She said with a shrug. “So fun night?”

She sighed realising she wouldn’t be getting rid of the spy anytime soon. “You’re really nosey you know?”

Natasha gave another shrug. “There’s only so much fun a woman can have at these things and you’re having all of it.”

“You angling for an invite.” She joked.

She smirked as she looked Darcy up and down. “Maybe.”

“Natasha.” Darcy called with a smile as she examined her wardrobe.

“Go for the green.” Natasha called from the bed. “Should have a high enough neckline to cover any bruises and everything else should be able to be covered with make up. So details?”

She sighed as she pulled out the green silk shirt, she’d pair it with a pair of grey high waisted trousers. “He likes to talk.”

“Do you like when he talks?”

Darcy blushed as she remembered their time against the door and then again in the shower. “He’s creative. Knows what to say to get me going. Pressed a few buttons I didn’t know I had.”

“What buttons?” The spy asked eagerly. She huffed and started blow drying her hair. “What buttons?” She repeated when Darcy finished.

“Just some things I didn’t know I was into.” 

“What things?”

“Things I’m not telling you.” She certainly wasn’t going to tell Natasha she’d been turned on even more when Zemo had told her that his bodyguard could hear them like Natasha had the other night.

“Boo you whore.” Natasha called as she ate some croissant.

“Did you just quote Mean Girls?”

“It’s a good movie.” She said with a shrug.

***

“Can I convince you for another Dinner date?” Zemo asked from where he stood by Darcy’s office door as she furiously typed.

“Unfortunately the US and UK have commandeered my dinner plans for tonight already.” She said as she glanced up at him.

“Perhaps after then?” He suggested.

She sighed as she shook her head. “I’m expecting this to last forever so when I finally manage to leave I’ll be exhausted. I’m sorry Zemo.”

“Don’t be Miss Lewis.” He said softly as he stepped further into the room. “It is selfish of me to covert all your time when you’re here to make history. I shall leave you to your work.” He whispered as he reached for her hand and pressed a kiss to the back of her hand.

She stared after him as he left, her notes left completely forgotten for a moment. She sighed and turned back to her computer a few moments after the door clicked shut. She needed her arguments to be coherent against the US and UK, both countries were pushing for the US to keep the Iron Patriot armour though for only a select few countries to receive Iron Man suits. This was something Tony was completely against, she could see the disaster that was waiting to happen if more countries got the armour. They’d been lucky so far in that Rhodey was the only pilot of the armour, he was too senior and strongly moraled for him to be bullied into doing something drastic. She’d been given notes on the armours possibilities and it made her shiver to imagine a war fought with them.

***

Natasha zoned out as the US and UK representatives droned on and on about what they wanted from the Accords. The amount of pet names and condescension that they’d had to endure was infuriating but sadly something they were both used to, at least they were both able to keep a straight face as they listened to the men. She regretted agreeing with Darcy to nothing stronger than wine, being drunk made listening to condescending men far more tolerable.

She startled for a split second as she spotted someone through the crowd that she recognised as Barnes before a waiter passed and he disappeared from view. She frowned for a moment before refocusing on the conversation, she’d get the out soon and call Rogers.

***

“You think it’s too late to run by his?” Darcy asked as they stepped into the lift.

Natasha shook her head. “It’s not even eleven yet. It’s not too late for a booty call.” She’d heard good things about the Sokovian and his security team, he seemed like the type that would protect her if the worst came to happen. She felt confident in leaving her in his care for the night while she contacted Rogers and did some investigating.

She huffed as Natasha called it what it is as she pressed the button for Zemo’s floor.

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“It’s not too late is it?” Darcy asked as Zemo opened the door to her.

“Not at all.” He said with a grin as he pulled her into the room and kissed her passionately.

She moaned into the kiss as she melted against him. It was so relaxing to feel him pressed against her after the night she’d had. 

“I’ll leave you two to it.” Another voice called from behind Zemo.

She pulled away from the kiss and looked over Zemo’s shoulder to the other man. “Hi James.” She said with a smile.

Zemo smirked before looking over his shoulder at James. “You could always stay.” 

James sucked in a breath through his teeth, he felt a heavy weight settle in his stomach and all his blood rush south.

Darcy’s smile turned into a cheeky grin as she raised an eyebrow at James. “Do you want to stay?”

James nodded.

She smiled as she slipped out of Zemo’s arms and put her bag onto the floor before she made her way to James. She smirked up at him as she placed her hands on his chest, she could feel his heart pounding as his breath hitched. “Do you want to kiss me?”

“I want to do much more than kiss you, Doll.” He whispered as he looked down at her.

“Then do it.” Zemo egged him on as he settled behind Darcy, his hands resting on her hips.

James hesitated for a second before leaning down to claim Darcy’s lips in a passionate kiss. His flesh hand, still gloved, resting on her face to pull her closer to him while his metal hand rest on her waist to pull her closer. Her breath hitched before settling into a moan as he kissed her.

Zemo smirked as he watched James thoroughly devour her mouth. He pressed himself closer to Darcy’s back rubbing his crotch against her ass as he pulled her hair back so he had access to her neck. One of his hands moved from Darcy’s hips to grip James’ and pull him closer while his other hand slipped between the two people kissing to toy with the waist of Darcy’s pants suit.

James groaned as he felt Zemo’s hand slip between him and Darcy. He pulled back from the kiss to look at Zemo as he kissed at her neck, she threw her head back against Zemo’s shoulder as he kissed at her neck. His hand slipped from Darcy’s cheek to Zemo’s hair, he pulled him away from the womans neck so he could kiss him.

“Fuck that’s hot.” Darcy muttered as she watched Zemo and James kiss. She could feel them both twitching against her as the two men kissed. She let her arms fall from James’ chest so she could unbutton her shirt, she wanted them both to be naked. She parted her legs slightly as she felt Zemo fist his hand before undoing her pants and pushing them down slightly before he broke from his kiss with James.

“Touch her.” Zemo instructed.

James nodded as his gloved flesh hand slipped down her pants, he shoved her underwear to the side so he could play with her clit. She gasped when he first touched her, her gasp fell into a moan as he dipped his finger briefly into her before dragging it back up to her clit.

“She’s so responsive isn’t she.” Zemo muttered as his hand slipped under Darcy’s shirt to play with her nipple. “So eager to be pleased and to please.”

James nodded as he watch Zemo’s hand move under her shirt. His other hand reached up to push her shirt from her shoulders so he could get a better look at what the other man was doing. His breath hitched as he felt her hand rub against the front of his pants.

“Do you want to fuck her James?” He asked as he pulled her shirt from her shoulder and push her pants down her legs.

James nodded, his eyes focused on her tits as she took deep breaths as he edged her closer to oragasm. Darcy moaned as he nodded, she reached for his fly and shoved his pants down his thighs so she could palm his cock through his boxers.

“On the bed.” Zemo instructed.

Darcy whined as James removed his hand from her underwear before he moved to the bed. Zemo smirked as he spun her around to kiss her, he pushed her underwear down her thighs leaving her stood in her bra and heels. James jerked his cock as he watch Zemo and Darcy kiss, his breath hitched as he watched Zemo thrust his fingers into her.

“Fuck.” He gasped as he looked between her thighs to Zemo’s fingers. He couldn’t wait to be between her thighs, thrusting into her wet cunt.

Zemo pulled his fingers from Darcy and pushed her back to the bed, James and Darcy’s breath both hitched as the watched Zemo suck his fingers into his mouth. He smirked as he spun her around and guided her to the bed. She straddled James, he groaned as her boobs were shoved into his face. He took one of her nipples into his mouth and sucked at it through the lace making her cry out. 

Zemo guided her hips down over James’ cock, he smirked as he pushed her down on the cock making both of them cry out. “She might let you cum in her.” He whispered as he guided her over James’ cock.

“Please.” She gasped as she arched against the both. “Want you to. Want you both to.” 

“Fuck.” James groaned against her tit as he felt himself spill inside her.

“Already James?” Zemo tutted as he pulled at James’ hair tilting his head back. “Has it really been so long since you’ve had someone to fuck that you spill inside of her as soon as she invites you to?”

James flushed as Zemo looked at him.

“He’s still hard.” Darcy groaned as she kept moving over him. 

“Are you James?” Zemo asked with a smirk. “I wonder how many times you can come inside her before she reaches her peak?”

“As many as she’ll let me.” He said breathily as he let his eyes flutter shut as he felt himself twitch inside of her. He was already nearing a second and she hadn’t even had a first.

Darcy groaned as she felt Zemo’s reach down to play with her clit. She felt James come again when Zemo’s fingers brushed his cock.

“How desperate are you that a brush of my fingers make you spill yourself again?” Zemo asked as James whined. He used his grip on James’ hair to pull him into a rough kiss, James sagged as Zemo dominated his mouth.

Darcy whined as she watched the two men kiss while one of them was inside her. Zemo put more pressure on her clit as she sped up on James’ cock, she could feel his cum leaking down her thighs as he moved inside of her. She groaned as she came apart on James’ cock and sagged back against Zemo as James came inside her again.

Zemo smirked as he pulled away from the kiss with James so he could pull Darcy off James’ cock. She whimpered slightly as she was pulled off James and pushed onto the bed, she stayed up on her knees but let her face fall into the mattress.

“Such a pretty picture.” Zemo muttered as he dragged his fingers through James’ cum on her thighs. She whined as he slowly pushed two fingers into her, she whippered as he started to fuck her with his fingers. “Shall I fill you with my cum too?” He asked as he used one hand to remove his belt and undo his pants. He smirked as he watched her nod against the sheets. “Shall I fuck her James?”

James startled slightly and shifted his gaze from Darcy’s desperate face to Zemo’s, his gaze briefly flicking to Zemo’s fingers that were still teasingly thrusting inside of her. He nodded, his lips parted as he took in shallow breaths.

Zemo smirked as he let his pants fall, he watched James’ eyes fall to his cock and him lick his lips. He looked forward to the day that James would take his cock into his mouth, he twitched at the thought before he removed his fingers from a whining Darcy. He teased her slowly with the head of his cock before thrusting roughly into her. She gasped as she was filled again. Zemo groaned as he felt her soaked cunt welcome him, she had always been wet and welcoming but the added wetness of James’ cum added even more.

He let his gaze fall to James as he thrust into her. He smirked as he watched James idly play with his still hard cock, he briefly wondered if it was a gift of the Super Soldier serum or if it was just James. 

Darcy whined as she reached a hand out blindly for James. She felt her hand meet his arm and fisted his shirt sleeve so she could tug him up the bed. He went willingly and shuffled up the bed. She looked at him with lust in her eyes before she leant up slightly and took his cock in her mouth.

“Fuck.” James groaned as she started sucking on him.

“She mentioned this.” Zemo said as he thrust roughly into her as he watched her head bob up and down on James’ cock. “Wanting to be fucked while she sucked a cock.”

James whimpered as one of his hands settled in her hair.

“Your cock was specifically mentioned.” Zemo said with a smirk.

James groaned as he thrust up into her mouth, his hand in her hair stopping her from pulling away as he spilled himself down her throat. Zemo groaned as he felt her clench around him as she came, he soon followed after her as he roughly thrust inside of her.

Darcy whimpered as she let James’ now flaccid cock fall from her mouth as Zemo pulled out of her. She collapsed against the mattress letting her legs fall flat. She felt the bed dip next to her as Zemo settled besides her, her eyes were still shut when she felt James leave the bed. She rolled onto her back and shuffled up the bed. Her eyes flickered open as she felt James settle between her thighs.

“Can I?” He asked softly as one of his hands ran up her thigh slightly.

Her breath hitched and she gave a hesitant nod. She gasped and threw her head back as she felt him lick their cum from her thighs and make his way to her cunt.

“He’s such a good boy isn’t he?” Zemo asked as he leaned down next to Darcy. His cock twitching against her hip as James looked up at them both, his eyes shining with pleasure as he ate her out and Zemo praised him. Zemo moved a hand to fist James hair while he dipped his head down to take one of Darcy’s nipples in his mouth, making her cry out and arch off the bed.

James groaned against her as she arched off the bed. He wrapped his arms around her thighs and pulled her flush against his face as he worked his tongue into her, he sighed as he felt his and Zemo’s cum against his tongue. He could feel a wet patch forming where his hard again cock rest against the covers, he felt so hot sharing Darcy and Zemo. He felt her clenching around his tongue as he edged her to another orgasm.

Darcy gave another shout as she came against James’ lips and tongue, her nipple raw as Zemo kept licking and sucking at it. She groaned as she felt Zemo release her nipple. He smirked down at her before he was pushed onto his back by James. He gasped as James took his cock in his mouth. Darcy smirked as she rolled over to kiss Zemo.

He kept gasping into the kiss as James bobbed his head up and down on his cock, swallowing as deep as he could before pulling back. Zemo’s hand was still tangled in James’ hair, he groaned as James took him all the way, his nose nuzzling against his pubes as he arched off the bed. He felt Darcy smirk against his lips as he gasped.

He smirked back at Darcy as his free hand slipped between her legs, her breath hitched as he pressed two fingers into her. She whimpered as he slowly thrust his fingers into her, she spread her legs as she gasped into the kiss. He let go of James’ hair and gripped Darcy’s hips as he slipped her fingers from her and pulled her up to settle on his face. She gasped as he sucked on her clit, her legs shook as he started pushing her to another orgasm.

James rubbed himself against the sheets as he sucked on Zemo’s cock. He heard Zemo whimper against Darcy’s cunt as he sucked on the head of his cock before he sucked him all the way down again. He heard Darcy cry out as she came all over Zemo’s face. Darcy whimpered as Zemo kept licking at her.

Zemo groaned as he came down James’ throat. James groaned as he swallowed around Zemo’s cock. Zemo let Darcy fall to the side as reached to pull James up to him, he groaned into the kiss he shared with James.

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Natasha smirked as Darcy left the lift on Zemo’s floor, her smirk dropped as the doors closed. She took her phone out and scrolled to Steve’s number, she hit call as she stepped out of the lift and made her way to her room.

“Natasha.” Steve answered as she got to her door.

“Rogers.” She replied as she swiped into her room. “Any headway in your man hunt?”

He sighed down the phone. “No. Just falling Hydra bases, not even much useful for information as to what they did to him.”

She hummed down the phone as she threw her bag to the desk and slipped off her jacket. “You should come to Germany.”

“I thought the idea of you going to Germany was so the Avengers wouldn’t get raked over the coals for punching out rude politicians.”

She grinned and chuckled. “Politicians and spies play a very similar game. You’re just too honest to play that game. I’m not asking you here to play politics though.”

“Why are you asking me?”

“I was at an evening meeting with Darcy tonight.” Steve hummed in acknowledgement. “I saw a guy who looked a lot like our man. Shorter hair and sunglasses in a dark bar. Couldn’t see the arm though.”

“How sure are you?”

“I’d recognise that jawline anywhere. Shoulders too.”

“We’ll be there in the morning. Can you get Miss Lewis out?”

“She’s made nice with a Prime Minister from the easter block. His security team is adequate enough.”

“You sure?”

“I’m sure. Besides, he's more likely to come after me or you than Darcy.” She said as she hung up.

***

Darcy woke up happily squished between James and Zemo, her head was resting on James’ chest while Zemo was pressed against her back. She could hear a phone buzzing across the room. She groaned as she pulled away from the pair of them and crawled out of the bed, Zemo soon shuffled across the bed to take the space Darcy had just left. She walked across the room to her bag and pulled her phone from her bag to see Natasha was calling her.

“What’s wrong?” She asked as she disappeared into the bathroom.

“You think Zemo would be happy to take you to Sokovia for a bit?”

Darcy hesitated for a second. “I don’t know. Maybe. Why are you asking?”

“I think I spotted someone while we were out this evening. They could be dangerous. We think we should get you out of the country while we investigate it.”

“How dangerous?”

“Dangerous enough. But we don’t think you’re a target.”

“Why kick me out of Germany then?”

“In case they want to use you against the team.”

“I’mm handy with a taser.”

“And they’re handy with guns and knives or whatever else they can get their hands on.” Darcy swallowed nervously. “Just ask him if he can take you to Sokovia for a bit. His security team is adequate.”

“Glowing praise.” She muttered. James was more than adequate.

“Darcy.” Natasha scolded. “If Zemo can’t take you to Sokovia with him, let me know. Clint will come and fly you back to the states.”

“Okay. I’ll text you when I know.” 

She sighed as she ran her fingers through her hair before returning to the room. 

“What’s wrong?” Zemo asked from where he’d moved to sit on the edge of the bed.

She shrugged as she put her phone on the side table before stepping between Zemo’s legs, his hands rest on her hips as he looked up at her, her hands running through his hair. James moved to sit on the edge of the bed as well, one of his hands coming up to rub her thigh.

“Something came up for Natasha. She was wondering if you would be able to take me back to Sokovia with you for a bit?”

“Oh? And what would be in it for us?” Zemo asked.

Darcy smirked as she looked down at them, she felt James’ hand slip up from her thigh to her ass. “Access.” 

Zemo hummed as he ran his hands across her sides. “Very enticing.”

“Very enticing.” James agreed as he leaned forward to press a kiss against Darcy’s hip.

“Shall we keep her for a while longer?” Zemo asked as he tilted James’ face up to look at him.

“Please.” He whispered as his tongue darted out to lick at his lip.

Zemo smirked as he pulled James into a brief kiss. “Since you asked so nicely.” He whispered against James’ lips.

Darcy’s breath hitched when they started kissing and talking about her as if she was an object. In any other situation she’d have given whatever man treated her like that a few thousand volts straight to the junk, but from Zemo she felt like she was treasured and appreciated rather than used.

“I’ll have Wanda collect your things from your suite in the morning.” Zemo said as he turned to look at Darcy. James leaned closer to him and started nuzzling at his neck. “You can stay here tonight and we’ll take you to Sokovia in the morning.”

“Thank you.” She said breathily.

He smirked up at her, his cock twitched as James nipped at his neck. He could see Darcy had noticed by the way she shifted her legs. “Do you need to inform Miss Romanoff?”

“Er yea.” She said as she pulled away from the pair to go back to the desk. She could feel their eyes on her ass as she walked towards the desk and heard them whisper to each other. She felt James slid up behind her as she hit send on her text.

“Can I?” He asked as one of his hands slipped around her waist and pulled her back against him.

She gasped and nodded. He kissed at her neck and pulled her towards the small dining table that was in the room, he used his legs to kick hers apart before he pushed her down against the table. Her breath hitched as he slipped a finger into her.

“You both make a beautiful picture.” Zemo said as he walked across the room and pulled out one of the dining chairs to take a seat. He ran his hand through Darcy’s hair as she whined against the table. “I could watch you be brought to the edge of ecstasy forever.”

She whined as James replaced his fingers with his cock as he slowly and teasingly thrust into her. She flicked her tongue out as Zemo’s fingers ghosted across her lip, he raised an eyebrow before he pressed his fingers between her lips. She moaned as she licked and sucked at her fingers.

“You just want to be filled don’t you?” He asked with a smirk as he thrust his fingers into her eager mouth. “You want to choke on a cock as James fucks you slowly and teasingly?”

She whimpered in response as James’ finger rubbed slow reasons circles against her clit in time with his slow thrusts.

“Would you like us to fill all your holes like the whore you are?” He asked as he slowly pulled his fingers from her mouth and dragged her lip down. She whimpered as she pressed back against James, begging for more as Zemo dragged his spit coated fingers down her back. His spit soaked fingers rubbed against her asshole, he smirked as he heard James’ breath hitch. “Do you like that idea?” 

She whimpered and nodded before Zemo pressed one finger into her slowly and teasingly as he matched James’ pace.

“Is there anyone else you’ve found that have drawn your attention?” Zemo asked. His other hand reaching down to himself to jerk his cock in time with the thrust of his finger. She whined and shook her head her eyes screwed shut. “Are you sure?”

Her mouth opened desperately as she opened her eyes to look at him. “Natasha made a joke about joining.”

“Fuck.” Groaned James as he picked up the pace with his thrusts.

“Miss Romanoff?” Zemo confirmed. “Do you want one of us in your cunt and the other in your ass while you devour her cunt?”

She whimpered and nodded. “I’d not really thought of it before. But.” She gasped as she felt James cum inside of her, he kept thrusting into her sensitive cunt since he was still rock hard. She didn’t know guys could cum as much as he could. “I’d thought about it a bit. She picked out all my clothes.”

“Including the lingerie?”

She whimpered and nodded as his finger shifted inside her as it was joined by a second, it felt rough since they only used spit but she was enjoying it. “Every piece you’ve seen. I felt like a sugar baby.” She groaned as he hummed. “Then she made a joke about joining us. Then you asked.”

“And your mind wandered?” He confirmed as he slowed down in jerking himself. James looked to Zemo, his eyes pleading. He raised an eyebrow and watched James’ eyes flicker to Darcy’s asshole, he smirked and nodded.

“I hadn’t imagined it till you asked.” She whined. Zemo’s eyes were focused on James as he used his teeth to pull off his glove and suck one of his flesh fingers into his mouth. “But now. I want to know how it would feel.”

“It’s only natural you’d be curious.” Zemo muttered as he watched James suck and lick at his finger. “She’s a very beautiful woman.”

“So beautiful…” Darcy moaned before her moan gave way to a cry as James pushed a finger into her asshole alongside Zemo’s. She whimpered as she arched back against him, her knuckles white as she gripped the table.

Zemo’s eyes returned to Darcy’s, her mouth was open as she panted against the table as she stared at him. Her eyes were hazy but following him as he stood, still jerking his cock as he held it out to her. She moaned as she took his cock in her mouth, he felt his eyes roll back as she pressed her tongue against his the length of his cock. The hand that had been holding his cock fisted in the back of her hair so he could use her mouth.

She whined around him as he and James both shifted their finger inside of her, her whine shifted into a moan as she came apart on James’ cock. Her legs gave out from under her, James’ hand on her hip being the only thing that kept her up. Zemo fucked roughly into her mouth as James picked up the pace with the thrust of his cock as he started chasing his own orgasm, their fingers just resting in her asshole as they focused on chasing their own orgasms.

She soon felt their cum spurting into her. James collapsed against her back as he thrust through his orgasm. She felt Zemo’s cum dribbling out of her mouth as he finished thrusting into her mouth. She whined as they both pulled out of her, her legs still shaking as she rest on the table. She felt Zemo brush her hair back from her face.

“One day.” Zemo started. “I’d like to see how long it takes you to recover after being thoroughly fucked. But unfortunately, we want to be leaving early.”

“When we get back to Sokovia?” James asked as he picked her up. She whimpered as she was moved, she nuzzled into James’ neck as he carried her back to the bed.

“As soon as we land.” Zemo agreed.

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Darcy felt sore as she settled into the jet seat, she’d flown to Germany in one of the teams Quinjets but Zemo had a better idea of travel. His family had a private jet before he’d taken power which he’d kept, the seats were huge and comfortable and it even had a bedroom towards the back. She was sat at one of the tables with James across from her while Zemo took a seat across the aisle, his other two bodyguards Wanda and Pietro had retreated to the back. Wanda rolling her eyes at a comment that Pietro had made in Sokovian.

“Have either of you joined the mile high club?” Zemo asked with a smirk as he read through his paper.

Darcy’s fingers slammed against the keyboard as she startled at the sudden question. “I’m too sore unfortunately.” She muttered as she fixed the email she was working on. Just a blanket apology to the other UN leaders for not being at the UN today.

“Pitty.” He muttered as he folded the paper in half. James was staring at him, watching as his fingers ran along the seam of the paper. “I think oral would still count.”

Darcy raised an eyebrow as she hit send before slowing the laptop and turning to Zemo. “Who says I'm in the mood to suck cock after choking on both of you last night?”

Zemo smirked as his eyes flickered to James. “I was actually going to suggest we eat you out until you can’t come anymore?”

She pressed her legs together as her breath hitched, she looked to the side to see James looking at her, his eyes blown wide as his lips parted. He had such pretty lips. She startled slightly as Zemo moved her laptop to the other aisle. James stood as well and took her hand and pulled her out of her chair, she gasped as Zemo started pulling her shirt off while James took off her pants.

Zemo kissed at her neck making her whimper as James slid her underwear down, the sat her on the table as James dropped to his knees in front of her. He looked so egear between her legs as he spread her thighs, he kissed at her thigh before nipping it slightly and making her whimper.

“I could listen to you forever.” Zemo whispered into her ear, he tugged on her earlobe with his teeth slightly. “You're so loud and responsive.” He said as he reached up to toy with her nipple. “But we shouldn’t let Wanda and Pietro hear.” Her breath hitched as his hand moved from her chest and closed around her throat. “Tell me now if we need to gag you before I let James eat you.”

She whimpered again as James’ breath ghosted against her clit. “I can be quiet.” She whispered.

“Good.” Zemo whispered as he kissed her cheek.

She gave a quiet shout as James tongued her clit. Zemo tutted and squeezed his hand around her neck.

“I said quiet.” He whispered as he nipped at her jaw. Her legs shook as James kept them spread as his tongue flicked against her. She bit hard at her lip as she looked to Zemo desperately. He tutted some more as he pulled his tie from round his neck. He let go of her neck and put his tie in her mouth before wrapping the rest around her head and tying it tightly, she whimpered as he tightened it. “Perhaps another time we’ll work on your volume control.” 

She moaned against the gag as James picked up the pace with his tongue and thrusting it inside of her between licking and sucking on her clit, her legs started shaking as she felt her orgasm about to rush over her. Her breath hitched as Zemo’s hand returned to around her throat just as her oragasm crashed over her, she moaned through the gag as his hand tightened around her neck and James licked and sucked her through it.

“Even gagged your not very good at being quiet.” Zemo muttered as he pulled away from her, he pulled James up to his feet and kissed him. Licking her juices from his bodyguards face. “Stay on the table, legs spread. I’m sure James can show you how to behave.”

She whimpered as she left her legs open wide as she watched Zemo push James against the table across from her, her knuckles turned white as she watched Zemo take James’ cock in his hand before he sunk to his knees. Both their breath hitched as Zemo took James’ cock in his mouth, James bit his lip as he watched Zemo suck on his cock. She wished she could finger herself as she watched him suck cock but she was pretty sure Zemo didn’t want her to fuck herself on her fingers.

She felt a rush of warmth over her as she watched James rest his hand in Zemo’s hair as his head bobbed quickly on his cock. James still hadn’t made a noise other than heavy breathing till he threw his head back in a silent shout as he came down Zemo’s throat.

“See.” Zemo said as he looked over his shoulder at Darcy, his lips shinning with spit. “Such a good boy. Keeping quiet when told. What ever should we do with you if you can’t keep quiet when you’re told.”

She whimpered, her legs shaking as Zemo turned around on his knees. She looked down at him as he sat between her thighs, she felt herself clench at the site of him between her legs.

“You’re too beautiful to get rid of.” He whispered as he ran a hand across her trembling thigh. “Perhaps James is the only one of the two of you that I could fuck in a semi public areas. We can’t let the press know that the Avengers Political liaison spreads her legs like a whore for political leaders and their bodyguards can we?”

She whimpered and shook her head as his fingers danced across her thigh.

“We could give her one more chance.” James said softly from where he was still perched on the table. 

Zemo hummed in agreement. “I suppose. And it will be fun to tease her if she refuses to come quietly.”

She gave a quiet gasp as she felt a finger slip inside of her cunt. 

James slipped from the table and knelt besides Zemo on the floor between her legs, he pressed a kiss to her thigh before resting his cheek against it so he could look to Zemo. “We could always tease her anyway.” He suggested quietly. “She looks so beautiful when she’s trembling and wrecked with arousal.”

“I agree.” Zemo said as he lent to kiss James, she whimpered as she watched them kiss and Zemo pressed James against her thigh. “She looks so perfect when we have her wrecked between us.” He said as he looked up to her, watching her face as he pressed another finger into her sensitive cunt. The thrust his two fingers into her 3 times till she was coming apart around his fingers.

“So beautiful.” Zemo whispered before he wrapped his lips around her clit and sucked. She groaned and threw her head back as he sucked her clit. He gasped against her as he felt James reach for his cock.

Darcy’s eyes settled on the pair as she watched her two lovers press against each other as James jerked off Zemo as he continued to eat her out slowly. Just as she was about to come Zemo pulled away making her whine as he leant into James who was jerking him off quickly. Zemo spilled himself across his shirt. Both men tucked themselves away and stood up. Zemo smirked at her as he took his tie from her mouth.

“When we have arrived at the Prime Ministerial residence.” He started as he pressed her legs closed while James handed her her shirt. “Then you can come again.” He smirked as he picked up her underwear and sniffed the crotch before he tucked them into his jacket pocket. “I’ll keep these for now.” 

James handed her her pants as she watched Zemo wide eyed.

***

“Is Miss Lewis safe?” Steve asked Natasha as he stepped off the Quinjet.

She nodded. “Her and Zemo flew out a few hours ago.” Sam gave her a nod as he followed Steve out of the Jet, she turned and guided them to the car. “Before you arrived I was able to gather a few different security tapes that we can go through. Figure out where he’s been.”

“You think he’ll still be around?” Sam asked.

She shrugged. “I’m not sure if he made me. Or if he’s even sure of what he’s doing. There’s no data in any file I’ve found about how he would be this long out of conditioning. It would always be less than two weeks when they’d have him reconditioned even if the mission’s not done. He could be following his previous mission parameters or he could be spinning out of control and looking for answers. You found anything at any of the Hydra bases?”

Steve shook his head. “Nothing that points to Bucky.” He said as they slipped into the car. “The fallen bases we’ve found seem to have mostly fallen because of infighting or lack of funding. There’s been a few signs of gunfire but nothing that could be attributed to Bucky”

“Bucky before he became the soldier or after?” Natasha asked, she saw Steve’s jaw twitch out of the corner of her eye.

“There was nothing that reminded me of the triskelion.” Sam cut in as he eyes Steve. “It all seemed to be standard pistol fighting; no signs of long range sniper fire, large weapons or knife fights.”

Natasha nodded as she drove them out of the airport. “It wouldn’t be out of the realm of possibilities that he could fake it. But he seemed too careful to be lost in a haze of rage or revenge.”

“So there’s hope.” Steve said.

“Steve man.” Sam started.

“There’s not no hope.” Natasha cut in. “But don’t expect him to the the man you knew if we find him. If we even find him.”

Sam nodded. “He definitely seems to have the skills of someone who won’t be found until they want to be found.” 

“Right.” Steve agreed as he watched the city zoom past the window of the car.

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James followed Zemo into his office after they settled Darcy into one of the guest rooms of the Prime Minstrel residents, she wanted a relaxing bath after the journey and the past few days. Zemo wanted to catch up on his paperwork that he hadn’t been able to do while at the UN, a few documents were deemed far too sensitive to risk sending via email even with the security he had on all his devices.

“Ivan will be by before lunch.” Zemo said as he made his way behind his desk. “When Oezink informed him we were returning Ivan made it known he would have the first meeting back. The finance minister was not thrilled.”

“He’s an idiot.” James said as he stood in front of Zemo’s desk.

He hummed and nodded as he pulled off his jacket before he sat down. “But unfortunately the one least likely to be bought by Hydra.”

“I’m sure Pietro would do a better job.”

“Pietro didn’t finish high school.” Zemo muttered as he picked up one of the papers from his in tray. “If I was to pick one of the twins for finance minister it would be Miss Maximoff.”

James huffed as he stepped away from the desk, he could feel Zemo’s eyes on him as he turned his back to him. Last night and their journey on the plane were a turning point for him, he felt wanted and desired. Something he’d never thought he’d feel after his time in Hydra. Zemo had already gone a long way in helping him heal, then when the twins arrived he had more people to care about. But the addition of Darcy dragged him even further from who he’d been. Being cradled between her thighs and being shared by her and Zemo.

He let his eyes flutter shut as he took in a deep breath through his nose.

“Penny for your thoughts?” Zemo asked.

“Hmmm.” He hummed as he looked over his shoulder at the other man. “Just thinking of how things have changed.”

“All we’ve done is add sex to our relationship. Nothing else needs to change.” 

“That wasn’t what I was thinking of.” James said as he shook his head and turned around. “Well it wasn’t all of what I was thinking about.” He said with a slight smirk. “I was thinking about how much I’ve changed since I came to your office that first time.”

Zemo smirked as he pushed his chair back from his desk. “You certainly dress better now.”

“You dress me.”

“And I do a fantastic job.”

James huffed as he rolled his eyes. “Do you think things will change now?”

“How do you mean?” He questioned.

He shook his head. “I don’t know. Just different.”

“Come here.” Zemo said as he beckoned James too him. James made his way slowly towards him till he stood in front of him, between Zemo’s legs. Zemo sat up and rest his hands on James’ hips as he looked at him. “Things may change but I believe they would change for the better.”

“I hope so.” James whispered as he let his hands settle on Zemo’s biceps.

“Kiss me.” Zemo demand.

James' lips twitched as he leant down to kiss Zemo, his hands slipping from his bicep to cup the Prime Minister's jaw.

***

Natasha sighed as she went through the security footage she’d gathered, Sam was the only one of the two soldiers pay attention. Steve had been pacing angrily till she’d bullied him to sit down and sketch Bucky with some different hairstyles so they could have something to run through Stark’s facial recognition software.

“You told Stark yet?” Sam asked over his shoulder.

“Told Stark what?” Natasha asked as her gaze flicked to Sam before back to the screens.

“I haven’t told him anything.” Steve muttered, his eyes still fixed firmly on his sketchbook. “Things wouldn’t end well if we told him.”

“Told him what?” Natasha demanded as she hit pause and spun to face Steve. 

“It’s nothing too important.” Steve muttered. 

“Nothing too important?” Sam groaned as he faced the other man. “Dude. If you think this isn’t important I don’t want to know what you’d think is important.”

“What did you two find out?” She asked to Sam.

Sam ignored Steve's glare and faced the spy. “Found a video from a hit The Winter Soldier did in the 90’s. Faked car crash.”

“Stark’s parents?” Natasha half asked.

“You can’t tell him.” Steve said sharply to her.

“Steve.” She groaned. “The only reason Stark will go off the deepened about this is if you don’t tell him before you try to bring James in. He blames his dad for his mother's death. Letting him know it was a hit would probably make his opinion of his father better.”

Steve huffed and turned back to his sketchbook.

“You don’t tell him I will.”

“Only reason I haven’t is I don’t have Stark’s number.” Sam muttered under his breath.

“I can give it to you.” 

“Neither of you are telling him.” Steve said as he glared at the pair.

“You thought of what this will do to the team?” Natasha asked as she turned back to the computers. “Ross’s original legislation only needed one Avengers caused disaster to get enshrined in law. If the right events had taken place we’d have a civil war on our hands and quite frankly I don’t want to have to pick sides.”

“Worried you’d choose the wrong one?” Steve hissed.

“Unlikely.” She muttered. “I’m a spy. I’d come out on top either way. I’d just hate to have to put you down if it came down to it.”

She could see Sam smirking out the corner of her eye. 

“You see anything?” Sam asked as he turned back to the screens.

“A few people who could pass for him for a second but no one who looked like the man from the other night. The hair was too fashionable to be any of these guys.” She said as she watched the footage of the hotel lobby and 2x speed.

“I’m going to do some work on the street.” Steve muttered as he stood up, throwing his sketchbook between the pair.

***

“You having fun with your staff now?” Ivan asked as he sat down across from his Prime Minister.

Zemo’s lips twitched as he looked at Ivan, he supposed they both looked a little rumpled as James left the office. “You mentioned something sensitive?”

“I’d call it much more than sensitive.” Ivan said as he passed the file he’d brought to the office. “It’s about the scepter.”

“What about it?” He asked as he flicked through the phone.

“We already know that Hydra was using the scepter to experiment on people, attempting to give them powers like your twins. We were already pretty sure they were the only survivors but we hadn’t known how many people they’d tested on.”

“247?” 

Ivan nodded. “They were the only survivors. Everyone else died within hours of targeted exposure to the scepter. Miss Maximoff went first, passed out in the testing chamber. Her brother tested the next day after she’d successfully recovered. They were egear to have 2 enhanced even though they were not aware of her powers yet, just her survival.”

“What exactly do they have documented as Wanda’s powers?” Zemo asked with a frown.

“See that’s where I think it gets weird.” He said as he shuffled forward and flicked the papers in Zemo’s hand to another page. “We’ve seen the telekinesis and I remember James muttering about her mind reading skills being useful in scanning a room for threats. But this one.” He said as he pointed to a specific body of text.

“Probability Manipulation?”

He nodded. “You know those balls under cups tricks? They’d do that with her, make sure she’d have no idea where the ball could be. She’d pick the wrong cup but the ball would still be there. It’d be difficult to confirm if you can’t prove that something would be impossible because she’d change it. They didn’t have testing time long enough to do anything more in depth. You took over and had them kicked out of the castle before they could do anymore invasive testing but it should definitely be something they should be made aware of.”

“I’ll offer the files to them both.” Zemo said with a nod. He supposed Ivan could be hinting at once her powers were awakened she willed her brother to survive or there to be something in their DNA, he leant more towards her willing it since their powers were so different. “Is there anything else?”

“The only other thing is that the scepter gives off similar energy signatures as the Tesseract. You know the thing that the Loki guy used in New York used to open a portal.”

“Could it open another portal?”

“Hell if I know.” Ivan shrugged. “But we shouldn’t hand it over to anyone we don’t trust.”

“The current scientists?”

“Like you too much to even consider betraying you for anything. You’re a great leader Baron.”

“I’m Prime Minister now.” Zemo corrected with a smirk.

“You’ll always be royalty to me.”

***

“It’s family dinner tonight.” Wanda said as she uncermonisly entered Darcy’s room. The corner of her mouth twitched as she saw Darcy pull her dressing gown over her shoulder.

“Family dinner?”

Wanda nodded as she made her way over to Darcy’s closet. “Before me and my brother were brought into Zemo’s...staff. Zemo and James shared near every meal together, breakfast and lunch are less guaranteed for us all to share but the only dinner we’ve not shared together was when Zemo took you out on a date.”

“I’m sorry.” Darcy offered gingerly.

“Don’t be.” Wanda said with a grin as she pawed through Darcy’s clothes, she was thinking a dress for tonight. “He’s been a bit less serious since he’s been enjoying your company. It’s nice to see him happy, James too. But his change was only since this morning which is I assume when you took up with them both.”

Darcy blushed and coughed into her elbow at the girl's comment. 

“No need to be embarrassed.” She said with a grin as she pulled out a empire line dress. “This will do for tonight. I’m sure Zemo will have the tailor in some time tomorrow.”

“He doesn’t need to do that.” 

“But he will.” She laughed as she put the dress on the bed and turned to look at her shoes. “He had James in tailored suits within a week and us two picking out clothes within a few days.”

“Damn rich people.” Darcy muttered as she shook her head.

***

“You look beautiful.” Zemo said from where he sat at the head of the table as Darcy entered the dining room with Wanda.

James stood and rounded the table to hold her chair out for her.

“You could do with some lessons.” Wanda joked at her brother as she pulled out her own chair.

“You’re my sister.”

“That doesn’t mean you shouldn’t be polite.” Zemo quipped as he rose his glass to his lips.

“I used to pull out my ma and sisters chairs for them back in the day.” James said as he rounded the table back into his seat.

Pietro groaned. “Wanda stand up.”

“What? No. I’m not standing back up so you can push my chair in for me.” 

Zemo grinned and leaned towards Darcy. “You can tell they’re still teenagers can’t you?”

“Reminds me of my cousins.” She replied with a grin of her own.

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Zemo smiled as he followed behind Darcy and James into his private sitting room, Wanda had pulled her twin away giving them privacy to enjoy their after dinner drinks alone. James opened the door for her and rest his gloved flesh hand at the base of her back. Zemo was sure he was offering Darcy a smirk as she smiled over her shoulder at him.

“The food was wonderful.” Darcy said as Zemo closed the door behind them.

He smirked at her as he stepped up to her and wrapped his arm around her waist so he could pull her into her chest. “Only the finest.” He spoke softly as he lent down to kiss her lips.

She sighed into the kiss and rest her hands against his chest, he pulled her closer as he hands flexed against his chest. Zemo felt James’ metal hand rest against his hip just as Darcy pulled away from the kiss, he pressed his face into her neck and ran his nose against her jaw.

“Can I get your shirt off tonight?” Darcy whispered as one of her hands slipped from Zemo’s chest to play with the buttons of James’ shirt.

James hesitated as he looked to the side away from them both, Zemo’s hand slipped around James’ waist so he couldn’t pull away. His eyes flickered to Zemo as his hand tightened on his waist before he examined Darcy’s curious face. “I’ve got scars.” He whispered shyly.

“Scars don’t bother me.” She whispered softly as she toyed with his shirt buttons.

James shook his head.

“They just mean you survive.” She whispered as she reached up to cup his cheek.

“You can’t deny you’re a survivor James.” Zemo said softly as he pulled him closer to the pair.

James looked away as he took a shuddering breath, he could feel his eyes brimming with tears as Darcy pulled his face around to face her. He closed his eyes as he rest his forehead against hers.

“You’ve survived so much James.” Zemo whispered softly. “Your scars show your strength and fortitude.”

“I’ve killed people.” James whispered. Darcy’s eyes flickered across his face, her gaze softened as he shed a tear. She wiped away the tear with her thumb as he gave a deep breath.

“You’re not alone in that.” Zemo replied.

Darcy’s eyes flickered to him before settling back on James’ face. She wasn’t too surprised, just surprised he’d admit it. Natasha had gone over Zemo’s history with her once he started working with her so closely, the spy hadn’t wanted her to be caught unaware around him. It didn’t bother her how she thought it should’ve.

“You haven’t done what I’ve done.” James whispered as he looked at Zemo through tear filled eyes.

Zemo huffed and pulled away from the other two. “I’ve done enough.” He whispered as he picked up a whiskey decanter and poured himself a glass. He downed the glass quickly before pouring himself another.

“Zemo.” Darcy whispered quietly.

He turned around to face the pair, Darcy stood with her back to James. James’ eyes were filled with concern as he looked at him, he still had unshed tears as his flesh hand rest on Darcy’s waist. “I have been inside you too much for you to still call me by my last name in such an intimate setting.”

“Don’t be so crude.” She whispered harshly.

“You seemed to like it the other night.” He whispered with a smirk as he brought his glass back to his lips. 

“You’re an ass.” She hissed, James’ hand tightening at her waist.

“Come on.” James whispered as he tugged Darcy to the door. 

She glared at Zemo as James tugged her away.

***

“I’m sorry about him.” James said softly as he led her to her room.

“I’m sorry too.” She whispered back.

“You’ve nothing to be sorry about.” He whispered as he cupped her cheek. “I can just be a little sensitive.”

She smirked up at him. “I know.” She whispered with a wink.

He huffed as he pushed her back into her room with a kiss, his arms tightening around her waist as he kicked the door shut behind them. “Tease.” He whispered against her lips.

“You needn’t talk.” She whispered back as she tugged at his clothes.

“Wait.” He whispered as he took her wrists in hand. “I want to tell you about the scars before you see them.” She nodded as she pulled back ever so slightly. “I’ve been shot, stabbed and burned a lot.” She took in a sharp breath and her eyes started to brim with tears. “Don’t cry.” He whispered as he took her cheek in the palm of his hand, his thumb rubbing against her cheek. “Not for me.”

“You’ve been hurt so much though.” She whispered as she turned her face into his palm to kiss it.

“Things aren’t so bad now though.” He whispered as he looked at her eyes that were shining with unshed tears alongside care and affection for him. “I lost my arm though.”

“But….” She trailed off as she looked between his two hands, neither of which seemed like a prosthetic. At least not a standard one.

“It’s some kind of robotic arm.” He whispered as he pulled the glove off his metal hand to show her. She lightly ran her fingers along the palm of the hand. “Just as good as my other hand.”

“Is it now?” She asked with a smirk as she ran her fingers over the ridges. “I’d be worried it would pinch.”

He choked slightly as he looked at her. “I haven’t used it for that.”

“We could always try.” She whispered as she backed up towards the bed. 

He hesitated for a second before following her to the bed as he undid his shirt buttons. She took a deep breath as his shirt fell open, she didn’t know what had caused the scars on his shoulder till he let the shirt fall to reveal the metal arm attached to his body. She stepped up to him and ran her fingers along the seam making his breath hitched.

“It’s sensitive.” He whispered. “The scar tissue.”

She nodded as she pushed his shirt off the rest of the way. She looked in his eyes for a second before leaning down to kiss the scar tissue. He took in a shuddering breath as he gripped her waist and pulled her closer.

“How much do you like this dress?” He asked as he pressed against her.

“Not that much.” She replied seconds before he ripped it from her body. She let out a shocked gasp as he pushed her back against the bed and ground his cock into her hip. Her legs fell open as she clawed at his back as he kissed and bit at her neck.

“Can I?” He whispered into her neck as he brought one of his thighs between her legs.

She mewled and nodded before he ripped her underwear from her body. She felt so wanted and desired as he kissed his way down her body till he was settled between her legs as he knelt on the floor, his metal arm resting across her stomach as his flesh hand pushed her leg to the side.

She gave a shout as he dived right in. Burying his face between her legs and sucking her clit into his mouth. She fisted her hands tightly in his hair as she arched off the bed and moaned as he quickly brought her to orgasm with his lips and tongue, she mewled as he kept licking and sucking at her after she came.

“Fuck me.” She gasped as she tugged on his hair.

“Not yet.” He whispered against her cunt as he brought his flesh hand up to her cunt and slowly teased her entrance with his fingers. “I want you to come again.”

She whined as he thrust his fingers slowly into her, crooking them against her G-spot making her gasp and arch off the bed. She whimpered as he slowly added a third finger, her hands tightening in his hair.

“You’re so good.” He whispered against her as he crooked his fingers inside her again making her shout out again.

“You’re one to talk.” She gasped out as she threw her head back again.

She felt him smirk against her as he sucked her clit back into his mouth, she whimpered as she came apart around his fingers. She looked up at him with hooded eyes as he pulled his face away from her, her mouth hung open as he kept thrusting his fingers into her as he got up onto the bed. She looked up at him as he watched his fingers slip in and out of her, she felt a warmth settle in her as she watched him smirk.

“Does watching me watch you turn you on?” He asked as he slowly dragged his fingers out of her and across her clit making her whimper and shiver as she nodded. “You’re so beautiful.” He whispered as he ran his hand across her stomach.

She reached up for his belt and used it to pull herself up before she started undoing the belt and his fly. He gasped as he looked down at her as she freed his cock and it settled just between her tits, she smirked up at him as she wrapped her hand around him. He shuddered as she started jerking him off.

“Fuck me?” She asked again as she swiped her thumb across the head of his cock.

“Fuck.” He gasped as he nodded. She gasped as he took her wrist in his metal hand and pulled her off his cock as he backed her down onto the bed. She leant up to meet his lips in a kiss as he pushed her back onto the bed, his metal hand holding her wrist above her head.

His flesh hand guided her other hand up to join the hand that was restrained by his metal hand, she gasped as he took both wrists in his hand.

“Is this okay?” He whispered against her lips as he dragged his flesh hand down her side till he was cupping her hip.

“More than.” She whispered before nipping at his lips.

He growled and lifted her hip up so he could thrust his cock into her, she gasped as he filled her and hitched her thigh around his hip. “You’re such a tease.” He whispered against her lips as he thrust slowly into her.

She whimpered as she arched against him, her hands ached to claw at his back and fist in his hair. “Say’s you.”

He chuckled and kissed down her jaw before nipping at her ear. “I’ve already made you come twice.” He whispered into her ear. “Three times if you count earlier in the jet.” He gasped as he came inside her.

She whined as she felt him spill himself inside her, he was still hard again as he kept fucking her. She gasped as he brought his flesh hand to tease her clit. He bit and sucked at her neck as he thrust into her and teased her clit. She moaned and threw her head back as she came apart on his cock. He gasped as she clenched around him pulling him to a second orgasm, he kept fucking her through both their orgasms before rolling to the side and slipping out of her.

She whimpered and pressed her legs together as she pressed herself to his side and kissed his shoulder as they both settled down.

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Zemo frowned as he looked into his whiskey glass, swirling the amber liquid around as he considered finishing the bottle.

“Were you an idiot?” Pietro asked as he walked into the room and poured himself a glass.

“Of course he was an idiot.” Wanda said as she settled into the chair across from him.

“I’m not an idiot.” He growled as he went to down his drink. His eyes narrowed as the liquid stayed at the bottom of the glass, suspended by a red aurora. “Wanda.” He hissed.

“Apologies if we don’t want you to drink yourself to death.” She said as she rolled her eyes and Pietro stole the glass and downed it himself. “You know there’s no reason to feel guilty right?” He huffed and turned away. “Helmut.” She sighed. “The only people to blame for your families deaths are the people who had them killed.”

“I’m the reason they were killed.” He growled as he stood up to get to the decanter. He growled again as Pietro disappeared with the tray and returned with a tea service. 

“Oezink told us how you were spiralling before you decided not to kill yourself.” Pietro said as he handed Zemo a tea cup and saucer. “You’ve done so much for this country. It would hurt everyone if you spiralled into a depression like that.”

He sighed as he looked into the saucer. “I suppose.” He agreed. The twins had been rather active in the activism scene before they’d been lied to by Hydra, to know that they thought of him in the way they said they did certainly stopped him in his tracks. “Have either of you read the file that Ivan brought for you both today?”

“We were more focused on your relationship drama.” Pietro quipped as he sorted a tea cup for his sister.

“I’d hardly call it a relationship.” He muttered as he sat down.

“Any interaction with other people is technically a relationship.” Wanda said as she looked at him. “Besides you’re all too invested in each other for it to be just a friends with benefits situation.”

“How old are you again?” 

“Old enough to know what the three of you are doing together.” Pietro joked as he handed his sister a tea cup and sat down with his own.

“I don’t even know what we’re doing.” Zemo muttered into his teacup.

Wanda looked sadly at him. “You should have a conversation with them then. Perhaps not tonight though and after you apologise.”

“Why?” He asked with a frown.

“Because you were an asshole.” Pietro suggested as his sister rolled her eyes.

“Yes, that is why you should apologise. But not tonight, things are raw and James is having a moment with Darcy.” She said.

“He’s fucking her.” Zemo guessed.

“You’ve fucked her without James.” Pietro pointed out.

“I’m not jealous.” Zemo said quietly as he sipped his tea, he was surprised that Pietro had actually picked out the nice Cherry Blossom tea.

“Never said you were.” Pietro quipped with a smirk. “Just pointed out it would only be fair that he gets some one on one time with her.”

“And you should have some one on one time with James as well.” Wanda said with a smirk as she took a sip of her own tea.

Zemo huffed as he set the tea down and left the room.

***

As soon as he was in his room Zemo was pulling his shirt off and settling himself on his bed. He groaned as he ran his hand through his hair, Wanda was right. He needed to talk to Darcy and James but Pietro was wrong, he wasn’t jealous that James was spending time with Darcy alone. He knew what they were getting into and that kind of relationship didn’t leave room for jealousy but she was right. He needed to spend one on one time with James after the change in their relationship.

“You still in a pissy mood?” James asked as he walked into Zemo’s room.

He startled as James came into his room but he shook his head no. “I’m sorry.”

“It’s Darcy you should probably apologise to.” He said as he shut the door behind him.

Zemo shrugged. “Did you enjoy your time with her?”

“Jesus christ.” James groaned as he looked to the ceiling. “You jealous?”

He shook his head again. “No.”

“Really? Because you’re doing a very good impression so far. There a reason you think you’re worse than someone who’s been killing for 70 years or do you just have to be better than everyone else.”

“You never got your wife and child killed.” Zemo roared as he stood up and got in James’ face. “The car crash was my fault.” He hissed quietly.

“It was sabotage.” James whispered as he stared down at him. “The crash wasn’t your fault.”

He scoffed and turned away. “Hydra sabotaged the car because I ended their super soldier program that started with you.”

“The other winter soldiers.” He said softly as he watched Zemo’s back.

He nodded as he screwed his eyes shut.

“Why didn’t you kill me when I came here then?”

“You’re different.” He said softly as he turned to look at James with sad eyes. “You didn’t volunteer. You were forced into it and came to me hoping I would kill you. If I couldn’t bring myself to end my own life why would I end yours?”

“Zemo.” James whispered as he reached for him. He wrapped his arms around the other man and pulled him into his chest as he cupped the back of his head and ran his fingers through his hair.

He took a shuddering breath as he fisted his hands in James’ loose shirt, he smelled of Darcy. “Is it too soon?” He whispered desperately.

“Is what to soon?” James asked softly.

“After my wife and son.” He whispered into James’ shoulder knowing the super soldier would hear him anyway. “It hasn’t even been a year yet and I’ve taken up with you and Miss Lewis. I have practically adopted the twins as well.”

He pressed his face into the Prime Minister’s hair and pressed a gentle kiss above his ear. “I don’t know.” He whispered. “I never lost a wife and child. I think only you could say if it’s too soon. Does it feel too soon to you?”

Zemo took in a deep breath and shook his head, he didn’t feel guilty about being with Darcy and James. To a degree it felt right. Like he belonged with them. To them.

“You should sleep.” James whispered as he guided Zemo to the bed. “You can apologise to Darcy in the morning.”

He nodded against him as he let James guide him towards the bed. “Do you think she prefers gold or silver?”

James gave a tight smile as he sat Zemo on the bed. “I think she’d prefer your words to jewelry.”

“I’ll give her both.” He said with a nod before James left.

***

Darcy awoke to a gentle knock on her door, she quickly checked the time before pulling herself out of bed and pulling on her silk dressing gown. She opened the door to Zemo carrying a breakfast tray.

“Come in then.” She said as she turned back into the room. She straightened out the quilt cover as Zemo placed the tray on the small breakfast table.

“I would like to apologise.” He said. “I was crude and I lashed out. I shall endeavour not to do so again.”

She hummed as she looked at the tray, she raised an eyebrow at the small jewelry box on the tray as she picked it up and opened it. “You can’t buy my forgiveness.” She said as she looked at the purple opal on a golden chain.

“I would not expect to be able to.” He whispered as he plucked the necklace from the box and came up behind her. She hesitated for a second before pulling her hair to the side. “I was brought up to always present a woman with a gift to express your sincerity whether it be an apology or something else. I am truly sorry for how I behaved last night.”

Darcy looked down as she fiddled with the gem once he’d fastened it around her neck before she looked over her shoulder at him. “Are you though?”

“With my entire being.” He said softly as he pressed a kiss to the clasp of the necklace. “You know what happened with my wife and son, yes?”

She nodded. “There was a hit.”

He froze, he didn’t suspect anyone outside of EKO Scorpion knew. “How did you know?”

“Natasha. She already had dossiers on all the leaders who’d be involved in the accords. When you started being more involved she did a deep dive and found the crash wasn’t an accident. For what it’s worth I’m sorry you lost your wife and child.”

“Thank you.” He whispered hoarsely, his voice cracking as he did so.

Darcy turned around and reached up to cup his cheek. “Come on.” She said softly as her thumb caressed his cheekbone. “Let’s have breakfast.”

He nodded and pressed a kiss to her palm before pulling her chair out for her. He should add a third chair to all their suites, just in case he mused to himself.

***

“Did he pull his head out of his ass?” Wanda asked as she unceremoniously entered Darcy’s room again an hour after Zemo had left and she’d dressed.

“He apologised if that’s what you're asking.” She said as she eyed the teenager. “How’d you know he’d shoved his head up his ass?”

Wanda cackled and threw her head back. “He’s a man they tend to do that.” She said with a smirk. “Besides me and my brother had a conversation with him not long after you and James retreated.”

Darcy gave her a tight smile. “Thank you then, I think.”

“It’s no trouble.” She replied with her own looser smile. “It has been nice to see him and James so much more relaxed. I can only hope they make you as happy as it seems you’ve made them.”

She nodded as she played with the necklace, dragging the gem across the chain. “What was said?”

“Nothing that Zemo won’t tell you soon.” She said with a cheeky smile. “Now come on he wants to treat you some more, the tailor has arrived.”

“God damn rich people.” Darcy groaned as she shut her laptop and followed Wanda out of the room.

Chapter Text

“You don’t have to keep buying me things you know?” Darcy said as she entered Zemo’s office.

He just smirked at her from behind his desk. “I know I don’t have to. I want to. Besides I thought I’d treat you to a visit to the opera tonight?”

“The opera?” She asked as she let the tailor guide her to the pedestal, James was keeping a careful eye on the tailor as they helped her onto the pedestal.

“Well I suppose Opera might be a tad generous. The Sokovian National Music School is having it’s end of year showcase. Talented young musicians classically trained showcasing the skills they’ve learnt. It’s the first year since funding to the arts was restored to its full potential.”

Darcy worried her lip as the tailor took measurements. “Natasha still hasn’t got back to me.”

“If you were a target she would’ve informed you.” He replied.

“Natalia wouldn’t have left you uninformed if you were in danger.” James added, Darcy took a deep breath and nodded while Zemo looked at him calculatingly as he made a note on a piece of paper.

“Do you gentlemen need suits as well? And the twins? We can’t forget about the delightful twins.” The tailor said as they pulled out a series of colour swatches to hold against Darcy’s cheek.

“The twins will be their in their body guard capacity, James however do you have the velvet tux ready?” Zemo asked.

The tailor nodded. “It is ready. I’ll have little Seb bring it over for you this afternoon.”

“Good.” He replied with a nod. “It will compliment my deep purple one and whatever we dress Miss Lewis in.”

Darcy narrowed her eyes at him. “I’ve been to arts showcases before. We weren’t in tux’s and evening gowns.”

“This is europe.” Zemo quipped.

“And he’s dramatic.” James joked with a roll of his eyes.

***

“You look beautiful.” James whispered to Darcy as he kissed her cheek. The velvet tuxedo Zemo had put him in was a dark blue almost black, not too dissimilar from Zemo’s own tux which was a deep purple that was also almost black.

“Thank you.” Darcy said as she tucked some of her hair behind her ear. Zemo had soon presented her with a set of matching earrings to go with the apology necklace as she’d taken to calling it, the studs were subtle but a matching set of purple opal’s. 

“I must say my taste is exquisite.” Zemo said with a grin as he took her hand and laid a gentle kiss on the back, she huffed and rolled her eyes at him despite her smile. He’d put her in velvet as well, an off the shoulder sweetheart neckline dress in a deep red that was almost black much like his and James’ suits. She could sense a theme.

“I like it.” James muttered as he looked down at her body to the slit that came to mid thigh on her dress.

Zemo smirked as he offered his arm to Darcy, she shook her head gently before linking his arm. Arriving at the theatre she was slightly shocked, she’d half thought that Zemo was being extravagant dressing them all up but it seemed everyone there was dressed up to some degree. Camera’s flashed as Zemo held her hand as she exited the car, people shouting at him for his attention.

“Would you like to join me?” He asked her as he caught the attention of a porter stood to the side of the press area.

“Erm sure.” She agreed.

“I’ll be right behind you Doll.” James said softly as he faded into the background as Zemo guided them over to the press area.

He waved and offered polite nods to the gathered press before settling next to the porter and the excited young reporter the was stood with her.

“This is Lauren Mathis.” The porter introduced the excited young girl. “She’s the chief of features for The National School of Music’s student paper.”

“Thank you.” Zemo said with a nod to the porter as she stepped back before turning his attention to Lauren. “Miss Mathis, a pleasure to meet you.”

“Thank you so much Mr Prime Minister sir.” She said excitedly, Darcy smiled softly as she watched the girl bouncing on her toes.

“Please call me Zemo.” He said, making the young girl giggle. “And allow me to introduce my guest for tonight.” He started as he turned his attention to Darcy. “This is Miss Darcy Lewis, she’s the political liaison of the Avengers Initiative.”

“Oh my god.” Lauren whispered, her eyes blown wide as she stared at her.

“Hi.” Darcy said awkwardly.

“Shall we commence?” He asked. Lauren shook herself and turned serious as she turned to her notes.

“Prime Minister Zemo, after running Hydra from the country one of the first things you did was return funding to the arts. Why prioritise the Arts over things like infrastructure?”

“An excellent question.” He said with a grin. “I’ve always found art to be a balm to the soul, whether it be music like here tonight. Sculpture and paintings. Or even media and TV. Infrastructure was still a priority; it was just something that takes far longer than the art world to see the results of. Already the number of international students to our arts programs has at least doubled or in the case of the music school quadrupled. We’ve started attracting many talented people to our country just in the past 6 months. I can only hope as more funding options open up we can attract even more talented people to the country.”

Lauren nodded along as she jotted down his words in shorthand. “Is Miss Lewis one of those talented people?”

Zemo chuckled and looked at Darcy who was standing there slightly awkwardly before she shook herself to answer. “Unfortunately I’m deep in writing the new Avengers Accords. I’m sure given time though your Prime Minister might be able to tempt me.”

“I can only hope.” He said with a grin.

“Speaking of the Avengers Accords.” Lauren started as she flipped the page. “What are your personal hopes for them, Miss Lewis?”

“That’s a hard question.” She said to give herself a moment. “I suppose my main goal for them is for them to be accepted by the majority of people and for them to be effective in allowing the Avengers to do their job while also protecting individual countries borders and their citizens.”

Lauren nodded vigorously. “Thank you so much Prime Minister, Miss Lewis. Can I get a picture for the paper as well?” She asked as she held up the camera.

“Of course Miss Mathis.” Zemo said as he had them both take a step back. They stood together, angled slightly towards each other as they faced Lauren and her camera. “Are you okay?” He asked her softly.

Darcy nodded and smiled at him. “It was actually my first interview since becoming the political liaison.”

“We started you off easy then?” He asked with a grin.

“Oh gods no.” She said with a giggle. “That girl could be a right shark and investigative journalist if she wants to.”

“We’ll have to keep her sweet then.” He said with a wink as they looked back to the camera.

“Thank you so much again.” Lauren said. “I’ll send all the photos to your office if you like.”

“Please do.” Zemo said with a bright smile and a nod before he led Darcy towards the entrance as they ignored the rest of the reporters. 

***

They were greeted by the head of the school and the director of the theatre as soon as they entered before they were guided to their box. James followed behind Darcy and Zemo just a fraction too close for a bodyguard, Wanda and Pietro followed them at a distance before settling outside the door to the box.

“We’re so glad you were able to attend.” The head of the school said as they waited for the lights to go down.

“As are we.” Zemo agreed with a polite smile as a musical note rang out and the lights dipped.

***

“We have an hour for informal socialising.” Wanda said as she fell into step besides Darcy and Zemo as they left the theatre box. “Then there’ll be pictures for the school. Are you wanting to approve the ones for print?”

“James can.” Zemo said with a nod. “I trust him to pick out some of the best.”

James gave him a slight smile as he took a subtle step closer to Zemo. He’d followed more on Darcy’s side since she was the more vulnerable of the pair, she had less training but he wanted Zemo to know that he appreciated the faith.

“Are you ready?” Zemo asked Darcy as they approached the doors to the main lobby where they’d socialise with the students and their parents.

“As I’ll ever be.” She said just as the doors opened.

Some parents eagerly snapped pictures on their camera phones while others whispered to their children whether they’re from the junior choir or in their bachelor studies. Zemo smiled as he watched the parents with their children, it broke his heart that he would attend events like this with his son. He looked to Darcy as she squeezed his arm, his eyes flickered briefly to James when he felt his fingers touch his back. His lips twitched as he looked back to the crowd.

“This way first.” Wanda whispered as she guided them to the side of the room and a girl not to far from her own age. “This is Elana Karkoff. She was the solo violinist towards the end of the showcase.”

“Very excellent Miss Karkoff.” Zemo said as he offered her his hand. She giggled nervously as she bowed her head and curtsied slightly. 

“Thank you Baron Zemo.” She said shyly.

“It’s Prime Minister now.” He replied with a smirk.

She giggled again. “I think my Granma would have my hide if I called you anything other than Baron.”

He smiled and nodded. “We can’t upset Granma, I know my own would certainly have words if I addressed someone improperly.”

Wanda nodded and led them to someone else. “Sebastian Murkel.” She said as she introduced a young boy no older that 12. “One of the junior Pianists. His set was towards the beginning of the show.”

“Hi.” Sebastian said quietly as he leaned back against his mother.

“Thank you so much.” His mother said as she rest her hands on her son’s shoulders. “My Sebastian was learning by himself on the church piano where I cleaned. The funding you put into the arts allowed him to get a scholarship and learn from the best.”

“I’m glad.” Zemo said with a gentle smile as he took the mothers hand.

“THANK YOU MR ZEMO!” The little boy shouted at the top of his voice before blushing and ducking behind his mother.

Zemo smiled and chuckled with the boys mother before Wanda led them off again.

“So how much funding did you put into the arts?” Darcy asked before the next group.

Zemo smirked and spoke with the next student before answering her question. “A lot.”

“Probably too much.” James whispered into her ear, he smirked as he watched the goosebumps rise on her neck. “But he’s not wrong with what he said earlier to Lauren. There’s been a massive turn around in the country since the funding. He’s actually been able to use some returns on infrastructure and the more practical stuff.”

“Are you saying Art isn’t practical?” Zemo asked as they pulled away from the group.

James hummed and smirked. “Maybe.”

“I suppose I shall have to show you how art can be practical.” He replied with a smirk.

Darcy raised her eyebrow at the pair. “Why do I feel like this is foreplay?”

Zemo just smirked at her.

***

Prime Minister Zemo: The National School of Music Showcase

By Lauren Mathis

The end of year Music showcase is one of the biggest events on our schools calendar any year but this year was extra special.

Instead of one of the school lecture halls our students graced the stage of our country's National Theatre and was attended by Prime Minister Baron Helmut Zemo and Avenger Political Liaison Darcy Lewis.

[Image of Zemo and Darcy smiling at the camera on the red carpet into the theatre. Zemo’s hand is settled on her waist, one of Darcy’s hand is resting on his chest while the other seems to be settled on his back.]

It truly was the event of the season with students and their guests encouraged to dress to the nines.

[A slide show of pictures showing students and their parents dressed up. Some pictures are taken in the lobby of the theatre, some on the stage and some on the red carpet. Most are mobile phone pictures though a few seem to be taken by the event's official photographer.]

When asked about why he prioritised investment in the arts over investment in infrastructure Prime Minister Zemo had this to say:

“I’ve always found art to be a balm to the soul, whether it be music like here tonight. Sculpture and paintings. Or even media and TV. Infrastructure was still a priority; it was just something that takes far longer than the art world to see the results of. Already the number of international students to our arts programs has at least doubled or in the case of the music school quadrupled. We’ve started attracting many talented people to our country just in the past 6 months. I can only hope as more funding options open up we can attract even more talented people to the country.”

Prime Minister Zemo is the only current political leader in the world to have approval numbers in their own country to be over 50% in recent memory.

Political students in The Sokovian National Institute of Science predict that given his current stances and that of the world his positive trend will only continue.

[Group image of Zemo and Darcy stood with all the students, everyone is smiling brightly.]

Chapter Text

Darcy smiled against James’ lips as he backed her into Zemo’s room, his ungloved hands roaming over her hips and pulling her closer. Zemo fisted his hand in James’ hair and pulled him into a kiss, Darcy’s breath hitched as she watched them kiss. She pressed her legs together as she watched Zemo slip his tongue into James’ mouth. James groaned into the kiss and pulled Darcy closer to him, she felt his cock twitch against her. Zemo pressed himself against James’ hip while his hand wrapped around Darcy’s waist and slipped down to grip her ass.

Darcy leaned up to kiss along James’ jaw as she pushed both their jackets off their shoulders, Zemo let go of James’ hair and Darcy’s ass to drop his jacket to the floor. He further pulled off James’ jacket while he kept kissing him, James let his hands fall from Darcy’s waist to let the jacket fall to the floor. Darcy tugged off James bow tie so she could unbutton his shirt and kiss down his neck, James gasped into his kiss with Zemo as Darcy nipped and sucked at his neck.

Zemo smiled against his lips as he reached down between James and Darcy to undo James’ pants, he wrapped his hand around James’ cock as he started jerking him off slowly. James groaned into the kiss before gasping and letting his head fall back, Zemo smirked at him and kissed down his jaw. James shivered as both his lovers kissed and bit at his neck while Zemo jerked him off, he whimpered and reached for her as Darcy stepped away.

“I don’t want to make a mess of my dress.” She whispered as she turned her back to the men and pulled her hair to the side. “Can one of you get the zip please?”

James nodded and stepped forward, he kissed Darcy’s neck as he pulled down the zip. Zemo letting him go so he could take off his own tie and shirt as he watched Darcy throw her head back onto James’ shoulder as he slowly unzipped her dress, he threw his shirt and tie to the side as he stepped in front of Darcy. He smirked at James as he started to pull Darcy’s dress down, he licked his lips as Darcy’s breasts were revealed as the dress pooled around her feet. He let his hands link with James’ on her hips as he moved to kiss the other side of Darcy’s neck.

She whimpered and shivered between them as they both bit down on her neck. She reached her hands up to fist in both their hair and pulled them both closer. Zemo reached down with one of his hands to hitch her leg up around his hip, she moaned as he pressed his cock against her. James groaned as he ass pressed against his cock, his metal hand ripped her underwear off making her gasp.

“I’m going to be constantly buying new underwear because of you both.” Darcy groaned as James slid his hand over her ass.

“I’m a Baron.” Zemo whispered against her neck as he kissed the mark he’d left on her neck. “I can afford to make sure my Consorts to be properly outfitted.”

“I didn’t think Baron’s had Consorts.” James whispered as he kissed up Darcy’s neck to her jaw.

Zemo chuckled and kissed James on the lips before nuzzling Darcy’s neck again. “But Kings do.”

Darcy huffed and pulled him closer with her leg, she felt James’ metal hand slep between them to spread across her stomach. “I didn’t think Prime Ministers were referred to as King.”

“Some Sokovian’s.” James started as he let his metal hand slide between Darcy and Zemo. “Have taken to referring to him as The Baron King. His noble blood and the good he’s done for the people has endeared him to them.”

“I don’t need the ego stroke, James.” Zemo muttered.

“I can think of a stroke you might need.” Darcy joked as she let her hands fall to Zemo’s waistband and started to undo his fly.

Zemo’s scoff trailed off into a choking sound as Darcy wrapped her hand around his cock. He groaned into her neck as she jerked him off, he slipped the hand that had been gripping her leg to between her legs. She whimpered as James’ hand spread her so Zemo could slip two fingers straight into her.

“So deliciously wet.” He whispered against her jaw as he thrust his fingers inside of her. She gasped and tilted her head back against James’ shoulder, Zemo kissed at the base of her neck as James smirked against her cheek. “I’m sure we wouldn’t need to stretch you to fuck you.” He hissed.

Darcy whimpered and canted her hips towards him, thrusting his fingers deeper into her. James took her lips in a kiss as Zemo watched them, Zemo smirked as he watched them kiss as he crooked his fingers inside of her making her gasp against James’ lips. Taking the opening James pushed his tongue into her mouth. Zemo swore to himself as he withdrew his fingers from her so he could push his trousers down. He nipped at the swell of her breast as he rubbed the head of his cock against her clit.

She whined as he rubbed against her, she tried to jerk her hips towards him but James’ metal arm kept her in place. “Please?” She begged against James’ lips.

“Please what?” Zemo asked as he kept teasing her.

She moaned against James lips before pulling away from the kiss and leaning her head back against his shoulder. James smirked and moved to kiss her neck again. “Fuck me. Please. I want…” She gasped as she clawed at Zemo’s shoulder.

He hissed as he felt her nails tear into his skin. “So desperate.” He whispered as he teased her cunt with his cock. “James.”

James’ eyes opened and he glanced at Zemo, he shifted his metal hand from spreading her open to grip her thigh and hold her up against his chest. She gasped as he lifted her, her gasp gave way to a moan as Zemo thrust slowly inside of her. She whimpered as James’ metal hand bit into her thigh, his flesh had rest under her other thigh taking all her weight so Zemo could fuck into her.

“So good.” Zemo whispered as he lent forwards to take James’ mouth in a deep kiss. “The both of you. So good for me.” He said. Darcy groaned and turned to join James and Zemo in a messy three way kiss that was all teeth and tongues. Zemo groaned into the kiss as he came deep inside of her. He pulled out of her and sat himself down on the bed, he tilted his head and smiled softly at the sight of James holding her against his chest her legs still spread and displaying her leaking cunt to him as her and James kissed deeply.

James broke from the kiss and set her on the bed, her face pressed against the mattress as she was up on her knees displaying her ass to him. Zemo smirked and ran his hand over the marks on her thigh from James’ metal hand, he reached for James’ hip and pulled him closer to Darcy. James looked at him for a second before pushing down his trousers and pressing his cock into her.

Darcy mewled as she was filled again, she felt Zemo squeeze her as before the bed dipped. Her eyes fluttered open and met the eyes of a grinning Zemo, she gasped and screwed her eyes shut as James thrust harshly into her pushing her further against the bed. She felt Zemo fist a hand in her hair before he brought her into a kiss, nipping at her bottom lip before forcing his tongue into her mouth. She moaned into the kiss.

James groaned as he watched them kiss, he reached between her legs to edge her to orgasm as he spilled himself inside her. He could feel their come leaking out of her, making her clit slick as he circled it with his fingers. James examined Zemo’s body as he fucked Darcy, they were so different. James was all hard lines and sculpted muscles because of the serum whereas Zemo’s had a layer of softness to it, he hadn’t made a habit of examining Zemo’s body before but now he couldn’t help himself. He wanted to kiss and lick every inch of Zemo’s body, of Darcy’s body, together and apart.

Darcy gasped and quaked as she came apart on James’ cock, her legs gave out under her but James kept her up and kept fucking into her. She whimpered as he kept fucking her and playing with her clit, she gasped as Zemo reach under her and play with her nipples. She felt tears forming in her eyes as her next orgasm approached, she cried out into Zemo’s mouth as she came apart again.

James pulled out of her slowly.

“A beautiful mess.” Zemo noted as he pulled away from the kiss. James nodded, his eyes fixed as their combined cum leaked out of her cunt. Zemo held his hand out to James. “Come here.” He whispered.

James nodded again and took Zemo’s hand. Zemo took his hand and pulled him down on top of him, James gasped as he felt Zemo’s hard again cock brush against his own as he settled between his legs. James met Zemo’s lips in a slow and gentle kiss, the bed shook slightly as Darcy fell to her side so she could touch them both. She pressed her body against Zemo’s side as she stoked James’ side.

Zemo groaned as James ground himself against him, he hitched his leg up around James’ hip so he could pull him closer. James’ gasped into the kiss as he was brought closer to Zemo, he felt Darcy’s hand brush against his side as he brought his hand down to grip Zemo’s ass and pull him closer. Zemo groaned and arched against him before breaking the kiss, James kissed down the side of his neck.

“Right hand draw.” He gasped out. Darcy pulled away from them both and smiled as she saw the bottle of lube, she pulled it out of the draw and put it on the bed next to Zemo’s head. “Thank you.” He whispered.

Darcy pressed a kiss to Zemo’s shoulders and the scratches she left as she settled back on the bed against their sides. James nipped up Zemo’s neck and pressed another kiss to his lips before pulling away, he looked to the lube then back to Zemo.

Zemo smirked at him and groped for the lube before pressing it into James’ hand. James looked at him curiously before starting to pull away, Zemo shook his head making James pause.

“Me.” Zemo whispered. “Fuck me.”

James hesitated for a second before diving in for another deep kiss, Zemo squeaked for a second as James pressed him deep into the mattress. James popped off the lid to the lube and squirted some out onto his fingers, he brought his lubed fingers down to between Zemo’s ass cheeks. He toyed with his hole for a second before pressing his finger into him, Zemo mewled and arched off the bed as James’ finger pressed into him.

Darcy smiled as she watched Zemo’s face twist in pleasure as James moved to kiss down his neck, giving her a better view of their lovers face. She reached across his chest and moved to kiss at his neck, she whimpered as he pressed a finger between her legs. She looked up to his smirking face that soon gave way to a gasp as James pressed another finger into him, she smirked at him as he threw his head back in pleasure.

James smirked against Zemo’s neck as he whimpered and exposed his neck further. He crooked his fingers inside him against his prostate making him gasp. James bit hard at Zemo’s neck leaving a mark as he thrust his fingers into him, he felt Darcy’s hand moving between them to grip their cocks. He groaned as she jerked them together. He pulled back slightly and out of Darcy’s grip and nestled his cock between Zemo’s cheeks.

Zemo whined as James pulled his fingers out of him and Darcy swiped her thumb across the head of his cock, he tilted his face to the side and met Darcy’s lips in a desperate kiss. He gasped and moaned deeply into the kiss as James thrust his cock into him. 

“Ah.” He gasped, screwing his eyes shut as James thrust into him.

James smiled as he leaned forward and kissed Zemo’s jaw as he thrust into him, he could feel Zemo’s cock leaking as they fucked. Zemo’s hands dug into his biceps desperately as James chased his own orgasm and Darcy jerked him off. Zemo gasped as he felt James press against his prostate with his cock. Zemo whined as he felt his cum spill across his stomach and chest. James cursed as Zemo came and his ass clenched around him drawing out his own orgasm.

“That was hot.” Darcy whispered as she kissed both their cheeks.

Zemo moaned in agreement and tilted his face towards her. Darcy smiled as leaned across to kiss him sweetly, James smiled as he pulled out of Zemo making him gasp into the kiss with Darcy. Darcy gasped as she felt Zemo’s fingers crooked inside of her, he’d just let his fingers rest inside of her as James fucked him senseless.

James smiled and rolled to the other side of Zemo and pulled him into his chest. Zemo hummed in contentment as James held him and Darcy snuggled into his side, he smirked as Darcy threw her leg over his waist with his fingers still inside her.

Chapter Text

Darcy woke up to the feeling of Zemo’s fingers inside of her still but now thrusting with purpose, she groaned and shuffled closer to him and hitched her leg further up on his hip.

“Where’s James?” She asked when she noticed James wasn't on the other side of Zemo.

“Shower.” He said as he crooked his finger inside her.

She groaned as she pressed her face into his shoulder.

“How do you feel?” He asked as he teased her.

She whimpered and flexed her hand on his chest. “Sensitive and sticky.”

He hummed and smirked as he pulled her into a kiss, she sighed into the kiss and reached up to cup his jaw. “Shall I stop then?” He asked, his fingers stilling inside her.

“Don’t you dare.” She hissed against his lips.

“As you wish.” He whispered against her lips as he pulled her on top of him. She moaned as his fingers pressed deeper into her before he pulled them out and dragged his damp fingers across her clit.

She shuddered as his fingers dragged against her skin before he took her hips in hand and guided her onto his cock. She whimpered as he filled her again, she was so wet since he’d barely stopped fingering her and from their cum. She rest her hands on his stomach to keep herself steady.

“So beautiful.” He whispered as he looked up at her with hooded eyes, the way she had her arms made her breast press together in a way that made him want to bite them. Her neck was already covered in marks from him and James, but he still wanted to claim her more. The purple opal necklace did an excellent job of marking her as theirs.

He looked to her wrists as the pressed close together while she used her hands to balance herself, he let one of his hands slip from her hip to take her wrist in his hands. Her eyes fluttered open as she felt his hand enclose her wrists.

He smirked up at her. “Would you like to be tied up?” He asked, his smirk widened as her hips stuttered and he felt her clench around him. “You like that idea.” He whispered as he thrust harder into her. “Is it the idea that we could fuck and use you in anyway we wanted? Do you want to be at our mercy so thoroughly with no way to resist?”

She whimpered as he punctuated each question with a thrust, she was so sensitive since before Zemo it had been a few months since she’d had anyone take her to bed with any sense of regularity. Nevermind the force of the fucking she was recieving from both him and James. Ian hadn’t been nearly as attentive, she generally only came once with him whereas with James and Zemo she’d come at least twice. She was pretty sure she’d come at least three times with them at a minimum.

“Answer me Miss Lewis.” He called as he tightened his grip on her wrists.

She gasped and screwed her eyes shut, she could feel tears forming again  as her orgasms slowly built again. “Yes.” 

“Yes what Miss Lewis?” He asked, his nails digging into her wrists.

She whimpered and looked down at him. “Yes I want to be tied up.”

“Good girl.” Zemo whispered as he let go of her wrist, his fingers reaching for her clit as he picked up his pace to chase his own orgasm as he pushed her to hers. She cried out as she came hard around his cock, pushing him over to his own orgasm. He pushed roughly into her as he came inside her.

James smiled at the pair as he stepped out of the bathroom, towel around his waist and hair wet since he’d just left the shower. He came up behind Darcy and caught her as she slumped back. “Lets get you cleaned up.” He whispered as he pulled her off Zemo.

Zemo’s breath caught in his throat as he saw his cum leaking out of her glistening cunt, a thread of cum connecting them till James’ wrist broke through it as he picked her up bridal style and carried her to the en suite.

Once James had got her to the bathroom he set Darcy down on the counter while he switched the shower back on and checked the temperature. He helped her take off her earrings and necklace and placed them into the small jewelry dish to the side of the sink before picking her up again. He dropped his towel before he stepped into the shower with her.

Darcy gasped as the water washed over her, she blinked some water away and looked at James. “I can wash myself.”

“You sure?” He asked as he let go of her, she wobbled slightly and leant back against the wall with a defiant look as he smirked at her. “Let me help you.”

She wrinkled her nose. “But it’s gross.”

“It’s you and Zemo.” James corrected as he pulled the shower head down and gripped one of her legs and rest it against the side of the tub. “I don’t find it gross.” He whispered as he fell to his knees.

She cried out and hit her head against the wall as he tongued her cunt, she was so raw and sensitive but it felt so good to have him lick her clean. She came with a whimper as a gentle orgasm washed over her sensitive skin. He smiled up at her from between her legs, she reached down to cup his cheek and pulled him back to his feet. He went willingly and crowded her against the wall as he pressed his lips to hers in a deep kiss, she moaned as she tasted all three of them on his tongue.

“Let me.” She whispered as she reached for his cock.

He shook his head and pushed her hand to the side. “I like giving without you giving back.” He whispered as he angled the shower head to rinse her cunt of anything he missed. “Besides, it was enough to get me off already.”

Darcy’s lips formed a silent O as he finished cleaning her and shut off the shower. He wrapped her in a towel and carried her back into the bedroom, Zemo had changed the sheets to something less sweat and come soaked. He set damp Darcy onto the bed before grabbing Zemo’s hand and pulling him into the bathroom.

“Enjoy yourself, soldier?” Zemo asked as the door shut behind him.

James nodded and switched the shower back on. “Before the war I’d taken out a few girls who were a bit fast and loose. I’d go down on them first.”

“It’s only polite.” Zemo agreed with a grin as he stepped into the shower, James following him under the spray.

“Have them come all over my face.” He said as he pressed Zemo against the wall. “Then they’d go down on me and I’d embarrass myself. Spilling myself when they’d barely touched me.” Zemo’s breath hitched as James’ hand closed around both their cocks. “Suppose that blasted serum is a gift in some twisted way. Made it so I can come and stay hard for hours.”

Zemo moaned as James jerked them off together. “I suppose one day we should test it, see exactly how long you can keep going. Do you think me and Miss Lewis will be enough?”

James nodded against his jaw, both their cocks twitching against each other as they leaked precum over their hands and stomachs. “Don’t want to share you with anyone else but Darcy.” He gasped out.

“As you wish.” Zemo groaned as he brought his hand up to fist in James’ hair. He pulled him into a kiss that James moaned into and picked up the pace with his hand, Zemo gasped as they both came quickly.

James quickly helped them rinse off before pulling him out of the shower and wrapping him in a towel before guiding him back into the bedroom to Darcy.

Darcy smirked from where she’d settled herself under the covers, she threw both corners to the side and beckoned them both over.

***

Steve glared at his phone as he looked at the article featuring Miss Lewis and Prime Minister Zemo, it was from a gossip magazine. The photo they used was credited to a student and had her and the Prime Minister standing rather closely, his arm around her waist and her’s resting on his chest. The article was speculating as to the nature of their relationship. 

Was the Prime Minister showing her his country and the effects Hydra had on it? 

Was he attempting to seduce her and make the accords better for Sokovia?

Were they sleeping together?

All Steve knew is he didn’t trust him. Natasha and Clint were the only people he trusted with Zemo’s kind of kill count and skill set. He thought Natasha should’ve sent Darcy back to America with Clint rather than shipping her off with the Sokovian. 

“You glare any harder you’ll break it, Rogers.” Natasha said from across the table. Him and Sam were having room service in her room for breakfast. He hadn’t found anything when he stormed out of the security room the other day and Natasha and Sam found just as much on the security tapes. He’d figured out where the cameras were and managed to dodge them, they couldn’t even track him by the suit he was wearing since so many people were wearing suits and the cameras didn’t pick out the finer details.

“You send Miss Lewis off for a weekend of fun?” He accused.

Sam sighed and leaned back in his chair as he placed his fork down.

“So what if I did?” Natasha asked with a shrug. “The girl deserves it and besides Zemo checks out. If Barnes is still under Hydra control he’ll have him down in a heartbeat and Darcy will be fine.”

“We don’t want him down, Romanoff.”

She glared across the table at him. “If he’s still under Hydra control it would be a blessing to him. I’ve come from the Red Room, an offshoot of Hydra. What they did to me and the other girls will pale in comparison to what they’ll have done to him. I still have nightmares. Atonement is the only thing that stops me from putting myself down.” Sam looked to her with concern. “His experience might be so bad that he thinks putting himself down would be his atonement if he broke the conditioning.”

“Screw you, Romanoff.” Steve hissed as he stood and left.

“Can’t handle the truth can you? That’s oh so American of you.” She called after him as he left.

“You want to talk about it?” Sam asked after a few moments of silence. 

She raised an eyebrow at him.

“Nope. Got it.” Sam said with a tight smile before he looked back down at his breakfast. “Never bring that up again. Nope.”

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Wanda frowned as she looked at the file Ivan had brought from the Hydra facility, she remembered ball tests. The excitement and confusion of the scientists as she found the ball under the cup it wasn’t supposed to be in, it was before she’d come into the mind reading aspect of her power.

Now that she thought of it deeper she supposed the probability manipulation had something to do with her telepathy and telekinesis. She’d overheard some of the testers suggesting she had telepathic abilities during the early testing, that was soon disregarded when she made a ball appear when there was one. Her mind reading abilities came in a few weeks later.

She was happy though. To know that the probability manipulation saved her and her brother. It made sense as well, you’d expect them to have similar powers or at least similar levels of power. If her only true power was the probability manipulation she’d still be on a vastly different level to her brother who was simply fast.

And it made sense that his power would be super speed if Wanda had gifted it to him. He was always so much faster than her even though they were twins and the quickness with which he picked up new skills and moved to the next one was extraordinary. It made sense that she’d amplify that aspect of Pietro.

She’d discuss with James if he thought it wise for her to explore her powers or if it was safer to let them lie.

***

James felt tears brimming in his eyes as he caught sight of Darcy’s thigh as she slept on top of him, her arm reaching out to hold Zemo to her. He could clearly see bruises and welts where his metal hand had pinched her, he could even make out some scabs. He lifted her as gently as he could with his flesh hand as he slipped out from under her. As soon as he was free from her grip she cuddled into Zemo, as she should. 

He screwed his eyes shut as he looked at the couple on the bed, he felt tears start to fall as he turned away from the bed and pulled his pants back on and gathered his clothes in his arms. He shot one last sad look at the bed before pulling the bedroom door open.

“Where are you going?” Darcy asked quietly as she sat up slightly.

James paused at the open door, the light from the hall illuminating the bed.

“Come back to bed James.” Zemo instructed as he rest on his elbow.

James shook his head no and screwed his eyes shut.

“James.” Zemo whispered as he slipped out of bed and pulled the clothes out of his hands and shutting the door closed. He threw the pile of clothes to the side. “What’s wrong James?”

“I hurt her.” He muttered under his breath.

“You hurt Darcy?” Zemo asked confused as he looked to Darcy.

She frowned and ran her hand across her neck before she threw the covers off. She noticed the bruises on her thigh and rand her fingers across the marks. They must’ve developed after the shower.

“See.” James whispered as he watched Darcy ghost her fingers across the bruises.

Darcy shook her head. “I didn’t feel it.” She said as she looked up to James. “And I don’t mind it. People have left worse marks that I got from less enjoyable sex any way.”

James growled low in his chest at the thought of other people leaving marks on Darcy’s skin.

Zemo cupped James’ cheek to make him look at him, James’ gaze softened but there was still the undercurrent of anxiety. “You’re worried your super strength hurt her?” He asked quietly to which James nodded. “Don’t be. With my wife I left marks not too dissimilar to those you left on Miss Lewis. It is not abnormal to leave marks like that on your lover's skin.” 

“But I could do worse than that.” He whispered as he looked down.

“But you didn’t.” Zemo whispered. “You have far more control than you give yourself credit for.”

“Please.” Darcy whispered, her voice thick with tears at the thought of James leaving thinking he hurt her. “Come back to bed.”

James looked to her and nodded as Zemo led him back to the bed. Darcy got up on her knees and pulled him into a kiss once he was close enough, he sighed into the kiss as Zemo pushed his pants down and guided him onto the bed. Darcy fisted her hands at his shoulders as she pulled him down to her, he wrapped his flesh arm around her waist as he guided her back against the mattress. Zemo laid on the bed next to them, his hand resting on his metal bicep.

“You should be scared of me.” James whispered against her lips.

“You’ve not given me a reason to be.” She whispered as she hitched her legs around his waist.

“I could.”

“But you won’t.” Zemo whispered, his hand slipping up his shoulder to tangle in his hair. “You want to protect her. To keep her close. To keep her close. Scaring her away wouldn’t work.”

“Damn straight.” Darcy whispered, her hand slipping down to curl around his metal arm.

James huffed a half hearted laugh against her lips and he buried his face in her neck as he fought back tears. He felt loved. He couldn’t remember feeling loved.

“Lets sleep.” Zemo whispered as he pulled on James’ side to settle between them. “We can talk more in the morning if you need to.” James nodded as he settled between Zemo and Darcy. Darcy settled herself on his chest again, pressing her nose against his neck as she laid atop him her leg crossing his hips to rest against Zemo. Zemo snuggled into James’ other side his head resting on James’ shoulder as he tangled their legs together. 

James fought back tears as he was surrounded by them.

It was the most human he felt since before.

***

“How’s Sokovia?” Natasha asked Darcy as they video chatted.

“Pretty good.” Darcy replied with a smirk.

“I should say so.” She said with a grin. “That deep red dress wasn’t one I picked out. And you’re wearing the same kind necklace. What is that? Amethyst?”

“Purple opal.” Darcy replied with her own grin as she played with the gem. “And you’re right. Zemo picked it out.”

“It looks good on you.” Darcy blushed and looked down. “Just like them hickeys.”

“Natasha.” She shrieked.

“Hey I get it.” Natasha said with a wave of her hand. “I just hope you’re marking him up just as much.”

“Them.” Darcy whispered shyly.

“Them?”

Darcy nodded and nippled at her lip. “Zemo and his bodyguard, James. The sex is great.”

“At the same time or…” She trailed off.

Darcy grinned at her. “At the same time.”

Natasha let out a low whistle. “Do they…” She held her index finger and middle finger up a short way away from her face.

“So much.” Darcy groaned as she tilted her head back. “I don’t think I’ve cum this much ever, even solo.” She whispered blushing as she realised she was bragging to the Black Widow about her sex life.

“Don’t mind me.” Natasha said with a grin as she rest her chin in her hand. “Give me details.”

“Uh uh.” She muttered with a shake of her head. “I’ve already said too much. How’s things in Germany anyway? You get your guy?”

Natasha frowned and shook her head. “He’s in the wind if he was ever here. It could’ve just been paranoia.”

“Moody always says it’s not paranoia if someone’s actually out to get you.” Natasha rolled her eyes at the Harry Potter reference. “Who did you think it was anyway?”

Natasha debated for a second before telling Darcy anyway, she wouldn’t give too many details anyway. “The Winter Soldier. Hydra assassin. Or ex-Hydra. We’re not sure yet.”

Darcy nodded. She remembered a mention of him during the fall of Hydra, she’d look into it after the call finished. “Should I ask Zemo to put feelers out?”

“I’d rather he keep his attention on protecting you.”

“Awww you’re so sweet.”

Natasha rolled her eyes. “I’ve got to go. Rogers and Wilson want to do some more CCTV watching.”

“I do not envy you.”

“Ha Ha. Kill me now.” Natasha deadpanned. “I’ll talk to you later.”

“Stay safe.” Darcy said before she hung up.

***

Darcy was lucky she had access to Stark’s servers, he had all the Shield files stored with no redactions like on the darknet. Searching The Winter Soldier didn’t bring up much, there were mission reports where agents thought they ran into him and it was mentioned but nothing concrete. Searching for Captain Rogers brought up more. A mission report from when a strike team tried to bring him in just before the fall mentioned someone called The Asset. Searching The Asset brought up a few more useful results. Some definitely didn’t fit, she knew the soldier was a man or at the very least very mascuine but a few of the files mentioned a female assassin with abilities like a ghost. 

Her finger hovered over a video file linked to the assisinaton of Tony’s parents. She braced herself and pressed play. There was a few moments of nothing then suddenly a car crashed in view. A man on a motorbike approached the car. Howard Stark was on the pavement having been thrown from the car. The man approach him and pulled him to his knees by his hair, he raised up his other hand. Something seemed off about it to Darcy. She jumped as the man started beating his face. 

She quickly closed the video. She wished she hadn’t clicked the video. She hadn’t wanted to see that.

A few other video files popped up which she ignored assuming they were more snuff films. Some dates stood out to her as important but she ignored them in favour of an older file from the early 50’s. She scanned it quickly before checking the access history. There’d only been one other access, it looked like Natasha’s Stark assigned username. Her heart broke for the obvious torture the soldier had underwent. They just referred to him as the asset, completely dehumanising him. Not even giving him food, just tube feeding him to keep him alive.

The file said he’d been given an alternate super soldier serum to what Steve got some time before he came into their possession. He was American. A prisoner of war from what she gleaned from the file. They gave him a metal arm.

She frowned as she kept reading.

She started hyperventilating when she came across a picture of the soldier in a cryostasis chamber. 

His hair was wrong. 

And he had more stubble. 

But it was James. 

Her James. 

Zemo’s James.

The man who she held to her when he cried because he thought he hurt her.

The man who clinged to her and Zemo with everything he had.

She needed them.

“Darcy.” A voice came, accompanied by hands at her shoulders as they pulled her away from her laptop. “Darcy.” The voice repeated as she slowly came back to herself. She blinked and looked at Wanda. 

“I need them.” She whispered as she reached up to brush stray tears from her cheek. Wanda’s hand reached up to cup her face.

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Wanda pulled Darcy into her arms as she cried, she could feel her own emotions slipping as Darcy’s thought seeped out of her. Wanda knew James had a raw deal, he’d asked her to stay out his head which she obliged. She kept out of his head as best she could, she only ever got a few surface thoughts from him when she was scanning the crowds. Or when his thoughts were screaming. Her first few nights at the Prime Minister's residence she was woken by James’ nightmares, his mind screaming out for help as he relieved some of the worst moments of his life. She soothed his nightmares while avoiding his deeper thoughts.

She was confronted now with proof of what he’d been through and it broke her heart for the man. Darcy let out a sob as she gripped Wanda’s shirt, she shushed her and stroked her hair as she pulled Darcy closer into her chest. Her eyes flashed with her power as she sent a message to her brother and summoned him to Darcy’s room.

“What's wrong?” Pietro asked as he stood at Darcy’s door.

Wanda shook her head. “Are James and Zemo still meeting with the finance minister?”

He frowned and nodded. “I think so. Guys an asshole trying to get Zemo to put shit back into business.”

She huffed as she lifted Darcy into her arms, tendrils of her magic keeping her up. “If you can get them out of the meeting, do it. She needs them.”

Pietro nodded as he raced off. Wanda looked sadly down at Darcy as she carried her over to the bed, Darcy gripping tightly at her shirt as she set her down. Wanda sighed and settled on the bed next to Darcy.

***

“ Does he even know your goals? ” James whispered in french as Zemo looked over some papers from the finance minister. He only spoke Sokovian, Russian and German.

Zemo hummed as he looked over the paper. “ I don’t think he does. He’s far more interested in Business interests rather than the peoples. But he’s not terrible. I can wait till someone better comes along. ”

“Is it to your liking?” The finance minister asked.

He set the paper down and looked across at the minister. “It’s not terrible but it does not align with my goals for our country right now.”

“How do you mean? It’s a plan that encourages growth of our GDP. Improving our standard among other countries.”

“Our funding to the arts is already doing that.” Zemo scoffed. “My plan to focus on improving our education will help our country in the immediate as well as the future. We’ve already had an influx of students from other countries enrolling in university for the new term. Repair efforts have focused on university towns first and made them destination towns, the repairs and improvements are now spreading out from the university towns to the rest of the country. Within a few years we shall be at our former glory and a few more years we shall have surpassed it. Perhaps then we can have a more business focused approach to things.”

The finance minister nodded and gathered his papers before leaving.

“Well he got told.” James muttered with a smirk.

Zemo returned his smirk and gripped James’ hand in his so he could bring it to his lips for a kiss.

“You done with your meeting?” Pietro asked as he zipped into the room.

“Only just.” Zemo said as he dropped James’ hand.

He nodded. “Darcy needs you.”

Both men looked at each other before leaving Zemo’s office.

***

“She knows.” Wanda whispered as they entered the room.

“Knows what?” Zemo asked as he approached the bed.

“James.” Darcy whispered as she lifted her head up. She let go of Wanda and got onto her knees as she reached for James. “I’m so sorry.” She whispered as she wrapped her arms around his shoulders.

“For what?” He asked as he pressed his face into her neck.

She let out a sob and tightened her arms around his shoulders. “For what you’ve been through.”

“She read some winter soldier files.” Wanda said to Zemo as she slipped off the bed.

Zemo frowned and went to her still open laptop to find the file she’d been reading. It was a file from the early 50’s, towards the beginning of the initial Winter Soldier program. Zemo hadn’t found this file in his initial search, he presumed it had been pulled from the wider internet before he could find it. He’d known that James had undergone torture to become who he was but not to exactly what degree, a later file from the 60’s had detailed some of the methods they used for brainwashing him but he’d never found something that was so transparent about the abuse he underwent. It took them a decade to break him and then a further one before Hydra thought him broken enough to be sent out on missions. 

“How can you bear to touch me if you’ve read any of what I’ve done?” James whispered against her neck.

She pulled back from him and cupped his cheeks, making him look at her. “It’s not your fault.” She whispered. He looked down. “No look at me.” She said as she ran her thumb across his cheek. “You were tortured. For years. Decades even. Everything that you did while under Hydra’s control you did because they forced you into it.”

“I still did it.”

“It doesn’t matter.” She said as she shook her head. “If someone like Natasha can do what she did. Join Shield because of Clint and use her skills for the good guys then you can too. Hell you’re already doing it.”

“She’s right.” Zemo whispered as he stepped behind James. “You came to me hoping I’d kill you.” Darcy’s breath hitched. “But I saw what Darcy sees and I didn’t find the file she did. Just a file from the 60’s that implied you were an unwilling participant.”

“The Avengers…” He trailed off.

“Won’t fucking touch you.” Darcy hissed, her fingers flexing on James’ face. “Natasha will understand and side with us when she reads the files and sees how you are now. I know enough of her to know that. Tony is a wild card, I’m not sure how he’ll react considering…”

“I killed his parents.” James whispered quietly.

She nodded her lips pursed. “He didn’t have the best relationship with his dad so he might thank you.” James gave a hollow chuckle. “I know.” She whispered with a smile. “But they are looking for you. They don’t know where you are though.” She reassured as James stiffened. “They don’t know what condition you’re in or if Hydra has you. They wouldn’t have sent me here if they knew you were here.”

James nodded and let his eyes flutter closed.

“I’ll protect you from them.” She whispered.

“As will I.” Zemo whispered as he pressed his front against James’ back and wrapped his arms around him.

***

Darcy kept pressed close to James on the bed, he was leaning against the headboard while she was curled tight into his side. Zemo had been pressed in James’ other side for half an hour before he asked Darcy if he could have a look at the Shield files she had access to. They spent most of the afternoon pressed against each other till Darcy’s phone rang.

It was Natasha, she wanted to video call.

“Shit.” Darcy hissed as she looked to her phone then James. She pushed him to the side and he shuffled off the bed as she answered. “Hey Nat. What’s up?”

“Why are you looking through all the files?”

Her eyes briefly flicker to the side to look at Zemo who looked somewhat sheepish. James was staring at him. “I was curious.”

“Curiosity killed the cat.”

“And satisfaction brought it back.” Darcy quipped back. “He was tortured.”

“Every asset to Hydra was tortured in some way. Why did you decide to look him up? You’ve connected files we hadn’t connected yet.”

“Research is the corner stone of Politics.” She said softly. “What are you going to do when you find him?”

“That depends.” Natasha said with a tight smile, she looked to someone at the side before standing up and leaving the room she was in. Darcy thought she caught sight of Cap and his new friend in the background. “You have to keep this to yourself.”

“Of course.” She answered, she knew she’d be given hell if Natasha found out she’d let James and Zemo listen in.

“You know he’s been around since the 40’s? First activated in the 60’s.” Darcy nodded. “Brainwashed and everything. Well it turns out Rogers knows him. The conditioning broke down during the fall of Shield.” Darcy frowned. “Rogers wants to bring him in from the cold but we’ve no idea what state he’s in or if Hydra got him back.”

Darcy worried her lip and looked to the side, Zemo and James looked concerned. “Assuming he’s not under their control and you haven’t found him yet do you think he doesn’t want to be found?”

“Probably.” She shrugged. “Honestly if he’s not causing trouble I’d leave him be but Rogers wants his Bucky back.”

“Bucky?” Darcy asked, shocked. “As in Bucky Barnes? Cap’s best friend since childhood? The best looking thing in a High School history book since ever?” She could see Zemo smirking and James blushing from the corner of her eye.

Natasha laughed. “One in the same. You can see why Rogers wants to bring him in.”

“I can.” She said smiling before she turned serious. “What about Tony though?”

“You watched the video?” She nodded. “I don’t know. Rogers hasn’t told him yet and doesn’t want to. Me and Sam both think that’s a bad move though. Still haven’t talked to him. Don’t want to get in the middle of that pissing match.”

Darcy worried her lip as she looked to the side. Zemo looked determined whereas James looked concerned. “Let me see if I can come up with a plan. Something that will stop Tony from going off the deep end. He’s pretty logical, it's why he invited me and Jane to the tower. Catch him on a reasonable day and present him with the information. And keep Cap far away from the situation, they clash too easily.”

Natasha smirked. “Think you’d make a decent undercover agent. You want training?”

She chuckled nervously. “I was just friends with the bitchy girls in high school. Much higher stakes than this. And no matter how much I would love to be able to do that little thigh move I’ll stick with my taser.”

She nodded. “Offer’s always open. You should ask Zemo to teach you to shoot. I’m pretty sure that would lead to some fun.”

Darcy groaned. She could see Zemo grinning widely and James staring into space a gentle smile on his lips. “I don’t know if we’ll have time.”

“Too much time in the bedroom?” Natasha joked. “I think Rogers and Wilson will be heading off chasing other leads soon. You heading back to Germany or wanting to go back to the States?”

She shrugged. “I’m getting more work done here than at the UN. Still getting a million emails a day. I’ll see how things go here then decide if I want to head back to the states.”

“Invite us to the wedding if he tries to make you queen.”

“Natasha!” Darcy shrieked as the redhead hung up the phone. 

“Do you fancy the title?” Zemo asked with a smirk.

“Give me the laptop.” She said with a glare.

He smiled as he handed over the laptop.

Chapter Text

Zemo had already highlighted a lot of files that referred to the Winter Soldier, he sat beside her on the bed as they went through the files while James laid at their feet. His arms rest around their ankles as he curled around their feet. Zemo went through the assination films while Darcy outlined a plan for what they could present to Tony.

“I could always refuses the Avengers entry into the country.” Zemo suggested. “The countries history is enough to justify it.”

“What if aliens come for Sokovia instead?” Darcy asked.

“We’ve Wanda and Pietro.”

She looked at him confused. “They have powers?”

Zemo smirked and nodded. “Our country would be safe with them on side.”

“Good to know.” Darcy whispered as she felt James’ hand flex around her ankle.

***

“We need to go to Sokovia.” Steve said as Natasha rentered the room after hanging up on Darcy.

“Why?”

“I knew I didn’t like that Zemo guy. Too perfect for a politician.” He muttered as he watched the footage of the private jet.

“What the hell are you talking about Rogers?” 

“He thinks Zemo has Bucky.” Sam said calmly.

Natasha frowned and leaned between the pair and rewound the footage before letting it play. A woman stepped out of the front passenger seat before a man slipped out of the  driver's seat, the Maximoff's two thirds of Zemo’s main security force. Pietro went to the boot and pulled out some cases, him and Wanda then carried them onto the plane. She paused the footage and zoomed in as Zemo’s other body guard stepped out of the car.

She narrowed her eyes at the man on the screen. “You can’t say it’s him from this. The footage isn’t good enough quality.”

“I know that face.” Steve hissed. “Hydra has him back and is using him to guard Zemo.”

Natasha frowned. “You’re reaching. Zemo’s very anti-Hydra and has the body count to back it up and that’s before he ran them from his country.”

“So Hydra has him there to observe Zemo and report back or kill him.”

She shook her head again. “Zemo would know him. After Howard Stark’s death the Winter Soldier program was extended a total of 5 agents not including Barnes were given super soldier serum. Zemo found the other soldiers in cryo and put them down, he’d know what Barnes looks like and put him down if it was him.”

“What if he’s broken the conditioning?” Steve said desperately. “Went to Zemo hoping he’d kill him but Zemo didn’t.”

She rolled her eyes. “You’re reaching. Zemo’s been too hard to the line against things to do with Hydra. He didn’t even let us come in to claim the sceptre from the Hydra base in his border.”

“So we go there and formally ask for that then?” 

Natasha shook her head. “There’s no point. Darcy’s there anyway.”

“But is she safe?”

She pursed her lips. Steve clearly believed that Zemo’s third bodyguard was Bucky, but Darcy would’ve said something if she thought James was Bucky Barnes The Winter Soldier. “She’s safe. Zemo wouldn’t let something like that happen again.”

“Again?” Sam questioned.

“After he took out the rest of the Winter Soldier program he was involved in a car crash with his wife and young son. They died. He survived and threw himself into politics instead of down the bottle. He cares for Darcy. He wouldn’t let that happen again.”

“So Bucky’s broken the programming.” Steve exclaimed.

Natasha sighed. “Go back to the states, Rogers. You’re too close to this and irrational. I’ll head to Sokovia, meet with Darcy and Zemo. See if I can ID James as Bucky.”

“He hated his first name.” Steve whispered as he slid his chair back.

Natasha frowned as she watched Steve leave the room, Sam following behind him moments later. Maybe he wasn’t as far off base as she thought.

***

The Romance Accords

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A few days ago Darcy Lewis, Avengers Political Liaison, left the UN and talks with the leaders with only an hours notice.

Later that same day Captain America and new hero The Falcon were spotted coming from the airport with Natasha Romanoff.

[Picture of a black SUV driving the the streets. Natasha is clearly visible behind the wheel. Steve is in the passenger seat looking out the window. Sam is barely visible in the back seat.]

Then Miss Lewis was seen in Sokovia being rather cosey with Prime Minister Helmut Zemo.

[Picture of Darcy and Zemo at the musical showcase. Darcy’s hand is on his chest as she looks up at him. Zemo looks down at her with a tender smirk, his hand clearly resting on her hip.]

Miss Lewis was wearing a dress by a Sokovian designer and tailor who’s been working for the Sokovian elite for generations. We can only assume PM Zemo gifted her the dress.

Is she soothing his broken heart?

Less than a year ago PM Zemo, when he was still Baron Zemo, lost his wife and son in a terrible car crash. He credits their loss as to what pushed him to politics.

[Older picture from a society party. Zemo is standing smiling with his wife and son. His wife is about the same height as him and has her hair curled so it falls to her chin. Their son stands in front of them wearing a suit that matches his father’s. All three are smiling at the camera.]

We can only imagine the pain that he went through and can only ask is his heart finally healing that he can reach out to Miss Lewis?

We have to say they’d make a fine couple.

[Picture of Darcy and Zemo at the meet and greet at the Musical showcase. Zemo’s hand rest’s low on her back as they talk with some of the older students. Zemo can be seen smiling at Darcy as she talks to the students.]

Vote in our poll:

• In a relationship 38%

• Just friends 26%

• It’s complicated 36%

***

“A simple outing.” Zemo said as he straightened the collar of Darcy’s jacket.

“You know there’s going to be even more talk.” She said as she remembered the BuzzFeed article. She missed when she wasn’t a person of interest, James had a good laugh about it since he’d been able to keep out of the papers. Something that was more important now that they knew Rogers was actively looking for him.

“Let them talk.” He replied with a grin. “It will keep the press busy. Just no comment on any questions about our relationship.”

“To children.” They were at an Orphanage. Zemo liked to hit some of the baby kissing cliches. Darcy was pretty sure it was more to do with the fact he missed being a parent than any PR reasons.

“They won’t ask hard questions.”

“Just pray there’s none there like me.”

Zemo chuckled and linked his arm with hers as they walked towards the orphanages, cameras snapping their picture as they walked up the drive. “I find it hard to believe you’d have been anything other than an angel.”

“Ask my bobe.”

Zemo smirked as they stepped into the orphanage, the director of the orphanage eagerly greeted them and introduced them to the staff before giving them a tour. There was one trusted photographer that was allowed to follow them through the facility and snapping pictures of them as they stood in the facility.

Darcy looked down as she felt a tug at the edge of her jacket, a little girl in a poorly fitting dress with her thumb in her mouth and a ratty teddy bear clutched to her chest looked up to her. “Hi.” She said softly as she crouched down to the little girl’s level.

“Are you a princess?” The little girl asked in heavily accented English.

“I don’t think I am.” Darcy said as she held her hand out to the little girl. “Do you think I’m a princess?”

The little girl shrugged before she reached out and took Darcy’s hand and leant against her. “You could be. If Mr Zemo marries you.”

She smiled as the little girl leaned into her side as she wrapped her arm around her. “I think that’s a decision Mr Zemo has to make.”

“I’ll tell him to.”

Darcy giggled. “How about we let him decide if he should ask me himself first?”

The little girl nodded for a second. Darcy stood slowly but felt the little girl keeping a tight hold of her hand, she smiled down at her and kept pace with the little girl as she rejoined the group.

Zemo looked shocked at her for a second before his face settled into a soft smile. Darcy blushed and ducked her head and tucked her hair behind her ear as Zemo looked at her like that making the little girl giggle.

***

Out with Trudeau in with Zemo

BuzzFeed

Remember when we were all obsessed with Canadian Prime Minister Justin Trudeau? 

[Headshot of Justin Trudeau smiling at the camera.]

Well Canada can move aside. We’ve got a new hot politician now.

[Headshot of Zemo.]

Like we been knew that he was HOT but he took the internet by storm this week.

Pictures from the Sokovian School of Music littered the internet but were soon pushed aside with more pictures. This time of him looking determined in the Sokovian legislative chambers.

But then…

Him and Miss Lewis attended the Sokovian Central Orphanage. Many children had been displaced due to civil war before Zemo took power.

PM Zemo showed he cared for the children by presenting legislation that aims to reunite children with their biological family before they can be adopted out.

But that’s not what got the world hot under the collar.

[Picture of Zemo. He has his jacket off and his shirt sleeves rolled up to his elbow. There’s a football and a group of young boys in shot as he kicks the ball to them.]

AND

[Picture of Zemo at a children’s tea set table, his knees reaching over the top of the table as he sits in a too small chair. Darcy is to the side of the picture also sat on a too small chair with her legs to the side. She has a little girl with a teddy cuddled into her lap.]

BUT

[Headshot of Zemo in black and white. He’s looking to the side and has his thumb up to his lips, it looks like he’s smirking.]

AND

[Mid shot of Zemo also in black and white. He’s wearing what seems like a monochrome suit with a tie. His arms are crossed low on his chest as he looks seriously at the camera.]

He can be daddy in more ways than one.

Chapter Text

“You should have seen her today James.” Zemo whispered as he pushed Darcy back against him. James’ hand reaching to hold her waist and steady her as Zemo undid her jacket. “She was the camera’s darling. I could barely keep my eyes and hands off her.”

“You’re one to talk.” Darcy said breathily and James kissed her neck as Zemo pushed the coat from her shoulders. “Rolling your sleeves up like that.”

Zemo smirked as he took his jacket off and rolled his sleeves up as he made eye contact with her. “Like this?”

“Fuck.” Darcy groaned as James bit at her neck.

“I get it.” James whispered as he rest his chin on Darcy’s shoulder. “I missed you both today.”

“It’s too risky for such a highly photographed event.” Zemo whispered as he cupped James’ cheek and pulled him into a quick kiss over Darcy’s shoulder. “Once we’ve calmed the Avengers you can attend all the public events you want with us.”

James hummed and ran his hand over Darcy’s front till he was palming both her boobs, she groaned and threw her head back against his shoulder.

“Such a beautiful neck.” Zemo whispered as he ran his fingers along her pulse point, Darcy gasped and clenched her legs together. “Remember the other night at the showcase when I mentioned to James I could show him the practical aspects of art?” Darcy nodded slightly. “Will you help me show him?” She nodded again as Zemo pulled her away from James. 

She followed him as he pulled her to the bed, he threw the cover to the side and nodded for James to sit at the breakfast table as he went to one of the side tables. 

“Strip.” He instructed as he straightened out and walked back to her with a box. She pulled her dress off quickly and then followed with her bra and underwear when he nodded for them too. “If it’s too much let me know. Traffic light system?”

“Green.” Darcy whispered as she watched him open the box. Inside the box was a black rope and a small tactical knife, he set the box on the bed and pulled the rope out. Running it threw his fingers as he wrapped it around his hands.

“Step forward.” He instructed. She followed and he brought the rope around her back and ciricled her waist, her breath hitched as he tightened the rope around her. He looped it round her waist again before bringing the rope down between her legs, she whimpered as his hand ghosted across her cunt as he guided the rope to the side. He threaded it through the rope at her waist before brining it back down to frame the other side of her cunt.

She could see James staring at her as Zemo worked around her hips. She felt Zemo grab her shoulder and spin her around breaking her gaze on James, he guided they rope up to the middle of her back before he brought it around her front just under her breasts. “I’m going to tie your arms now. Colour?” He asked.

“Green.” She whispered.

Zemo smirked and brought her elbows together behind her back before circling the rope around her arms a few more times till he reached her wrists. “Is it too tight?” She shook her head. “Good.” He whispered before tightening it a fraction. “Colour?”

“Green.” She gasped.

He smiled as he finished the knots on her arm before he brought the rope over her shoulder to the side of her neck as he turned her around again. He threaded the rope through the circle around her underbust, the rope pushing her breast to the side. He brought the rope back up the the other side of her neck and looped it around the other side and pulled it to the centre, she gasped as the rope rubbed against her chest as he tied it off.

“Colour?” He asked again as he held his hand out to James.

“Green.” She whispered as she watched James join his hand with Zemo’s.

“Artistic and practical wouldn’t you agree?” Zemo asked James as he brought his hand to his lips for a kiss.

James licked his lips as he looked her up and down as she was restrained. He nodded as Zemo pulled him closer and started pulling his shirt off.

“What shall we do with her?” Zemo asked as he kissed at James’ jaw. “Shall we throw her on the bed till she’s filled with nothing but our cum and thoughts of how desperate she is for more? Take her mouth and ass but give her cunt no relief?” Darcy whimpered, Zemo smirked as he pushed James’ shirt from his shoulders. “Tell me James. What should we do with our perfect little art piece? Art is meant to be enjoyed.”

James moved from Zemo as his shirt fell to the ground and approached Darcy, his fingers trailed along the length of rope that flowed between her legs. “What do you want, Doll?”

“Whatever you want.” She whispered as she shivered at the ghost of his fingers along the rope.

“I think.” Zemo muttered as he stepped to press his body against the back of James, his hand ghosting across his chest. “Our Doll.” He smirked and pressed a kiss to James’ shoulder as Darcy’s breath hitched. “Wants to be used. Which hole do you want?”

Darcy moaned and shivered as he referred to her like an object. A fuck toy. She didn’t mind being theirs.

“Her pussy.” James whispered his hand reaching down to toy with her clit making her gasp.

“We can’t have you gasping like a wanton whore.” Zemo whispered as he roughly grasped her chin, he thumb swiping across her bottom lip. “I’ll take her mouth.” He hissed as he pulled her into a rough kiss, she hear James’ breath hitch as they kissed. “Colour?” He asked as he broke the kiss.

“Green.” She gasped out. “So green.”

“Good.” Zemo whispered as he rounded them so he could sit on the edge of the bed. James walked them backwards a few steps and spun her around so her ass was to him and she faced Zemo. She felt his hand settle between her shoulder blades as he pushed her down, his hand dragged it’s way along the ropes that circled her arms.

“You’re still dressed.” She noted as she heard James undo his pants and watched Zemo pull his cock free of his own pants.

“So make sure you swallow every drop.” He instructed with a smirk that made her breath hitch and mouth water. “Hold up two fingers if you want to stop.”

She nodded as Zemo gathered her hair into a ponytail at the base of her skull and twisted it around his hand. Her gasp at James pressing his cock into her was muffled by Zemo shoving his cock into her mouth, she whimpered as James pushed deeply into her and Zemo choked her on his cock.

James dragged slowly out of her before pushing back in, he watched his cock moving in and out of her slowly. His ass clenched at the thought of Zemo and Darcy using him like how they were using Darcy right now, he wondered if Zemo would let them both fuck him like this. He hissed and shivered as he came at the thought of fucking Zemo’s ass while Darcy rode Zemo’s cock.

Zemo groaned as James pushed Darcy further onto his cock, he could feel her choking and gagging around it. He kept her head pressed down for a moment longer, keeping an eye on her fingers, before he pulled her back.

“Fuck.” James swore as he heard Darcy choke on Zemo’s cock, his metal hand wrapped at the rope between her shoulder blades. His eyes fixed on where his cock slid into her as he brought his flesh hand between her leg to tease her clit.

Darcy cried out around Zemo’s cock as she came on James’ dick, she wasn’t sure how they were able to make her cum so easily but she wasn’t complaining. Even when Zemo muffled her cry by pushing her head down on his cock making her choke again. She felt James cum again, his cum leaking out of her and dripping down her clit and being spread by his fingers. She shivered and moaned around Zemo’s cock.

Zemo gasped as she moaned around his cock. His hand tightened on her hair as he fucked into her face quicker, chasing his own orgasm. He fucked her mouth hard and fast as he watched James, his eyes fluttered shut as he came deep in her mouth. She choked for a second before swallowing around him.

Darcy whimpered around Zemo’s softening cock as she came again on James’ dick, she felt Zemo pull her off his cock and rest her face on the mattress. She felt him stroke her cheek as he slipped off the bed.

“Such a good girl.” He whispered as he stroked her hair back. “You swallowed every drop from me. It’s dripping from your cunt though.” He said as he dragged his finger through a trail of cum along her thigh, she whimpered and opened her eyes. She gasped as she watched him slowly lick his cum coated finger, she heard James groan as he came again.

“You’re so good to us.” Zemo whispered as she whimpered when James pulled out of her. “Letting us use your cunt and mouth. James has made such a mess of you.”

She whined again as James pulled her up and she felt more cum slide down her leg. James kissed her shoulder as he held her to his chest, nipping at her collar bone as he gripped the ropes around her.

“How do you feel?” Zemo asked.

“Green.” She whispered. Zemo shook his head as he stood in front of her.

“I’m not asking for colours.” He whispered before kissing her cheek. “But good girl for remembering the colours. How do you feel? The ropes aren’t too tight? You can still feel your hands?”

She focused on the rest of her body, she could feel the rope chafing against her in some places but her hands felt cold. “Some of it chafes and my hands are cold. But I’m fine.”

Zemo tutted. “You’re not fine if your hands are going cold.” He whispered as he turned back to the bed and picked up the knife from the box, he unsheathed it and brought it to where the rope went between her breasts. She gasped and the cool knife slid under the ropes and sliced them threw, the pressure around her ribs and neck released as the rope fell away. “James.” He said as he offered the handle to James.

He hesitated for a second before gripping the knife and pressing Darcy forward into Zemo, Zemo met her eager lips in a kiss as James sliced through the rope around her arms. She whimpered as feeling returned to her arms, James threw the knife carelessly to the floor so he could massage feeling back into her arms.

“Good girl.” Zemo whispered. “Shall we clean you up and get you a drink?”

She whimpered and nodded against Zemo’s shoulder. “Please.”

“Such a good girl.” He whispered again.

Chapter Text

“Miss Lewis has a guest.” Oeznik spoke from the door. Darcy frowned and looked between Zemo and James, she wasn’t expecting anyone but could make an educated guess as to who it would be. “Mr Maximoff is currently detaining her.”

“And not doing a very good job.” Natasha spoke from behind Oezink. Darcy scrambled and pushed her laptop away while James approached Zemo’s desk, his gaze flickering between Zemo and the windows behind him. 

Zemo held a hand up to James before beckoning Natasha in. “Miss Romanoff, it is a pleasure to see you again. Would you care for some tea?”

She raised an eyebrow as Oezink slipped past her allowing her to slip into the room. She clocked Darcy on the sofa, slightly tense and unease clearly worried while Zemo was relaxed. Her gaze flickered over the bodyguard, his hands flexing at his sides as he faced away from her. She didn’t need his face to identify him though, despite the excellent tailoring job that disguised his metal arm she could still see the subtle differences that let her know the arm under it wasn’t flesh and blood.

“That would be lovely, thank you.” She said with a smile. Darcy was still coiled tightly as Natasha sat down besides her, moving her laptop to rest on the table. She thanked Oezink as he set a tea service down in front of her.

“Apologies if black tea is not to your taste. I’ve found it’s the safest option when you’re unsure of your guests' tastes.” Zemo said politely.

“That’s perfectly fine.” She said as she looked to James. “Do you want to tell me how you came into possession of the Winter Soldier?”

“I wouldn’t call it possession.” Zemo said with a grin as James turned around to face the room, he was still standing tensely ready to bolt at the first sign of Rogers. “He came to me some months ago, not long after I took power and began kicking Hydra from my country. Wrecked and desperate clearly hoping I’d put him down like a rabid dog.”

“You made a different call.” Natasha stated as she poured herself and Darcy some tea. Milk and sugar for Darcy, just sugar for herself.

Zemo nodded. “I’m not in the habit of killing those who come to me for help.”

“You know who he is?”

“I know who I am.” James cut in quietly. “I know enough anyway.”

Zemo nodded again. “Myself and the twins were aware of who James was before Hydra took him in.”

“Were you?” Natasha asked as she looked to Darcy.

“Not until you told me. But I figured James was the winter soldier when I saw the early 50’s file.” Darcy said as she pulled her tea cup to her lips, she blew on it slightly before taking a sip.

Natasha humed to herself before she turned to James. “Do you feel balanced? A risk?”

James shook his head. “I’m not about to snap and kill everyone if that's what you’re asking.” He paused as he felt Zemo brush his fingers against the back of his hand, he looked to him for a second before looking back to Natalia. “Even if I was to snap I doubt I’d hurt Zemo or Darcy.”

Zemo hummed in agreement before looking back to Natasha. “We also have something capable of stopping him should he turn. Not that that would happen.” He didn’t like referring to Wanda as a thing but it was vital to protect her.

“There’s code words you know.”

Zemo took a key and unlocked a drawer in his desk, he pushed up the false bottom and grabbed the red book and threw it on the desk. “I’m aware.”

“They alive?”

“No.” He confirmed. He’d instructed the Scorpions to eradicate whoever had the book in their possession. “We’ve not tested the code words.”

“You should.” Natasha said.

“No.” Darcy said firmly. “We’re not triggering him by sending his mind back to that place.” James looked at her fondly as she stood up to The Black Widow. “We read all the files that we could on the programing they put into him, how they did it and what they used him to do. His memory of that time is bad and we should keep it that way. He doesn’t need to remember what he was forced to do when he had no control of himself.”

Natasha stared at her as she set her tea cup down. “Does he think the same?”

Darcy’s gaze softened as she shifted her eyes from Natasha to James.

“I do.” James agreed. “I’ve already had enough nightmares about what I can remember. I don’t want to add more.”

“Fine.” Natasha agreed after a moment's hesitation. “Let me borrow Darcy for a bit then.” She said as she grabbed Darcy’s wrist leaving no room for argument as she pulled her from the room.

***

“He’s enhanced, you know.” Natasha said as she pulled Darcy into Darcy’s own room.

“Oh I know.” Darcy said with a grin.

“That’s a horny grin why are you giving me a horny grin?”

Her grin widened as she pulled Natasha over to sit on the bed with her. “He just keeps cumming.” She whispered as she folded her legs under her. “He’ll fuck me and he’ll just stay hard after he’s cum again and keep fucking.”

Natasha raised her eyebrow, she didn’t remember that from the red room. “I presume you…”

“Oh yea. So much.” 

She wrinkled her brow. “So much birth control?”

“I thought you were asking about you know…” She said with a giggle. “I’ve got the IUD so I’ll be fine.”

“You sure?”

“Yeah.” Darcy said confidently. 

“Hmmm Okay then.” Natasha said her lips pressed tightly closed, she rolled her eyes at Darcy’s questioning look. “I don’t know if they sterilized him like they did us girls.” Darcy took in a sharp breath through her teeth, she didn’t know that. “I’m just saying it’d be worth doubling up. We don’t know how effective the coil is against super soldier sperm.”

Darcy groaned and fell to the side on the bed. Natasha chuckled at her and leant down onto the bed next to her.

“You happy?” She asked.

“So happy.” Darcy answered as she turned her face from the mattress to face Natasha. “And not just because of the sex. I could see the three of us as end game, you know?”

Natasha hummed in agreement, she frowned as she noticed some scabbing on Darcy’s chest. “What’s this?” She asked as she lifted the fabric away from her skin.

Darcy ducked her head and blushed. “Rope burn.”

“You dirty bitch.” Natasha half hissed. “They were safe about it?”

She nodded. “Zemo cut me out of it when we finished. Didn’t realise knives could be a thing for me but it might be worth us checking out.” She said with a blush.

Natasha laughed. “If they turn out to be a thing for you let me know. I know some great blacksmiths.”

Darcy groaned and buried her face back into the quilt as Natasha laughed at her. “Please don’t buy me anything for sexy reasons.”

“Too late for that.” She said with a grin. “Or did you forget I practically picked you out an entire wardrobe worth of underwear.”

Darcy groaned deeper before she sat up when she heard a laugh outside her door, which opened to reveal Wanda. 

“If you want to replace Natasha’s selections with Zemo and James’ selection I’m sure they’d be thrilled.” Wanda said with a smirk. “I’m half convinced Zemo spends half his time deciding new ways to dress everyone up.” She said with a wink. 

“They ask you to check on me?” 

Wanda nodded to Darcy. “I’ll tell them you’re having a dirty gossip session.”

“Wanda!” Darcy shrieked as Wanda laughed and left.

“She’s younger than I thought.” Natasha noted as Darcy got up and closed the door and locked it as well.

“Yeah, her and Pietro are like nineteen.” Darcy said. “Maybe twenty I’m not sure. She’s definitely younger than me. Oh god I’m not even thirty yet and I’m dating a guy nearly forty and another who’s like what? Seventy?”

“Depends if you count the time in cryo.” Natasha quipped with a smirk. “If you don't, he's probably early to mid thirties.”

“Cos that’s so much better.” Darcy groaned as she face planted onto the bed.

“You could be fucking Thor.”

Darcy gagged.

***

“Come here James.” Zemo said softly as he held his handout to him after Wanda had left to check on Darcy. James took his hand and allowed him to drag him around the desk, Zemo pushed his chair out and tugged James to sit on his lap. 

“Are you okay?” He asked softly as James set his head on his shoulder as he sagged against him. James nodded hesitantly. “I won’t let them take you.” He whispered. “I’d go to war with the Avengers for you.”

James' breath hitched as he felt tears forming, nobody had ever gone to bat for him like that before. Not that he could remember anyway. “You don’t have to do that.”

“I know I don’t have to.” He whispered, his hands gripping James’ side tightly. “But I would. If you didn’t want to go with them.”

“Thank you.” James muttered wettly as he pressed a kiss to Zemo’s jaw. “I don’t know what I want yet.” He whispered. “Not from Steve.”

Zemo nodded and pressed his cheek against James’. “Romanoff seems reasonable and understanding.” He said softly. “I doubt she’d tell Rogers before you were ready and before they’ve gotten Stark firmly on side.”

James sighed and nodded again, he hoped that Zemo was right. He couldn’t see Natalia saying something before he was ready, she’d know he’d bolt and that would only hurt Darcy who she cared for. If even only a little. But Natalia had been hurt too much to purposefully inflict pain on someone she was any kind of close to. 

“They’re talking about how you both are in bed.” Wanda said with a chuckle as she re-entered the office. She raised an eyebrow at their position before continuing. “I might’ve let slip that you’re going to replace all of her underwear with your own picks.”

“Wanda.” Zemo scolded as she left the office. He sighed as James left his lap since she’d left the door open. “Shall we see what Miss Lewis and Miss Romanoff are up to now?”

James nodded and followed Zemo out of the office.

Chapter Text

“Darcy.” Zemo called as he knocked on the door.

“Don’t worry.” Darcy called through the door as she unlocked it and opened it. “We were just talking about you.”

“All good I hope.” Zemo said with a smirk as he looked over her shoulder to Natasha who was sat on the bed, leaning back on her hands.

“You both came off well.” Natasha said with a smirk making Darcy groan and spin around so she could walk to the bed and face plant on it.

James’ lips twitched as his eyes flicked to her ass briefly before settling on Natasha. Zemo was less subtle, openly staring at Darcy’s ass.

“Such horn dogs.” Natasha quipped. “Do you really just keep cumming, James?”

Darcy groaned into the mattress while James blushed.

“Usually she’s wearing less clothes when she makes sounds like that.” Zemo joked as he walked into the room, a blushing James following after him and closing the door behind them. 

“You’re crude.” Darcy said as she pushed up onto her elbows.

“Apologise Miss Lewis.” Zemo said with a smirk and his hand resting over his heart.

“Look at you two being so cute.” Natasha said with a smug grin. “But I’m interested in how true it is what you said about James. What’s his average?” She asked Zemo.

“Generally about three times I’d say.” He replied with a nod. “At least.”

“You tested it?”

“Not yet.” He said with a smirk.

“I’m right here you know.” James muttered.

“You want to test it now?” Natasha asked with a raised eyebrow and a smirk. James hesitated with his mouth open. “Not with me obviously. With Darcy or Zemo.”

His mouth gaped as he looked between his two lovers. Zemo stood relaxed with a gentle smile on his face while Darcy seemed to have tensed her legs together. He remembered the conversation they had back on the table in Germany when Zemo asked her if she’d add anyone else and she’d mentioned Natalia hadn’t been opposed to an invite when it was just Darcy and Zemo.

“Natasha.” Darcy spoke softly. Her face was flushed. her eyes blown wide with lust and her breathing quicker and shallower than normal. “Don’t tease me like that.”

Natasha smirked and looked down at her. “It’s only teasing if we don’t follow through.”

Darcy’s breath hitched as she looked at the spy. She looked between James and Zemo, gauging their reactions. Zemo had an interested smile on his face, she couldn’t see his crotch since his suit jacket was still fastened. But James didn’t have a jacket on and she could clearly see the bulge in his pants as he loosened his tie and threw it to the side.

“Are we?” She whispered.

James tugged his shirt over his head and threw it to the side. Zemo smirked as he grabbed two of the chairs from the breakfast table and set them in front of the bed, he offered his hand to Natasha and guided her to one of the chairs before taking a seat himself. Darcy rolled onto her back, propping herself up on her elbows as James stalked towards the bed stripping as he got closer.

Natasha hummed and tilted her head to the side as she examined James’ back, it was just as muscled as she remembered. Her lips twitched up in a smile as Darcy gasped when James settled himself on top of her, kissing her desperately.

Darcy gasped into the kiss as James tugged her clothes off, ripping her underwear off before hitching her leg up around his hip.

“How many pairs of underwear have you both ruined?” Natasha asked Zemo as she watched James finger a gasping Darcy roughly with his flesh hand.

“Not enough. She still has pairs left.” He said with a smirk.

“I suppose it’s only been about two weeks.”

Zemo hummed. “It feels longer.” He said as Darcy cried out when James thrust into her.

James swore and nibbled at her neck as he wrapped his arm around Darcy’s waist as he lifted her further onto the bed, she gasped as he jostled inside of her as he dropped her back on the bed. She whined and let her head fall to the side, her eyes fluttered open and she met the gaze of a curious Natasha. She whimpered as Natasha licked her lips when she looked at her, gasping again as she felt James come inside of her.

James hooked his hand behind Darcy’s knee and pushed her leg up and back, giving Zemo and Natasha a clear view of his cock still hard and sliding inside of her. Dragging his cum out before pushing it back in.

“They make such a glorious picture don’t they?” Zemo asked as he tilted his head to Natasha.

“They certainly do.” She agreed as she watched.

“It almost makes me wish for the serum so I could fuck her like he does.”

Natasha smirked. “I’m sure her pussy’s glad that she only has one super soldier fucking her.”

“Very true.” Zemo agreed with a smirk as he watched Darcy come apart on James’ cock. James gave a groan as he came inside her again.

James pulled Darcy up and sat on his knees as he bounced her on his cock. She whimpered as the change in position as he hit deeper, her hands gripping desperately at his shoulders and chest. He swore as her fingers scratched against his nipple, he growled as he came inside her again. She whimpered as he pulled her off his cock and turned her around so she faced Natasha and Zemo before he thrust roughly back into her making her cry out again.

“Look at the mess of her thighs.” Zemo noted as he watched James’ cum drip across their thighs.

“You must enjoy yourself.” Natasha noted.

He smirked as he watched Darcy try and fail to stimulate her clit. “Do you mind if I enjoy myself right now?”

“They're your lovers.” She pointed out.

He smiled and stood up, shedding his jacket and rolling his sleeves up. Darcy eyed him with desperate eyes as he rolled up his sleeves, James groaned into Darcy’s shoulder as he bit at her. Darcy whimpered as he pulled her hands away from her cunt and guided them to her breasts, he smirked as he heard Natasha’s calm breathing stutter for a breath. “Keep your hands there.” He instructed. “Let me take care of you.” He whispered as he reached his hands down between her legs.

She cried out when Zemo’s fingers brushed her clit, she came around James’ cock after only a few rubs. Egging on James’ own orgasm. She whimpered as he kept playing with her and kept thrusting. “More.” She gasped out as she pressed herself down.

Darcy watched as Natasha’s legs pressed together, her eyes flicking between Darcy’s hand on her tits and her filled cunt. Natasha’s eyes darkened as Darcy pinched her nipples and cried out. Darcy whimpered as Zemo stopped playing with her clit, she pressed her tits together and reached a hand out to Natasha.

Natasha hesitated for a second before stepping into Darcy’s reach, Darcy’s hand gripped her’s tightly and brought it to her breast. She smiled as she rolled Darcy’s nipple between her fingers, making the other woman let out a shuddering breath. James’ breath hitched as he watched Natasha’s hand encompass Darcy’s boob, he gripped Darcy’s hips in a bruising grip as he thrust into her harder as he came again. 

Darcy whimpered at how sensitive she felt, her eyes fluttered closed. Natasha brought her other hand up to Darcy’s cheek, her eyes fluttered open for a second till Natasha met her lips in a kiss. Darcy moaned into the kiss, it felt so different from kissing James and Zemo. There was a softness to it even though Natasha was being just as demanding and dirty in her kisses as she forced her tongue into her mouth. She felt James pause in his thrusting and lean back before she gasped into the kiss as she felt a finger press into her asshole.

“Remember what we talked about at the hotel?” Zemo asked Darcy, she whimpered as he crooked the finger inside her as Natasha kept kissing her deeply. “How you’d want Natasha to ride your face while we fill your cunt and ass? Do you want to ask Miss Romanoff if she’d like to do that? Ride your face.”

Darcy whimpered against Natasha’s lips as she pulled back ever so slightly from the kiss. “Please.” She gasped out desperately.

“Please what, Kotëhok.” Natasha whispered against her lips, her hand fisting in Darcy’s hair.

Darcy cried out as Zemo pressed a second finger into her ass. She shivered as he thrust slowly into her with his fingers. 

“Ask her properly, Miss Lewis.” Zemo instructed.

“Ride my face.” She gasped out as she screwed her eyes shut. “Please. Ride my face as they fuck my pussy and asshole.” 

“That wasn’t so hard was it.” Zemo praised as he crooked his fingers inside of her. “I hope you’ll thank Miss Romanoff for giving you what you’re so desperate for.”

Darcy whimpered and nodded. “Thank you. Thank you.” She gasped as she was pulled off James’ cock and laid on her back in the middle of the bed, Natasha smiled down at her as she kneeled to the side of her face. She felt Zemo lift her leg and push into her asshole, her cry soon gave way to a moan as James pressed back into her cunt.

“You take them so well.” Natasha noted as she moved to straddle her face, her back to James and Zemo. Darcy grabbed desperately at her hips and pulled her pussy to her lips, she licked at her clit before sucking it into her mouth.

Natasha moaned and fisted her hand in the top of Darcy’s hair so she could press her further into her cunt. Darcy sighed happily against Natasha as she sucked and licked at her, she felt James cum in her again when Natasha lowered herself onto her face. She felt like a mess but never felt better as she was fucked into oblivion, she gasped as she felt James and Zemo each take a nipple as they fucked into her. 

She felt Natasha quaking on her tongue and brought a hand from her hip up to her pussy and pushed two fingers in. Natasha moaned and pressed herself closer to Darcy’s mouth, she looked down at the other woman between her thighs. Her breath hitched at the look in Darcy’s eyes, her eyes were blown wide with want and lust. Anyone else would've been tired by now but she supposed James and Zemo were being excellent aphrodisiacs to her. She felt more than heard Darcy cry out against her as she came again. 

James bit at his wrist as he came again when Darcy clenched around him again, he felt Zemo thrusting into her as well. He reached across her to pull Zemo into a desperate kiss of teeth and tongues clashing, Zemo groaned as he came deep in Darcy’s ass making her whimper. He pulled out slowly and untangled his legs from James’. He slid up the bed as James moved fully between her legs, holding them both up as he kept thrusting into her.

“Are you making Miss Romanoff feel good?” Zemo asked as he levelled with Natasha’s crotch pressed against Darcy’s face. He smirked as Darcy moaned against her.

“She’s such a good little Kotëhok.” Natasha whispered as she gyrated her hips on Darcy’s face making her moan and let her eyes flutter shut.

Determined Darcy sucked harder and licked faster at Natasha’s clit as she slipped a third finger into her pussy. Natasha groaned as she clenched and came around Darcy’s fingers, Darcy licking her juices from her pussy with little licks. Darcy reached for her desperately as Natasha removed herself from her face.

“Such a desperate little slut.” Zemo whispered as he pulled Darcy into a deep kiss, licking Natasha’s juices from her mouth. “You taste as good as Miss Lewis.” He said with a grin directed at Natasha. 

Natasha smirked as she looked down Darcy’s body, her tits shaking in time with James’ thrusts. “Impressive.” She whispered.

James gave a brief smirk before his eyes fluttered shut as he came again, he pulled out slowly and looked down at Darcy. Her cunt was red and swollen, leaking cum. She whimpered as it dripped out of her to her asshole. “Let me clean you up.” He whispered as he leaned down to kiss Darcy’s thigh.

She whimpered and pressed her legs together as she rolled over, she crawled across the bed and settled between Natasha’s legs with a pleading look. James breath hitched as she raised her ass in the air while her head was between Natasha’s legs.

“Please.” Darcy begged.

“Since you asked so nicely.” She said with a smirk as she twisted her hand back in Darcy’s hair. She sighed and let her head fall back as Darcy licked delicately at her clit, she was already sensitive from just one orgasm and she’d lost count of how many Darcy had had but she could imagine how sensitive she was.

Zemo laid to the side as he watched James stalk up behind Darcy, his hands settling on her hips as he brought his tongue to lick up her cunt. Dragging cum that had dripped out of her back into her weeping cunt, Darcy whimpered and gripped Natasha’s cunt closer to her face to muffle her shout. Both womens thighs were shaking as they were edged to orgasm again. Natasha cried out softly as she arched back and came all over Darcy’s face again. He smirked as he heard Darcy gasp and whimper as her legs gave out under her when she came.

Zemo jerked his cock as he looked at the shaking mess of Darcy. “May I?” He asked as he ran his hand over her ass. She whimpered and raised her hips slightly. He smiled as James shoved a pillow under her hips as he moved between her legs. He groaned as he pushed back into her ass. “So eager to be pleased and to please.” He whispered as he squeezed her ass making her whimper. 

Darcy’s fingers flexed where they rest on Natasha’s hips, Natasha’s breath hitched as Darcy tugged on her. She hesitated for a second before allowing Darcy to set her lips back onto her pussy. Natasha gasped softly as Darcy softly licked at her, her face being shoved deep into her pussy as Zemo thrust into her as. James ran his hand gently down Darcy’s back as she pushed Natasha to her third orgasm while Zemo chased his second in Darcy’s ass.

Natasha gasped as she came again, throwing her head back as she rode it out on Darcy’s tongue. Zemo groaned as he dug his fingers harshly into her ass as he came again and sat back on his knees as he pulled out of her, leaving her hole red and dripping. Darcy whimpered and gasped against Natasha’s thigh as they stopped.

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Darcy shifted uncomfortably as she sat in Zemo’s jet, he’d lent it to them when Natasha said she needed to head back. Darcy reluctantly decided to take the opportunity to try and bully Tony into being reasonable and making Cap relax in his hunt for James.

“Sore?” Natasha asked with a smirk as she eyed Darcy.

“Screw off.”

“Thought you’d be too sore for that.” 

Darcy glared at her and slammed her laptop closed. “I’m going for a nap.”

“Need someone to cuddle?” She quipped as Darcy stormed to the back of the Jet, flipping her off as she did.

***

“I miss her.” James whispered as he cuddled into Zemo in their bed. He couldn’t remember when he last slept in his own room, he’d been pressed between Darcy and Zemo every night since he’d joined them.

“I know, soldier.” Zemo said softly as he ran his fingers through James’ hair. “We’ll see her again soon. At the next UN meeting. She needs to return to the tower, she can’t be seen to be favouring Sokovia too much. She’ll be meeting with the US and UK then China in the coming weeks I believe.”

He huffed and pressed his face into Zemo’s shoulder. “Can’t you just represent the world leaders' opinions and keep her here?”

He smirked and scratched his nails over James’ scalp. “If only it were that simple.” He whispered as he pressed a kiss to the side of James’ head. “My views leave too little room for other leaders to get what they want out of the accords.”

James sighed and pressed a kiss to Zemo’s neck.

***

Darcy blearly stood in the Avengers common room as she sorted herself a cup of coffee, she really needed to talk to someone about getting a coffee machine and mini fridge for her office. Traipsing all the way upstairs when she wanted a vanilla hazelnut coffee with cream was not something she wanted to repeat several times a day. She stretched and reached up to pull down a coffee mug, her shirt riding up at her hips.

“What’s that?” She looked over her shoulder to see Captain Rogers stood to the side.

“What’s what?” She asked as she brought the mug down and turned to face him.

“This.” He growled as he stepped up to her and lifted the hem of her t-shirt.

“Hey.” She shouted and slapped his hand away. “No touchie.”

“Who’s hurting you?” He asked softly as he withdrew his hand. “You’ve fingerprints on your hips. Was it Zemo?”

Darcy rolled her eyes and turned back to her coffee, she’d tell him it was actually his best friend but that would cause more drama than she was prepared for before her coffee. “Do you think Natasha would’ve let him live if he touched me in a way I didn’t want?” Steve gaped at her. “Close your mouth Captain. You’ll catch flies.” She said as she tapped his chin, she finished sorting her coffee. “Keep out of my business, Captain. I’m trying to help you.”

Steve stared after as she walked away.

***

Sam paused as he entered the gym to see Steve wailing on one of Stark’s reinforced punching bags. Something was bothering him and it wasn’t the search for Bucky.

“Wanna talk about it?” Sam asked as he moved towards the Captain.

Steve sighed and stopped punching the bag, he rest his hands on it as it swung back to him. “I think he’s hurting her.”

“Who’s hurting who?”

“Zemo. Darcy.” He said as he caught his breath. “She’s marks, like fingerprints.” He said as he waved to his hip area.

“Okay. A, marks like that don’t necessarily mean he’s hurting her. They could just be having good and rough sex. I know I’ve left a few bruises and got a few. Doesn’t mean he’s hurting her. And B, Natasha picked her up. You really think Romanoff is the type of woman to leave it unsaid if someone’s hurting her friend? We’d have hell raining down on us.”

“That’s what Darcy said.” He sighed, pressing his head against the bag.

“Look man you wanna know what I think?” Steve tilted his head to the side to look at Sam. “You’re struggling cause we can’t find anything. Can’t save him. So you’re looking for something you can do something about. But there’s nothing to save Darcy from.” Steve sighed and screwed his eyes shut as he turned back to the bag. “And anyway, that kind of situation? It wouldn’t be solved by Captain America going all righteous fury. She’d have to want to leave if that was the case. And until I see something that spells it out, I’m gonna tell you to leave it alone.”

Steve nodded against the bag. Sam made sense, he knew he was right. He’d seen women during the war with those kind of marks, from bad soldiers or bad husbands. They were so different from how Darcy acted. They cowered before him, terrified. Darcy stared him down and told him to leave her alone. He took a calming breath and pulled away from the bag.

“You want to spar?” He asked.

“Nah.” Sam said with a laugh. “I saw how you were beating on that bag. I don’t want that to be me.”

Steve huffed.

***

“Hello Darcy.” Thor said as he stepped into her office.

“Hi big guy.” She said with a grin.

“I see you found a paramore in your travels.” He noted as he spotted a hickey on her neck when he sat down.

She chuckled and pulled her hair over her shoulder. “How’s things with Jane?”

He frowned and twisted his hands together. “She’s been distant. Lost in her work as she made a breakthrough.”

“I’m sorry.” She said as she looked at him with sad eyes. “Want me to bully her into taking a break?” 

Thor shook his head. “I’d rather her achieve her goals and miss her than be selfish and pull her away from her studies.” Darcy gave him a tight smile. “So tell me about your paramore.”

She smirked at him. “There’s actually two of them. Zemo and his bodyguard.”

He smiled happily at her. “I take it they make great effort to ensure you’re thoroughly pleased with.”

She giggled. “That’s an understatement. I miss them and it’s only been like a day and a half. I spent last night working when I couldn’t sleep.”

“You’re too used to being held between them?”

“After being fucked into oblivion.” She said with a blush and a grin. “Think it’s only been just over a week, maybe two. And I’m already so used to them.”

He smiled softly at her. “If you need someone to hold you as you slumber.” He offered.

Darcy giggled. “Maybe. I’ll see how I go.”

***

Darcy had managed to corner Pepper as she stopped by the tower one day. She was able to update her on how the accords were going and ask if Tony had looked for any files from Shield about his parents death. Pepper had given her a confused look before telling her as far as she knew Tony hadn’t done anything with the files, not even instructing Jarvis to sort through them. Darcy nodded to herself, he’d made it easy on her.

“You know the winter soldier?” Darcy asked as she walked into Tony’s lab.

“Hi Tony, thanks for the nice corner office and all the coffee I drink. You’re the real MVP.” He muttered to himself as he pulled himself away from his project. “By reputation only. Why you asking?”

“Because.” She said as she handed him a tablet. “Read that.”

He frowned as he took the tablet. It was a Hydra file, one of the ones that had been buried in the Shield data dump. It was from the late 40’s and described the brainwashing and torture of an American soldier they’d captured and shot up with the super soldier serum. It detailed a rather graphic operation to fix an advanced prosthetic metal arm, he could see the ways that it could be improved if he ever got his hands on it. He’d start by cutting the weight down, sacrificing some power for maneuverability and finesse. He frowned as he read how they attached it to his nerves, it wasn’t terrible but he could make something better with less feedback. Probably help with any sensory overload.

He held his breath as he came across a picture of them. “That Barnes?”

She nodded.

“Why isn’t Rogers telling us this?”

She shrugged. “He doesn’t want to. It’s understandable really but you should know.”

“Why?” He asked confused as she pulled the tablet from him.

She tapped away at it for a second before handing it back to him. “I recommend you not watch the video.”

He frowned as he looked down at the tablet. He recognised the date. The date of the car crash. 

The Assets' previous resistance to missions has been corrected. It was sent to retrieve serum from Howard Stark. It orchestrated a car crash then beat Mr and Mrs Stark to death before returning with the serum. The Asset showed no recognition or remorse. We believe we’ve finally perfected our Winter Soldier program and will expand it.

“He wasn’t drunk.” Tony whispered, he felt tears dropping onto the pad. HE wiped roughly at his face. “Is this why Rogers didn’t want to tell me? Cause Barnes was used to murder my parents?”

Darcy pressed her lips together and nodded. “I think he was worried you’d kill him as soon as you found out.”

“Jeez I’m not gonna do that.” He said as he threw the tablet to his desk. “Barnes was fucked up. Twisted into a killer by Hydra. I’m not going to kill him.” He groaned. “Might kill Rogers for keeping this from me though.” He wetly chuckled.

“Now think of the optics of that.” She said with a smile as she touched Tony’s shoulder. He sighed and wheeled his chair closer to her and wrapped his arms around her waist.

“Thank you. For telling me.” He whispered into her stomach as she stroked his hair. His arms flexed around her waist. “And thanks for showing me what he went through first. I wouldn’t have been like this if you didn’t”

“I know.” She whispered as they stood there.

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“I told Tony today.” Darcy said as James answered the video call. He was sat in Zemo’s office in one of the arm chairs, she could make out Zemo over his shoulder working at his desk. He looked up for a second when he heard her voice.

“Oh.” He whispered as he looked to the side.

“Just about the fact you are the winter soldier and what happened with his parents. He took it better than I expected.”

“How did he take it?” Zemo called from his desk.

“He wants to get his hands on James’ arm. Once he stopped crying he started a new project, he wants to make it lighter and more nimble I think.” She mused. “I don’t know, really. But he didn’t want to kill him. Cap maybe but not James.”

“Why kill Stevie?” James asked.

She shrugged. “He’s known for a bit. Not sure exactly how long but he didn’t want to tell Tony anything from what I can tell. Cap made the dumbass decision not to tell anyone outside of Sam. Natasha only found out because Sam brought it up around her.”

“Idiot.” He muttered and shook his head.

“Oh definitely.” She said with a nod. “He caught sight of some bruises on my hips from the other day and basically accused Zemo of abuse.”

Zemo froze and put his pen down, James shifted the phone so it was pointed more to Zemo. “I would never. It’s abhorrent to mistreat someone in such a way.” He said firmly. “If we’ve been too rough…”

“Oh you’ve been perfectly fine.” She said quickly. “I’ve thoroughly enjoyed getting the bruises and feeling them afterwards. I like it.”

James’ breath hitched as he watched her hand trail up to her neck and slip under her collar to press on one of her hickeys. He heard Zemo stand up and make his way towards him, he felt Zemo sit on the arm of the chair and take the phone from his grip.

“Do you press on them as you try to make yourself cum?” Zemo asked, he felt James settle his arm on his leg and squeeze as Darcy nodded.

“I do. But it’s not as good.” She whispered as her hand wrapped around her neck. “I miss you.”

“We miss you as well, miláčik.” He said softly.

“What does that mean?” She asked as she shuffled about to lay on her front, she was on her bed.

“It means Darling.” Zemo said softly. He rest his arm behind James on the back of the sofa as he lent into him.

Darcy hummed as she played with the purple opal necklace. “I like it.” She whispered. “Gods I shouldn’t miss you this much already.” She groaned as she looked at them

Zemo smirked at her while James smiled softly at her. “We did have you between us near every night since I took you to bed.” He said with a smirk. 

“That’s only part of it.” She whispered. “I miss the casual touches and just knowing you were both here.”

“How can we help you?” James asked softly.

“I don’t know.” 

“We could.” Zemo started with a smirk. “We could talk to her while she touches herself.” Her breath hitched. “Watch as she brings herself to ecstasy.” 

Darcy whimpered and pressed her thighs together. She looked to her side table where she kept the few toys she had.

“I think she likes that idea.” Zemo said softly as he leaned down to briefly kiss James. James whined softly as Zemo pulled away from the kiss. “I think you’d like it as well, soldier.” He noted as he looked down to James’ crotch. 

Darcy scrambled across the bed again, propping her phone against her pillows and reaching across the bed to her side table to pull out her toys.

“Look at her delectable ass.” Zemo said softly as Darcy’s ass was the only thing left on screen even though it was covered in leggings.

“I want to bite it.” James muttered his eyes fixed on her ass. They heard her breath hitched as he said that.

She shuffled back on the bed and sat on her knees as she looked at the camera. “How do…” She trailed off.

“What toys do you have?” Zemo asked.

She reached to the side of the camera. “A rabbit vibrator.” She said as she held up a purple dildo with the rabbit attachment. “And a normal dildo.” She said as she held up a simple pink silicone dildo. 

James' breath hitched as she ran her hands over them both. 

Zemo smirked and twisted his hand on James’ hair. “Strip.” He instructed her. She threw her shirt to the side, their mouths watered as they noted she wasn’t wearing a bra. She went up onto her knees as she pulled her leggings down to her knees before falling to her back and pulling them off the rest of the way. James’ breath hitched as he noticed she was wearing a thong. “Underwear as well.”

Darcy smiled at the camera as she pulled her underwear off, she sat with her legs curled under her and to the side. “What now?”

“Spread your legs.” James whimpered as Darcy displayed her pussy just as Zemo told her to. He wished she was here so he could bury his face in her. “Now take the rabbit and teach your clit. Don’t switch it on yet.”

She sighed as she brought the purple toy to her clit. Rubbing it in slow circles that were barely satisfying as she waited for the next instruction. She smiled as she saw James start to palm at Zemo’s cock making the camera shake ever so slightly.

“Good girl.” Zemo whispered breathily. “Dip it into your cunt.” She whined as she pushed the head of the toy into her unprepared pussy, making her stretch almost as good as she did on Zemo or James’ cock. “Now switch it on.” She switched it on quickly, her hips jerking and taking more of the toy in as the vibrations washed through her. “Ah ah. Don’t fuck yourself yet.”

Darcy groaned as she dragged the toy back to her clit. Darcy moaned as she watched Zemo pull James into a kiss and run his hand down his front and grip his cock through his pants. She could just about make out James moaning into the kiss.

“So good.” Zemo whispered as he pulled back from the kiss. “Now Miss Lewis. Take the dildo and suck on it. As deep as you can.” 

She whimpered and gripped the base of the pink dildo, she did her best to keep the vibrator on her clit since he hadn’t told her she could stop. Not that she wanted to. She licked up the length of the dildo then circled the head when she reached the top before pushing it passed her lips, it didn’t choke her like James or Zemo did when she took their full length into her mouth.

“Good girl.” Zemo whispered. “She looks so beautiful like that doesn’t she, James?” He asked as his hand slipped into the other mans pants and started jerking him off. James whimpered and nodded. “Imagine if she was here. Pleasuring herself like this for us. She could gag on a fake cock. A vibrator strapped to her needy clit. And we could take turns fucking her cock hungry cunt.”

James cried out as he came in his pants. Zemo jerking him through his orgasm. Darcy whimpered as she watched James cum in his pants, she was desperate to cum.

“Miss Lewis.” Zemo said as he switched from watching James’ slack face back to her on the screen. “Take the cock from your mouth and fill your greedy cunt.” He instructed as he kept jerking James in his pants. 

Darcy sighed and licked her lips as she pulled the dildo from her mouth, she trailed it down her chest, besides the vibrator before she pushed it into her pussy. She gasped and arched back as she fell flat to the bed.

“Fuck yourself slowly.” Zemo’s instructions came. “Keep the vibrator pressed to your clit.”

She whimpered as she thrust the dildo inside of her, she shifted the angle of the vibrator and cried out as she came hard around the dildo. 

“Can you picture her face?” Zemo asked James, he nodded breathlessly and thrust up into his hand. “She’s so beautiful when she comes apart on our cocks. She seems to make just as pretty a picture using toys. I’ll have to make sure to invest in time for her next visit.”

Darcy whimpered as she let the toys fall to the bed as she rolled onto her side to watch James and Zemo. James was gasping desperately against Zemo’s lips as Zemo kept pumping his cock. James gave a desperate shout as he came again. Zemo smiled as he pulled back from this kiss and removed his hand from his lovers pants, his lips twitched up in a smirk as he brought his cum covered hand to his lips and licked it clean.

“Did that help you with missing us?” Zemo asked as he looked to the phone, James kept staring up at him and gripped his hip desperately.

“I think I miss you more.” She said softly.

“I’m sorry, pet.” He whispered. “Perhaps you could ask Miss Romanoff to help you?”

James’ breath hitched and he tightened his grip at Zemo’s hip.

Darcy gaped slightly at the suggestion. “Maybe.”

Zemo smirked.

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“You’re not going to let your relationship interfere with your work are you?” Maria Hill asked as she walked into Darcy’s office and threw a box on her desk.

“No.” She replied with a frown. “Besides I’m sure Natasha would’ve told you if she thought it was a risk.”

“It wasn’t Natasha.” Maria said.

Darcy pulled the box to the side. “Was it Steve?”

Maria stayed quiet. 

“If it was Steve you can tell him to keep his nose out. I like rough sex with strong men. He’s not on the list. He can get over it.”

Maria’s lip twitched in the corner. “I’ll let him know.”

“Seriously though. He seems like he’d be too tender.” She said as her chair rolled back a bit. “Like sometimes you just want to you know. And he doesn’t seem capable.”

Maria nodded with a smirk. “Just don’t let whatever you have with Zemo interfere with the accords.”

Darcy nodded as Maria left, she gave it a few moments before opening the box. She smiled as she moved the note to the side as she looked at the necklace, this one was silver. A heart shaped ruby surrounded by small diamonds hung from a delicate silver chain, there were also a pair of simple diamond studs though they were quite large. She unfolded the notes and started reading it as she swapped out the purple opal set for the new jewelry. 

Miss Lewis

Please accept our gift of appreciation for the other night.

Yours From Sokovia 

Z & J 

X

She spun around so the light from the window was shining on her, she shifted her top a little so she showed a hint of cleavage. She tucked her hair behind her ear before she lifted her phone up and snapped a picture. The gems shined in the light and her eyes sparkled as she looked at the picture. She smiled as she sent it to James and Zemo.

JDZ <3

Thank you <3

You didn’t have to get me anything x

J: We wanted to

Z: So we did

Z: It was actually something my family has had for a while

Z: I’d rather see it around your neck than gathering dust x

Still…

Thank you

James' chat bubble appeared for a second then disappeared. She frowned before setting her phone down.

***

“Show me.” Natasha said as she slid up next to Darcy at the Avengers group dinner.

Darcy smiled as she tucked her hair behind her ear to show of the earrings before she held out the necklace.

Clint gave a low whistle as he hovered over Natasha’s shoulder. “Someone’s got a generous sugar daddy.”

“You needn’t talk Legolas.” Tony called from the kitchen island where he was picking out what he wanted from the takeaway bags. “Before you were living off of me you were sucking at the teat of government. Tell me what’s worse. Getting things cause your pretty and have sex with someone or because you're doing what the government tells you too?”

“Touche.” Clint said as he shoved a spring roll into his mouth.

“It’s not like that.” Darcy muttered as she flushed.

“I know.” Natasha said with a grin as she held the ruby between her fingers. She wondered if Zemo had told her the history of the necklace she wore.

Darcy’s flush deepened at Natasha’s comment. Natasha let the jewel fall back to Darcy’s chest as Thor approached them and wrapped his arm around her.

“It’s nice to see midgardian’s courting proper.” He said as he pulled Darcy into his side. “I’m pleased my lightening sister has found such a man.”

“Would you be saying that if you saw the bruises?” Steve muttered into his slice of pizza before taking a bite.

“You got something to share with the class, Rogers?” Tony quipped as he sat next to Bruce.

“Nope.”

“If it’s what I think it was, you can go screw yourself.” Darcy said as she glared at him.

“I’m just concerned, that's all.” He said innocently as he held his hands up.

“That why you told Hill you think my relationship will interfere with the Accords?” She asked with a roll of her eyes. 

“Low blow Captain.” Clint muttered as he pulled the pizza away from Steve and to himself.

She stalked over to the table and rest her hands on the table as she stared down at him. “The fact I like it when he grips my hips as he fucks me long and hard. Making me cum over and over till he’s done.” She hissed. “Has nothing to do with my professionalism. If anything it will give me a better idea of how to swing things more in your favour so you can run around in your star spangled suit and play hero. Stay out of my love life Rogers.”

She spun away from the table and stalked away. Thor watched after her before grabbing her the pizza as well as the bag that was just for him.

“Pizza no.” Clint whined as Thor stalked after her.

***

“Speaking of Rogers being a fucking idiot recently.” Tony said as he started twisting some noodles around his fork. “Thanks for telling me about Barnes and not leaving it to someone more sensible. Real team mate move there.”

Steve glared at Sam who held his hands up. “I stayed out of it.”

Steve turned to Natasha. “It wasn’t me.”

“It was Lewis.” Tony said as he chewed his food. “She did you a real solid and you’re fucking it by being a cock just cos she likes it a little rough? Dick move.”

Natasha sat down at the table with a stir fry and chopsticks. “I told Darcy it was The Winter Soldier we were looking for. She did a deep dive in the leaked files. Found a few we hadn't. Made connections we didn’t. The Stark’s assassination was actually in there. Did you really only find it the other week or was that just when Sam found it too?”

Steve looked down.

“Dick move Rogers.” Clint muttered. “The balls on Lewis to go behind your back though.” He gave another low whistle as he grabbed a plate of shawarma since the Pizza had been taken.

“She shouldn’t have done that.” Steve said quietly.

“She should’ve. Things went a lot better with her telling me than you.” Tony said before biting into a spring roll.

“I’m the leader of this team. She shouldn’t have gone behind my back.”

“Nah.” Clint said with a mouth full of food. “The real leader of the team is either Nat, Hill or Stark. Stark’s the money bags and like 90% of the funding, couldn’t do shit without that he’s decent at strategery too. Brought us all here for one, great move bee tee dubs. Hill basically tells us where to go, only reason she’s let you globe trot was because she was at the fall I’m guessing. But Nat’s got a better tact mind than anyone at the table, Thor could give her a run for her money maybe but that’s just cause he’s old as fuck. You’re the poster boy and mid range muscle.”

Steve gaped at Clint who just kept shoving food into his mouth.

“Oh he’s got you pegged.” Bruce muttered with a low chuckle as he ate his Thai noodles.

“Now that we’re done emasculating Rogers.” Tony drawled. “Can I ask when you were planning on telling me it was your boyfriend who killed my parents? I haven’t watched the video but I hear it’s quite gruesome.”

“It wasn’t him.” Steve said as he glared at Tony.

“Eh it kind of was.” Tony said with a shrug. “But I do know it wasn’t his fault. First file Lewis handed me was from the late 40’s. Told me exactly what they did to him. I had Jarvis do a work up after that. Keeping out of the murder files, not interested in that. Just focusing on the files that looked at what they did to him. So I know exactly how much shit they put him through. How they twisted and broke him. I’m not going to blame a man who was less of a man and more of a weapon for something he did when he was tortured like he was.”

“Me and Sam both said not telling Tony was a terrible plan.” Natasha started. “Just be glad when Darcy knew all the facts she decided to interfere. It wouldn’t have gone nearly as well as you telling him.”

“She’s not wrong.” Tony said with a smirk.

“I’m going to my room.” Steve muttered as he stood up and left the table.

“At least he didn’t take my shawarma.” Clint muttered as the Captain stalked away from the table.

***

Darcy screamed as she slammed her door shut behind her. Who did Steve think he was trying to get in the middle of her relationship? She kicked at her sofa then hissed as her foot throbbed, she groaned and sat on her sofa before pulling her foot into her lap and massaging her toes.

“What do you think the Captain said?” Thor asked as he walked into the room with the take out.

She sighed as he sat the food down on the coffee table and sat next to her. “Probably something about the bruises.”

“On your neck?”

She shook her head as she pulled the pizza box to her. “He saw some on my hips the other day when I was getting coffee and jumped to some very wrong conclusions.”

“Ah.” Thor nodded. “I’ll admit I’ve had a few occasions where I’ve left questionable bruises in my wake as we sought our pleasure.”

Darcy’s lips twitched in a smirk. “I’m just glad I haven’t worn shorts so he can see the bruise on my thigh. James has a very tight grip sometimes.”

His lips twitched in a smirk. “They both love you?”

“I don’t know.” She shrugged. “It might be too soon for both of them but I know I’m close.” She said as she rest against Thor’s shoulder, he wrapped his arm around her and pulled her into his shoulder. “I really like them.”

“It’s to be expected.” He said softly as he rubbed her shoulder. “To cheer you up how about we go shopping tomorrow? I know I need to get more casual midgardian clothes and I’ve seen that shopping cheers up most women.”

“Thanks Big guy. I’d like that.” She said as she pulled a slice of pizza from the box. Thor smiled down at her and pulled a slice of his own.

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“You didn’t deny he was your boyfriend.” Natasha said as she barged into Steve’s suite.

“Go away Natasha.” He muttered as he focused on his sketch pad.

“It’s a good likeness.” She muttered as she looked at the picture of James, he hadn’t changed much from the Captain’s memory. “Were you together?”

“Not really.” Steve muttered, giving up against Natasha’s search for answers. “It could’ve been that way. We were bachelors who lived together in Brooklyn, more than a few girls thought we were.”

“So it wasn’t because you were skinny that you couldn’t get a date.” She joked as she sat next to him on the couch.

“Not entirely.” He chuckled as he set the pencil down. “But it could’ve been. We didn’t really get the time.”

“You ever slept together?”

He hesitated a second before nodding. “Just a few times. Couldn’t really start something though. He shipped out. I found him. Then he fell. Wasn’t the right time.”

“You want to see if now’s the right time?” She asked softly.

“I don’t know.” He shook his head. “He’s my last connection to back then. And that’s assuming he remembers anything from before.” He screwed his eyes shut and took a deep breath before looking to Natasha. “Is it selfish for me to want him to be like before so we can see if it would go anywhere?”

“Yes.” She said plainly. “The chance of him being the man you remember is infinitesimally small. He might not want to go back to how things were before. He probably wouldn’t be able to after all the trauma he suffered. Don’t cling to the past like that.”

“Thanks Nat.”

She smiled at him. “Apologise to Darcy as well.”

“I’m just concerned.”

“And it’s entirely misplaced.” She sighed. “They like rough sex. Things aren’t like the used to be back in the day with gentle love making and tender touches. People are a lot more comfortable now with their preferences.”

“You sure?” He asked, concern still filling his eyes.

“Oh so very sure.” She said with a smirk confusing Steve.

***

Darcy woke up to the warmth of Thor at her back as he spooned her. She’d taken him up on his offer to hold her as she slept and she slept almost as good as she did between James and Zemo. She’d told them that the whole team knew that Bucky and The Winter Soldier were the same, only Natasha knew that her James was also Steve’s Bucky though. Natasha had sat with them both for a bit before she went to confront Steve about his behaviour, she’d begged out of their offer of joining them shopping.

She kicked at Thor's shin as she shuffled out of his hold. “Come on big guy. I’m in the mood for diner waffles. Wakey wakey eggs and bakey.”

Thor huffed and rolled himself out of bed.

***

Darcy Lewis: Two Timer?

TMZ

Avengers Political Liaison, Darcy Lewis, has been linked as being in a relationship with Prime Minister of Sokovia, Baron Helmut Zemo, but now she’s been seen stepping out with none other than The God of Thunder himself?

[Picture of Darcy and Thor in a diner eating food together. The picture is taken through the window of the restaurant.]

Does she just have a taste for powerful men?

Are the other Avengers at risk?

Does Pepper Potts need to keep an eye on her man?

Or is Darcy’s taste broader?

[Picture of Darcy and Natasha walking together. Their arms are linked as their heads are bowed while they look at something on a tablet.]

Rumours have circulated about the Black Widow’s true taste in lovers. Could she prefer women? Pictures make it seem like a likely possibility.

[Picture of Natasha holding a dress up to Pepper in a high end department store. Pepper smiles indulgently at her.]

[Picture of Natasha with a woman in a leather jacket. The other woman’s back is too the camera but Natasha is stood very close to her and can be seen smirking.]

We have to question.

Will the already heartbroken Baron Zemo have his heart broken by a heartless harpy?

[Picture of Darcy and Zemo exiting the children's home. Zemo’s hand can be seen resting on her back as they make their way down the front steps.]

Thor is also reportedly dating Lewis’ best friend, Dr Jane Foster.

Are they going behind the others' backs?

Who will Miss Lewis go after next? Cast your votes in the comments.

***

Darcy screamed into her pillow as she finished the TMZ article her mom sent her. She hated TMZ, they couldn’t leave well enough alone when rumours were flying. She was so close to making an official twitter and ripping the article to shreds, but she was pretty sure that would just make things worse.

“You read TMZ?” Natasha asked as she stepped into Darcy’s room and picked her laptop up to read the article. “Esh. You really shouldn’t. What are you going to do?”

“Do we have a PR team?” She mumbled into the pillow.

“Surprisingly no.” Natasha said as she clicked off the article. 

Darcy groaned and ran her fingers through her hair before leaning up on her elbows. “Anything I say will probably be taken out of context and twisted so I seem like more of a skank. I should’ve stayed in Sokovia.”

“Next time I’ll leave you there.” She said as she set the laptop down on the side table before set laid on the bed next to Darcy. “I’m sure Zemo will give you citizenship if you ask really nice.”

She groaned again and tilted her face down again. “I hope they don’t get TMZ in Sokovia.”

“I think they get TMZ everywhere.” Natasha muttered. “Come to the gym with me. I’ll help get your mind off it.”

“You’ll teach me the sexy leg move?” Darcy asked hopefully.

“I’ll teach you the sexy leg move.” She agreed with a grin.

***

“You really know how to make every part of a girl ache.” Darcy called as she stepped under the spray of the showers at the gym.

“I know.” Natasha said with a smirk as she stepped into the shower behind Darcy, startling her slightly. Darcy turned around to face the spy. “James messaged me the other day. Said you’d been saying you're frustrated.”

“It’s just not the same.” She whispered as Natasha backed her against the wall, she gasped as the cool tile met her back.

“He said they were okay if I took care of you since you took such good care of me.” She whispered as her tits pressed against Darcy’s. “Tell me what you want.” She said her hand ghosting across the top of her thigh.

Darcy whimpered at the feather light touch. “I want you to kiss me and touch me. Make me cum hard.” She whispered breathlessly.

“My pleasure.” She replied as she pressed her lips against Darcy’s.

Darcy moaned into the kiss as Natasha pressed her further into the wall as she dominated her mouth. She whimpered as Natasha bit her lip, Darcy’s hands ghosted up the other woman's sides till she gripped her tits. Natasha sighed into the kiss as she reached her hand between Darcy’s legs. She groaned into the kiss as Natasha’s fingers dragged slowly across her clit before she plunged them deep inside of her.

Darcy’s cry was muffled by the kiss, she felt one of Natasha’s knees slip between hers and spread her legs. Natasha’s other hand came up between them as she started rubbing her clit while her other fingers fucked into Darcy’s pussy. Natasha smirked into the kiss as she felt Darcy clenching around her as she came with a whimper. Darcy shut the shower off and fisted her hands in Natasha’s hair as she pulled her closer. She moaned as she felt Natasha remove her fingers from Darcy’s pussy.

Darcy gasped for breath as Natasha broke the kiss, her breath hitched as Natasha brought the fingers that had been inside her to her mouth. She made eye contact as Natasha sucked each finger into her mouth and licked them clean. 

“I can see why James sings about the virtues of your pussy.” Darcy whimpered. “It’s fantastic.” She whispered as she sunk to her knees.

Darcy gasped as Natasha’s lips closed around her clit. Her hands clenching in the red head’s hair as she jerked her hips against her face. Natasha gripped her thigh tightly, pressing roughly on the bruises from James’ metal hand. They’d faded but were still there, reminding her of when he gave them to her. She whimpered as Natasha picked up speed and slipped two fingers back into her, she cried out as her second orgasm washed over her. Natasha licking her through the aftershocks of her orgasm.

“Let me.” Darcy gasped as she tugged at Natasha’s hair trying to pull her up.

“Later.” Natasha whispered as she kissed her thigh. “Finish your shower and come to my room later.”

Darcy nodded and watched her leave.

***

Darcy finished up her shower after Natasha left.

“It smells like sex in here.” She heard Steve call. “Thought we’d agreed to behave in the public showers, Barton.”

Darcy squeezed the water out of her hair before pulling her towel from the hook on the edge of the shower. “Not Barton.” She called as she wrapped the towel around her.

“Shit sorry.” Steve said as she stepped out of the shower. “Usually it’s one of the other guys in here. Nat tends to shower in her room.”

“Does she now.” Darcy muttered as she walked over to her clothes on the bench.

Steve’s eyes narrowed as he caught sight of the yellow bruise in her thigh. “Darcy.” He whispered breathlessly. 

“Don’t fucking start.” She said as pulled her underwear out of the pile, she slipped them on quickly under the towel even though it was uncomfortable.

“I’m just concerned.” He insisted as he held his hand out to her.

“Oh you’re concerned are you?” She asked as rifled through her clothes looking for her bra. “You want me to detail how I got every mark and bruise?” She shouted as she threw the towel into his hand. “You’ve already seen these.” She said as she brushed her fingers over the faded marks on her hips. “I got them the last time I was together with them both. That’s right it’s not just Zemo I’m fucking. We’ve got a nice little thing going and I cum so much when I’m fucked by them both. It wasn’t Zemo who left the finger prints or this handprint.” She said as her hand spread across her thing. “But Zemo left these.” She dragged her fingers across the pink marks left from the rope burn. “And more than a few of these.” She said as she pulled her hair to the side and showed him her neck. “Stop trying to tell me I’m abused when I just enjoy a rough fucking.” 

“I just care.” Steve shouted as he stepped up to Darcy taking her shoulder in his hand. “I just care about you.” He said softly as he stared at her lips.

“Get your hands off me.” She hissed as she pushed his hands off her shoulders. “I’m just a Peggy Carter look a like. Brown curled hair and I look damn good in a red lip. Stop living in the past Rogers. It’ll wreck you.”

She pulled her shirt over her head quickly as he stepped back in shock. She grabbed her leggings and ran out of the room leaving him dumbfounded in her wake.

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Darcy took deep gasping breaths as she stormed to the elevator, she felt hot tears streaming down her face. The doors opened to reveal Thor, he looked pleased to see her for a second till his smile gave way to a concerned frown. She let out a sob as she threw herself into his chest, he wrapped his arms around her and pressed the button to closer the doors.

“What’s upset you little sister?” He asked as he rubbed her back and stroked her hair.

She shook her head against his chest. “Jarvis.”

“Yes Miss Lewis.” The AI’s came from the speaker.

“Can you tell Natasha I’m sorry but I won’t be over tonight.”

“Right away Miss Lewis.”

“What’s wrong Darcy?” He asked again as he brushed her hair back from her face.

She screwed her eyes shut and shook her head. “Can you hold me tonight? Like the other night.”

“Of course, sister.”

***

Natasha frowned as Jarvis said Darcy was cancelling on her. “Did anyone go into the gym after I left but before Darcy left?”

“Captain Rogers entered the gym. I believe he spoke with Miss Lewis in the showers.”

Natasha narrowed her eyes before she left her suite. She was sure Steve said something to her, she just needed to find out what. She stormed down to the gym level and came face to face with Rogers back.

“What the fuck did you do?” She asked as she stormed up to him and shoved him.

He stumbled not expecting her to shove him. “Nothing.” He insisted.

“Likely fucking story.” She hissed. “Darcy cancelled on me. So I ask again. What. The. Fuck. Did you do?”

“Nothing.” He insisted again.

The sound of her hand hitting his cheek resonated throughout the gym. “Don’t lie to me, Rogers. You pissed her off the other night and you’ve done it again. Tell me what you said or did.”

He sighed. “I just said I cared about her.”

“Bullshit.” She hissed. “If you cared about her you wouldn’t accuse her boyfriend of abusing her just cause they like to have rough sex together.”

“I do.” He insisted. “I don’t want to see her get hurt.”

“They won’t hurt her.” Natasha shouted. “Not anymore than she lets them. They’re both far too restrained.”

“You know there’s two of them?” He asked.

“Of course I know.” She hissed. “I was there. I went to Sokovia and saw Darcy with both of them. You’d better hope Darcy hasn’t told them what you’ve been saying to her. They’d fucking kill you. Hell I might.”

“You wouldn’t.” He said with a shake of his head. “They wouldn’t.” 

“You want to fucking test me?” Natasha asked as she flicked a knife out from nowhere and held it up to his chin. “I’ll cut you. Crotch to throat if you stick your Shield in where it doesn’t belong.”

“Natasha.” Clint called from the doorway. Her eyes flicked over her shoulder to her friend before she gave one last glare to Steve and turned to leave.

“Nat.” Steve called.

She turned around quickly and threw the knife, it buried itself into his thigh up to the hilt. “Don’t fucking talk to me. Not till you pull your head out your ass and even then…” She shook her head as she turned back around and left the room. “You can keep the knife as a reminder.”

Clint stared at Steve as he clutched his leg before turning to follow after his best friend.

***

Zemo smirked to himself under his helmet as he stepped out of the classic car.

“Maybe one day you’ll actually beat me in a race.” Aleksandr called as he walked towards Zemo, his helmet was sat on the back of his own classic car.

“I gave you a good run for your money.” Zemo replied after he pulled off his own helmet and clasped his friends hand in his. “There’s a good reason why you were the evac of the squad."

Aleksandr smirked at him.

“I bet I could beat him.” Pietro said as he took Zemo’s helmet from him.

“Don’t scratch it.” Zemo said with a smirk.

“Come on speedy.” Aleksandr said as he wrapped his arm around the boys shoulder. “Lets see if your super speed translates across to cars.”

Zemo smiled as he undid the neck of his race suit, it was from before everything. Him and the Scorpions enjoyed race days occasionally. The suit was in a deep blue and had embroidery above his heart saying Baron Zemo, for it’s official use as Prime Minister he had a patch added to each shoulder. The flag of Sokovia and the emblem of the Prime Minister’s office.

He ignored the flash of cameras as he took a water bottle from Wanda in her sunglasses and security get up of dark jeans, a deep red top and a dark fitted leather jacket.

“Prime Minister!” Shouted one of the reporters. “What do you think of Darcy Lewis?”

Zemo handed the bottle back to Wanda and faced the reporters. “Miss Lewis is a smart, beautiful and intelligent woman who I’ve had the pleasure of working with on what I’m sure will end up an integral part of our world’s history.”

“What about the rumours of you dating her and her cheating on you with The God of Thunder?” The same reporter asked. 

He frowned at the reporter before Wanda’s phone came into view. “I heard them mention it earlier.“ She said quietly, her back to the crowd. “It’s a TMZ article. It’s trash.”

His frown deepened as he read through the article. It repeated the rumours of his relationship with Darcy and then suggested she was sleeping her way through powerful men after she’d been pictured with Thor sharing waffles. The article did everything but outright call her a slut and a homewrecker. He wouldn’t let this go unanswered.

“Let me make one thing clear.” He said addressing the crowd. “My private life is private. I assume Miss Lewis is of the same view. When I had the pleasure of Miss Lewis’ company the other week she informed me that Thor is her best friend. To tarnish that relationship with petty gossip is a disgrace to journalism. If you can even call the drivel that TMZ published Journalism. Miss Lewis has more integrity and professionalism than the entire editorial staff of TMZ combined. I will not entertain any more accusations on Miss Lewis’ character or speculation on any relationship I may have with her.”

Zemo walked away quickly from the crowd, Wanda following at his heel. “Where’s James?”

“He was at the back of the crowd.” She said. “I’m pretty sure he heard what I did. I can’t feel him.”

Zemo huffed as he ignored the heavy feeling in his gut. He could only hope James was going to Darcy, he had the same impulse to return to her embrace. He’d see her soon though, she was planning a gala of sorts so the Avengers could meet with the world leaders. He’d confirmed his attendance as soon as she brought it up. 

“Let me know if you can sense him.” 

Wanda nodded.

***

Natasha had dragged her out of the tower after giving her a day to cry and rage against Steve’s attitude. She’d taken Darcy to one of the high end dress shops to pick out a dress for the gala, she’d come away with a cream almost white trumpet cut dress with a sweetheart neckline and straps around the arms. It would be delivered to the tower in a few days. She planned to pair it with the ruby necklace Zemo had given her the other day.

“What sort of shoes are you thinking?” Natasha asked as they walked into one of the high end shoe stores.

“Comfortable.” Darcy said as she eyed the shoes on the shelves. “I’m thinking not too high since we’ll probably be walking around a lot all night. My bullshit tolerance drops with every inch.”

“6 inch then.” Natasha said with a smirk. “Can’t have you tolerating these rich white men can we?”

“Bold to assume I ever tolerate them.” She muttered as she followed Natasha over to one of the racks. Louboutins if the red soles were anything to go for.

“Zemo.” She quipped.

“Touche.” Darcy said with a smirk as she thought of him and James.

“What about these? Give you a Cinderella vibe?” Natasha asked as she held up a pair of clear heels covered in a series of rhinestones, that were probably actual diamonds.

“I’m not wearing blue.” Darcy muttered. “I was thinking more of a nude heel. Like this.” She said as she held up a pair of patent leather heels in a dusty pink nude colour. They weren’t too high but still had a decent heel on them.

She hummed and nodded. “Seems perfect. Thought it would take longer to be honest.” She said as she waved over the assistant.

“It’s not like we’re doing a full wardrobe like last time.”

“Very true.” Natasha agreed. “There’s a cocktail bar round the corner. You want to get some drinks?”

“Gods yes.” Darcy groaned. “Just don’t let me talk smack to any asshole reporters.”

“But what if it’d be funny.”

“Especially not then.” 

***

The were walking towards the bar when Darcy felt a hand grip her arm, she tightened her hold on Natasha’s arm as she was pulled into the alley. She crashed into the mans chest and looked up as she let go of Natasha’s arm.

“James.” She whispered.

“Hi Doll.” He whispered.

She wrapped her arms around his neck and pulled him into a kiss. He wrapped his arms around her waist and pulled her into him as he poured all his love for her into the kiss. She groaned as he ground his hips against her while he grabbed her ass.

“Why are you here?” She asked as she broke the kiss.

“I saw the TMZ article. I wanted to check on you.” He said.

Darcy ducked her head as she flexed her fingers against his chest. He was wearing a red henley and tact pants with an army jacket, she hadn’t seen him in anything other than a suit or naked. She liked it.

“What about Zemo?”

“He…” James hesitated. “He’s fine. I messaged him once I landed and realised I’d just ran off.”

“James.” She said softly.

“He understands.” He whispered as he pressed his forehead against hers. “He understands. He wanted to come as well but he has a country to run.” Darcy nodded. “And I need to tell Steve I’m...Okay and to stop looking for me. Can you help with that?” He asked Natasha.

“Of course.” She nodded.

“Good. Good.” HE muttered, he pressed a kiss to Darcy’s forehead before reluctantly pulling away. Her hands gripped tightly at his jacket. “Can you guys hold onto these for me?” He asked as he held out his phone and passport.

Natasha nodded and took them both. 

“I'll see you tonight Doll.” He said. Giving Darcy one last quick kiss on the lips before prying her hands off his jacket and disappearing into the shadows.

She felt Natasha’s arm wrap around her shoulder and pull her close.

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James took a deep breath as he entered Avengers tower later that day, the security to the side didn’t pay any special attention to him as he walked towards the desk that had a receptionist behind it.

“Do you have an appointment?” She asked.

“No.” He answered.

“You need an appointment.”

He shook his head and pulled off his gloves and rest his hands on the desk, her eyes flickered from his hands to his face. “Press it. I’m not here to kill anyone.” He said as he linked his hands behind his head and stepped away from the desk to kneel on the floor.

The security all unclipped their guns and half pointed them at him as he kneeled down. The elevator dinged and the archer stepped out with a bag of chips, he nodded to the security and they relaxed their stances.

“Winter Soldier?”

“I prefer James.” He said as he looked to the archer.

He nodded. “I prefer Barton. Or Clint. Or Hawkeye. Just don’t call me Legolas.”

“Like lord of the rings?” James asked confused.

“They let you watch movies in Hydra?”

“There’s movies? No I read the book back in the 40’s.”

“Huh.” Clint muttered as he bit into a chip, he held the back out to James. “Chip?”

James opened his mouth to answer when the elevator dinged again and Steve came running out.

“Bucky.” He gasped as he rushed to him.

James brought his hands down and jumped to his feet as he avoided Steve’s arms and spun towards where Clint was stood.

“He prefers James now.” Clint said around a mouth of chips as he tilted the bag to James.

“Thanks.” He muttered as he reached his hand into the bag for a chip. 

“Steve.” Sam called from where he was stood by the elevators. Steve looked from Bucky to Sam with desperate eyes. “Let’s go upstairs. Let him relax. He’s been on the run for months.”

Steve nodded and looked to his Bucky before heading to the elevators. Clint and James followed.

***

The ride up in the elevator was tense, James felt like punching out of it and making a run for it. The only calming thing in the elevator was the sound of Barton munching on chips still, he could feel Steve’s eyes burning a hole in the back of his head as the rode the seventy plus floors up. It dinged and opened to the common room floor as soon as Clint made a step forward James darted out ahead of him, he breathed quickly as he tried to calm down as he stepped into the common area.

It was open plan, a kitchen and bar to one side and a sitting area to the other with a dining table between them. His eyes anxiously scanned the group till they settled on Darcy and he breathed a sigh of relief as he calmed, it seemed like all of the Avengers were there as well as Darcy and an agent type woman.

“What’s she doing here?” He heard Steve ask. He watched as Darcy’s face darkened.

“She is here so we can work out a political strategy.” Darcy hissed with a glare. Darcy hadn’t said anything more to him or Zemo about Steve but he guessed from her glare that there was more to it than what he already knew. 

“You’re a civilian.”

“And she’s got a god and an assassin on her six.” Natasha said as she sat down next to Darcy. “You forgot I kicked Barnes’ ass all over the place?”

“I wouldn’t say you kicked my ass.” James muttered.

“Eh tomato tomato.” Clint shrugged as he wandered to the kitchen.

James huffed, they weren’t exactly wrong. In a fight she’d probably beat him, probably everyone apart from Thor and The Hulk would fall to her if she wanted. He remembered some of her training.

“How are you coping?” Steve asked and rest a hand on his shoulder.

James flinched and pulled away from Steve’s hand. He was surprised he was like this. He hadn’t expected it. He was fine with Darcy and Zemo, the twins and the tailor too. But Steve’s touch made him uneasy. “I’m fine.”

“You don’t seem fine.” Steve said as he watched James walk away from him.

He shrugged as he stood behind one of the couches.

“Can I get a look at your arm?” Tony asked before Steve could say anything else. “I saw the specs and drew up something better. More light weight. Won’t pull on your chest and shoulder so much. More dexterous too. I’ll even let you pick colour too.”

“Sure.” James muttered as he shucked off the jacket, draping it across the back of the couch before pulling his shirt over his head and holding his arm out to the engineer.

Tony let out a low whistle. “Are all super soldiers this chiseled? Seriously, what did they feed you? Spinach?”

“Erm it was tube feedings so I don’t know.” He whispered as Tony hovered over his arm.

“I’m thinking topless photo shoot.” Natasha muttered.

“With puppies and kittens.” Darcy agreed with a smirk. “No jury would convict him.”

“This is serious Lewis.” Steve said with a frown. James’s eyes flickered between them both.

“And I’ve already got an outline.” His lips twitched as she sassed him. “You really think I wasn’t working on a plan to get him off once I realised Bucky Barnes and the winter soldier were the same person?” Steve looked down. “I just needed him here so I could talk it through with him. Hill’s already filled in.”

The agent woman nodded. “We’ve got a lot of leeway with the US which will be our saving grace. A few other countries will likely side with us when everything becomes public. A lot of the files should still be on the net. More than a few countries also saved the Shield info dump. We outline everything he went through. Maybe gloss over a few kills. Only one that could work in our favour is the Stark’s, sorry Tony.”

“It’s fine.” Tony said with a wave as he focused on the metal arm.

“We’re pretty confident we present him as the world’s longest POW and no jury will convict.”

Darcy nodded in agreement. “Sokovia and Russia would be the hardest sell. But Sokovia already knows, Zemo looked over my shoulder when I was reading some files. He’s staunchly anti-super soldier but doesn’t believe James should be punished. Clearly sees he was used against his will and all that. Russia might seem to think they could have some claim over him but all we need to do is bring up that he’s originally from America and they can suck an egg.”

James lips twitched as he looked at her. He’d missed her so much.

Steve nodded in agreement. “You can stay in my room Buck.”

James froze. Tony looked up at him.

“I had a room made up for him when Lewis told me everything. Right next to Romanoff’s since if he went loco, no offence.” 

“None taken.” James muttered.

“Romanoff wouldn’t be afraid to put him down if he went full murder bot.”

“Better keep me sweet then Barens.” Natasha said with a smirk.

“As if that would be a hardship.” He said with a flirty grin.

She winked and nudged Darcy. Darcy rolled her eyes, apart from when she’d been arguing with Steve her eyes had stayed fixed firmly on his chest and arms. He was sure she’d missed him as much as he’d missed her.

“I’ll machine some parts for your upgrade and remodel.” Tony said. “Why don’t you go get settled in your room and Lewis can talk you through the strategy.”

“Tony.” Steve chided.

Tony rolled his eyes and James smirked. “Rogers. First of all. Nat’s obviously going to go with them. Second of all, your boyfriend seems as dangerous as a sad kitten right now.” James frowned at the boyfriend comment. “And thirdly, all he’s going to do is stare at her tits and ass. Probably hasn’t seen a decent pair since the 40’s assuming the history books were right and he was a ladies man. Were you a ladies man Barnes?”

“Maybe.” 

“Come on then James.” Darcy said as she stood. “Lets get you settled in.”

He nodded and picked his shirt and jacket up and followed her and Natasha back to the elevators.

***

Natasha took off to her own room once she’d dropped James and Darcy nextdoor. Darcy gasped as James was on her immediately after the door was shut, she grasped as his shoulders as he pushed her against the door.

“I missed you so much Doll.” He groaned against her lips as he hitched her legs around his hips.

She moaned as she felt his cock through his tact pants and her leggings. “Fuck.” She gasped. “I missed you too. Don’t want to leave either of you that long again.”

He growled low in his throat as he slipped his hand down the back of her leggings and groped her ass. She whimpered as his nails dug into her ass. “Missed fucking you between us.”

She gasped as he tugged her lip between his teeth. She whimpered and tried to girnd against him. “Please.” 

“Please what?” He asked as his fingers stroked across her ass cheek.

“Fuck me.” She whined. “Missed it.”

“Did Natasha not take care of you?”

“Once.” She gasped.

“Where?” He asked as his fingered ghosted across the crotch of her underwear, his breath hitched as he felt the damp warmth.

“In the gym showers.” She whimpered. “She pushed me against the wall. Said you and Zemo had given her permission. Fucked me with her fingers till I came and then went to her knees and used her mouth.”

James groaned as pressed his face into her neck. He pushed her underwear to the side and pressed a single finger slowly into her making her whimper again. “You’re so wet.”

She nodded and gripped at his hair as he slowly thrust his finger into her. “Fuckme. Please.” She gasped.

He kissed her neck before withdrawing his finger slowly, she whined and canted her hips forward. He smirked and brought his hand to grip the back of her underwear and leggings and ripped them in two. She gasped as she was exposed to the cool air.

“Please.” She begged, her eyes screwed shut as she jerked her hips.

James’ teeth settled where her neck met her shoulder as he used one hand to push his tact pants and underwear down. He bit down as he thrust in in one smooth motion. Darcy cried out as he filled her. He groaned as he bit down and came inside her, it would be embarrassing if not for the way Darcy mewled as he filled her. He fucked into her quick and dirty as he fucked into her.

Darcy felt tears falling as James fucked into her roughly, it felt so good to be fucked by one of them again. She whimpered as she felt James cum again as he brought his fingers to her clit and started rubbing her roughly. She whined as she came apart on his cock. He fucked her through her orgasm till she calmed, he released her neck from his teeth and met her lips in a needy kiss.

“We should call Zemo.” She muttered against his lips. “Let him know how it went.”

James nodded and pulled slowly out of her.

Chapter Text

“Don’t even think about it.” Clint said as Steve made a move to follow after them. “You see the way he was with you? Give him space.”

“He’s my best friend.” Steve insisted.

“And he’s been through a lot.” Sam said as he stepped between Steve and the elevators. “We don’t know what he’s been through the past few months and you see him flinch? Classic trauma response.”

“He should know I won’t hurt him.” Steve said desperately.

Sam shook his head. “You guys fought at the Triskelion. You probably hurt him then.” Steve ducked his head. “But even if you hadn’t, logically he probably knows you wouldn’t want to hurt him. Not if he remembers anything from before. But his body won’t know that. He’s had nearly seventy years of torture at the hands of Hydra. His body’s probably learnt that every touch comes with pain. You’re lucky he’s verbal.”

“He talks just like before.” Steve said with a grin. “He was always cracking jokes. I remember he forgot his lunch once while working on the docks and I brought it to him. He had every guy laughing with him. And him flirting with Nat was just like before.”

Tony cut in. “Should’ve seen the eyes he was making at Lewis. He looked like he wanted to eat her alive in all the fun ways if you know what I mean.”

Steve frowned at Tony’s comment.

“I’m taking votes on the colour for Buckeroo’s arm if he doesn’t get back to me. Any suggestions?” He asked as he started making his way to his lab slowly.

“Barbie pink glitter.” Clint called around a mouth full of chip. “Oh wait! Hello Kitty paint job.”

“I like your style, Barton.” Tony said with a grin.

Maria rolled her eyes hard. “I suggest a black. Something very different from the silver of Hydra, maybe a realistic glove to go over it? Humanise him more.”

“Like Skywalker? Got it. Good Plan. Excellent even. Actually useful. Barton you’re fired till it’s prank war time.”

“I can’t wait.” Clint said with a grin.

***

Darcy cuddled close to James as she video called Zemo from her phone.

“Hello.” Zemo said as he answered the phone with a gentle smile. “I see James made it to the tower safely.”

He nodded. “I’m sorry again for running like that.”

Zemo gave a tight smile. “I know. I wanted to do the same when I read the article.”

“Ugh. Don’t remind me.” Darcy groaned as she brought her knee up to her chest.

Zemo smirked as he noticed her naked thigh. “I see you’ve already enjoyed each other's company.”

Darcy blushed and ducked her head slightly, it didn’t matter that they’d both cum inside her more times that she could count. His comments still made her blush.

“Did you enjoy Miss Romanoff’s company before James arrived?”

James groaned and nuzzled the side of Darcy’s head.

“Once.” She said softly. “In the gym showers. She said she’d spoke with you and you’d given her permission.”

“Tell me about it.” Darcy saw one of his hands slide from where it was on his desk, she could only guess he’d be jerking off as she told him.

“We’d just finished a work out and I was in the shower cleaning up. She came in behind me, told me you gave her permission before she pushed me against the wall.” Her eyes fluttered shut as she thought back to it. “She kissed me. Took complete control of the kiss. I grabbed her tits before she put her hands between my legs. Her fingers ghosted across my clit before she pushed them into my pussy. Felt good after not having either of you for a while.” 

James smirked and edged his hand down her thigh to her cunt. Zemo smirked as he watched James’ hand edge closer as Darcy breathlessly told the story.

“She spread my legs with hers then. And Brought her other hand to rub my clint.” Her breath hitched as James’ fingers started toying with her clit, she let her leg fall down and spread her legs for better access. She lowered her phone and rest it on James’ thigh, giving Zemo a clear view of her already used cunt as James teased her. She heard his breath hitch.  “Just like that.” She groaned as her head fell to James’ shoulder. 

“She did that till I came all over her fingers. Then she licked her fingers clean.” She moaned. “She got on her knees next. She pressed into the bruises, reminding me of how I got them.” She whimpered, James’ fingers only rubbing slow gentle circles on her clit. “She sucked my clit like her life depended on it. I came again. I tried to return the favour but she wouldn’t let me.” She said desperately as he hips canted toward’s James’ fingers.

“Lean the phone against the arm of the sofa.” Zemo instructed. Darcy whined as James stopped teasing her and plucked the phone from her hands and leant it against the arm. “Good.” He praised. “Now finish undressing her and fuck her over the other arm arm.”

Her breath hitched as James pulled her shirt over her head before pulling her up and maneuvering her so her hips rest against the arm, his hand settled between her shoulder blades and pushed her down. She rest on her hands and used her arms to push her tits together before looking to the phone, her breath hitched as she caught sight of Zemo’s cock.

“Do you miss it?” He asked as he jerked it slowly. She nodded and licked her lips. “I know you want to choke on it don’t you?” She whimpered, both at the thought of choking on Zemo’s cock and at James rubbing his cock against her clit. “Soon miláčik.”

She whined. “Not soon enough.” Her whine gave way to a shout as James thrust roughly into her, his fingers pressing hard on what remained of the previous bruises.

“Fuck.” James groaned as he thrust roughly into her.

“You’re cock hungry aren’t you?” Zemo said with a smirk as he jerked himself. Darcy’s mouth watered wishing he was here. “As soon as we’re all reunited you’re going to be on your knees. Panties soaked and begging for our cocks in your needy cunt.”

She whimpered and shook her head. “Can’t wear panties with the dress I picked for the gala.” She whined, her eyes screwed shut as James pushed her to orgasm. “It’s too tight.”

“Too tight to push up to your hips?” Zemo asked.

She gasped as she felt James cum again before reaching a hand down to play with her tit. “Not without ripping.” She gasped out.

James used his leg to lift one of Darcy’s knees to rest on the sofa arm, he then used the hand on her tit to pull her back to him so Zemo could see all of her as he slowly fucked into her. She whimpered at the change in position and James’ teeth went back to the spot he’d bit a mark at before. She threw her head back as his metal hand pinched her nipple while his flesh hand ran over her stomach before reaching between her legs to play with her clit again.

“Pitty.” Zemo groaned, his eyes focused on her cunt. He wished he’d teased her more with his mouth, he’d be sure to rectify that when they were back together. He missed the taste of her. “I’ll just have to choke you on my cock till I can get you somewhere more private and undress you.”

Darcy came with a cry at his words as James toyed with her clit and sucked hard on her neck. She whimpered desperately as he used her pussy to chase another orgams, she gasped as he came and she felt his cum drip down her thigh. 

Zemo swore to himself in Sokovian as he came and made a mess of his suit jacket. 

“I miss you so much.” She sobbed as James pressed kisses to her neck.

“Soon miláčik. Soon.” Zemo whispered, his heart ached as he watched James brush the hair back from her face. He wished he was there to cradle her in his arms as she came down from the high of her orgasms. “I miss you. Both of you. I can’t wait to have you both in my arms again.”

Darcy cried as James pulled out of her, he cradled her close in his arms as he sat them both down on the sofa. She sobbed into his neck as he reached for the phone and brought it closer.

Chapter Text

“I am sick of your attitude.” Zemo roared at the finance minister.

“All I suggested....”

“Yes yes.” He growled. “I know all you suggested was more investment in business. I have told you from the start that business investment is taking a back seat for a moment. But then you suggested we encourage business by offering low tax incentives? And not even for business within our country?” He hissed. “But for companies like Amazon? Use your brain! I could replace you with a child and have them present better plans. Get out.”

“But…”

“GET OUT BEFORE I THROW YOU OUT.” He roared.

The door opened to reveal Pietro and wanda.

“You should leave.” Wanda said an edge to her voice.

The finance minister silently gathered his papers and left the Prime Minister's office. Zemo sighed to himself and pinched the bridge of his nose as he sank back into his chair, he massaged the side of his temples as he screwed his eyes shut. He opened them when he heard a glass hit the table in front of him.

“Thank you.” He said hoarsely as he reached for the glass Pietro had given him.

“Why did you lash out like that?” Wanda asked softly as she sat in the chair facing his desk.

“I was frustrated.” He whispered as he took a calming sip of the brandy.

“So you screamed your head off at the idiot.” Pietro quipped. “Entirely understandable.”

Wanda huffed and rolled her eyes. “What’s frustrating you?”

“The distance. I video called with Darcy and James earlier.” He took another sip. “She ended the call sobbing and I couldn’t hold her.”

She looked at him softly and nodded. “You love her?”

He hesitated for a second before answering. “I do. Very much.” He sighed as he rest his glass back on the desk. “And not just for her body, though that did initially intrigue me.” He smirked. “Her mind and heart is what truly calls to me. Beckoned me in until I was hers.”

“And James?” Pietro asked as he sniffed one of the bottles.

Zemo smiled to himself. “Him as well. I never thought my heart would be shared by two. Not like this. To have them both? Is bliss of the purest form. It hurts to be separated from them even though it is necessary to give James the freedom he deserves. I am just pleased they have each other for the moment.”

Wanda smiled softly. “The gala is soon. You’ll be reunited and hold them close again.”

He smiled and nodded. “I know.”

***

Darcy opened her door to Thor with a crate of beers and some asgardian liquor for himself, she smiled and let him in. He set the beers in the fridge and pulled one out for her before joining her on the couch. She thanked him as he passed her the bottle, she twisted off the cap and snuggled into him.

“How was Jane the other night?” She asked.

“I wouldn’t know.” He said sadly. “She was engrossed in her work again. She’s planning a trip north I believe to see the northern lights. She didn’t say much when she asked me to leave.”

Darcy frowned. “I’m sorry big guy.”

He shook his head. “Don’t be. It feels like a natural conclusion of our short time together. We just need to make time for the conversation.”

“Still.” She said softly.

He smiled sadly at her before taking a swig of his liquor. “So your James and the Captain's James are one in the same?”

Darcy choked on her beer and looked at him in shock. “How’d you figure that?”

“Neither of you are exactly subtle.” He smirked and pointed to the side of her neck, she’d forgotten about the massive hickey he’d left. She’d be using so much foundation and concealer to cover it up. “And I saw the way he looked at you.”

She sighed and nodded before resting her head on his shoulder. “Yeah he makes that look a lot.” 

Thor chuckled. “As I’d expect any lover to.” He grinned. “How did he come into the mix with Zemo?”

She shrugged. “After Zemo was elected and started running Hydra out of the country James went to him, half expecting him to kill him I think. But Zemo took him in and James took on the role of bodyguard for him. Then at the UN. I met with Zemo first. Hooked up with him twice then James joined us in bed. Didn’t look back.”

“Do you think James and Zemo had already joined together?”

She shook her head. “James was too nervous and awed. I don’t think he’d have been like that if it was just a case of adding me to them.”

“Don’t be so down on yourself.” Thor said as he rubbed her shoulder. “You’re a beautiful woman. I’m sure any man would gladly lay himself at your feet should you decide to grace them with your attentions.”

She blushed and ducked her head. “You’re doing wonders for my ego big guy.”

He roared with laughter and pressed her to his side. “You’re my sister in all but blood. You showed me the wonders of Midgard. The least I can do is remind you how lucky your lovers are to have you.”

Darcy smiled as she felt tears forming in her eyes. She threw her arms around Thor's neck and hugged him close as she cried quietly.

***

“Lewis is hot right?” Tony asked as he worked on the shoulder piece of James’ new metal arm.

He shuffled awkwardly as he looked over to Tony soldering wiring at his shoulder. “Yeah.” He said hesitantly.

“Shame for you, she’s got a boyfriend. Two if Nat and Steve’s facts are right.”

James hummed.

Tony eyed him over the microscope glasses he was wearing before going back to the soldering. “You think that’s weird?”

He furrowed his brow. “No.” He said slowly. “Should I?”

“Eh. Probably not.” Tony shrugged. “Her body, her choice and all that. Pretty sure her boyfriends don’t just fuck her, pretty sure they’d fuck each other. You find that weird?”

“No.” James said as he narrowed his eyes at Tony. “You trying to work out if I’m homophobic and sexist or some shit?”

“Maybe. While we’re on the topics of -ist’s, how do you feel about Black people?”

He sighed. “I’m pretty sure I’m not racist either. Black people are fine, some of the best soldiers I fought with. Orientals too.”

Tony sucked in a breath through his teeth. “We stopped using that about the 70’s. I take it Hydra didn’t update your programming about social awareness.”

“Think they’d make me use slurs.” He muttered. “Is Queer the term now for gays?”

Tony shook his head. “Not unless someone uses it for themselves. Gay, lesbian and bisexual cover some of the sexualities. There’s a whole host of others but not sure you’re ready for that.”

James nodded. “Bisexual is when you like both right?” Tony nodded. “Cool. That’s me. I don’t know if anyone said anything.”

“No one did.” He said calmly as he kept soldering the wires. “Think I made a few jokes bout you being Rogers boyfriend but that was it.”

He hummed. “Maybe before. But not now.” Tony nodded. “What else should I know?”

“Erm. If anyone ever says they’re from Fox news tell them you’re Bisexual and love black people and that mega churches suck and hell throw in something about the importance of vaccines then run like hell.”

“I’m jewish so…”

“Even better.” He exclaimed. “Probably melt their viewers braines. Now what else. Gender. That’s a thing. Not identifying with the sex you were born with is a more accepted thing now. But boy does the transphobia still run wild. It’s not much for me though, gender that is. I don’t have like an attachment to mine, like I like having the things that came with it. But like I’m not overly attached to identifying with it you feel?”

“I have no idea what you just said.”

“Don’t worry neither do I.” Tony mumbled as he finished soldering. “Now let's see how much better this arm is hmm.” He slid his chair back and picked the new arm off the table and attached it to James’ shoulder.

Once it had attached into place James circled his arm like he would to calibrate the Hydra arm, it already felt a lot lighter. He didn’t feel nearly as much pull on his chest when it was back on, the metal went a slight bit further down his ribs but it settled much nicer into his body.

“Thank you, Tony. I know you didn’t have to. Especially after.”

“Eh, don't mention it.” Tony waved him off. “It was a fun project. Gave me an idea for advanced prosthesis for Stark Industries.”

“Still. Thank you.” James said softly. 

***

World’s Longest POW & War Hero or Criminal Assassin?

BuzzFeed

Last week the Avengers made an announcement about the infamous Winter Soldier, prolific Hydra assassin. Turns out the Winter Soldier is none other than James “Bucky” Barnes, childhood best friend to Captain America.

He reportedly turned himself into the Avengers the day before the announcement was made.

The announcement itself contained some distressing information so we won’t be sharing it here. But to summarise Bucky Barnes was held by Hydra since his fall from the train, brainwashed and tortured till he became an assassin for them.

The mystery of the Stark’s death was solved with the release of the files. Apparently they were killed as a test for the brainwashing placed in Sargent Barnes’ mind. It was unfortunately successful.

Tony Stark tweeted this in response:

[Embedded Tweet:

You Know Who I am @TonyStark

Yeah I don’t blame him...can’t really blame a guy who went through with what he did]

A surprising amount of emotional maturity from the former playboy.

We find ourselves agreeing with the genius. 

Can you really blame a man for what he does under so much torture?

***

Steve was frustrated. He hadn’t been able to get Bucky alone, he was always with someone. He shared tea with Bruce. Asked Tony about arm maintenance. Talked weapons with Clit and Thor. Hung around Nat and Darcy which was definitely a group he’d be kicked out of. Even Maria and Pepper had commandeered him at one point or another. Maria about strategy and Pepper about his suit for the Gala. Steve didn’t think he’d be comfortable at the Gala, not with all the politicians about.

He supposed the Gala would be as good of a place as any to catch him though. Bucky would probably get overwhelmed and Steve would take him home and they could talk.

Chapter Text

“I prefer Zemo’s tailor.” James groaned as he walked into Natasha’s room. “This guy was far too quick. Made me panic at how quick he moved. Lucky I didn’t take his head off.”

Natasha smirked as she looked at James on her couch. “Lucky for you, you won’t have a second fitting with him. I called you boyfriend. Had him send over a decent suit.”

“Thanks Natalia.” He said softly as he tilted his head back to look at her. She smiled and ruffled his hair. He sighed and titled his head into her touch, it grounded him after the visit with the Stark’s tailor. “Why does Tony like that guy anyway?”

“Think it’s the speed.” She muttered as she scraped her nails across his scalp. “Why you come to me anyway? Thought you’d go to Darcy instead.”

He shrugged. “Her, Pepper and Maria have been in gala prep all day. And no offence to Maria but she scares me.”

Natasha cackled before rounding the couch to sit next to him. “She can be intimidating.” She said with a smile. “You talked to Steve yet?”

James shook his head. “Not yet. Came close in the gym the other day but I wasn’t ready. Thought I was but turns out I’m not. Is that weird?”

“Not at all.” She said as she shook her head. “You can be ready to talk to everyone else and take on the world but still be nervous about talking to your childhood best friend.” He nodded. “Have you thought about talking to Wilson?”

He shook his head. “He hasn’t really spoke to me.”

She hummed. “Maybe you should.”

“Maybe.” He whispered.

***

Darcy stretched as she returned to her suite, Gala prep had taken all day. It was the longest she spent with Pepper and Maria in one day. Peppers experience in event planning was invaluable, the venue had been sorted the other day and they had catering sorted just after lunch. Pepper was a genius deciding that they’d test the catering during lunch, they got work done as well as having a delicious lunch. She couldn’t wait till she could have the salmon and cream cheese puffs at the Gala. Dealing with possible allergies was a pain since it was such a big event but it was sorted. They had decided against testing any wines during lunch but Darcy suggested some wine’s Zemo had mentioned with Pepper quickly agreed to.

She froze mid stretch as she looked at the small jewellery box on her coffee table. She eyed it carefully as she sat on the couch before pulling it to her, she opened it to reveal a note.

Dearest Darcy

Miss Romanoff mentioned that you would be wearing the ruby set we gifted you to the Gala.

I thought I’d give you another addition to your outfit.

Yours

Zemo

She smiled as she ran her fingers over his name. She wished she could hold him and thank him properly for the gifts but she’d have to wait. It was a delicate silver chain bracelet with a small heart pendant made up of ruby shards, she rubbed her fingers over the delicate charm before removing it from the box and putting it on. She couldn’t wait to see him and be between him and James again.

***

Sokovia: Attack on Parliament

BBC

This morning as Prime Minister Helmut Zemo was entering the Sokovian Parliament a man with a gun tried to fire at the Prime Minister and his security force.

Zemo’s security guards soon had the issue in hand. Members of his former Scorpion squad were acting as bodyguards and tackled the PM to the floor.

Zemo’s usual security force, twins Wanda and Pietro Maximoff, had the man restrained before he could get a shot off.

It is now no longer confirmed if Prime Minister Zemo will be attending the Avengers Gala.

***

“Is it wise to still travel to the states?” Ivan asked as he followed a ruffled Zemo into his office.

“Give over Ivan.” Aleksandr said as he joined them. “No way is he missing out his chance to reunite with his lovers.”

“He has a duty to the country though.” Ivan said.

“Allow me to be selfish.” Zemo muttered as he poured himself a whiskey. He downed it before pouring himself another and 2 glasses for his friends. “The gala will be safe. Not only is it being well guarded by highly trained agents, I will be attending with Wanda and Pietro. That’s even ignoring the fact that the Avengers will be there. I would be shocked if anyone was foolish enough to try anything at the gala.”

“He’s not wrong.” Aleksandr said as he knocked shoulders with Ivan before he grabbed one of the whiskeys. “The stupidity to attack somewhere with someone like the Hulk is stupid enough without the rest of the Avengers.”

Ivan huffed and took his whiskey. 

***

Zemo’s call with Darcy and James that evening was tear filled. James blamed himself for the attack while Darcy fought back tears knowing he could’ve been killed. He’d said he was sure he wouldn’t have died with Wanda anywhere close to him, she cared too much about him to let him fall to something like that. If she even let him fall to anything. 

“Will it be safe for you to come to the Gala?” Darcy asked, unshed tears shimmering in her eyes.

“With the Avengers there? How could it not be?” Zemo said with a gentle smile.

“Do you think there’d be another attack?” James asked as he pulled Darcy closer to his shoulder.

He shook his head. “I doubt it. He seemed to be working on his own. Wanda’s been very concerned about the attack, she’s been very focused on ensuring something like that happens again. She wouldn’t allow it.”

James nodded as Darcy pressed her head into his neck.

“Good.” She whispered. “I don’t want to lose you. Lose either of you.”

“You won’t miláčik.” Zemo whispered, he longed to take her face in his hands and press a gentle kiss to her lips. To hold her close and love her. His heart broke at her and James being so far away from him, he longed to confess to them but he wanted to do it properly. With kisses and jewellery. He wanted to gift James a piece of jewellery like he already had to Darcy but he struggled to find a piece the former assassin would like. He toyed with the idea of a ring but that felt too soon.

“Never.” James whispered as he kissed her forehead gently.

Zemo smiled gently at the pair.

***

Steve nodded as he passed Darcy and Bucky on the couch, her feet were pressed against his thigh while she played on her phone. Bucky had his flesh hand wrapped around her ankle while he half watched some show on the discovery channel. Darcy groaned and stretched once Steve made it to the kitchen.

“Sorry James but Nat’s just said Pepper’s beauty team is here, gotta primp for tomorrow.”

“You’re already beautiful Doll.” He called as she stood up.

“Flirt.” She called as she smirked and winked at him before she left.

James’ eyes followed her till she stepped into the elevator, he had a gentle smile on his lips as he watched the doors close behind her.

“You should go for it.” Steve said from the kitchen.

James frowned, wondering what Steve was on about. “What you mean?”

“Darcy. You should ask her out.” He said as he pulled one of the protein shakes out of the fridge.

“She has a boyfriend.” They all knew that Darcy and Zemo were together but only Natasha and Thor knew that he was in the mix as well. “You trying to encourage me to seduce her?”