Rem immediately became serious upon hearing this. "...Please rest assured, My Lord Luke, I will perfectly complete every task you assign!"
"No need to be so nervous."
Luke familiarly stroked Rem's head, secretly wondering for a moment what Rem's horns felt like when she was in her Oni form.
"Since Tifa is new here, you will be responsible for helping Tifa understand the situation of this World today."
Although Rem had only been here for two days, as a qualified maid, how could she not understand the situation around her Master?
Just last night, because she couldn't sleep, Rem frantically caught up on a lot of knowledge.
Rem held the hem of her skirt with both hands and bowed. "As you command, My Lord Luke."
Tifa, who was already too embarrassed and wanted to leave, immediately followed Rem out.
Tifa also wanted to help Luke; this was what she should do as family and a friend.
After Tifa left, a woman wearing a white shirt, perhaps accidentally, had the button on her chest burst open.
Sharon Carter groggily rubbed her eyes, seemingly indifferent to everything, and greeted Luke as she passed him.
"Good morning, Mr. Luke."
Because her movements were too large, Luke wanted to eat grapes.
"Ms. Sharon Carter, I just remembered something I need to discuss with you in depth."
Without waiting for Sharon Carter's reply, Luke followed Sharon Carter into the bathroom.
"Discuss in depth?"
Sharon Carter blinked her eyes in confusion, seemingly feeling nothing unusual about the two of them being together in a small space.
"Well... is there something you need?"
Sharon Carter leaned against the side of the washstand, resting her hands on the clean white ceramic, tilting her head to look at Luke.
Luke chuckled and came to stand in front of her, lifting her onto the washstand for deep communication.
"I want to understand some private matters about the internal workings of S.H.I.E.L.D. Agents. I heard that S.H.I.E.L.D. Agents do some very special things when they graduate..."
Sharon bit her lower lip and held her breath. "Mmm~ That's for field Agents. I'm administrative staff; I only needed to learn the necessary things. If you don't believe me, why don't you personally inspect it?"
"Of course, I'd be delighted."
Luke's fingers found the remaining buttons of her white shirt and popped them open one by one, slow enough that she could feel every deliberate motion.
The fabric fell open, exposing the soft curve of her breasts and the already-hard peaks of her nipples.
He cupped one breast, thumb brushing the sensitive tip while his other hand slid higher between her thighs, discovering she wasn't wearing anything underneath.
"No panties," he murmured against the side of her neck. "Administrative staff or not, that's interesting protocol."
"Haah.." Sharon's breath hitched. "It's ..laundry day," she tried, but the excuse died when his fingers parted her folds and found her already slick. "Ohh…"
He grinned cockily and bit her lower lip, while two fingers sank into her moist waiting cunt.
"Mmh.." She moaned into his mouth, legs automatically spreading wider on the edge of the washstand. The mirror behind her reflected the way her hips rolled to meet his hand, the flush climbing her throat.
Luke broke the kiss only long enough to free himself. Thick and heavy, he rubbed the head of his cock along her wet slit. "Hmm, the upper lips are good, now I have to inspect the lower ones. For that I'll need my long equipment."
He coated himself in her before pushing in with one smooth, relentless thrust. PA!
"Oh! Fuuuuuuck~!"
Sharon's head fell back with a sharp cry.
"You don't mind the inspection, do you?" Luke smiled as he started moving slowly.
"Haah.. I-I don't.."
Luke gave a devilish grin, "Then now we will speed up the intensity~"
"Ohhh shiiiiiiiiiiit—"
He started fucking her hard, the wet slap of skin echoing off the tiled walls.
Pa! Pa! Pa! Pa!
One hand stayed on her breast, pinching and rolling the nipple, while the other gripped her hip hard enough to leave marks.
"Haa~ fuck~ oh~ Ahh~~"
Pa! Pa! Pa! Pa!
Every deep stroke bottomed out inside her, forcing soft, broken sounds from her throat.
"So..? Sir.. haah.. Do you.. like the feeling my body gives you.. ohh~ while inspection..?" she managed between moans with her fraying voice.
Luke grinned against her collarbone, teeth grazing the skin. "Hmm.. very much so.." He drove into her harder, the washstand creaking under them. "You feel fucking perfect, Sharon. Your tight and wet agent pussy is top notch.. but I still need to inspect more.."
She clenched around him at the crude praise, a low, needy sound spilling out. Her hands left the ceramic to clutch at his shoulders, nails digging in as he angled his hips and hit that spot that made her thighs shake. "Ahhh~ yes, sir.. Ieehh~ understanddd~"
He lifted one of her legs higher, almost folding her against the mirror, and pounded into her with deep, punishing thrusts.
The wet sounds of their bodies filled the small bathroom. Sharon's moans grew louder, less controlled, her free hand scrambling for something to hold onto until it found the faucet.
He fucked her through the first orgasm, fingers finding her clit and rubbing tight circles while she clenched and shook around him. Only when her body started to soften did he pull out, spin her around, and bend her over the washstand so she faced the mirror.
"Look at yourself," he ordered, voice rough. He sank back into her from behind in one hard thrust. "Look how wet you are for this 'discussion.'"
Sharon's reflection showed flushed cheeks, open mouth, and eyes half-lidded with lust. She watched herself get fucked, watched Luke's hands roam her body—one reaching around to cup her breast, the other spanning her lower back as he drove into her over and over.
"Luke… fuck, Luke.. so hot..."
He reached around and rubbed her clit again, relentless. The second orgasm hit her harder. She cried out, forehead nearly touching the mirror, legs trembling so hard he had to hold her up.
Only then did Luke let go. He buried himself to the hilt and came with a low, guttural groan, flooding her with thick pulses of heat.
"Ahh... yesh..." Sharon felt the throb and pulse of warm liquid filling her, and a soft, satisfied sound left her throat.
"Haah... haahh..." she tried composing herself with deep breaths, "That was... really good.."
"Hey, what are you talking about? I'm not done yet. Look at the mess you made, come on, open your mouth." Luke dangled his still erect cock in front of her and gave a crooked smirk, "You made this mess, so it's only natural that you clean it, right?"
And with that, he sheathed his long sword deep in her throat. And hence, the time symbolized that the relationship between Luke and S.H.I.E.L.D. had become even deeper.
Gwack! gwack! gwack! gwa~ Gwack!
Truly a landmark leap!
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S.H.I.E.L.D. Triskelion Headquarters.
Nick Fury sneezed heavily. "Strange, is someone trying to harm me in the Shadow?"
Just then,
accompanied by a clear breeze blowing past.
A woman appeared behind Nick Fury.
"Nick, you called for me?"
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