Warning:
Smoking and alcohol
And smut too duh

We walk hand in hand down the side walk, Helmut closer to the street.

He holds my hand a bit tighter as people walk past us, and I can't help but smile.

"Well hey there, Zemo," a man says as we walk past him, "I see you found yourself a pretty little toy."

The man eyes me up and down, staring at my exposed skin.

The snowfall gave way to a blistering heat, luckily it hasn't gotten to the extreme end of the spectrum yet. But even at night is extremely hot.

"No," Helmut say sternly, pulling me close, "this is my wife. And you will do well to remember not to look at her in that way."

The man's gaze go into Helmut's stoic face.

"Of course," the man quickly walks away.

Since we've been able to go outside, I've discovered that Helmut holds a lot of power here. People don't want to make him cross and for good reason.

A week or so after we started going back out into the city, we went to a big club. The building was run down and nearly falling apart but the blaring music didn't cease. I told Helmut that I was going to get us drinks and made my way to the bar.

While I waited a large, dark skinned man came up to me. He tried to offer to pay for the drinks and invited me to join him and his friends for some 'fun'. He wasn't too happy when I refused. He grabbed my arm and tried to drag me along with him. Someone grabbed my waist and pulled me back making me yelp, but when I looked back I saw Helmut looking very pissed off.

The man tried to apologize but Helmut wasn't having it.

Let's just say that man is no longer breathing.

Now we are headed to the same club.

"You know if you keep telling everyone I'm your wife," I smirk at him, "you're going to have to turn it into a true statement eventually."

He smiles down at me and wraps his arm around my waist.

"Who said they wasn't planning to?"

I giggle and nudge him with my elbow.

We enter the warn building, music invading our senses as Helmut guides me to our usual table.

"The usual, Baron," one of the works asks as he passes us.

"Yes," Helmut nods, wrapping and arm around me and pulling me close to his side.

It only takes a few moments before the man returns with a tray full of shots and bottles of alcohol. Helmut prefers to get all of our drinks at once after what happened, he doesn't want anyone else laying a finger on me.

Helmut's face remains stern as he slowly glances around the crowded place. He doesn't smile when we go out unless he's smiling at me. I'm the only one that gets to see the soft side of him, the only one that gets to make him melt like butter in the palm of my hands.

I grab one of the shots before turning to him. He watches as I down the shot and grins.

"You look beautiful, Darling," his thumb draws lazy circles on my bare hip as he continues to look down at me.

I reach my hand into the breast pocket of his shirt and pull out the pack of cigarettes and the lighter. I take one, putting it between my lips as I light it.

I inhale deeply, letting the buzz of the nicotine run through me. I hold it for a few seconds before turning my head a bit to exhale so I don't blow the smoke into his face.

"I do believe those or mine, my love," he smirks and tilts his head.

"Well then I do believe I should share," I grin back at him, "my love."

I take another puff and bring my lips to his. He parts his lips happily as I exhale, allowing him to share in the sensation of the nicotine. He pushes his tongue into my mouth, battling mine for dominance.

His hand suddenly cups my core under the table, making me gasp. He takes advantage of it and takes control of the kiss, exploring every inch of my mouth.

He pulls away with a smirk, his hand leaving my core, as he watches me catch my breath.

Smug little-

Two can play at that game.

I set down my cigarette in the small try, careful not to put it out so I can come back to it, and my hand finds it's way to his thigh very close to his already hard cock.

"Darling," his tone is that of a warning, but I only smirk and guide my hand higher.

"You wanted to start this game, Baron," I say seductively in his ear, "but you know you won't win."

I feel him shutter a bit against my touch, knowing exactly what it does to him when I call him that.

"You think so, Darling?" His eyes darken with lust as he looks down at me.

"Oh I know so," my hand reaches his groin and I palm him through his denim jeans.

His eyes flutter shut as his head tilts back slightly and a small groan escapes him.

I lean in and kiss at his neck, continuing to pleasure him with my hand.

I slowly undo his pants with one hand as I nip at his beautiful skin.

"Darling, not here," he says, although it sounds more like his trying to convince himself not to let me, "too many eyes."

"It's dark enough, no one will notice," I say against his neck as my hand slowly takes out his hard length.

I go to his ear as I begin to stroke him and whisper, "as long as you don't make too much noise."

A strangled moan leaves him as I run my thumb over his tip, finding it already dripping with precum. I use it to help glide my hand down as I bite at his collar bone.

"Darling," he moans breathally.

"Shhh," I draw out, "don't want the Baron to get caught submitting to his woman now do we? Might mess up his all powerful reputation."

I pump him faster, feeling him grow closer and closer to his climax.

He breathing a heavy and sporadic as his head lays back, letting me decorate it in beautiful marks.

"I'm going to-" his body tenses up telling me what's to come, but I don't let it.

I stop my hand and pull away with a smirk as I lick my thumb, tasting him on it. I reach and grab another shot, downing it before looking back at him.

His eyes are narrow, royally pissed off that I denied him his release.

"Aww what's wrong, my love," I coo mockingly.

His hand is suddenly on my throat pulling me close to him so he can hiss into my ear.

"Either you suck me off and let me finish," he sends a shiver down my spine, "or I'll bend you over this table and take you for everyone to see."

My core does somersaults as I physically shiver at his words.

Shit.
Looks like I'm not in charge anymore.

He pulls back to look at my face. He must have seen the submission he wanted because he smirks darkly.

"So which will it be, Darling?" His voice drips with lust and power, making me clench my thighs.

I whimper. He knows I don't like saying things like that out loud.

"Words, Darling," he growls.

"Help you," I answer, hoping he'll accept it. He raises a brow menacingly and pulls me closer. "S-suck you off."

I can't meet his eyes as my face turns red.

"Good girl," he coos, the praise sending butterflies fluttering inside of me as he lets go of my throat, "now go on."

I shift in the booth so that I can lower myself to him easily.

I stroke him slowly with my hand before licking the tip. He groans lowly. I wrap my lips around him, hollowing my cheeks as I lower my head, taking in as much as I can without gagging.

I begin to bob my head, using my hand to take care of what I can't fit in my mouth.

"That's a good girl," he bunches my hair into a ponytail, helping to guide my head, "but I think you can do better."

I gag as he tries to push me further onto his length.

He lets me pull away gasping.

"Come now, Darling," his tone is dark, "I don't want to put you on display for everyone here."

I take a few more breaths before lowering myself again.

I take him in again, trying to take more.

"Relax your throat, Darling," he gently rubs my back softly as he holds my hair back again, "come on, you can do it, Sweetheart."

I relax my throat and he helps me to lower my head more.

"There you go," a moan leave him, "such a good girl for me."

I bob my head faster, moaning around him as I feel him tense up again.

"Yes," he moans more, "good girl. Fuck."

He stills my head as he thrusts up a few times before holding my on his length. I feel his warm cu spurt down my throat.

"Swallow," he growls as he raises my head. I do and open to show him the proof.

He pulls me in, attaching his lips to mine hungrily.

"Such a good girl."

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We return home late.

What I had assumed to be a library was infact a recreation center, with a full gym and indoor running track in the basement level. Now that it's gotten hotter, we spend most of our time in the underground level where it's cooler.

As soon as we start to descend the stair I feel an arm snake around my waist.

"Helmut what are you-"

He pulls me against him making me feel his erection on my back. I gasp a bit, not expecting him to be all bothered again.

"You know," he says into my ear, "there was a time when I thought about fucking you on every surface of this gym."

Heat pools at my core.

"And now seems like an absolutely perfect time to at least get half way through it all," he's voice becomes a growl and I can't help but shutter in anticipation.

"It's late," I say weakly, "we should sleep."

"Why?" He chuckles darkly, "we don't need to be anywhere tomorrow."

His other hand goes to the front of my shorts and starts to undo them.

"H-helmut, we're still on the stairs," I squeak as his hand dips below the waistband of my panties.

"I did say every surface," he draws out the words as his fingers find my clit.

Oh god he's gonna fuck me on the stairs.

His fingers circle my clit, making me shake in pleasure as I grasp the railing in front of me. He pushes two fingers into me with an audible squelch and a moan slips from me.

"Oh fuck," I gasp as his fingers slide in and out of me with ease.

He hums in my ear, the sound coated in pure satisfaction.

"I wonder how many times I can make you cum," his teeth graze my neck and I shutter, "shorts off," he growls, squeezing my waist with his free hand, "now."

He isn't always like this, but god I love it when he is.

He pulls his hand away from my core so I can do as I'm told.

I hook my thumbs under the waistband of my shorts and underwear and push them both down, bending over to get them off easier.

"Don't move."

His hands find my waist again, pulling my ass back to him. I can feel his hard on against my throbbing core through his jeans. One of his hands leaves me and I can hear him undo his pants.

"You remember your colors?" He asks rubbing his tip against my entrance.

I nod, gripping the railing, whimpering a bit just wanting him.

"Words, Darling."

"Yes," I whine.

"Good," he thrusts into me, grunting in  pleasure as he bottoms out.

A cry of pain and pleasure escapes me as he begins to thrust quickly, ramming into my warm hole.

"God you always feel so good, Darling," he leans over me as he thrusts, placing hungry, open mouth kisses on my neck.

Moans and whimpers are the only thing I can muster for a reply.

I can feel the knot in my stomach starts to tighten.

"Helmut," I moan, pushing back into him, making him go deeper.

"Just like that," he groans, snaking his hand around to rub my clit.

My body starts to shake as I grow closer to my release and clench around him.

"That's it, Darling," he runs me harsher, "cum for me like a  good girl."

His words send me over the edge as I cum around him.

"Fuck!" I moan loudly as my back arches.

"Good girl."

He pulls out and turns me around, lifting me to wrap my legs around his waist.

He attacks my lips, biting and sucking at them as he pushes me down his length.

He finishes his way down the stares, carrying me to the mats of our makeshift bed.

He lays me down, never once separating our bodies, and begins to thrust into me at a brutal pace.

He wasn't lieing when he said he wanted to get through half of the surfaces. We've gone from spot to spot, one after the other, Helmut insuring that I cum at least once at each spot. He's only came twice the entire time and I'm pretty much spent.

I lean back on his chest as he enters me again, slowly, letting out those beautiful groans.

"Look at yourself," he forces men to look at the full wall mirror across from us and he thrusts upward, "look at how pretty your little body looks on my cock."

I can see my fucked out state, covering in bites and hickeys as he speeds up.

I squeeze my eyes shut and hiss at the sensitive.

"Yellow!" I shout, "yellow!"

He slows, gently caressing my body as he places open mouthed kisses along my neck.

"Can you give me one more, Darling?" He breathes next to my ear, "just one more."

Panting, I wait a minute to let my body prepare.

"Green," I breathe.

He starts moving slowly again, rubbing my clit in soft, slow circles.

I clench around him, already feeling close.

He growls at my tightness and moves just a bit faster.

"Cum with me, Darling."

I clench again as another orgasm washes over me, moaning his name loudly as my back arches.

Strangled moans leave him as he twitches inside of me, releasing as he continues not thrust, riding out our highs.

"God I love you so fucking much," he says breathlessly as he stills.

"I love you, too," I breathe as I lean into him more.

He kisses my neck before pulling out and carrying me to our bed where he wraps us in the thin blanket.

"Well finish up tomorrow," he grins while kissing my forehead.

I can't help but laugh weakly as my eyes drift closed and he pulls me to his chest.

The sound of the door being busted open has us both sitting up in a panic.

"What the hell?!"

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