I put the large diamond earrings into my ears as I lean over the bathroom counter just a bit.

"Well look at my beautiful Baroness," Helmut smiles as he steps into the doorway.

I stand straight and smooth out the gorgeous silk, purple dress while looking at Zemo in the reflection. He comes up behind me and wraps his arms around my waist.

"There are going to be a lot of eyes on you, Darling," he says in my ear, "I might have to show them who's you are."

I hum as he kisses just under my ear and moves down, and smile at the dark promise.

"I don't think I would mind that at all," I grin at him through the mirror then add for good measure, "Baron."

He growls and holds me tighter to him.

"I would not give me permission to do that if I were you, Darling," he nips my shoulder, "because I might just very well fuck you on the table in front of everyone."

(And I said "promise?" 🙃)

"And whatever will you do when you realize that doing so will only cause more eyes on me?" I smirk.

"Probably just shoot them," he doesn't even have to think.

A small wave of arousal courses through me as I chuckle.

He's willing to kill people just because they look at me.
Why is that so fucking hot?

"No one gets to look upon my Baroness with such gazes," he bites down on my shoulder, causing me to moan lowly, "no one but me."

"Helmut," I whine.

"Yes, Darling?" He smiles against my skin.

"You can't keep turning me on," I whine again, "I'm not gonna be able to walk tonight."

He chuckles before kissing my shoulder and pulling away.

"I suppose you're right. Don't want you stumbling around."

I turn to him, reaching up to straighten his tie as he smiles down at me. He leans down with his hands on my waist, pressing his lips to mine and making me smile into the kiss.

He pulls away and I giggle at the red that transfered to his lips from mine.

"Guess we'll have to keep kissing to a minimum," I say, wiping away the lipstick with my thumb. He pouts. "Unless you want lipstick all over you."

"Fine," he still pouts.

"Aw don't worry," I stand on my toes and whisper in his ear, "we can make up for it tonight."

"Most definitely," he nips my ear as I press my body to his, "but for now we must go."

He pulls away, taking my hand as he starts down the hall and stairs.

"The car will be here in a few minutes," he says as we get to the kitchen, "how about a drink before we go?"

"Yes please," I giggle as I sit on the stool for the counter.

He smiles and goes around the island to get the bourbon from the cabinet, along with two glasses. He pours the liquor in each glass and hands one to me.

"To my beautiful Baroness," he raises his glass.

"To us," I meet his glass, "and however long we have."

He smiles softly at me as we down our drinks.

The doorbell rings just as we set out glasses down.

"Guess it's time to go," he takes our glasses and puts them in the sink before returning into me and holding his arm out for me to take, "shall we, my Love?"

I smile brightly, taking his arm as we head to the door, my stiletto heels clicking against the marble.

The long slit in my dress allows my legs to move with ease while the rest of the fabric hugs me snuggly, accentuating my curves and breasts.

Helmut takes the white and brown foefur coat and holds it for me to put it on. Once on, he opens it just a bit to show me the gun in the thick lining of it.

"Just in case," he says, closing it back up.

Does he expect things to go wrong?

He takes my hand and kisses it before pulling me out the door and to the sleek black car.

"Baron," the driver nods to Helmut before his eyes graze over my figure, "Baroness."

I can feel anger seething from Helmut as he stares at the man, murder clearly on his mind.

"Let's go, my Love," I say, pulling his attention back to me.

"Of course, Darling," he gives me a tight, closed lip smile obviously still pissed about the driver.

I chuckle a bit and place a kiss on his cheek before we get into the car.

We head to the fancy bar and restaurant, pulling up to the front where Helmut quickly goes around and opens my door before one of the valets can.

I giggle a bit at his actions but gratefully accept the hand he hold out for me as I exit the car.

We start to make our way for the door and I notice a head of red hair out of the corner of my eye, just past Helmut.

I turn and slowly place a kiss on his cheek to hide that I'm looking for her. And there she is, trying to blend in with the crowd.

"We might have to put use in with this gun tonight after all," I whisper before pulling away.

He looks at me with a raided brow.

I keep my smile, making sure my lips don't move as I speak softly.

"Romanov is here."

And if she's here, more are probably here, too.

"Well I guess we better put on a good show then, My Love," he whispers against my temple.

"I guess we should," I turn to him and pull him to me by his tie, pressing my lips firmly to his.

We pull away with a smile and I use my thumb to get ride of the lipstick on him with a giggle.

"Maybe I should have worn a different lipstick," I say as I finish cleaning it up.

"No," he chuckles, "it just means you'll get to leaves marks on something else later."

I giggle as he pulls me close and we head to our table with Günter.

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Sir this is a Wendy's 🥴