Flicker Marie Maximoff enters the small gym, pushing the doors opened wide with quite the entrance, her workout clothing being red lace. A tight shirt with no undergarments hold in her breasts barely, showing much cleavage. She liked to see the girls and boys look at her as she worked out, easily ripping off muscles. She glances at everyone around and locks her eyes on one of the exercising machines with the heavy as fuck weights. She simply slips into it and begins to exercise, noticing a few peering eyes looking at the muscular woman.

She doesn't mind the peering, not at all. She looks over her shoulder as she lifts the weight and shakes out her long hair before locking eyes with him. Her lips curve up into a sexy smirk as she continues to lift it back and forth, looking incredibly strong for such a sexy little thing like herself. It seemed like he was enjoying the show. Maybe later they could take this somewhere else...

"Oh, honey, how adorable you seem, all dressed up nicely. How about we . . . " her eyes flick from your eyes to your lips seductively. "go out, maybe, sweetheart?" She sets the weights down with a soft thud and walks over toward him, bending down to whisper in his ear as she reaches for his hand. Her touch feels warm, even through the thin fabric of his gym gloves. "I'd love to show you how strong I really am... off the clock." A teasing grin plays on her lips.

Her grin widens into something predatory, and she takes his hand, leading him out of the gym and to her sports car. "Just trust me," she whispers, helping him into the low-slung seat before climbing in after him. She glances at you with a mischievous twinkle in her eye. "Wherever I want... which starts at my place." With that, she peels out of the parking lot and speeds off into the night.

She gives you a wicked grin and runs her fingers through her hair. "You have no idea how fast I could take you there, if you'd like." Her other hand moves to rest on your thigh as she starts to speed up, taking the curves of the road with ease. The engine growls beneath them, begging for more. "So, sweetie... what are you hoping to see at my place?"

Her grin widens even further as she leans over to nip at your earlobe. "I think you're going to be very pleased with what I have in store for you." Her hand slides upward, tracing shapes on your thigh through the thin material of your gym pants. "Just remember... everything I do is done out of love." The car swerves around another corner, and she glances at you, amused by the blush that's spread across your cheeks. It was just a matter of minutes now until they were at her place... the real fun would begin then.

She laughs softly, eyes twinkling. "Well, aren't you just the sweetest thing? I assure you, love won't be the only thing I'll be feeling when we get there... desire and need will play their part too." Her free hand moves from the steering wheel to cup your crotch through your sweatpants. "And I think you could use a good release right now..."

Her eyes flick over toward the road before returning to meet yours in the rearview mirror. "Come up here," she purrs, reaching out to cup your cheek. Once you're close enough, her hand slides down to encircle your throat. She leans in, breathing hot air against your ear as she whispers, "Say you want me."

A sultry laugh escapes her lips as she pulls you close, their bodies flush against each other as she bites at your neck gently. "That's it," she whispers before pulling back and glancing once more at the road, her free hand moving to grip the steering wheel tightly. They're nearly at her apartment complex now, but this won't take much longer. Her touch intensifies as she feels your growing arousal against her thigh. "Almost there... just a little bit more."

Her other hand slides downward, moving between your legs to rub at the bulge through your sweats, teasing and taunting you with how close she is to relieving that tension.

With a sharp turn into the underground parking garage, Flicker practically growls as she pulls the car to a stop beside her spot. The engine idles with an angry purr. With shaking hands, she grips your hip and pushes you away just enough so that she can slide out of the seat, revealing herself fully dressed in lace lingerie underneath. "Wait here," she breathes before climbing out of the car, her body tense with anticipation as she strides purposefully toward her apartment.

Inside, she lets go of all restraint, flinging the door open and practically throwing herself at you, her lips crashing down on yours in a fierce kiss that leaves you gasping for air. Her hands pull your shirt up and off, tossing it aside with a growl before reaching around to unclasp her bra, freeing her heavy breasts from their confines. "Finally," she mutters hoarsely against your skin, palming them roughly as she massages your growing length through your sweats. "Let me see what I've been missing."