Marvel Nights: Luke Cage
Going from neighborhood to neighborhood in Manhattan can be a pretty wild experience. Me, I live up in the triple digit streets of Harlem, well out of the shadow of the high tech skyscrapers downtown like the Baxter Building or Stark Tower. You head across Lower Manhattan, to Chinatown and Little Fuzhou, you might as well be in the middle of Hong Kong. Herbal stores, noodle shops, discount electronics, laundromats, all decorated with kanji and dragons and pagoda towers or paifang arches.
Chinatown got started as a conclave of Asian immigrants all forced together by circumstance, and the set tripping down here has been getting out of control lately. Cantonese vs non-Cantonese, Vietnamese vs Korean. Some Yakuza offshoot calling itself "the Hand" even built a goddamn feudal Japanese castle in the middle of a demolished city block that they called the Shadowland.
The speakers in my sky blue hooptie are blaring "Express Yourself" as I speed the whole way down to Shadowland, hopping the curb more than once. I'm a reserve Avenger, I can do that shit. I powerslide around the corner to Confucius Plaza and see a fight straight out of an old Kung Fu movie: a bunch of dudes in modernized ninja garb and devil masks running around, swords drawn, closing in on Misty Knight and Colleen Wing.
I see Misty is having trouble, a rarity for the tough-as-nails sister. The ninja is laying into her with quick sword swipes, and the sound of metal ringing against metal fills the courtyard as she's blocking them with her bionic arm, the sleeve of her red leather jacket torn to shreds. Misty was an NYPD officer that lost her arm during a terrorist bombing and Stark-Fujikawa provided medical care for wounded cops and firefighters by outfitting them with prosthetic replacements.
I get out of my caddy, but I'm ambushed by three of the Hand assassins. Thanks to an illegal experiment that was done on me in prison, my skin is as hard as titanium; I'm rarely in danger unless I run into a bad guy packing exotic metals like vibranium or adamantium. Their swords are razor sharp, but made of good old fashion steel that does little more than shred my $500 shirt.
I look down at the tattered remnants of expensive ass yellow silk hanging off my large muscular frame. "Oh, you assholes! You wrecked my shit!"
I grab one of the little kabuki bastards, pick him up by the neck, and slam him down hard on the already severely dented hood of my car. Another ninja stabs at my exposed back, but his sword shatters from the force. "Nuh uh, you messin' with BLACK POWER MAN, fool!" I give him a size 16 Timberland boot to the face, knocking his punk ass teeth out.
I make my way over to where Misty Knight is fighting, knocking the little punks out of my way with backhanded bitch smacks. "Damn, playa, you're a one man wrecking crew!" Misty calls to me as a haymaker from her bionic arm sends a ninja flying back several feet. Behind her, Colleen is dancing a deadly ballet with a katana of her own, matching the ninja assassins with superior technique passed down from her samurai ancestors. I take a moment to check out her tight little Asian ass in those white spandex yoga pants.
The Hand is slowly surrounding us on all sides. They can't touch me, but I know the girls don't have the luxury of invulnerability like I do. Just before the ninja clan rushes in on us wolf pack style, Iron Fist leaps into the fray with an elaborate spinning kick that windmills around cracking three guys across the jaw. Danny may be a rich white boy, but he learned Kung Fu in some Shangri-La looking place in the Kunlun Mountains so I guess that's as authentic as you can get.
I see him charging up his mojo, or chi, or whatever its called. Embers glowing in his hand as he draws back his fist before snapping it forward, striking a ninja in the chest hard enough the crack a sternum and knocking him back into the crowd, bowling over a few more guys from the force of the punch. Danny might be chill, but the immortal Iron Fist ain't a honky to mess with.
The four of us manage to overcome the odds, cuz the Heroes For Hire ain't nothing to fuck with. The sound of police sirens heading to Chinatown is the signal for everybody to scatter.
*******
The four of us separately made it back to the Heroes For Hire office on Park Avenue, around the corner from Marcus Garvey Park. After the brawl, the four of us are sitting around the table eating cheap takeout I grabbed on the way back from Chinatown. Its a tiny office space with pretty spartan decorations thanks to my shoestring budget; one of the few indulgences I splurged on was a coffee maker that's always on the fritz.
"How did that go off the rails?" I ask Misty around a mouthful of sweet and sour chicken.
Misty gave me a glare that said to drop it. Her robotic hand wasn't as dexterous, and she was having trouble with the chopsticks. Danny offered her a fork, but pulled back when she went to reach for it.
"Ugh! Fine." She snatched the fork out of Danny's hand when he offered it again. "Wilson Fisk is in jail, but heroin is still flowing into Manhattan. I figure he's got to have contacts in Asia, and the Hand made sense as a syndicate that can bridge the gap. The plan was for Colleen to go in undercover and get some intel."
"I remember saying that we should keep a low profile until I found Felicia as a general safety rule. And she's our infiltration expert anyways."
"We do not always have time to wait for the Black Cat to get bored and grace us with her presence." Colleen shrugged, and she was wearing a white track top with the zipper pulled down low enough to show off a bit more cleavage than you would expect from a Japanese honey. Her katana was hidden in a poster storage tube that was leaning against her chair for quick access.
"And you ain't my boss, so what you tell me to do and what I actually do are two different things, nigga!" Misty's afro shook back and forth comically as she gave me some sass. She had a point: Danny was the financial backer of the group since he was the only one with good enough credit to get the business licence, so Heroes For Hire wasn't mine on paper. The joys of being an ex con.
"Did you find anything before they got the drop on you?" I asked, annoyed.
"Yoshioka has made contact with a group in Asia called the Snakeroot. They have been cultivating a powerful strand of poppy flower since the British Opium Wars. That is the source of all the heroin in Chinatown."
"Even if you stumble and fall down, it doesn't mean you've chosen the wrong path." Danny said softly. He's very zen.
I exhaled. "Okay. I'll take that info back to SHIELD. Good work team. I'm gonna hit the showers."
**********
Like everything else in my joke of an office, the bathroom was tiny and cheap. I happen to be a very large man, so my muscular frame barely fits in the shower. As I'm enjoying the hot water running over my aching muscles, I hear the door to the bathroom quietly open and close. I turn around and see Colleen standing there, and raise an eyebrow at her.
"Mind if I join you?" She says with a little smile, unzipping her track top and tossing her little white tanktop to the side, giving me a great look at her perky breasts.
"Sweet Christmas!" I mutter under my breath.
Colleen steps into the shower with me, her small pale hand quickly reaching down to fondle my cock and balls.
"You are a living stereotype, Luke Cage," she said after a moment of gently stroking and rubbing my dick, hefting it as it swells to full size.
"Oh yeah, how many Oriental honeys own a samurai sword?" I chuckle, my hand caressing her hip.
Colleen presses her body to mine, her breasts rubbing against my chest as the warm water cascades over us. She leans up on her tiptoes to whisper into my ear "Me so horny!" before planting those luscious lips on mine.
Embracing her in my big powerful arms, the two of us make out and grope each other for a few minutes, applying some super foamy soap to our bodies in the process.
As I kiss Colleen I press her back against the wall. I bend down to get my arms under her knees, lifting her up easily with my powerful super strength. I move my hips, rubbing my big stiff cock against her warm wet folds, teasing her. Her arms circle around my neck, and I hear her softly sigh as I slowly push the tip of my big black dick inside that beautiful Asian pussy.
I'm gentle with her, careful of my enhanced ability. Its hard maintaining self control when you just want to go crazy with lust. I slowly push a couple inches in before withdrawing. I enjoy the sound of Colleen's happy little moans and gasps in my ear, and I smile when she reverts back to speaking Japanese to me.
"Anata wa ōkikute kyōryokuna otokodesu!" She cries out.
"First time enjoying black dick?" I say with a chuckle, and she nods emphatically. "I'm gonna show you why I'm called Black Power Man, baby. This is gonna be the best fucking you ever have." I bury my face in the nape of her neck, kissing and nibbling her skin as I finally get my long shaft halfway inside her.
"Watashi wa anata no doreidesu!"
Colleen is squirming and writhing, arching her back, moaning out sweet nothings in Japanese as I pick up the pace a little bit more, the hot water running down my broad shoulders and back. I'm holding her spread eagle, pinned against the shower wall, her ass is now bumping hard against my thighs with every deep powerful thrust.
I feel the low grunting and groaning building in the back of my throat as I bury myself inside Colleen's warm inviting folds. I feel my cock bottom out with a few more inches to spare. I can't help it, her pussy is so fucking tight around my shaft. She gasps from the intense sensation of my cock bumping her cervix.
"How's that feel?" I ask her. "Still good?"
"Yes! I just can't believe how big you are..." She trembles on my cock, her legs shaking as I grind into her again. "Oh fuck here I go again! Ohhhhh!"
I smile as I start thrusting again, taking care not to pound her pussy too hard. The steady pumping brings Colleen to orgasm over and over.
"Mmmmm!" She moans, kissing along my jawline. "Thank you!"
I don't bother pulling out, my big black balls emptying a full load as I hold my cock deep inside Colleen's wonderful little pussy.
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