21 Chapter 21

Three weeks later…

London, SSR Headquarters September 1943

Clark and his team were assembled in the planning room down in the SSR base to go over the last-minute details for the mission. Colonel Phillips and Agent Carter oversaw the briefing.

"At 0800 hours, the team will take a transport plane to Sicily where you'll be meeting your pilot at the airfield. Take final stock of your supplies and make sure you have everything you need and at 2100 hours the pilot will fly you from the island to the mainland. Thankfully, the bombing runs at the airfields on Sicily managed to avoid some of the aircraft. The pilot will take you in with a commandeered Ju 52 Transport plane and to the best of my knowledge I've been assured it's working properly, and the pilots know what they're doing. Considering the German anti-aircraft presence, you'll be making a westward approach from the Adriatic sea before you drop but the transmitter on the plane is still functional so they should see you as a friendly. Afterward, you'll make your way to the small town of Prati di Tivo where a small group of Italian Partisans will be waiting to make contact and help you get up the mountain. Intelligence suggests that German presence in the immediate area is minimal at best so all you'll have to deal with is the Italian army." Colonel Phillips explained as he pointed to the rally point on the map.

"After that you make your way through the hills and mountains until you find the hotel. Once there and when Mussolini is in custody, you signal the plane and he'll drop down at the small town in Fonte Cerreto at the base of the mountain. The long plains and farmland will have to act as makeshift landing strips but remember that it'll be an hour flight there so signal him the second you have eyes on Mussolini and then hurry." Peggy told them.

"Officially Allied command is in talks with the Italian monarchy about their surrender, but nothing has been set in stone yet. So, at the moment, the Italian police and soldiers guarding Mussolini are considered hostiles and you have full discretion as to how you handle them." Colonel Phillips added, and they nodded. "Sergeant, anything you want to add?"

Clark stepped forward and everyone looked at him. "No, the plans sound solid and we know what to do but no reckless stunts from any of you. Especially Lucas." He joked and that earned him a few chuckles. "More importantly, watch each other's backs out there. We all go in, but we all come out one way or another. No one gets left behind."

"Amen to that." Arthur added.

"All right. Triple check your gear and let's make sure we have everything we need." Clark told them and they split up to pack what they needed. They went to the lab to get their gear packed up before they left to handle their private business. Some were able to call home while others wrote letters to their loved ones. Clark sat down at a desk and wrote a letter back home to his mother to let her know what was going on and that he was fine. He also gave her the good news about him and Peggy so hopefully that would lift her spirits. He had no idea what would happen but after all the motivation and encouragement she gave him he felt that he should let her know. And it meant he was finally able to be open with someone.

After he put his letter with the outgoing mail, Clark and his team left for a local pub to have a drink. A sort of best wishes before their mission, give them a chance to de-stress and to further solidify the bond they've formed. They had only been together for two weeks planning, preparing, and training for the mission but Clark ran his team less like an actual military platoon and more like a family. It's something he picked up growing up on the farm as his dad treated all his workers with the utmost respect and compassion. Like they were a family. He led them by example, and they valued his leadership and looked up to him as their boss but also as a friend. It's just how he was and it's something that Clark picked up as well.

Clark, Arthur Kingsley, Richard Webb, Logan, Daniel Take-Yatsu, Lucas Riggs, Solange Hardewijk, Halima Zambardi, Padmavati Balan, and John Stewart were together in the pub each holding up a beer. "So, what should we drink to?" Lucas wondered. "End of the war? Getting Mussolini? Not getting killed?"

"To us." Clark said and everyone looked at him. "To the people here right now and that when we come back, we get another drink."

"Sounds good to me." Logan remarked.

"Cheers." Arthur said as they all clinked glasses and drank. Lucas, Logan, Arthur, and Webb ordered some more drinks, but the rest of the group stuck with their beer. They chatted and even mingled with other bar patrons while music was played on the piano and some people sang along.

Clark sat down at the bar and took a sip of beer when Logan walked over and joined him with two glasses of scotch. "Try something a little stronger." Logan passed him a glass but saw him hesitate. "We're going behind enemy lines for a mission that could go FUBAR at any moment. Drink."

Clark picked up the glass before looking over at Logan. "Thanks. Cheers."

Logan smirked and the two clinked their glasses before drinking. Logan sipped his while Clark just drank it all in one go. "Easy there, bub. You're no good to use tomorrow if you're hungover." Logan told him.

"You don't have to worry about that. I can't get drunk." Clark assured him.

"Benefits of that procedure, huh?" Logan joked.

"Yup." Clark answered which was a lie. It was because of his Kryptonian physiology so alcohol never affected him. In the instances where he did drink, he never felt the buzz or effects of it and Kelex informed him that it likely never would. It had its benefits and its disadvantages.

Clark heard the door to the bar open and the chatter of the room went silent. The reason for that was because Peggy walked in and immediately drew all the attention in the room. She was wearing a pair of red heels, an amazing red dress and to complete the outfit her hair was done very nice and was holding a small purse. Her appearance made every single man in the room drop their jaw in stunned amazement. Clark was taken back by how amazing she looked. Right there she was the most beautiful woman he had ever seen and would probably ever see in his life. Webb chocked on the beer he was drinking, and Daniel accidently spit out his drink while Lucas went slack jawed. Padma had to smack him on the head to get him to stop.

"Sergeant Elbert." She greeted with a hint of amusement in her eyes.

"Agent Carter." Clark greeted her as he stood up as did Logan.

"Ma'am." Logan greeted her and she smiled before her gaze focused back on Clark.

"Dressed to impress. You look beautiful." Clark told her.

"Thank you and yes, I was trying to impress. I thought a bit of dancing tonight would be in order. Care to join me?" She wondered and he smiled.

"I'd be delighted." He answered.

"Finish up here. I'll be waiting outside." Peggy turned around and walked to the exit. Her exit caught everyone's gaze just like her entrance. Even Logan had to admit that she was amazing.

"Damn…" Logan muttered before looking over at Clark. "You're a lucky man, Kal."

"That I am." Clark bid Logan and the others goodbye before walking out of the bar where he saw Peggy waiting for him. "That was quite an entrance you made. I think more than half the bar are still talking about your dress. If you wanted to make me jealous, then you definitely succeeded."

"Not my intention but good to know." Peggy looped her arm into his and the two walked down the street until they reached a dancehall. Peggy and Clark enjoyed a nice night of dancing and suffice to say that they got a lot of attention. The men there couldn't take their eyes off Peggy's amazing dress and Clark was the lucky guy to be by her side. After several hours of dancing and enjoying themselves, they headed to their quarters at a local hotel. Considering they were a part of the SSR and given the headquarters location in Central London, all the staff was located in local hotels or were guests in friendly houses for the duration of their stay. When they arrived at the hotel Peggy was staying, the two stopped by the revolving door at the front.

"This has been an amazing night, probably the best night and date I've had in a long time." Clark admitted.

"Really?" Peggy wondered.

"All right, my list of dates is very slim, but I still stand by what I said." Clark said and Peggy chuckled. "I hope things continue going well for us going forward so that we can have moments like this. If only for several hours, it was worth it."

"The night doesn't have to end." Peggy suggested and Clark began to get a little heated under the collar. He actually blushed which Peggy found adorable. "You don't have to go to the assembly point until 0730 and with how fast you can run, you'd be there in minutes. Don't you want to stay?"

"It's not that I don't want to stay. I do, I do want to stay. Any man would be lucky to be asked that. Not that I think you would do this to anyone. I know what we have special. Granted, we've only been dating for a few weeks, but I feel like our relationship has been moving nicely and I know I'm rambling and I'm sorry. I do that when I'm nervous." Clark admitted which just made Peggy chuckle in amusement. She walked over and kissed him which shut down his rambling. When she pulled back, she saw Clark still had the blush on his face but was more relaxed. "And I'll stop talking now."

"Bullets and knives break against your skin, you can run faster than the speed of sound, you're strong enough to lift a tank over your head and you can see through solid objects, yet I've rendered you into a rambling mess." Peggy said in amusement at how powerless he seemed right now.

Clark chuckled a bit, finding the humor in her statement before looking her in the eyes and then bringing up his hand to move some hair behind her ear. "I guess that means you are the only person who can get me to lower my guard…and I'm ok with that."

"Me too." Peggy gave him another kiss before taking his hand and leading him to the front door of the hotel. She gave him a reassuring nod and after a deep breath he followed her inside. When they arrived at her room, they got comfortable and sat down on the couch, talking for a little bit longer. Clark's statement about Peggy was true. He was able to let his guard down when he was around her and not have to feel like he needed to keep something secret. And it was the same for Peggy. The two really were able to connect.

They had one more beer each and Peggy could see that Clark was nervous to make the first move, so she took the lead. Soon, one thing led to another and well, you can imagine what happened next.

It started with another kiss only this one wasn't just affectionate but also passionate as well. Clark was holding Peggy close, and she embraced him while they continued kissing. Peggy was the first one to separate due to the need for air but took that moment and removed Clark's shirt, revealing his bare chest. She stopped to admire his well sculpted physique that was the epitome of male perfection and couldn't resist tracing her hand over him.

"See something you like?" Clark asked almost playfully while trying not to shudder from her soft touch.

"All those bullets, explosions, knives, and God knows what else your body has taken. Yet despite your muscles firmness your skin still feels as soft as anyone else's." Peggy remarked in slight curiosity as she lightly pushed a finger against his rib cage. Clark jumped in shock as it caught him by surprise, and it was slightly ticklish. She watched as his skin sunk in when she pressed before resistance stopped it from going any further. "It's looking a little contradictory to be called the Man of Steel and yet still feel soft to the touch."

"Is that a complaint I'm hearing?" He asked her.

Peggy smiled before she cupped his face. "Not at all." Then proceeded to lock lips with him again. She held back a moan when she felt his hands trail up and down the sides of her body. Then they started going around her back before she felt him grab hold of the dress zipper and then slowly pull it down while she unbuttoned his pants. His piece of clothing fell down while Peggy gently shook her shoulders to allow her dress to fall at her feet. They were now down to their undergarments with him wearing white while she had matching black bra and panties.

Clark could already feel his blood getting warmer as he stared, which amused her.

"Feel free to do more then stare." She playfully invited before proceeding to kiss him again to snap him out of it. It worked as he wasted no time in returning the gesture. She spread her lips apart as she welcomed his tongue with her own and they began to wrestle with one another. They continued as Peggy began to dominate when she flinched and moaned in pleasure when she felt Clark's hands get a bit bolder when they gripped her ass. She separated from him to show a coy look. "Someone's getting bolder…" Her eyes trailed down. "And bigger."

"I can't help it." Clark spoke with a bit of embarrassment. "You're irresistible right now."

"By all means please continue." Peggy welcomed which Clark accepted by taking her hand and gently spinning her around to face away from him. Confusion spread on her face while looking back at him. "What're you…?" Her words died out when she felt him embrace her from behind, his growing sheathed erection pressing against her lower cheeks and most noticeably, his hands on her breasts. Her voice came out in small shudders as she felt him rub and squeeze them through her bra.

For Clark, this was new to him. Being intimate with a woman was something he wondered about but the sensations he was feeling were beyond his expectations. Being this close to her he could smell her bodies scent, the perfume she had worn, and even the pheromones her body was emitting. Her breasts felt soft even through her bra, yet there was some firmness to them. His curiosity grew and he removed the garment from Peggy, so he had an unobstructed hold on them. A moan from Peggy made him feel pleased to get that reaction as he continued to fondle them before planting kisses on her neck. He went almost like a massager on the pair as he used different movements to elicit reactions. When he felt her nipples trying to poke out, he immediately allowed them to do so before his fingers gave a light pinch and twists on them. That learned a louder moan from Peggy as her knees buckled a bit, but she remained standing.

"Oh god, it feels so good." Peggy thought in growing pleasure before wanting to add to it as well. She tilted her head to get his attention as he pulled his lips away from her collar. Trailing an arm back she grabbed the back of his head and pulled him forward to kiss her. All while swinging her hips a bit to grind his bulging tent between her cheeks.

The two continued this foreplay until they couldn't stand it anymore and went straight to bed.

The floor was littered with discarded clothes as the two lovers went straight to the main event. The gentle melody of a romantic song could be heard from the radio by the bed, yet it was diminutive background music as the noise of the creaking mattress and thumping bed frame hitting the wall was much louder. Peggy laid back on the bed with Clark's lower waist attached between her legs. She held onto him tight as Clark leaned down and kissed her, his hands gripping the top of the headboard as he followed his instincts and let his body go through the motions. A bed sheet was the only thing covering their modesty as Clark pulled back from the kiss and out slipped the moans from Peggy's mouth. As he picked up the pace a little more the pleasure both felt increased and in a moment of lost control, he gripped the headboard too hard and his hands tore through it like tissue paper. The chunks of wood in his hands were crushed into splinters as he kept grinding into the woman he loved.

"Oh god…oh shit." Peggy swore in rapture while almost biting her lower lip.

"Should I stop?" Clark asked while slowing down a bit, worried he might be going a bit too roughly for her.

"No! It's really good, keep going!" Peggy encouraged as she didn't want him to stop. Heck if he did stop then she'd swear she would find a way to kill him for whatever unsatisfied sexual frustration he left her with. She was all too glad when he not only resumed but increased the tempo. It took only a few more moments before the finale was reached for both.

One hour later…

Clark was sitting up on the bed with Peggy in his lap. Her arms and legs wrapped around his body while she grinds her hips in his lap as he held on. He traced his hand up her thigh to her rear while his other caressed her back and he kissed her neck while Peggy couldn't hold back her moans into his ear. She grabbed him by the face and kissed him on the lips before Clark spun them around and placed her on the bed.

Three hours later…

Peggy writhed in pleasure with the sheet the only thing covering her body. She then released a sharp gasp and shivered in euphoric climax when the sheet covering her body moved and Clark came up. He kissed her and she kissed him before the two separated and look at one another in the eyes.

"I love you…" She whispered as Clark leaned down and kissed her once more.

"I love you…" He leaned his head down on her shoulder and she held him close, the two relaxing in romantic bliss. 

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