10 days remain for the biggest cinematic universe coming to an end.....next up is god knows what captain woodface brings....
SPOILER Spoiler: AVENGERS: END GAME In Avengers: Endgame, Thanos steps up to Captain America, gently tucking back a stray hair that had fallen over his face. With his rough, gravelly voice, Thanos whispers gently, “You look tired, Steve” Steve Rodgers was tired from the battle, and letting go of his fear, he let himself fall limply forward into Thanos’s waiting arms. As Thanos’s titanic strength overwhelms him, Steve finally felt safe in those enveloping arms. Taking the shield off his back and pulling off his helmet, Thanos looked longingly at Captain America, reveling in the intricacy of design of the man’s uniform, as well as his toned, muscular build. All this time spent fighting, it was for this man, and he would finally claim his bounty. Captain America let himself swoon, disrobing himself the rest of the way for Thanos. He could never admit it to his fellow Avengers, but he had been lusting for Thanos ever since he first laid eyes on the rough crevasses of his purple face. Everything about his adversary had screamed power and beauty, and he had scarcely kept up the strength to oppose him. Now they were together, and he could no longer resist his basest desires and passions. Thanos had disrobed in kind, and Steve stared lustfully at his now visible, chiseled physique. His chest was large, his muscles rippling, his entire form screaming raw vigor. Despite his smaller size, Thanos was similarly impressed with Steve, who’s physical augmentations caused his sizable member to swell boldly. Even so, it was no match for Thanos’s colossal punisher. The purple color of his penis, the girth and length that made it larger than the arms of lesser men, and the roughly textured veins that gave it definition all made it the most glorious rod Captain America had ever seen. Falling to his knees, Steve Rodgers went to hungrily suck down Thanos’s attentive staff. Thanos would have none of it, however. Grabbing Steve’s wrist, he spun the smaller man around, baring his trembling rear entrance. He forced Steve roughly against a tree, placing his tip against Steve’s eager backside. Steve Rogers braced himself for the rapid penetration. It hurt, worse than almost anything he’d ever experienced, but yet filled him with joy, as he was finally receiving the massive package he had desired for so long. He clenched himself and reveled in the pain as Thanos powerfully pistoned in and out of him. A lesser man would have broken from it. But part of what drew Thanos to Steve was his vitality, his reslilence, his aspiration to greatness. Thanos could not withhold himself from this man. With a final mighty thrust that lifted Steve off the ground, Thanos unleashed his stored desire, the creamily purplish fluid spilling out all over Steve and into the ground below. Thanos gingerly put Steve back onto the ground. The man’s face was an uncontainable grin, his eyes rolled back into a joyous delirium as he slipped into unconsciousness. Even he couldn’t stay prescient during the process, though Thanos new he would be strong enough to recover. Leaning down next to his unconscious body, covered in Thanos’s own fluids, he whispered, “I’ll see you again, Captain”