Frank Payne, better known as the Constrictor, liked to keep things simple.
Commit crimes, earn money, help out the odd megalomaniacal would-be-dictator in their schemes. Sometimes the aforementioned list included getting the shit kicked out of him by a hero. And barring one really bad encounter with Hercules that left him near-crippled, it was a routine that he liked. Simple,clean, efficient, and he made his own hours too, not counting jailtime.
The last thing he expected to do was wake up in a SHIELD Helicarrier dorm room, not after he left the organization to become a mercenary. If anything, he expected to be in a Helicarrier jail, not an agent's room. And he certainly didn't expect to wake up with the Black Cat's lips wrapped around his cock.
He tried to say something, but the feline-themed superheroine's expect suckage made it so that the only thing that escaped his lips was a groan of pleasure. He looked down,seeing the white haired beauty smile up at him pleasantly as her head bobbed up and down on his manhood, Constrictor squirming about as she sucked him off, her tongue expertly slurping over his manmeat.
"Ngh... Fuck..." Constrictor moaned, grabbing Black Cat's long white hair as he came hard, filling her mouth with cum. Black Cat grinned, greedily gulping it all down, her tongue milking his member for all it had. Finally, after along moment, she stood up, brushing her hair out of her face and smiling.
"Fun stuff, Frank," she said. "Shame I don't have time for more, but I've got a mission. Stop by my place and we'll have a REAL good time." She pulled a card out of the furry tuft on her glove, setting it down on Constrictor's night table. It had her real name and address on it. "Oh... and bring the suit. I wanna see how creative you are with those tentacles."
She winked at him, blowing a kiss ass he sauntered out the door, deliberately swaying her bulbous ass for him.
Constrictor just stared for a long moment, blinking. "Huh..." he managed after a moment. "That's... huh..."
He looked around the room, seeing that he was back in the Helicarrier for the first time. And that he had just gotten an epic blowjob from the Black Cat, of all women. Just last week he remembered fighting her, and now he was waking up to her mouth wrapped around his cock.
Now, Constrictor was a simple guy. And while he normally would have been pleased to have someone as lovely as Black Cat sucking him off, he was savvy enough to recognize when something was off. He'd betrayed SHIELD, he'd never be welcomed back.
"Did one of the big villains break reality or something?" he thought aloud, getting up and putting on his Constrictor costume. He looked at the card again,noticing a note on the table.
It read, "If you can read this,then you're in trouble. So far, the only other one I know of who's remembered last year is Shocker. Find him, then meet up with me in the break room. Hurry. ~Taskmaster."
Constrictor frowned, shaking his head,and then headed out of the room. He REALLY needed to try and talk to someone about this. And it looked like Taskmaster would be a pretty good choice.