Chapter 9 [nsfw]

Stepping through the portal, I'm back in the helicarrier's bridge meeting room. As I close the portal behind me, I look down at the case holding the Space stone; taking a page from the Sorcerer Supreme's book, I bend the case's structure and deconstruct the cube housing the stone into a necklace. 

Strangely, the design I held in mind was altered as it took shape. It seems the stone wanted a say in the design.

The round medallion had an interweaving rope design encircled its edge. Five empty, oval depressions circled a sixth at its center that now held the Space stone. (picture)

I don't know if it's trying to tell me something or not, but there's time to ponder that later. I place the necklace around my neck and tuck it into my shirt. As I leave the room, Agent Hill nearly runs into me.

"Arbiter, you're back," she says after quickly getting over being startled by my sudden appearance after two days.

My eyes tighten as I glare at her,

"Where did you hear that name?" I say in a quiet growl. Her eyes widen slightly at my sudden aggressiveness.

"Fury decided it would be your call sign and to use it instead of your name publicly. He wanted to speak with you when you got back." She answered me.

I gave her a short nod and passed her as I headed toward Fury's office.

His door opens just as I arrive,

"We need to talk." Fury grumbles as he moves to sit behind his desk.

The door closes with a hiss and the sounds of multiple locks falling into place as I move to sit in the chair in front of him. I make sure no unwanted sound leaves the room while we speak.

"I hope you have a reason for using the name Hydra assigned me as the call sign for your agents to refer to me as," I questioned him.

His face has the look of having eaten something rotten,

"You were right; the staff is gone," he says, looking me in the eye.

Son of a...

"I personally tracked everyone who could have had access to it. The only lead proved to be a dead-end, literally. He was dead in a warehouse when I found him. So I've used that name to try and stir the pot, watch for anyone who starts moving out of the ordinary, and make a note of them." He says with a sigh. "But for now, it's business as usual."

I nod and get up to leave. Just before I get to the door, Fury calls out,

"Thor was looking for you soon after you disappeared. Apparently, they can't get back to Asgard without the stone."

"Got it. I'll go see him," I say over my shoulder as I exit the room.

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Heading down to the detention level to see if Thor is still watching over Loki, distracted by the thought of the staff being in Hydra's hands, I'm ambushed as I pass through the personal quarters.

I was grabbed by the collar of my shirt and wrenched back into a room I had just passed and thrown up against the wall next to the door as it closed with a hiss and a click of a lock.

I hear a purr in my ear,

"I'm not used to being the one made to wait, and I've lost my patience," 

Natasha molds her body into mine, grabbing the back of my neck and silencing any retort I might have been able to muster with a searing kiss.

It's nowhere near as frantic as it was when I had first healed her, but the want was still there.

I wrap my arm around her toned waist and return the same passion and want right back.

Our tongues quickly get involved and wrap around each other, wrestling back and forth for dominance. 

She moves one hand between us to her neck and unzips her suit. We break our kiss as her hands move to shrug her suit off her shoulders.

I'm momentarily stunned at how gorgeous Natasha is and take her in.

Large, pale white breasts capped with bright pink nipples gently bounce and sway as she shimmies her suit off her wide hips and down her thick, toned thighs. All she's wearing is a tiny black G-string. A predatory smile meets my eyes when I look back up at her face.

This time, I'm the one making the advance as I grab her by the hips and spin us around so her back is against the wall and capture her lips again.

She moans into the kiss as her long, toned legs come up to wrap around my waist. I use one hand to hold her up, caressing her smooth thigh and ass cheek as the other glides up her thin waist to her breast. I massage it gently before using my thumb to tease her nipple, causing her to let out a gasp into my mouth and grind herself hard into my waist.

She breaks our lip lock as her hand travels down my chest, rips my shirt off over my head, noticing the necklace, but continues slowly dragging her nails down my muscled chest to my pants zipper.

As she moves to unzip me, I lean my head down and capture her hardened pink nipple in my mouth, slowly rolling my tongue around before flicking across it, getting another gasp from her as she shoves my pants down, and I kick them to the side.

I grab her soft, firm ass with both hands as she grabs my dick and pulls her soaked panties to the side, lining me up with smooth, puffy pussy. She uses her legs to pull me deep inside.

We both let out a low moan as I sank deep inside her scorching hot core. She kept pulling me deeper until I felt myself press into her cervix, and she stopped with a gasp.

She opened her bright green eyes and looked into my own,

"Fuck, me!" she growled and wrapped her hands behind my neck.

I smirked at just how aggressive she was. I squeezed her plump ass in my hands as I slowly dragged myself out, making her growl in her throat until only the tip was left inside her, then I began to thrust.

"Oh, fuck," She hissed into my ear, racking her nails across my back as I set a moderate pace in my thrusts.

She started to match my thrusts with her hips as she rolled forward and back, squeezing her legs around my waist. It wasn't long till her first orgasm hit her, and it felt like her pussy was trying to strangle me to death, almost making me lose it myself. I grit my teeth, but I didn't stop. Only slowing my thrust through her orgasm until she came down and doubled her movements.

She eventually used her hands to push off the wall, making me stumble back as I held her by the thighs and landed on her bed with her on top of me.

She grinned down at me as she started to sway her hips, going faster and harder until we both couldn't take it and came together. She shuddered as her hips ground down onto me as she milked for every drop I had.

It was at this point I decided not to play fair. Flexing my power across my body, I rejuvenated any damaged or strained muscles, basically not needing a refractory period. Then I did the same for her, no soreness or hypersensitivity.

She was coming down when I grabbed her and rolled us over, startling her. 

Her eyes went wide when she felt me begin to thrust again. Only for a hungry smile and a look that said 'Bring it on.' to quickly take over.

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By our seventh round, it had been four hours since we started, and we were taking a break, just lying next to each other, enjoying the afterglow of orgasm.

My eyes couldn't help roaming her sweat-sheened body, droplets rolling between her breasts as they swayed from her hard breathing. That vibrant red hair of hers stuck to her forehead. And the look of satisfaction on her face that I most definitely shared.

This had been, by far, the most fantastic sex I've ever had.

We are disturbed by a chirping from her suit that lies on the floor near the door. She groans as she gets up, pulls an earpiece out of a compartment on her belt, and puts it in.

"This is Romanoff," She says in an even voice, not belaying what we had just been doing.

"Understood. I'll let him know if I see him on the ship."

She taps the earpiece off, then turns to me,

"Thor is still looking for you and seems to be losing his patience and is planning on going looking for you. You should go and deal with him."

She picks up her suit and sets it on a cabinet before opening a drawer and pulling out a new pair of panties.

I also get up, banishing the sweat and other fluids from my body, before pulling on my pants.

"Tell me off if I'm being too much, but would you date me?" I ask her as I pull my shirt over my head.

She hums for a moment before looking over her still bare shoulder,

"I only planned on this being a one-time thing, but sure. I'll give you the chance to show me if you are more than just a good time in bed." She smirked as she walked toward her bathroom with an exaggerated sway of her hips and closed the door.

I could only smile to myself as I heard the shower turn on.

Focusing myself, I left her room and headed down to the detention level as I initially planned to.