Natasha's feelings

Allen arrived in the bathroom with Natasha without thinking about the two girls he had left in the room. Allen said what he had to say and avoided the worst situation with Gwen, which can be considered a victory.

But even though Allen confessed his feelings to Gwen and they kissed to convey what they felt for each other, Gwen did not accept to be his girlfriend with words, nor did she openly accept his relationship with other women.

Allen could only trust the feelings they had for each other, which, though tainted by her selfishness, were real.

Besides, he knew Gwen very well and knew that what Natasha said was true, if she hated him she would have rejected him at this moment, she wouldn't have come here, let alone kissed him before.

Natasha shook her head, "I didn't raise a coward..."

"Aunt..." Allen didn't know what to say to her.

"Allen, do you regret this decision?" Natasha smiled warmly.

"No," Allen answered with a confident look, he might be afraid of hurting girls, but he didn't regret it.

"Then be a bastard to the end and make these girls happy..." Natasha giggled as she closed her light blue eyes slightly, "Sure, after you make me happy~"

Allen felt his temperature rise when he saw Natasha acting like that, but he immediately controlled himself. If Natasha was MJ, he would have thrown her on his bed already to teach her respect.

"Of course, I'll make everyone happy, including my beloved aunt."

Natasha smiled without lust as she looked at him lovingly, she didn't always act so determined with Allen. For years she had felt like a trash of a woman to desire something as impure as a relationship with Allen.

There were times when she felt too dirty and regretful to look him in the face... but even long ago she tried every means to forget her feelings and nothing worked, she ended up loving her nephew as a man, her only consolation is that they don't have a blood relation in common, but that doesn't change the fact that she watched him grow up.

One night as she slept, she felt someone watching her, it was Allen, the fifteen year old, watching her sleep bitterly.

"How can I see her as a woman, I'm out of my mind..." Allen said.

Just those words were enough to make her years of suppressed feelings for him collapse. Natasha laughed all night knowing that her "boy" felt the same way she did. Natasha no longer held back from expressing her love for him, only making bad excuses to keep up the facade.

No longer hiding her feelings, Natasha decided not to sully the last bit of decency she had left and waited for Allen to turn eighteen. But as if it were a joke of fate, her beloved Allen got two girlfriends before she could do anything. Natasha came to believe that this was God's punishment for being so brazen and immoral. But would she give up? No, Natasha had already accepted her feelings and didn't care if she was called every degrading name, she was determined to love Allen for life, even if he never returned those feelings.

Allen's bathroom was divided into two small rooms. Just inside was the toilet and sink, plus a cabinet next to a hamper. The shower and bathtub were in the second room.

Natasha approached the hamper and began to undress. Allen watched without surprise, but avoided looking too closely to maintain respect.

Natasha removed her black leather jacket, leaving it on a rack, then took her blouse and lifted it to reveal her lace red bra. Then she unbuttoned her jeans and pulled them down to reveal her plump white thighs. Allen wondered if she had deliberately bent over with her peachy ass in his direction.

Natasha turned with a mischievous smile and Allen understood, he came up behind her and Natasha gasped as she felt his presence so close. Allen grabbed the clasp of her bra and unfastened it, there were times when it got stuck but Allen had done it many times and it didn't happen.

Natasha sighed as her large breasts were released with a bounce, she looked back as she covered herself with one hand.

"Can you take off my panties too?~" Natasha said flirtatiously.

Allen snorted, "No."

While Allen could put up with a lot of mischief Natasha would get up to, there were still boundaries between them, and as long as they weren't crossed, Allen could fool himself that this was still "normal".

Natasha clicked her tongue as Allen began to undress. Natasha was surprised; while the time when Allen had been a scrawny boy was long gone, he now had a well-formed, well-muscled body.

Natasha swallowed saliva as her eyes wandered over Allen's body, women are also capable of acting like that and being attracted to a well-shaped body.

"Aunt?" Allen didn't notice Natasha's hot look or her slight blush. After all, they bathed together at least once every time she came to his house. So she should be used to seeing him naked. But at that moment he still hadn't reached the physical peak of a human being.

Natasha pursed her lips, her Allen, he had a very attractive face, add to that his natural and pure charm, now add to that a perfect body. Natasha felt that her nephew would fall prey to countless women if she did nothing.

Natasha shook her head and decided to put all that aside.

...

In the bathroom, Natasha hugged Allen naked, but there was no lust. Allen felt his blood rush, but he controlled himself and hugged Natasha back.

"I've missed you..." the woman said in a weak and slightly pampered tone.

"Me too, Auntie..."

The eyes of the girls at home would fall out if they saw Natasha's attitude at this moment, for she looked like a child who wanted to be spoiled. There was nothing wrong with that, he wanted to be spoiled by her sometimes and so did she. It was just that Natasha had her pride and she didn't want MJ and Gwen to see her like that.

Natasha smiled as she breathed in Allen's scent with her hands running down Allen's body. Natasha lifted her face without taking it from Allen's pecs, "You're a little harder, but you're my Allen~"

"Obviously," Allen smiled amused and immediately hugged her tighter, "You're still as beautiful as ever...sometimes I'm afraid some bastard will steal you away from me," Allen smiled mischievously.

Natasha got angry and bit Allen, "That will never happen, I'd rather die than be with another man".

Allen choked as his face heated up, he was about to kiss her uncontrollably upon hearing such an adorable statement, but managed to calm down. Natasha, however, didn't agree to give up the idea.

"Kiss me," the mature woman said, blushing.

"Auntie, that's not..."

"You used to..." she replied with puffy cheeks.

"But that was a long time ago."

"Don't you love me anymore?" blackmailed Natasha.

Allen felt defeated and brought his face closer to Natasha with a serious look, "You know I'd rather die than stop loving you."

Natasha's expression broke as her eyes widened like saucers and she blushed completely, she had been taken completely by surprise, At that moment Allen kissed her, greedily capturing her pretty lips, if it had been earlier she could have controlled the situation, but right after an attack of that caliber she was without defenses.

Her lips were ravaged by Allen, she tried to pull away and breathe, but Allen didn't let her and immediately kissed her deeper.

"Allen... Hmm... Mhmm.... me.... nuhhh...."

Taking advantage of her opening her mouth to speak, he stuck his tongue in, Allen knew it was forbidden, but he didn't care anymore.

The woman once known as the fearsome Black Widow stood like a helpless girl, her legs shaking and her mind melting in Allen's arms. She let Allen do whatever he wanted. Unable to even hold herself, she simply surrendered to his hands.

"Hmm... ♡ Mhmm...♡ Allen...♡"

Natasha didn't know how much time had passed before Allen let her go, of course that was relative since she was still melting in his arms.

Allen regained his senses and was horrified when he realized what he had done. He saw Natasha's flushed face and swollen lips as she gasped in his arms. He could feel her hard pink buttons against his chest. And maybe it's just his imagination, but he felt a crystalline liquid trickling down her legs.

'Shit!'

Allen didn't know what to say, so he stayed in silence with her in his arms.... After a while, Natasha tapped him lightly on the shoulder.

Allen released her and they stood facing each other in silence. Borders had been crossed and neither knew what to say.

"I'm sorry," Allen apologized first.

"Don't apologize, I pushed you to this point, it's my responsibility" Natasha knew that although it was Allen who had lost control first, none of this would have happened if she hadn't pushed him to this extreme.

"Still, I'm sorry, Auntie."

"Allen..." Natasha looked at Allen with warm eyes, "We are family but we are also a man and a woman... in this situation it was kind of inevitable."

"It's true," Allen coughed, grateful that Natasha gave him an out.

"But should I take responsibility?" Natasha pointed down, Allen realized that his younger brother had woken up and was like a raging monster looking up at the sky.

Natasha swallowed saliva and mentally repeated a thousand times to stop, but her hands paid no heed and she grabbed her beloved's pride.

"Auntie... you know this isn't normal?" Allen tried not to give in to the desire, but he didn't put up much of a fight either.

"It's also not normal to have a harem... and my Allen goes around conquering women," Natasha replied with absolute truth.

"But..." Allen knew he didn't have the right to talk about morals, so he decided not to say anything else.

Natasha felt bad and looked up with a sad smile, "If you hate it or find it disgusting... I'll stop and we'll never talk about it again."

Natasha didn't push Allen, if this was going to happen, it would be by both of their wishes. Allen felt a stab in his chest as he saw the broken look on his aunt's face and felt the trembling through her delicate hands. She was scared too, and she too felt guilty for crossing that line.

If you want to be a bastard, be a bastard all the way... Alen reminded herself that she had chosen to be this way and to bear the consequences of her actions.

Allen placed his hands on Natasha's. "Take responsibility Natasha," he commanded boldly.

Tears welled up in Natasha's eyes, but before Allen could comfort her, she wiped them away and smiled seductively.

"Wow, you couldn't keep him away from your aunt in the end...what a bad boy ♡"

Allen swallowed saliva again as his younger brother stiffened further.

(A/N: The continuation of the lemon will be in the next chapter, because this is going on too long).

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A man knocked on Allen's door and this gave him a chance to get out of the bathroom while avoiding Gwen and MJ's stares, they used towels in the bathroom unlike Natasha and they felt there was something suspicious between him and Natasha.

Allen fled that place and opened his door to see Nick Fury standing there.

"Allen Walker, I want to talk to you about the Avengers Initiative."

Allen didn't know whether to throw the bet in Nick Fury's face or thank him for not having to explain to his girlfriends what he had been doing in the bathroom with Natasha.

...

In New Mexico, a beam of light fell from outer space and knocked a man unconscious on the ground.

"Father..."

...

Elsewhere, a colossal green monster landed on the ground, creating a crater; the monster began to shrink as it transformed into a malnourished, bearded man.

"Free at last..." the man fainted.

...

"Jarvis report..." Tony asked from his armor in the air.

"We have information that a group of mutants are causing trouble in Miami..."

"More work..." Tony sighed.

"Sir, nobody said this job was going to be easy."

"Damn..." Tony cursed, but still changed his direction to Miami as he picked up speed.

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(A/N: I had a lot of problems with this chapter, in the end it was going to be almost four thousand words long so I cut it in half you know that I usually write chapters of three thousand words but four thousand was too much and I got tired, I don't want to write tomorrow's chapter)