A Shot in the Dark
Natasha/Loki
Natasha cracked her neck, annoyed, as she walked down the hallway to the holding cells. She was at SHIELD base and was about to question the war prisoner Loki Laufeyson. He had single-handed destroyed downtown New York City with his army called the Chitauri and now he must answer for what he has done.
Natasha had been thinking all about her last one-on-one conversation with the Asgardian. She had conned him into giving away one of his secret plans and that is why they brought her in now. Natasha remembered how he called her a “mewling quim” and threatened to kill Agent Barton. It made her stomach twist in knots—something that did not happen often. She believes he was truly evil.
Even though she thinks Loki of Asgard was truly evil, Agent Romanoff could not help but accept the fact he was attractive. He had shimmering green eyes that pierced into her soul. His long, thick hair was as black as night. His skin was as white as snow. He was utterly gorgeous, but utterly sinister.
Agent Romanoff slid her key card into the slot and opened the door. “Hello, Loki,” she said frankly with an emotionless face. She smacked a file on the metal table that Loki was chained to.
“Ah, hello, Agent Romanoff,” Loki answers, looking up at her. He gives her an amused smirk. He was amused. Loki believed that this whole system was flawed and it made him laugh. He spent most of his time smiling. “So nice to see you.”
“Yeah, well, I’m not here to play games, Loki. I’m here to get answers. So start talking.” She abruptly sits down in a cold, metal chair across from the war criminal.
“But Natasha—if I may call you that.” Natasha tilts her head sideways. Whatever gets him talking. “You haven’t asked me any questions. How am I supposed to talk?”
Loki seemed nonchalant as ever. How was she going to get him to cough up to how was able to do the things that he did? How was she going to make him pay? How? “You know, Loki—“
“—I’m going to stop you right there, Agent Romanoff,” Loki butts in, putting up a finger. “You want to know how I brainwashed Agent Barton, all those other SHIELD agents, broke into the Helicarrier and almost took over New York City. But the thing is, you already know. You have my scepter in your position. So the real question is why is your pathetic agency questioning me? I already know they sent you, an attractive woman that has history with me, to try to break me. But tell me, Natasha, what is there to break?” He sits back, crossing his arms across his chest.
Natasha stops a moment. He thinks she is attractive? As Asgardian demi-god with his arrogance thinks a “weak” mortal is attractive? This has got to be a rarity. A thought then pops into her head. She could use this to her advantage and even get something out of it for herself. She stands up, walks around the table and sits on it, next to Loki. She leans back on her hands, showing over her toned body in her black cat suit. “So you think I’m attractive?” Natasha pouts her lips.
Loki squint, eyeing the SHIELD agent carefully. He knows exactly what she is doing. But why? Why would she risk it? “You know they can see you? There are cameras everywhere.” He points to the corner of the room.
Natasha slips her dainty fingers in her pocket and pulls out a small device. She presses the button, disabling all the camera and microphone connections to the room. “There, taken care of.”
Loki continues to stare at her, questioning whether or not he should go for it. She may be a mortal but she is attractive—more attractive than any other mortal he has ever seen. And she has a fire that burns him up on the inside. He wants to touch her so badly. He wants to feel her warmth. He wants to ravage her.
Natasha is getting impatient. With one quick movement, her legs are on either side of Loki and she is sitting in his lap. She wraps her arms around his shoulders and nibbles on his ear lobe. “Come on, Loki. You know you want to,” she whispers seductively.
Loki decides to go for it. He moves his hands from Black Widow’s thighs, to her waist and up to the zipper on her cat suit. She pulls back, so he can get a good look. He slowly unzips her suit, revealing her perfect breasts. Loki slips his hand in and fondles her left breast, gently squeezing the bud. He then continues to unzip. His hand slides down low in her suit. He dips through her folds and messages her clitoris.
“Oh!” Natasha gasps at the touch. She throws her head back as Loki leaves sloppy kisses all along her neck. Those kisses then turn into love bites.
Loki then swiftly picks Natasha up and pushes her onto the table, pressing down on her. He grabs her neck with his free handle and continues to pleasure her. “You enjoy this?” He asks harshly.
“Y-yes,” she whispers in between moans. “Give it to me. Give it to me, Loki. Please. I need it.” Her hands fly onto his back, grabbing onto his emerald cape for support.
Right before Natasha reaches orgasm, Loki slips his fingers out. Natasha looks up to give him a disappointed look. “Undress yourself completely,” he commands. He then begins to peel off his armor and undergarments until he is nude. He then stares at Natasha’s brilliant body with admiration. She truly is beautiful. “Sit on the table.”
Natasha does so but quickly jumps off. “It’s cold!” She giggles.
“Here, let me.” Loki picks up his cape and places it on the table.
“Thank you,” she says, placing her arm on Loki’s. That was a kind gesture. It was proof that Loki really isn’t the monster everyone says he. There is goodness in him. She then lies down on the table, spreading her legs. Loki drops to his knees, ready to begin his process.
Loki slid his tongue across Natasha’s fold, causing her to gasp and moan in satisfaction. He began to tongue her swelling clitoris. He could taste her sweet juices. Loki himself was getting great pleasure from this act. His member is swollen to full capacity at this point.
Natasha gasps, sputters, and groans at the feeling of Loki in between her legs. She roughly grates her fingers across her abdomen and all over her breasts. Her hips are swerving in an up and down motion. She then grabs hold of Loki’s hair, tousling it, forcing his face deeper into her. She wants more. She needs more. She needs Loki entirely. Just then, she reaches her full climax and lets out a loud yelp.
Gasping, she sits up. “You’re… really… good at that.” Without saying anything, Loki pushes Natasha down on the table, thrusting his length into her. “Whoa! That was unexpected!” She exclaims.
“Well, I can’t let you have all the fun!” He smirks at her.
Loki stares Natasha right in the eyes as he thrusts his member in and out of her. He licks his lips and then bites down on his tongue, trying to get the right angle. Natasha is just in shock. She doesn’t ever believe she has ever felt something that… big before. But he is a demi-god!
He continues to push into her until he reaches climax. He lets out his load and practically collapses on top of Natasha. He gulps in air and squints the sweat out of his eyes. When he finally catches his breath, he continues to leave kisses all over Natasha’s body.
After a few minutes, they get dressed and clean themselves up. Natasha zips up her cat suit and pulls on her knee-high combat boots. She then helps Loki with his armor and cape. Natasha pulls out a mirror in her tool belt to check for smeared make-up.
Loki takes the mirror away from her. “You don’t need that, love. You already look beautiful.”
Natasha smiles. “Thank you,” she whispers. She then kisses Loki a final time and walks to the door. She pulls out the device and presses the button, turning the communications back on. Loki sits in his seat and Natasha opens the door. She looks at the other SHIELD agents outside. “I think we’ve got what we’ve needed. No more questioning.” She then looks back at Loki, winks, and walks away.
Natasha had been thinking all about her last one-on-one conversation with the Asgardian. She had conned him into giving away one of his secret plans and that is why they brought her in now. Natasha remembered how he called her a “mewling quim” and threatened to kill Agent Barton. It made her stomach twist in knots—something that did not happen often. She believes he was truly evil.
Even though she thinks Loki of Asgard was truly evil, Agent Romanoff could not help but accept the fact he was attractive. He had shimmering green eyes that pierced into her soul. His long, thick hair was as black as night. His skin was as white as snow. He was utterly gorgeous, but utterly sinister.
Agent Romanoff slid her key card into the slot and opened the door. “Hello, Loki,” she said frankly with an emotionless face. She smacked a file on the metal table that Loki was chained to.
“Ah, hello, Agent Romanoff,” Loki answers, looking up at her. He gives her an amused smirk. He was amused. Loki believed that this whole system was flawed and it made him laugh. He spent most of his time smiling. “So nice to see you.”
“Yeah, well, I’m not here to play games, Loki. I’m here to get answers. So start talking.” She abruptly sits down in a cold, metal chair across from the war criminal.
“But Natasha—if I may call you that.” Natasha tilts her head sideways. Whatever gets him talking. “You haven’t asked me any questions. How am I supposed to talk?”
Loki seemed nonchalant as ever. How was she going to get him to cough up to how was able to do the things that he did? How was she going to make him pay? How? “You know, Loki—“
“—I’m going to stop you right there, Agent Romanoff,” Loki butts in, putting up a finger. “You want to know how I brainwashed Agent Barton, all those other SHIELD agents, broke into the Helicarrier and almost took over New York City. But the thing is, you already know. You have my scepter in your position. So the real question is why is your pathetic agency questioning me? I already know they sent you, an attractive woman that has history with me, to try to break me. But tell me, Natasha, what is there to break?” He sits back, crossing his arms across his chest.
Natasha stops a moment. He thinks she is attractive? As Asgardian demi-god with his arrogance thinks a “weak” mortal is attractive? This has got to be a rarity. A thought then pops into her head. She could use this to her advantage and even get something out of it for herself. She stands up, walks around the table and sits on it, next to Loki. She leans back on her hands, showing over her toned body in her black cat suit. “So you think I’m attractive?” Natasha pouts her lips.
Loki squint, eyeing the SHIELD agent carefully. He knows exactly what she is doing. But why? Why would she risk it? “You know they can see you? There are cameras everywhere.” He points to the corner of the room.
Natasha slips her dainty fingers in her pocket and pulls out a small device. She presses the button, disabling all the camera and microphone connections to the room. “There, taken care of.”
Loki continues to stare at her, questioning whether or not he should go for it. She may be a mortal but she is attractive—more attractive than any other mortal he has ever seen. And she has a fire that burns him up on the inside. He wants to touch her so badly. He wants to feel her warmth. He wants to ravage her.
Natasha is getting impatient. With one quick movement, her legs are on either side of Loki and she is sitting in his lap. She wraps her arms around his shoulders and nibbles on his ear lobe. “Come on, Loki. You know you want to,” she whispers seductively.
Loki decides to go for it. He moves his hands from Black Widow’s thighs, to her waist and up to the zipper on her cat suit. She pulls back, so he can get a good look. He slowly unzips her suit, revealing her perfect breasts. Loki slips his hand in and fondles her left breast, gently squeezing the bud. He then continues to unzip. His hand slides down low in her suit. He dips through her folds and messages her clitoris.
“Oh!” Natasha gasps at the touch. She throws her head back as Loki leaves sloppy kisses all along her neck. Those kisses then turn into love bites.
Loki then swiftly picks Natasha up and pushes her onto the table, pressing down on her. He grabs her neck with his free handle and continues to pleasure her. “You enjoy this?” He asks harshly.
“Y-yes,” she whispers in between moans. “Give it to me. Give it to me, Loki. Please. I need it.” Her hands fly onto his back, grabbing onto his emerald cape for support.
Right before Natasha reaches orgasm, Loki slips his fingers out. Natasha looks up to give him a disappointed look. “Undress yourself completely,” he commands. He then begins to peel off his armor and undergarments until he is nude. He then stares at Natasha’s brilliant body with admiration. She truly is beautiful. “Sit on the table.”
Natasha does so but quickly jumps off. “It’s cold!” She giggles.
“Here, let me.” Loki picks up his cape and places it on the table.
“Thank you,” she says, placing her arm on Loki’s. That was a kind gesture. It was proof that Loki really isn’t the monster everyone says he. There is goodness in him. She then lies down on the table, spreading her legs. Loki drops to his knees, ready to begin his process.
Loki slid his tongue across Natasha’s fold, causing her to gasp and moan in satisfaction. He began to tongue her swelling clitoris. He could taste her sweet juices. Loki himself was getting great pleasure from this act. His member is swollen to full capacity at this point.
Natasha gasps, sputters, and groans at the feeling of Loki in between her legs. She roughly grates her fingers across her abdomen and all over her breasts. Her hips are swerving in an up and down motion. She then grabs hold of Loki’s hair, tousling it, forcing his face deeper into her. She wants more. She needs more. She needs Loki entirely. Just then, she reaches her full climax and lets out a loud yelp.
Gasping, she sits up. “You’re… really… good at that.” Without saying anything, Loki pushes Natasha down on the table, thrusting his length into her. “Whoa! That was unexpected!” She exclaims.
“Well, I can’t let you have all the fun!” He smirks at her.
Loki stares Natasha right in the eyes as he thrusts his member in and out of her. He licks his lips and then bites down on his tongue, trying to get the right angle. Natasha is just in shock. She doesn’t ever believe she has ever felt something that… big before. But he is a demi-god!
He continues to push into her until he reaches climax. He lets out his load and practically collapses on top of Natasha. He gulps in air and squints the sweat out of his eyes. When he finally catches his breath, he continues to leave kisses all over Natasha’s body.
After a few minutes, they get dressed and clean themselves up. Natasha zips up her cat suit and pulls on her knee-high combat boots. She then helps Loki with his armor and cape. Natasha pulls out a mirror in her tool belt to check for smeared make-up.
Loki takes the mirror away from her. “You don’t need that, love. You already look beautiful.”
Natasha smiles. “Thank you,” she whispers. She then kisses Loki a final time and walks to the door. She pulls out the device and presses the button, turning the communications back on. Loki sits in his seat and Natasha opens the door. She looks at the other SHIELD agents outside. “I think we’ve got what we’ve needed. No more questioning.” She then looks back at Loki, winks, and walks away.
SUPERNATURAL!!!!!!!! DEAN!!!!!!!!!! SAM!!!!!!!!!!! YAY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
10/14/16