The kiss grew more and more intense as both felt the pressure of passion build up in their sex. Thanos was first to succumb to the pleasure as he pulled Natasha into his length, and groaned as his shaft pulsated inside Natasha. After the cum began to pump out Natasha's entrance, Thanos sighed in satisfaction as he dropped Natasha.
Almost lost in euphoria, Natasha managed to land on her hands and knees. Meanwhile, cum poured out of her entrance and more continued to erupt out of Thanos, covering her ass and back. Natasha quickly turned around on her knees and cupped her hands under her chin as cum rained all over her front.
Once his climax finished, Thanos plopped down to sit on the bed, almost falling back. With a clench of his gauntlet covered fist, the blue stone on his knuckle shone. Suddenly his clothes were imbued with a similarly blue aura and came to life, flying over to redress him.
"I take it you enjoyed?" he said, smugly.
Natasha shifted to sit her bottom and tilted cupped hands backwards, allowing the cum she caught to join the collection on her body.
"Well, I didn't cum so…" Natasha replied.
However her words contradicted her body. Her legs were still shaking and exposed her entranced, stretched from the savage fucking she just received.
"A second time my member has failed to satisfy you," Thanos said "I suppose I will rectify my mistake next time…"
He paused, waiting for Natasha's response to his implication.
However she was too busy gathering her bearings from what just happened. Body covering in cum, ass red and sore, slit stretched beyond belief. It was a lot to recover from. Natasha finally caught her breath as the euphoria slowly fled from her body.
Few moments past until Natasha finally realized why there was silence.
Right the whole 'red order' thing.
Between all the sex and, well more sex, she never had the chance to actually consider the proposition.
Natasha rose to her feet, cum still dripping off her body.
"Right, right… look, just let me clean off before I make up my mind, okay?" she said, gesturing to the bathroom.
Thanos hesitated before nodding his head.
"Only bring a towel and your undergarments into the room of cleaning" he quickly added.
Natasha complied, quickly grabbing her bra and panties off the ground, and a towel off a nearby chair before scurrying into the bathroom.
Once the door was shut behind her, Natasha leaned against it and let out a sigh. After all they just went through, Thanos still didn't completely trust her to even bring her whole outfit.
Then again, she couldn't blame him. She is part of the team that killed him in another timeline.
The same timeline she died in.
The thought of her own death never scared Natasha. She was trained better than that. But nothing could prepared her for a giant alien from the future telling her of a potential early funeral.
Should she tell the others? It was Thanos, the mad titan, with all six infinity stones after all. Tony, Steve and Thor are here, somewhere about the facility, that should be enough right?
While pondering, Natasha leaned over the sink and looked at herself in the mirror. From her blonde top, she was drenched in cum, cheeks marked with dried mascara tears, pink lipstick smeared across her mouth, skin flushed red.
She looked like a common whore. And she liked it.
Sounds of Thanos' movement in the other room snapped Natasha out of her long moment of self-admiration. She quickly entered the shower, and set the water reach a warm before turning on the shower head.
The warm water washed away any evidence of what recently occurred; cum mixed with makeup and soap, swirling down the drain. Natasha lathered her body in soap, scrubbing away any stubborn stains. As she caressed her own body, she couldn't help but imagine if her soft, small hands, were replaced Thanos' strong, coarse ones.
Standing required all of Natasha concentration after Thanos' work, so when her mind drifted and her fingers traveled down to her entrance… The feeling of only her fingers was enough to through Natasha off balance.
This needed to stop, no more distractions. First a decision needed to be made.
Natasha stepped out the shower and into the steamy bathroom, grabbing her towel.
If Thanos is lying, Natasha would be the perfect double agent; get close to him, learn all his secrets then report back to base. Typical mission.
But if he were telling the truth, what would be the harm? The Avengers are stronger than ever, they wouldn't miss her right? And besides, there was no one here who wanted a personal future with her anyways…
This might have been the most important pros and cons list of Natasha's life.
Once her body was mostly dry, Natasha used the towel to smear the steam from the mirror. In the reflection stood a naked woman with slicked back blonde hair, pale clear skin, colorless lips. What Natasha saw was truly dull, disappointing sight.
Her decision was made.
With determination, Natasha threw on her underwear and swung open the door with a huge grin. Steam escaped the room around her, surrounding her like fog around a musician.
Still sitting on the bed, Thanos looked up at Natasha with intrigue.
"I am a patient man, but I will only request one more-" Thanos was interrupted by Natasha.
"I'll join you," Natasha said firmly.
Thanos grinned.
"You truly are prepared to join me? No tricks or deceptions?" Thanos asked.
"No tricks, I mean it" Natasha replied, almost desperate, "just use the mind stone, I'm sure it can show I'm telling the truth."
"No, I don't want to have to. If you cross me you shall have an appropriate punishment," he said.
She should have been nervous about that threat, but Natasha knew she had no intention of betraying Thanos.
"If you are to join me, you must wear the mark of the Red Order, this is your final chance to decline," Thanos continued.
Without hesitation, Natasha nodded her head.
Thanos made a fist with his gauntlet and willed the red stone to activate. Natasha winced as she felt discomfort on her waist. She quickly patted and looked down to investigate the source of the sensation.
Her lower abdomen was decorated with six tattoos of colored circles, each matching the infinity stones.
Pretty vain of him to brand Natasha, but no complaints or witty remarks were heard.
"Shall we head to your new home?" Thanos said as opened a blue misty portal behind him.
Bold and ready for her new future, Natasha walked past Thanos and straight towards the portal.
"I'm sure the others are excited to see you," Thanos said.
But before Natasha could ask any questions, she already found herself through the portal, with nothing but her underwear and a new tattoo.