Summary:
Realizing that his plan of decimation to save the world will fail, Thanos decides to form a harem to instead, starting with the Black Widow.
Notes:
Wanted to see Thanos as a good (ish) guy, and I wanted to see the MCU gals have some good ol' consensual sex with him and each other... That's it. That's the tweet.
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There sat Thanos, with all infinity stones in his gauntlet, casually sitting on a chair in Natasha's Avengers quarters.
Natasha quickly reacted by whipping out her two pistols and aiming at Thanos all in a blink of an eye.
"What the hell are you doing here?" Natasha growled.
Weeks ago the Black Widow was told that Thanos was a being from space who planned on using all the 'infinity stones' to end half of life in the universe. But after Thanos came to Wakanda to remove Vision's infinity stone, Thanos simply vanished after Thor had injured him. So Natasha was justified in her confusion.
"Simply put: I have seen the error in my plan," Thanos said.
This was beyond suspicious. People don't just go from pre-meditated large-scale genocide to suddenly becoming benevolent. Human or otherwise.
Natasha, still aiming at Thanos, slowly reared backwards towards the door she came through.
"More specifically, I have seen the future though the stone" Thanos continued, "where I succeed in my plan, but you 'Avengers' undo my actions, where you sacrifice yourself in the process."
Natasha froze in her tracks.
"Why come all this way just to trick me with a silly lie?" Natasha asked.
Thanos rose from his seat, Natasha's pistols following his movements.
"I do not lie Black Widow," Thanos said "allow me to show you."
Thanos rose his gauntlet up, and formed a fist, where the yellow, orange and green stones glowed.
Natasha winced as she suddenly received a splitting headache before she dropped one of her pistols to clench her head. As quickly as the headache came on, it quickly went away, but she felt visions swarming her mind.
She saw everything.
The snap, the five years, time travel.
And her death.
It all felt so real and convincing to her. Even if he conjured all those sights, Natasha knew he couldn't replicate the emotions she felt in all those visions.
Coming back to her senses, Natasha refocused her sights on Thanos and aimed her one pistol back at him. He had not moved from his standing position.
"Even if what you're saying is true, what does that have to do with me?" Natasha asked him.
"You see, my new plan for salvation is as such: I will invite beings who are worth saving to join me, while I persuade the rest of the universe, including your world." Thanos said stoic.
This new plan of his seemed a lot less… hostile. Unbelievably arrogant, sure. But still, this seemed like a step up from universe wide genocide.
"And these select few. What do you plan to do with them?" Natasha inquired, still unsure of Thanos' motives.
"As I travel the universe expanding my domain, they shall follow and serve me, and in exchange I provide them with all their wishes" Thanos said as he slowly walked towards Natasha, "they shall be called the 'Red Order'."
"Serve? Like some kind of harem of slaves?" Natasha said, pulled the safety on her pistol to punctuate her question.
Still unbothered by this threat, Thanos as he continued his pace towards her. Natasha eyes wandered as Thanos paced towards her as she gained a better view of his figure. She noticed his tunic exposed his strong arms, only comparable to Hulk's own.
"I do not keep slaves," Thanos said, offended "no one is kept by force, they are all compensated by me satisfying their desires."
"And what do you mean by 'desires?" Natasha asked.
"Anything they wish for that does not harm others; strength, wealth, pleasures…" Thanos paused, "as long as they agree to serve me."
Pleasures
The word lingered in Natasha's mind, she pictured all that she desired but could never achieve. The planet was safe now, the avengers was stronger than ever, equipped with super humans, wizards, and god-like beings. It was probably time to pass the baton and retire.
But Natasha was so busy saving the world, she never had time to build her own personal life to retire to. No one to go home to.
Distracted by her own imagination, Natasha failed to notice Thanos' large figure had reached inches from her. She lowered her gun as her eyes met Thanos' stern yet calming face.
"And you want me to join your 'red order'?" Natasha asked.
"Only if that's what you desire" Thanos' deep voice rumbled.
Natasha gulped after her attempt to avoid Thanos' gaze caused her to glance at the bulge in his pants.
"And what sort of pleasures would I get?" Natasha asked.
"All that you desire and more" Thanos responded.
Natasha hesitated, she knew Thanos was watching her and yet she continued to stare at his bulge.
"See something you desire now?" Thanos asked.
"Yes…" Natasha manage to get out.
"Then take what you desire" Thanos said softly.
Hesitantly, Natasha dropped her gun and, closed what little distance was left between her and Thanos.
Every fiber of her being was telling her what she was thinking was wrong. In what scenario does doing this with Thanos not end with regret? Thoughts like these swarmed Natasha's mind until she looked at groin again, then her mind suddenly went silent.
She cupped his bulge with her hand, slowly stroking over his pants. Her eyes widen as she realized that the large package in her hand was soft; Thanos wasn't even at his full length yet.
Natasha felt his bulge pulsate with every stroke, his already weighty girth gradually grow. The titan unclipped his tunic and his top dropped to the ground, exposing his large torso. Natasha quickened her pace as she removed her stare from Thanos' crotch to scan his hard, scar covered body.
She felt herself become excited when she saw Thanos' hard, purple abs dressing his body. She let one hand graze over his abs as the other played with the buckle of his waistband until she unclasped it and his pants fell.
Once Thanos' shaft was released from his pants, it sprung upward, nearly knocking back Natasha. She bit her lips before covering Thanos' abs with kisses while she sank to her knees.
The sheer size of Thanos' purple human-like cock made Natasha blush; he bolstered a shaft larger than she'd ever seen before. Even musk of his now exposed shaft sent tingles of excitement through her body while the dampness between her legs grow.
Natasha attempted to wrap her hand around the shaft. But she could barely gripped the base of his shaft, unable to completely wrap a single hand around his width.
"Not many humans on earth of my size, I imagine?" Thanos said.
Was this Thanos' way of bragging, or maybe dirty talk?
"Just one…" Natasha whispered.
She'd always fantasized about what Hulk's shaft would be like, but Thanos more than exceeded her imagination.
Natasha began to lick the length of Thanos' shaft, base to tip, lathering it with her saliva. He tasted quite similar to an average human, but there was a hint of sweetness, almost like honey.
Now dampened by Natasha's tongue, Thanos' musk only grew stronger, further arousing her. Though it looked like it, this was certainly no human cock. The aroma that radiated from his shaft was fruit-like. Pineapple maybe?
Continuing to lick, Natasha looked up at Thanos to see his face tilted up and mouth open in pleasure. It was satisfying to see that she could arouse even the likes of Thanos.
Definitely a confidence booster.
This sent Natasha even closer to the edge, she placed her mouth over the head of Thanos' shaft and twirled her tongue around him. Natasha's mouth was wide open to allow only the tip inside her mouth.
She slowly moved her head forward, guiding more and more of Thanos' purple shaft past her lips and into her mouth. The shaft wasn't even a half way inside her before the tip reached the back of Natasha's mouth.
Unable to be intimate with others she cared about, Natasha had other means of pleasuring herself in her spare time. Dildos, beads, vibrators, most toys available in all sorts of different shapes and sizes, Natasha had it. But only her largest toy could even compare to the cock filling her mouth at the moment. She did all sorts of naughty things with that toy.
Though she had that toy to practice for someone else, she would not let her preparation be in vein.
Gagging, Natasha continued to push until half his length was inside Natasha's throat.
This earned a deep groan from Thanos as he placed his meaty hand behind Natasha's head, slowly pushing more of his cock into her mouth. Natasha moaned onto Thanos' cock
as she felt his shaft sliding into her throat, until his length was entirely inside her.
Natasha found herself surprised and even more so proud as her nose pressed against Thanos' body.
"Not many beings can ah-" Thanos interrupted himself to moan, "can fellate me with such succession."
The compliment endowed Natasha with even more pride in herself, arousing her all the more.
She slowly pulled her head back to half of Thanos' length and began to bob her head on his cock.
With Thanos so deep in her throat, Natasha could hardly breathe but she was too engulfed with lust she hardly noticed.
Tears blackened by mascara streamed down her face, as Natasha quickened her bobbing pace. The more she swallowed Thanos' massive cock, the more her lips darkened, wet with saliva. Her muffled moans and gags grew louder and louder, catching the attention of her lover.
Thanos, nearly lost in lust, removed his hand from Natasha and she immediately threw her head back. Desperate for oxygen, Natasha deeply gasped for air, chest raising and lowering quickly.
As desperate as she was for air, Natasha was even more desperate for these pleasures to continue. She didn't want this to end. This was the first time in a long time that she was genuinely intimate with someone. Not seducing someone for a mission. Not simulating a faux lover with a toy.
This was real.
Still on her knees, Natasha slowly unzipped her tight leather suit and peeled back her top, exposing her pillow breasts. The sight of a half nude Natasha was enough for lust quickly reignited in Thanos.
"Excellent…" Thanos said in awe.
He gripped his soaked shaft and began stroking, each wet stroke audible because of Natasha's work.
Remembering she had an audience, Natasha fondled her breasts and pinched her nipples, all while keeping eye contact with Thanos. Time to put on a show.
She parted her lips, allowing drool to cascade over her breast, massaging the fluid on her breasts.
Natasha then turned around on her hands and knees, presenting her ass to him. She caressed and squeezed her leather covered ass, before completely removing her pants from her body. Still on her hands and knees, Natasha began slapping her own ass. Slap after slap, the air was filled with the sound of Natasha's spankings and Thanos' stroking.
No one would believe Natasha if she told anyone what was happening. The Black Widow, face covered in dry mascara tears, lips still soaked in saliva, punishing herself in front of the mad titan while he pleasured himself.
Natasha felt a tinge of shame at the thought of even uttering what she was now doing. But her shame was quickly overpowered by lust as she felt fluids from her slit, trickle down her thighs.
Ass reddened and numb with pain, Natasha turned around to see Thanos now furiously stroking, precum slowly dribbling off his cock.
She really had Thanos under her spell.
Natasha crawled back to Thanos and gently placed her hand over his hand, signaling him to stop stroking. She placed her lips on Thanos' hard shaft, and swiftly engulfed his entire shaft, this time with ease. A loud, deep moan escaped Thanos' mouth, as Natasha began to bob on his length again.
"You truly are impressive" Thanos managed to say.