Thread: Widow & The Beast (DanceWithDemise x Rand)

The behemoth's emerald eyes stared intensely into Natasha's own frightened gaze as his long tongue continued to violate her mouth and throat with the rather disgusting yet impassioned embrace. More of his saliva would continue to roll out of his clamped lips and down her heated flesh, as the Hulk began to feel the redhead's feet coming into contact with his throbbing erection. At first, the goliath of a man was aroused by the inadvertent stimulation brought about by any contact to his groin region. But then came the understandable attack on the Black Widow's part as her strong legs thrust her feet into the sensitive region of her assailants crotch. Now, Hulk may not be nearly so soft compared to puny people like Banner. But there was a universal trait which the large, green complexioned male shared with others like Bruce. That being the simple fact of indeed being a male, as the kick caused enough pain for the Hulk to suddenly ended the embrace with Natasha and let out a pained, but perhaps more so frustrated grunt while reaching down with his free hand to cup at the surprising pain. Red woman hurt Hulk.... He growled - a hint of surprise on his voice as he glared at the desperate Natasha Romanoff, but mostly seeming angered as he roared right into her face. The sound was loud enough for several birds to be heard flying away in the distance, as the emerald goliath angrily shouted, NOBODY HURT HULK!! NOBODY!!! For a moment, it may have crossed the monsters mind to indeed kill, or at least several injure Natasha before either leaving her on the spot or having his way whether she was conscious or not. Instead, whether it be for better or worse on Natasha's part, the Hulk suddenly moved his free hand to grab at his largely tattered shorts and rip the already tearing material away with a single action. Like many other aspects of the Hulk's unique biology, his sexual organ and the size of it tended to vary depending on how the level of stress behind it. Anger made the Hulk bigger and stronger. While lust made him thicker and longer. And with the pent up sexual frustrations Bruce had been experiencing since his accident cost him any hope of a love life, it was perhaps understandable why Natasha was now finding herself staring down the barrel of a very thick and nearly two feet long sexual reproduction organ as she was danged before it by the Hulk's continued grasp on her arm. Without warning, the Hulk moved his other arm to grab at the darkly clad female - lifting her over the head of the cock and then turning her to facing the length of that arousal. She was positioned over it, a leg on either side, straddling the shaft with her back pressing into the Hulk's strong chest, as he used one hand to hold her in place so she could try to slip away. Perhaps, also, to keep the threat of causing her physical harm if she tried to hurt him again as a very real one for Natasha, whom would find that the Hulk's throbbing erection was indeed strong enough to support her body weight as her legs dangled over either side of it without being able to touch the ground. Red woman hurt Hulk. The gamma radiated monster repeated, grimly speaking, as he finished, Red woman make Hulk feel better. Or Hulk SMASH red woman. Sure enough, the Hulk's grip on Natasha's back tightened, making it clear that he'd every intention of following through if he caused him any further pain, while similarly pressing her forward to press further into the upper portion of his cock. Her breasts would begin to press into the upper-side, the pulse of his arousal felt along her body, as the bulbous green tip swelled with anticipation only inches away from her beautiful face - thick globs of sticky precum forming out of said tip and slowly flowing downward to begin pooling into the exposed cleavage of her partially unzipped uniform.