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Thread: Black Widow Baby [RoleplayMaster x Frogger]

A soft blush came to his cheeks at the closeness between him and his teacher, the gentle touch of her finger under his chin. Forced to look up into her eyes, it was clear how ensure of himself he was. He had many dirty thoughts for that 'favour', but knew something else needed to be said. Just as the silence began to run for too long, his stomach rumbled, giving him an easy out. Food. I need food. He replied softly. Maybe a shower too, but mostly food. He added softly, realising now just how sweaty he was, and no doubt how smelly that sweat would get.
Thread: Black Widow Baby [RoleplayMaster x Frogger]

Food? Natasha repeated, lifting a brow. Really? The soft blush that had suddenly washed over his cheeks indicated that his thoughts were on other matters, yet he chose food as part of his favor? How odd. Dark red tumbling about, the rich waves framing her features and pale skin, Natasha let her hand fall away. Dinner will be served in an hour or two, she spoke up, tilting her head. I can provide you with the shower, though. Go ahead, unless Letting her words trail off, Natasha leaned in, her lips brushing his ear, you want me to join you?
Thread: Black Widow Baby [RoleplayMaster x Frogger]

The offer was tempting, yet seemed like a trap. Despite this, her voice was sensual and soft, and he had to see if there was some possibility of this being true. I... uh... he stumbled over his words. The showers here are um.. u-unisex and shared, so um.. I'll have my shower. You're welcome to have yours um.. at the s-same time. He stuttered, face bright red. Getting nervous, he grabbed his stuff and practically ran off to the bathrooms, unable to handle Natasha's expert teasing.
Thread: Black Widow Baby [RoleplayMaster x Frogger]

Aw. How cute. Natasha let loose a laugh, amusement and mirth perfuming the air. Is he really that inexperienced when it comes to teasing, to sexual exploits? It is almost adorable. I might as well, Natasha said into the empty space, lifting her arms high in a lazy stretch. I didnt think I would exert myself this much. Her grey eyes swept through the room, and then she opened the dresser to grab herself a new change of clothes, a towel, shampoo and everything else she will need. In the community bathroom, white tile was from wall to wall, floor to ceiling. Natasha strolled in without a care, deciding to take residence in one nearby. Hello, Peter, she called out.
Thread: Black Widow Baby [RoleplayMaster x Frogger]

When Peter entered the bathroom, it was nice and empty, thank god. It was a beautiful place, as was every room on the Helicarrier. Some showers had stalls for privacy, while others were out in the open. Quickly entering a stall, as if they would suddenly disappear in a few seconds if he didn't, Peter began to wash. It was just as he was rubbing his genitals with soap that he heard a familiar female voice, causing him to blush and instantly go hard in his hands. H-Hello, Miss Romanoff He stuttered nervously, looking down and noticing her foot at the bottom of their shared stall wall. Trying to ignore the thoughts he had of how she was now completely naked, he continued with washing up.
Thread: Black Widow Baby [RoleplayMaster x Frogger]

What do you think of everything so far? Natasha shed the leather, casting it aside and bathing in the glow only a fight provides. Along the wall were stalls for privacy, for those who are self-conscious, and others were out in the open. Having no such issues, Natasha usually forgoes the stalls, only using the wall to hang her things. Is it everything you were hoping for and more? Light dancing along pale skin, generous curves and long, slender legs, Natasha turned on the water with a quick twist of her wrist. By the way, call me Natasha. Miss is for old women, she threw out there, dipping her head under the warm current. It felt good on her skin. With a groan, Natasha turned around, letting the water hit her shoulders and travel down the length of her back.
Thread: Black Widow Baby [RoleplayMaster x Frogger]

Yes ma'am Peter replied a little cheekily, allowing his humorous side to appear briefly, before being serious. So far, I'm having a blast. Definitely happy with everything I've experienced, and happy about who I got as my teacher. He answered, allowing a small compliment to make it's way into his answer. Sighing softly as he looked at his erection, his eyes wandered from it to the wall separating student from teacher. He definitely needed to take care of this, but would she notice? Nervously grabbing a hold of his erection, he began to stroke himself, finding the added risk to be a huge turn on. The soap and water worked well as a lube for him.
Thread: Passion and Lust (Pewre and tatumgrace)

Passion and Lust A Roleplay by Pewre and tatumgrace Tall, handsome, sexy, and rough. That was how Lexi liked her guys. Her newest was a dominant man who thought Lexi was submissive, but he was in for a pleasant surprise. Lexi had never been the type for boys. She had always thought that she would be independent and carefree, never into guys. Of course, she dated now, in high school, but it never meant much. Just careless sex and dumps. Lexi never got cut off. She was always the one doing the breaking up. Some girls at school would call her a slut, but Lexi liked to call herself 'experienced in the art of sexual interaction.' Whatever you liked to call it, that was what Lexi did. Used them, then threw them away like a used condom. The sad thing was, they always tried to come back. If they were a good fuck, she would have another date, but never actually took them up. But this one caught her eye. He was who she had dreamed up as her childhood prince, before she began her age of feminism. She wanted to pull him into her room and kiss him. Hard and fast. She wanted him to touch her, to send shivers up her body. She, plainly said, wanted him. So she flirted with him, acting like a cute innocent bunny, before he knew what would happen tonight. He was screwed.
Thread: Passion and Lust (Pewre and tatumgrace)

Ryan got around. He's not at all unfamiliar with women, in fact, he was always surrounded by them. Despite this, Ryan was always bored. Unsatisfied. All the girls he met quickly melted in his muscular arms, and as a result, it was never a challenge. He would walk into a place, and walk out with a broad in his arm already heated for him. Even the sex was boring for him, as they were quickly satisfied and exhausted due to Ryan's expertise and experience. Ryan eyed his next victim up and down. She was absolute eye candy, and his body tensed and warmed in excitement. She seemed to be eyeing him as well, though shyly and innocently. Perhaps she's inexperienced..? A virgin even..? he thought to himself. He enjoyed toying with these types of girls and wrapped his arm around her waist, bringing her closer to continue their flirting. He oozed with confidence, and smiled down at her.
Thread: Passion and Lust (Pewre and tatumgrace)

Lexi pulled Ryan to her room, laughing with scripted delight. Sitting on the bed with crossed legs, she but her lip. You ready? She asked, doing her best to stay true to her act. It was all she could do not to attack the boy's lips and pull him under her. Her plan was always the same. Seduce, sex, and then see ya. It worked every time, and she knew it would work for a while longer.
Thread: Passion and Lust (Pewre and tatumgrace)

Ryan shut the door behind them, winking at Lexi as he clicked the lock. He took a look at her legs while they were crossed and shown off, and licked his lips like a predator. He was ready to get to the best part of the hunt. Instead of replying, Ryan walked up to the bed and pushed her down a little roughly, assuming a dominant position on top of her. He put his arms on both sides of her, as if to cage her in with his huge frame. He started to kiss her, his body heating quickly, putting her hands on the end of his shirt. Ryan loved eating up innocents... he couldn't wait much longer.
Thread: Passion and Lust (Pewre and tatumgrace)

Lexi let him think he was in control, responding eagerly to his touch. As soon as he kissed her though, she turned him over, so that she was on top, giving him a mischievous grin. She kissed him through his surprise, her hands grabbing the hem of his shirt and working it off. She only stopped a moment to take it off, then pressed her mouth again to his.
Thread: Passion and Lust (Pewre and tatumgrace)

Ryan turned over with ease, his surprise making it easy. He tried to look at her, perhaps get an explanation, as he was expecting something easy tonight. He only caught the flash of a mischevious grin before his lips were being taken. Taken- no one's ever done that. Hes never had a woman force herself on top, he always had to ask... and in the midst of his thoughts his shirt came off before he knew it. Ryan was at least confident she was overly attracted to him. He put his hand on her silky smooth thigh while they kissed passionately, and even slipped his tongue in a bit to weaken her further before turning her over. He took the position on top again, his frame between her legs, stroking them, tonguing and kissing her hotly while he smirked like he had already won.
Thread: Passion and Lust (Pewre and tatumgrace)

Lexi raised an eyebrow as she was put back on the bottom, where Ryan had expected her to be. His already hardened cock pressed that spot between her legs, turning her on more than she could bear. His hands caressed her hips as kissed her, full of passion and hopefully love. His smirk was adorable and when it was pressed against her lips, she couldn't help but let her tongue battle his for dominance. She needed him, more than she ever could have thought. She ground against him, though it was harder because of the weight on top of her. His hands roamed her legs and her hands moved from his toned chest to his disheveled hair. They played with the little strands, pulling him into her.
Thread: Passion and Lust (Pewre and tatumgrace)

Ryan repeatedly bumped and trusted his huge bulge onto her crotch, tongue wrestling her with intent on winning the tonguing battle, having won the battle to stay on top. Whenever they needed to catch their breath, he groaned directly into her ear, licking her neck without restriction, covering it in his saliva, occasionally leaving a small hickey. His hands roamed around her legs and hips but his curiosity couldn't help it anymore. His hand reached inside her shirt, stroking her sides, her shirt being lifted halfway as he fiddled with her bra strap. He continued to tongue her furiously while he worked it off, trying to keep her weak, doninant, controlled out of habit.. yet he loved this girl. He smiled and enjoyed like never before. He enjoyed the fight she had and hoped she would keep it up even if only for minutes longer.
Thread: Passion and Lust (Pewre and tatumgrace)

Moans escaped Lexi's mouth repeatedly, whether it was from the grinding or the pleasure this boy could do with his mouth, she didn't know. She let him take her bra off, along with her shirt before rolling him over easily, again with the element of surprise. She broke the kiss to let out a gorgeous giggle, then sat up, directly on top of his crotch. Slowly, her hip danced over his, and she could feel his erection. She held her small breasts in each hand and played with the nipples, giving Ryan a little show for the compromise.
Thread: Passion and Lust (Pewre and tatumgrace)

Ryan got harder upon hearing Lexi's sing song moans and giggles. He was ecstatic, truly hot and passionate for the first time. He was enjoying himself, and it'd be a shame if he didn't let it go as long as possible. He let himself get turned over, and put his hands behind his head, lying down, relaxing. Ryan enjoyed the show, her small breasts being more appetizing than even the most plump and round. He'd never seen better, and he was starting to get increasingly uncomfortable inside his pants while he watched. Eventually, he gave her a wink and undid the button on his jeans, a sign he wanted the show to turn into a service, a rough, passionate service.
Thread: Black Widow's Apprentice [RoleplayMaster x Gravitas]

Curtis Smith took a deep breath, looking at the door in front of him. Maria Hill had just escorted him and five other kids around his age through the SHIELD Helicarrier. They were to be a part of the Junior Avengers Initiative, a young team of Superheroes to provide back-up to the original team if necessary, or to help out other threats in the world if the original team is busy. It was exciting, and he was looking forward to it. He wore a plain red shirt and tracksuit pants, casual wear as he didn't feel as if he needed to be too formal at this new place. His rectangular glasses rested on his nose, framing his face quite well. He was told that they would be paired with a member of the original team in order to learn from the best. They were paired through their different powers and how they can act in the field, so Peter was curious as to who he was paired with. Looking at the door in front of him, he finally braced himself and entered. The room was empty, at least in terms of other people. But from the various items around the apartment, he could guess who he was to train with. No forms of experimental technology, so that eliminated Toni Stark. No chemicals or other science experiments, so Barbara Banner was not his teacher either. He had no clue what Thor would have for her room, except maybe a mantel for her hammer, but he didn't believe she was in this room either. Stacy Rogers would have a record player or other old technology in here, or maybe some old newspaper clippings, so she wasn't here either. That left either Natasha Romanoff, or Clarissa Barton. Well.. there were various weapons on display, yet no bows... Just as he was coming up with his idea on his teacher, the door opened behind him...
Thread: Black Widow's Apprentice [RoleplayMaster x Gravitas]

For the record, I don't like this the red-head said, crossing her arms. She stood in a security room, eyeing the camera feeds of the small group led by Hill. A blonde stood near her, leaning against the wall. She smirked. Natasha, we need more people. The world's getting more dangerous everyday, we find more enhanced, more threats, and we're not going to be able to handle everything. Besides, we train them, they'll be great. Natasha tilted her head slightly, watching one of the younger agents, a man, enter into her room. She sighed, and nodded. You need to work on that 'everything I say is right and perfect' thing. It's annoying sometimes she said, smirking, and moving to leave the room. The blonde chuckled, picking up her shield and moving to meet her own protege. It wasn't just having someone she didn't know joining the group, let alone a bunch of people she didn't know. It was the fact that she was training him. Her own training...it made her one of the best agents in the world, but it was also morally reprehensible and terrible. She couldn't do that. There had to be a line somewhere she could find, and she was being forced to with these agents being forced upon them. Plus they had to share a room? By yourself it was fine, but two to a bunk...he would be right up in her personal space. Natasha placed her hand on the scanner outside her room, and the door slid open. Now she wore a leather jacket over a tight t-shirt, jeans, and some boots. She walked inside as the door opened. Curtis Smith. New agent, you scored excellent on your exams, highly skilled in infiltration, elimination, stealth operations. Young, not a lot of experience. she cited off from the file she'd been given earlier that day. Walking around him, she took in the sight of him. Tell me more. What do I need to know about you to turn you into an Avenger? she said, stopping in front of him, staring him in the eye, trained Soviet gaze watching every microexpression.
Thread: Black Widow's Apprentice [RoleplayMaster x Gravitas]

The boy jumped slightly as he heard a voice, turning around to find the famous Black Widow standing in the doorway. She was very attractive, but even from her posture he knew she was dangerous if provoked. A nervous smile appeared on his lips, ready to introduce himself, but the redhead cut him off. What she mentioned about his skill surprised him, not only that he had done that well, but she that she took time to look into his record. Uh.. Well, other than what you listed, I have a few powers which help me do what I do, but I'm not completely proficient with them yet. He told her, realising this part of the training might be a little difficult for his new teacher, since she had no actual powers of her own. I have the ability to manipulate light energy. I can weaponize it, or use it to hide myself. He added, raising an arm in front of himself. With a deep look of concentration, he made everything from his fingertip to his elbow disappear for about two seconds. It would have been an impressive feat, if not for the beads of sweat running down his forehead. I'm also not good with hand-to-hand combat. I'm proficient in situations where I have the upperhand, such as stealth, but if I was in a one on one fight without my powers, I would likely lose. He finished.
Thread: Black Widow's Apprentice [RoleplayMaster x Gravitas]

Hm she let out. The powers had been in the file too, but she'd wanted him to explain them himself. He did well, admitting that he wasn't in complete control, that there were limitations. It needed a lot of focus, extreme concentration. Manipulating energy like that was helpful, he could harden it into weapons or manipulate the reflection away from his body to hide. Good, but again, he needed focus, concentration. Relying on it now was dangerous. Apparently he also needed work in hand to hand combat. All right, she could work with that. Good, good. You're being truthful without me having to prod it out of you. Stick with that. If you're going to be an Avenger, and more importantly, stay alive out in the field, you need to be completely open with me and your team. You're trusting them with your life, she said, stepping forward, closer to him. Now, show me your limits. What's the most you can hide? The biggest weapon you can make? Let me see what you can do, she said. It was a good power, but she'd seen aliens that ripped holes in the sky, gods that could pierce your mind and take control. He needed to be great, not just good.
Thread: Black Widow's Apprentice [RoleplayMaster x Gravitas]

He was relieved that she was happy with his response. It was a little intimidating, telling this amazing combatant all your faults, scared that she would reject him as a student and find someone else. But she instead seemed pleased that he was open with her, which he was thankful for. She then asked about his limits for biggest weapon and most he could hide. Crap. It took a lot of effort to use his powers, so he hoped that he wouldn't disappoint with his performance. Taking a step away, he closed his eyes as he focused, a hand outstretched as if he were holding an invisible weapon. Then, out of nothing, a hammer reminiscent of Thor's slowly came into existence. It was small but growing larger by the second. Soon, the mallet part of the hammer was about twice the size of Thor's. Panting softly, that was the most Curtis could manage. There.. There's the weapon. He told her obviously, and he already looked quite tired. Willing the weapon to disappear, as keeping it there would drain him more, Curtis then began to focus on disappearing. Beginning at his feet, his body slowly began to disappear from the ground up. It reached about his knees before the amount disappearing did not increase, as instead it was just different parts of his body. It ended up looking like a 30cm high amount of body disappearing at a time, which was not consistent. As he kept focusing, his own energy diminished. It was clear he was getting tired as soon the disappearing act only worked on his body, and not his clothes, then embarrassingly, his clothes and not his body. Curtis soon collapsed to his knees in front of her, panting loudly as he regained his breath, his whole body and clothes fully visible. As his eyes were shut, he had no clue as to his clothing incident. Th-There. he managed to speak weakly, slowly rising to his feet once again for his teacher.
Thread: Black Widow's Apprentice [RoleplayMaster x Gravitas]

Her eyes take in everything he does as he starts to demonstrate. How he breathes, how he moves, his facial expressions, his stance, all of it. Even if she learned it from terrible people, she knew proper methods for exercising your body's talents. While not experienced in having a power, she could get him going in the right direction if he was being an idiot and pushing himself too hard or holding himself back somehow. The weapon was first, making a hammer like Thor's. Hm, wonder how telling that was of his own thoughts and preferences. Other questions rose, but she kept silent, tilting her head, red hair shifting a bit as she watched the hard light shift and grow bigger. She gave a nod as he spoke and let the hammer dissipate. Time for the stealth aspect. The light started shifting, his legs disappearing up from the floor. The consistency faded fast though, as the light shifted to other parts of him randomly vanishing. She caught a glimpse of certain parts of his body where only the clothes vanished and left a clear view of everything else, but nothing showed on her face, much as she might appreciate the view. Suddenly he fell, the effects of the powers fading instantly as he let them go. All right she said, happy she didn't have to tell him to get back up. You need work. A lot of it. If you can't keep those stable here with nothing happening, it's going to fall apart even faster on a mission. Not to mention your combat abilities. Your skills are good in a good amount of areas...report said you passed well, tell me about your other capabilities, mental ones, specifically. Psychology? Impersonation? Lying? Seduction? Any computer skills?
Thread: Black Widow's Apprentice [RoleplayMaster x Gravitas]

The knowledge that he needed work was an obvious statement, not that it made it any less true. Standing there, panting as softly as he could, Curtis focused on Natasha's voice so he didn't drop to the ground in exhaustion. Looking around him, he noticed a chair. While it was tempting to just sit down, he knew that wouldn't go over well, so he just leaned against it while she spoke. Let's see... I did psychology in school, and I was fairly good at that. Not sure the exact part I need to know for this line of work though. I've never had to impersonate someone either. I can lie smoothly when I need to, I've had plenty of practice with that. And... I'm not good at seduction. He blushed lightly at that last point. Oh, and I don't have any advanced computer skills like hacking or anything, but otherwise I'm fairly good with research and such. He doubted research was the type of skills she was looking for, but he stated it anyway. Overall, his mental capabilities seemed quite limited, at least from his point of view.