Thread: Widow & The Beast (DanceWithDemise x Rand)

The deadly spy's pleads for reason would fall on deaf ears when it came to the emerald behemoth known as the Hulk. Instead, her efforts would only be met with brute force, as the lumbering goliath's meaty paw missed its target and ended up smashing a fist sized hole through the already flimsy wall of the hut behind her. Grimacing, the Hulk let out a roar of frustration at the splintering wood which fell to the floor, before turning his head just quick enough to spot the redheaded Avenger making her escape through the door. Natasha was wise not to look back, as the sight behind her would be that of the giant slipping its fingers through the open doorway and ripping the walls apart from there like one tearing into a wound. Letting out another triumphant growl at his display of strength, the beastly male than started racing after her into the forest vegetation. This chase was a familiar one for the gamma radiated monster. But where the previous one had been fueled by manipulated rage, this one had a far different emotion as its primal trigger. Hulk didn't actually view her as an enemy like before, but that would matter little for her sense of well being if she were caught by the simple minded brute. The thumping sounds of the Hulk's large footfalls filled the jungle as he continued giving chase - finding himself growing increasingly frustrated with the stupid trees which slowed him down for even a second by obstructing the path before being knocked over in his wake. If Natasha were able to hear the mighty footsteps of the Hulk, she may soon find the menacing sound to completely, suddenly, vanish as if into thin air. They would, however, be replaced by that of a loud thudding noise caused by the Hulk suddenly landing right before her path after leaping over the jungle enough to close the gap between them. She was cut off right as Natasha had entered a clearing, which meant there was little to obstruct her view as the behemoth stood before her - glaring down with a menacing stare which was as hard to read as it was frightening for most people. Red Woman no run away. He told her as if issuing a command, perhaps even a warning, before reaching forward yet again and finally managing to snatch Natasha by an arm - lifting her upward so that her face was level with his own as he let out a triumphant roar which would cause her red locks of hair to wave noticeable behind the sheer force. Any efforts she may have had to fight back or break free were easily ignored or swatted away if needed, which would include most handheld weapons she may have managed to strap onto her form fitting uniform. Just then, perhaps even more frightening than his usual grimacing stare, the Hulk began to smile as his emerald eyes took in the sight of the beautiful female. Puny Banner want red woman. He stated plainly, with a hint of disgust at mentioning his alter ego, before adding proudly with a bit of boom behind his voice, But only Hulk is strong enough to have her! With this proud declaration, the Hulk let out another roar, his mouth held wide open as warm breath and bits of saliva flung out, before suddenly, leaning forward. If one were to believe the urban myths of the Hulk eating people, they might believe this to be a killing strike on the Hulk's part. Instead, that wide open mouth would tilt just enough to claim Natasha's own lips within a heated embrace. Not just her lips. His mouth was wide enough to cover much of the lower portion of her face, with the redheads nose only managing to escape being enveloped as well into the sloppy kiss. The kiss wasn't exactly the romantic kind, as one might guess, as Natasha would find her lips instantly attacked by the massive, lengthy tongue of the Hulk. The moment she parted them in an attempt to scream or catch a breath, she would find her mouth violated by the slippery appendage. The tongue was about on par with the average male's cock, as it slipped further into her mouth and down her throat - forcing her to taste him just as he was tasting her rather thoroughly. The goliath's saliva would trail down his lips, running along her chin and down the females neck before starting to pool slightly within her exposed cleavage. Even lower, if her feet were to move in the right direction, she would find them pressing or kicking into the by now very noticeable and massive bulge which was threatening to burst through the remains of his pants - giving the Black Widow a good idea of how far her assailant was planning on take matters even as her orally violated her mouth.