Date: Tue, 16 Oct 2012 15:21:40 -0700 (PDT)
From: John O'Connor <lushcoltrane@yahoo.com>
Subject: The Avengers - After the Invasion (celeb ff)

Title: After The Invasion – Marvel's The Avengers

Author: John O'Connor

Email: lushcoltrane@yahoo.com

Rating: M

Pairings: Maria Hill/Natasha Romanov

Category: Established relationships

Date: 16 October 2012

Series: None.

Website: http://www.asstr.org/~John_OConnor/

Disclaimer: "Marvel's The Avengers" and its characters are the property of
Marvel Comics and Marvel Studios.  Situations, and story are the property
of the author.

Summary: Just a quiet interlude after saving the world.  Some spoilers for
"Marvel's The Avengers".

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Maria Hill was tired.  She couldn't remember when she had last been this
tired.  If she ever had.  But she was still keyed up from all the
adrenaline flowing through her system.

The past few days had been a whirlwind of activity for SHIELD.  First, the
theft of the Tesseract and the destruction of the dark matter energy
project by Loki - Loki of Asgard who had been brought to the Helicarrier by
Captain America, Iron Man and Thor.  Then, the turned agents' assault
allowing the demi-god to go free as well as the Hulk's rampage through the
ship.  All this was followed by the insanely hectic hours during the
attempted alien invasion of the Earth and the nearly-successful attempt to
nuke mid-town Manhattan in response.  Fortunately, the Avengers were able
to stop them and Tony Stark used the nuke to stop the aliens in their own
sector of space.

Nick Fury, her boss and the director of SHIELD, finally ordered her below
to catch some rest.  'How come he doesn't look half-dead?  He's been on the
go longer than I have,' she wondered as she made her way down a corridor in
the dormitory section of the massive flying aircraft carrier.

With a loud sigh, she blinked after the retinal scanner ran over her eye.
The door lock cleared and she entered her quarters.

"Lights.  Lights!  Damn!" she swore when the lighting did not come up in
her cabin.  The affects of the attack and the Hulk's rampage was straining
Damage Control.  As a result of necessity for full power and resources in
the command center and the flight deck, the labs, the cabins and the
storage areas were browned out - at best.

By feel, Maria made it to the smaller of two cabinets she had been
allocated for personal affects.  Inside, she found an old camping lantern.
It didn't give off much light but she really didn't need much in her small,
Spartan room.

The main room was a bunk with a shelf and reading lamp above it, a small
table below her cabinets, a clothing locker above the bed and a door to the
side to a small bathroom.  The bathroom was barely bigger than an airline
lavatory but with a standup shower.

The room was nearly bare of anything to indicate someone actually used the
room.  But her apartment back home in Brooklyn wasn't much better.  And,
being on the command staff, she warranted her own cabin.  Most of the crew
were housed in co-ed dormitories with a bunk and a single cabinet on the
lower decks and had to use communal bathrooms.

The belt with her weapon and other accessories went onto a small shelf in
her locker.  Then she started to unzip the front of her jumpsuit.  'A
shower will feel so good...' she mused as she began to pull the sleeves of
her left arm.

"What...?" she muttered as her hand froze.  Muted by the background hiss of
the ship's HVAC as well as the structural creaks and groans from the stress
imposed on the carrier, she failed to immediately notice the sound of her
shower.

Yanking open the door of her bathroom, Maria took a single step and pulled
the shower door open.  She froze and stared at the wet, naked redhead
before her.

"Well, it's about time you got here," Natasha Romanoff stated.  "Who were
you expecting?  That leggy redhead who nursed Cap after he thawed out?  By
the way, the water's cold."

"Tasha?  When did you get back?  I thought you were still in Manhattan."

"I was.  I wanna tell you about this great little restaurant Tony Stark
took us to after...well, you know.  But first things first..."  The Russian
reached out and grasped the unzipped sides of Maria's jumpsuit, her fingers
brushing the still-concealed nipples, saying, "So sexy.  Teasing me?"

The suit came open as Natasha pulled it down, trapping Maria's arms as her
small, but round breasts came into view.  "Get naked and get in here!"

In moments, Maria's jumpsuit and boots were tossed back into the main room
and she stepped into the cold stream of water.  Natasha grabbed her and
kissed her deeply.  Maria returned the passion as they pressed their bodies
together - completely forgetting the aches, pains and injuries they had
each suffered.  As her tongue traced the brunette's ear, the Russian pulled
the pins holding Maria's hair and let the tresses fall down around her
shoulders.  Whispering into Maria's ear, Natasha said, "You look so much
prettier with your hair down..."

"When the fighting was going on, I had no time to think about anything but
surviving.  But when there was any lull, all I could think was 'I need to
get through this for Maria.'" Natasha whispered before kissing Maria's ear.

"I knew you could take care of yourself but, when the Council ordered the
nuke..." Maria shuddered at the memory.  "I was afraid I'd never see you
again."

"I'm here my love.  As long as I have you to come back to, I'll always make
it out."

Jumping out of the shower, they quickly dried each other.  Natasha held
Maria's head and tilted it.  "You're hurt," she said as she saw the
remnants of the clotted blood near Maria's hairline.

Observing a couple of cuts and a clot near the redhead's hairline, Maria
replied, "You too.  And this bruise..."  Her hand coasted across Natasha's
stomach, tracing a large, undoubtedly painful bruise.

"It's nothing."

"Damned Russian pragmatism," Maria snorted.

Feeling the redhead's lips on her neck, she muttered, "Love me, Tasha.  Let
me love you too."

Natasha lowered Maria onto her bunk and lay atop the brunette.  They
resumed kissing.  Slow languid kisses that slowly grew heated as tongues
traded places in each other's mouths.

Moving down Maria's body, Natasha claimed her small, round breasts, sucking
each nipple until it was rock hard.  Then she ghosted her lips further down
her lover's body.  As she knelt between Maria's legs, the SHIELD office
touched her shoulder.  "I want to please you too."

Quickly climbing off the bunk, the woman shook her still-damp auburn locks
teasingly.  With a smile, she crawled back over the brunette but with her
head towards Maria's feet and her legs on either side of Maria's head.

Impatiently, the reclining woman pulled the Russian's hips down and began
to French kiss Natasha's red-furred mound.  With a pleased moan, Natasha
lowered her head and began to kiss and lick Maria's sex, her tongue
exploring the humid depths of her woman.

They fell into a loving rhythm as they continued to please each other
through two orgasms.  When Natasha came, she lifted her head and groaned
loudly.  When Maria climaxed, her head fell back as she called out her
lover's name.

And neither had more than flicked the other's clit.  Maria started off, her
lips wrapping around Natasha's bud as she sucked and tongued the throbbing
little member.  Natasha followed suit and added several fingers sliding
through Maria's netherlips.

They managed to bring each other off at almost the same instant - crying
out their cresting pleasure into each other before Natasha slumped down.
Her body lay on Maria's equally boneless body as they recovered from their
intense experience.

Her head resting on Maria's hip and her hand cupping the dark-haired mound,
Natasha muttered, "I wonder if they have the hot water on yet?"

The two lovers laughed as Natasha maneuvered her way around to kiss Maria,
tasting herself on her woman's mouth before they resettled themselves and
dozed off.

Slowly, waking on the cramped bed, holding her lover, Maria began to trace
some of the scars on the redhead's body.  So much pain and loss but she
knew that Natasha felt it a fair trade for the moments they could steal
away for themselves.

"I'm so lucky I found you," Natasha whispered as they cuddled on the small
bunk.

"I'm so glad I found you too," Maria replied.  "I love you."

"And I love you, my Maria."



John O'Connor

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