WARNING: The following is a work of erotic fan fiction. The events of which are completely made up and did not happen, and is no true reflection of the comic book or movie characters, places, storylines etc or their actors etc depicted or referenced within. Fantasy is legal. This material is unsuitable to be viewed by those under the legal age limit of viewing pornographic material in your current country of residence. All characters depicted in this fiction are over 18 years of age. I do not own Marvel, the Marvel Cinematic Universe or any associated character, or any actor etc who depicted any characters therein.
Starring: Black Widow (Natalia 'Natasha' Romanoff)
Guy With a Gauntlet -- Chapter One
An erotic fan-fiction story.
by DaxG2001
Codes: Cons, MF, oral, anal.
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The following is set in a canon-divergent, alternative universe. Variations from original source material will occur as a result.
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"Well I don't give a crap! You were late for work, so you go finish up cleaning that dump!" The Commander scoffed from the doorway into the absolutely messy, piled high storage room that had been part of the discovered and secured Hydra base.
"I was a minute late! The traffic was held up gawking at Spider-Man stopping an armed robbery!" Daniel Marcus, a lowly SHIELD Field Agent whined back.
"And I'm sick of your excuses as well! If I can get in on time, everyone else can!" The commander rudely snapped. "Now get these boxes scanned, itemized and sorted out. The boys in the lab need some work to do and seeing if there's anything worthwhile in this pile of junk will do the job." The man added before he turned away from the door, bringing up a communicator. "Commander Hill? Yes, the base is secure. No, doesn't look like anything of value. They fried the servers just before we arrived..." The man slamming the door shut before walking away.
"Fucking ass-hat..." Daniel grumbled as he sighed. The young man, fresh faced and newly minted as an Agent of SHIELD being left with the grunt work that was the far more unappealing, but certainly more safe, part of the job. Clad in a standard black uniform of the organisation, nicely fitting to a toned body, with the SHIELD logo on the shoulder. "Might as well get this over with." He said to himself as he pulled out a tablet, loading up a spread sheet to begin cataloguing the boxes along with a marker pen to write on the sides.
Or at least, that was the plan. Picking up the first cardboard box and moving it, he blinked. Seeing a far more mysterious, black and metal studded case of a container underneath. "The fuck is that?" He curiously said. "Hell, how did I not see that sticking out before?" He frowned, eyeing with suspicious as he knelt down. "Thing gives me the fucking creeps." He stated the obvious as he ran a hand over the top of it. Jolting back when just from that simple touch bolts snapped open and the lid of the box slowly tilted back under its own power.
Against all logic and probability of the world, Daniel stared and watched as a golden, mysterious Gauntlet was contained within the case. Set around it in separate holes like a display case were six shining, powerful Stones. Each of them alone giving off an aura of power but all together, the set-up sent a shiver down his spine just from gazing at them.
"N-No fucking way... This can't be..." He blinked again, not believing the sight in front of him. The full set of Infinity Stones along with the Infinity Gauntlet, which had only months (give or take some time travel) back caused so much destruction and half the universe to be snapped out of existence before resurrection. "Nah, maybe I'm just, like, fucking dreaming or something." Marcus told himself. And despite knowing the dangers of what he was looking at, the rookie still felt the need to reach down. Brushing fingers across the golden, otherworldly material. "What even is this case anyway? How can all this not have been detected when...?"
He tried to reason. Finding his eyes going wide when the Stones all at once began to glow and, once more against any sort of logic, the Gauntlet began to slowly levitate out of its mysterious case. The Stones still following as Daniel backed up into the closed door. Staring in awe and fear as the powerful glove floated in the air. One by one, the Stones clipping into their holes to set in to make a fresh glow shine over the whole Gauntlet. Daniel tilting his head to try and comprehend it as once the last stone was in place, the glove just continued to levitate. The Agent ending up hitting his head off the door as the Gauntlet floated right in front of his face.
"I, uh... H-Hey there?" He sheepishly offered as his hands slowly came up. Putting it off as long as he could but yelping when the Gauntlet, very much like it was acting under its own power and thoughts, just dropped into his hands. "...Huh? Well, I'm not fucking dead. Yet, I guess." He thought aloud as he looked over all the Stones. "...You, uh, want me to put you on? I guess?" He said, like he was speaking to the Gauntlet as if it was a person or very least some sort of creature or being. "...Fuck it. If I'm gonna go out? Might as well go out in style."
Caution to the wind again as he slowly slipped the Gauntlet onto his hand. A slight tilt of the head again from not instantly being killed before he flexed the wrist and turned to look over his new piece of extremely dangerous and powerful hand wear. "So, uh? I just what? Snap the fingers and?" He frowned, out of his league here. But looking to the pile of boxes he shrugged. "Uh, I guess? Let's get sorting?" He said, pointing with a finger to the task he'd been given to actually do. "I mean, please sort." He politely, like he was afraid of offending the apparently sentient to a degree Gauntlet before he snapped his fingers.
The history of the Stones and the Gauntlet should have indicated that any mere human trying to use it at full power would be killed. Let alone using them for such a mundane task rather than conquering the world. This was no ordinary situation of course. And for countless reasons unknown? Daniel not only did not die in that instant, but watched as his body began to glow with an unnatural light. Gasping from a rush of energy flowing through like he was forming a connection with the Gauntlet he was now wearing (or perhaps being allowed to wear).
Barely any time to register that as he looked across the room and saw that the various cardboard boxes were now in mass starting to float off the floor. Like a huge moving puzzle as the containers brushed past one another to move from one side to the other. Forming into neat, professional piles without the contents actually being revealed. The Stones doing the job for him as he saw the pen being plucked up too with a soft glow of light. Moving to write on the side of each box an appropriate description along with a designation for the itinerary list. He didn't even question how the pen was able to scrawl in what appeared to be similar to his handwriting.
Approaching, he looked down to his tablet but it too now floated off the ground. Able to see that without him touching it, the device was self typing like a programme was running. Filling out the spread sheet to list out all the boxes. A task that would have taken hours if not the entire day and into the evening completed in mere minutes. And best of all, as the table floated into his regular hand, he still wasn't dead despite having tapped into the power of the Infinity Stones.
"Well fuck me sideways..." Daniel said, glancing over the saved document on the screen. "Huh. Thanks, Gauntlet." He finally smiled, looking at the glove which, again curiously, appeared to briefly glow in appreciation. "And for not killing me either." He added again before looking over the room. "Hmmmm... This? This could be... Really, really fucking fun." He said. Blinking again however as curiously (as if any of this has been making sense) that initial first strange box was now nowhere to be seen. Like it had never existed in the first place despite the Gauntlet clearly still being here. "...You know what? I'm not gonna try and make sense of this all. But..." He looked at his hand. "I think I'm gonna hand in my notice to that ass-hat Commander..." He told himself with a grin.
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Over a month later...
Daniel sighed with a smile, relaxing back on a luxury couch as he sat in his new, spacious, paid up sky high penthouse apartment with a view across the city. Lounging in what was basically a tacky vacation shirt with shorts. "This is the fucking life! Early vacation here I fucking come!" He said to himself as he smiled. The Infinity Gauntlet still adorning one hand while the other swirled a drink in a highball glass.
With the power to destroy and control the universe in his hand? Rather than thoughts of world domination on his mind? The now former SHIELD Agent instead decided to focus on more material desires. Summoning up stacks of cash to fill a bank account, settling boring debts and snapping up a luxury new home to enjoy a new over the top, millionaire lifestyle. Best of all, his sudden resignation from SHIELD hadn't even raised too many eyebrows. Seen as just another kid who didn't want to pay their dues and work their way up the ladder the hard and earned way, so him 'dropping out' was rather easily brushed off.
"First day of the rest of my life as I think they say." Daniel chuckled. "And with my new best friend 'Infinnie' here..." He said, still talking out loud like he was speaking to the Gauntlet. "The world is our Oyster! Whatever that means!" He smiled, sitting up. "And we can do anything! We can make money! We can teleport to any place! We can even summon people here!" He bragged as he stood up. "Like, bam! There's a celebrity!" He said, snapping the fingers of his normal hand. Wham! There's the pizza guy! Blam! There's like, I dunno! Someone raised back from the dead!" He rambled as he made the mistake of snapping with his Gauntlet.
Taking that just bragging monologue as a command, Daniel groaned as he held his head. Narrowing his eyes as he fell back onto the couch as the room spun around him. "I w-wasn't serious!" He whined as his vision was blurry for a moment. Eventually focusing as he saw an outline of a body on the floor of his new apartment. "Oh fuck me! You actually brought someone back?!" He stared as he looked over the person. And when he saw the attire and the shade of hair colour, he near fell back right over the couch.
The infamous secret Agent and founding member of The Avengers, and one who is supposed to be deceased after giving her life to secure one of the Stones, in the Black Widow herself, Natalia Romanoff. Also known as Natasha, she'd been summoned in looking like there wasn't a scratch on her gorgeous, curvy body let alone the version of her with short, above the shoulder length red hair. The Russian clad in a full length bodysuit with knee-high boots. The feared Widow's Bite on her wrists and even a utility belt but with the usual weapons holstered. Even having the SHIELD logo on the shoulder of her shut and a Black Widow logo on a belt across her stomach.
"Please tell me you didn't just bring in a fucking dead body." Daniel said with concern as he stood up and slowly approached. "Well, she looks to be breathing at least." He mused as he took a moment to look her over. His eyes lingering over that juicy ass of the redhead, even as laying down it was sticking right out. "Hey, uh? Miss Romanoff? Black Widow, ma'am?" He offered, reaching down to nudge her shoulder.
If he'd remembered his SHIELD history Marcus would have known what a mistake that was. Quick as a flash Natasha was spinning off the floor with a defensive kick. Daniel yelped but the Gauntlet, showing its connection to him, helped the wearer by slowing down time for him. Allowing him to barely dodge as he scrambled away. Turning just to see Widow staring darkly as she was firing off Taser Disks from her Widow's Bites in a defensive stance as her target. Te disks hit the floor and started to shock him which should have given her time to follow up. But Daniel just stared down, the Gauntlet glowing like it was blocking the pain and with a snap of the fingers a shock wave was sent from the glove as a counter, snapping the disks in two.
