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.
