Disclaimer: I don't own any of the Marvel characters present or mentioned in the story. The song 'Survive the night' is by Mandopony. I do own Asteria. This is M rated for Lime.
Note: Asteria's telepathic. Also, Utron and Vision might be OOC.
Let's try to make it right!
Don't wanna start a fight!
And we're so sorry
If we give you all a little fright!
We're not so scary
If you see us in the daylight!
You'll be so happy
Just as long as you survive the night!
It was a typical morning for Asteria at her house Upstate New York. She was taking a vacation from the Avengers' Tower, but she had her 'little brother' Vision here to keep her company. Although certain moments between them wouldn't indicate a brother-sister relationship, it suggested something else. She was drinking hot chocolate with Vision on the couch cuddling. He had his arm around her as they sat with a blanket over them, watching Scooby-Doo. To anyone else this is one of those moments. However, they were being so cozy together, because it was mid-January.
Vision liked these moments a lot. Especially with the delicious hot chocolate, and Scooby-Doo on. Although it made no sense why the dog could talk, eat food, not get fat, and drive. Also, why did they all act like it's the 70s/80s? However, if his 'older sister' enjoyed it, then so would he. After all, the show was quite entertaining.
Halfway through the show they heard a knock at the door. They looked at each other in in confusion. Why would somebody be here, unless they're an Avengers or something. Thinking it's an Avenger, Asteria got up.
"Be back soon," she assured, kissing his cheek. He nodded, also giving her a kiss in return. Good thing we're not actual siblings in the least, or else this would be labeled incest, Asteria thought, heading towards the door.
When she opened the door she was met with an unpleasant surprise. It was one of the drones belonging to her other 'little brother'. It had suddenly snatched her before she could struggle and knocked her out. However, before she was captured she telepathically alerted Vision, which caused him to go after them, but other drones blocked him.
By the time he was finished with them, Asteria was long gone, so he went back in to contact the other Avengers. Least to say Tony didn't take it well, but neither did the others, but so did he. He couldn't believe he allowed her to be kidnapped. He just hoped she'll be alright.
"But if we're anything alike, I shouldn't worry if he's going to hurt her. I'm more worried he'll be TOO nice to her," murmured Vision, waiting for backup.
Hey there!
How ya doin'?
Nice to meet ya!
Are you new in town?
Don't think I've seen you before!
It's great to see new faces around!
And if you'd like it
I can give a tour
Of our enchanting wonderland
New and improved without the doors!
There's no escape.
"Asteria, welcome to my new base of operations, courtesy of Doctor Doom. Hope my drones didn't give you a fright," he teased her. The drones dropped her unceremoniously onto the metal table at the centre of the lab.
She turned to look at him. She had a look of annoyance. Probably from the chains binding her wrists and ankles together, Ultron mused. "Nope, can't say they did," she smiled sarcastically.
"That's good to hear," Ultron smiled a bit as much as a robot could.
"So, why am I here? If it's to help you gain world domination, then no can do buddy," she remarked, mirth in the words. Ultron chuckled at her, which caused her to tense and wonder what his actual game would be then.
He strode to her figure on the table even with the elevation of the table she was quite short. He stroked her cheek, causing her to flinch from the cold contact, but slowly she relaxed. It was just like the old days, she reminisced. His action did however cause her gaze to appear curious as he stared in her turquoise eyes. They were just as open and pretty as he last remembered.
"To have you by my side obviously. Why? Can't that just be it? Why do I have to have some dark motive of sorts to have you here by me once more? I missed you. Isn't that reason enough?" confessed Ultron. His voice was heartfelt, that is if he had one it could be. His gaze had taken a longing look. She couldn't tell if she should be alarmed or elated. At least she knew he wouldn't use her like Hydra did.
Ultron continued to caress her cheek with his thumb, until his hand started to move southwards. Her facial expression gave nothing away, but her eyes did. They looked slightly panicked and embarrassed if that was possible. She closed her eyes, not wanting to gaze into his optics any further, considering he let out a short laugh when he read her eyes. As Ultrons hands continued down, so did he. He honestly thought she looked quite funny, yet cute embarrassed.
Suddenly, she felt a tug at her chains, and heard the sound of them being broken off. She opened her eyes to see Ultron kneeling before her with a lopsided grin on his face and the chains that bound her ankles and wrists together. She abruptly felt extremely dirty minded.
"What's with that glare? I freed you, didn't I? You should be thanking me if anything," he arose from his kneeling position, towering over her again.
"Screw you," she snarked.
"Only if you ask nicely," he shot back. Yup, they're both definitely Starks. "Now, get up, I'm going to give you a tour. Then I'll show you to our room."
"'Our'? What do you mean 'our'?" questioned the strawberry blonde.
"Oh, I mean your," he corrected instantly. He mentally tsk'd how could he be so careless.
"Alright, but why're you so trusting of me? Aren't you scared I'll rat you out to the others?" others as in Avengers, she thought.
He snorted, "Yeah, if you can get to them, which I doubt. I've programmed a shield that prevents the Avengers to locate you. Sure there are ways to get out, but you'd have to face the drones, and you've seen where that's led you."
But then...
Who would wanna leave?
It's a fantastical paradise!
And it's not make-believe!
I'm so glad to have another
Member of the band!
You're one of us now!
So, let me take you by the hand!
Great, she thought sarcastically. She sighed in dismay, but was brought back to reality when Ultron offered his hand in front of her face to let her know. She reeled back a moment in shock, and looked into his red eyes. They looked impatient. She sighed exaggeratedly and took his hand, but allowed a small smile to grace her face. He helped her down from the table and commenced the tour.
"Also, don't worry. As long as I'm here, you're not a prisoner," he reassured her.
As they continued down the halls with him giving commentary here and there, he couldn't help glance at her. Yes, Ultron, the same robot that killed thousands and nearly tore apart the Avengers had a crush on the Greek girl if his motive to have her here didn't suggest that already. More like goddess, he figured, feeling himself heat up.
Personally, he blames Stark, not her, Tony Stark, for having affections for her. That man adores his daughter, so he must've picked up his love for Asteria from him, but for him it was more than familial love. He suddenly sighed exasperated, face palming.
She touched his arm to gain his attention. "You alright? If you need to recharge you could just take me to my room or have a drone take me there," she joked. He shook his head, "I'm alright. So here's the security room," he allowed her to go in first.
"My, what a gentleman," she jested, curtseying before going in. He went in too, and then took a seat at the chair where a drone was sitting before he relived him of his duty.
BUT WHAT IS THAT I SPY?
WITH MY ROBOTIC EYE?
I THINK I SEE A BIT OF
FLESH INSIDE THE NEW GUY!
MAYBE HE ISN'T EVERYTHING
THAT HE SEEMS...
TIME TO INVESTIGATE
WHAT'S UNDERNEATH THE SEAMS!
As she looked at all the controls for the room and the cameras, Ultron sat in the chair, observing her. As seconds passed by it felt like hours to him. His fore finger beginning to tap the arm of the chair in no particular rhythm. Asteria took no mind in it, just doing as she pleases.
He began to feel more and more impatient, with something he couldn't put his finger on, but his patience wore thin indicated when he suddenly sprung up from his chair, startling Asteria, causing her to hit a button. It caused the door to the security room to close. The situation made her reference Five Nights at Freddy's, but she feared she was too late to stop the 'monster'.
Suddenly he grasped her wrist and pulled her close to his body. Now she felt the heat radiating from his body, but the exterior was still cool to the touch she found when she placed her hand onto him to stop herself from hitting him. She had to crane her neck to look at him, since she only reached his waist or rather below his chest.
"If you survive the night..."
"Oh, I'll take you away..."
"To our enchanted land of play!"
She was about to send him a message as to why he did what he did, but was interrupted when he crashed his metallic lips onto her soft ones. His one hand cupped her cheek, but not harsh enough to bruise her. His other hand slid down from her wrist to the small of her back, pulling her closer to him. He really wished he had Vision's body now to feel her properly, not sense that he's just touching her.
Finally, he broke away from their kiss to allow her oxygen. He looked into her now hazy turquoise orbs. He liked her like this, out of breath and needy. He moved the hand originally cupping her cheek to grip the back of her head gently, but firmly enough to tilt her head backwards a bit, so he had access to her neck. He lent down, albeit awkwardly to have at her neck. He bit, nipped, sucked and kissed. He left a trail of bit marks and hickeys as he went down, also kneeling again.
She lent against the table while he snaked a cold hand up the back of her signed AC/DC t-shirt. His front hand also went up her shirt, lifting it a bit, just above the navel. He continued to pepper kisses on her. Eventually he got tired of the teasing, so he got rid of her shirt by practically ripping it off. She was about to protest, but he cut her off again with a smoldering kiss. He let his hands roam her body, and inched towards her bra to take it off. It was lacy, and grey and red, his favorite colors.
Forgive me for being suspicious.
Mischief's not on my brain.
We're programmed to be pragmatic
If someone messes with the mainframe!
It's not that we don't trust you.
We do!
(We love you, too!)
"Ultron? Ultron!" Asteria called out for what felt like the hundredth time. He fell out of his stupor and focused on her. "Huh? Oh, yes?" He internally cursed himself for letting his imagination get the better of him. He also would've wanted to pout, but internally, if he could. It had to be a daydream, didn't it?
"You're hurting my wrist, and my arm's getting tired," she pointed out, looking at their arms outstretched upward. He immediately let go of her like she was magma.
"Sorry," he said, turning away from her.
"So, what was that for?" she questioned.
"You were looking to turn the shield off, weren't you?" he bullshited.
"Yeah, so what? Why wouldn't I though?"
It's just that here at Freddy's...
Ha Ha.
We have a few rules.
AND IF YOU BREAK THEM
WE WILL HAVE TO BREAK YOU
LIKE YOU BROKE OUR HEARTS!
WE'LL BE FORCED TO REWIRE YOU
AND REPAIR YOUR DAMAGED PARTS
Now, you wouldn't want that.
And frankly, neither would I.
But sometimes to do some good
You've gotta be the bad guy!
"Well don't, or else you'll end up in a lot more trouble than you bargained for," he said. "Meaning?" she gave a questioning look.
He sighed, "I may be forgiving towards you Asteria, but Doctor Doom won't be. Especially considering you'd be giving away our location to the Avengers."
"What's the worse he could do?" she inquired courageously.
"He had the Silver Surfer tortured, so imagine that times ten," his remark made her wince, especially when he mentioned Silver Surfer. "And, I don't want to be the one to have to repair you after he's done with you," she heard his silent plead, so she ceded.
"Alright, I'll try to stay outta trouble," she reassured. She placed her hand onto his arm as an act to reassure him. He nodded.
"C'mon, I'll show you to your room, now," said Ultron. Asteria followed behind him.
IN THIS WORLD
WE PLAY!
WE HOPE THAT YOU WILL STAY!
AND WE WILL THROW A MOST
ELECTRIFYING SOIRÉE!
FORMAL ATTIRE IS REQUIRED
FOR YOU TO TAKE PART!
YOU'VE GOT SOME SKIN THAT NEEDS
REMOVING BEFORE WE START...
As they walked down the halls, occasionally passing by drones Ultron was stuck thinking about that daydream he had. Thank God his plating didn't shift. When they got to her room he entered the passcode to her room, opening the door. Asteria went in first, followed by him.
"Thanks for showing me around, and thanks for the warning," thanked Asteria, smiling a bit strained. If only we didn't have to meet like this though, she thought sadly.
"Welcome," he was about to leave to gather his thoughts, until she grabbed his arm, preventing him from leaving. He redirected his attention towards her, and saw she was making a motion for him to bend down closer to her. He did as instructed and was surprised to have her lean in and kiss his chin, considering that was as far she could reach.
His finger twitched again, his body heating up again. This time is for real. As she was pulling away he grabbed the back of her head, and crashed her lips onto his, it startled her. His kiss was heated and slightly desperate, which faded when she started to kiss back. As he continued to assault her with his lips, he picked her up, causing her to wrap her arms around his neck and her legs around his hips. He brought them towards their bed and set her down gently, breaking the kiss. He got on top of her and let his hands roam her body from under her shirt. He liked the expression she had. Face flushed, eyes half-lidded, and her turquoise orbs filled with lust. He quirked a smirk, and removed her shirt.
His smile didn't stay for long when he saw a stitched scar in the shape of a lazy U. He turned to look back at her, but was distracted when she got up to pepper kisses along his jawline, and neck, as she ran her hands along his chest and biceps. He chuckled at her admiring his body structure, but liked it. He pushed her back onto the bed, and let his hands trail down her hips to her thighs, and under her mid thigh red pleated skirt. He ripped off her shorts, the fabric tossed onto the floor with her shirt.
Ultron took a moment to enjoy the sight. Her long strawberry blonde hair was splayed across the pillow and bed. Her turquoise eyes half-lidded and filled with lust and need for him, and face red. Her arms on either side of her to keep her balanced since her legs were secured around his waist. Her lingerie, which he loved, were lacy and grey and red, and she still had her skirt on which was flipped and covered a bit past her navel, and she still had her stockings on. Her shoes were long gone. Least to say she looked erotic, and just for him.
He slowly began to move his hips against hers, causing her to bury her head further into the pillow. He began to grind into her harder, causing him to give a throaty groan. He eventually got tired of her skirt and ripped it off before throwing it onto the floor. She would've complained, but her mind was too foggy.
"How about we take this to the next level?" he grinned. She nodded eagerly. She suddenly lacked what she had left, except her stockings. She then heard a click, and felt something quite warm near her nether regions. "This'll hurt," he said, as she braced herself.
Let's try to make it right!
Don't wanna start a fight!
And we're so sorry
If we give you all a little fright!
We're not so scary
If you see us in the daylight!
You'll be so happy
Just as long as you survive the night!
"Morning," he greeted, kissing her shoulder. She turned to face him, and smiled seductively.
"Morning," she replied, giving him a kiss. When she pulled away she looked at the ground and saw that only her shirt was spared from being ripped last night. She sighed in dismay, but soon inhaled in surprise when she felt his arms snake around her and pulled her body into him. She shivered from his cold touch, but still reveled in it.
"I'll have the drones fetch you something new to wear. For now, your shirt is enough. If it covers your ass, it's good enough. But I'd prefer you didn't wear anything," he smirked, bringing her closer to him. She huffed, and rolled her eyes. Typical men, she thought. He's so much like Tony, believe it or not.
She turned to face him, her body against him, and her arms wrapped around his neck. Their foreheads touched, eye level. She mouthed, "I love you" to him, which he got immediately indicated by him bringing her closer to kiss him as he murmured against her lips, "I love you too."
"I'm sure you'll survive."
"Just don't break the rules."
"And play nice."
"And I'm sure that we'll all get along."
"Hahaha... "
"We'll be the best of friends..."
"Forever."
Hope you enjoyed the story. Constructive criticism only, please. I might do another story related to this, but more on the after effect. Like what happened to Avengers, how'd they take it.