"...to your quarters for the night, and be ready to board the Quinjet at 0600 hours tomorrow." Agent Hill closed with this as she surveyed the small group, consisting of Agent Barton, Romanoff, and several other SHIELD Agents along with Thor and Captain Rogers.
She had just concluded overseeing an Avengers' meeting, standing in for Fury who had been called away to the DC sector, though it wasn't an official Avengers' meetings since both Stark and Dr. Banner were absent. The objective of the upcoming mission called for more covert measures than superhero bravado. In fact, the Thunder God would not have been present if it wasn't for them being in need of his power over lightening.
Once the conference was over, Maria had tailed Thor until he entered one of the empty break rooms. Meetings tended to make him restless, reminding him of tedious Asgardian council gatherings at Odin's side; therefore, it was not uncommon to find him in search of a calming cup of coffee after his attendance.
She stood silently in the doorway watching him as he poured himself some of the steaming beverage, his back to her. Now was her chance.
Agent Hill eased into the room, shutting the door behind her softly. She hadn't made much of a sound, but Thor stopped mid-sip and said, "Are you following me, Lady Maria?"
Damn, she'd been found out.
He set his mug aside to face her and Maria tried to still her speeding heart when she caught sight of the way his eyes sparkled as he smirked.
"What if I am?" She answered smoothly, not betraying her inner delight.
Thor 's smirk widens at her vague response. "Then I would be forced to ask if I may be of service to you for some reason."
She stalks toward him with a leer and admits, "I'm sure I could find several ways in which you could service me."
Thor's brows furrow as she closes the space between them, backing him up against the counter.
"I beg your pardon!"
Agent Hill ignores him, instead she trails a hand up the expanse of his chest.
"You just don't know how magnificent you are." She breathes, hands tracing his pecs.
Thor looks perplexed for a moment, but suddenly breaks out into a smile. "Did my Jane put you up to this?"
Maria scowls at the mention of Dr. Foster. She had never felt any animosity toward her before, but for some reason she felt threatened by the mere thought of the other woman.
"Excuse me?" She says a bit sourly, trying to sneak her paws up his t-shirt.
Thor, with a knowing grin , slides out of her reach, dodging to the left. "Lady Darcy once told me that women would often test the fidelity of their beloved by entrusting another female confidant to make advances at him. If this is so, tell Jane she need not resort to such trickery. I love her dearly and would not so much as glance at another woman as I do her."
Maria scoffs, "I don't know why you're going on and on about Jane. That's the last person I was thinking about, I can tell you that."
Thor looks taken aback by her retort, giving Agent Hill an opening to slip into his personal space once again.
"Now why don't you drop the act and get on with what I know you really want." She whispers, fingers gently pulling blonde strands away from his face.
Her touch makes Thor react with a jolt and he grabs her wrist brusquely. "Then I am afraid you are severely mistaken, Lady Maria!"
"But..." Hill begins only to be cut off.
"Nay, listen!" He scolds, his inflection going dark, "I know not what has come upon you, but this must cease this moment. Let us not speak of it again." And with that he takes leave from the room, his cup of coffee growing cold and forgotten.
Maria sighs and utters to herself, "Fine, you'll come around. Meanwhile, Rogers might be more willing."
Too bad Thor hadn't heard that, because he could have warned poor Steve of what was coming.