Summary:

Peter prepares for his assignment.

Natasha and Peter continue to have all kinds of Mmm fun.

Coulson contact's Clint... via email, to give him an answer.

A familiar game of Natasha and Peter's makes an appearance here...

Chapter 2

The next day, they headed to the tower. Peter when to work in the lab, working with the other scientist and interns to perfect biofuels. Bioengineering algae to increase their energy output. They are also collaborating with a couple of universities to engineer bacteria that will break down different types of pollutants such as nuclear waste, and oil spills.

Natasha went upstairs to work out. She let Clint mutter an apology for the day before, before she threatened to use him as her training partner. He beat a hasty retreat at that.

Around 5pm Peter went upstairs to the common room. He had to meet with Clint and Bucky to go over some details, then find out when he's going suit shopping, with Pepper.

FRIDAY directed Peter to the conference room they had used the day before. "No Natasha?" Peter asked not seeing his other half with Clint and Bucky.

"No, we… she decided not to be involved in this part. However, she said you can ask her whatever you want." Clint said.

So, Clint led the brief, telling Peter which hotel she is going to be at, in 3 days. He had FRIDAY show Peter what the place looks like and the blueprints.

They went over contingency plans if Peter is compromised. They talked about where Clint and Bucky will be.

Bucky mostly stayed quiet, offering an occasional comment or suggestion, especially when they talked about escape routes Peter might need to take, if she has a team, they don't know about.

They also covered what to do, if this is all an elaborate ruse to get to him. It's not outside the realm of possibility that they would do this to capture Peter.

Whether they know about his alter ego or not.

Once Peter's connection to Stark became known, there had been at least one attempt to get him. SHIELD told them they had foiled at least one other as well.

After about 2 hours of planning FRIDAY interrupted.

"Agent Barton, I was able to make contact with agent Coulson."

"Great FRIDAY, do you have a way for me to contact him?" Clint asked.

"No, he did however mention he would be sending you an email, perhaps he will provide a way to communicate in that?" FRIDAY told him.

Clint narrowed his eyes, FRIDAY has over the years, of dealing with the team and the employees at SI, has gotten better at sounding more human. He can detect a hint of something in her voice, it sounds like amusement.

And based on the smirk that Peter is giving him, confirms she is amused about something. Peter has always been better at intuiting FRIDAY's tones.

Not to mention the team.

Peter always seems to know when one of the team is having troubles. Especially the one member of the team that had spent her whole life, hiding how she really feels.

Clint is sure that once Peter learned how to 'read' Natasha the rest of the team was easy.

However, that was set to the side when he pulled up his email on his phone, he saw a new email from Coulson.

Clint,

FRIDAY contacted me and told me about your 'request.'

While I 'could' give you a way to contact me to 'apologize.' I'm not going to.

For the record you were far… far worse than Peter and Sgt. Barnes.

So, tell them thank you, for the good 20 minutes of laughter, that I really needed.

And I guess you'll just have to work harder to find me.

Coulson

P.S. that $20 you owe me, is now Natasha's… she bet me, you couldn't do the mission brief… without screwing it up.

Natasha walked into the conference room with a smirk and her hand out.

"FRIDAY told me, pay up." She said.

Clint sighed and reached for his wallet. Pulling out a twenty and handing it to her. "I thought you were my partner…" Clint said whining.

Her smirk grew bigger, "nope, sorry dear, I traded you in for a better model." She pointed to Peter who's currently blushing and laughing at the same time.

"Figures I would be traded in for a younger prettier model." Clint said.

"Come on it's time for dinner, then Peter and I, need to work out." Natasha said smirking.

"Workout… is that what you call it?" Bucky asked, feeling amused.

"Funny, Clint…" Natasha said looking dryly at Bucky.

Peter just put his arm around Natasha and guided her out the door. Knowing that Clint and Bucky can draw her into a verbal battle easier than anyone else. Bucky knows he can hold his own against Natasha for the most part, and Clint's so used to being her sparring partner, meaning punching bag, he's used to it.

During dinner Pepper told Peter they would go tomorrow after work to get him a nice evening suit.

That led the team, not in the know, to wonder why.

They all figured Peter is either doing some sort of SI function, that they hopefully won't have to, or Natasha and Peter have a date at a nice restaurant.

After dinner, Natasha and Peter went to the gym for her to put him through his paces. At this point she's taught him most everything she knows, and now they spar just to keep each other sharp. Times she will teach him spy tricks with or without either Clint and/or Bucky.

Sometimes Bucky or Steve will join, but Steve's learned not to get in the middle of them, too often. Peter doesn't hold back, as much on him, as he does on the others.

Steve's more often than not, walked away with bruises. At the beginning so would Peter, but lately Peter's gotten so good and fast, that Steve can barely hit him. So, he usually will stick with Bucky and Sam, or if they have team training.

Then Peter and Natasha went to her room to get cleaned up, they made love in the shower.

Afterwards ignoring the knowing looks from the team, when they joined them, for movie night. The team can see how happy and relaxed they both, especially Natasha, are.

Afterwards Peter webbed them home, and they made love several more times. Then fell asleep happily and securely wrapped in each other's arms.

The next day was mostly the same, during the day, for Peter. Afterwards he went to Pepper's office, to wait for her to finish, and they went to Tony's favorite tailor.

Pepper and Peter picked an evening suit, that looked best on him.

Then the tailor already having Peter's measurements from previous suits, got started. Telling them the suit would be ready day after tomorrow at the latest.

Peter went on patrol for several hours, when they got back. Karen told Peter as he finished patrolling that Natasha is waiting for him, at home.

Peter can't help but feel so overjoyed and peaceful, when he thinks of her, waiting at their home.

She has been spending every night with Peter for the last few months. Since they told the team about them, even before that… she would spend 6 to 7 nights a week with him, or he would stay with her in the tower.

He'd gotten good at sneaking through the vents and FRIDAY doesn't monitor bedrooms or internal vents.

So, she never knew that Peter had spent several nights a week with her.

At least not until after, they told the team.

She muttered good natured, how she might have to talk to the boss, about putting surveillance and a defensive system, in the vents. In order to keep anyone from just going to anyone's room.

Peter headed home, nothing major had happened. A few robbery attempts, a few lost tourists, even a few not so lost tourists that just wanted Spider-man's picture. Peter has now met someone from every state in the union and every country.

Peter softly landed in his apartment from the skylight. Smiling to see Natasha, laying on the couch, watching a movie. She looks half asleep. Peter just takes off his suit and joins her on the couch. He moves behind her and wraps his arms around her, as she leans back, into his embrace.

Peter spent the entire movie touching and gently kissing her, then paying any attention to the movie.

Not that she's really paying attention to it either.

If the way she's wiggling her ass on his cock, that had become rock hard, within seconds of feeling her warm delectable body, pressed against his, is any indication.

After the movie ended, Peter shut it off and then gently picking her up bridal style, he carries her into their bedroom.

She started to get up to do her usual security check, but Peter with a gentle touch told her he'd do it.

She just nodded in agreement.

It's a milestone for them. This is the first time she's let him do the security sweep. At least when she's not dead to the world.

They both know she's not that tired. She is more than capable of doing the sweep, but she now feels comfortable and more importantly safe enough to let Peter do it.

Peter did his sweep, taking his time. He wanted to make sure he did it right. Then he went and got ready for bed. As he pulled her close, he gently kissed her and whispered, "thank you."

Natasha just sighed contently in Peter's arms, and smiled softly whispering "you're welcome," as she snuggled closer to him.

They spent a while gently kissing and touching, before the urge to connect intimately, took over.

Peter's hand dipped under her shirt and his fingers just gently brushed her soft skin. As desire took him over, his hand slowly moved up towards her breasts. He went slow to give her plenty of time, to stop him if she wanted to.

She didn't, she smiled as a moan slipped out of her, when his fingers first brushed her breast. She reached down and pulled her shirt off. Even though he knew she didn't have a bra on, he moaned at seeing his goddess topless.

His mouth moving on its own, moved over to take her nipple into his mouth as he nibbled and sucked on one of them. His hand that had been touching her, moved over to knead her other breast.

Natasha ran one of her hands, through Peter's soft silky hair. She had been getting him better hair care products and since they usually wash each other, she knows he uses them.

It shows, his hair is almost as silky, as hers.

Her other hand moved down to brush along Peter's abs, on her way to his cock, that is once again rock hard, after the first few moans, and it was twitching as soon as he made contact with her breasts.

She delighted in the moan he made, when she reached into his boxers, and wrapped a soft hand around his hardness. She moaned when his hips involuntarily flex, after she rubbed her thumb over his cockhead.

She soon needs more contact. She got up on her knees and took off her panties. She giggled again, when Peter almost literally tore his boxers off of him.

She can see him react to her scent, she knows she's wet and knows that drives Peter wild. His enhanced sense of smell can be a detriment at times, but at times like these, when you wouldn't normally be able to smell her scent, he can.

He soon joined her on his knees in the middle of the bed, the need to touch and kiss her overwhelming.

She lays down on her back, spreading her legs, as she beckons him with her finger, and with a come-hither look, tells him, "come here lover."

Peter never having to be told twice, is quick but careful, to join her. She reaches down gripping his hardness, guiding it towards her center.

As he pushes into her, he drops his head on her shoulder, at the feel of her hot wet channel, gripping him.

She wants to be on top this time, so she gripped his hips with her thighs, and flipped them. She leans back and started to ride him hard.

She put her hands on his chest, for leverage. She rises and falls on his cock, as quick as she can. Loving the friction that is created.

She moans when Peter spanks her ass cheek, "oh yes baby, spank your bad girl…" she said.

Peter loves when they call each other either bad girl or bad boy, so his cock twitched inside of Natasha. He spanks her a couple more times. Hard but not too hard.

She takes Peter's hands into hers and they entwine fingers.

Peter sits up to take one of her heaving breasts into his mouth, moving his head with her movements.

It doesn't take long before Peter is panting, trying to hold out. She pushes even faster, wanting him to explode in her. She'd already had one orgasm. She leaned down to whisper in his ear. "Cum for me baby." He let go and released a load deep inside of her.

Which triggers another orgasm for her, she's found that she gets off. When she feels him shoot his load, deep inside of her.

He gently pulls her down to lay on him, as he holds her close, kissing and caressing her, as their bodies calm down.

"I'm glad you modified the bed, I'm pretty sure the downstairs and next-door neighbors, enjoys that fact even more." Natasha said.

It's true when they started to regularly have sex here, often for hours, the bed would squeak like you would expect it to.

So, Peter cognizant of how loud it can get, brought some material home and quieted the springs. And cushion the headboard that has almost put holes in the wall behind it, more than once.

Now, as for how loud they can get… that can't be helped.

He's noticed a few odd looks from his neighbors, the days after he and Natasha will have a particularly good… meaning loud, sex session.

He's heard a few of his neighbors wonder if he's an escort.

Natasha makes it a habit to not be seen. Not only does she enjoy the thrill of sneaking into and out of a place and not be seen, but it's also kept her alive more than once.

Peter flipped them over and started to thrust into her again. She wrapped her arms and legs around Peter and holds on, this time enjoying the ride.

She closes her eyes, and just let herself, feel him in her. Peter kissed her neck, jaw, her mouth as their tongues dueled for dominance.

She entwined one of his hands in hers.

Peter drove them both over the edge and they both end up panting as their bodies cool down.

They get up and clean up, then head back to bed. Falling asleep in each other's arms.

The next day is no different. Peter spent part of the day with Clint and Bucky finalizing plans. Clint had been at SHIELD HQ making sure Sarah Walker's schedule hadn't deviated. If she changed her plans it could mean she's aware that SHIELD is on to her, and the mission will have to be modified or maybe even scrapped.

He told Peter that agents had gotten pictures of the woman checking in, she's scheduled to meet with a seller that evening and head out the day after to keep others from knowing. Otherwise she would have come in, done the buying and left. But SHIELD looks for that sort of thing.

Peter asked if he could see some of the pictures, but he was told that due to the lower priority of the mission, I.E. meaning the avengers have access to tech that regular agents don't, so other missions get higher priority.

That means that the photos haven't been developed and cleared yet.

Peter thinks that's a little unusual, but he's heard about avenger led missions being lower priority, due to their connection to Stark. He can provide them, with whatever they need.

Plus, Natasha, Clint, and even Bucky have their own contacts to get information.

For local missions Peter, or more accurately Spider-Man has contacts.

He still has to laugh at that thought, he has contacts. Not just with other vigilantes, but some underworld contacts. There are a few more good-hearted, underworld contacts that owes Spidey a favor or two.

Even just random people that have seen something, but don't want to get involved with the police. They will flag him down and tell him.

FRIDAY tells Peter that the tailor has called, the suit is ready.

He heads over to pick it up, taking the time to put it on at the shop, so the tailor can make sure it fits okay.

There were a few customers in the shop, that see Peter in his suit.

They all seemed to be practically drooling.

Peter of course, saw all this, and had to fight a blush. He's still not used to having others, react like that, around him.

At least when he's not, in the skintight suit, of his alter ego.

He's long since gotten over being cat called as he swings, or if he's just perched on a ledge or water tower, looking for any problems.

Not just women, but more than a few men have said stuff, that makes him blush a deep red. He's always glad to wear a full head mask.

Of course, if there is a particularly amusing cat call. Karen will, much to his dismay, share it with the team.

Although it does boost his male ego just a little, to see how jealous Natasha can get, if a particularly attractive woman does it.

Not that Peter would have any interest.

Nobody has ever… will ever… compare to Natasha.

A fact that he will gladly tell her, for the rest of their lives.

At the same time, Peter tries not to let the way SHIELD agents, who are a mix of James Bond and movie stars, attempt to convince Natasha to partner up with them… get to him too much.

Still he's gotten more than a little hot under the collar, a few times.

He's gone with her to SHIELD HQ on more than one occasion and had to endure agents, mostly men but some women who will come up to them, blatantly hitting on Natasha, while ignoring him.

He knows she doesn't like it either, but they want to keep their relationship off everyone's radar.

There would be too many questions about how he knows her. At least now that his internship is known, the need for secrecy isn't as imperative.

Still, Peter doesn't want to let all of SHIELD know, that he's Spider-Man. So, he considers it important to become an actual agent, that way the why is irrelevant.

And Peter will take great pleasure, in walking into SHIELD, as her partner.

Not having to hide their relationship.

Peter changed and took the suit, back to the tower. Pepper found him, when FRIDAY told her, he had returned. She has Peter model it for her and Natasha.

Pepper and Natasha were both happy with the way it turned out.

Natasha's look turned just a little darker and smoky, as desire at seeing him, spiked.

Pepper smirked and turned to head out. She mutters under her breath, just loud enough for them both to hear, about 'young love,' and something about rabbits.

Peter changed back, with Natasha right there. It's not like they haven't seen each other in their birthday suits many, many times.

After that Peter went to meet with Clint and Bucky again.

Before they got called to dinner, Peter asked, "why haven't you been teaching me any seduction techniques?"

"I'm pretty sure, if you can seduce the black widow, you don't need my help." Clint said amused.

Bucky smirked but nodded, adding, "Peter we've seen you being smooth and confidant. That is 90% of seduction. You work better when you go with your instinct. However, if you run into any trouble tomorrow, we'll be right there with you… in your ear, in a van 200 yards away."

"I agree, you will do fine." Natasha's voice said in the doorway. "As loath as I am to admit Clint is right…. However, Bucky is even more correct."

She came in and dragged Peter out of the room, seeing him in that suit, has left her a little bit turned on, all afternoon and she's looking forward to getting him home.

"Are you turned on?" Peter asked her quietly.

"Why do you ask?" Natasha responded.

"You get extra handsy and like dragging me out of a room, when you're mad, or on the verge of being very happy." Peter said.

"Maybe I'm mad at something."

"No, you're not." Peter said with a slight smirk.

"How do you know?"

Peter's smirk got slightly bigger as he tapped his nose.

Natasha knew she was a little bit wet, from seeing Peter in his suit, and then him changing in front of her. She knew his enhanced sense of smell would pick up on it.

"Trust me, I've been breathing through my mouth. To keep my body, from reacting like it normally does, when you drive me crazy like this." Peter said, softly nuzzling against her neck, he can't help it, her scent does that to him. "Do you think we might have time, to slip away to one of our rooms for a few very long minutes." Peter asked, part in joking, but partly serious.

"NO!" Pepper shouted from the kitchen. "Dinner is almost ready; you can contain yourselves for a little while." She added amused. Nobody could hear them, but Peter's and Natasha's body language was obvious. That and they were both starting to turn towards their bedrooms. Of course, she'd been there when Peter modeled the suit, and she'd known how Natasha had been… excited.

Of course, dinner was full of the team teasing them about their condition. Both Natasha and Peter took it good natured. It has amused the team how affectionate Natasha is with Peter.

After they both put their empty plates in the sink to be cleaned. She dragged him towards their neighboring rooms.

There were a few quiet amused snickers at that.

In less than 2 minutes they are both naked and she's happily riding his cock, in her bed.

"Definitely on the verge of being very happy." Peter said, as they recovered from the orgasm, they just had.

Having gotten it out of their system, for the moment. They got cleaned up then decided to head home. Instead of dealing with the team's teasing.

They decided to web home. They tell everyone good night, as they head out.

Natasha with a slight smirk, started to rub herself on Peter. Since it's dark, nobody can see them.

She's also not afraid to spank his ass cheek and whisper how he's such a bad boy for taking so long to get them home.

However, Natasha loves to hear him groan, but she doesn't get too crazy, she knows how distracted she can make him.

She just wants to lightly tease him, get him revved up but not cause them to crash. Even though Peter would keep them from getting hurt, the team would find out, and tease them both about it.

Peter has his suit off, and telling Karen which mode to be in, before Natasha can even step away from his arms.

Peter had been hard and aching, the whole way home and is quick to strip himself and his goddess, in the bedroom.

Natasha wanting to fuck, continues to push his buttons.

After they are both nude, she pushes him onto a chair and starts to lightly suck his cock. This time she's only doing it enough, to keep him primed, but won't let him cum.

She smiles as she hears the chair's wood creak, under pressure from his grip.

He's trying to hold out. Seeing if she'll get bored, or frustrated enough, to just mount his cock and fuck him, until she cums.

However, Natasha has more control then that, despite what the team might think.

"How long can you hold out, before you punish me, like a bad girl." She would whisper around his cock, knowing that drives Peter wild.

Peter can't take it; she has kept him hard and aching for 20 minutes, and he was aching even before that. He, moving quickly, picks her up and puts her on the bed, on all fours, then shoves his cock into her dripping wet pussy.

They both let out moans in relieve, when he does.

Natasha had been waiting for him to lose control. She had been wanting a good hard fuck this time.

Peter with his hands on her hips, is pulling her back, impaling her hard, on his cock.

He's still careful of her body.

But she wanted him to lose control so that's what he'll give her.

She arches her back and grips the bed, as the sounds of skin slapping skin, and heavy breathing, with the occasional slap of Peter's hand on Natasha's ass cheek and the deep low moan, from both of them, is the only noise in the room.

Peter takes his right hand, wiping his two fingers around her core, where their combined juices are leaking out, he got them all nice and slick.

He then moved his hand up to her ass, and spreading her cheeks, he took his index finger and lightly pressed on her little rosebud hole.

He listened to her moan deeply, she pushes back on his finger and cock, to get him to do it. "Yes, please, yes… do it, fuck both my holes baby."

Again, Peter can never deny her, he pushes his two fingers into her ass and starts to alternate thrusts, his cock going in, as his fingers come out.

It doesn't take long before they are both exploding.

She gushes a little from the double penetration and how hard and fast he was pounding her.

He laid her down and then went to get a washcloth and warm water. He came back out to softly and gently clean her up.

After he cleaned himself up then crawled into bed.

Natasha moved into Peter's arms; she's still coming down from the wonderful fucking he just gave her. She pulled his head to her and gave him a long hard kiss.

Then thanked him for taking care of her, as well as giving her what she wanted. She knows Peter doesn't enjoy fucking, as much as she does, part of it is he's worried about hurting her, part of it is he just wants to always make love to her.

However, he knows she sometimes just wants a good hard fuck. The kind that leaves her a little sore, for a while.

Peter just enjoys her kissing and returned it with equal fervor, as he keeps softly touching and caressing her body.

Peter is once again so incredibly happy to be where he is, and who he's with.

As a testament to how well she knows him, she smiles and with a sleepy soft voice tells him, "I'm just as happy to be here with you too, baby." She snuggled up to him as they fell asleep.