Summary:

the aftermath...

Author's Note:

I got impatient and you all are getting the rest of the story...

I would imagine you guys are all unhappy about it ;-)

Chapter 4

"You knew?"

"Not until, just before you asked me to join you up here."

"How…" 'Sarah' asked as she removed the wig and photostatic mask to reveal Natasha.

"The scent blocker started to wear off, and when I was helping you put your coat on, I detected your natural scent. Then when you asked if I wanted to come up to your room. Your heartbeat quickened and I could hear it over that white noise generator you have."

"What are we going to do now, you still need to complete the mission. But the results will be invalid."

"Honey, I've already got the data." Peter said smiling.

- (Flashback) -

Right before the date in the van.

"Okay Pete here is the latest and greatest SHIELD spy gear…" Clint's words trailed off when he saw Peter smirking will trying to hold back a laugh. "what?"

"Please, Clint no offence to your tech people but I have my own equipment." Peter pulled out a very stylish pair of glasses. And pulled back his cuff to show a very expensive looking watch. "Karen can you connect to the van please."

Karen's voice is heard in the van, "of course Peter, your comm and video is connected to the van's surveillance system."

Bucky smirked.

"Okay smart ass, so what's your plan?" Clint said he's not surprised that Peter would come up with something better.

"Karen is going to scan the target to see if the drive is on her, or in her purse."

"And?"

"If it's in her purse, I have a small drone that will make its way over to it and attach to the drive and copy the information."

"And if it's on her?"

"Uh, that will be more difficult. I… uh will follow her up to her room, without her knowing, and when she's alone, knock her out and get the drive to make a copy."

"The target can't know we have the information if she is knocked out… which I have a hard time picturing you hitting a woman… she's going to know something happened."

Peter looked shocked, "I wouldn't hit her… please. I'm going to use the widow's kiss, it causes short term memory loss, so she'll wake up in her bed, with no idea what happened. She'll assume she went to lay down and fell asleep."

"Okay, that's not bad. You might make a good spy yet."

When they walked from the bar to the table.

"Peter my scan doesn't show the drive on her person." Karen whispered into his earwig.

He thought, 'Thank god.'

Peter barely whispered, knowing Karen could hear him. "Stick with the plan." But the noise of the restaurant would keep Sarah from hearing him.

During the first course

"Peter the drone is on its way." Karen sent the small drone that he had wrapped around his ankle.

Karen sent the drone moving across the floor under the table. It silently climbed into the small purse and Karen spotted the USB drive right away. She maneuvered the drone carefully towards it, careful not to make anything shift in the purse causing it to make noise.

Its little arms came out, to grip the drive and move it towards its 'mouth.'

She felt a little bit of frustration, when it wouldn't go in, even though she's sure it's the right way. She had the drone flip the drive and try again. However again it still wouldn't slide in. She once again had the drone flip the USB drive for the second time… but this time it slides into the connection easily.

She started the download of the information. "Peter the download has begun." Karen whispered softly in his ear.

Not long after she added, "Download complete, having the drone return."

Karen had the drone put the drive back, in the same spot. Then it scurried back to Peter's leg.

"Drone has returned home. Awaiting further instructions."

Peter picked up his glass and right before he took a drink he whispered, "hold, until instructed."

"Acknowledged, putting drone in sleep mode and awaiting further instructions." Karen responded.

Right after Sarah asked him to join her upstairs.

Peter was all set to say no, he'd gotten what he came for.

And the woman in front of him is throwing him off, he feels a connection to her that he's never felt before, except with Natasha.

Plus, he can't hear the woman's heartbeat, some sort of white noise generator, that had worried him at first. It's not normal to have that. However, nothing came of it.

Also, the woman's scent is off, it's too clean, like she's masked it somehow.

However as soon as he got close, a very familiar scent, started to peek through, as the masking scent wore off. And he could hear her heartbeat, over the noise generator, when it sped up.

Suddenly the entire evening made since.

It was Natasha… he had to figure that Clint, Bucky, FRIDAY and Karen had to be in on it. Karen would have likely known it was Natasha, she has access to sensors that are even better than his senses.

So, he smirked slightly when she bent to pick up her purse. Peter had to bite back a moan at how that tight dress hugs her delectable curves.

- (End Flashback) -

"Do you know how worried I was, when I couldn't hear a heartbeat, I couldn't figure out why. It didn't help, that I could tell that your scent was masked. I was worried that she might know who I am and be planning something."

Natasha smiled, as she caressed his cheek, "well you weren't exactly wrong… I do know who you are, and I am planning something… naughty."

"I think I can handle that… by the way you might want to check your phone, my 'handlers' should have let you know by now, that Karen has sent them the data from the drive."

"I gotta know, how you got it. My purse never left my side, and your hands were never under the table, long enough, for you to web it over to you. Not to mention it was hanging on the chair."

"Spy-d" Peter simply said.

Natasha just raised her eyebrow.

Peter smirked then lifted his left pant leg. She looked to see a small machine wrapped around his ankle.

"This is 'Spy-D,' I created him for this. Karen had him go over and climb into your purse and connect to the drive and copy it. She was on the line with me the whole evening. I'm assuming she was also making sure I didn't figure out it was you all along."

Natasha, beyond proud, of not just his figuring it out, but his ingenuity to create the tools to make his job easier. "I do believe that congratulations are in order... SHIELD agent Peter Parker."

"Hmmm, I believe it's customary for the graduate to get a gift…." Peter said smirking.

"Hmmm, I believe you are right, whatever, should I get you?"

Peter stepped behind Natasha in front of the bathroom mirror. "Tell me Ms. Walker, how long are you in town for?"

Natasha smiled, more than happy to play along. "Well Mr. Carmichael, only for the night, but I could be persuaded to spend that time, with a handsome business owner…." She leaned back into her man's arms.

Peter leaned down to kiss her neck and breathed her scent in deeply. "first we are going to take a shower, I want to be able to smell your scent."

She's long since stopped teasing him about how he's saying she smells. She's seen him go from agitated to calm as soon as she gets close enough for him to detect her scent. "I guess it's a good thing I brought you some clothes."

"You did?"

"Yes, I had faith you would complete the mission with no problems. I wasn't sure if you would recognize me, and until the mission was over, I didn't want you to." Natasha said caressing his cheek.

She looked down to see Peter's cock rock hard tenting his pants, "Take your little drone friend off your leg, I want to play with your other not so little friend." Natasha said smirking. Her hand reaching down to stroke his hardness through his pants. "God you look so good tonight, I had to keep from ravaging you all night." She added, as her mouth found his hungrily kissing him.

Peter just smiled as he happily gave into her kiss. He pulled up her tight dress and ran his fingers over her pussy lips they both moan at how wet she is.

As they break the kiss and Peter starts to remove his clothes. She smirks as she adds, "by the way, Happy badly needs to work on his nonchalance skills… it was painfully obvious that he knew why I was there, I'm assuming that Clint went to tell him and May to leave…."

Peter whined, "please don't talk about May or Happy right now, they are the last thing I want to be thinking about when I'm about to make love to you."

Natasha smirk widen she knew that and wanted to tease him. She removed her dress and knew that would distract Peter well enough, since she forgot to wear a bra.

Peter's mouth descended to her hard-aching nipples within seconds of seeing her in just a small pair of panties.

Peter reached down and took spy-d off of his ankle. He made sure it's still off, and not caring about the suit, covered the drone with his pants and button-down shirt.

He stepped back from her breasts to take off the rest of his clothes. Leaving them both in just their underwear.

Natasha took off the glasses Peter still had on, "I'm assuming those are off?"

"yes, before I came into the bathroom." Peter made sure.

"Hmmm, those glasses look so sexy on you. We might have to use them again." Natasha said, she couldn't tell what part she liked more, the role playing, the sexy way he wore those glasses, or just the thrill of being on this type of mission, with him.

She leaned over to start the shower when she felt Peter pull down her panties and nibble on her lower lips. They both moaned as soon as his lips touched hers. She just stood there for a few minutes and let Peter play till his heart's content, with her pussy.

Soon he stood up and dropped his boxers, she wrapped her hand around his hard cock, moaning at feeling it twitch in her hand. She gently pulled him by it, into the shower.

They kissed and caressed their bodies. "this hotel has tankless hot water heaters." She added so they could enjoy however long a shower they want to. That made Peter very happy, otherwise their shower would grow cold long before they got even close to finished.

Peter turned Natasha around and bent her slightly forward. She moaned when she realized what he's getting ready to do. "Yes baby, fuck me, fuck your bad girl… hard."

Peter pushed his cock into her warm wet channel. He pulls her back impaling her pussy on his cock not as hard as the night before, but harder than he would normally.

Peter's hand moved from her hips every once and a while and would spank her ass. She moans when he does it. Loving when he plays with her ass.

Natasha with one hand on the wall and the other rubbing her clit is pushing back as hard as she can on to Peter's cock. Her head droops down as she lets out a long deep moan, she can feel one of Peter's hands on her breasts while his other is tightly on her hip, pulling her back on to him.

She entwines her hand with Peter's that's kneading her breast. As they both near, Peter's hand that had been on her hip moved down as he leaned over onto her back, he took over rubbing her clit as her hand moved to the wall, she can feel her pleasure building, rapidly. Thankfully based on Peter's movements growing less controlled, she can tell that he's close to. They both exploded and Natasha felt Peter's legs kind of give out, as his weight landed on her for a couple of seconds before he was able to get his legs working again. That made her happy, to know that Peter's orgasm hit him so hard that he's legs cut out briefly from under him.

They both washed each other, Peter as always taking the time to slowly and lovingly wash her long red hair. She has honestly never felt so cherished as when Peter washes her hair and body in the shower.

After she got her own chance to lovingly wash Peter's body, they dried off and not bothering to get dressed they walked back into the bedroom.

"I assume you have at least one web shooter?" Natasha asked. She reached down to cup his cock, adding with a smirk, "besides this one, I mean.

Peter walked back to get the watch he'd taken off and held it up to her as he walked about in.

"Yeah, why what did you have in mind?" Peter asked.

"Have you ever fucked on the ceiling?"

"No, I'd never when thought about it, closest was when we did it on the wall that one time." Peter said, looking up.

Natasha smirked when she saw his cock twitch in pleasure at that thought. She also had to moan, they had done it sideways on the wall in the tower, not sure if the walls in their place would be strong enough to handle both of them. they thought about doing it upside down but decided to wait for that one.

Although Natasha does have this fantasy about doing 69 on the wall, one of them upside down while the other is right side up. She can't decide if she wants to be the one upside down or not.

She put her arms around Peter and wrapped her legs around him. Peter put the watch on, and converting it to his web shooter, he told Karen that they are fine, and she knows enough to not bother them.

Peter walks up the wall and then they are upside down as he walks across the ceiling to be over the bed. He made sure he had the small vial of web dissolver fluid, as he webbed Natasha's wrists and ankles to the ceiling simply because he knows he won't be able to keep them up there while they are in the middle of the act. He webs his ankles and one wrist to the ceiling for the same reason.

They kiss passionately as Peter's cock finds her dripping wet hole and he pushes into her once again.

Even though Natasha's technically on top, Peter is the one in control and he's not holding back. She can feel her body rocking with each pelvic thrust Peter does into her pussy. She leans down to kiss Peter when he's not suckling on her breasts, it's exhilarating to be trapped like this, they might have to experiment with tying each other up another time. She and Peter have been slowly experimenting with different forms of sex. She had never really been the adventurous type, plus on a mission isn't the place to let out your kinky side. She knows that Peter, is happy to do what she wants, but he never really experimented to much either.

One of the things she loves about Peter, is he makes her feel safe, to be as kinky, as she wants to be, and he is fine with it. He gives her the freedom to see what she likes. She also pushes him to do the same.

They cum at the same time, and Peter can see the ceiling isn't really designed for this kind of activity. He dissolves the webs from Natasha and him, then holding her close he drops them onto the bed.

She giggles when they bounce on the bed, a couple of times. As she takes his head and kisses him hard, at how happy she is. He had completed his mission, and she's so proud that he was able to do it without her knowing. "I love you Peter." She said with a soft smile.

"I love you too, Natalia." Peter said back, holding her body close to his.

Natasha got up and opened the nightstand drawer next to the bed, she had put something in there when she checked in, knowing they would be here at some point.

She looked back to see Peter unabashedly watching her nude body. She waited until he is looking her in the eyes when she tosses something over her shoulder to him.

He more instinct than anything else catches the tube and looking down sees the words Astroglide.

Natasha laid down on her stomach, and smirked at Peter, "well you better get me ready…"

Peter moaned, he loves to fuck her ass, but they save it for special occasions. A few good spanks during regular sex is what they will do usually. But Peter loves her hot tight backchannel, and she likes how good it feels.

He put the lube on his fingers and spread her cheeks apart, she moaned in anticipation. He slowly gently pushed one of his fingers in, first, getting as much of the lube into her ass as possible. Once it got a little looser, he put his second finger in and twisted them around to make sure the lube is spread out. Plus, Natasha is squirming feeling the build up her own pleasure, she felt her back arch up slightly as he did.

Peter pulled his fingers out and put lube on three fingers now, he then slowly built up to the three fingers. By now Natasha is almost panting she's getting so turned on. "If you don't hurry, I'm going to get there before you do."

Peter smirked, just like when she deep throats him, she explodes quickly when he's playing with her ass. He pulls his fingers and putting a generous amount of lube on his cock, that made him moan, since he's also nearly as turned on as Natasha.

Peter spread her cheeks and rubbed his cockhead on her rosebud hole, as she moans and pushes back on it, "please baby, fuck my ass, now…" He loves when she begs and demands at the same time.

He slowly pushes into her hot tight back channel. He has to grit his teeth and clinch his fists, she is always to tight, that he has to force himself, to not thrust into her and explode to fast.

He pushes all the inside her and pauses to give her time to adjust, even though they have done this several times. He's still well aware of how tight and how much it could hurt if he didn't take his time.

"Move baby, fuck your bad girl's ass…" Natasha said as she reached back to take one of Peter's hands into hers.

Peter slowly pulled up until just his head was in and then pushed back in slightly faster. He repeated that process, speeding up slightly each time.

Peter by now is sweating holding back wanting to give her pleasure first. He took his free hand and reached down to start rubbing her clit and finger fucking her pussy.

By now Natasha is squirming hard and gripping the sheets as she pushes back on Peter's thrusts.

She waited until he's pushing in and clamped down on his cock, Peter's head dropped as he moaned deeply, that was too much for him he couldn't hold back.

Natasha felt her own orgasm as Peter shot his load deep in her ass.

Peter laid down on Natasha to spent to move. She turned back to smile and caress Peter's cheek.

After a few minutes Peter slowly pulled his still semi-hard cock out of her ass. He dropped down next to her and she slide over to hold him.

They snoozed for about an hour, then made love once more, before they got up to take another shower. At this point both Natasha and even Peter, are a little too sore, to play anymore. So, they pull the sheets back and lay in bed, it's late into the night, or early morning depending on how you look at it.

They woke up late morning. Natasha and Peter had taken the day off. She did it knowing they would be spending the night here. Peter did it because he wasn't sure how the mission would turn out. So, nobody was looking for them.

They checked out and Natasha went to file her report at SHIELD HQ.

Peter went to May's apartment. She came home about an hour later; she had a short shift at the hospital.

She's surprised to see Peter but hid it. "Hi honey."

"Hi May." Peter waited to see what she might say. He wasn't disappointed.

"So, I tried to call you last night to see if you and Natasha wanted to come over and have dinner."

"Oh, you did. I'm sorry I missed your call, what did you do?"

"Nothing, just stayed home… so what were you doing last night?"

"Me, oh nothing, I was just having sex with a spy at a hotel. It was for a mission." Peter said waiting for the explosion.

"You WHAT?!" May said, she had been wondering what had happened after Peter escorted the woman out of the dining room. They exited towards the elevators not the front door.

"May… it was Natasha. She was my test; she was in disguise." Peter said.

"Oh, oh good… I knew you wouldn't…"

Peter smirked, "yes, I wouldn't, by the way how was Happy's steak?"

"Whoa…"

"You do remember that I can tell when someone is watching me, right?"

"Shit." May let that slip. "Sorry."

"It's okay. But please if it ever happens again, don't stay. It was hard enough to concentrate on the mission and stress about it then, have to worry about you. You know I will never cheat on Natasha." Peter said, getting to the real reason he came, besides the teasing, he's about to do, about Happy.

"So, should I expect to have Happy come ask me for permission for your hand in marriage?" Peter said smirking.

"Get out of here you little shit." May said smiling, knowing he's teasing. "Or I'll have Happy actually do it."

Peter just chuckled as he gave his aunt a kiss and hug and headed out to go to the tower. He has to do his report and send it to SHIELD.S