You exhaled slowly as you waited for Natasha to arrive. This conversation was going to be awkward. You had some knowledge of her you shouldn't have due to your aura sight and trying to let her know that without making her angry enough to stop listening was going to be a challenge. The woman was pretty damn intimidating and you knew for a fact she could back it up. You stepped into the room you had asked her to meet you in, some out of the way lab or something. Dinner was mostly winding down, Sheila was spending time with your dad, Felicia with pepper and Ruby may potentially be fucking Stephanie, hopefully she got pictures.
You found Natasha leaning against a table in the lab and tried not to stair at her absolutely amazing body. Luckily she was looking at her phone but her aura flashed a bit of pleased amusement that let you know she at least suspected. She glanced up as you came in "There you are, I was beginning to think you weren't going to show. You said earlier you were hoping to talk to me?" Her green eyes bored into your face, seeming to have picked up on your nervousness before. Her body language was as neutral and unreadable as ever, something that you still marveled at given your level of skill at reading it.
You met her eyes calmly, at least on the outside, inside your heart was pounding. You decided to just lay it all out. "You may have noticed i can read you pretty well, despite your obvious training to hide what you're thinking and feeling." Her eyebrow raised, an obvious invitation to continue, so you did. "The reason for that is that I can see auras." Her eyebrow lowered, the other meeting in in a scowl, a look of suspicion crossing her face. You suspected that a spy wouldn't have a great reaction to being told you could essentially see her soul. Now you could have stopped there, skipped to the fix for her fertility issues, but you were pretty sure your dad would be more comfortable with you going off world if you had a companion he trusted. You had decided, and even checked with the others and gotten agreements for, bringing Natasha with you when you left.
So you told her everything. The same way you'd told your dad, the whole story, all the way through. You worked the whole aura reading thing about knowing what she wanted into the middle, and the extreme shock of the whole dimensional forge thing kind of mitigated the anger as you had hoped. She mostly looked, pensive staring at you in an intense way that made you feel like you were under a microscope. "So to clarify, you're offering me a formula that will not only make me stronger faster and more attractive, but will return my ability to have children, and in return you want me to travel to other universes with yourself and your two attractive girlfriends" Your face heated slightly for some reason but you nodded a confirmation. She looked pensive "I'm assuming that the return of my fertility and increase in attractiveness aren't incidental. You want sex?"
Your eyes widened at the implication "I mean, I'd love to have sex with you, but it isn't a requirement. I'm not holding it over your head or anything. You're free to come with us and travel as a platonic companion if that makes you more comfortable. " The last thing you wanted was to blackmail the Black Widow into sex, I mean, the obviously thematic name aside, you didn't do things like that, and even if you had been that kind of asshole she was a friend of your dad's and seemed like a great person. You wanted to make it clear that she wouldn't be expected to get on her knees to earn that vivifier dose.
You expected relief or acknowledgement, you hadn't expected her to shrug. "I don't mind having sex with you." Your mind screeched to a halt so fast you almost heard the record scratch. You had caught the odd glance or two from her but you hadn't been crazy enough to assume that meant you had a shot at fucking the Black Widow. She smiled at the reaction "Please, I've seen you staring. Honestly I normally wouldn't be willing but there are a few reasons it wouldn't bother me in this case. Firstly aside from being legal in most of the united states, you have memories of training for a lifetime in the Legion, which puts your mental maturity far above anyone else your age. Second you're attractive and intelligent, and pretty much genetically engineered to be as perfect as a human can be, which makes you an ideal genetic donor for a baby."
She smiled at the shock on your face, continuing over your stunned silence "Third, i enjoy having sex and i suspect I'll enjoy it with you even more given what you told me about your artisan perk. All in all, there are plenty of reasons that I would be willing, not to mention i actually like you from what I've seen so far, and Sheila raves about you so clearly you're at least a decent father. The question here is if getting me pregnant is what YOU want. I'm interested in what you're offering as far as the fertility goes, and I suspect even without that i would be willing to accompany you on your journey as a favor to Tony. That said if I'm having sex with you it's with a baby in mind, if you aren't willing I can find someone else, but I'm not interested in friends with benefits while I'm trying to find a father for my child."
That was...really fucking hot actually. But you weren't an idiot, you weren't going to get a woman pregnant because it was erotic. On the other hand she genuinely wanted a child and was clearly planning to raise the baby mostly on her own. You would be helping out a friend of your dads and a good person with a lifelong dream, not to mention how absurdly gorgeous she was. Natasha was a fucking wet dream right now, with a ten percent boost you'd need your artisan self control just to keep from cumming in your pants. looking back you even suspected Felicia and Ruby had anticipated this. You hadn't really understood the knowing looks when you broached the subject but they'd been there. Hell even Sheila had gotten excited. This was kind of a huge deal and not something you could decide in the heat of the moment, but you couldn't put it off either.
You took a deep breath. "Meet me here tomorrow at noon. I'll have the formula and an answer for you. I can't make that kind of decision right now." Hopefully a few hours of sleep after a few in the lab with some time compression would help you settle your head. This was so tempting it almost hurt but if you made this decision lightly you'd regret it. You half expected her to try to convince you or turn up the sex appeal but Natasha just smiled fondly at you and leaned up to kiss you gently on the lips. Nothing extreme or fantasy inspiring, just a sweet gentle kiss with some genuine fondness behind it.
She patted your face gently and stepped back. "If I thought you were the kind of person to accept without thinking I wouldn't have asked. I want the best for my baby, and that includes the best father. Even before your upgrades you were a genius that put Tony to shame, with the genetic modifications and what you told me about being Named, I think our baby would be incredibly special. I spent so much of my life wishing I could be a mother, I don't want to wait any longer than I have to now that I can, but I don't want my baby to be with some loser at a bar either. You're the best possible option for me in that you clearly have an interest and going with you would give me a chance to raise our child somewhere my enemies aren't going to be trying to use them as leverage."
She turned to walk from the room, and you didn't even stare at her ass. Too lost in thoughts about what it would be like to have an actual would love to have a little brother or sister, and you had to admit some part of you was extremely turned on by thinking of getting Natasha pregnant. You had plenty to think about, you would talk to the girls about it after you finished up a project you still had to work on. If you were leaving this world soon, and you were pretty sure you were, you had one big order of business. Your actual business. Trish needed access to the cure all regularly. You decided you would make a machine that could produce it but leave it here with your dad. He could drop off the vials with her when she needed them and he would have plenty on hand if someone got hurt while you were gone.
You glanced over to find your archway where you wanted it and strolled inside. When you woke up in the morning you suspected you would get hit with a mana debt from the avatar, the thing was going to be close to the enxt rank when you woke up. A day to start, then doubling every new rank. You winced at the understanding each new avatar would take twice as long, by the time you hit three of them it would be a damn long wait. You headed over to your chair and sat down, grabbing various parts and beginning construction. Savant mixed with Artisan and the result was...surreal. The parts basically flowed together constructing themselves as if they had their own separate gravity and this was their natural state. You felt Duct Tape Master in your head, felt out for the specific function of it that allowed you to create the cure all.
Normally you couldnt have done this, you couldnt imbue your perks into things, with the exception of an artifact and even then probably only S ranked ones. But this was one small process of one small perk. It was a fraction of a fraction fo the forges power, and as such you were able to use the actual nature of Duct Tape Master specifically to cheat. Duct Tape Master let you use pretty much anything as a material and make it work, so you used this one small fraction of the forges power as material to create a Digital Sorcery. You couldn't have done it with any other perk but with this one specific instance you managed to smash the damn thing into shape. After you made the sorcery you had to actually imprint it on the machine, which was actually tough as hell because you didn't have a coding language for this stuff.
You used the rune craving aspect of zora crafting to lay the code down since that kind of engraving was what the runes were made for. It took serious tweaking and hours of trial and error with your Artisan and Savant going full bore and Stone Age Otakus constantly fixing it. The thing wasn't soul steel or anything just normal metal, but you had a perk that made sure it wouldnt wear down over time and since you didnt allow it to become an artifact you could just leave instructions for fixing it if it broke. Assuming the runes werent damaged it could be repaired by anyone with enough skill and your dad was up to it for sure. After it was done you staggered out exhausted and headed for the room your dad had given you and the girls, as you let yourself pass out into bed you felt the forge trigger and welcomed it, thinking about what tomorrow might bring.
Celestial Forge Accessed: Just another gun (Factorio) (600CP) Sufficient CP: Purchased. Remaining total CP: 200.
You woke up fairly early, for how late you'd gone to sleep and how full your day was. Hard to sleep when you had so much going on. You talked to Felicia and Ruby about Natasha's offer, both of whom rolled their eyes and told you yes they had known and given their blessing. In your defense you tried not to make a habit of using aura sight on them regularly because it kind of felt like cheating at the boyfriend thing to have it on all the time. A quick glance when things were stressful was fine but you didn't need training wheels.
Stopping by the lab to mix up some vivifier for Nat (and when had you started thinking of her as that?) You headed for your meeting early. You had talked over how you felt with Ruby and Felicia at length, leaving Sheila out of things because she was pretty new to the world and this seemed like a cruel thing to put on her. After about an hour of trying to rationalize it they finally pointed out that you clearly wanted to do it and were just having trouble finding a reason. With so many people coming along someone to watch the baby would be a trivial ask at any given time, and they were both happy to help out, Nat wanted this really badly and sexual interest aside, what you'd seen of her aura when she was around Sheila made it plain she would be a very loving mother at least.
Arriving in the room your train of thought was abruptly cut off when you saw Nat sitting placidly on a countertop sipping from a mug that could be either tea or coffee judging by the steam. Or hot cocoa you guessed. She smiled as you entered and fixed her eyes on you, not pushing or asking, just waiting as she sipped her drink. You cleared your throat "So. I gave it some thought. I think I'm going to take you up on it. I talked to the girls and they're not against it, Felicia is even excited. We'll be around to help pick up the slack with the baby, and you would be with us, but being as you're the one with the most life experience, murdering goblin armies, aside you'll be making the broad strokes calls. We still want an input of course, and for our opinions to be heard, but we trust you enough to give you final say."
Natasha popped to hear feet with a smile, somehow not spilling any of the very full mug of brown mystery liquid (though it did slosh pretty freely before she set it down) and walked up to you. She smiled dazzlingly and leaned up to pull you down into a searing kiss. She pulled back and licked her lips "Ok one, you're really good at that. And two does that answer your question?" She smirked at your own shell shocked expression. "I believe there's a formula I need to take in order to make any of this actually relevant?" You nodded dumbly and passed her the vial of glowing citrine liquid which she quickly downed with a grimace, her expression starting to twist. Before she could become unsteady on her feet at all you scooped her up in a princess carry and walked her through the archway. You didn't want anyone interrupting this.
The shift in Nat's case was...different. The vivifier had fixed any damage as a side effect in all the other girls but those had just been normal aging and the odd scrape or bruise. Nat's sterilization, from what you knew of it, had been a thoroughly researched and very final result that was supposed to be unfixable. It also took place when she was a teenager. Apparently in order to fix something that old and final the vivifier chose to literally reset her body to before it happened before applying the upgrades. She got shorter, that was the most obvious thing, her skin smoothed out and regained a porcelain sheen, her hair got thicker and deeper red presumably shedding dye she used because her natural scarlet drew attention. Once she reached a kind of equilibrium, at what looked like around seventeen or so which must have been when the operation happened thats when the improvements started, and they were drastic. Nat's body at seventeen had been...amazing. Every inch of her sculpted muscle, muscle that toned even further under the serum literally shifting under her skin into different configurations because she was already at the maximum efficiency.
Her face restructured, and Nat as a teen had been so gorgeous she was pretty damn even with Ruby and Felicia AFTER the upgrade, and they were among the most beautiful women you'd ever seen. Nat after the upgrade of ten percent to her beauty and charisma was just awe inspiring. It ached. To look at her. Your heart literally clenched with want just from the sight of her, and you were glad you had made the choice you had because even if you'd decided not to you would've changed your mind when you saw her like this. Once the changes took place she just...stood there. Looking at her hands in awe until you pulled her over to stare into a nearby mirror. She looked at herself in awe, touching her face in wonder at how she looked.
When she spoke her voice came out higher and sweeter than the low tones she'd had in her original form. "I look...so different. Not just young. Different. I was never this pretty when I was a girl, not like this." She looked seriously at you. "Do you still want me? This is enough, if you can't go through with it I can find someone I'm sure, though it may be harder to find a suitable father as a teenage girl." She gave you an arch look, but it cracked into a grin so bewitching it almost hurt. "Though judging by your poleaxed expression you weren't expecting that either. I'll need some sort of agreement if we're going to continue. Not that the staring isn't flattering, love." The fond look and the term of endearment were enough to shock a nod out of you, though you suspected you nodded longer than you should have.
Nat grinned at you, reaching up to pull off the now ill fitting shirt and let her yoga pants drop, stepping out of both with a grace that was almost the match of your own artisan skills. Once she was naked she just looked at you and raised her eyebrow. Her breasts were the first thing to draw your eyes, obviously. They were absolutely flawless, perfect and round and soft and huge, like G cup huge. Felicia had big tit's but Nat was STACKED, also shorter than your kitten so they looked even bigger. Her stomach was flat and smooth and toned and as you stared and gaped she rolled her eyes and then prowled toward you, backing you up against the lab counter. She pressed her naked body up against you and you felt like you might catch on fire her gaze scorching as she ran her tongue over her incredibly pink lips.
She put her hands on your shoulder and shifted somehow, remaining against you and using you as a brace to slip her legs around and behind you so she was clinging to you hitching herself up on your hips with those flawless thighs to look you in the eye. She cooed the next part, like your freezing was too cute for her to stand it. "Oh baby look at you, you're so overwhelmed aren't you. Do you want me to take charge of things? Or are you going to snap out of it. Because I kind of want one of those artisan fuckings but if you cant manage it, I'll just climb on and ride you til I get my baby." Her voice was sweet, cloyingly so, and obviously mocking. You snapped out of your daze bringing a hand down on her ass with a snap. You almost lost it again honestly, it was slapping a fucking water balloon. Tight and soft and huge and rippling even with all the muscle. You loved Felicia's ass, but you would let Nat suffocate you in hers and die happy.
She gave a squeak of surprise and then a look of predatory glee crossed her face as you spun around and dropped that almost unnaturally fat ass on the counter. Dropping to your knees, you shoved her thighs apart and dove forward to lay a long harsh lick across her pussy. Those giant gravity defying tits would have gotten in the way except you pulled her hips forward as you began to eat her pussy in earnest, letting her fall back to catch herself on her hands so you could look up the length of her body and see that face. What came next was beautiful. You pretty much tortured her. You turned on aura sight and focused hard, triggering artisan and using the combo to find exactly the perfect way to break her and then slowly deconstructed her smug look one lick at a time. Nat went from smug grinning to squealing begging and humping her hips up off the table as you used your tongue alone to drive her to the edge of orgasm at least eight times before finally letting her cum when you saw she needed it too badly to wait.
She straight up screamed, wailing in joy and pleasure and animal satisfaction, and you didn't even wait for the damned orgasm to end before you climbed up on the counter with her and shoved your cock into her still spasming pussy. Her wail of joy turned into and animal shriek of triumph and she tried to lock her legs arounf you, but you caught her thighs and held them open. You grinned down at her "Now, now, angel. We agreed to put a baby in you, and there's only one position we would use for that." You grabbed her under the arms and got off the counter, rethinking your approach because you knew this would get her going to much more, and you knew she knew what you were doing, though exactly how you weren't sure because she didn't strike you as the hentai type as her aura sang with lust and glee.
You set her shoulders down on the cold floor to exactly zero complaints along with her upper back spreading her legs and pulling forward so her hips were off the ground and her whole body was folded in half before you pushed the tip of your cock against her aching pussy and drove yourself fully into her. You could almost picture the hearts in her eyes as she literally squealed at the top of her lungs "MATING PRESS!" as you hit her cervix, using your aura sense and artisan to control how hard you bumped into it so you didn't genuinely hurt her and ruin the sex. You needn't have bothered, she shoved her hips up at you as best she could squealing with joy "Do it baby, put a bun in my oven, knock your little Black Widow up, BREED ME!" Your eyes actually kind of widened a bit at that even as you picked up the pace and knowing she wanted it started stroking into her as hard as possible ignoring the impacts against her cervix. Apparently she was a hentai kind of girl because some of the things she was screaming were pretty much classic breeding hentai, though oddly they didnt sound disengenous inside the hottest tightest softest pussy you'd ever felt in your life.
Sadly as this was not an anime you couldn't actually penetrate her womb, as much as the absolutely rabid breeding fetish she seemed to have was desperate for that to happen. You felt your orgasm coming strong after about an hour of raw animal pounding into the gleefully wailing, bucking, begging redhead under you. The steady stream of degrading (both towards herself and often you) dirty talk and the shrieks of joy and pleasure had you just about at the edge and after another few minutes of literally the dirtiest most frantic fuck of your life you leaned down to kiss her as you finally blew your load as deep into her as you could get, swallowing the scream of glee that tore from her throat as you both came at the same time just as your aura sight had told you was coming. You felt like an empty tube of toothpaste as you flopped to the hard floor next to her, exhausted and sore. Natasha's body had been pretty much post human already and with the extra ten percent mixed with experience she had easily kept up with you. As your new girl cuddled up into your chest purring in satisfaction you couldn't help but smile. This was not a bad way to live. Not at all.
You felt exhausted after your session with Natasha. You tried using your aura sight to see if she was actually pregnant yet, but weren't able to pick up anything yet. Whether that meant she wasn't or that there wasn't really an aura yet this early you had no clue. Luckily Nat didn't ask. You stood up and stretched before pulling on your smart clothes and doing a quick jog to your room. Nat stayed on the floor in the work shop sleeping soundly and you made it to your room undisturbed. The girls were out already and you presumed they were exploring the tower with Pepper or off eating lunch but either way you were able to pick Nat up in a princess carry and take her into the bathroom to shower.
One you got her into the tiled bathing area you shook her gently to try to wake her up. "Nat, sweetie wake up, we need to get cleaned up." Her eyes fluttered open slowly and she gave you a happy lazy smile that kind of melted you into a puddle in your shoes. You returned her grin, shocked how much she was already effecting you. Ruby and Felicia had an excuse since you'd been through a lot with them but Nat just hit your buttons. Not that you cared about her more than your other girls, Felicia was basically your soul mate, and Ruby was the best partner in crime a guy could ask for. You focused on Nat as she leaned pleasantly against you chest, smiling sweetly. You should get to know her better. "Hey, I was thinking, bit late here, but do you want to go on a date with me? For lunch or something."
She giggled at your fumbling, a sound which was far too endearing to be physically possible and shifted slightly to let you know she wanted to get down. You set her on her feet, still distractingly and perfectly naked. You tried not to stare at the ripples in her ass as she walked towards the shower, turning her back on you, and were even less successful than you had been at trying not stare at her tits. Her hips swayed very pleasantly but her voice broke you out of your bare skin induced stupor "Sure, but dates don't start with shower sex. If you're going to be courting me you'll have to do it properly. Go find somewhere else to get ready and pick me up at one thirty." She stepped into the shower, closing the frosted glass door and cutting you off from anything but a silhouette.
You stared at the glass for a moment, admiring even the distorted image of all that pale, curvy flesh. Then you stopped. "Wait a fucking second. That's my shower! How the hell am I supposed to get cleaned up if you're using my bathroom." The only response was the water starting, barely drowning out a silvery giggle. "Nat?" Still nothing. "Sweetie?" The metal vent at the top of the door that enabled the shower to be used as a steam room snapped closed, cutting off any further sound aside from the barest hint of pouring water. You stood there for a minute indignant before storming off to find another shower, indignantly muttering about impossible women.
Luckily in the end you managed to find an empty room nearby with a shower, and you smart clothes were both self cleaning and reshapable into anything you wanted. After a quick but relaxing shower you decided on a pair of black cargo pants and a maroon polo. You had considered a funny t-shirt but you figured you should try to take things seriously for your first real date with the future mother of your child. Well, one of them. You knew for a fact Felicia wanted kids eventually though she had been clear that eventually would be a few years from now. She wanted to enjoy her life with you and the others for now. You weren't super worried about not being able to entertain Nat though, older woman or not. After all, romance is an artform.
You got a text from Felicia after getting out of the shower, gushing about your date and how cute it was. You assumed Nat had needed to borrow some clothes. Knowing Felicia she probably had something she'd bought because it was adorable that didn't fit her at all and that she had never worn but would make Nat look like a super model. Though to be fair a burlap sack would make Nat look like a super model. Regardless you shot a text back to Felicia, engaging a brief but sweet conversation about how you felt after everything, interrupted briefly by Ruby apparently wrestling the phone away from her to ask how sex with Natasha felt and that she had fucked poor Stephanie into a post orgasmic coma. You grinned fondly down at your phone, feeling warmth run through you at the antic of two of your favorite people in the world.
You assured Felicia you were fine and having a wonderful day sans any sort of cold feet, and Ruby that it had been mind blowing and she should ask Nat about giving it a try herself before smiling and putting up your phone so you could head back to YOUR room to pick up your date. Nat was waiting outside your door, in a gorgeous pale yellow sundress and white butterfly sandals. She had found a lily somewhere (you vaguely remembered a vase of them on the table when you dad had shown you the room) and settled it behind her ear, looking like a literal goddess in the outfit. She looked so gorgeous in fact you barely lingered on the low cut of the dress or the lack of a bra. You did linger on the lack of panty lines, but only for a second before sweeping into a courtly bow.
Natasha let out another silvery giggle, her aura pulsing warmth and happiness. You knew from even casual conversation that Nat hadn't gone on many dates when she had been a teen, at least not real ones where she wasn't being ordered to attend. You felt a little silly fluff to make her feel like a normal girl being doted on by her boyfriend wouldn't be amiss. "Milady. Might i have the pleasure of your company this fine afternoon?" You righted yourself and held out your elbow for her to fold her own arm through. Her smile was soft and radiant as she took your arm and laid her head on your shoulder as the two of you walked.
Her voice came out gentle and happy as she responded to your silly proposition. "You may. Do you have any specific lunch destination in mind? Or are we just going for a walk to try to find something that looks good." She didn't sound like she actually cared about the answer, just relishing the normality of the question. You knew Nat had a ton of enemies and after the battle of new york she was under scrutiny even outside of espionage circles. Being a famous spy kind of defeated the whole purpose of espionage training. But between the de aging and the ten percent bump to her physical appearance across the board she was unrecognizable to anyone who didn't know her well. This whole thing wasn't just a chance at the family she wanted, it was a clean slate in the life she already had.
You smiled down at her softly where she couldn't see. You saw in her aura that Nat always took care of others first. Despite her own impressions of herself as a broken person, she was a fiercely loyal and caring woman. Seeing her relax and let herself feel like a girl going out for what might honestly be the first real date of her life not counting assignments or aliases was beautiful. "I do know a place near here we might try out. Though I have to admit I'm torn between wanting to take you somewhere nice and not wanting to share you with anyone else who might be there. Maybe I should pull a Stark and rent the place out for just the two of us." The two of you strolled right past the guard on duty, who raised an eyebrow at you leaving with yet another beautiful girl, having been here the day before when you arrived with Felicia and Ruby before rolling his eyes and muttering under his breath about Starks.
Natasha hummed contentedly as she debated your offer, half joking as it was before shaking her head where it lay against your shoulder. "I want to have a nice lunch at a normal place. No buying out the restaurant, no stares about being Black Widow." You snorted at that and she giggled again smacking you in the chest lightly with the back of her hand "And yes I realize I'll still get plenty of stares." She lifted he head he from your shoulder to give you a once over "Though god knows I wont be the only one. But I still want to try. Normal pretty girl staring is fine. I'm used to that." You had to fight to keep from rolling your eyes at the idea of Nat being normal pretty even before the serum. At this point she was so gorgeous you suspected she could give an actual goddess a run for her money but you didn't need to quibble.
You arrived at Walter's cafe at around two P.M. Luckily the place was sort of a behind the scenes spot so it wasn't insanely busy. The handsome brit behind the counter nodded with a smile you returned. Walter was good people, and didn't overcharge despite being in prime location for it. You had found the place after your solo visit to the tower to meet your dad for the first time. The dapper man with the ponytail and monocle came out to greet you, having struck up something of a friendship last time you were in here. "Anthony. Good to see you mate. I've been hoping you would come back in so I could thank you. Our chef loved the notes on the risotto last time you were here. Brought the dish to a whole new level." His pleased smile took in Nat and widened "And who is this ravishing creature? I don't know if me decor can do justice to such a vision of loveliness."
You beamed back and pulled your arm from Nat's putting it around her shoulder, but let her introduce herself since you didn't know what name she would use. She surprised you by deciding to use her real one in the end. "I'm Natasha, Anthony told me a bit about your establishment Mr. Walter, but he failed to do it justice. What a charming restaurant. What's this about a risotto recipe? I know my Anthony is a wonderful chef but I wasn't aware he did consultations." Walter's grin seemed easy and friendly even against his formal oxford shirt and smooth ironed vest. His bow tie sat perfectly center as always, formal without being intimidating as he lead you both over to a table.
His laugh was friendly and approachable "None if this Mr. nonsense love. My name is Walter C. Dornez, but I insist all goddesses in human form and friends of Anthony call me Walter. That goes double for you of course. As for the risotto, well we had a bit of a tasting on opening day and our chefs were accepting notes on the dishes. Our boy here basically deconstructed the risotto he tried down to its component parts and rebuilt a new recipe for nothing. It's our signature dish now, we have several loyal businessmen who come here just for that risotto, so I owe him quite a bit. Your meal is on the house, and I hope you two kids have a lovely afternoon." With a wink he slipped away, off to attend his other customers. As Natasha gave you a sweet smile and opened the menu you felt the forge begin to trigger and allowed it with a smile, ready to settle in for the rest of your date right after. You had a feeling this was going to be a fantastic afternoon.
Celestial forge accessed: Master of arms | Ancient Empowerment (Generic Buffy Fanfiction) (1000CP) Insufficient CP. Remaining CP banked 400. Total CP Banked: 600.
Your lunch with Natasha was wonderful, you did your best to give her the best possible first date experience and she seemed to have fun. She ordered the Risotto of course, as did you, and you had to say Walter's chef knocked it out of the park. It wasn't your cooking of course but this was definitely amazing food. Following your time together at the restaurant you went for a walk in the park, stopped for ice cream at a stand, then wandered around for a bit just enjoying your time. Finally as it started to get late you headed back.
You walked arm in arm down the street, enjoying the air before finally deciding to ask the question you had been wondering about. "I have to say, I'm surprised you're willing to come with us off world. I know you wanted a baby and to look after me for the old man but won't you miss it here? Don't you have friends you're leaving behind?" You expected a flash of sadness or doubt to cloud her aura, but nothing of the sort manifested. Nat was clear and happy as could be even discussing such a heavy topic.
The gentle smile on her face turned fond as she stared off into the distance "I do have friends I'll miss. But they all have their own lives. Clint has a family, Maria has the job, the Avengers have each other and their own loved ones. Nothing I do for them can't be done by someone else. The world doesn't really need Black Widow anymore." She noticed you frown and start to speak before cutting you off with a smile "Don't. It's true, but it's also a good thing. I dedicated so much of my life to being the Widow. Making up for the terrible things I've done was my reason for being. I tried to take back what they made me to make the world better with the skills they gave me. I helped people as best I could. But I got too loud, too big and flashy. I'm supposed to be a spy and there's no place for me to help if I'm not even that."
Her brow furrowed as she stared off between the buildings, continuing her speech uninterrupted as you let her work through what she needed to say. "Don't get me wrong. I haven't made up for what I've done. I don't know if I ever will honestly, but I don't think that's the point. I think the important thing is that I never stop trying. But my skill set is stealth based and I'm supposed to be an unknown quantity. I can work with some attention from my looks but being world famous? Sure i guess I have a new face now, but I won't go back into the kind of black ops work I used to be in without while I'm trying for a baby. But by going with you i can still help people with my skills, Ruby is decent but she could be better, and Felicia has a ton of potential as a spy. You're an artist at everything you do. I can show you the parts of what I do that aren't awful, and do some good along the way. You're going to do so much good for so many people, and I can be a part of that without having to go back to what I was."
You thought about what she said the entire way back to the tower. You didn't need to respond really, this was her reason and had nothing to do with you. Once you made your way back you shot her a questioning look, receiving a nod of agreement to you unasked question as you stepped into the elevator, hitting the button for your dads floor. You'd texted Felicia and found out Sheila was with Ruby and her spending time with Pepper. The old man was catching up on some work in his lounge. Which probably meant he was streamlining a design or tweaking a concept and wanted to be left alone with his creative process. You stepped out of the elevator with Nat, heading into the recessed couch are where your dad sat working, clearing your throat.
He looked up, smiling as he saw you. "Oh, hey kid, heard you took off for the day on a date. That girl of yours is pretty amazing, she didn't seem to mind at all when she told us, though Pepper was giving judgemental looks. I wouldn't worry about it though I don't think she feels like she has the right to berate you about your love life so you dodged that bullet. Trust me, the woman can harangue. This must be your date, I'm Tony, and you are stunning, my boy clearly has good taste." He gave Nat a friendly smile with a bit of a teasing edge to it, gesturing the two of you over "Why don't you come sit down and tell me about your day?"
You shot Nat a wry smile as the two of you walked over. "Sure dad, and this is my new girlfriend, Natasha. Nat, I believe you know my old man. Don't worry too much about the lack of recognition, we Stark's are amazing with tech but people tend to be a bit more of a mystery to us." You have to admit, you thoroughly enjoyed the sight of his face changing from that teasing smile to confusion to outright shock as he finally registered the obvious. Unlike the general populace your old man did know Nat and between that and the fact that you had already mentioned the cure all being able to cure age as well...well your father wasn't stupid, even if he made it really hard to believe that on occasion.
His jaw was hanging so low you were worried he might trip over it, and your grin was absolutely massive as he sputtered ineffectually for a minute or two before finally blurting out "Wait...Nat?" At her wink of confirmation he did a literal double take "But...how the hell? You said your cure all stuff returns people to their prime, that should be like twenty five, not seventeen. Also wait does this mean you really are banging my kid? Can I still get pissed since you're a teenager too? What the actual fuck is happening right now?" Watching you usually witty father have a small existential crisis on his couch was honestly was more fun than it probably should have been but you decided to take pity on the poor bastard.
In order, the cure all does, but Nat used my super soldier serum and when it healed her it reverted her body the state it was in before the damage was done because the injury was long since closed up and healed over. Yes, we're having sex, no you don't get to bitch about it. As for what's happening well that's going to be the one part of this you're going to like. Nat's coming with me on my trip. I know how worried you were about me leaving, and I figured bringing along someone you knew to travel with me might put you at ease. Nat can keep me out of trouble when I'm gone and make sure I comeback in one piece." As amusing as yanking his chain was, you originally came here to make your dad feel better.
He sat there in shock for a few minutes before finally stopping to stare at the two of you. "I just have one question about all this then." He glanced suspiciously between the two of you, taking time to carefully choose his words. Finally he focused on Natasha and with an intensity that became absurd once he spoke, said with complete seriousness "Were you really this hot as a teenager?" It took about a minute for you to stop laughing at that, leaving the two of them to continue the conversation as you doubled over gasping for air. The ridiculousness was just too much.
In the end Nat asked you to give them some time to talk just the two of them about her decision, which seemed more than reasonable. As you headed out you decided to head into the workshop, focusing on the archway directly in front of the elevator just so you could pop out and scare Nat when she left. Once inside you decided to trigger the forge. You had plenty of charge built up and this down time seemed like a good moment to try to flex your powers a bit. With a mental click you let the energy that had been waiting patiently since your walk back from lunch finally trigger your ability.
Celestial forge accessed: Beauty in the Arts (God of War) (200CP) Sufficient CP. Purchased. Total CP banked: 500.
You felt your brain shift slightly, altering your perception of your own work in a feeling that was at once alien and completely familiar after exposure to the forge so often. Artisan made you an artist at anything and because of that anything you made was gorgeous, but that was the process not the result. Beauty in the Arts gave you an innate understanding of crafting that had more to do with the finished product than the journey to get to it. You knew without any hesitation that anything you made would be exponentially more beautiful. The combination with artisan crafting and Savant produced an amazing symmetry with this new ability. You briefly considered remaking some of your gear but decided it was more trouble than it was worth. You could wait for a new project to test out your godly artistic skills.
You weren't sure how long you spent lost in that particular trance, thinking over the design choices you had made in the past, but it was either longer than expected or Nats conversation with your old man had been a truly short one. You heard her coming from outside the archway. Waiting until she stepped past the doorway you stepped out backwards, flicked your eyes to the side to lock the gateway elsewhere and stepped into the elevator behind her soundlessly. In retrospect you should have expected her immediate reaction to the shift in weight to be to spin on her heel and try to slam her palm into your nose. She almost got you too, despite you being ready for some kind of reaction, just because the spin made her sun dress flare up and as noted earlier she wasn't wearing any underwear.
You caught her wrist with a grin, drawing and annoyed huff from your girl as you pulled her against you. Her annoyance didn't last long though, she settled her head down on your chest as you hit the button riding the elevator back down to your room. "I hope he didn't chew you out to badly. Despite his facade it was obvious he was annoyed with you, he just didn't want to alienate me by going off on you where I could see. How angry was he?" You had seen in his aura that your dad was not pleased with his teammate. He disliked the relationship, though was smart enough not to mention that to you. You honestly didn't blame him for being unsure about it, considering the circumstances he was just being a decent dad, you just hoped he hadn't laid into Natasha too harshly.
She smiled up at you "Not as angry as he had a right to be. I think that Stark ego was working in our favor. He was annoyed but some part of him still considers himself gods gift to women and he projects some of that onto you. He doesn't blame me as much as he should because he secretly thinks I couldn't resist." She grinned up at you devilishly "Which to be fair isn't an unreasonable assumption, I mean just look at you." Her hand snaked out to pinch your ass. You definitely didn't squeak because that wouldn't have been manly but you may have made...a sound. You returned her pinch with one of your own which devolved into a make out session right there in the elevator. Life was pretty damn good. Now on to the next chapter of yours.
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Perks:
Just another gun (Factorio) (600CP)
With a glance, you know how something can be turned to destructive ends. With something in hand and an enemy in sight, you know how effective your weapon of choice will be against him. Ideas on how to craft weapons from existing knowledge comes easily, and the more you know about something or someone you wish to destroy, the better you can craft something to destroy them. There is nothing you cannot weaponize, if only in some niche manner for an equally niche situation.
Beauty in the Arts (God of War) (200CP)
The Greeks and their gods have an eye for the aesthetics of their surroundings. Whether it is the statues around them, or the floors they walk upon, or the things they carry and wield, it is better if it is appealing. Your ability to design any of your crafts has increased with this knowledge, able to appeal to form without sacrificing function. Regardless of what you create, it's going to look good enough that the gods might take notice... might. Whether this is a good thing, or a bad thing is for you to decide.