Ch47. Playing secretary

Author Note:

There is R-18 content in this chapter so if you don't feel alright with it, just skip it.

Before you get your hopes up, fellow perverts, no, it is not a complete sex scene.

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Weeks slowly passed and Maya was starting to like her new living arrangement. Her new identity, that of Hannah Mayers, was finally established and while it was hard to get used to a new name, the newly renamed Hannah knew she had no choice if she wanted to survive until she completed the Extremis.

Tony Stark really did not lie when he offered her his help with it. He spared no expense to outfit her new laboratory which was, for now, located on Mars.

Yeah, that was a hard pill to swallow.

Tony Stark apparently had a facility on Mars while humans spent millions on Mars exploration projects with almost nothing to show for it. There was no human landing on Mars yet, but Tony Stark apparently doesn't play by the rules.

Hannah could only snort at that. In hindsight, she should have expected it.

Naturally, she had to sign several non-disclosure agreements and Stark outright told slash threatened her he would make sure she is declared crazy and thrown into asylum while sending her real identity to Killian if she even hints at its existence to someone.

Scary threats aside... working with Tony Stark was a delight for Hannah.

She was at first extremely dissatisfied she had to start all over again since every last bit of her notes stayed in Killian's mansion and unlike someone might think, she didn't remember everything by heart.

But with Tony, the years of her effort were recreated in under two weeks and Hannah still felt the deep-seated need to kick him in the shin for that.

She did manage to hit him there the first time but to be fair, she aimed a bit higher and at a softer part of his physiology.

Unfortunately, since then, Stark was quite careful around her and she didn't manage to relieve her frustration by kicking him again.

Not that Hannah was dissatisfied. She was just a bit angry that all these years of her work could not match two weeks of Tony Stark's time. But... that was life. It was not supposed to be fair.

In the following weeks, they made significant progress with Extremis and while it was nowhere near stable or finished, Hannah knew she would have needed years to reach this stage without Tony and his Artificial Intelligence.

...

Pouring through some papers about her research, Hannah walked through the... portal, and yes, Tony apparently had a device that could make those for some reason, and appeared in a secret room in Stark's house in Malibu.

She usually spent her time at the Mars base, nose deep in her research but sometimes there was a problem where she was stuck and that meant she would try to ask Stark his opinion on the matter.

Two months already passed since her kidnapping and subsequent recruitment and after one month of working together on Extremis, Stark, during one of their experiments with it on plants, suddenly declared with wide disbelieving eyes that he had something to do before rushing out of the room and since then, he stopped regularly helping Hannah.

It stung but... Hannah guessed someone like Stark had a lot going on and expecting to monopolize his time was foolish.

She may not like it but at least he always made time for her questions and it helped her to speed up her research by a lot.

Currently, she was having one such problem and her head hurt from thinking about it all day without any solution. Extremis was unstable and liked to explode and she could not understand why!

Walking into Tony's workshop, her head deep in her troubles with Extremis, she didn't even bother to knock. Only Tony's sudden, "Oh, shit!" awoke Hannah from her immersion in her thoughts and she looked in Stark's direction...

And her jaw dropped as she noticed the alarm in his wide eyes while he tightly gripped the edge of his desk.

Hannah was for a second confused before she heard Stark trying to muffle a moan and her eyes widened too, realizing what was happening.

Her lips started to twitch into an involuntary teasing smirk as she gave the clearly distressed Stark a knowing look, "Is that Natasha under your desk, Mr. Stark?"

Her tone was sweet and she probably enjoyed the situation far too much for her own good but it wasn't every day one caught Stark in such a situation! She had to get the most out of it while she could!

Hearing her, Tony scowled at her, or at least, he tried but his expression cracked when another wave of pleasure hit him, making him slightly lean over his desk.

"I will take that as definite yes!" Hannah exclaimed happily, grinning like a loon at the exasperated look she got from Stark who couldn't manage even to form a proper retort at the moment.

She only wished she had a camera with her...

Hannah walked towards the chair in front of Stark's desk with a spring in her step and sat down, looking at Stark with full knowledge it definitely miffed him to no end.

She leaned forward, closer to him, and mirthfully spoke with a teasing tone, "Who would have thought that the redhead had you so well in hand. Or rather, well in mouth, in this case." She giggled, loving the slight annoyance in Stark's expression before the waves of pleasure took it away again.

She could see Stark opening his mouth, surely in preparation for some kind of witty remark, only for his attempt at speaking to be interrupted as another involuntary groan tore out of his throat while his body shook.

Tony would lie if he said he didn't absolutely love how good Natasha was with her mouth but in this situation, he had a hard time appreciating the pleasure she was giving him when the grinning Hannah was looking at him and he couldn't even tell her where she can stick her insufferable grin.

But Natasha seemingly loved to tease him as whenever he was about to talk, she would do something with her tongue that made him almost keel over his table and shut his mouth.

Tony had many partners in the sack during his existence but this was an entirely new thing for him. He would have never thought a woman could control him to such a degree while...

'Oh, for fucks sake!' Tony thought as he barely managed to stifle another drawn-out moan.

He leaned back into his chair and looked down, only to be greeted by a gorgeous mop of red hair and two utterly smug and happily shining green eyes looking up at him while his whole mini-me was engulfed deep in Natasha's lips...

Tony's breath hitched as he saw the raw emotions of affection in Natasha's eyes. None of his previous partners has shown the sheer eagerness and happiness when sucking him off and he wondered how exactly was Natasha doing it in such a way that it made him want nothing but have her keep it up.

It was enough to push him over the edge and cause him to pull Natasha's head deeper into his crotch as he came, shuddering in pleasure and no longer caring about Hannah who was still intently observing him.

His orgasmic bliss lasted for a few seconds before he leaned back again, looking at Natasha who curiously looked back, swallowing every last bit of his cum while her eyes were asking with a teasing glint if he wanted her to continue or...

Tony's own gaze quickly told her he had enough right about now, evoking a giggle out of the redhead, which caused a small rumble at the back of her neck, and Tony once again found himself involuntarily leaning forward from pleasure.

Natasha released Tony's cock and licked her lips before giving it one last longing kiss while her seductive and provoking green gaze didn't leave Tony's eyes, which instantly made him want Natasha to do it again but his pride would not let him give another show to Hannah.

Tony started to quickly pull his boxers and pants up while Natasha got from underneath this desk, giving a small smile to Hannah, giving no fucks about the woman's presence as she turned around and walked towards the sink on a nearby wall and started to wash her hands.

When Tony was finally decent enough, Natasha was already done with freshening up and walked back behind Tony, leaning her chest into his back while her arms snaked possessively around his neck as her left hand found its way into Tony's shirt and started slowly roaming all over his chest and her chin ended on his right shoulder as she leaned her head against his, her eyes giving Hannah an intent, deep, and searching look.

Natasha didn't speak, however, clearly content with staying quiet but Hannah understood this entire display, even the blowjob and also the hug, was just Natasha 'marking her territory', so to speak.

Slightly exasperated at the antics of his lover, Tony decided to ignore the nice feeling of her breasts pushing into his back as he realized she had no bra today and that was definitely no coincidence.

He turned to Hannah and asked, "So, what's your problem?"