Two Is Better Than One

Natasha was left alone with her thoughts.

'He is a very dangerous man.' She thought. '... and obviously isn't stupid. He revealed just enough cards to keep me in line without revealing his limits...' She sighed.

Without knowing his upper limits, she couldn't make any moves safely and therefore she had no other choice but to follow his orders.

She was trapped. She couldn't collude with the rest of S.H.I.E.L.D. either as she didn't even realize that his personal assassin was flanking her and wouldn't know if her 'secret' talk with them became not so secret.

Natasha went back to sipping her red wine while stressing over the fact that she was completely helpless tonight. Even the best assassin on Earth couldn't notice a busty woman in the dark. If she couldn't notice her, who could?

Unfortunately, M'Shen was able to slip through the elevator door when it was closing. Otherwise, she'd have to get through an infrared sensor. She'd be able to circumvent it anyway, but at least Natasha would get a better idea of her new rival's capabilities.

Anyway, back at Zeta's new house, the fearsome assassin happily rid herself of her top for her master. She sat on his lap and allowed him free access to her massive breasts that were hardly contained by her tight outfit.

"You did well tonight." Zeta praised.

"Thank y-" Her voice was interrupted by Zeta's teeth lightly biting on her nipple which made her moan.

"Want to know something fun?" He asked.

"What's that, master?" She replied.

"Slaanesh deals in relativity. If a slut let herself have vanilla sex, there's no thrill and therefore no corruption. However, if a virgin Battle Sister or Callidus Temple assassin where to enjoy themselves taking a dick, they'd immediately fall." Zeta spoke.

"...however, should you deal with someone blessed by Slaanesh, there is no such penalty. Slaanesh can't ruin his Blessed's fun after all. That means, the only one in the universe you can fuck..." His hand slid down from her breasts to her pussy which wasn't yet exposed. He slid a finger in her clothes and it was soon enveloped by a warm sensation. "...is me."

M'Shen's facial expression didn't change. However, her eyes rolled back in response to the pleasure. Zeta could clearly feel her pussy becoming wetter and wetter. As a Callidus Assassin, M'Shen hasn't explored with masturbation in the slightest, all of her brainpower and energy went into becoming stronger. Therefore, her life's built-up lust exploded the second that her master touched her sensitive spot.

M'Shen instantly came inside her tight suit. The wet patch at her crotch made Zeta want to mating press her into the ground right now, however, doing so may cause too much foreign pleasure which may make her fall unconscious. And he isn't into rape nor necrophilia, women that can't moan his name aren't within his intended demographic.

"Mhhhh..." Her legs failed her as she came. She unintentionally leaned forward, face-to-face with the growing erection. M'Shen now was on her knees in front of a very horny Zeta.

He unzipped his pants and pulled them down. His cock instantly sprung free from its prison and launched into M'Shen's face.

The manly scent of the overbearing cock in front of her made her orgasm once more. Now, M'Shen had cum twice in her life, all on the same night, all to the same man. Her mind couldn't comprehend how much her body wanted to go further, M'Shen's bodily instincts were roaring for the first time since she learnt how to keep them in check.

"M'Shen. You are my property. I order, and you follow. You may ask about my orders, but should you ever go against them, I have no reason to keep you." He spoke while her attention stayed on his cock that rested against her face. "Is that understood?"

"Yes, master. No matter your order, I will follow. Even if the order is to... pleasure you." She spoke with obvious lust in her voice. She was practically begging to be able to come into contact with his massive cock.

[Loyalty Increased!

90->100]

"Good. I'll make sure to use you well in the future. You may leave now." Zeta spoke. M'Shen's expression darkened. Her pussy tightened, begging her to slide it in. However, she forcibly bottled up her lust and stood up, zipping up her suit in the process.

"I will go back to my duties. Please call for me if you need... relief." She spoke while staring at his standing shaft.

M'Shen then left the room against her own wishes.

'Now I have to masturbate to get rid of this...' He was annoyed. He would love to simply pin her down and impregnate her now, however, he was sowing the seeds for the best sex of his life. When she eventually gets to the point where she can handle some pleasure, he'll be sure to fuck her until the government suspects that the president got kidnapped.

He immediately went on his phone and found some porn to jerk off to. It took him a while to find some porn that wasn't of people dressed as heroes as they dominated the hottest videos.

The next day he once again had nothing enjoyable to do until M'Shen returned around midnight. Therefore...

"Wanna go on a date?" He texted Felicia. It had been a couple of days since he's seen her, and that's a couple days too long.

"Sure, but you're paying." She replied.

"That's fine. Meet me at XXX in an hour." He messaged.

"Wow, thanks for giving me so long to prepare!" Felicia messaged, obviously pissed.

"You don't need makeup. You look far more attractive when nothing separates my vision from your face." Zeta spoke.

She didn't reply. He quickly got dressed and headed out. It was basic courtesy to show up a while before the specified time. To his surprise, Felicia was already there, waiting for him.

"You definitely look better like this." He smiled.

"Shut up, let's go." She didn't entertain his flirting. In all of his time living with her, she always returned a flirt with a flirt of her own, shutting it down wasn't her thing. That could only mean one thing; Felicia was embarrassed.

He didn't speak, instead, as he led the two of them to the date location, he just so happened to grab her hand as she walked. Felicia froze for a second before walking once again.

She was walking weirdly as they passed pedestrians on the street, indicating that she wasn't familiar with holding hands with her date.

'A simple handhold was enough to make her so embarrassed? Hehehe...' Zeta happily schemed as they continued to walk with their hand interlocked. He had just discovered that Felicia was especially weak to intimacy and was planning to exploit this information.

Eventually, they made it to their date destination. It was a luxurious restaurant. The walls and floors smelt like they were made out of pure diamonds as the staff had no lack of elegance as they responsibly completed their tasks.

"Here? Why didn't you tell me it'd be a high-class restaurant? I wouldn't wear casual clothes if I knew!" She complained after getting a weird gaze from an employee.

"Hey, I didn't dress up either. It's not like it matters, as long as you pay, employees don't care about the company's image." Zeta spoke as he approached the receptionist, pressing his credit card against the card reader, linking up to his bill. When he orders, money is drained from his account.

Despite looking like peasants, the employees kept their professionalism and led them inside the restaurant and sitting them down at a table equal to how much Zeta paid.

They had a beautiful view of the city below. Or at least it would be if the city wasn't filled with pollution and shitty people.

"Aren't we supposed to make a toast at a time like this?" Felicia giggled.

"What would we even make a toast to?" Zeta asked.

"To the future!" She smiled.

"To our future!" He teased. Felicia giggled once again and their wine glasses clanked against each other. The wine truly was fit for such a high-class restaurant, Zeta felt like he was tasting mercury. It almost made up for the fact that the two of them were received venomous glares from the pretentious assholes that just so happened to be regulars.

"Look honey!" A woman whispered while pointing towards the two of them.

"*Tsk*. Don't worry about them, they probably just got a bonus." Her husband laughed. Zeta would have minded them less if their voices weren't so loud and grating.

"Why do you even live in this shitty city?" Zeta asked Felicia.

"There isn't another place on Earth that has so much to steal while the authorities care so little about stolen goods." She replied.

"You enjoy being a thief so much?" He asked.

"Yep. The thrill that fills my body when I know I've ruined someone's month is priceless." Her pupils turned to stars as she fantasized about getting a big fish tonight. "How about you? What do you plan to do in the future?" Felicia asked.

"I will rebuild my race from the ground up, beginning on Mars." He admitted.

"Why Mars?" She asked in return. She wasn't stupid enough to ask, 'wHy ReBuIlD YoUr rAcE?'.

"Otherwise, I'd sap all the resources on this planet. I can't have my cute little thief die from a lack of resources after all." He sent cute eyes towards Felicia. As it wasn't overly flirtatious and instead along the lines of cute, Felicia was fine with what he said.

"Well, this cute little thief graciously accepts the mercy of the almighty-" She was cut off.

"What are these two doing in my restaurant?" An obnoxious voice rang out throughout the establishment.

'I wasn't expecting a cliché like this...' Zeta thought to himself.