The aftermath of an unseen world

The redhead looked somewhat confused and intrigued as she got up and checked on the agents vitals, confirming their unconciousness. She gives a look at the boy and sighs, mumbling something in a language he didn't recognized.

"I didn't need help, I could've taked then on alone. I am in this area of life since longer than you were born, boy."

"I know. I just saw you weren't feeling well. Sorry for distracting you."

"That was still dangerous. Don't ever do that again."

"I'll try my best Ma'am."

The black jumpsuit clad woman looked slightly up at his face, seeing a complete 180 on his visage and behavior, he was clearly more **** than before, did he had an adrenaline rush and defeated them? No, they were trained agents, former S.H.I.E.L.D and even some HYDRA in there, as far as she knew, so the boy needed to know how to fight, and that thought alone granted another sigh and a unknown, very small smile creeped on her face.

"I guess I should thank you then. You're not a rookie, or you're really good."

"I guess both, but I still can't over I am talking to the Black Widow!"

"That still doesn't explain the fact you act like this. Your body language doesn't lie, super powers?"

"I... uhm... Yeah. I'm a mutant, I think?"

The older woman didn't bothered a lot with his comment, still judging his frame, only waiting to see the inevitable moment he either looked on her cleavage or got more nervous than he already was, which didn't come to pass, surprising her a bit.

"So, have the X-men scouted you already?"

"Yeah, but I rejected, don't exactly think I can join a school full of those guys yet."

Richard was still nervous, but the knowledge that he somehow was altering reality did gave him a kick, like a burst of imagination or tapping into his frustrations as a student that was held back once, so having a curvaceous redhead in front of him was making him act up. Before Natasha could actually do a small comment or just give him some extra guidance, he used his powers and tried to change something, but without the feeling of times before, he looked awkward.

"I see... You're young, you shouldn't be doing this... But you helped me and that's a fact. I wish I could do more to help, but I don't have exactly any allies here..."

"You already helped enough Ma'am."

"Call me... Natasha."

There was a small white glow working it's way around the tall teen, but it was so faint that neither of the two noticed it, slowly warping the fabric of reality to fit the boy's wishes... And this time, he wished for something far lewder than before, after all... Why couldn't he indulge a bit?

"S-sure Natasha. Uhm, I am Richard."

The redheaded woman felt lightheaded and a surge of arousal burst through her frame and left her blushing, putting her in a quick daze before she shook her head. Suddenly when she looked at her small time savior, the spark of lust grew, and as much as she wanted to believe otherwise, the Black Widow was now lusting over a barely legal boy, she didn't know nothing about it, but the way he saved her... Why was it so sexy?

"Say... Ritchie... I have yet to properly reward you, and I assume you're interested in me."

"Uhm... Yeah, I am."

The boy blushed as he looked to the side the moment the redhead moved towards him and got both of them behind the thrash dumpster, deeper in the alleyway. She was too excited, and he was esctatic, not possibly believing what was happening as the white glow around him still lingers on, spurring this weird, but welcome scenario to both of the parties. There was an air of expectancy coming from both parts when the near celebrity level woman knelt down, slowly tracing her hands over his stomach and thighs, scanning over the quickly growing bulge he had, before she licked her lips anticipating what was coming on the next minutes.

No words were uttered, only a surprised groan and a small smirk happened in the meantime of Natasha taking the tall teen's pants and boxers down in one fell swoop, before his sizeable length bobbed out in the air, having the russian woman eyes beam with mirth.

"So... Since I am feeling rather generous... Would you prefer to use my... Language skills or you want to use my breasts as much as you are eyeing them?"