The spy and the bounty hunter, Chapter 4

SHIELD Class 7 Gunship

The SHIELD Class 7 Gunship was large enough to carry Samus' personal starship, but small enough to be run by a smaller crew, usually a team of two to five. In this case, Samus and Natasha were the only ones on board, though the ship's on board AI would be able to assist in a number of tasks, primarily autopilot. While Samus would have preferred to pilot her own ship, a SHIELD ship would have more authority in Queendom space. Besides, the bounty hunter was more than capable of piloting another ship. Natasha, of course, was familiar with all kinds of SHIELD spacecraft, so between the two, working this gunship was easy. The ship's course was charted, and was heading towards the HMS Hellfire to meet with the Queens of X. In addition to meeting with Natasha's friends (and lovers), Web Wardens Mary Jane Watson and Felicia Hardy, Natasha had convinced Samus to meet with the Queens to discuss business opportunities.

Samus couldn't remember the last time she'd spent any amount of time in close quarters with anyone. She'd never been the most social person, nor the quickest to trust anyone, so working with anyone, let alone a SHIELD spy, was an alien concept to her. Natasha had been nothing but trustworthy so far, however, so Samus approached her new situation with cautious optimism.

As a master spy, Natasha was well trained in social situations and getting people to open up to her; most of the time, however, it was to get others to provide her with information. Here, she was genuinely fascinated with Samus; a gorgeous bounty hunter who'd been on all sorts of galactic adventures. One of the galaxy's most dangerous individuals. Exactly her type of woman.

Their spacecraft was able to make the journey to X-alted Queendom space over the course of a few days; the first day was rather uneventful, with both women keeping to themselves, only really speaking to one another when necessary. The next day, when Samus awoke, she made her way to the ship's bathroom... where she caught Natasha showering. She'd certainly found the beautiful redhead attractive, but seeing her completely naked, soaping up her sexy wet body awakened an arousal in Samus she'd never knew existed. For once, the cold, calculating bounty hunter, who never panicked in so many deadly situations, felt an unusual nervousness. She decided to return to her quarters for some personal... relief, dismissing her thoughts after seeing Natasha naked as a result of working with someone for the first time after so many solo missions.

Natasha smiled wickedly to herself. She'd intentionally "forgotten" to leave the door unlocked when Samus walked in on her, and being an expert spy, had managed to read Samus' reaction without letting on that she knew she was being watched. It was clear that the tall blonde was very attracted to her, much to Natasha's delight.

Over the next few days, Samus opened up a bit more to Natasha, telling her stories of her previous bounty hunter missions. Samus primarily operated in a part of the galaxy that was, for the most part, alien to the many superhero groups throughout it; Samus talked about the Zebesian space pirates, Ridley, the Mother Brain, and the Metroids. Natasha had a passing knowledge of all that from SHIELD's dossiers, but Samus' first-hand experiences provided all sorts of new information.

"That's some valuable information,' Natasha told Samus. "SHIELD would pay generously for it."

"I suppose I could send some of the info I've collected to them," Samus mused. "Seems like you're trying to make me a very rich woman."

"What can I say? You're my kind of woman," Natasha answered. Samus laughed quietly for a moment, and Natasha smiled to herself -- it appeared she'd at least cracked the bounty hunter's all-business facade.

HMS Hellfire -- Throne Room

Samus had never seen a spaceship quite like the HMS Hellfire. It was absolutely massive, and it was incerdibly decadent, with beautiful gardens, large, decorated hallways, and some incredible views of the stars. It was so different from the cold, metallic freighters she was used to travelling on. She wasn't sure she liked it -- it looked so amazing, but she'd become so accustomed to the gritter parts of the galaxy or the natural beauty of the uninhabited worlds that she'd visited that this kind of opulence made her uncomfortable. Still, there were credits to be had here, so she knew she'd get used to it.

"Natasha Romanov... a pleasure to see you again," The Black Queen Jean Grey greeted the spy. She'd have preferred to have given the spy a long kiss to say hello, as would both White Queen Emma Frost & Red Queen Betsy Braddock, but with Samus being a stranger, especially one known for being all business, they decided to tone back on the lesbian affection they'd usually show a lover like Natash.

"A pleasure to see you too, Queen Grey. And you, Queen Frost. And you, Queen Braddock," Natasha greeted, handing a small object to the Black Queen. "Here's a copy of the holodrive you asked for."

"This is great," Jean said. "We'll have to personally reward you for this later."

"We're very much looking forward to that," Emma added. "You said you had someone else you wanted us to meet. I take it it's this woman?"

"Samus Aran. Bounty hunter." Samus stated flatly, her emotionless demeanour betraying her intense attraction to the beautiful Queens of X. Where the hell were these thoughts coming from? Still, her business side won out, and she was able to maintain her composure. Samus preferred to wear her armor when meeting potential clients, as these deals always had the potential to go sideways; this time, Natasha had managed to convince Samus to meet the Queens wearing the skin-tight Zero Suit that showed off a magnificent, toned body and a very impressive rack. Needless to say, the Queens of X were very impressed with what they saw.

"We've heard of you, Miss Aran. You have quite the reputation," Betsy said. "There are plenty of opportunities in the Queendom for a bounty hunter like yourself."

As the Queens and Samus discussed business, Betsy, Emma and Jean held a private psychic discussion with Natasha.

"Wow. She is gorgeous," Jean's voice echoed in Natasha's head.

"And you're scheming about how to get her into bed," Emma added.

"Well, obviously," Natasha thought. "I'm not trying to hide it."

"Oh, we know," Emma answered. "And we can tell you she's incredibly attracted to you."

Natasha didn't need a telepath to tell her that Samus was hot for her, but it was nice to get that confirmation. "Oh, I know."

"Did you know she's masturbated to the thought of your naked body?" Betsy asked Natasha.

"That I didn't know," Natasha thought. "That is great to know."

"You know, we could help speed up the seduction process..." Emma offered.

Natasha's curiosity was piqued. She wanted the gorgeous bounty hunter in bed as soon as possible, so she definitely wanted to hear what the Queens were thinking. "Oh, I'm interested..."

"We could... plant a seed in her mind. Intensify her attraction to you. We wouldn't plant any false thoughts -- that's against our code -- but we'd bring what was always there to the surface," Emma thought. The White Queen wasn't against bending the rules, but playing the seduction game was always so much more fun than simple mind control. Besides, with her gorgeous looks and considerable persuasive skills, she always got what she wanted anyway. That's why she'd been so appalled by the Sirens of Lust; there was no fun in simple enslavement. No, seduction was an art form. A challenge meant to be enjoyed. And she was ecstatic to help her lover seduce another beauty.

"All we ask in return is that you bring her here for us to enjoy once you've successfully seduced her," Emma concluded.

"You've got a deal," Natasha agreed. She'd planned to bringing Samus to the Hellfire after seducing her anyway. She'd figured if Samus took to lesbian love the way she'd expected her to, the bounty hunter would be more than happy to enjoy the pleasures of the ship's harem -- and Natasha would fully enjoy taking in that beautiful sight.

Meanwhile, Samus had explained her current SHIELD bounty, and that Natasha had mentioned that she had contacts on the ship that might be able to help. The Queens called in to MJ and Felicia's room.

"ACCCK! Oh, I'm going to make you pay for that, Kori!" Felicia said in a playful tone before realizing that their room had been contacted. "Oh, ummm, hey, Queens... how long have you been listening?"

"Felicia, we'd like you and MJ to meet us in the throne room. We have someone here we'd like you to meet," Betsy requested.

"Um, yeah, sure. MJ and I will be there ASAP," Felicia answered.

"And this is a business meeting, so we need to act professional," Betsy mentioned.

"You hear that, babe?" Felicia asked MJ.

"Yeah. Wonder what it's about. Kori, you're not going to be bored without us, are you?" MJ asked their guest.

"I should be fine. If it's all right with you, I'd like to invite the woman named Rogue to the room while you're gone. I get the feeling she likes me, and I'd love to get to know her better."

"You're more than welcome to invite her over here," MJ smiled. "I think we could all have some fun when Felicia & I get back."

MJ & Felicia both kissed the naked Tamaranean in their bed, got dressed, and headed to the Queens' throne room. Upon seeing the tall blonde woman, they felt an initial jolt of excitement, followed by disappointment upon remember this was a professional meeting.

Jean turned to the two lovely concubines. "MJ, Felicia, this is Samus Aran, a bounty hunter. She's be contracted by SHIELD to bring in Otto Octavius. Being from Arachne, Natasha thought you might be able to help."

"Octavius... where do we start with him?" MJ wondered out loud. Felicia nodded in agreement. The two provided as much information as they possibly could to Samus and Natasha, and told them to meet with their girlfriend Gwen, who was on Arachne doing business for the Web Wardens, once they landed on the planet. Gwen had tangled with Octavius on countless occasions; She'd no doubt be able to help them.

"Great. Thank you for the info," Samus said to MJ & Felicia, once again hiding her attraction to the lovely concubines/Web Wardens standing in front of her. The Queens and Natasha shared sly grins; they'd all be enjoying a new lover in no time.

While asleep on the SHIELD gunship as it made its way to Arachne, Samus dreamed of making out with Natasha. Naked, sweaty, entwined... it was an intense, vivid dream. And she loved it. Natasha's lovely tits pressed against her own, her hands running up and down her lower back and ass... it was too much for her to take. Samus awoke, sweating and confused by the dream she'd just had.

This bounty had just gotten so much more complicated to her, and it had nothing to do with fugitive she was actually hunting.