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A/N: I don't know how many people still read these archives, but I had to write this. Jan was just too good. Hope you enjoy. Might add more if anyone happens to read it.
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Black Desires
By: IndigoHaze

            The Wasp had an itch. It had been a week since anything exciting happened and she was lounging poolside in her new yellow bikini with Henry. Her terrifically revealing swimwear was intended to get her boyfriend to notice her, but he seemed oblivious. The Hulk, on the other hand, kept casting glances at her considerable chest. While it was a bit of unwanted attention, it wasn’t entirely unpleasant. Still, she was Henry’s. She flipped over when she felt the Hulk stare a little too hard, though she got the feeling that he was enjoying a different view now. She looked up at Henry and he finally seemed to notice the Hulk’s glances and then her new swimwear. She winked at him beneath her sunglasses and she saw him swallow. She nodded her head towards the mansion and he nodded.
            She stood, arching her back as she stretched. It was more for Henry, but she didn’t see the harm in letting the Hulk get a glimpse. She exaggerated the sway of her hips as she walked away, adjusting her bikini bottoms so they fit snugly. It was almost too easy. Every so often, she fantasized about being someone like Natasha. The Black Widow used her feminine wiles to infiltrate, seduce, and she still managed to kick a hearty amount of ass when it was so required. Sure Jan’s outfit was cute, but it did little to show her off. She had Henry too, of course, who would never be comfortable with her assets on display. She wouldn’t mind too much if he wasn’t so absorbed in his lab. Find a man with passions, Mom said. She thought, sighing.
            A pair of hands fell on her shoulders and she withdrew from her thoughts with a gasp. She turned and Henry was laughing.
            “Did I scare you, Jan?”
            “Oh, no, I was just…” She cleared her throat. “Thinking about what we were about to do.” She recovered with ease, adding a little inflection to the end of her phrase. Henry’s eyes widened a little and then a smirk captured his mouth and eyes. His lips kissed hers and she pressed forward, her still moist breasts pushing against his chest. As easy as ever, she felt his pants harden against her hips as she slipped her tongue into his mouth, heat spreading through her body. After a moment, Henry pulled back, his breathing a bit heavy as he wiped his mouth.
            “Why’d you stop?” Jan asked, more than a little disappointed.
            “People might be around,” He said, stealing a look around. His eyes widened as he felt her grip the front of his shorts and he bit his tongue to keep the involuntary moan from escaping. “Jan!” He hissed as she massaged him.
            “Let them come,” She said and kissed his lips again, her fingers working quickly over his trunks. He gave in just until she tried to slip her hand inside and he pulled back.
            “Jan, I can’t.” She sighed, rolling her eyes.
            “You’re no fun,”
            “Sorry if I don’t want the Avengers to see us having sex like animals in the middle of the mansion,” He said. She smirked.
            “Like animals, hmm?”
            “I-” He cleared his throat. He hadn’t intended to betray how aroused he was.
            “I have an idea,” She said. “Go get your belt,” She said, licking her lips.
            “What? Wh-“ She stopped his lips with hers, biting her bottom one as she pulled back.
            “Trust me,” She said. He was about to refuse, but the look in her eyes was always too much to resist. He nodded and walked off as she stood. While she waited, Hawkeye walked past her, taking an obvious interest in her chest. She winked at him and he waved, smiling as he walked off, reigniting her desire. Henry returned with his belt and she grabbed his hand. “Let’s go,” she laughed.

            “Jan, are… you sure about this?” He asked. She rolled her eyes.
            “Henry Pym, if you don’t take those trunks off right now-“
            “Alright, alright…” He cast one more look around before dropping them. “I can’t believe we’re doing this.” She smirked.
            “Me either.” Around them, the city of New York was hustling and bustling away. Jan was still in her bikini, her antennae and wings out as she lay in the giant blades of grass. Around the park, she could hear people talking, having picnics, walking, and living their lives. They were oblivious that a tiny man and women were about to fuck each other’s brains out beneath their noses. She felt a surge of excitement wash over her. Sure, it was a bit of a step down from her exhibitionist desires, but it was a start.
            As Henry finally dropped his trunks, she hopped up, her tongue flicking out over him. He gasped and she grinned, her fingers wrapping around him as the other five moved to grab his ass. She took him into her mouth and heard a man and woman walk by their tree. After a moment, she heard them sit. Henry was tapping her shoulder to get her attention, but she didn’t stop. Her mouth worked him and she looked up into his eyes, something she knew he couldn’t resist.
            “Jan!” He gritted his teeth. She felt him start to throb and then pulse as layers of his hot cum splattered over her tongue. She drank eagerly, never really enjoying the taste, but always being attracted to the act. After a moment, his movements stilled and he fell to the grass with a gasp. She licked his head one final time before lying over him, her leg locked with his as her fingers trailed over his chest.
            “There,” He whispered. “You had your fun. These people are going to see us if w-“ She silenced him with a kiss again before pulling back and looking into his eyes.
            “Henry, if you leave me like this, I’ll never forgive you.” He looked away with a sigh and she grabbed his chin, easing his head back to hers as she kissed him. It was soft at first, but as it deepened she added her tongue and slid her fingers down his body. Her boyfriend had more than a few streaks of gallantry, but he was hopeless when she used her feminine wiles. Especially since it had been nearly a month since they had last slept together. She wished that he would take charge, but it seemed like being in public muted the little dominant nature he had.
            Then he flipped her. It was so sudden that she blinked. His eyes bore into her body and she felt more exposed than if she were full size running around the park naked. A wave of pleasure washed over her accompanied by warmth that served to intensify the heat of the day and the stickiness of the grass. She bit her lip. It was like something had snapped within him and the look he was giving her was more than a little scary, but she would be lying if it wasn’t horribly exciting.
            “What are you doing?” She asked. It sounded stupid as soon as it was out.
            “Taking you in the park like a whore,” He said. She recoiled as if he had slapped her, her mouth agape. “Isn’t that what you wanted?”
            “Henry, h-“ She was silenced by the shock of having her top ripped off. The pulling itself was painful and the little snap of the fabric stung. He tossed the fabric aside and she felt the urge to cover her now bare chest as the air began to excite her. She moved her arms to do so when he grabbed them, forcing them back against the grass as he bent his head forward, capturing a nipple within his teeth and biting a little as his tongue flicked the tip. She moaned, squirming beneath him, trying to squirm away. He pinned her down with his hips, his erection pressing into her almost painfully.
            What the hell? She thought, trying to figure out what had happened. Her mind wasn’t working right. The sensations of Henry’s work were too much. He ground himself into her and she moaned out. He bit her nipple and she cried out, tears coming to her eyes. She wasn’t accustomed to the roughness, but it was still a step up from being called a whore. Something deeper, something darker in her reacted and she repulsed it. Rather than retreat, the feeling doubled its efforts and before she could repulse it again, it seized her and submission stole into her consciousness.
            “Beg me,” Henry said as he reached down. He tore off her bikini bottoms with as much pain as the top. She bit her lip. “Beg me in the dirtiest words you know.” Jan knew some fairly dirty words, but she was a lady and ladies weren’t- she felt her wetness cooled by the breeze of wind. She was dripping and there was no denying how much she wanted this. The need captured her senses and she raised her hips hopefully, needing to feel him. He reached down and pinned her with his hands. “Beg for it.” She whimpered.
            “Please,” She asked, hips squirming with desire. “Please take me,” It was as far as she had ever gone with dirty talk and before it had always been enough.
            “More,” He said, bending down to flick one of her nipples with his tongue. “Give me more.”
            “Fuck me,” She said, abhorred by the word in her mouth. “Please, Henry.” His fingers grabbed her breasts painfully, squeezing, pinching her nipples, and working them like an attacker eager to get his fix from her body.
            “More,” He demanded. She cried out from his actions and another whimper stole through her. She was able to touch him as she ground her hips upward, but it was nowhere near enough.
            “Fuck me, please, God, fuck my pussy,” She said, now near tears from need.
            “More,” He said, looking into her eyes. “You have one more try before I leave you here.” She blinked and panic rose from within. She couldn’t take that. She needed him, needed to finish.
            “Henry, fuck my little pussy, please, put your cock in me… God, fill me up… I need your cock in my pussy, I’m your little girl and I need your cock, Daddy,” She whimpered. “I need your cum, please, fucking fill me with your cum, please,” She repeated herself a few times and she expected him to leave, the words making her feel like-
            “You’re such a whore, Janet.” She nodded frantically.
            “Yes, yes, I’m a whore, I’m a slut, God, just fuck me, please, please…” At last she felt his tip against her. Without warning, he plunged his entire length into her.
            For a moment, she thought that he had used his tech to make himself grow from the pain and sensation of it. She cried out and whimpered, wrapping her legs around him. He fucked her ruthlessly, as if he had paid for a five minute session with a hooker. She felt no love, no warmth, but needed none of it. The pain and pleasure mixed immediately and neither let up, neither let go of one another as he impaled her with thrusts she knew would bruise her. She moaned and groaned louder than she had ever done.
            “They hear you,” Henry gasped out. “Those people by the tree, they hear your noises, they know you’re getting fucked.” Jan groaned. “Give them a little more,” He said as he hammered into her with newfound speed. She tried to hold back for a moment, but the excitement was too much. She moaned loudly, forcing her voice out of her rather than holding it back as usual. It came easily and as soon as she started, she couldn’t stop. “Say your name and what’s happening,” He said. She hated the idea, but her pussy was starting to spasm.
            “J-Janet,” She almost screamed out as she approached orgasm. “I’m the Wasp,” She said.
            “What are you doing?” He demanded through a hiss. Her orgasm came and he jackhammered into her.
            “I’m cumming!” She screamed with enough force to know she was going to lose her voice. All of her thoughts were eradicated in the black pleasure that filled her and propelled her through sensations that she wasn’t aware her body could give. Her hips bucked and she was peripherally aware that she was making noises. At last she felt Henry’s cum deep inside of her and she groaned. She wanted more, so much more, but her body couldn’t take it. Instead, she passed out in the grass.

            When she woke, Henry was sitting beside her in his trunks. She expected to be dressed, but instead was still buck naked in the grass. She blushed and covered her chest.
            “Why didn’t you dress me…?” She asked, a little hurt.
            “I thought you’d like this better,” Henry said, holding back the rest of the statement for a moment. “I did.” She blushed harder and gathered the cloth of her bikini. It wasn’t possible for her to repair it enough to wear. She frowned. How had he ripped the fabric? Actually… it wasn’t torn. It was cut. She stole a glance at him, but he wasn’t paying attention. Had Henry cut her clothes so she would have to go back to the mansion naked? A part of her was aroused, but the rest was annoyed. Why on Earth…? “Come on, let’s get back.” He said. “Maybe we can get past the surveillance without them seeing you.” She thought of many other solutions to them not getting seen, but she couldn’t help the idea of being seen. What’s happening to me? She thought with a frown. They flew back to the mansion.
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