As Natasha she stands with her tight leather suit slightly open to the young hero, feeling his eyes upon her she thinks she can seduce him to get what she needs.

"Um Pete.. can you help me with this computer?"

She walks slowly over to him, revealing just enough cleavage as if by accident before leaning forward to rest her elbows on the desk, putting her weight down onto her arms so that her breasts are thrust out even further for Pete's admiring gaze. "Thanks..." she whispers softly.

With her other hand, she brushes back a strand of perfectly curled raven hair from his face, then runs it through the open collar of his costume, tracing teasing circles on his chest as she studies his reaction carefully. "You know..." she murmurs, moving closer still until their bodies are almost touching, "you've got such a nice body..." She lets her tongue dart out to moisten her lips, knowing he'll be able to see it perfectly. "I bet you'd feel even better underneath all this uniform..."

Her free hand slips lower now, moving down the flat plane of his stomach until she reaches the hem of his costume, sliding her fingers higher up his abdomen until they come dangerously close to the waistband of his boxer briefs. With a playful smirk, she looks up at him, waiting to see what he does.

Raven keeps teasing the young hero by brushing against his crotch and giving a small squeeze while massaging his abs. "Oh you like that?" she purrs before moving closer and wrapping her arms around him, one hand cupping his ass and pulling him into her while the other caresses his hardening cock through his clothes. Her own arousal spikes as she feels how turned on he is; it only makes her want him even more. Leaning in, she whispers hotly into his ear, "Come with me, Pete... show me just how good you can make me feel."

Suddenly, Raven gives his cock a harder stroke, almost making him gasp. She plants soft kisses along his neck, starting from below his earlobe and moving her way up, trailing little nibbles along his jaw and collarbone as she enjoys feeling his body respond to her touch. As their lips meet in a passionate, hungry kiss, she reaches between them and tugs at his costume, trying to pull it down so she can free him from it and take his cock fully into her hands.

While continuing to kiss Pete deeply, she wraps her breasts around his arm, grinding her hardening nipples against his forearm as her hips roll sensually against his erection. "You're so big..." she moans breathlessly, tilting her head back to give him better access to her neck. "And so hard... I need this..." Her other hand slides lower still, cupping his balls through his underwear, gently massaging and squeezing them while teasing the sensitive skin at the base of his cock. The idea of taking him here, now, right on her desk is insanely arousing.

With a low groan that vibrates through their clashing mouths, Raven drops to her knees, her leather-clad thighs pressed tightly together as she straddles his lap. She reaches behind her, unfastens her bra with nimble fingers, and tosses it aside before cupping her full breasts once again, this time offering them up to Pete's eager lips. He obliges, taking one firm nipple into his mouth and rolling it between his teeth, causing her to arch her back in response. Meanwhile, her free hand continues to stroke him through his boxer briefs, drawing ever closer to the moment when he'll be fully in her grasp.

As Pete's fingers wrap around her breast and begin to pinch and pull, Raven lets out a sharp cry of pleasure. The sensation sends shockwaves straight to her core, making her already aching pussy throb even harder. Her hips rock forward instinctively, rubbing herself against the hard length beneath her, silently demanding release. "Oh fuck..." she moans breathlessly, tilting her head back further so he can reach her neck more easily. His touch feels so good on her skin; it almost hurts how much she wants it.

Her hand finally reaches its destination, palming his cock through his underwear, guiding it toward her waiting opening. With one swift motion, she yanks down his boxers and slides him free, then takes him in hand, expertly stroking him as she watches his face contort with lust. Her other hand slips between their bodies, parting her folds to reveal her slick, wet entrance already glistening in anticipation. "Please..." she whispers hoarsely. "Put me out of my misery..."

As Pete continues to pump his hips, relentlessly driving himself deeper into her welcoming body, Raven lets out small cries of pleasure with each stroke. Her breasts bounce wildly beneath his hands, their firm flesh jiggling enticingly as he plays with them roughly. The friction between their bodies grows ever more intense, raising the temperature in the room several degrees as sweat beads form along their skin. She grips his shoulders tighter, biting her lower lip in concentration as she tries to hold onto this moment for as long as possible.

Even as her body quakes with orgasm after orgasm, Raven keeps her focus on making sure Pete reaches climax too. With one hand, she guides his palm downward over one breast, encouraging him to cup and squeeze it tightly while using the other hand to circle and tease his sensitive frenulum. As she watches his face contort with pleasure, she whispers hoarsely into his ear, "Cum for me, Pete... let it all out... I want to feel you fill me up."

Her hips buck violently against his, her inner muscles clamping down rhythmically around his cock as she tries desperately to draw out every last drop of his seed. His thrusts become erratic and powerful, echoing through the room as he finally succumbs to his release, painting both their stomachs with hot white cum. Her own orgasm hits hard then, like a wave crashing against the shore, sending her careening over the edge into euphoria. With a sharp cry, she collapses forward onto him, spent but still wanting more.

As the aftershocks of their intense coupling subside, Raven lies atop Pete, her breasts still pressed against his chest and her thighs spread wide on either side of him. She smiles to herself, satisfied that she was able to get what she came for without having to resort to any of her usual darker methods. Reaching up, she cups one breast in her hand once again, squeezing and massaging gently, relishing the sensation of his warm skin beneath her palm. Her free hand trails lower, trailing soft little kisses along his abdomen before finally coming to rest on the flat plane of his stomach.

With a contented sigh, she looks up at him through her lashes. "So, Pete... did I pass your test?" The corner of her mouth tilts up in a teasing smile.

At his confirmation, Raven grins mischievously. "I see you've done your homework." Reaching up with both hands, she takes one of his wrists in each palm, pulling his arms above his head to rest against the desk. Then, using just one hand now, she resumes massaging her breasts, kneading them roughly as they jiggle enticingly for him. "Well then," she murmurs huskily, leaning in to brush her lips across his ear, "maybe there's something else you can help me with..." She lets her tongue flick out, wetting his earlobe as she whispers, "Seeing as how we're working together now and all... would you like that?" Her touch grows even bolder, fingers digging deeper into her flesh as if daring him not to reply.

With a pleased little hum, Raven increases the pressure on her breasts, using both hands to knead and massage them roughly as if they were made of putty instead of firm, supple flesh. Her other hand continues to caress the skin over Pete's stomach, trailing teasing circles around his belly button before moving lower still, skimming along the edge of his boxer briefs and threatening to brush against his erect cock again.

She looks down at him from under her lashes, watching his face for any signs of discomfort or growing need. His pupils are dilated, his breath coming faster now; it's clear he's still aroused despite having just cum inside her. The thought makes a shiver run through her body, making her hips buck involuntarily against his abdomen. "Pete," she says softly, her voice low and sultry. "I could get used to this... being so close to you like this." She leans in, pressing one breast flush against his chest as she whispers directly into his ear, "I wonder what else we might be able to do together..." Trailing off suggestively, she waits for him to respond, not quite giving him the answer but leaving room for his imagination to run wild.

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Moaning softly at the feel of Pete's strong hands on her breasts, Raven arches her back slightly, offering herself up to his touch. With one arm still trapped above his head, she uses the other to guide his hands, showing him exactly how she wants them to move across her skin. Her hips grind against his lower abdomen, seeking out pressure points that make her crave more of this intimate contact.

Her free hand continues to tease and stroke lower, brushing lightly over the length of his cock once again before trailing lower still, parting the hair at the base of his thighs. "Pete," she breathes huskily, her voice thick with desire, "what would happen if I let you..." She dips her head, licking a line from his navel upward over his stomach, "...get even closer?" Her tongue glides teasingly over the tip of his erection, drawing a gasp from deep within his throat.

The feel of his restrained movements beneath her only serve to heighten the anticipation coursing through her body, making her heart race and her core ache with need. She watches his face intently, wanting nothing more than for him to take control now, to show her just how far they can go together...