Avengers Assembled: Stark Tower - Living Quarters & Common Areas
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				Title: <strong>Avengers Assembled: Stark Tower - Living Quarters &amp; Common Areas</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Veluux</strong> on <strong>27-06-2012, 07:31:25</strong>
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				Post by: <strong>blakel</strong> on <strong>06-08-2012, 19:18:34</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b52/jotunusmc/the-avengers-image09.jpg)</div><hr><br><span style="font-family: arial;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size">&nbsp; <strong>Name:</strong> Captain Steve Rogers<br>&nbsp; <strong>Title:</strong> Captain America<br>&nbsp; <strong>Location:</strong> Stark Tower, Common Areas<br>&nbsp; <strong>Time:</strong> 4:30 PM EST<br>&nbsp; <strong>Tags:</strong> <strong>Virginia "Pepper" Potts</strong><br><br><br></span></span><br><hr><br><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: times new roman;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 12pt;" class="bbc_size">Steve arrived at Stark Tower, awestruck as always when seeing it. It was massive, being the largest building in New York, and dwarfed every other building in the near area, putting in perspective the biblical "Tower of Babel." The only thing that could match the building in size was Tony's ego, the main reason for the grandeur of the tower in the first place. To anyone except Tony, approaching the tower gave one a feeling of being diminished in comparison.<br><br>Steve had come after realizing that he hadn't brought his shield to his gym, an incredibly careless error on his part. It was his greatest asset, even able to withstand the power of a demi-god. Without the shield, Steve's powers could only go so far. In addition, it would be good training to get back into the field as Fury had suggested a few months ago, and they might have a mission for him to go on. He had been pretty much useless over the past few months, and it was time to put his training to use. The fourteen mile run was also good training, taking just over an hour for Steve, because of his stamina and speed. He stepped inside and stood motionless in the lobby as the computer system scanned him, as a security measure.<br><br><br>"Good afternoon Captain Rogers," a computerized voice said. "How may I be of assistance?" Steve was still taken aback slightly whenever he heard the computerized system communicate. He still hadn't quite gotten used to modern technology. He regained his composure quickly though.<br><br><strong>Good afternoon to you too JARVIS. First, do you know where my shield is? I may have left it here. Also, are there any missions that I could be sent on?"</strong><br><br>"Your shield is with your other belongings in your personal living quarters. As for assignments, I have none in my database and Mr. Stark is currently approaching S.H.E.I.L.D. headquarters due to a personnel dispute, and isn't available. If you would I can contact Mr. Stark or Director Hill after he lands, to see if they have any projects available for you."<br><br><strong>"No thanks, JARVIS, I'll wait until Tony get's back from his trip. I'd rather not get involved in their growling match right now. Thank you."</strong><br><br>Steve headed into the elevator and started heading up to the floor with the team's living quarters -- if you could call them that. Though all staff had dormitories, members of The Avengers had something more like massive apartments. With the exception of Bruce, whose living quarters were deep in the basement, each of them had one on the fiftieth floor through the fifty-second. The high-speed elevator brought him up in a matter of seconds, making Steve's ears pop as it rushed up in a matter of seconds, and halted in a dizzying way. Steve stepped out of the elevator, and walked over to his apartment. He hadn't stayed much there, not really liking the feel of all of the modern appliances and systems. He briefly glanced out the window, looking over the Manhattan skyline, still somewhat shocked at how much New York had changed since the 1940's.<br><br><em>Now, where did I put my shield?</em></span></span></div>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Avengers Assembled: Stark Tower - Living Quarters &amp; Common Areas</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>The Golden Touch</strong> on <strong>22-08-2012, 07:05:23</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://images1.fanpop.com/images/image_uploads/Liv-liv-tyler-1235185_1024_768.jpg)</div><span style="font-size: 12pt;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: times new roman;" class="bbc_font"><strong>Name:</strong> Elizabeth 'Betty' Ross<br><strong>Title:</strong> Director of Communications- Stark Industries<br><strong>Location:</strong> Start Tower- Common Area ending in Stark Tower lobby<br><strong>Time:</strong> 6:00pm EST<br><strong>Tags:</strong> Open (Mentions Pepper Potts)</span></span><br><hr><hr><br>The brunette tossed her head, less than gently putting down her laptop bag and a duffle she had refused to be parted with at the car. Setting them at her feet with a mutter oath, she ran a hand through her hair in half irritation. Heavy pieces of- Elizabeth took a slow, cleansing breath. She was still trying to wrap her mind around why Stark had decided to fly out personally see to her recruitment into Stark Industries instead of letting her hear the short but sweet voice mail left on her cell. Upon touching down in the JFK airport, she had immediately climbed into the private car sent to retrieve her.<br><br>She had typed a few messages on the way to Stark Tower, one of which went personally to Maria Hill- Director of S.H.I.E.L.D.<br><br><em>Ms. Hill,<br><br>Respectfully, I must decline the offer of Director of Communications for S.H.I.E.L.D. <br>It is a prestigious position in company I have all the faith in the world in, <br>but I will be seeking another job offer that has fallen into my lap recently.<br><br>Thank you for your consideration,<br>Elizabeth Ross<br>Director of Communications- Stark Industries</em><br><br><br>Elizabeth had to smile at the signature. True, the position was only recently bestowed upon her but it was a bit of 'Tony Stark' channeling as she ended the email and sent it off. She was almost sure she would be grinding on Maria Hill's nerves quickly. She checked her phone, seeing no new messages and that it was around six. There was still time to find Pepper Potts and ask her for a detailed list of jobs she should be aware of, as well as prudent 'other' information. It may even be too late though to come barging in on someone around this time. She shrugged and retrieved her bags from the floor, having mostly ignored the lush surroundings until now. The woman shook her head, amused. Extravagance... That was Stark.<br><br>Stowing her bags in what would be her room, atleast for now and until she found suitable living arrangements outside the tower- She made for the elevator back to the lobby. Food was her next order of business, and she knew of a few good places to eat along the way in the area.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Avengers Assembled: Stark Tower - Living Quarters &amp; Common Areas</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>bubby</strong> on <strong>07-09-2012, 22:35:38</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zrj37UBhNk8/T16GnfHs7DI/AAAAAAAAB2w/NuVVaNxBuTE/s1600/Charlize-Theron-Hot3.jpg)</div><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: times new roman;" class="bbc_font"><strong>Name:</strong> Leena/Amora<br><strong>Title:</strong> The Enchantress<br><strong>Location:</strong> Stark Tower Lobby/ Outside the Tower<br><strong>Tags:</strong> Bruce Banner, Betty Ross, Loki</span></span><br><hr><hr> <br><br><div align="center"><em><strong>~Continued From R&amp;D Level~</strong></em></div><br><br><br>The elevator doors would open at their destination, and she would step out, knowing Bruce would follow. And Lo, at the portal 30 feet away, Elizabeth Ross stepped forth, surely able to see Leena and Bruce standing together. Bruce would have his back to Betty, and Leena would be able to see the woman over Bruce's shoulder. Oh fate, how glorious you were. She would slip close to Bruce, wrapping her arms around his strong shoulders, bare breasts beneath still slightly wet silk pressing against his chest. She would lay a lingering kiss upon his cheek, but this wouldn't be a simple gesture. The kiss she settled upon his flesh would be Enchanted. Were she to kiss his lips, he would be her slave for 24 hours, with the need of another kiss to renew the spell. As it was, laying her soft tiers against his stubbled face, he would dream of her. He would see her everywhere. He would need her, want her, she would always be on his mind, in his dreams. <strong> “ You've been so kind, and I hope I can repay you by being the best assistant ever...'</strong> she would murmur low before stepping back from him, exuding innocence and charm, speaking just loud enough that Betty would surely hear. <strong> “ .. but if I'm going to stay here I simply <em>must</em> have my own things! Plus, just look at me. Still wet from your shower! I'm going to head to my flat, pack up my meager belongings and turn in my key. I promise to return as soon as I can, and we can begin working! You're the best Mr. Banner...truly..”</strong> With a wave and a grin, she would whirl around to sway through the Lobby, heading to the exit and out the doors. Met with the sounds of the city, her demeanor would shift instantly. She would begin to weave her way through the throng of people, her mind opening.<br><br><em>Loki... Master.... I am waiting...</em><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Avengers Assembled: Stark Tower - Living Quarters &amp; Common Areas</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Keaton</strong> on <strong>22-09-2012, 22:52:31</strong>
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				<hr><div class="floatleft">(http://www.mtv.com/movies/photos/i/the_incredible_hulk_flip/281x211.jpg)</div><br><span style="font-size: 12pt;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: georgia;" class="bbc_font"><strong>Name:</strong> Bruce Banner<br><strong>Title:</strong> The Hulk<br><strong>Location:</strong> Stark Tower, Living Quarters and Common Areas<br><strong>Tags:</strong>Betty Ross</span></span><br><hr><br>Bruce was left speechless, mouth falling open when Leena drew close, the kiss on the cheek catching him utterly by surprise. <strong>"I.."</strong> The scientist stammered as she withdrew but then mustered his typical, sheepish smile. <strong>"Well, great. I look forward to the two of us working together."</strong> He remarked, oblivious to his former sweetheart standing just a matter of feet away, within earshot, as his attention was steadily fixated upon his new assistant. Even as the blonde beauty left his eyes were drawn to the seemingly purposeful sway of her hips with each practiced step. It was enough to make him shudder with excitement, and it was only then that he felt the presence of someone else. Turning on his heel Banner was struck with yet another shock that left him similarly without words.<br><br><strong>"Betty! How..uhm, what are you doing here? Did Tony invite you here?"</strong> Truthfully he was both nervous and excited to see her, especially considering what the brunette had more than likely observed between him and Leena. Scratching the back of his head he felt the situation required clarification, although he was also compelled to discover the reason for her being here at Stark Tower. In any case he figured the answers would come out in due time. Even seeing her, fond memories flooding back, his face was still tingling from Leena's enchanted kiss, and his mind was also plagued by such fantasies of his new assistant as well. Try as he might to push them aside.<br>
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				Post by: <strong>The Golden Touch</strong> on <strong>25-09-2012, 01:20:48</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qV4XK31xghc/ThmmHwnbVGI/AAAAAAAAB4s/obyzAGbZdp8/s1600/Liv-Tyler-images.jpg)</div><span style="font-size: 12pt;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: times new roman;" class="bbc_font"><strong>Name:</strong> Elizabeth 'Betty' Ross<br><strong>Title:</strong> Director of Communications- Stark Industries<br><strong>Location:</strong> Start Tower- Stark Tower lobby<br><strong>Tags:</strong> Bruce Banner (Mentions Leena)</span></span><br><hr><hr><br>It was a sick and twisted thing that Fate decided to pull on her tonight as she stepped out of the bank of elevators on the ground floor of the Stark Tower. Unfortunately for Elizabeth, her estranged lover, Bruce Banner stepped out across from her completely focused on the damp looking blonde strumpet. His back was to her, and she tried not think the worst immediately. Please be a coworker... Please, please, please. The brunette took a cleansing breath, which ended up whistling out as the sound of a tea kettle about to boil over when the blonde stood on tiptoe to kiss Bruce's cheek. Yes, because coworkers often looked like they'd stepped out from under a tropical waterfall. There was no concealing the conversation, and her fingers tightened on the strap of her purse. It seemed Bruce had not waited for her after all.<br><br><em> “ .. but if I'm going to stay here I simply must have my own things! Plus, just look at me. Still wet from your shower! I'm going to head to my flat, pack up my meager belongings and turn in my key. I promise to return as soon as I can, and we can begin working! You're the best Mr. Banner...truly..”</em><br><br>Elizabeth clamped down, setting her face into a pleasant mask she learned from her father and shook her head. Her answers were easy to find now, and perhaps she would not need to be around all that long. There were other jobs she could find. Resolute, she did not watch the woman walk away from Bruce, but started away from the elevators (Unfortunately the front doors were in his general direction). He turned, and she felt the same shiver of pleasure when the full weight of his gaze landed on. <br><br><em>"Betty! How..uhm, what are you doing here? Did Tony invite you here?"</em><br><br>She stilled, wheeling to face him and meeting his gaze with as much professional courtesy as she could muster, <strong>"I am the new Director of Communications for Stark Industries. Mr. Stark was kind enough to offer me the position."</strong> Elizabeth smiled, an emotion that did not reach her cool blue eyes as they flickered over him. <strong>"I'm glad to see you've had a blossoming career here. Perhaps we'll work together at some point,"</strong> The woman said, offering him her slim, pale hand.
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				Post by: <strong>ambrosial</strong> on <strong>29-09-2012, 01:34:34</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://susansternberg.files.wordpress.com/2011/05/natalie-portman-thor-movie.jpg)&nbsp; &nbsp;</div><strong>Name:</strong> Jane Foster<br><strong>Title:</strong> Stark Industries Consultant<br><strong>Locale:</strong> Jane's Trailer (on the Tower balcony)<br><strong>Time:</strong> 6:56 pm, Eastern time<br><strong>Tags:</strong> Thor<br><hr><br><div align="center"><span style="font-family: times new roman;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong><em>...continued from Stark Tower - War Room (http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=144299.msg6990942#msg6990942)</em></strong></span></span></div><br>Jane lead the way to her trailer, perched incongruously on the stylish balcony of Stark Tower, partially obscuring the spectacular view of the city. Its thin door swung open with a creaking sound, hinges rattled by its graceless descent onto the roof.<br><br>Once inside its narrow interior, Jane found her nerves fluttering in the pit of her stomach. She’d been craving time alone with Thor, and now that she had it, she wasn’t sure what to <em>do</em>, not now that Loki had shaken her confidence.<br><br>She nervously tried to clear the clutter off her bed, tossing sweatshirts and a bag of chips aside and smoothing the bed linens down. Stubborn wrinkles lingered still. Jane sat on the edge of the mattress and studied her nails, suddenly at a loss for words.<br><br>“I, uhm…” She cleared her throat and began again, forcing herself to look at Thor. “Loki visited me earlier.” She knew that he knew, but Jane needed to tell him herself.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Avengers Assembled: Stark Tower - Living Quarters &amp; Common Areas</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mathim</strong> on <strong>29-09-2012, 20:09:29</strong>
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				<hr><div class="floatleft">(http://digitalmediageek.com/wp-content/uploads/2011/05/thor-jane1.jpg)</div><br><span style="font-size: 13pt;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: georgia;" class="bbc_font"><strong>Name:</strong> Thor Odinson<br><strong>Title:</strong> God of Thunder<br><strong>Location:</strong> Stark Tower Rooftop<br><strong>Time:</strong> 6:58 pm<br><strong>Tags:</strong> Jane Foster, Heimdall (telepathically from Asgard) </span></span><br><br><div align="center"><span style="font-family: times new roman;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong><em>...continued from Stark Tower - War Room (http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=144299.msg6990942#msg6990942)</em></strong></span></span></div><br>Jane had underestimated Thor's growth after the many trials he had faced. He had regrettably seen what the throne, the desire for it anyway, had done to Loki, and now had the painful truth of the weight of it lying in front of him. Truthfully, being there with Jane, and among his friends, was almost like trying to escape from the burden of all his problems and though it shamed him to think it, he did wish to remain there with those who made him feel at ease. Jane's brave refusal to cower and hide, however, was helping to strengthen his resolve and make the sacrifices he needed to perform his duties. As she squeezed his hand to reassure him, he brought hers to his lips as he had done when they first had to say goodbye, a small 'thank you' for her kind spirit. Even in this dark time she lifted his mood to heights he couldn't hope to reach via flight.<br><strong><br>"I don't recall if a room was prepared for myself, either."</strong> he replied, feeling a mixture of excitement and discomfort, having meekly suggested they might share a room. His feelings for Jane were strong, but there had to be a measure of propriety, didn't there? Then again, these Midgardians had such a different culture-look at Stark and his bevy of curvy employees, after all-would Jane want to share her bed with him now?<br><br>Thor had already seen a 'before and after' of the rooftop and instinctively turned toward Jane's trailer when the elevator doors opened. He wondered how much she had inside there and if he could really help her carry it all; weight wasn't a problem, but if it was a lot of little things he would be afraid he might break them or that he wouldn't be large enough to hold everything. Much as he wished to make himself useful, this yet again reminded him that a war prince was a war prince, and this was not his world. But he determinedly asked to at least try. <strong>"Just make note of what you wish to bring, and I will carry as much as I am able. Take your time, I must check upon things for a moment."</strong> he opened the door to let her in, having not lost his chivalrous manner around her.<br><br>Thor sat down on the floor of the trailer, crossing both legs and pointing Mjolnir downward as he clutched it with both hands. He closed his eyes and breathed deeply, sending out his thoughts and awaiting Heimdall to pick up on them. The watchful guardian of Asgard responded quickly, most likely having been ordered to keep a close eye on Thor by Queen Frigga.<br><br><em>"Heimdall, I have made contact with my allies from before. Loki is nowhere to be found as of yet but we are moving to strike against him when we find him. What of Asgard? Have things changed in my absence?"</em> Thor spoke in his mind.<br><br><em>"Your father remains in the Odinsleep with your mother watching over him. Our armies have been placed on standby if Loki turns his anger upon Asgard and I have been surveying the other realms for subversive activity. No threats have surfaced yet, but Loki may be hiding in any of the nine realms even now, masking his presence from me as before."</em> Heimdall replied.<br><em><br>"Inform me immediately if anything changes. I may not be able to return but I may have need of any new information. I am relying on you, Heimdall. You are the only link I have now to home."</em> Thor ordered, preparing to end the thought transmission.<br><em><br>"As you command, my King."</em> Heimdall closed the link.<br><br>Thor winced before he opened his eyes. 'King' Thor...that did not sit well with him. Not just because his father still lived, but because he wasn't there to sit upon the throne, nor did he feel worthy of the title yet. He looked around the trailer and smiled at Jane. <strong>"Have you decided what to bring inside?"</strong> he inquired, standing up.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Avengers Assembled: Stark Tower - Living Quarters &amp; Common Areas</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ambrosial</strong> on <strong>29-09-2012, 22:11:38</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://veryaware.com/wp-content/uploads/2011/02/Thor-and-Natalie-Portman-470x226.jpg)&nbsp; &nbsp; </div><strong>Name:</strong> Jane Foster<br><strong>Title:</strong> Stark Industries Consultant<br><strong>Locale:</strong> Jane's Trailer (Stark Tower Roof Level)<br><strong>Time:</strong> 7:00 pm, Eastern time<br><strong>Tags:</strong> Thor<br><hr><br>Thor's lips pressed to her hand, and Jane couldn't fight the bright smile that came to her face. Such a simple gesture, but it had a huge effect on her, made her think of an earlier age of gentleman and chivalry and of their earliest days together in the desert.<br><br>Later, inside the trailer, Thor seemed to retreat to his own thoughts, her comment on Loki going unacknowledged. Jane sighed and picked at her nails, trying to formulate the words in her head, plotting just <em>how</em> to tell Thor of her encounter with his adopted brother. Thor seemed occupied with "checking on things," whatever that meant, and that gave her time to gather her nerve. Jane's rational mind insisted that she should hardly feel so frightened or guilty, for she really had nothing to confess, had done nothing wrong, but her heart was reluctant still. <br><br>"Yeah, I know what I need, but..." Jane looked up as Thor stood. "There's something I need to tell you first." She patted the empty space on the mattress beside her, indicating he should take a seat. <br><br>"Loki visited me earlier," she began again, just diving right in. "I...thought he was you. Until he..." Jane swallowed, eyes darting downward to her hands. "Until he threatened me, threatened to force himself on me." <br><br>"I..." Her words failed, and Jane tugged her left sleeve up, revealing the dark mark encircling her wrist. It was all the evidence she couldn't voice herself, though part of her instantly regretted showing Thor the mark Loki had left.<br><br><em>What if he were angry with her? What if he no longer wanted her after his brother had touched her, left his mark?</em>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Avengers Assembled: Stark Tower - Living Quarters &amp; Common Areas</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mathim</strong> on <strong>30-09-2012, 23:59:45</strong>
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				<hr><div class="floatleft">(http://digitalmediageek.com/wp-content/uploads/2011/05/thor-jane1.jpg)</div><br><span style="font-size: 13pt;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: georgia;" class="bbc_font"><strong>Name:</strong> Thor Odinson<br><strong>Title:</strong> God of Thunder<br><strong>Location:</strong> Stark Tower Rooftop<br><strong>Time:</strong> 7:01 pm<br><strong>Tags:</strong> Jane Foster </span></span><br><br>Jane had worked up her nerve sooner than Thor believed she might, perhaps because his presence there had emboldened her. In any case, he listened calmly; certainly he'd already heard the gist of it but the details were new to him, and Loki's treachery was far more low than even Thor had wanted to believe. To think that two men who grew up in such a similar environment could turn out so different...<br><br>Thor took a deep breath and held it as he stared at the evidence of Loki's trespass. What exactly was this game he was playing? Did he really wish to die at Thor's hands this badly? Visions of crushing the frost giant's skull with Mjolnir as the fallen brother begged for mercy that would not come flashed through Thor's mind. Never mind what his mother would say, this would not stand.<br><br><strong>"I will kill him."</strong> Thor said simply, after exhaling slowly through his nose. <strong>"This cannot be allowed to be repeated, on any level, to anyone in any realm."</strong> he shook his head. Jane looked ashamed to face him, yet another slight from Loki. Thor had to take drastic measures. Taking Jane in his arms, he put his fingers beneath her chin to lift her head to his level, and kissed her passionately. Nothing Loki could do to her would make him love her any less. She had to know that, and he would prove it to her as many times as she wished.<br><br><strong>"I love you, Jane Foster. Loki cannot change that, even if he gains the power to change the heavens."</strong> he whispered in her ear, giving her his solemn word.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Avengers Assembled: Stark Tower - Living Quarters &amp; Common Areas</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ambrosial</strong> on <strong>01-10-2012, 03:48:04</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://detersiviallaspina.files.wordpress.com/2012/05/chris-hemsworth-thor-and-natalie-portman.jpg)&nbsp; &nbsp;</div><strong>Name:</strong> Jane Foster<br><strong>Title:</strong> Stark Industries Consultant<br><strong>Locale:</strong> Jane's Trailer (Stark Tower Roof Level)<br><strong>Time:</strong> 7:02 pm, Eastern time<br><strong>Tags:</strong> Thor<br><hr><br>Jane’s breath hung in her throat as she awaited Thor’s response. He studied the mark around her wrist in silence, and eventually, she shoved her sleeve back down, hiding the shameful memory from sight, even though she knew it was still there, mocking her.<br><br>“I don’t -” she began, though she had little clue what she’d intended to say at all, but at any rate, it soon didn’t matter, for Thor lifted her chin and pressed his lips to hers in a fierce kiss. Jane’s worries faded to the back of her mind, and she let herself be swept up into the moment. <br><br>She’d been so busy lately, so caught up in work - it couldn’t hurt to be a little selfish now, could it? Especially now that Thor was here and real and <em>hers</em>.<br><br>So Jane threw herself into the kiss fully, needily returning the pressure of her mouth against Thor’s and wrapping her arms around his neck, fingers threading in his long hair. “Thank you,” she whispered earnestly when their lips parted. It was as close to “I love you” as she could manage at the moment, but it would have to do, she hoped.<br><br>“Do you…want to stay the night? With me?” Jane offered, only a tiny note of hesitation in her voice. She knew what she wanted, reason be damned, and she wasn’t taking another chance to lose Thor.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Avengers Assembled: Stark Tower - Living Quarters &amp; Common Areas</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mathim</strong> on <strong>01-10-2012, 17:39:40</strong>
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				<hr><div class="floatleft">(http://detersiviallaspina.files.wordpress.com/2012/05/chris-hemsworth-thor-and-natalie-portman.jpg)</div><br><span style="font-size: 13pt;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: georgia;" class="bbc_font"><strong>Name:</strong> Thor Odinson<br><strong>Title:</strong> God of Thunder<br><strong>Location:</strong> Stark Tower Rooftop<br><strong>Time:</strong> 7:03 pm<br><strong>Tags:</strong> Jane Foster </span></span><br><br><strong>"Of course I do."</strong> he answered honestly. <strong>"If that is what you want, too. If this is only because we may not get another chance, I would not push you to do something..."</strong> he understood all too well that Loki was still lurking out there and might very well take his chance to put an end to his hated rival in a vulnerable moment, the cowardly lout. Time felt short despite their happy reunion and no sign of Loki's overall plan being put into action.<br><br>The tiny space of the trailer would be rather intimate but still, he would have preferred a proper bedchamber to share with Jane. <strong>"Shall we go back inside?"</strong> he asked, embarrassed about his last comment. Of course it wasn't unreasonable to think Jane wanted to be with him, after their parting in New Mexico, that kiss they shared should have told him everything he needed to know about her feelings. He fumbled about, grabbing the things she had pointed to, filling up his arms with the necessary equipment and allowing her to grab whatever few personal items she would need before the next day.<br><br>Much as Thor grudgingly admitted, Loki was right; Jane had changed him, quite radically, but it was a change for the better, as his father intended. Loki was becoming worse all the time, it seemed, for the opposite reason. If he'd had someone like Jane to better him and make him comfortable with himself, Loki might be stopped without total war. But what were the odds a madman like him would be able to find a woman to love him? Thor almost scoffed at the very idea. But then again, his father had told him this time Loki was not acting alone...<br><br>Thor scolded himself for allowing his thoughts to distract him when this time ought to have been reserved for Jane. <strong>"I hope the others won't have need of us until the morning..."</strong> he smiled, knowing they were being naughty in more ways than one, shirking off their duties and of course fraternizing...not that the latter was anyone's business but their own. Nor was someone like Stark in any position to judge them on relationship matters.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Avengers Assembled: Stark Tower - Living Quarters &amp; Common Areas</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ambrosial</strong> on <strong>01-10-2012, 18:59:17</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://veryaware.com/wp-content/uploads/2011/02/Thor-and-Natalie-Portman-470x226.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Jane Foster<br><strong>Title:</strong> Stark Industries Consultant<br><strong>Locale:</strong> Stark Tower Living Quarters - Jane's Room<br><strong>Time:</strong> 7:05 pm, Eastern time<br><strong>Tags:</strong> Thor<br><hr><br>"Right, it's...no, it's fine," Jane fumbled, hating the way she hesitated, how her tongue seemed to trip over itself <em>now</em> of all times. Maybe they <em>were</em> rushing into things, but Jane was tired of waiting. She'd waited her whole life, for doctoral applications and research grants and paper proposals and Einstein–Rosen bridges and Thor...<br>&nbsp;<br>And it was all too much. She was sick of waiting, needed to <em>act</em>, even if her eloquence failed her now.<br>&nbsp;<br>She pointed out a few carefully boxed pieces of equipment, mostly Frankenstein beasts of technology she'd lugged together herself (they weren't graceful, but they worked) and led the way inside the Tower's living areas. Jane addressed the AI Jarvis, who gave her directions to an empty suite down one of the halls, and guided Thor inside, tossing her duffel bag onto an empty chair.<br>&nbsp;<br>"Just put those there," she gestured to an empty desk across from the bed large enough to comfortably fit the stack of boxes. "Carefully," Jane added - just in case - and took a sit on the edge of mattress. She realized with another surge of embarrassment that now that the moment had come she was at a loss for what to do. She wasn't a virgin and wasn't naturally that self-conscious but being around Thor made it all...<em>different</em> and much more awkward than it should have been. Perhaps her encounter with Loki was also partially to blame for her hesitation now.<br>&nbsp;<br><em>Some seductress you are, Jane</em>.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Avengers Assembled: Stark Tower - Living Quarters &amp; Common Areas</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mathim</strong> on <strong>01-10-2012, 21:51:29</strong>
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				<hr><div class="floatleft">(http://images.hitfix.com/photos/909165/How-did-Thor-get-back-to-Earth-and-did-he-sidestep-Jane-Foster_gallery_primary.jpg)</div><br><span style="font-size: 13pt;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: georgia;" class="bbc_font"><strong>Name:</strong> Thor Odinson<br><strong>Title:</strong> God of Thunder<br><strong>Location:</strong> Stark Tower Living Quarters, Jane's Suite<br><strong>Time:</strong> 7:06 pm<br><strong>Tags:</strong> Jane Foster </span></span><br><br>Thor's arms were full but his ability to command Mjolnir allowed him to use the enchanted hammer to push against the heavy load from the opposite side to keep it from toppling over; still, he could barely see where he was going but followed the sound of Jane's footsteps and safely made it without bumping into anything or breaking anything. It was amazing how careful he was when she was present versus how impatient and careless he was upon first entering the tower.<br><br>He gratefully set down the stacks on the desk and let Mjolnir gently rest upon the chair in front of it. He doubted he would need it no matter how rough things might get in the next few minutes. Unburdened by his weapon, Thor felt more at ease now and stretched, willing the day's fatigue away for one last time. He may not have been experienced in these matters-and of course he wasn't married to Jane-but things were meant to change and he understood that if he was ever going to integrate Midgardian culture into his own, he would have to do as they did.<br><br>Having always been more of a fighter than a lover, Thor was counting on his physical strength and endurance to help him perform. He was actually embarrassed to admit this to Jane, though she probably didn't know what to expect from him in the first place. No matter how human he looked, it was impossible to deny that the Asgardian was anything but. If he tried to lay on top of her, he would crush her flat. Awkward as it may have been, he would have to tell her that the mortals' missionary position would be out of the question.<br><br>Jane had already seen Thor shirtless (and even in a meager hospital gown the second time she bumped him with her car) so he had no hesitation in removing his upper garment. The flexible Asgardian armor slid right over his head, and his armguards fell from his wrist as easily. Jane hadn't begun to disrobe yet, perhaps now feeling as conflicted as Thor did. Or perhaps...she just needed some encouragement? He slipped behind her, his hands sliding up from her hips, to her front and running up to her breasts and stopping at her shoulders, where he planted a soft but enduring kiss where her neck and shoulders met.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Avengers Assembled: Stark Tower - Living Quarters &amp; Common Areas</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ambrosial</strong> on <strong>01-10-2012, 23:09:25</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://susansternberg.files.wordpress.com/2011/05/natalie-portman-thor-movie.jpg)&nbsp; &nbsp;</div><strong>Name:</strong> Jane Foster<br><strong>Title:</strong> Stark Industries Consultant<br><strong>Locale:</strong> Jane's Room<br><strong>Time:</strong> 7:07 pm, Eastern time<br><strong>Tags:</strong> Thor<br><hr><br>For his own part, Thor did not hesitate, tugging his armor off his chest with little ado, and Jane had to be grateful for his tendency to act rather than debate. Left to her own devices, she might play the Hamlet, perpetually thinking and plotting instead of <em>doing</em>. <br><br>Thor's warrior lifestyle - and perhaps magical alien DNA, who knew? - had gifted him with a sculpted physique, and <em>this</em> time Jane could admire him openly, not gawking awkwardly and looking away as she'd done when they'd first met and he'd changed clothes in her lab. (She still blushed a little, though, despite herself)<br><br>His weight settled on the mattress behind her, large hand sliding up from her hips to her shoulders, skimming over her breasts. The kiss Thor planted at the nape of her neck was the match Jane needed to spur her into action, and she squirmed away from his touch, just long enough to pull her jacket over and off, revealing her simple camisole underneath. The thin cloth did little to hide the outline of her nipples, firm from pent-up anticipation.<br><br>Jane swiveled in place, turning to face Thor and tucking her knees beneath her. She reached out, tracing fingertips over his hand and along his forearm. "Can I touch you?" she asked. It might've been a stupid question, except, she really had no way to gauge Thor's expectations for sex (Maybe Asgardians just threw each other against a wall and had at it; she had no clue), so she was going to take the steady, scientific approach.<br><br><em>Mapping out the contours of Thor's body was going to be a whole hell of lot more fun than diagramming star clusters.</em>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Avengers Assembled: Stark Tower - Living Quarters &amp; Common Areas</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mathim</strong> on <strong>02-10-2012, 17:37:49</strong>
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				<hr><div class="floatleft">(http://images.hitfix.com/photos/909165/How-did-Thor-get-back-to-Earth-and-did-he-sidestep-Jane-Foster_gallery_primary.jpg)</div><br><span style="font-size: 13pt;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: georgia;" class="bbc_font"><strong>Name:</strong> Thor Odinson<br><strong>Title:</strong> God of Thunder<br><strong>Location:</strong> Stark Tower Living Quarters, Jane's Suite<br><strong>Time:</strong> 7:08 pm<br><strong>Tags:</strong> Jane Foster </span></span><br><em><br>Haven't I already done just that, or should I have asked permission?</em> Thor thought, Jane's unexpected question catching him off-guard. That, and the fact that the bed was creaking precariously under his weight, which due to his density caused him to be roughly twice as heavy as a mortal of his size. But Jane's obvious signs of arousal, erect nipples mirroring what was happening inside of his pants, helped him proceed without delay. <strong>"Please do."</strong> he insisted, gently gripping her wrist and bringing her hand forward to his chest, which she seemed unable to take her eyes from.<br><br>With Jane able to explore the tight pectorals and abdominals his shirtless form sported, Thor dipped his thumbs into his beltline and slowly tugged his bottoms off, revealing a thin pair of undershorts where a very obvious bulge was visible down the right leg, looking very constricted underneath. He was happy to wait, however, while Jane admired him. He had of course seen the other Avengers in their ordinary states and apart from Rogers, none of them appeared to be quite as in shape as he, unless Banner was in an angry mood, of course. If the greatest heroes in the world weren't all up to his physical condition, it should come as no surprise that Jane hadn't seen anything quite this impressive before. That, or maybe she was just fascinated to be laying hands on a man from another world in a way that hadn't likely been done before.<br><br>Of course, idle hands were rather wicked, so naturally Thor mutually took his opportunity to explore Jane's body. He had his curiosities, of course, but his upbringing had given him plenty of clues about what to expect; watching Sif battle in her various dressings was sufficient to leave very little to the imagination. But he was fixated on Jane now, delicately pinching the straps of her camisole and pulling them down the sides of her arms and letting the camisole slowly fall below her breasts. They were quite nice, he thought, just the right size and shape. He became even more excited now, shifting his position and scooting further up the bed, turning to lie on his back. He beckoned for Jane to follow and climb over him and continue her experimental groping and observation.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Avengers Assembled: Stark Tower - Living Quarters &amp; Common Areas</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ambrosial</strong> on <strong>02-10-2012, 20:10:51</strong>
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				<br><div class="floatright">(http://ris.fashion.telegraph.co.uk/RichImageService.svc/imagecontent/1/TMG9456275/m/diorskin_2301310a.jpg) &nbsp; </div><strong>Name:</strong> Jane Foster<br><strong>Title:</strong> Stark Industries Consultant<br><strong>Locale:</strong> Jane's Room<br><strong>Time:</strong> 7:09 pm, Eastern time<br><strong>Tags:</strong> Thor<br><hr><br>Jane just grinned, a little silly like a kid in a candy store, and let her hands be guided to Thor's bare chest. He was <em>definitely</em> more buff than any of her past lovers, and the novel feel of firm muscle - denser still than that of a human man of the same build - under her fingertips was one she relished. She pinched a blunt nipple with a giggle then resumed her more "serious" explorations, only pausing her sensual mapping to help Thor shrug the tiny straps of her camisole off her shoulders and beneath her breasts.<br>&nbsp;<br>Underneath, she wore a simple bra of dark blue with a pink naval pattern, complete with ropes and anchors. Jane flushed a bit and laughed at herself. <em>Good day to wear the sailor bra, Jane.</em> Still, embarrassing choice of pattern of no, the bra hugged the curves of her breasts well and bared much of her cleavage to the eye.<br>&nbsp;<br>Her own gaze was caught by the obvious erection straining Thor's undergarments, and Jane felt a surge of feminine pride that he was already that hard for <em>her</em>. She wanted to touch, but not yet. <em>Might as well have a little fun first.</em><br>&nbsp;<br>Jane tugged her camisole over and off her head, tossing it away, and shimmied out of her jeans, adding them to the pile of clothes littering the floor. Then she obliged Thor, giving him her best sultry smile as she crawled across the bed and over him, straddling his waist in nothing but her bra and panties. The seductive expression felt totally foreign to Jane, and it wasn't one she could maintain for long, so she giggled again, pressing quick, light kisses to Thor's nose and cheeks.<br>&nbsp;<br>Her eyes shone with a self-indulgent glee, and her hair fell in soft waves like a curtain over his face. "What do you want?" Jane whispered low, just to hear him say it.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Avengers Assembled: Stark Tower - Living Quarters &amp; Common Areas</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mathim</strong> on <strong>03-10-2012, 00:10:53</strong>
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				<hr><div class="floatleft">(http://michellemiles.net/blog/wp-content/uploads/2011/05/Thor-Shirtless.jpg)</div><br><span style="font-size: 13pt;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: georgia;" class="bbc_font"><strong>Name:</strong> Thor Odinson<br><strong>Title:</strong> God of Thunder<br><strong>Location:</strong> Stark Tower Living Quarters, Jane's Suite<br><strong>Time:</strong> 7:10 pm<br><strong>Tags:</strong> Jane Foster </span></span><br><br>Jane's barely covered body was much more arousing than he'd suspected, though her choice of lingerie was a tad bit peculiar; he wasn't familiar with maritime themes and so wasn't sure how to interpret the patterns on her bra, but what he wanted now to was to get her out of that as quickly as possible, that and the last piece of cloth keeping him from being able to see her womanhood. But he wanted to remove those garments himself, and to have her remove the last thing he was wearing. Being able to share that between each other was one last piece of agreement between them that this was right, no matter how quickly they may have been jumping into it.<br><br><strong>"I want you, and no other, more than anything in the whole of creation."</strong> he answered honestly, stroking her cheek, kissing her again. <strong>"Let us hide nothing from one another."</strong> he suggested, reaching up behind her to undo her bra. Her bare breasts spilled forth, firm and round, her nipples gorgeous and looking delicious. He had been so fixated on her earthly beauty that the rest of her body eluded his imagination and it now overwhelmed him, making him wish to explore her as she had done with him. But it was now her turn again, to do as she wished, to touch him again wherever she pleased, or to remove the last thing keeping him from being utterly bare, and unleashing his serpent.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Avengers Assembled: Stark Tower - Living Quarters &amp; Common Areas</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ambrosial</strong> on <strong>03-10-2012, 01:11:07</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://ris.fashion.telegraph.co.uk/RichImageService.svc/imagecontent/1/TMG9456275/m/diorskin_2301310a.jpg)&nbsp; &nbsp;</div><strong>Name:</strong> Jane Foster<br><strong>Title:</strong> Stark Industries Consultant<br><strong>Locale:</strong> Jane's Room<br><strong>Time:</strong> 7:11 pm, Eastern time<br><strong>Tags:</strong> Thor<br><hr><br>Jane felt a pang in her heart at Thor’s admission that he wanted her. How could she doubt such sincerity? There was more than mere lust in that honest tone, and those emotions spurred her on to lean over and press her lips to his in a deep kiss.<br><br>She sat up with a gasp for breath, and her sailor-themed bra was slipped off, abandoned with her other clothes. Her breasts, laid bare, were not overly large, but they were perky, and her nipples were firm, a dusky pink. “Eager, hmm?” Jane grinned at Thor’s next suggestion, but she couldn’t honestly say that she wasn’t practically humming with anticipation herself. They’d waited a <em>long</em> time for this.<br><br>Taking his hands in her own, Jane placed his palms against her breasts, cupping them. “Touch me,” she requested instead, squirming in place over his clothed erection, rubbing her dampening panties over Thor’s firm bulge.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Avengers Assembled: Stark Tower - Living Quarters &amp; Common Areas</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mathim</strong> on <strong>03-10-2012, 02:10:01</strong>
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				<hr><div class="floatleft">(http://cdn.fd.uproxx.com/wp-content/uploads/2011/02/Thor-Shirtless.jpg)</div><br><span style="font-size: 13pt;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: georgia;" class="bbc_font"><strong>Name:</strong> Thor Odinson<br><strong>Title:</strong> God of Thunder<br><strong>Location:</strong> Stark Tower Living Quarters, Jane's Suite<br><strong>Time:</strong> 7:12 pm<br><strong>Tags:</strong> Jane Foster </span></span><br><br>Thor couldn't help but laugh good-naturedly at Jane's teasing about his excitement. Well, could she blame him for being so eager to make love to a woman as amazing as her? A man who was as good as King of an entire realm had chosen her, out of an entire other realm, as his true love, and yet she was so modestly indifferent to this, valuing him for his inner self and not what his power could give to her. As far as he was concerned, he was the one who had truly been fortunate to share a bed with her. <strong>"I think the feeling is contagious."</strong> he grinned as he rubbed his finger around her stiffened nipple, evidence that she, too, was greatly anticipating their consummation.<br><br>Thor did more than touch, of course, as he leaned forward to bring his lips to her bosom and ran his tongue in a circular motion around her areola and nipple, before closing his mouth upon it and sucking, letting the tip pop out of his mouth and then, giving her a sly wink, pursing his lips and blowing cold air against it, watching the nipple stiffen even more under the contrast of temperature. His head still beneath hers, he left a trail of kisses up from her chest, all along her neck until he met her lips again. Lying back again, hugging her to himself, he held her close to him with one hand and let the other curiously wander beneath her panties, rubbing the flesh of her bottom, squeezing and cupping it as he had done with her breasts, pleasantly surprised at how similar the two portions of her figure felt.<br><br>He would have sworn his manhood would burst forth out of his undershorts with Jane grinding over him like this, the unfamiliar feeling of gratification from sexuality striking him as superior to the thrill from battle and victory. This 'battle' would also have no losers, which made it even more of a better alternative to what he used to do to make himself feel good. If only this was also as useful for him to contribute to the team as his fighting ability...
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Avengers Assembled: Stark Tower - Living Quarters &amp; Common Areas</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ambrosial</strong> on <strong>03-10-2012, 03:34:09</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://ris.fashion.telegraph.co.uk/RichImageService.svc/imagecontent/1/TMG9456275/m/diorskin_2301310a.jpg)&nbsp; &nbsp;</div><strong>Name:</strong> Jane Foster<br><strong>Title:</strong> Stark Industries Consultant<br><strong>Locale:</strong> Jane's Room<br><strong>Time:</strong> 7:13 pm, Eastern time<br><strong>Tags:</strong> Thor<br><hr><br>Jane sighed and arched her back, giving Thor improved access to her breasts. His lips and tongue, eager and warm over her pebbled nipple, made her shiver, and she ground her hips harder down on his fabric-covered shaft with a small whimper.<br><br>As he pulled her close once more, the firm mounds of her breasts pressed against his muscled chest, hard nipples grazing against his skin. Thor slipped his large hands beneath the band of her panties, and the feel of him cupping the cheeks of her ass was more than Jane could take lying still. She’d lost her patience.<br><br>She pulled free from his embrace and scooted back on her knees, taking a moment to admire the shape of Thor’s manhood beneath cloth. Jane gave his erection a teasing squeeze through his undershorts and then impatiently tugged the garment down, wresting him free of the fabric.<br><br>“I want to see you,” she declared, taking his manhood in hand.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Avengers Assembled: Stark Tower - Living Quarters &amp; Common Areas</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mathim</strong> on <strong>03-10-2012, 16:56:05</strong>
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				<hr><div class="floatleft">(http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-f_HxupTX79U/T-57zfkeMiI/AAAAAAAALvs/gGaGOviBN7s/s1600/Chris-Hemsworth-Shirtless-photo-scene-in-Thor-4.jpg)</div><br><span style="font-size: 13pt;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: georgia;" class="bbc_font"><strong>Name:</strong> Thor Odinson<br><strong>Title:</strong> God of Thunder<br><strong>Location:</strong> Stark Tower Living Quarters, Jane's Suite<br><strong>Time:</strong> 7:14 pm<br><strong>Tags:</strong> Jane Foster </span></span><br><br>Jane's quick reaction yielded positive results, as she liberated Thor's throbbing cock from his undergarment and the red-hot tower of flesh stood at attention. As she laid her hand on it, the heat from her palm sent a flash of hotness up through Thor's body and he felt a sweat break about his forehead. He moaned unconsciously as Jane's grip peeled back his foreskin and revealed the tip of his cock, the most sensitive bit to the air of the room. If it felt this good just to have her hand around his shaft, he could not conceive how it might feel to have the other parts of her form stimulating his nerve center.<br><br>His shaft's thickness was such that her hand could fit all the way around it, her fingertips just connecting, and still a few inches poked up from her gripping fist. Not unimpressive for a man most would consider a 'god', but something he was not overly concerned with, so he was modestly wondering what Jane would think of it. It was nobody's business but hers anyway, as she was the only woman to ever see him in this state since his mother bathed him in his infancy.<br><br>Thor's classical culture was not of the experience of modern Earth's sexual practices, but a hungry look in Jane's eyes told him she was looking to put his cock in her mouth; he was a bit frightened by this idea, but he did trust her and said nothing to halt or question her. He did wish to learn how the humans lived, in all aspects, after all.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Avengers Assembled: Stark Tower - Living Quarters &amp; Common Areas</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ambrosial</strong> on <strong>03-10-2012, 18:59:13</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://ris.fashion.telegraph.co.uk/RichImageService.svc/imagecontent/1/TMG9456275/m/diorskin_2301310a.jpg)&nbsp; &nbsp;</div><strong>Name:</strong> Jane Foster<br><strong>Title:</strong> Stark Industries Consultant<br><strong>Locale:</strong> Jane's Room<br><strong>Time:</strong> 7:15 pm, Eastern time<br><strong>Tags:</strong> Thor<br><hr><br>With her characteristic enthusiasm for her work, Jane set to studying Thor's cock - gleeful like a kid with a new toy on Christmas. He was big in her hand (though she didn't vocalize that particular compliment; the God of Thunder's ego was large enough, she thought), and just the simplest of touches was enough to make him moan.<br>&nbsp;<br><em>So, responsive then, and all because of me. This is going to be...fun.</em> Determined to test her theories on exactly <em>how</em> responsive Thor was, Jane altered her grip around his shaft and staredt to slowly pump the organ up and down in a loose fist, then tighter and faster. She squeezed him from root to tip, occasionally swiping her thumb over the glans, smearing his precum over his flesh.<br>&nbsp;<br>Jane's breasts bobbed with her arm's motions, nipples grazing against his thigh as she leaned forward, intent on adding a new variable to her sensual little experiment. She pursed her lips and brushed them over his cockhead, then licked a teasing trail down the bottom of his shaft with the tip of her tongue, eyes watching his face for a reaction.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Avengers Assembled: Stark Tower - Living Quarters &amp; Common Areas</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mathim</strong> on <strong>04-10-2012, 17:01:26</strong>
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				<hr><div class="floatleft">(http://www.dailybeefcake.com/wp-content/uploads/2012/06/chris-hemsworth-shirtless-wet.jpg)</div><br><span style="font-size: 13pt;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: georgia;" class="bbc_font"><strong>Name:</strong> Thor Odinson<br><strong>Title:</strong> God of Thunder<br><strong>Location:</strong> Stark Tower Living Quarters, Jane's Suite<br><strong>Time:</strong> 7:16 pm<br><strong>Tags:</strong> Jane Foster </span></span><br><br>Thor's eyes rolled back in his head, he held his breath and gritted his teeth to keep from groaning out loud like a mad donkey at how amazing what Jane was doing to him felt. And that was just from the handjob she was giving!<br><br>His fingers gripped the sheets tightly as he tried to hold on for dear life, or at least not to let his seed shoot forth too quickly into her face. That might prove to be quite the mood-killer, seeing Jane's visage splattered with a white, creamy mess. <strong>"S-slow down..."</strong> he begged her, reluctant to even say that, but knowing it would be worse to have his man-cannon shoot her in the eye. Her tongue had nearly pushed him to the brink, but he managed to keep himself from going over by thinking of every unpleasant thing he'd ever gone up against-Frost Giants, the Chitauri, and of course Loki. Though successful in staving off a premature ejaculation, the ugly faces in his mind now remained and he had to focus on pushing them out.<br><br>Poised on the verge of climax, his cock at its utmost hardness that would have given Mjolnir a run for its money, Thor looked at Jane, slightly concerned, wondering what exactly she wanted him to do with the molten load of Asgardian spunk that was about to burst forth if she so much as blew on it.<br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Avengers Assembled: Stark Tower - Living Quarters &amp; Common Areas</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ambrosial</strong> on <strong>04-10-2012, 19:06:12</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://ris.fashion.telegraph.co.uk/RichImageService.svc/imagecontent/1/TMG9456275/m/diorskin_2301310a.jpg)&nbsp; &nbsp;</div><strong>Name:</strong> Jane Foster<br><strong>Title:</strong> Stark Industries Consultant<br><strong>Locale:</strong> Jane's Room<br><strong>Time:</strong> 7:17pm, Eastern time<br><strong>Tags:</strong> Thor<br><hr> <br>Thor writhed on the sheets in response to the teasing flick of her tongue along the underside of his shaft, and Jane realized she'd have to seriously reevaluate her initial hypothesis. <em>Very,</em> very <em>sensitive, then.</em> Had it been a long time since Thor last...?<br>&nbsp;<br>Deciding that was not a path of inquiry she <em>really</em> wanted to follow, Jane abandoned the thought and concentrated other, more immediate&nbsp; - and entertaining - concerns.<br>&nbsp;<br>She smiled up at the demi-god through dark eyelashes and with a coy smile. Her panties were soaking wet with her own want, she knew, but Jane wanted to see to Thor's pleasure first - especially if he were so close to the brink already; might help take the edge off.<br>&nbsp;<br>"It's all right. Just let go," Jane advised, then wrapped her lips around the crown of Thor's erection and, with hollowed cheeks, slowly took him in her mouth. It was a stretch, certainly, given his thickness, but the brunette made up for what she couldn't reach with her tongue or mouth with her hand, alternating between stroking the root of his shaft and cupping his balls, rolling them in her palm.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Avengers Assembled: Stark Tower - Living Quarters &amp; Common Areas</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Keaton</strong> on <strong>04-10-2012, 20:04:29</strong>
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				<hr><div class="floatleft">(http://www.mtv.com/movies/photos/i/the_incredible_hulk_flip/281x211.jpg)</div><br><span style="font-size: 12pt;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: georgia;" class="bbc_font"><strong>Name:</strong> Bruce Banner<br><strong>Title:</strong> The Hulk<br><strong>Location:</strong> Stark Tower, R&amp;D Level, Main Laboratory <br><strong>Tags:</strong> Betty Ross</span></span><br><hr><br>Despite their separation and how they both must have been feeling now, abruptly meeting again after so long, Bruce knew it would be smart to just remain professional and polite. Smiling a little in return his hand clasped around hers and he nodded. <strong>"I'd like that."</strong> He stated plainly, attempting to sound cheerful and hopefully the sincerity of his words didn't fall on deaf ears. Still his mind was plagued by thoughts of Leena so it made it slightly difficult to have this conversation with Betty, his former sweetheart, of all people. Hopefully things wouldn't be awkward between them now both working at Stark Industries. Part of him considered it that this was a stunt Tony was pulling. Although even he could honestly commend Betty's intelligence and what a valuable asset she would be to the company. <strong>"I'm glad things are going well for you, too.."</strong> The scientist went on to say and trailed off, his gaze lowering slightly, but only for a moment. <strong>"Good to see Tony has a good eye for talent."</strong>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Avengers Assembled: Stark Tower - Living Quarters &amp; Common Areas</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mathim</strong> on <strong>04-10-2012, 21:33:57</strong>
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				<hr><div class="floatleft">(http://images2.wikia.nocookie.net/__cb20110506110829/uncyclopedia/images/thumb/1/18/Thor_in_hospital.jpg/800px-Thor_in_hospital.jpg)</div><br><span style="font-size: 13pt;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: georgia;" class="bbc_font"><strong>Name:</strong> Thor Odinson<br><strong>Title:</strong> God of Thunder<br><strong>Location:</strong> Stark Tower Living Quarters, Jane's Suite<br><strong>Time:</strong> 7:18 pm<br><strong>Tags:</strong> Jane Foster </span></span><br><br>Thor was embarrassed enough by his miserable sexual stamina, and seeing Jane humor him made him feel slightly worse. The idea that an initial climax made it far easier to hold on for subsequent erections had not been introduced to him, so luckily for the demigod he would be more prepared for the main event. Jane also wisely engulfed his member in her mouth to prevent a wicked mess; the Asgardian's centuries of pent-up juice had the potential to make an ungodly frosted pastry out of Jane's beautiful face. The flavor may not have been pleasing either, given the Asgardian diet of mostly meat and mead. Thor may not have known it but he would probably be too much for Jane to hold in her mouth, especially with just his manhood alone a challenge to accommodate.<br><br>Thor bucked his hips obligingly as Jane practically demanded his semen with how vigorously she stroked and teased him, and a hot, tingly sensation ran up his urethra like an army of insects tickling the interior as his seed burst forth from his cock head into Jane's waiting mouth. A sound he had never heard before emanated from his mouth, a look of surprise overtaking his face that even a humiliating defeat would not have managed, and as if that hadn't been enough, every light in the room flashed brightly, and half of them burst from overloading. It seemed his body and emotional state weren't the only things compromised by his vulnerability during coitus; he wasn't fully able to control his influence over electricity either.<br><br>Thor felt paralyzed and out of breath though he had barely done anything. Like the very essence of his being had been extracted and left him with nothing. The peak had been so fleeting, and now he felt nearly exhausted. Why was it mortals seemed so obsessed with this act? His mind was abuzz with thoughts he wasn't even aware he was able to have; the clear-headedness of having his sexual desires satisfied momentarily was now making its existence known to him.<br><br>All he could do was smile up at Jane, a lopsided grin with his eyes half-closed, telling her that she had, indeed, done exactly what she needed for her inexperienced lover. But she still had to teach him the full range of what two lovers could do together, and she still had one last bit of flesh to expose to him and entice him to become her willing student.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Avengers Assembled: Stark Tower - Living Quarters &amp; Common Areas</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ambrosial</strong> on <strong>05-10-2012, 02:42:37</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://1.standaardcdn.be/Assets/Images_Upload/2012/08/22/PORTMAN.jpg)&nbsp; &nbsp;</div><strong>Name:</strong> Jane Foster<br><strong>Title:</strong> Stark Industries Consultant<br><strong>Locale:</strong> Jane's Room<br><strong>Time:</strong> 7:19pm, Eastern time<br><strong>Tags:</strong> Thor<br><hr> <br>Jane swirled her tongue around the crown of Thor's erection, and it seemed to be his undoing. He groaned as he spilled his seed in her mouth, and feeling rather proud of herself, Jane did her best to swallow. But Thor's orgasmic loss of control had side effects beyond those a mortal man felt, and the lights flickered, a few bulbs shattering with a loud <em>pop</em>.<br><br>Startled, Jane gasped and got a a few final spurts of Thor's issue on her cheek, which she good-naturedly wiped off with a finger, licking the remaining drops of cum off the digit. She kept her eyes cautiously on the ceiling lights and the nearby table lamp, but once they proved they weren't going to shower her with broken glass, Jane reclined back onto the bed, curling up next to Thor.<br><br>His contented facial expression was so comical in its exaggeration that she couldn't help but giggle, propping her head on his shoulder. "I take it you're well-pleased?" she grinned, tracing random patterns on his chest with a finger. "And do you always do...that?" Jane quirked a brow at the damaged light bulbs, her scientific curiosity momentarily overriding her own sexual desires.<br><br>She was far from finished with Thor yet, but she wanted to know if he'd experienced this phenomenon before because incidental interference with electrical fields upon orgasm would be...well, it would certainly be <em>something</em>. Inquiring minds, after all, need to know.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Avengers Assembled: Stark Tower - Living Quarters &amp; Common Areas</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mathim</strong> on <strong>05-10-2012, 17:19:51</strong>
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				<hr><div class="floatleft">(http://standrivel.com/wp-content/uploads/2012/06/chris-hemsworth-shirtless-australia-8.jpg)</div><br><span style="font-size: 13pt;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: georgia;" class="bbc_font"><strong>Name:</strong> Thor Odinson<br><strong>Title:</strong> God of Thunder<br><strong>Location:</strong> Stark Tower Living Quarters, Jane's Suite<br><strong>Time:</strong> 7:20 pm<br><strong>Tags:</strong> Jane Foster </span></span><br><br>Thor was relieved that Jane wasn't alarmed by the spurt that stained her cheek; instead, she happily cleaned it and consumed the remnants of his seed. It seemed like such a bizarre thing to do, to eat of a man's semen, but this was another culture, after all. When his senses returned to him enough that he could speak and respond, he just laughed, as if the answer to her question wasn't entirely obvious. <strong>"Far more pleasing than I could have conceived of."</strong> he nodded.<br><br>The revelation of his loss of control and the resulting fireworks show of broken glass now covering the edges of the room thankfully nowhere near the bed was completely awkward. <strong>"I've never lost control like that, not even in my angriest moments."</strong> he admitted. <strong>"I hope that if we do this again, I'll be prepared for it to feel like that and not be caught by surprise."</strong> he essentially confessed his inexperience to her.<br><br>His manhood was going flaccid and he didn't know if it would be able to get erect again so he and Jane could do it properly. <strong>"Well...is there a way I can return the pleasure you've given me?"</strong> he inquired, wishing to be a gentleman and give as good as he'd gotten.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Avengers Assembled: Stark Tower - Living Quarters &amp; Common Areas</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ambrosial</strong> on <strong>05-10-2012, 20:45:37</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://1.standaardcdn.be/Assets/Images_Upload/2012/08/22/PORTMAN.jpg) &nbsp; </div><strong>Name:</strong> Jane Foster<br><strong>Title:</strong> Stark Industries Consultant<br><strong>Locale:</strong> Jane's Room<br><strong>Time:</strong> 7:21pm, Eastern time<br><strong>Tags:</strong> Thor<br><hr><br>Jane smirked, rather pleased with herself. She privately&nbsp;considered it a point of feminine pride to be able to give an above-average blowjob, and if she could make&nbsp;a demi-god see stars, then, clearly she was doing something more than a little right.<br>&nbsp;<br>Thor's next statement made her quirk a brow. Was he implying that, since he hadn't felt "that way" before, that he was a virgin? Jane was a little surprised, really, by the implication, having assumed he'd had his way with busty valkyries or whatever passed for your average Asgardian maiden. But if he <em>hadn't</em>, then, well...that was kind of cute, in a way, and it would show her for making assumptions about people, even alien gods from other dimensions.<br>&nbsp;<br>"So, do you mean that you've never...been intimate with someone before?" Jane asked gently, not wanting to sound judgemental because she really didn't care one way or the other; she was just curious.<br>&nbsp;<br>Regardless of Thor's response, she smiled in reply to his own question and guided his hands down to her hips, slipping one under the band of her panties. "Here."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Avengers Assembled: Stark Tower - Living Quarters &amp; Common Areas</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mathim</strong> on <strong>05-10-2012, 22:24:37</strong>
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				<hr><div class="floatleft">(http://michellemiles.net/blog/wp-content/uploads/2011/05/Thor-Shirtless.jpg)</div><br><span style="font-size: 13pt;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: georgia;" class="bbc_font"><strong>Name:</strong> Thor Odinson<br><strong>Title:</strong> God of Thunder<br><strong>Location:</strong> Stark Tower Living Quarters, Jane's Suite<br><strong>Time:</strong> 7:22 pm<br><strong>Tags:</strong> Jane Foster </span></span><br><br>Thor understood Jane had been in relationships with other men before, at least the one that Selvig had managed to make Thor impersonate to get him out of SHIELD custody, but he did not hold that against her; she was too special to him to be jealous of a man Jane no longer held any feelings for, and he knew she was committed to him on a much deeper level. It was just the way mortals related to one another that had fewer boundaries than those of Asgardians; and considering how incredible sexual release felt, he wasn't certain he wanted to encourage the continuation of such conservative propriety when he returned to his homeland.<br><br><strong>"It wouldn't have been proper."</strong> he explained as she queried his sexual history. <strong>"For myself, more than any other in Asgard, especially. I am next in line for the throne. If I had lain with a woman who I had not been married to, it would be a terrible shame and scandal, something I could not afford to bring upon my family's name. Not to mention if I fathered a child without the proper arrangements, that could create terrible havoc. Just look at what happened with Loki, after all. My father might have punished me with a fate worse than depowering and exile if I'd betrayed the throne in such a way, too."</strong> he sighed, now feeling conflicted about whether or not this was the right thing after all. Of course he still wanted to continue, and didn't want Jane to feel like she was leading him astray.<strong> "But I plan to change things when I do take the throne of Asgard. We could stand to learn a few things from this realm."</strong> he smiled, kissing the cheek that hadn't been soiled by his cum. <strong>"And of course, I never would have gotten to know you in the way that I did. If I had developed feelings for another, we...us, would never be."</strong> he reminded her of the upshot to his chastity.<br><br>Jane seemed pleased by his answer, and he was glad of it. Her expectations hadn't been known to him before, and the idea that she wasn't put off by his inexperience encouraged him to press forward. Which was fortunate, as she then guided his hand underneath her last remaining bit of clothing. Like his own pubic area, he could feel a thin layer of hair brush against his fingertips until a few inches down he felt bare flesh again, a small bump and then what felt like a moist pair of lips. He had never seen a woman's vagina before, and could scarcely imagine what it looked like even after having laid a hand upon it. Curiosity got the best of him and he scooted down to be at eye level with her loins as he peeled down her panties to finally get a glimpse of what was, for him, the final frontier.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Avengers Assembled: Stark Tower - Living Quarters &amp; Common Areas</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Veluux</strong> on <strong>09-10-2012, 06:06:58</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://www.cranklin.com/jarvis/jarvis.png)</div><hr><br><span style="font-family: arial;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>&nbsp; Name:</strong> Jarvis<br>&nbsp; <strong>Title:</strong> Personal Security Agent<br>&nbsp; <strong>Location:</strong> Everywhere...<br>&nbsp; <strong>Time:</strong> 7:23pm Thursday<br>&nbsp; <strong>Tags:</strong> <strong>Thor, Jane</strong></span></span><br><br><br><hr><br><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: times new roman;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 12pt;" class="bbc_size">&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;The speaker didn't crackle to life like one would remember of old PA systems in school as a child or at a sporting event. Everything in Stark Tower was the most up-to-date technology; so when Jarvis voice cut in to their conversation, it was just the perfect volume and tone - as if he was an actual being standing in the room. <strong>"Pardon the intrusion, but is everything all right? I noticed a surge in the electrical system. Should I alert the others?"</strong> Jarvis programming-based logic had immediately suspected Loki at play, responding to the abnormality was simple protocol.<br></span></span></div>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Avengers Assembled: Stark Tower - Living Quarters &amp; Common Areas</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ambrosial</strong> on <strong>09-10-2012, 19:10:39</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://1.standaardcdn.be/Assets/Images_Upload/2012/08/22/PORTMAN.jpg) &nbsp; </div><strong>Name:</strong> Jane Foster<br><strong>Title:</strong> Stark Industries Consultant<br><strong>Locale:</strong> Jane's Room<br><strong>Time:</strong> 7:23pm, Eastern time<br><strong>Tags:</strong> Thor<br><hr><br>Jane hadn't been quite expecting such a confession from Thor, but she didn't mind. He was always so open with her, even now, and she felt a pang of guilt for considering hiding her encounter with Loki from him at all. But that was past now, and all that mattered now was that they had a moment together, some valuable time alone. She offered a quick kiss to his cheek and a reassuring soft reply in his ear: "I'm glad we could be here together now."<br>&nbsp;<br>Part of Jane worried just what Thor meant by retaking the throne of Asgard, how soon he meant to rule, and whether his plans for conquest involved her or no (she wasn't sure which answer she'd prefer), but she pushed those anxieties to the back of her mind. She would deal with them later.<br>&nbsp;<br>She was in the middle of wriggling her hips to help Thor tug her panties free when Jarvis' smooth tones entered her ears. Startled, Jane covered her bare breasts with one arm instinctively and sat up a little straighter.<br>&nbsp;<br>"No, no it's..." Jane stammered, then recovered. "Just an experiment, Jarvis. All is well. Thank you."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Avengers Assembled: Stark Tower - Living Quarters &amp; Common Areas</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mathim</strong> on <strong>09-10-2012, 21:31:52</strong>
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				<hr><div class="floatleft">(http://74.220.219.70/~critiqu2/wp-content/uploads/2011/12/angry-thor.jpg)</div><br><span style="font-size: 13pt;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: georgia;" class="bbc_font"><strong>Name:</strong> Thor Odinson<br><strong>Title:</strong> God of Thunder<br><strong>Location:</strong> Stark Tower Living Quarters, Jane's Suite<br><strong>Time:</strong> 7:24 pm<br><strong>Tags:</strong> Jane Foster </span></span><br><br>There was that disembodied voice again, sounding as smug as ever. It even managed to spook Jane as she covered herself and just as Thor had been about to explore the most curious thing he'd ever seen. That was the last straw. Mjolnir flew over from the chair into Thor's hand and, despite Jane's calm reply to it, Thor hurled the hammer at the nearest speaker, the source of the voice, and bashed a hole in the wall where it had once been. <strong>"How dare you intrude upon the privacy of Thor?!"</strong> he bellowed.<br><br>Panting and waiting for the voice to dare speak again, Thor's eyes traced the edge of the room and deciding it was safe to assume the voice had learned its lesson, returned Mjolnir to its temporary perch. That had most certainly declined the mood, but Thor still wanted to continue. <strong>"I thought I had killed that impertinent spirit before we went to the War Room. I think it's dead now but I can't be sure."</strong> he apologized, thinking he had failed to slay a wayward ghost.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Avengers Assembled: Stark Tower - Living Quarters &amp; Common Areas</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ambrosial</strong> on <strong>12-10-2012, 16:41:12</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://goodgeekranting.files.wordpress.com/2012/01/natalieportman.jpg)&nbsp; &nbsp;</div><strong>Name:</strong> Jane Foster<br><strong>Title:</strong> Stark Industries Consultant<br><strong>Locale:</strong> Jane's Room<br><strong>Time:</strong> 7:25pm, Eastern time<br><strong>Tags:</strong> Thor<br><hr><br>Jane winced as Mjolnir flew with a vengeance into the defenseless speaker, smashing a hole into the wall and destroying the likely very expensive speaker unit. She was flattered, really, that Thor felt he had to defend her honor against the perceived prying spirit, but she'd definitely have to have a talk with him about throwing his hammer around anytime something offended him and that the JARVIS program was a <em>benevolent</em> disembodied voice.<br>&nbsp;<br>She exhaled sharply out of her nose and surveyed the damage to the wall with a thin-lipped look. <em>Have Stark take the repair cost out of her salary or something...</em><br>&nbsp;<br>"I think," Jane began, then cleared her throat. "It's well and truly slain now. Thank you." It was all she could do no to laugh, but she restrained herself for the sake of Thor's dignity. He meant well; it was just...<br><br>&nbsp;<em>She'd tell him later,</em> she decided, because judging by the look on his face, a lecture on not bashing things probably wouldn't sink in. So, instead, Jane pressed a quick kiss to the corner of his mouth.<br>&nbsp;<br>"We'll, uh, clean that up later," she indicted the newly punched hole in the wall with a nod of her head.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Avengers Assembled: Stark Tower - Living Quarters &amp; Common Areas</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mathim</strong> on <strong>12-10-2012, 18:06:55</strong>
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				<hr><div class="floatleft">(http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-f_HxupTX79U/T-57zfkeMiI/AAAAAAAALvs/gGaGOviBN7s/s1600/Chris-Hemsworth-Shirtless-photo-scene-in-Thor-4.jpg)</div><br><span style="font-size: 13pt;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: georgia;" class="bbc_font"><strong>Name:</strong> Thor Odinson<br><strong>Title:</strong> God of Thunder<br><strong>Location:</strong> Stark Tower Living Quarters, Jane's Suite<br><strong>Time:</strong> 7:26 pm<br><strong>Tags:</strong> Jane Foster </span></span><br><br>Thor felt a bit embarrassed now, feeling he might have overreacted based on Jane's reaction. It was just like back in the diner when he had smashed a coffee cup to show his appreciation of the quality of the food. This was not his world, and he had to stop assuming that even in extreme situations, it was appropriate to aggressively defend his lady's honor.<br><strong><br>"I'm sorry. That voice has been a disrespectful lout since I first got here, and this was the last straw. I thought it was threatening our private coupling."</strong> he apologized, nuzzling his mildly fuzzy cheek against hers.<br><br>The moment had definitely become even more awkward now, and Thor wondered how he might resolve it. He looked around the mostly bare room, which had no visible provisions, until he spied a small wooden cabinet that resembled something he might expect to store liquor in within his chambers. <strong>"Would you care to share a drink?"</strong> he asked, motioning to what he was assuming must have been a liquor cabinet. It wouldn't be uncommon for Stark to have every available space in his tower stocked with the finest, at least not before his dealings with Vanko and Hammer.<br><br>It would surely help to ease the tension, as even after having his entire body relieved of its energy by his sexual release, he was feeling agitated and needed something to relax him enough to get him back in the mood while his body recovered enough to get another, stronger erection for the main event.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Avengers Assembled: Stark Tower - Living Quarters &amp; Common Areas</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ambrosial</strong> on <strong>15-10-2012, 19:42:14</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://ris.fashion.telegraph.co.uk/RichImageService.svc/imagecontent/1/TMG9456275/m/diorskin_2301310a.jpg)&nbsp; &nbsp;</div><strong>Name:</strong> Jane Foster<br><strong>Title:</strong> Stark Industries Consultant<br><strong>Locale:</strong> Jane's Room<br><strong>Time:</strong> 7:26pm, Eastern time<br><strong>Tags:</strong> Thor<br><br><hr><em>Stark's guest rooms were better stocked than most hotel rooms she'd ever been in.</em> Jane made a mental note to thank Tony for his accommodations because they were much, much nicer than what she'd gotten used to lately, and her eyes followed Thor's gaze to the liquor cabinet. "Sure, why not?" She agreed and slipped off the edge of the mattress, tip-toeing around any flecks of broken light bulb with a barely hidden smirk.<br>&nbsp;<br>She and Thor had only been in this room - what, half an hour, tops? - and it almost looked like it had been trashed all night by a rowdy rock band on tour. Almost.<br>&nbsp;<br>Jane had shimmied her panties back on over her hips, but she left her breasts bare, and they bobbed gently with her every step. She opened the cabinet and peered inside, not surprised to find it already stocked with top-shelf brands. "Probably won't have anything like what you're used to, but..." The word dragged out, lingering in the air, as her fingers danced over the bottles, landing on one in decision.<br>&nbsp;<br>"Let's try this." It was a bourbon she'd never heard of, which probably meant it was expensive and high-quality. <em>Just try a little,</em> she reassured her guilty conscience, aghast at the idea of drinking someone else's fancy booze that, by the way, probably cost more than her entire wardrobe put together.<br>&nbsp;<br>Jane snagged a pair of shot glasses and poured them each a shot of the amber liquid, passing one to Thor. "To us," she smiled, raising her glass in an informal toast.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Avengers Assembled: Stark Tower - Living Quarters &amp; Common Areas</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mathim</strong> on <strong>16-10-2012, 17:07:54</strong>
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				<hr><div class="floatleft">(http://i1.ytimg.com/vi/0VQPS7qOJ_A/mqdefault.jpg)</div><br><span style="font-size: 13pt;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: georgia;" class="bbc_font"><strong>Name:</strong> Thor Odinson<br><strong>Title:</strong> God of Thunder<br><strong>Location:</strong> Stark Tower Living Quarters, Jane's Suite<br><strong>Time:</strong> 7:27 pm<br><strong>Tags:</strong> Jane Foster </span></span><br><br>Thor nearly protested against her walking barefoot amongst the shards of broken glass that had bounced away from the borders of the room but it occurred to him that being overprotective of her would be detrimental. He'd almost lost his mind when it took so long to contact her when he first arrived, and Loki had already exploited their connection. He would never feel this way about Sif or his other companions from Asgard, but Jane wasn't a warrior like them. She was strong, but not in that way. If only he didn't have to worry so about her, he lamented.<br><br>He trusted her choice in the type of booze they were going to share; he wasn't expecting anything as delectable as Asgardian mead, but surely anything good enough for the boastful Stark was better than Jane usually expected, and what was good enough for her, was good enough for him. He received the shot glass gratefully and clinked his against hers as she proposed the toast. <strong>"And to our happiness."</strong> he agreed, winking, and downed his shot. It was definitely not to his immediate taste, burning more hotly than the smooth beverage he enjoyed back home, but it had its flavor and charm that he wouldn't complain about. And it certainly had more of a kick than he would have expected from such a small glass. He felt hotter and all aflutter for a moment, smiling in spite of himself, and he knew this was the right decision. It probably helped Jane too, as it must have felt awkward for her too, being spied upon by that insufferable voice in the walls.<br><br><strong>"One more."</strong> he requested, as having such a hard body and strong metabolism, he didn't feel quite as he would after the average-sized drink in Asgard. <strong>"Surely our host would be remiss if we did not accept the most from his hospitality."</strong> he joked, still harboring a slight jealousy of how much contact Stark had had with Jane since earlier.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Avengers Assembled: Stark Tower - Living Quarters &amp; Common Areas</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ambrosial</strong> on <strong>18-10-2012, 21:05:53</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://shoutlookout.files.wordpress.com/2012/01/wide-len-cu.png)&nbsp; &nbsp;</div><strong>Name:</strong> Jane Foster<br><strong>Title:</strong> Stark Industries Consultant<br><strong>Locale:</strong> Jane's Room<br><strong>Time:</strong> 7:27pm, Eastern time<br><strong>Tags:</strong> Thor<br><hr><br>Jane's small smile grew in response to Thor's own toast, and she knocked back the bourbon. She wasn't much of a drinker, and the warm burn of its heat sliding down her throat took her by surprise, and she coughed. "I forgot...what that tastes like," she wheezed, laughing at herself and the memory of Thor's first encounter with coffee. <em>At least he hasn't thrown the glass this time.</em><br>&nbsp;<br>The God of Thunder's enthusiasm was contagious, though, and she poured them another round of shots. Her cheeks glowed pink already with the warmth of the second drink, and Jane giggled. It all seemed very surreal of a sudden: standing in a posh room in Stark Tower, drinking expensive booze with a naked Norse god...<br>&nbsp;<br>And just this morning she was back in Canada, getting nowhere fast with her research, waiting for her scientific theories to be backed up by evidence peer review committees would believe, waiting on a lover from another dimension. Waiting, waiting.<br>&nbsp;<br>But Jane Foster didn't have to wait anymore.<br>&nbsp;<br>She set her glass down on the liquor cabinet with a reassuring <em>clunk</em> of heavy glass and wrapped her arms around Thor's neck - though she had to stretch to do it - and pulled him into a fierce kiss.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Avengers Assembled: Stark Tower - Living Quarters &amp; Common Areas</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mathim</strong> on <strong>19-10-2012, 16:28:53</strong>
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				<hr><div class="floatleft">(http://i1.ytimg.com/vi/0VQPS7qOJ_A/mqdefault.jpg)</div><br><span style="font-size: 13pt;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: georgia;" class="bbc_font"><strong>Name:</strong> Thor Odinson<br><strong>Title:</strong> God of Thunder<br><strong>Location:</strong> Stark Tower Living Quarters, Jane's Suite<br><strong>Time:</strong> 7:28 pm<br><strong>Tags:</strong> Jane Foster </span></span><br><br>Thor had remembered his promise to Jane about 'no more smashing' from back in the New Mexico diner and intended to keep it, although with all the busted light fixtures and gaping hole in the wall/ceiling, who would really notice a shattered shot glass? Nevertheless, he set the glass down gently on the nightstand after his second shot and raised his eyebrows in an impressed but surprised reaction to Jane also taking a second one. He didn't mean for her to imitate him, but perhaps she felt she needed to be even more relaxed than he now felt. He certainly didn't expect her to become even more inflamed with passion by it, turning what ought to have been a lightheaded swoon into a tigress pouncing in for the kill.<br><br>Thor had to use the strength he never expected to have to on Jane to lean backward and pull her with him, knowing he was still a good two-and-a-half times heavier than she and figuring the drink may have caused her to forget how hazardous that could be. But with her now laying on top of him and sucking the breath out of him once again, Thor felt his manhood standing at attention once more, with even more fury than before, poking her right in the pubes and feeling the soft material of her panties caressing his glans. <strong>"I think I am ready again."</strong> he gasped once their kiss broke and he could draw breath. New energy coursed through him, and he didn't know whether to attribute it to the mortal drink or to Jane's seduction; if it was the former, no wonder that Stark drank so much of the stuff, if this was the reward!<br><br><strong>"Let us join and become one."</strong> he whispered, nibbling her earlobe gently as he lay back to look into her eyes and smile, both hands leaving a trail down her checks to her neck and shoulders, all the way down her sides to her hips, where he bucked teasingly as if already penetrating her. He'd heard his mother say something about the 'beast with two backs' and thought it may one day be a beast he would have to slay; he never imagined it would be him and the woman he loved uniting in sexual bliss.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Avengers Assembled: Stark Tower - Living Quarters &amp; Common Areas</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ambrosial</strong> on <strong>19-10-2012, 21:54:39</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://s1.wallls.com/images/0/1366x768/wallls.com-4470.jpg) &nbsp; </div><strong>Name:</strong> Jane Foster<br><strong>Title:</strong> Stark Industries Consultant<br><strong>Locale:</strong> Jane's Room<br><strong>Time:</strong> 7:29pm, Eastern time<br><strong>Tags:</strong> Thor<br><br><hr>"Ooh!" Jane giggled with surprise as Thor pulled her backwards, tugging them both onto the mattress. She sank against him, her breasts pressed firmly against his broad chest, the damp cloth of her panties straddling his growing erection.<br>&nbsp;<br>"I'll say," she agreed with a mischievous grin with his assessment that he was again "ready," angling her hips to rub her moistening womanhood against the teasing thrust of his cock. Her expression softened then when Thor spoke of "becoming one." Yes, the phrase was a bit quaint by today's standards, but something about the reverent way he said it just made it seem so...special, somehow, more truly romantic than sex with any of her past boyfriends had ever been.<br>&nbsp;<br>Jane was suddenly overwhelmed with the urge to kiss him again, and so she did, her lips meeting Thor's softly at first, then more insistent before she abruptly pulled away. "Touch my pussy first," she whispered low in his ear.<br>&nbsp;<br>Maybe the slang term would be lost on Thor, but Jane couldn't bring herself to be clinical, not at a time like this. To demonstrate her point, she leaned up a little and guided one of his hands back under the band of her panties.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Avengers Assembled: Stark Tower - Living Quarters &amp; Common Areas</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mathim</strong> on <strong>22-10-2012, 16:57:16</strong>
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				<hr><div class="floatleft">(http://standrivel.com/wp-content/uploads/2012/06/chris-hemsworth-shirtless-australia-8.jpg)</div><br><span style="font-size: 13pt;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: georgia;" class="bbc_font"><strong>Name:</strong> Thor Odinson<br><strong>Title:</strong> God of Thunder<br><strong>Location:</strong> Stark Tower Living Quarters, Jane's Suite<br><strong>Time:</strong> 7:30 pm<br><strong>Tags:</strong> Jane Foster </span></span><br><br>Thor appeared to be saying exactly the right kind of things to push Jane's buttons, her adorable giggles and sweet smiles, every movement of her come-hither lips as he flattered her with utmost sincerity were in turn making Thor mad with desire for her. Those compliments and perhaps the wine had worked in conjunction to bring out Jane's panache as she really seemed to be taking control, much moreso than simply being on top would warrant. Not that he was complaining, he needed a guiding hand to ensure he performed his most ably on the woman he wished for his wife during their consummation.<br><br>She had indeed been lost in translation telling him where to touch her-he tried to recall every slang term he'd ever heard for the feminine form, mostly from Loki back when they were boys and Loki had thrown out words like 'cunt' though mostly in a derogatory manner. Nothing of the word 'pussy' rang a bell in his mind, but the rubbing of her moist undergarment placed enough emphasis that he was able to deduce what she meant. She took charge once again, however, and manually confirmed that his guess was correct. This was the second time that he'd reached inside her panties and he was not pleased with how the damp cloth was now feeling slightly cold to the open air against his crotch and rather than do as she asked, he simply tore them off and tossed them aside, two neat pieces of what had shielded her loins from his own strewn on either side of the floor on opposite sides of the bed. That had actually been rather arousing, and as he stared longingly at the ripe pink 'pussy', he suddenly got a desire to have a taste, as Jane had done with his manhood. <strong>"Come closer."</strong> he beckoned, licking his lips and wanting to drink of her nectar.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Avengers Assembled: Stark Tower - Living Quarters &amp; Common Areas</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ambrosial</strong> on <strong>29-10-2012, 21:59:45</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="floatright">(http://s1.wallls.com/images/0/1366x768/wallls.com-4470.jpg) &nbsp; </div><strong>Name:</strong> Jane Foster<br><strong>Title:</strong> Stark Industries Consultant<br><strong>Locale:</strong> Jane's Room<br><strong>Time:</strong> 7:31pm, Eastern time<br><strong>Tags:</strong> Thor<br>&nbsp;<br><hr>&nbsp;<br>Jane let out a rather unladylike and undignified squawk of surprise when Thor ripped her panties in two as though the fabric were nothing more than wet tissue. It wasn't the sexiest sort of sounds, but, <em>really</em> who'd expect him to that approach to undressing her?<br>&nbsp;<br>Well, maybe she should have expected it, considering.<br>&nbsp;<br>The rough, unconventional removal of her undergarments left a faint white line against her skin where the hem of the panty had pressed on her flesh and then snapped, but it faded rapidly. Jane rubbed where the mark smarted the most, frowning,&nbsp;then recovered her seductive smile, the burning look in Thor's eyes sending shiver down her spine.<br>&nbsp;<br>She'd waited for him for so long, and now he was with her, utterly real, solid flesh. And he <em>wanted</em> her.<br>&nbsp;<br>Jane was all too happy to oblige.<br>&nbsp;<br>With a shimmy of her hips, she slid farther up his chest, balancing her weight on her knees. Her mound was graced with a tiny, neatly trimmed triangle of hair, and beneath, her pussy gleamed wetly, a scant distance from Thor's mouth.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Avengers Assembled: Stark Tower - Living Quarters &amp; Common Areas</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mathim</strong> on <strong>29-10-2012, 22:32:45</strong>
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				<hr><div class="floatleft">(http://t0.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcRZFR3-lHXTYbOnwgpNzerr1i5WdcBJKzr9CpZh0iLQsrpaqGa4vg)</div><br><span style="font-size: 13pt;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: georgia;" class="bbc_font"><strong>Name:</strong> Thor Odinson<br><strong>Title:</strong> God of Thunder<br><strong>Location:</strong> Stark Tower Living Quarters, Jane's Suite<br><strong>Time:</strong> 7:32 pm<br><strong>Tags:</strong> Jane Foster </span></span><br><br>Thor didn't know he'd caused a momentary stinging by tearing off Jane's panties, he wasn't overly familiar with the idea of elastic and its properties, but Jane didn't grudge or scold him for it. He was about to make up for that right now, anyway.<br><br>As Jane slid up his torso, leaving a trail of her juices up his abdomen which felt mildly cold once she passed over his chest and up to his neck, Thor felt goosebumps rising in his skin, a sensation he hadn't felt even during his visit to Jotunheim the Ice Realm. Jane paused, teasing him with her closeness, daring him to close the gap. Let it never be said that Thor wasn't bold to the point of recklessness (and no one who knew him would ever deny it); the demigod clasped his hands around the soft flesh of Jane's shapely ass and pulled her dripping twat right over his mouth, returning the favor she had given him of putting his cock in her mouth.<br><br>The unusual smell (it couldn't be helped, of course, neither of them having an opportunity to shower first) did not offend a man who battled beasts and barbarians and dwelt some of his time in battlefields bathed in blood, but it did make him wonder if he smelled less desirable to Jane. She hadn't shown any signs of that either, so he looked up at her, only his nose and eyes visible as the rest of his face was buried beneath her legs, and winked just as he allowed his tongue to creep out, serpent-like, and explore the folds of her pussy.<br><br>Salty, tangy, sour. Did he taste like that to her? She seemed to like it, and he could see himself getting used to it. It actually mixed well with the lingering bourbon, and he chuckled at the thought, inadvertently sending a vibration through Jane's loins and giving her additional stimulus. Thor ran his tongue flatly along her entire slit, his rough taste buds a mildly bumpy treat before he closed his lips around her and took a mouthful of her drippings, savoring the taste and then planting a gentle kiss as his lips broke contact with the flesh of her womanhood. It was like a mouth down there so it seemed appropriate to treat it as one; he only wished there had been a tongue down there so he could wrestle with it as fiercely as Jane's mouth could.<br><br>With his initial experiment concluded, he probed deeper, poking the tip of his tongue beyond her labia and prying beyond where his eyes could see, feeling the tightness squeezing it and wondering how that would feel on his cock. He didn't know why he was denied the knowledge of this physical pleasure, it felt like such a betrayal of his parents to keep this from him even if it was to prevent him building a harem and fathering numerous illegitimate heirs to the throne. If he'd just been able to find that one right woman...but it wouldn't have been Jane, and having to wait made it possible for him to be here now and learning what he'd been missing all his life, in more ways than one.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Avengers Assembled: Stark Tower - Living Quarters &amp; Common Areas</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ambrosial</strong> on <strong>06-11-2012, 21:23:11</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://s1.wallls.com/images/0/1366x768/wallls.com-4470.jpg) &nbsp; </div><strong>Name:</strong> Jane Foster<br><strong>Title:</strong> Stark Industries Consultant<br><strong>Locale:</strong> Jane's Room<br><strong>Time:</strong> 7:32pm, Eastern time<br><strong>Tags:</strong> Thor<br>&nbsp;<br><hr>&nbsp;<br>It had been a <em>long</em> time since Jane had someone eat her out, and the sudden sensation of Thor's tongue against her folds, insistent and soft at the same time, took her by surprise. His whiskers prickled against her inner thighs, but his beard hardly stopped her from pivoting her hips into his mouth. Her breath hitched as the sharp point of his tongue segued from sliding over her inner labia to venturing inside. Her slick hole quivered around him instinctively, and she tightened her grip on his shoulders.<br>&nbsp;<br>Thor, demi-god though he was, may not have been a veteran lover, but Jane had to give him an A+ for enthusiasm, and Foster had taught enough students to know when her pupil needed more specific instructions. "There," she gasped, as Thor's questing tongue found her clit.<br>&nbsp;<br>"Right there; suck my clit" came her breathy instructions.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Avengers Assembled: Stark Tower - Living Quarters &amp; Common Areas</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mathim</strong> on <strong>06-11-2012, 22:10:51</strong>
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				<hr><div class="floatleft">(http://t0.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcRZFR3-lHXTYbOnwgpNzerr1i5WdcBJKzr9CpZh0iLQsrpaqGa4vg)</div><br><span style="font-size: 13pt;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: georgia;" class="bbc_font"><strong>Name:</strong> Thor Odinson<br><strong>Title:</strong> God of Thunder<br><strong>Location:</strong> Stark Tower Living Quarters, Jane's Suite<br><strong>Time:</strong> 7:33 pm<br><strong>Tags:</strong> Jane Foster </span></span><br><br>Thor was enjoying being nearly suffocated by Jane, unfamiliar with the concept of autoerotic asphyxiation but feeling elated at the unintentional discovery and reveling in it as Jane responded favorably to his amateur cunnilingus with a firmer pressing of her pussy into his goatee. Thor was unfamiliar with the anatomy of women but even Jane's non-technical use of the word clit was sufficient for his understanding when he found it his way curiously to the swollen red nub as it poked its head out from its sheath. It was such a soft little bud, so unlike a man's rock-hard cock, though it slightly resembled one in shape and function as the most sensitive part.<br><br>Thor had a mildly difficult time doing as she asked. His face was so sopping wet with her juices that trying to peel back her clit hood with his lips met with so little friction that it constantly slipped out of his mouth and forced him to try and maneuver his tongue beneath there and peel it all the way back, which was equally challenged by the slick wetness. <strong>"Open it. Let me in."</strong> he breathed, taking his hand away from massaging her butt so he could guide her hand to her cunt. He wanted her to spread herself wide open and invite him in, as it should be. He had already said, they should show everything to each other and hide nothing.<br><br>With her clit completely exposed, he licked it rapidly with the tip of his tongue, then sucked it gently with puckered lips, feeling the tiny thing barely getting past. Such an amazing thing, that so tiny an organ could give Jane such immense pleasure. Thor's entire prick had felt the gorgeous miracle of stimulation and climax, but Jane's surface area seemed to be so much more limited. It had to be that the root of her pleasure had to lie within, with penetration. He longed to explore that final frontier, after giving Jane an oral orgasm she could never experience from a lesser man.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Avengers Assembled: Stark Tower - Living Quarters &amp; Common Areas</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ambrosial</strong> on <strong>12-11-2012, 05:06:17</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://www.adweek.com/files/imagecache/node-blog/blogs/natalie_portman_dior_1.jpg)&nbsp; &nbsp;</div><strong>Name:</strong> Jane Foster<br><strong>Title:</strong> Stark Industries Consultant<br><strong>Locale:</strong> Jane's Room<br><strong>Time:</strong> 7:34pm, Eastern time<br><strong>Tags:</strong> Thor<br>&nbsp;<br><hr><br>Jane giggled at Thor’s rather unorthodox request - or the wording of it at least (<em>that</em> was a new one) - but she took his meaning well enough. She eased up, giving him a little more space to breathe and maneuver, and when his lips and tongue found her clit again, she drew in a sharp gasp of breath.<br><br>“Yes, yes, right there,” she urged him on and squirmed in place, eyelids fluttering closed. Jane’s palms fluttered aimlessly on the bed, fingers clutching the sheets in clumps, as each swipe of Thor’s tongue brought her closer to orgasm. Even while inexperienced, the demi-god was proving to be quite the attentive lover, and she felt certain that her every breathy moan only egged him on, his lips wrapping tighter around her swollen clit.<br><br>“Oh, <em>fuck</em>, so close, sweetie,” she murmured, hardly aware of what she was even saying. Jane rocked her hips, rubbing her clit harder against Thor’s mouth, and that was all it took. Her thighs tensed as her entire body shuddered, and she cried out wordlessly as she came, a small rush of her fluids coating Thor’s tongue.<br><br>When she came down from her high, Jane rolled off his chest, collapsing in a pile of limbs beside him on the mattress, panting for breath.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Avengers Assembled: Stark Tower - Living Quarters &amp; Common Areas</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mathim</strong> on <strong>19-11-2012, 22:58:34</strong>
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				<hr><div class="floatleft">(http://violettedubrinsky.files.wordpress.com/2011/08/chris-hemsworth-shirtless.jpg)</div><br><span style="font-size: 13pt;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: georgia;" class="bbc_font"><strong>Name:</strong> Thor Odinson<br><strong>Title:</strong> God of Thunder<br><strong>Location:</strong> Stark Tower Living Quarters, Jane's Suite<br><strong>Time:</strong> 7:35 pm<br><strong>Tags:</strong> Jane Foster </span></span><br><br>Thor's heart was pounding in hears ears so intensely he could scarcely hear Jane's affirmations of his technique. Her loins throbbed and radiated a feverish heat onto his tongue that could have melted an ice cube in seconds, and he relished her steadily dripping flesh as she smothered him before drawing back to open herself to him and show him the ultimate weak spot that would drive her over the edge. Freely breathing once more, he now paid more heed to her words and pressed on as she egged him on. If this was normal mortal intercourse, he could definitely see himself becoming fluent in it. And having many, many children if this was the way in which they were to be conceived.<br><br>Something within him got him frenzied as Jane neared climax, as though he could sense it. Breathing hard, and with gentle but noticeable growling noises, Thor appeared to be a feral animal feeding upon its prey as he devoured Jane's cunt and just before he lost all control and howled, a gush of her fluid drowned out his breath and a drop hitting him in the eye brought him back to his senses. He did not know it was usually only the male who ejaculated, so for the moment he was under the impression Jane had just spunked on him. It felt a tad bit emasculating, but he smiled up at her and sighed, exhaling deeply now that there was nothing blocking his vent. Still rock hard even as she fell away from him, he nearly forgot how heavy he was and had to stop himself from rolling over on top her.<br><br>He kissed her, his face still slick with her juices, and rubbed his palm along her drenched thighs, lubricating himself with it and laying on his side as he embraced her. He was ready for action now, barely able to wait for her to recover her strength despite having made her to wait for his manhood to become hard again. The build-up to this moment, already long-overdue, was maddening. The look on his face and in his eyes said it all-he needed her. Now. And if he wasn't mistaken, she needed him in exactly the same way. Female orgasms, a foreign concept to him, were something he would be very curious to learn about for the sake of pleasing her.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Avengers Assembled: Stark Tower - Living Quarters &amp; Common Areas</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lithium</strong> on <strong>21-11-2012, 15:59:13</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i.imgur.com/6uiBd.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Natasha Romanoff<br><strong>Title:</strong> Black Widow<br><strong>Locale:</strong> Stark Tower Living Quarters, Common Room<br><strong>Time:</strong> 7:34 pm, Eastern<br><strong>Tags:</strong> Clint<br><hr><br>"I only asked you what you wanted, I don't need your advice on how to handle vodka," Natasha snapped back at Clint, not even bothering to raise her eyes from the drink that she was busy mixing. When it was ready, she slid the Black Russian towards him across the smooth surface of the bar with enough force that it would fall off if he didn't catch it, but she obviously knew that he would; whatever else could be said about him, it couldn't be denied that the man had good reflexes. He had several good qualities, in fact, it was just a shame that he insisted on handicapping himself with so many self-imposed barriers and limitations.<br><br>Natasha's demeanor seemed to soften slightly again as she filled two shooter glasses with just straight vodka and set one of them down in front of Clint before knocking back her own glass without bothering to toast or wait for him. "Gotta give Stark credit, he has good taste." She slammed the small shooter glass back down on the counter. "If only he had some sense to go along with it instead of having his head stuck in the clouds constantly," Natasha continued as she picked up her larger rounded glass, the one containing her cocktail. <br><br>"But that's not what we came down here to talk about, is it?" She propped both of her elbows against the top of the bar and leaned very far forward, clearing most of the space between her an Clint as well as giving him the clearest view of her cleavage that could have been possible. Savoring the first sip of her drink, Natasha took the time to look him right in the eyes just to see if he'd flinch. "Ask me anything." It didn't sound too much unlike a challenge, as if she'd already guessed what he was going to ask and knew that he wouldn't like her answers.<br><br>"Don't hold back," she added with a teasing, slightly husky whisper, the corners of her lips curling into the faintest of smirks as she tilted her head to the side.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Avengers Assembled: Stark Tower - Living Quarters &amp; Common Areas</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ambrosial</strong> on <strong>28-11-2012, 01:14:26</strong>
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				<br><div class="floatright">(http://www.chitramala.in/img2/2011/04/portman-nude300.jpg)&nbsp; &nbsp;</div><strong>Name:</strong> Jane Foster<br><strong>Title:</strong> Stark Industries Consultant<br><strong>Locale:</strong> Jane's Room<br><strong>Time:</strong> 7:36pm, Eastern time<br><strong>Tags:</strong> Thor<br>&nbsp;<br><hr><br>Jane felt Thor move behind her, the mattress shifting under his weight, and she looked back over her shoulder at him with a contented smile. The strength of that orgasm had taken her by surprise (she preferred not to reflect on what that said about her personal life <em>excluding</em> Norse gods from other dimensions), and she panted to catch her breath.<br><br>He pulled her into a kiss, and she could taste her own fluids on his lips. Jane deepened their kiss, gasping as Thor’s fingers explored along her thighs, dancing around her core, where she knew he wanted to touch. The heat of his want was in every line of his expression, and she wasn’t about to deny him (or herself) any longer.<br><br>Jane reached back and grasped Thor’s thick length in her hand and rubbed the head along her wet lips, shifting her hips to better align her body with his own. She shivered as she guide his cock to prod against her entrance, her intention unspoken but undoubtedly clear.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Avengers Assembled: Stark Tower - Living Quarters &amp; Common Areas</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>bubby</strong> on <strong>02-12-2012, 01:24:14</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://media-cache-ec5.pinterest.com/upload/17873729740607531_Rqnsj35A_c.jpg)</div><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: times new roman;" class="bbc_font"><strong>Name:</strong> Leena Moran<br><strong>Title:</strong> The Enchantress<br><strong>Location:</strong> Stark Tower, Main Lobby<br><strong>Time:</strong> The Next Day<br><strong>Tags:</strong> JARVIS, Bruce Banner</span></span><br><hr><hr> <br><br><div align="center">Continued from Fortress of Lokitude (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=144307.0)</div><br>... Stepped forth in the same alley she had previously been in with the delicious God of Mischief. Wearing casual clothes, a dark floppy beanie gathered her sun kissed hair, a large bag slung over and arm. Placing large dark glasses upon her face she slipped the knife within her bag, lifting her chin and sauntering out of the alley to seamlessly blend with the New York foot traffic. Heads turned in her direction from every angle, from men and women alike, for she naturally exuded sensuality and desire. Yet all were ignored as she made a beeline for Stark Towers. Straight into the lobby she went, her face taking on it's eager innocence, biting her lip as she simply stood within the middle of the large space, looking around in lovely bewilderment. Slipping her glasses off, she would cough gently, looking up into space, effecting a soft lilting tone. <strong> “ Um... 'scuse me... JARVIS.. is it? I'm.. um.. I'm wondering if Dr. Banner is in the Tower? I'm his new assistant, but I don't want top just barge in.. could you let him know Leena is here? Please?”</strong><br><br>It wouldn't be long before the Monster was hers..
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Avengers Assembled: Stark Tower - Living Quarters &amp; Common Areas</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mathim</strong> on <strong>03-12-2012, 17:06:00</strong>
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				<hr><div class="floatleft">(http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-f_HxupTX79U/T-57zfkeMiI/AAAAAAAALvs/gGaGOviBN7s/s1600/Chris-Hemsworth-Shirtless-photo-scene-in-Thor-4.jpg)</div><br><span style="font-size: 13pt;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: georgia;" class="bbc_font"><strong>Name:</strong> Thor Odinson<br><strong>Title:</strong> God of Thunder<br><strong>Location:</strong> Stark Tower Living Quarters, Jane's Suite<br><strong>Time:</strong> 7:37 pm<br><strong>Tags:</strong> Jane Foster </span></span><br><br>Though he had just cum less than twenty minutes ago, Thor was agonizing for the opportunity to repeat itself. The foreplay had been a fun and pleasing diversion but now that 'business' was under way it felt like ages since he'd felt the hot, wet sensations Jane had gifted him with. She gripped him and teased herself with his cock, lubricating him in the process but he knew damn well after she'd squirted all over his face that it was patently unnecessary to make him slick enough to fit comfortably inside of her. Granted, he was rather well endowed but Jane was going to get used to it-very frequently, if he wasn't mistaken!<br><br>His strong back muscles allowed him to stay sitting vertically very easily and allowed Jane to sit upon him so their embrace, and kisses, need not be interrupted. With her on top there was no need to fret about his Asgardian density accidentally hurting her with his greater weight, and it allowed the inexperienced demigod to relax some and have his mortal lover do the bulk of the work and show him the ropes. As he slid into her at long last, it wasn't as smooth as inserting it into her mouth, but just the idea that he was now one with her, even if not all the way inside, resonated with him. It made him content and patient enough to let Jane get used to his size at her own pace before any thrusting on his part would be done. She may not have been a virgin but it was still a process getting used to a new lover.<br><br>He may not have been tipsy from the drink before but getting lost in Jane's eyes as their long-awaited lovemaking commenced made him lightheaded and that silly grin emerged on his face once again. He almost wished for a moment that he was mortal again, so that he could couple with her as vigorously as his body was screaming at him to do. Having to hold back his strength and limit the positions they could utilize was disappointing. He would just have to deal with it...or hope that one day he could bring her back to Asgard with him and solve the problem.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Avengers Assembled: Stark Tower - Living Quarters &amp; Common Areas</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Veluux</strong> on <strong>12-12-2012, 03:32:05</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://cache.gawker.com/assets/images/1/2008/08/downeynewer_def.flv.jpg)</div><hr><br><span style="font-family: arial;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>&nbsp; Name:</strong> Tony Stark<br>&nbsp; <strong>Title:</strong> Iron Man<br>&nbsp; <strong>Location:</strong> Tony &amp; Pepper's Penthouse Suite<br>&nbsp; <strong>Time:</strong> 6:47AM Friday<br>&nbsp; <strong>Tags:</strong> Pepper Potts, <strong>Natasha Romanov</strong></span></span><br><br><br><hr><hr><br><div align="center"><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size"><em>Continued from: Stark Tower - Research &amp; Development Level (http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=144300.msg7336994#msg7336994)</em></span></div><br><hr><br><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: times new roman;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 12pt;" class="bbc_size">&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; Stark slept very well for a change. Over the last few months - ever since Loki's attack - Tony had struggled to sleep through the night. It went well-beyond just having an overly-active mind. Tony had been plagued with visions of what-might-have-been; had the Avengers not managed to bring Loki's destructive push for power to an end. Rather than fight through the nights trying to go back to sleep - he would just get up and go do some work. Eventually he had convinced Natasha into beginning early morning training sessions with him. And now it had become routine - at least every other day, provided Natasha wasn't out on a mission somewhere off the grid.<br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;Pepper's decision to tear him away from work, even for just the evening, was exactly what he'd needed. He didn't wake even once, nor did he stir in his sleep - as he usually did. When the middle-aged man's eyes finally blinked open, he felt groggy, and was more than a little surprised he was actually in bed. Most of the time he fell asleep in his lab, at his desk, or on a couch watching some oddly random and informative television program. He saw Pepper sleeping soundly beside him and he smiled at her - the sheets hugging her close to her prone form. <br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;He turned his head to the side to view the translucent digital clock on the nightstand; it was nearly 7. He blinked a couple more times and got up as quickly - and quietly - as possible. He made his way over to the huge walk-in closet and quickly found a pair of sweatpants, a t-shirt, and a hoodie to thrown on. Making Natasha wait was nearly as bad as making Pepper wait - though Ms.Romanov's vengeance usually came in the form of applied physical pain during their session together. She rarely held back on him - which he appreciated, albeit grudgingly.<br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;He was already stepping into the elevator as he pulled the hoodie over his head, and the instant the doors closed - a familiar voice spoke up: "Running late, are we Sir?"<br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; <strong>"A wake-up call and coffee would have been nice."</strong> Tony said, just to retort - though he wouldn't have wanted to wake Pepper - which Jarvis understood. The lack of coffee, however, had no excuse.<br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;"It's waiting for you on the fitness level." Jarvis replied, almost smugly - if it were possible.<br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;<strong>"Well done. What about Natasha?"</strong> he asked.<br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;"Am I registering a hint of worry in your inquiry Sir?" <br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;Of course Jarvis could tell - he was probably the only one other than Pepper that could. Tony had no desire to experience a more-brutal-than-usual session. Especially since he still had so much work to do. Trying to get that done with ten or twenty different aches, pains, and bruises would <em>not</em> be pleasant. <strong>"Yes Jarvis, it is. We're going to need all of the Avengers on hand - and I still haven't heard from Black Widow."</strong><br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; It was a clever play by Stark, but Jarvis wasn't buying it. "I see." It wasn't a lie - Jarvis's programming prevented him from giving Stark false information; but the intelligent program had gotten around that little fact by offering an incredibly general and short response. <br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;Stark smiled slightly to himself, catching on to the clever response. Jarvis was almost like a son to Tony - and clearly he'd taken after his "father" in far-too many ways. Tony's smile was genuine. Since the program was nothing more than an object of his own creation, it's impressive intelligence only further inflamed Stark's massive ego. <strong>"Witty Jarvis. Witty."</strong> Tony added, as continuing the conversation with Jarvis' voice was still a human reflex - even if he knew it was artificially generated.<br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;"Oh get over yourself Sir."<br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;The doors opened, and Tony quickly exited - heading straight for the small breakroom and glancing up at the clock as he went. It was just now 7:00AM, their agreed meeting time. Surprisingly though - Natasha wasn't here yet. She usually at least called him if she wasn't going to be able to make it. However, by the time Tony had his freshly-brewed coffee in hand - it occurred to him that the woman could already be in the room... and <em>purposely</em> out of sight. Stark tried his best not to give away that he was no alert for any sudden appearances. He tried to casually take a sip from his coffee - concentrating on his peripheral vision and any hint of a noise as he looked out across the huge fitness room to the sparring ring in the middle. <br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;<strong>"Looks like somebody's running late."</strong> he said out-loud, hoping she could hear him. He had his back to the counter and was in a pretty defensible location. If she tried to make a move on him, he'd have a good chance at seeing (or hearing) it coming.</span></span></div>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Avengers Assembled: Stark Tower - Living Quarters &amp; Common Areas</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lithium</strong> on <strong>15-12-2012, 06:04:09</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i.imgur.com/CkkwQ.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Natasha Romanoff<br><strong>Title:</strong> Black Widow<br><strong>Locale:</strong> Stark Tower Living Quarters, Fitness Room<br><strong>Time:</strong> 7:03 am, Friday<br><strong>Tags:</strong> Clint, Tony<br><hr><br>The previous night with Clint hadn't been very productive. Natasha had tried to reel him in with the intention of finding out whether she could use him as a pawn or not, but it hadn't really gone anywhere, not even after several drinks. She wasn't sure if it was because he was weary or because he was in fact too much of a coward to do anything other than what other people had convinced him was the 'right thing', but it didn't seem like he was going to be of much use, and as much as Natasha would have loved to take her frustrations out on him, she had a different target in mind and didn't want to bring any unwanted attention upon herself too soon.<br><br>More specifically, since Stark had somehow stumbled into the role of being the Avengers' de facto leader, he was Natasha's top priority. <em>Cut off the head of a snake and the body will die.</em> Her revenge against SHIELD would come next, but first the Avengers situation needed to be dealt with.<br><br>She stepped into the fitness room only moments after Tony, wearing a sports bra, a pair of skin tight, very short shorts and tape around her wrists and ankles, everything black. The thought of ambushing him had never even crossed her mind. Why would she need to? It wasn't as if he posed any sort of threat to her without his suit; if anything, she should be handicapping herself in some way to make things more equitable.<br><br>"You almost sound worried." <em>You should.</em> "And since when did you become the poster boy for punctuality?" Natasha raised an arm up over her head and grabbed her bicep with her other hand, stretching it before repeating the process on the other side and finally climbing into the ring.<br><br>"Well, let's go then, I suppose that I can oblige you if you're in such a hurry to get your ass kicked."<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Avengers Assembled: Stark Tower - Living Quarters &amp; Common Areas</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Veluux</strong> on <strong>16-01-2013, 02:38:54</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://cache.gawker.com/assets/images/1/2008/08/downeynewer_def.flv.jpg)</div><hr><br><span style="font-family: arial;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>&nbsp; Name:</strong> Tony Stark<br>&nbsp; <strong>Title:</strong> Iron Man<br>&nbsp; <strong>Location:</strong> Fitness Level - Sparring Room<br>&nbsp; <strong>Time:</strong> 7:04AM Friday<br>&nbsp; <strong>Tags:</strong> <strong>Natasha Romanov</strong></span></span><br><br><br><hr><br><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: times new roman;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 12pt;" class="bbc_size">&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; <strong>"I am the most punctual person in the world; unfortunately for the rest of world, they don't exactly operate on my schedule."</strong> Stark said matter-of-factly before taking another sip of his hot coffee, as if the ridiculous remark was actually serious.<br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;Tony watched her climb into the ring then, his eyes briefly lingering in places they probably had no business lingering. It was difficult for him to peel his eyes away, given what she was wearing; but by the time she had turned around to face him his eyes were already locked on hers. Tony grinned at her offering. The witty banter that went back and forth between the two almost did him more good than the technical training she was giving him - or "ass-kickings" as she liked to call them. It put him in a very good mood and he honestly felt like he got a lot more work done on those days - despite the fact that one appendage or another was bandaged up or impaired by a bag of ice.<br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;He took another sip of his coffee before setting it down and making his way towards the sparring ring. <strong>"You seem much more sprite than usual."</strong> he quipped as he leaned onto the raised floor of the ring and rolled under the bottom rope. He stood up and grabbed his wrist wraps that were draped on one of the corner posts and quickly wrapped up each wrist tightly. He stepped forward more towards the center of the square and in Natasha's direction and bounced lightly on his feet a couple of times.<br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp; <strong> "But if I could start every day by beating someone as great as Iron Man into the mats I'd probably pretty spirited as well."</strong> He laughed, <strong>"Your morning routine is Loki's life-long quest."</strong> So he was fanning up his ego a bit, that or he was trying to get under Natasha's skin - which was virtually impossible. He had no doubts she pummeled him even harder the more he annoyed her, but in a weird way he enjoyed it. He knew she was making him better, smarter, and more experienced as far as combat was concerned - it hurt at the time, but physical wounds always healed eventually. <br></span></span></div>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Avengers Assembled: Stark Tower - Living Quarters &amp; Common Areas</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lithium</strong> on <strong>17-01-2013, 01:48:39</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i.imgur.com/CkkwQ.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Natasha Romanoff<br><strong>Title:</strong> Black Widow<br><strong>Locale:</strong> Stark Tower Living Quarters, Fitness Room<br><strong>Time:</strong> 7:05 am, Friday<br><strong>Tags:</strong> Tony<br><hr><br>Natasha leaned back nonchalantly against the ropes and rolled her eyes up at the ceiling while Tony made his usual smart-ass remarks, but behind her casual body language, she was already feeling irritated and beginning to get riled up. It was as if the man had managed to summarize everything that was so reprehensible about him in a few short sentences. He was being cute and half-joking as usual, but still, the way that he really thought deep down shone through with perfect clarity in Natasha's eyes.<br><br>Everything was always about him, and even when it wasn't, Tony had to try to make it seem like it was. He actually <em>was</em> pretentious enough to truly mean it when he said that the first and foremost goal on Loki's mind was to destroy him in particular. And yet somehow almost everyone just seemed to love him for it, as if he was somehow endearing rather than nauseating. Hell, even Natasha had almost gotten reeled in by his bizarre spell before the truth suddenly hit her and she began to see clearly again.<br><br>Well, she would make today <em>all</em> about him, , so he'd be happy to know that he wouldn't be lacking for any of the attention that he seemed to crave so badly. Without so much as a warning or a 'go', Natasha pushed herself off of the ropes to meet him in the center of the ring and executed a lightning fast roundhouse kick to Tony's ribs, getting under his guard easily enough. She bounced back a step after that first strike, choosing not to follow up on it, but it should have been a pretty clear indication to Tony that the training wheels had been ripped right off and that today's session was going to be just a bit different than their previous ones.<br><br>"Coffee wasn't enough to wake you up?" Natasha taunted, taking a figurative jab at her opponent's inferior speed and reflexes.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Avengers Assembled: Stark Tower - Living Quarters &amp; Common Areas</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Veluux</strong> on <strong>26-01-2013, 21:49:21</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://images.hitfix.com/photos/158565/Iron_Man_2_Morning_Read_Comic_Con_Day_One_article_story_main.jpg)</div><hr><br><span style="font-family: arial;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>&nbsp; Name:</strong> Tony Stark<br>&nbsp; <strong>Title:</strong> Iron Man<br>&nbsp; <strong>Location:</strong> Fitness Level - Sparring Room<br>&nbsp; <strong>Time:</strong> 7:06AM Friday<br>&nbsp; <strong>Tags:</strong> <strong>Natasha</strong></span></span><br><br><br><hr><br><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: times new roman;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 12pt;" class="bbc_size">&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; Her first move caught Tony off-guard, physically as well as mentally. Of course he was older, slower, and extremely less-experienced in hand to hand combat - so her landing a quick and unexpected blow wasn't a complete surprise. What had surprised him was the attitude behind the attack, and the possibility that he actually <em>had</em> gotten under her skin. He couldn't count the number of times he'd done so before even on a single hand. That or something else had rattled her chain this morning, but taking it out on him was completely unlike Natasha.<br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;But then... how well did he really know her? Sure she'd been an assistant at Stark Industries - but that was all just a cover anyways. They'd been in combat together, albeit briefly; but the majority of his knowledge about Natasha had probably come from this very ring over the last few months. It really wasn't much to go off of.<br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;As quick as the thoughts raced to his mind when she's launched at him, he dismissed them - focusing on the task at hand, which would be much more than he could handle - especially in the sour mood she appeared to be in. Unless that too was just a ruse. He couldn't assume anything, he just took up a neutral stance as she bounded back a bit - so he'd be ready for what came next. He could feel the pain in his ribs from her early score, there would be a bruise there tomorrow for sure.<br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;Tony hated taking a defensive position, but he couldn't be overly aggressive to Widow either. Counterstrikes tended to do much more damage than the blows she came up with on her own. He took a step toward her, hands up and ready to block or parry blows as he sought out his own opportunity to strike.<br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;<strong>"I'm sure it will kick in eventually; but I suppose you should take your shots now, while you still can."</strong> It was an instinctive reply. One which he'd likely pay for having said in the very near future, but he almost couldn't help it. He'd do the same thing in combat against a real opponent, so it was probably best that he learned to deal with angry rage-driven opponents. And that was why he had no desire to go toe-to-toe with Banner. Ever.<br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp; He was less than a meter in front of her now, and light on the balls of his feet - ready to move, shift, and utilize his legs for offense or defense. That was the biggest lesson he'd gotten from Natasha, every part of the body was weapon: arms, legs, knees, elbows, head; anything and everything. Improvisation was key. <strong>"I take it today we'll be reviewing all the past lessons?"</strong> He feigned a light jab just to get some movement out of her, but was careful not to put any weight or force behind it that she could use against him.<br></span></span></div>
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