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cuddles: Nat is the big spoon, always having you tucked into her in some way
she loves to hold you on her chest, running her fingers through your hair as you tell her about your day
she sometimes gets pulled into your chest but that is on rare occasions
touching: nat likes soft, gentle touches in public
hugging you from behind, holding your hand, running her hand down your arm
she also likes more possessive touches as well
grabbing your hips to pull you close, pulling you in by the back off your neck, etc
she is very protective and you can tell through her touches, secretly liking it when she gives out the message that you're hers and hers only
ESPECIALLY AT TONY'S PARTIES, MISS ROMANOFF WILL WALK UP BEHIND YOU, HUG YOU FROM BEHIND, AND KISS YOU ON YOUR NECK IF SOMEONE IS DUMB ENOUGH TO FLIRT WITH YOU
love your fics so much! i've never requested on your page before so sorry if i'm doing it wrong shsjsk this is kinda descriptive so sorry about that, you can change it if you like! but could i maybe request a soft mommy!nat pleasee?? where nat has the biggest strap you've ever taken before, and she slowly forces you to take it while you're crying because it's so big. she's super soft and praises you through the pain and once she's in she holds you still on her strap until you stop crying?? thank you so much!💕
“are you okay, bunny?” natasha asked, brushing back the loose strands of hair stuck to your forehead.
“yes.” you whimpered, tightening your hold on natasha’s shoulders as you sank down on her strap. “it’s just a l-little hard, mommy.”
“it’s okay dove, i’ve got you. take your time. you took the first few inches easily, but your eyes screwed shut as the cock travelled deeper inside your core. one of nat’s hands cupped the side of your face. “look at me, dove. let me see those pretty eyes.”
your eyes fluttered open and a few tears ran down your cheeks. “don’t cry, sweet girl.” natasha cooed, swiping her thumbs underneath your eyes. “mommy’s right here.”
her hand trailed down to where your bodies met and she gently rubbed at your neglected clit. “that’s it, good girl. open up for mommy. you’re taking me so well.” the redhead reached slowly guided the toy into your pussy.
“it’s almost in, just a couple more inches. you can take it, bunny. such a good girl for me.” you moaned as the toy finally bottomed out in your cunt.
“it’s okay, you’re okay.” natasha held you there until your grip on her shoulder had loosened up. “are you ready, dove?”
This is my first ever commission for @g-cordelia! Thank you so much for your support and I hope you enjoy!
You awoke to the harsh shrill of your alarm clock, groaning before rolling out of the warm embrace of your wife to turn it off. Your hopes that it wouldn’t wake her ruined as she mumbled a soft “good morning”, pulling you back into her arms. You turned to face her, heart skipping a beat as you gazed at your wife. After being married for 3 years and together for 5 some people would expect waking up next to her wouldn’t be the same. But every time you woke up with her next to you, you were blown away. Wanda had an ethereal glow cast by the morning sun shining through the crack in the curtains. She was lying on her side, her growing baby bump pressing into your own stomach. Her hair was slightly covering her face, eyes half lidded as she stared at you with nothing but love in her eyes. Wanda was always soft in the mornings, something she reserved for you and your child.
You press a soft kiss to her lips whispering a “good morning my angel” before sliding down the bed to be eye level with Wanda’s belly. “And good morning to you too little one” you say, before leaving a kiss on her stomach. “How are you so perfect?” You glance up at these words, Wanda beaming at you before beckoning you up so she can kiss you again.
An abrupt knock sounds at the door and Natasha’s voice can be heard on the other side. “Wanda, y/n, open up!”. You share a glance at Wanda before you climb out of bed and open the door, inviting Nat in before closing the door behind her. Nat moves to stand beside your bed and exchanges greetings with Wanda as you sit back down next to your wife. Natasha looks between you both with a sigh before focusing her attention on you. “Y/n I know you’ve stepped back from missions since Wanda’s been pregnant, but Fury just told me we are needed on an urgent mission. I’m not sure what it is, he says we will be briefed on the Quinjet. I tried to get him to assign someone else but apparently there is no one else for the job”. Nat gives you a sad look as she finishes speaking. She knows how difficult it was for both yourself and Wanda when you decided to stop going on missions. But you both agreed you couldn’t compromise your wellbeing or the life you were creating. Wanda reached for your hand, slowly running her thumb up and down your palm. “When do we have to go?”. “In about 30 minutes. I’ll go suit up so you both can talk. Y/n see you at the Quinjet”. After saying goodbye to Natasha, you turned to face Wanda, who had a solemn expression on her face. “Promise me you’ll be safe”. “I promise” you whispered before capturing her lips in a kiss. Placing a hand on Wanda’s stomach, you leant down. “That’s a promise to you too little one”. After many kisses and promises you’d return safe, you left to shut up and meet Nat at the Quinjet.
Walking onto the Quinjet, you moved to sit next to Nat in the co-pilot seat, as Fury began briefing you both on the mission. Although you had mostly given up missions for the foreseeable future, a decision you were more than happy with, you couldn’t deny the rush of adrenaline and excitement that came with starting one. After Fury left, so did you, sparing one last glance at the Avengers compound before flying off to your destination.
The mission was relatively simple. You and Nat were to infiltrate a Hydra base and get information needed for the other Avengers who were on a separate mission. They couldn’t complete their mission until you had found the information needed.
After landing the Quinjet in a clearing close to the base, you and Natasha began the short walk to the edge of the forest that surrounded the Hydra base. This was your first mission since Wanda became pregnant, something you were extremely aware of. You couldn’t help but to play with your wedding ring attached to the chain around your neck. Normally you would wear it on your finger, but you didn’t want to risk losing it.
“Okay. There’s a ladder off to the left-hand side. I’m going to use that to climb to the roof and then enter through one of the vents. You circle around to the back, there should be a door that’s relatively unguarded. I’ll take out the guards on the roof so you don’t need to worry about that”. You nodded along with Nat’s plan while you mentally psyched yourself up for this mission, reminding yourself that the sooner it’s completed the sooner you can get home to Wanda.
You and Natasha both went your separate ways, you circle around to the back of the base while Nat began to climb the ladder. You stayed near the edge of the forest, waiting for the signal that would tell you the guards had been taken care of and you could enter through the door. After about 10 minutes of waiting, you see Natasha give you the signal before disappearing into a vent. You quickly but quietly make your way to the door, using a key card Nat had thrown down from one of the guards you scan yourself into the building before pocketing it. With guns drawn you sneak down the hallway, making sure to check every corner and doorway. The base was eerily quiet, almost too quiet. You shrugged it off however, not wanting to distract yourself from the mission.
You made your way to the surveillance room, taking out any Hydra agents you happened to come across. After scanning yourself into the room and taking care of the agents present, you began to look through the computers for the necessary information. “Hey Nat, where are you?” After you heard no reply on the comms and due to you jamming the surveillance cameras before you entered, you didn’t have a clue where she was. However, you knew Natasha was an incredible spy and could hold her own. You needed to get the information. You decided you would search the base after sending off the information to Shield if you hadn’t gotten in contact with her via the comms.
After gathering the necessary intel and sending it through to Shield, you began your search of the Hydra base. After turning a few corners, you began to hear the faint sound of fighting, alerting you to Natasha’s location. After running down multiple hallways you finally rounded the corner Natasha was in. There were about 10 Hydra agents all circling Natasha, who was managing to hold the off. You ran up to her and began to help, taking out Hydra agents left and right until you were the only ones standing. “Did you get the intel?” “I did” you replied. “Let’s get you home to Wanda”. You began to make your way back down the hallway, this time with Natasha by your side. As you were stepping over one of the Hydra agents, you failed to realise they were still slightly conscious. All of a sudden you felt a burning sensation on your lower stomach, followed by the sound of a single gunshot echoing through the hallway. You looked down to see a knife lodged into your lower abdomen, and a Hydra agent with a fresh bullet wound in his head courtesy of Natasha, you had moved to your side in an instant. Black dots began to appear on your vision as Natasha helped you back into the Quinjet, immediately laying you down on the stretcher before grabbing the first aid kit from underneath. “Nat” you managed to choke out, blood dribbling from your mouth. “You’re gonna be ok y/n”. “No Nat listen”, you tried again. You could feel yourself beginning to lose consciousness, but you had to tell her something before you did. “Please don’t tell Wanda. Not until I get better”. With that, your vision went blank, and you passed out.
You regained consciousness two days lying in a hospital bed with your wife asleep on a cot next to you. You looked around the room to see Natasha sitting in a chair on the other side of your bed reading a bit. You went to speak but immediately started coughing, alerting Natasha that you had woken up. She immediately got you a cup of water, helping you drink it before sitting back down. “How long has she been here?” You asked, motioning to your wife who still asleep. Natasha sighed, “When we got back, and you were rushed to the hospital ward. I couldn’t keep it from her y/n, especially when you’ve been out for two days”. Wanda began to stir then, your eyes immediately going to her. Nat quietly left the room, wanting to give you both some time together.
When Wanda woke up, she immediately burst into tears. With the stiches in your stomach, you couldn’t move as fast as you would like, however you eventually sat beside her, Wanda immediately throwing her arms around you and burying her face into her neck. It was only then that the reality of what could’ve been set in for you. There was a chance you wouldn’t be the one holding Wanda right now, it instead being Natasha while the mourned your passing. You began to tear up at the thought and held onto Wanda tighter as you whispered you were sorry. After sitting in each other’s embrace for a while, you both eventually parted. Wanda looked deep into your eyes, “My love, why did you ask Nat not to tell me you were hurt?” Straight away you felt guilty. It’s not that you wanted to keep it from her, you never keep anything from her. You just didn’t want her to worry, or to stress either her or the baby out. Wanda immediately realised this; she can read minds after all. Instead of responding however, she brought you into a passionate kiss, one filled with love and hope and desperation. It was in that moment you decided that it didn’t matter if the entire world was ending, you were not leaving Wanda’s side.
Four weeks later….
You woke up soft kisses along your spine and the soft giggles of your wife as you groaned and rolled over. You were still sore but had thankfully gotten your stitches taken out and were healing well. You kissed Wanda good morning before moving down to do the same to her baby bump, whispering a good morning to your child as well. Wanda giggled before sliding down the bed and placing a gentle kiss on the scar that had formed on your stomach. Ever since you had gotten your stitches out, Wanda had kissed your scar almost as much as you kissed her baby bump. It started as a joke however it soon evolved into a loving gesture from the most beautiful woman to grace the Earth. You pulled Wanda to lay on top of you, her head resting in the crook of your neck as you turned on the TV to some random cooking channel. You sighed in content, your hand caressing her baby bump. You truly were the luckiest woman in the world.
could you do number 1 with carol x fem!reader please 🥺
Carol Danvers x 1. “Come over here and make me”
Warnings: Minor adult language, suggestive themes/implied smut??
Word Count: ~470, short and sweet
"Baby, I have to leave for a mission in a few days. Can you please come spend some time with me?" your girlfriend Carol sighed from the couch.
"Mmm, don't threaten me with a good time. You know I need to get this done before my deadline tonight," you respond, eyes glued to the laptop screen like they had been for the entirety of the day.
You were usually the one to complain about her workload, not the other way around, but you had a new boss that was riding your ass about this report and you had already asked for one extension- you didn't want to push your luck with another.
Her face falls into a dramatic pout, "I'm not gonna even be on this planet- and there's not exactly intergalactic facetime, though I'm sure Stark could cook something up." she complains, making you snort as you shake your head at her in response.
"As much as I like looking at you working, believe me I do, I think there are much better ways we could be spending our precious time," she says with a smirk.
You decide to humor her, "Oh yeah, Danvers? And what would that be?" You tease, pausing to look back at your girlfriend.
"Why don't you come over here and find out?" she says with a wink, and you can't help but giggle at her.
"Tempting, but I really need to finish this report," you sigh, going back to your rapid typing.
"What if I said please stop working?" she replied with her cute pouty face again. You chew at your lip, part of you knowing you needed to keep working, another part of you wanting to say the hell with it and having your way with your girlfriend. You ponder the pros and cons for a moment before making up your mind,
"I would say, why don't you come over here and make me?" you reply cooly. A grin breaks out on Carol's face and she's by your side in an instant, slamming the laptop shut and wrapping her arms around the bottom of your thighs to lift you from the chair- making you squeal with surprise.
Her mouth quickly finds yours and you giggle into the kiss "Someone was eager" you mumble against her lips, hand tangling in her silky blonde hair and kissing her back with more fervor than before.
"My girlfriend has been ignoring me all day, sitting there looking damn good and she wouldn't even let me touch her," she mumbles between kisses, throwing you down on the couch with a yelp as she follows suit, planting rapid pecks against your lips and down your neck. "I'm just making up for lost time." She says with a smirk, kissing you until your toes curl and the work report was long forgotten- the only thing on your mind being her.
summary: you enjoy making natasha jealous, natasha doesn’t enjoy it as much
warnings: fingering, cursing, SMUT,
rating: DON’T read unless you’re 18+ 🔥
word count: 1,100
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making Natasha jealous was a game to you. you loved seeing how jealous you could make your possessive girlfriend. you knew you’d never get into serious trouble with her over it and it always seemed to result in great sex so any chance you got, you made sure to push the woman’s buttons.
her fingers tightened around yours when you got to the front doors of Tony’s place. “try to be on your best behavior tonight.” Natasha looked down at you, giving you that look that warned you against trying anything. you rolled your eyes, flashing the girl a sweet, innocent smile, it made her bite the inside of her cheeks, she knew that smile too well.
She was literally glowing, an ethereal being hovering over the ground like a star hovers in the sky. She was the embodiment of power, a god that roamed the Earth. But to you she was so much more than that. The strong hands that had stopped countless enemies were soft and gentle with you, lifting you up on your hard days and pushing you to succeed on others. Her words are kind, and her eyes hold nothing but pure love and adoration when she looks at you. Captain Marvel is nothing short of godly for the world, but for you she is Carol Danvers, the dorky, drunk in love idiot that is solely yours.
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Carol Danvers was many things to many people. You knew this when you first met her, when she introduced herself to you on your first day working for SHIELD. There were many people on many different planets that relied on the amazing woman you fell in love with, and sometimes it got the best of you.
You tried not to let the disappointment show when she would tell you she was heading off on another mission to some distant planet to help people you could only dream of meeting. You tried to hide your tears when you would hug her, whispering ‘goodbye’ and ‘I love you star girl’ before she flew off into the night.
So, you made the most of the time that was just for the two of you. Soft morning kisses and tired voices whispering ‘I love you’ as the sun slowly climbed over the horizon. Lazy days spent curled up in each others arms, sloppy kisses and wandering hands distracting the both of you from the movie you put on as background noise.
You knew that you were the only one who had her heart. You were the only one waking up in her arms each morning and falling asleep next to her every night. You were the only one who had memorised every part of her body, each scar and freckle forever burned into your mind. No one but you knew the way she tasted, or the sounds she made when you were making love. Because that side of her was only for you, no one else.
Carol never liked to admit just how much of a hold you had on her. If you asked her to stop taking missions and stay home with you until the end of time she would agree in an instant. You were her world and she knew that no matter what, you were the only thing she would never be able to live without.
Carol Danvers was many things to many people. But, as you swayed to the soft music playing at the reception, Carol’s arms around your waist as she whispered sweet nothings into your ear, you knew that you were the only one that could call her wife.
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