Guilty as sin | Yelena Belova x Reader
⟡ Yelena can’t take her eyes off you. Without ever touching your skin she's practically enamored, her hands itching to be closer to you.
— fem!reader. No body/appearance descriptions. More of a Yelena POV, she has a HUGE crush on you. Suggestive language, making out. Will have a part. 2.
a/n: Thank you so much to the person who requested more Yelena!
Friends. That's all you are, that's all you're going to be.
But Yelena? She wished, she prayed, she begged the universe for you. It started with hanging out one time, Ava was sweet enough to invite the girl from her favorite coffee shop. The last minute "brunch" was perfect, Yelena had a lot of time to meet you. Your work, your ambitions, your adventures in the city, and the regular complaints about the rush hours at your job.
It was innocent, simple but she fell for you. You said one word and she was eager for more, listening to you ramble was one of the best things. When your eyes would lock with hers, she felt her knees weak.
Would it be so pathetic to just fell to her knees for you?
Maybe it would, but she would do it in a second.
It was now 8:00pm, and the bar started to get crowded early thanks to the band playing. Ava was waiting for Yelena at the bar, they talked for a minute with other girls Ava had befriended.
Between the noise, the drinks and all the bodies cramping against each other she saw you. Yelena never wanted to rip someone else’s clothes so fast.
You looked good, no, you looked gorgeous. You are glowing.
She opens her mouth to say something but nothing comes up, she gets close to you and leads you to the bar to buy you a drink. Her hand comes to rest on your back as you lean in to talk to the bartender, in a quick blink of an eye you get your drink on your hand and Yelena blinks fast.
Where does the time go? When she’s analyzing every each one of your features, the way your cheeks are pink, your lips always shiny with a lip gloss that Yelena swears it tastes like cherry.
She jumps out of her train of thought, looking at you. Your eyes dazzle even beneath the dim lighting of the bar.
"Yes, yeah I- I know where the others are"
Yelena leads you to the bar, pushing the people who for some reason started to dance. She rolls her eyes, then realized Ava and her friends joined the group.
Great. She can get you for herself now.
She leads you to a booth, sitting right beside you. Looking at the way you sip at your drink.
You are nervous, you can't avoid it. She's so close, she keeps her eyes on you. That sweet, honey-coated gaze that follows every moment.
"I'm glad we didn't get dragged to the made up dance floor"
"Yeah, Im pretty bad at dancing so I would've embarrassed myself in front of the prettiest girl I know" Yelena says, the alcohol from the past hour now making its effect.
You laugh, shaking your hands and the drink spills on your lap. Your leg gets a little wet and Yelena gulps, freezing.
What should she do? She can't stop staring at your legs, your skirt ridding up as you sat down.
Fuck, fuck, fuck. Yelena can't move, she closes her hands, knuckles white as her fists fall to the leather of the booth.
"Oh, shoot!" you say, softly. Reaching for a napkin but they are on Yelena’s side. "Can you… uh—"
Your voice drowns, as Yelena feels the hairs on the back of her head rise at the alert. She moves fast, and takes a couple of napkins to help you clean up.
She brushes your skin with the napkins, cursing at the slight barrier that comes between you. She’s focused on lifting the end of your dress pinching the fabric and being careful not to touch you. Because once she does, she won't survive.
You laugh. That belly laugh she adores from you.
"No!" you interrupt her, shaking your head. “I asked you for a napkin and you ended up cleaning me up" You tilt your head, looking for her eyes.
"I'm sorry, I didn't hear you" she panics, avoiding your gaze and slowly looking at you. Your clothes fit you so well and your cleavage. Fuck… fuck. Her hand falls to your thigh as she fully looks at you now. Fuck, fuck.
"Don't worry, you're really sweet" you smile, her gaze finally falling on yours. Your eyes are piercing hers.
"Uh- its nothing, I wanted to help"
"Can I ask you a question?" you ask.
She nods pretty quickly. Her words scrambled on her brain, the touch on your leg feels warm, no, it feels hot. Like she's playing with fire. You feel it too.
"Do you really think I'm the prettiest girl?"
Yelena’s hand squeezes your thigh absentmindedly. Yours falling on her arm, squeezing back as reassurance. She slides on the seat to be closer to you, her free arm rounding your shoulders.
"Of course! Of fucking course" she nods again. Quickly. Sure. You melt.
"Thank you" you look down to your hands, the way your bodies are so close now.
"Hey" Yelena says, soft and low. "Don't hide from me" her hand leaves your thigh and her fingers come to pinch your jaw making you look at her.
You let her, following her movements to look at her. Your cheeks are so red. Yelena almost jumps at you.
"You are the prettiest, you hear me? Not only for me, I know everyone thinks you are beautiful" she licks her lips, looking at you. You blink, nod slightly. A form of consent.
She takes it, of course. Yelena doesn't have to think twice, one look at your lips and she leans in. Her hand coming to cup your cheek, feeling the hot of your face. She smirks on your lips before moving hers.
The kiss is sweet at first, but it escalates. She makes her way into your mouth, her tongue dancing with yours. Yelena tastes the lipgloss she's been dreading to, she tastes the fruity of your drink and her heart quickens.
You don't move, and she knows you won't until she tells you to, so she doesn't. Her hand slides from your jaw to your neck. Fingertips tapping softly in your collar bone then presses her palm against your chest, sliding down feeling the curve of your boobs where she leaves a soft squeeze and then comes down to your belly and finally your thigh. Your skirt is damp from before but she doesn't care.
The kiss breaks as the band starts playing.
"Dammit" Yelena curses, her words tingling against your lips. Her hands hard and possessive on you.
"We don't have to listen to them, I mean, they probably suck" you say, your hands never left her face since the kiss started. You noticed she liked it since whimpered.
"Yeah" she smiles, watching your plump soft pink lips. A little of her spit on you. "Can I take you home, I'll take care of you"
You nod, taking her hand and walking towards the door. She doesn't look for Ava or her friends. She squeezes your hand as the cold of the night hits both of your faces.
"I'd take you anywhere, in that damn loud bar… but I'm going to take care of you, you deserve it" she leans to kiss your temple as her arm rests against your shoulders.
She melts again, giggling as she shakes her head.
"You have no idea how much I've been wanting you"
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