HIII!! super rough and unedited but I wanted to get it out. I am new to writing smut so bare with me lol. I've had this in my drafts for a min so figured I get it out! Hope you enjoy ;)
Warnings: Smut, Bottom!Nat, Top!Reader, Violence, IDK JUST PLEASE MDI
Summary: Natasha was a flirt, it was easy and entertaining, but she took a keen interest in flirting with you; Toying with you on a mission however, may not have been the best idea, or was it?
"Morning soldier," Nat greeted, causing you to blush immediately as you finished rinsing your fruits.
"Hey, Nat, want any fruit," you offered. The girl made you extremely flustered when it came to her comments, but besides that you had real friendship with the her
"No, thank you, but you could hand me a bowl," doing as she said you opened the cabinet above you handing Nat her request, "Thanks," she said taking the bowl letting your fingers touch and running her other hand across your broad shoulders as she passed you.
You flushed quickly, turning around clumsily your elbow hit the cabinet you had left open and your bowl of fruit drop straight to the floor.
Those in the kitchen laughed at the regular interaction as Wilson mumbled out a teasing, "nice one, y/l/n," as you rubbed the back of your neck and stared at the spilled fruit and empty Tupperware on the floor.
"yeah, yeah whatever," you grumbled out picking up your fruit as Wanda helped you giving you a pity smile and Nat smirked amused in the corner.
"You ever gonna give the girl a break," Clint asked walking up beside Nat as the two watched you wash your fruit again and get another bowl leaving the kitchen.
"Absolutely not," Nat said making her bowl of oatmeal, "the day's just begun, and we have training soon."
You had headed back to your room to save yourself any more embarrassment. You didn't mind the flirting by Nat, it boosted your ego and you were head over heals for the woman. She was perfect in your eyes, which was terrifying. She was brave, very skilled in her job, very stubborn, a little pridefull, but she was genuinely kind, understanding, and absolutely stunning. That's why she had so much power over you. You did everything she asked of you and practically dropped to your knees whenever she batted her eyelashes; everyone knew it.
You have yet to figure out her true intentions with her comments, but you knew they were too detailed and persistent for it not to mean anything. Whether it was just lust or whether she became the love of your life, it didn't matter to you yet, you just wanted her… and maybe a little payback for all the times she's embarrassed you. You spent a little time in your room finishing up mission reports but inevitably headed down to the main gym early. It was team training today which means more rosy cheeks and school girl butterflies are coming your way. You decided it’d be safe to work up a little sweat so you could at least attempt to excuse the blush on your face.
“Hey,” Steve greeted as he approached the treadmill you were stretching next to, “you beat me, here."
“don’t be shocked rogers, I am suppose to be the better model,” you teased
“i think people prefer the original,” he returned, as he began his stretches as well.
The two of you ended up running for about 45 minutes; you reaching 33 miles, Steve 31.
“people can prefer you more, but numbers don’t lie,” you spoke as the two of you walked over to the waters with a light sweat.
Steve was ready to reply when the gym doors opened with Wilson, Bucky, and the Maximoff’s entering and greeting you.
You announced to all of them how you beat Steve and began a discussion about who’s the best super soldier as Nat and Clint entered.
Natasha’s eyes landed on you immediately and that glowing sheen of sweat. Nat practically went feral whenever she caught you training or even in the field, basically anytime your muscles were pumped and you were showing off your strength, which is why she loveddd training with you.
As the team did their separate warm-ups, they eventually made it to the big mat to run scenarios on Vision, who made a reasonable subject as he was made of the strongest metal on Earth. Each of them took their turns and contributing pointers.
“Hey soldier,” Nat greeted joining your side and looking up at you.
“Tasha,” you smiled warmly, “no distractions this session please,” you breathed jokingly
“what me? you do your own share of distracting,” she spoke alluringly.
You raised you eyebrows in question
she smirked touching your bicep lightly as you looked down at your tight black compression tee, “your training shirts don’t leave much to imagine.” Your jaw clenched hard enough to shatter your teeth as your face lit up once more leaving you unable to respond besides a small laugh, “don’t worry soldier,” she stood on her tippy toes as you leaned your ear towards her and she whispered, “I really don’t mind.”
“y/l/n,” Sam shouted, “why don’t you and Steve spar so we can decide who’s really the better model."
You forced a smile still caught up in what Nat said, “winner goes against Buck,” you proposed as Steve and Bucky immediately engaged in banter. You looked back to Nat who was already walking away with that dumb sway in her hips.
“Ahem,” Steve cleared his throat waiting in the middle.
“Let the soldier gawk for a min,” Bucky laughed as everyone was already giggling.
Walking to the middle of the mat your jaw clenched with the tension Nat at fueled, “Ready, kid,” Steve smiled extending his hand, you shook off your thoughts and accepted his hand.
You began with light jabs and blocks, both of them moving with an easy grace. Steve feinted to the left, then quickly punched you right in the face falling away from the punch as you gave a small laugh.
You responded with a quick, kick aimed at Steve's shin, eyes sparkling as you got back up quickly and made brief eye contact with Nat going straight back in for another punch; Steve dodged it impressively giving your hair a playful ruffle, receiving a feigned glare. You then get caught off guard once more by the red head over Steve’s shoulder this time getting tooo lost in her and allowing Steve to attempt a mock take down, you struggled briefly but slipped out of it twisting and landing an instinctual sharp kick to his ribs.
Steve dropped to his knees immediately and held a hand up clutching his rib as he gasped for air, his own being completely knocked out of him. he declared a dramatic surrender, “I concede,” he choked, “tad too hard for training kid.”
“shit, sorry,” you breathed sliding down to help him stand.
“all good just was not prepared for all that air to get knocked out,” he breathed out a laugh.
You and Sam let out a laugh as you both went to help him up.
"Yeah, if we're gonna spar can we get Romanoff to leave the room," Bucky joked receiving a smack from Wanda beside him.
"Shut it, Barnes," you said rolling your eyes, "you can just say you're scared." The team laughed at this but deep down you were a little sick of it. You could've genuinely hurt Steve.
The rest of training went pretty smoothly, you stayed as far away as you could from Nat and decided on sparring with Vision for safety.
On the way back to your room your mind was only on her. You spent the rest of the night thinking about her. You craved her in so many ways and you've never experienced the attention of such a beautiful woman, whether it was genuine or not it made you weak; weak in many ways that could lead to dangerous outcomes.
A knock pulled you out of your thoughts, you were sat on your bed freshly out the shower, in only a sports bra and shorts.
"Yeah, just a minute!"
"Hey, y/n, it's Steve," he announced from the other side of the door, "I've got a mission for you, I need you in conference room 6 for a breifing."
"Got it!" you answered opening the door dressed to see him heading in that direction," What's the job," you asked at the door only to see Nat and Maria inside.
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The mission was simple get in get out. HYDRA's latest threat: a hidden base in Siberia working on a new generation of enhanced using stolen S.H.I.E.L.D. technology. The mission involved only gathering intelligence, sabotaging the facility's operations, and ensuring the destruction of any cruel new serum, simple enough, hopefully.
Your mind wasn't completely in it, it was still caught up in your mission partner, and the lack of control you experienced around her. You knew this mission could be dangerous as well, HYDRA's experiments usually are, you, Bucky, and the twins are proof of that.
"Hey you alright," Nat pulled you out of your thoughts as she stood in front of you.
"Yeah," you gave a soft smile getting up and walking past her towards your locker.
"you sure, y/n," she walked towards you again, "it's okay if you're not, I know a mission like this can bring up things," she said trying to comfort you. You looked at her catching the genuineness in her eyes, stirring up those school girl butterflies.
"Yeah, I'm all good," you answered grabbing your usual knives and gadgets, "just a little nervous."
"I get it," she said going to her own locker beside you, "I wouldn't worry, we're in this together." You smiled at her cheesiness but deep down it did help lift you a little. This was the kindness you were talking about, she could be so understanding, and sweet; the great black widow, all sweet to you in private. Maybe it wasn't weakness she brought out of you.
"Destination, in ten minutes," FRIDAY announced.
"I'll land us," you said walking past Nat and into the cockpit.
The perimeter had already been infiltrated by another SHIELD unit, and a map of the facilities layout was processed with key points of interest highlighted. Natasha and you made your way up to the roof so she could access the security measures.
"Watch it," you pulled Nat back by the arm nodding down to a pressure alarm, "don't be so distracted," you commented off handedly.
"excuse me," she scoffed, "let's not talk about what happened in training today," she teased.
Ouch. You dropped her arm,rolled your eyes and looked away shameful…stubborn and prideful, "just cut the alarms already," you whispered. Natasha smirked going to the panel and connecting a small screen (another SHIELD you don't really know about), she's able to disable the security systems and time your guys entry perfectly.
"Okay check comms," Nat said quietly, checking the comms this is where the two of you split up. Natasha is to the control room to download and wipe the data, while you make it down to the labs to destroy the serum and plant the bombs.
"How's it going," you check in less than 2 minutes later. You've always gotten anxious on missions with the team, fearing any mistakes, fearing losing control; Hydra taking you again. With Nat it was ten times worse.
"Don't worry bout me, soldier," she laughed softly with a teasing tone, "focus on your mission, we'll be out soon."
"Yes, ma'am," you anxiously laughed, Nat on the other end flushing at the title.
In the control room Natasha watched the data download with only thoughts of you, it was getting bad. The flirting had started because of a physical attraction to you, your frame, your style, then it was your humor, your kindness, your awkward laugh, your belly laugh, that stupid smile, everything. Nat's daydreaming was cut off by rushed footsteps in the hall. Looking at the camera she had set up at the door she saw a squad of Hydra agents marching towards the room.
"Shit," she mumbled," Y/n, we have a -."
"Are you okay," you cut her off.
"Just get done fast, I have a squad advancing on me" she stated.
"I'm all done here, I'm--," you were cut off by the door to the labs being kicked down and flying across the room.
"What was that, are you okay," Nat asked as she finished up her task and deleting the files.
"Made contact with the enhanced," you said getting into a fighting position, as alarms began to sound.
"It'll be okay," Nat said, "we'll meet at the emergency randevu."
The enhanced made eye contact with you moving mechanically towards you like a brute, "Let's see which model's better now," you mumbled walking towards the danger.
The Prototype charged first, moving with surprising speed for its size. You dodged to the side, narrowly avoiding a crushing blow that dented the metal floor. You countered with a swift punch to the Prototype's ribs, but it barely flinched, retaliating with a backhand that sent you sprawling. The two super-soldiers exchanged a flurry of blows, each strike resonating with power, but the Prototype’s resilience and raw power were relentless. It landed a solid punch to your side, sending you crashing into a lab table. Shattered glass and spilled chemicals hissed around you as you struggled to your feet.
Why the fuck was the model so strong. The Prototype loomed over you, ready to deliver a finishing blow. Summoning all your strength, You caught the descending fist in your own, muscles straining against the force. With a roar, you twisted the Prototype's arm, using its momentum to flip it over your shoulder and into a bank of computers. The impact shattered the screens and sent sparks flying as you pulled out a knife and stabbed the prototype only feeling it cut into metal. This thing wasn't a person anymore.
The Prototype snarled, grabbing your arm and pulling you into a headbutt. Stars exploded in your vision, but you fought through the pain, kicking the Prototype’s knee again, this time hearing a satisfying crunch. Breathing heavily, you didn’t let up. You charged at the downed Prototype, delivering a series of rapid punches to its torso and face.
The Prototype faltered, its movements becoming more erratic. You saw your opening, grabbed a heavy metal rod from the debris and swung it with all you might, connecting with the side of the Prototype's head. The force of the blow sent it crashing to the ground, where it laid, unconscious.
Standing admist the wreckage trying to catch your breath, you heard an "Ahem," making you jump.
"Shit," You breathed looking at Nat in the door way, "you said meet at the randevu point" you stated.
"sorry," she smiled walking over to you and cupping your face scanning you for any damage, only to see a cut lip and you clutching your rib "looking good soldier," she teased as she scanned back up to your face catching you staring, straight back at her and glancing down to her lips, you immediately flushed, backing away.
The roof further collapsed behind you, “we have to go, I've already planted the bombs” you said grabbing her arm and pulling her towards the exit. Making it towards the facilities garage waves of Hydra operatives began to emerge.
"Shit," Nat mumbled pulling you guys back behind a wall and coming face to face, smiling at the proximity.
"Stop it," you said stepping back, "you can't keep distracting me like this."
"I don't know what your talking about," Nat smirked teasing as Hydra agents were frantically looking all around for you.
"I'm not doing this here," you stated firmly, "what do you even get out of it,” you question furthered almost exhausted. Nat pitied you in this moment, she hadn’t realized how mad she was driving you, her face softened.
"They're over here," your head's both shot to down the halls were the Hydra operatives began rushing in.
"let’s go," Natasha said grabbing your hand and booked it the other way.
Making it to the garage and pushing a crate in front of the door, Natasha had time to hijack a Hydra truck right before the doors flew open, "GO!" you shouted slamming the driver side shut and kicking a hydra agent across the room.
"Wait!" Nat shouted trying to open the door again as you pushed it shut once more.
"Just go! I'll meet you at the jet," you yelled taking out another knife.
Natasha forced herself to slam on the gas leaving you to hold off the agents. With them being unenhanced hydra cockroaches it wasn't too bad they’re was just so many of them, it’d been awhile since you’ve seen this many agents in one place. As you were throwing them and slamming them to the floor, the bombs you had planted went off in the lab went off, the building shook and flames set. The explosion allowed three agents the time to make off on motorcycles straight in Nat’s directions.
“No,” you muttered under your breath, hurling one last agent to the ground, as more of the building began to collapse, you launched into a full sprint across the Siberian snow. Your breath crystallized in the frigid air as you dodged through the trees, eyes locked on motorcycles speeding ahead. Spotting a fallen log, you seized the opportunity, using it as a makeshift ramp to propel yourself through the air. You crashed into one of the riders, sending him tumbling into the snow and commandeering his bike in one fluid motion.
Accelerating hard, you leaned low over the handlebars, feeling the icy wind whip against your face. The roar of the engine drowned out the chaos behind you as you closed in on the next target. With a quick flick of your wrist, you deployed a zip-line hook from your gauntlet, the steel cable slicing through the air and embedding itself in the frame of the bike ahead.
You toggled the slack, your muscles coiling with anticipation. At just the right moment, you yanked hard, the sudden tension in the line allowed you to throw the motorcycle and its rider careening off course. They collided with the other bike in a spectacular crash, the two vehicles intertwining and skidding across the snow in a shower of sparks and shrapnel.
Glancing over your shoulder, you saw the base in the distance, its structure collapsing floor by floor in a series of detonations. The ground trembled beneath you, the sound of destruction echoing in the frozen wilderness. You didn't slow down. There was no time to celebrate. You didn’t know if they were going to follow or not and you had to get Nat out of there.
Unbeknownst to you Natasha had witnessed the whole thing and was absolutely craving you at this point. She knew she needed you. She arrived at the Quinn jet shortly before you, jumping out the car, and immediately going to check on you.
“Are you okay,” she asked urgently grabbing your shoulders and trying to scan for any injuries before you gently pushed her hands off of you
“Let’s just get in the air,” you spoke grabbing her wrist and pulling her into the jet. You walked straight to the pilot seat and got you guys in the air. Setting it on auto pilot, Nat could sense the frustration radiating off of you. You walked right past her and into the medical area.
“Do you need any help?” She asked, as you turned your back to her and took of your mission gear leaving you in a white beater.
“No, I’m just bruised,” you said flatly as blood bled through your shirt revealing a long gash as well, “shit,” you mumbled.
“that’s not just a bruise,” she joked trying to lighten your mood
“i can see that can you just give me some space,” you snapped at her.
“okay, what’s the problem,” Nat asked walking up to you with a purpose and pulling your shoulder to make you face her
“just back off,” you said shrugging her hand off you and walking past her. You took your beater off completely and walked towards the bandages.
“it’s gonna need sti..”
“it’s not,” you cut her off, “i heal fast remember,” you opened up the sterile wipes cleaning the wound and flushing it with one of the sterile saline solutions. You gritted your teeth with pain from the wound and felt her eyes bore into your every move; it made you nervous. You reached for sterile pads to quickly knocking over a trey and hissing in pain.
“Sit down,” she said sternly. Rolling your eyes you did what was told, sitting down you raised your arm up allowing her access to pat dry the wound with sterile pads and get fresh bandages. She watched your abs flex and adjust with every move, every breath. You watched closely what her hands were doing avoiding looking at her face, “there,” she smoothed the bandage over letting out a breath.
“thanks,” you mumbled walking toward your locker for a loose jacket.
“y/n,” she called out softly walking up to you as you ignored her, "can you stop being so childish."
"Me? Childish?" you scoffed at her and rolled your eyes, "you're the one who makes all these slutty comments and feels me up at every opportunity."
"Are you serious," her volume go louder, "your upset over me flirting with you."
"Natasha, we were on a mission, a dangerous one," you shouted, "and you still, took every chance you got. I mean seriously are you in heat or something!?"
Her face flushed, "wow I didn't know your ego could get this big, I'll give you credit," she scoffed
“this isn’t an ego thing, it’s obvious you want me to fuck you, you don’t have to deny it, dont even try to,” you seethed stepping forward with practically every word, “i don’t give a fuck about you constantly flirting with me like the slut you are, no matter how much I embarrass myself, I really don’t fucking care, because I know you..you really just can’t help it” your voice dropped back to a civil level still carried with a stern sense of frustration, “I am upset because your distractions today could’ve genuinely cost us,” you stood up straight, “cost me.”
You were staring down right at her, your breaths brushed one another’s face, “what,” she whispered, “cost you what,” Nat pushed wanting to hear you say it.
“you know what,” you whispered back looking to her lips and wetting your own.
“say it, y/n” she stared at your own lips.
“cost me you Nat,” you confirmed, your gaze going back to her eyes.
"I'm sorry," Nat whispered looking up at you. You broke the gaze dropping your head and closing your eyes taking a deep breath in.
"Do you even like me," you asked barely audible.
"What?" Nat laughed shocked.
"can you just answer the question, Natasha," you said looking back into her eyes, “do you even like me, or I just something you desire.”
She could tell she was hurting you at this point, that you were genuinely upset. "Yeah," she mumbled dropping her gaze to her, hands she looked small, "I do."
You cupped her face, bring her gaze back to you, your eyes scanning over every little feature, "but you just want me to fuck you too," you whispered staring at her lips, "don't you."
"I do," she answered as your lips inched closer and closer.
"say it," you said over her lips, "tell me what you want, Natasha."
Her hands went to yours," I want.." she whispered getting closer to your lips, "I want you to fuck me, y/n" She looked up into your eyes, "please," A shit-eating grin came upon your face as one hand moved to loosely wrap around her neck and your lips finally slammed together. You roughly pushed Natasha against the other lockers causing her to let out the most wanton pornographic moan ever, fueling the pit in your stomach. Breaking apart, your hands dropped to her hips keeping her in her place as she chased after your lips for more," please, y/n, don't tease."
You laughed looking down at her already swollen lips and licking your own, "Please, Nat," you said getting closer to her lips again, "I'm going to do whatever I want after all this shit you've pulled." Your lips went to the column of her neck, resulting in more of her pretty sounds and her hands in your hair. Your hands dropped lower towards the back of her thighs giving a light pull, she immediately jumped to wrap them around you. Your lips moved back to hers, kissing passionately, you swiped your tongue across her bottom lip, her own tongue pushing into your mouth as her hips moved in search of friction. You pulled the two of you away from the wall and carried her with ease to the medical bed not once breaking the kiss.
You placed her gently on her back, crawling over her, and moving your lips back to her neck. You bit marks into what was finally yours, as your hand moved to pull down the zipper on the front of her suit, "is this okay," you asked.
Nat smiled as her hips lifted towards you and her hands went further into your hair, "more than okay," she breathed, "I'm yours," she whispered across your lips, "and I want you to do whatever you want to me," she looked into your eyes pupils completely blown. Your lips locked in another passionate kiss, this time brief. Each touch caused shivers through Nat, her breath hitching in anticipation as you pulled the zipper down further and pulled the suit from her body, exposing her skin inch by inch.
"You're so beautiful," you murmured, sitting up and taking in her disheveled look as she lay in her bra and underwear.
"Take this off," she unzipped your jacket and pushed it off your shoulders. Hands scratching over your abs and back to your hair as she pulled you back into another kiss. Both breathing heavy and desperate your lips moved back to trail down Natasha's neck, leaving a path of more marks. When you finally reached Natasha's chest, your hand wrapped around to unclip her bra, your mouth immediately latching onto her nipple earning a gasp from Nat, "Y/n please," she whimpered, hands tugging in your hair to pull you closer. With a growl of need, you continued your descent, your mouth leaving a burning trail down Natasha's stomach. Kissing lightly above her underwear, you locked eye for further permission at which Nat nodded eagerly too, hooking your fingers in her underwear, Natasha's eyes fluttered shut, her hips lifting urging you to move faster.
Pulling her underwear off, Nat's core glistened with need. You couldn't help but smirk and kiss around the place she needed you most. You spread her legs wider, hands gripping her thighs firmly, as you littered love bits all over them, "Please, Y/n, I'm begging you," she moaned as you ghosted over her clit again.
The great Black Widow begging. You didn't waste another second, your mouth latched on to her core, tongue flicking out to taste what was finally yours. Natasha cried out, her back arching off the bed, causing you to moan into her core, and her to thrash more. You forced her hips down with more strength bound to leave bruises after. Your tongue moved expertly, alternating between teasing flicks and deep rough strokes. Natasha's moans gre louder, her hands pulling desperately at your hair. "Oh god, Y/n," she gasped, her body trembling.
Your grip tightened on Natasha's thighs, holding her in place further as you increased your pace. Tongue delving deeper, your mouth worked Natasha closer and closer to the edge. Natasha's moans turned into invoherent cries from the stimulation, her body writhing beneath you.
"Go ahead," you mumbled, " come for me, pretty girl," the vibrations sent Natasha over the edge as she screamed your name, her body convulsing as waves of pleasure crashed over her.
You didn't stop, your mouth continuing to work Natasha through her orgasm until she was a trembling, breathless mess. Only then did you pull back, lips glistening with Natasha's arousal. You crawled back up her body, capturing her lips in a searing kiss.
"your mine," you whispered against her lips, "as I am yours."
Natasha nodded weakly, giving a blissful smile, her eyes glazed with satisfaction. "Always," she answered, hand still tangled in your hair.
i love the image of her thighs shaking like crazy, jaw slack, strands of red hair smeared across her forehead. she'll be panting between breaths of begs and pleas, and your name too probably
she loves the feeling of your mouth when she's overstimulated. it's soft, hot, familiar. nat's sensitive and squirming, and you do your best to hold her hips down tight against the mattress
oh, and the mess she'll make too- christ. i'm talking filthy, leaking all over your mouth, and your fingers when you decide to introduce her to them when her hazy mind has forgot and focused on your tongue. god, she tastes good too. and you'll tell her so. she might have the decency to blush, but you're more likely to get a smirk out of her
imagine having her tied to the bed actually as well. like, hands and legs all tied to different bed posts. she's spread out for you on the bed, clit pulsing, needy and clenching around nothing. just waiting for you because she knows, show knows you're not finished with her yet
also; using your fingers for a while too. laying between her legs, filling her with three fingers and watching as you fuck her slowly, watching her reactions but staring as your fingers split her too. one of the hottest sights you think, especially paired with the gorgeous, soft groans she releases when your fingers push in
one of your favourite things about her being tied down and overstimmed and quite literally shaking is the fact that even when she thinks she's done, you can always persuade her to give you one more with gentle pleas, lots of praise and some coaching
"i know you can cum again baby, i can feel you around me"
hola! I saw that your request were open and if you’re open to smut you could give this a go :) top!fem!reader x bottom!wanda, or natasha I don’t mind, where they hate us because they find us attractive.. when Carol comes down to meet us as since r is new she gets a little touchy and flirty with r, Wanda (or Nat) not looking this starts an argument with us once carols gone and r connect the dots, smut containing needy and whiny Wanda/Nat. Thank you :))
Annoyingly Attractive
Pairing: Natasha Romanoff x F!Reader
Summary: Sometimes the hate has an ulterior motive. Sometimes you have to fuck it out of someone.
A/N: It was my first time writing smut, so I'm sorry in advance if it's shitty. But I hope you'll like it and won't be disappointed:) Thank you for your request, love! Have a nice day/night :)
It was just another day at the Avengers compound. Rays of the sun peeking from the horizon and sneaking through the curtains woke the superheroes up on a peaceful morning.
Birds sang songs, flying around and being free, piercing through the air as everyone was gathered in the living area of the compound.
Today, almost everyone on the team had a day off and they wanted to relax at least once and not be bothered by tons of documents that needed to be filled in as fast as possible, cause the deadline was closer with each day, monthly meetings at SHIELD with Fury that drained them and were boring as fuck, but they had to attend them.
Or mission briefs, debriefs, and being in action itself, which made them exhausted and they never had any energy to do anything else after that. When they got injured it was only worse. They had to stay in a medical bay for days and wait until a doctor would let them leave. They never had time to just sit and let themselves relish in a normal day.
Like now. Everyone was scattered around the place, doing their own things. Most of them were lying on the couches with their eyes closed, some of them with arms placed over them.
Others were reading books that they got behind with because of the chaotic life they have. Now, they had an opportunity to do what they liked and let themselves get lost in the stories.
Some of them played different games or sat in the kitchen and talked, munching on their breakfast.
The whole compound was engulfed in silence and a peaceful atmosphere that let them finally rest.
“What the fuck did you think?!” A loud yell was heard from behind the doors and spread throughout the room.
Everyone groaned at the sound knowing that their free relaxation day was about to come to an end. So much for a peaceful morning.
A very loud thud was heard next, but nobody even bothered to look up, trying to get as much of their precious free time as they could before the chaos would ruin it completely.
“Stop walking away, you fucking idiot.” With that sentence, the doors opened revealing you wearing a bored expression.
You casually walked towards the small island that held a bowl with cleaned fruits and took an apple before biting it. As you started walking up to the couches a certain redheaded woman powerfully marched into the room.
Her expression and body language were slightly different from yours. Slightly.
Fists clenched on her sides so tight that her knuckles were white with her feet heavily stomping on the ground like she wanted to make a hole in it.
Her face was puckered so much that her cheeks could burst, face red from anger that was written all over it. Jaw locked in place in a way that it could break at any moment, eyebrows furrowed in rage and a dangerous look in her eyes.
Look that could kill. And was directed right at you.
“L/n, I swear to God.” Natasha said again, making some members of the team sigh.
She walked further into the room as you sat down beside Steve who was entranced by his book. “What you have there?” You asked him, leaning over to read some before leaning down to look at the cover.
Steve tore his eyes away from the book and smiled at you, turning the thing to the side, so you could see the title. “Aaah. I see you finally started Harry Potter. Nice.” You told him with a grin and his smile widened before he got back to reading.
As you leaned back on the couch and were about to take another bite of your apple, someone took it from your hand. You furrowed your eyebrows and looked behind you to see the redhead with your snack in her hand.
She was in full rage and was tightly squeezing your fruit. “Hey, don’t be aggressive with my food.” You said as you looked at the poor thing.
Her jaw clenched tighter and the next second your apple landed on your forehead, making you close your eyes. “What the fuck did you do? Did you even think before doing anything?” She said angrily, glaring at you all the time.
You just picked up your apple from the couch and looked over it. It was clean, so you shrugged and took a bite, ignoring Natasha.
A loud groan was heard from behind you and the redhead went around the couch to stand in front of you as you started watching whatever Pietro was watching on the TV.
She put her hands on her hips and jotted out one of them. “You acting like I’m not here won’t work.” She said completely covering your view of the screen with her body.
Scrunching up your nose, you were still eating your apple while leaning to the side to catch the tiniest glimpse of what was happening in the movie, not being interested in what Natasha was saying at all.
Tony smiled at your actions trying to hold in his laughter but Pepper slapped his arm, making him hold up his hands in defense and stop.
“Could you be more childish?” Natasha asked rhetorically while moving her hands from her hips and crossing them across her chest. “Stop avoiding the conversation, dipshit. You are fucking reckless.”
You looked to the side, trying to catch Pietro’s eyes. “Speedy, what is happening on the screen?” You asked your friend. If you couldn’t see it, you would at least hear about it.
Pietro chuckled at your attempts to avoid Natasha at all costs. “Well, now they are walki-”
“Are you kidding me?” Natasha asked in disbelief, cutting the man off and throwing a look in his direction that made him clear his throat and stop talking.
You looked at her almost offended. “Why would you interrupt my friend like this?” You asked, pinching your eyebrows together.
Natasha’s gaze fell on you again as her fists tightened. “That’s it. You fucking assh-”
“Okay!” Steve exclaimed loudly, holding up his hand while he closed his book using the other one before putting the thing on the coffee table in front of you two. “You.” He said pointing at Natasha. “Need to calm down.”
“But-” Natasha tried to protest, but once again was cut off.
“Calm down.” He said again in a quiet voice but with a slightly authoritative tone.
You held up your fruit and stared at it. “Yeah, darling. Calm down.” You chimed in earning a snicker from Tony who winced the next second as the slap from Pepper was delivered to his arm.
“And you.” Steve directed his finger at you with his eyebrows being raised.
You looked at him confused, clutching your fruit to your chest. “What me?” You asked with your eyebrows furrowed. He had no reason to point at you like this.
He kept staring at you and moved his hand up and down. “You need to stop ignoring what she says on your missions-” You started opening your mouth to retort back. “And after them as well. You can’t be this ignorant, Y/n.” He ended his sentence, putting his hand to his side.
“Excuse you. First of all, I am not ignorant.” You said earning a look from Steve and daggers from Natasha that you ignored. “And second of all.” You stopped for dramatics, pursing your lips out and shaking your head. “Not you betraying me like this.” You said in a sad tone, moving your eyes to your apple again.
Steve sighed rolling his eyes as his hands went to his hips. “Y/n, be serious, please.”
“I am. Now that this is settled, let me watch this movie.” You said, leaning back and getting comfortable on the couch.
Natasha squinted her eyes at you and looked at you with so much annoyance in them. “What is settled? We haven’t settled anything, yet.” She said with a hard glare directed at you.
“I think we have.” You said, putting your legs on the coffee table, but Natasha harshly pushed them, making them fall and causing your mouth to hang open at her action.
She looked at you like she genuinely wanted to kill you. “You are fucking anno-” The redhead started saying, gritting her teeth.
“Okay.” Steve said, holding up his hands. “What happened?”
“Nothing happened. She’s just exaggerating.” You said nonchalantly, tiredly throwing your head back on the top of the couch with a sigh.
The look that she gave you screamed ‘murder’. It was full of flames and you were certain that if she had Wanda’s powers, you already would be out of the window.
She then turned to Steve and looked at him seriously. “Our targets spotted us-”
“Her.” You corrected, earning another glare from the redhead and a sigh from Steve.
“And started running away. We needed transport and she pointed a gun at a guy who was getting in his car.” Natasha ended her speech as Steve looked at you disapprovingly.
You just shrugged at what she said. “It was a good plan.” You replied, making Sam and Bucky agree with a slight tilt of their heads.
“The safety on your gun wasn’t on.” She said the words slowly and loudly, like she wanted them to get trapped in your mind, so you wouldn’t be able to forget.
“Okay, but it was efficient.” You said as you sat straighter and kept your eyes on Natasha. “And I didn't know it wasn’t on.” You mumbled under your nose as you focused your eyes on a random spot on the floor.
Natasha threw her hands up in the air and let them fall, slapping her legs in the process as she turned her head to the side and rolled her eyes. “And it makes it better?” She asked, not wanting to get an answer to this.
“Kinda?” But she got it anyway, making her more annoyed.
She leaned her body in your direction as she lowered it a little and pointed at you. “You don’t think before doing something. You put people’s lives in danger because of your stupidity.” She ranted at you as she aggressively poked her finger in the air.
“Like you are smart, Miss ‘our targets spotted me’” You retorted, crossing your arms over your chest.
Natasha’s lips parted at your accusation and straightened up her posture. “At least I didn’t aim at the civilian.” She said back, making you squint your eyes at her.
“I wouldn’t have to do that if you weren’t spotted.” You emphasized the last word, quickly raising your eyebrows for a second in a daring manner.
The redhead gasped a little as she folded her arms under her breasts as well. Steve just closed his eyes and shook his head before bending down to pick up his book.
He waved with the thing in the direction of the doors while looking at the rest of the team. “Just... Let them do it on their own.” He said defeated and started walking away from the two of you with the people following him.
Some of them had small smiles on their faces as they looked at the two of you, enjoying the show.
The two of you ignored them as you were currently engrossed in a staring contest. “You didn’t have to threaten a guy with a gun!” Natasha said loudly, waving her arms in the air.
“He shat in his pants and we got transport. It’s a win in my books.” You said back while you stood up from the couch.
“It’s not a fucking win. What if you shot, huh?” She asked confidently, trying to get her point across.
You paused for a moment with your response before you met her eyes again. “Well, I didn’t. So calm your tits down. I’m going for a shower, not goodbye.” You said, turning around and raising your hand above your head, waving it at the redhead.
“Get your ass back here. We’re not done.” She shouted after you, irritated with your behavior and ignorance of the situation. But mostly she was angry that you didn’t give a fuck about what she was saying.
You just kept walking to the exit, not paying attention to her. “Yeah, yeah. See you, hopefully, not soon.” She heard you saying and let out a loud groan.
She felt like punching something, maybe you, but she just kicked the couch and sighed heavily.
“I have a feeling you won’t win with this one.” Wanda said chuckling as she came up to the redhead and patted her on her shoulder. “Better go change and take a shower, we have team training in an hour.”
Natasha closed her eyes and nodded her head. “Yeah, you’re right. Thanks for reminding me.” The redhead replied gratefully.
The witch smiled at her friend and two women started making their way out of the living room and to their respective destinations.
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After you left fuming Natasha in the living room, you tiredly went to your bedroom and got in the shower to wash all the exhaustion from the morning events before plopping down on your bed. This mission was supposed to be fast and easy, but because of one little mistake, you had to fucking run.
Constant arguing with the redhead during it hadn’t helped as well, but you wouldn’t follow blindly every little thing she told you to do. That was why you two should never be paired up. She had her vision of the mission while you had your own too.
None of you was willing to back down and give the approval to the other. And she always criticized you for everything, even the tiniest thing that barely had any impact on the situation.
She’d hated you ever since you joined the team, which wasn’t that long ago, but still. You felt like she chose to despise you the very second you walked through the doors with Fury. Like she didn’t even give you a chance of showing who you were.
And now, she just got another thing to blame and scold you for, pointing out how ‘irresponsible’ you were. In all honesty, you knew it was wrong, but the gun was the first thing you’d thought about, even more so when you’d already held it in your hand. And you were sure that the safety was on.
Maybe you were a little reckless, but she wasn’t better. You wouldn’t get in any problematic mess if she just stopped lecturing you for a second.
The targets spotted her, cause she wasn’t paying enough attention to them. Instead, she was reprimanding you through the comms when you started flirting with the waitress.
The girl just came up to you and was the one who started it. You just went along with it, trying to keep up the act of a normal civilian on a normal day.
But according to Natasha, your stupid mouth would get you both in trouble and mess up the mission. And that you couldn't live with a day of not flirting with someone.
Well, her mouth and unnecessary irritation with you caused the mission to go to shit. Because of her getting distracted you had to run after those idiots.
Who normal runs in the morning? You never understood it and never wanted to try it out. But life decided to change your plans and made you try new things. How sweet.
As you were lying on your stomach on your bed now, you heard a knock on your door, but you didn't have enough strength to get up.
Still, the person welcomed themselves in and opened the door before stepping into your bedroom and walking up to your bed.
It was silent for a while and you kept your eyes closed, thinking that maybe they would go away.
Not long later, you felt a stinging pain on your forehead, making your hand fly there and immediately open your eyes to glare at the person.
“Don’t fucking flick me, you dipshit.” You said, rubbing your skin as Pietro laughed at you.
“We have team training, so get up.” He said and went to your closet to pick you the gym clothes.
You groaned loudly, letting yourself fall on the bed with your head facing the ceiling. “I don’t wanna.” You grumbled with a pout like a kid.
In your opinion, you already had training today when you had to run. You didn’t need any more of this.
Pietro was going through your clothes as you fought against yourself to get up. “You have to. We ditched the last one.” He replied, taking a black tank top and black basketball shorts.
You huffed out a tired breath as you lay flat on your back with your arms and legs sprawled across your bed. “Can’t we ditch this one as well?” You asked with hopeful eyes, turning your head to look at your friend.
The silver-haired man turned around, taking a look over the clothes he chose before moving his eyes to you. “No.” He said shortly and threw the clothes in your direction.
You closed your eyes as the things landed on your face, still not moving an inch. The only thing you did was breathe tiredly.
You groaned to yourself again while reaching up with your hand to take the tank top and shorts away from your face. “Stupid shit.” You mumbled to yourself, sitting up on your bed.
“Go change. We start in 5.” He said gesturing with his hands to your bathroom.
Sighing heavily, you rolled out of the bed and stood up before slowly dragging your feet to the place he pointed.
You closed your door and lazily took of your t-shirt and sweatpants before replacing them with a black tank top and black basketball shorts.
You turned to the mirror and grabbed the hairband, then raised your hands to tie your hair in a ponytail, getting rid of the irritating strands that would get in your face while training.
Dropping your hands to your sides you exhaled heavily before turning around and walking out of the bathroom. “Okay, we can go.” You told Pietro who was leaning on your desk with his arms crossed over his chest, waiting for you.
He smiled at you, standing up to his full height. “Move your ass then.” He said and started walking to the door.
You followed him and the two of you quickly got in the elevator, pressing the button for the gym floor. “What are we doing today?”
“Just sparring. Steve said that we wouldn’t do much since it was supposed to be our day off.” Pietro replied as he looked up at the ceiling.
You tilted your head a little and shrugged. “Not that bad.” You said back, making your friend nod in agreement.
Normally, the team training was long and exhausting. Steve always wanted everyone to push their limits while creating better cooperation between the members of the team.
It was always a hard time, intense exercises that tired every little muscle in everyone’s body, and Steve never let anyone leave unless there was sweat all over their face.
Sometimes it felt like hell and all you wanted to do was kick his annoying old ass, but you knew he wanted to help. Tho, not every team training was so ‘pleasant’.
When you got paired up with Natasha it wasn’t sparring anymore. It was life-death fights. At least it looked like this when the redhead had pure anger swirling in her eyes and the way she always lunged at you didn’t exactly look like a friendly fighting match.
You honestly didn’t know what her problem was, but you responded in the same way, not letting get her the upper hand at anything that involved you two at the same time. It only annoyed her more and you loved it.
The elevator dinged coming to a stop before the doors slid open, letting you and Pietro exit it and go straight to the gym.
“Don’t kill each other, please.” He said, arching his body a little and leaning his head in your direction with a tight-lipped smile.
You puckered your lips like you were thinking about it before clasping your hands together. “No promises.” You said smiling back at your friend.
He just shook his head with a chuckle not stopping his walk and opened the door to the gym.
When the two of you walked in everyone was already there, scattered all over the room. At the sound of the door opening, every single head turned in its direction.
Most of the team just stopped their conversations and stretching, letting out sighs, Steve smiled widely at the sight of you and you reciprocated the gesture.
But of course, the one and only Natasha Romanoff rolled her eyes when she saw you and got back to her talk with Wanda and a blonde you hadn’t seen before.
You took a look over the new woman in the room as you started walking up to Steve and Bucky. “Hello, bitches.” You greeted them both with arms wide open and a huge smile.
Steve only looked at you in a disapproving way, showing that the choice of your words wasn’t the best one. “For Gosh’s sake, watch your language, Y/n.” You heard Tony call out from not far away from you.
He stood with Pietro and Sam, looking at you with a teasing grin that you returned. “Aye aye, Captain.” You said back, making Steve sigh and look down as he shook his head.
Bucky chuckled a little, patting him on the arm. “Okay. Let’s start with the training.” Steve said out loud so everybody could hear him, turning his head around to catch the sight of everyone.
Then he turned to you again. “I want you to meet someone.” He said before moving his head in the direction of three women and looking at the blonde one you didn’t know. “Carol, can you please come here?”
The blonde girl started making her way in your direction after she gave Wanda and Nat one last smile and told them something to which they smiled back.
She came to a stop next to Steve who gave her a grin and gestured with one hand to you and the other to the woman. “Y/n, this is Carol Danvers, Carol, this is Y/n L/n.” Steve introduced you two to each other.
Both of you extended hands and shook them. “Nice to meet you.” You told her with a soft smile plastered on your face.
Carol gave you the same one in return. “You as well, Y/n.” She said back, and as you both were taking your hands away her touch lingered a little.
Steve looked between the both of you clasping his hands. “I want you both to spar together today. It’ll be a nice challenge for both of you and you’ll finally get to know each other.” He said and patted you on your shoulder while walking past you.
Bucky saluted to you in a joking manner and Carol chuckled when you did the same. “So, do you want to play a little?” The blonde asked with a teasing smile on her face.
“Let’s play.” You replied, causing another wave of giggles to pass her lips as both of you went to the mats.
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A thud spread throughout the whole room as the blonde’s back connected with the mat again. A groan left her mouth as her eyes closed with her hands going up to her hair to run through them after you let go of her.
Still staying in your position between her legs you stared at the woman below you with a cocky smirk. “How are you feeling down there?” You asked teasingly, hands on each side of her torso to keep yourself up.
Carol chuckled at your attempts to taunt her a little and stopped moving her hands, keeping them on her temples. “I’m feeling amazing.” She replied after she opened her eyes. A smirk of her own made its way on her face. “Especially with you in this position.”
You raised your eyebrow at her words, but they didn’t even shock you. The two of you had been saying stuff like this during your training session all the time. But the clear innuendo in this one made your smirk widen.
You leaned in a little closer to the blonde’s face, still leaving a good distance, but surely invading her personal space. “I know some other place where I could be in this position.” You replied in a low voice as Carol put her hands on yours that were flat on the floor. “We would have much more fun there.”
A loud thud was heard, causing you to raise yourself from the woman. She lifted her head and both of you looked to your sides to be met with groaning Clint lying on the mat.
His eyes were tightly closed with him rolling on his side and his hand went to his back to hold it. A heavy sigh left his lips and his face became one full of pain.
You raised your eyebrows at the sight before your eyes caught the redhead that was standing above him. You could see her jaw locked in one place as her eyes were shooting death glares wherever she looked.
She was fuming, there was almost steam coming out of her ears at how angry she looked at this moment. Her gaze met yours and you saw her eyes trail down for a second before she rolled them and huffed to herself.
Turning around she told something to Clint when he rolled on his back and stared up at her. You could see her fists clench at whatever he replied with.
What was going on, you had no idea. But it was weird for Nat to be this violent with anyone else but you. She always was careful when it came to training with your teammates and she always made sure that they were alright.
So her throwing her best friend on the mat like a rag doll and letting him be writhing in pain like this was very unusual.
You looked down at the blonde that was lying under you at the same time that she turned her head to meet your eyes. You stared at her and blinked a couple of times in pure confusion.
“Do they know it’s only sparring?” Carol asked giggling and you couldn’t stop the chuckle that escaped your lips.
You shook your head and leaned back on your calves, letting the woman raise her upper body and support herself with her hands. “I don’t know. But every one of my sparring matches with Nat is even worse than this.” You told her, making her laugh lightly at your words.
You slowly stood up, dusting off your shorts. You extended your hand for Carol to take it and she did it with a grateful smile on her face.
Lifting her, you used a little too much strength and caused the blonde to bolt up. “Wow.” She yelped out as she collapsed on your body and her free hand flew to your arm to keep her steady.
You chuckled at her reaction while looking down at her face. “Didn’t expect such a boost?” You asked playfully with a smirk.
“No. But I expect something much better at that place you mentioned.” She replied patting your shoulder with a smile and a slightly raised eyebrow.
You two laughed a little as you stood very close to each other, bodies practically touching while your eyes were focused on the other pair.
“How is training going?” You heard Steve asking, making you and Carol break your eye contact and look at the man.
Carol gave him a toothy grin showing her pearly white teeth as she shifted a little and got closer to you. “It’s going great. I think I won’t be able to train with anybody else after today.” She said as she glanced at you with happiness swirling in her eyes.
Steve grinned widely at her words and held his hands up with palms facing the ceiling. “I’m glad you liked each other.” At his words, you smirked and winked at Carol who let out a chuckle at your actions.
“And considering how well you already work together and how you get along, I think making you permanent sparring partners wouldn’t be a bad idea.” Steve continued, but a loud wince and then groan that followed it made the three of you turn your heads to the source of the sound.
Steve raised his eyebrows seeing as Clint was bent down with his arm around his stomach, head hanging down with his mouth wide open.
You saw him blinking either out of surprise or shock, or maybe something else, who knows. The only thing you were sure of was that he was in pain and probably regretted showing up at training today.
“Uuh.” Steve let out as he raised his hand a little and looked at you and Carol with a puzzled look. “Guys, tone it down a little. We don’t fight for real.” He called out to the redhead and a man who was trying to regain his composure.
Natasha only put her hands on her hips and rolled her eyes again, grumbling something under her nose while Clint was still facing the ground and clutching his stomach, managing to only hold up his free hand and give Steve a thumbs up.
“Did they argue or something?” Steve asked with furrowed eyebrows as he looked back at the two of you.
You and Carol looked at each other before shrugging. “I don’t think so, but who knows. Maybe Nat just has a bad day.” You said raising your eyebrows while tugging the corners of your lips down in a way that showed you had no idea about the situation.
“Yeah, I wonder why.” Steve said with a tight-lipped smile, pushing his lips to the corners.
You squinted your eyes at him and your mouth fell open. “What are you implying, Steven?” You asked as you blinked at him twice.
Carol chuckled at your interaction and Steve smiled shaking his head. “Nothing at all. Go back to your thing.” He said gesturing to the mat while walking backward and turning away from you.
“You heard him?” You asked Carol in a faux seriousness, pointing with your thumb at your blonde friend with your raised eyebrow. “The audacity.” You said playfully, making her giggle again.
“How could he? Accusing you like this.” Carol said with a shake of her head while looking ahead before putting her hands on her hips and moving her eyes to you. “Do you want me to kick his ass?”
You let out a long sigh as you nodded. “Oh, yes. America’s ass got a little bit too sassy. Put him in his righteous place, ma’am.” You replied putting your hands on your hips and nodded confidently.
Carol laughed at what you said, making you do the same as her hand landed on your biceps.
You only met her maybe an hour ago, but you really enjoyed her company.
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Unlike someone who burned holes in your and Carol’s heads with the intensity of her stares. Green eyes had been focused only on the two of you ever since the training started.
The face of the owner was the same fiery red color as her hair, everything thanks to pure rage that was filling her body more with every second.
As the redheaded beauty glanced in your direction again she saw red at how close you and Carol were standing next to each other. Her jaw tightened at the sight and her nostrils flared in anger.
Clint swung his fist at her which she grabbed and twisted to the side, making the archer let out a groan, but he turned around trying to elbow her with the other arm.
However, Nat’s current state helped her with fighting today, and every little stupid laugh of yours or Carol’s she heard only spurred her on.
She let go of his arm and grabbed the other with two of her hands, and as his back was facing her she quickly turned around to mimic his position before forcefully pulling on his arm while she bent down and flung him over her shoulder.
The blonde man grunted landing on his back again, arching it in pain with wide eyes. He tiredly lay down and breathed heavily. “Can you-” He let out but paused to catch his breath. “Can you be less harsh, please?” He panted out, slowly moving to the sitting position.
He leaned back on his arm with his one leg bent while Natasha glanced at you again before she turned to Clint with a sarcastic smile. “Why? Can’t take a little bit of beating?”
“Can’t take your jealousy that you can’t contain in your small body.” He grumbled as he was standing up. “It’s flooding out of you like a river and I’m the victim, even though I didn’t do anything.”
Natasha scoffed at his words while he arched his back with his eyes closed and a few bones cracked because of the action. “I’m not jealous. It’s not my fault you can’t keep up with the fight.”
The archer let a tired sigh pass his lips as he looked at Natasha unconvinced. “Are you sure it’s not because your not-girlfriend girlfriend gives her whole attention to a certain hot blon-” His sentence was cut off as another strong punch was delivered to his stomach.
He gasped loudly, not expecting this at all as he slowly sank to his knees and lay on his back one more time. Natasha just stared down at her best friend with a look that told him he could’ve shut up.
At this moment he understood his mistake and regretted it with everything in him. It would be enough training for him today.
Everyone in the room looked at Natasha and lying Clint on the ground. Some with raised eyebrows and blinking slowly, others with questioning looks and mouths slightly opened.
Natasha just shrugged at their stares, but when she turned to you again, she saw that you didn’t pay her any mind at all. You were too engrossed in your oh-so-interesting conversation that was full of laughter with Carol.
Natasha almost growled under her breath, making Clint look at her in fear. She didn’t like what she was seeing at all.
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You heard a loud gasp and saw Clint getting on his knees with his mouth wide open. Your eyes widened slightly and eyebrows raised at this. She really had a bad day today.
“Whatever pissed her off, better watch your back today.” You told Carol as she watched Clint currently lying on the ground.
Carol pressed her lips together and turned her head to you nodding. “Yeah, I think you’re right. I’ve never seen her this angry.” The blonde admitted with a wave of her hand.
“Poor Clint will be trapped in the med bay if it keeps going like this.” You said turning back to the mat as Carol laughed lightly and followed you.
“Couldn’t be more true.” She replied between her giggles. She stood in front of you and got in her fighting stance. “Ready for another round?”
You grinned teasingly at her as you lifted your hands. “What kind of round do you have in mind?” You asked flirtatiously, making the blonde smirk.
“Whatever kind you want.” She said smiling sweetly before she swung at you with her arm.
You quickly ducked her punch and moved to the side before going to the floor and trying to sweep her legs. However, the blonde took notice of it and jumped a little to avoid your attack as you stood up at the speed of light.
Carol started throwing punches at you and suddenly turned around sending a kick in your way. Your reflexes let you grab her leg and pull on it a little to disturb her balance.
It worked but not how you wanted. Carol used all her force to pull her leg toward her before pushing it with the same strength in you. When it connected with your sternum you gasped and let go of her.
You composed yourself pretty fast, just in time to see another advance from Carol. She ran at you and you moved to the side grabbing her arm and tripping her leg. “Wow.” She yelped with widened eyes as she lost her balance.
She quickly grabbed your arm while she was falling forward. It wouldn’t be a problem if you didn’t slip. Both of you tried to catch your stances, but it was for nothing, cause the next second you started falling on the ground.
You harshly landed on your back and the next second Carol’s body collapsed on yours, making you huff out a huge breath. Your eyes widened at the impact and a wince left your mouth.
The blonde that was now on top of you, straddling you with her legs and her head on your shoulder, groaned loudly with her eyes squeezed shut. “Fuck.” She said in a pained tone.
After a second she lifted her head and looked at you with a tired face and her mouth hung open.
Both of you just stared at each other, trying to wrap your heads around what happened. Carol blew out some air to get rid of the hair that fell on her face. “I guess it’s a win for me this time.” She said slightly panting.
The second full of silence passed before both of you burst out in laughter. Carol’s eyes closed with a huge grin on her face that showed her pearly white teeth as her forehead connected with your shoulder.
A loud bang broke the two of you from your little accident just to see Natasha storming out of the room. Getting to the door, she opened them and left before slamming the door with mighty strength.
Everyone looked in the same direction before moving their gazes to Clint who was standing in one place, looking like he tried to analyze the situation.
Steve cleared his throat before awkwardly smiling. “Guess it’s over for today. Thank you, everyone.” He said and people started slowly making their way to the benches with slightly shocked and confused faces.
Carol turned to you and raised her eyebrows. “Well, I won’t forget this fall for sure.” She said and gave you a tight-lipped smile, pushing the corners of her mouth to her cheeks.
You laughed at her lightly and nodded in agreement. “Yeah. And we will definitely feel this in the morning.” You replied, causing her to giggle.
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After leaving the gym and taking a quick shower for the second time today, you changed into some more comfortable clothes before going out of your room and to the kitchen.
As you were walking in its direction you spotted the blonde woman you met today. “Hello, ma’am.” You said jokingly when she caught up to you and grinned widely.
“Hello, yourself.” She greeted back. “Hungry?” She asked to which you nodded. “Me too. I’m actually starving.” She said, dramatically holding her stomach.
Both of you chuckled at this as you entered the kitchen and spotted there Wanda and Nat who were sitting at the island. “Hello, ladies.” You greeted both as you slowly made your way to the basket with small snacks.
“Hello to you too.” Wanda said with a smile while Natasha stayed silent.
The redhead was eating an energy bar and was glancing at you and Carol as the latter was coming up to you. “Do you have something interesting there?” The blonde asked as she stood next to you.
You smiled cheekily at her. “Yes, me.” You said, causing the fit of giggles to pass her lips. “But no, there is nothing good.” You added, looking at the things in a basket.
Carol groaned as she stretched her arms a little. “I would kill for a pizza.” She said, looking up at the ceiling.
You chuckled as she let her shoulders sag with a heavy sigh. “Are you tired, Miss Danvers?” You asked teasingly, leaning your body on the kitchen counter.
Carol huffed playfully, putting her arm on the marble to lean on it. “Yeah, well, you tired me out. I didn’t expect you to be so good at fighting.” She said seriously. “It makes me curious about your other amazing skills.” She added with a smirk as she took a small step toward you.
“I have some tricks up my sleeve.” You replied, shrugging your shoulders in nonchalance, mirroring her position.
She pressed her lips together before turning them into a smile. “I think I like training more now.” She said with the tiniest bit of teasing in her voice. “It never felt as good as with you.”
“Then I can’t wait for another session, partner.” You said with a wide grin as you looked at the blonde.
Carol smirked at your words and leaned in, exposing more of her chest to you. “We can always do some private training sessions.” She said in a sultry tone. “So, maybe next time I’m under you it can be somewhere softer.” She said as she put her hand on your arm and trailed the fingers along it.
“I see you’re really eager to end up under me again.” You replied looking into her eyes and you saw how they sparkled.
Her smirk widened and she stepped closer to you, leaving almost no space between your bodies. “Well, we can always try out other positions. I’m not saying no.” She said seductively while her fingertips slowly ran up your arm.
At this moment, you thought you couldn’t be happier about meeting this woman. But what you failed to notice was a wary glance that Wanda threw Nat when the redhead tightened her hand around her water bottle.
As you were about to reply, Sam walked to the kitchen with a smile on his face.
“Everybody is going out to eat something. You guys wanna go with us?” Sam asked pointing with his thumb over his shoulder.
The man looked at you, waiting for an answer, and eyeing how close you and Carol were standing to each other as you gave him an apologetic smile. “I can’t. I need to fill in some documents for Fury regarding me being an Avenger.” You told him and he wanted to say something but decided against it and nodded understandingly.
“I’m gonna go, I was about to eat anyway.” Wanda said standing up from her seat.
Carol had a thoughtful expression on her face before looking at Sam. “I’ll go too. I don’t have much to do, so why not. And I want that pizza.” She said, making you laugh a little as she stepped away from you slowly heading to the exit while Sam nodded at both women.
“Okay, take what you need and meet us in 5 in the lobby.” Sam said before he smiled at you and Nat one last time and left.
Carol turned to you with a grin. “Do you want me to take you something to eat?” She asked nicely before her tone turned into a teasing one. “Or am I enough?” She added with a smirk.
You shook your head a little with a smile plastered on your face. “I think I’ll be okay with Danvers snack.” You said back, making Carol’s smirk turn into a toothy grin as a giggle escaped her lips.
Wanda glanced at Natasha again and if you'd done the same, you would’ve seen how her jaw tightened along with her fist. The water bottle she was clutching barely looked like a bottle at this point.
Carol started walking backward to the exit with Wanda waiting for her. “I’ll keep you to that.” She said pointing her finger at you. “See you guys later.” She said looking at you and then Natasha who gave her a tight-lipped smile.
The two women disappeared around a corner and you opened the fridge to find something to eat before you had to go and got to the paperwork you had to do.
“Couldn’t you be more obvious?” You heard Natasha say behind you. You glanced at her raising an eyebrow before going back to rummaging through the stuff.
“What do you mean?” You asked, looking at the things on the last shelf, but not finding anything you just grimaced and stood up straight.
A loud scoff rang through the kitchen while you closed the fridge and turned around. “Oh, I don’t know. Maybe you trying to get in Carol’s pants, even though you met only like 2 hours ago.” She said in a faux realization and ended with a fake-ass smile.
You blinked at her and stopped in one place. “I try to get in women’s pants even before I meet them. And we were just playing around.” You informed her in a neutral tone before you started looking for food in cupboards.
You heard screeching of the floor but paid it no mind as you wanted to find absolutely any snack you could take with you and go to your room to fill in those stupid papers.
“Mhm, of course. And you being glued to each other in the gym is also playing around.” She said sarcastically.
You turned your head to Natasha and gave her a bored look. “We were training.” You said slowly, moving your head a little in her direction. “How we are supposed to train without touching each other?”
Another scoff left her mouth as she was now standing next to the island with her arms crossed over her chest. “You did more than just this.” She bit back, throwing you an angry look. “And what about this little show a minute ago, huh?”
You stood to your full height with hands hanging on the handles of the cupboards and stared at the redhead. Mouth slightly opened and eyes blinking, trying to understand what was her problem.
You took a small breath and tilted your head a little to the side. “Oh my God.” You groaned out. “Can’t we flirt or something? Is there a rule?” You asked rhetorically as you closed the cupboard and moved to stand next to the island.
“No there is not-” She started saying.
“Then I don’t see a problem.” You cut her off with a small wave of your hand.
“But it doesn’t mean she has to be all over you.” Natasha ended her previous sentence, raising her voice a little. “She was practically on top of you here and you didn’t do anything to stop her.” She added even more irritated at the situation.
You rolled your eyes while turning to the side, so your body was facing the redhead. “She just stood next to me. And it’s not like I’m gonna push her away, cause she put her hand on my arm and got a little too close.” You replied, not hiding the fact that you thought it was ridiculous.
Natasha scoffed in annoyance and aggressively dropped her arms to her sides. “Oh yeah, just let her do whatever she wants.” The redhead said flinging her hands in the air. “Why not. Maybe even go and do some training together.” She added with emphasized sarcasm.
You were genuinely confused about why she suddenly started arguing about something like this. It wasn’t like you minded Carol being too close to you. She was beautiful and definitely caught your eye. You only met her, but not only had her appearance get your attention, but also her personality. In this short couple of hours, you could say she was funny, open-minded, and really kind.
You fell in conversation pretty easily. And you thought she was Natasha’s close friend. At least that was what Clint and Steve told you. So why would she-
A small smirk started creeping up on your lips as the realization settled in your mind. It was so clear, yet not that noticeable. But that didn’t matter anymore.
You tilted your head a little to the side, looking at the redhead. “Would you want to do some training with me, Natasha?” You asked her in a neutral tone, but the tiniest bit of teasing could be heard.
The redhead stopped in her tracks, registering your words in her mind. “What?” The question fell from her mouth and you caught how her voice trembled a little.
Taking a small step towards the woman you put your hand on the countertop. “Is that it? You want to train with me a little?” You moved closer to her while sliding your fingers along the marble.
Natasha swallowed subtly, still with her eyes fixated on you. She watched your every move and how relaxed and calm you were. She noticed your straightened-up posture, but there wasn’t any bit of tension in it.
“You’re being annoying. Just like always.” She said crossing her arms over her chest, trying to dismiss the subject you brought up. She wouldn’t fall for your words. But the confidence you were speaking and moving with already started working on her.
You smiled at what she said, now being aware of the real reason for her behavior towards you. “I think I’m just annoyingly attractive and you can’t get enough of me.” You replied kind of cockily, stopping in one place a few feet away from the woman.
“Oh my God. You’re so full of yourself. It’s really exhausting at this point.” The redhead remarked with an eye roll.
But were you wrong? Not at all. Your looks caught her attention the very first day you joined the team and she would be lying if she said that you weren’t a frequent topic of her thoughts.
She didn’t like it when other women flirted with you or were just too close to you for Natasha’s liking. How their touches lingered on your arm with the thumb brushing your skin or material of your clothes.
It was worse when you responded to their attempts, going to your flirt mode and charming women left and right. They always laughed at every little stupid thing you said. Every time they would throw their heads back and grip your arm a little tighter, pulling themselves closer to you.
At times like this Natasha saw red and she swore she could rip every woman’s head off.
She’d been drawn to you the moment she saw you. But she would never admit it out loud.
Even more so when you already had that stupid cocky smirk plastered on your lips. She didn’t even need to hear you say anything, cause the look on your face told her everything.
You smiled at her choice of words, before briefly dropping your gaze to your hand. “And you want to be full of me.” You said when she started turning around and placed her hands on the kitchen counter.
You drummed your fingers on the countertop, watching the redhead, roaming your eyes over her bare legs as she still was in her gym clothes. “By the way, I can give you some other reason to roll your eyes if you want.” You told her while you started making your way to her. After a couple of steps, you stood yourself behind the woman.
Your hands landed on the redhead’s waist, lightly holding her while you put your head closer to her ear. “Do you want it, Natasha?” You asked in a low voice, feeling her slightly tense up at your sudden touch before she relaxed. “Tell me what you want.”
Natasha tried so hard not to let her mind go somewhere else. Not to let it go there. She knew that if she didn’t stop you now, she would give in to you. But in all honesty, she’d wanted that for so long that she didn’t give a fuck about what was about to happen. She just wanted you.
Your warm breaths hitting her neck were only reminding her of how close you were. That she finally got you this close. She could feel your lips delicately brushing against her skin as your hands wandered down to the hem of her t-shirt, causing her arousal to raise.
You took it between your pointing finger and your thumb, fiddling with it, as you moved your mouth up to her ear. “Do you want me to stop?” You whispered the words to the redhead.
It would be the last thing Natasha wanted right now. The redheaded woman only shook her head in response, but that wasn’t enough. “Words, Tasha.” You told her before placing a kiss behind her ear.
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“No.” The woman breathed out, waiting for your next move. As if on cue, your hands let go of her t-shirt and slipped under it. They slowly moved up her stomach. Fingertips gently brushing her milky skin and your feather-light kisses placed along her neck sent shivers down the redhead’s spine.
She could feel her skin getting hotter under your soft touches and when you got to her bra, her anticipation only raised.
Moving her body back, she pressed herself more to your front letting her head fall slightly on your shoulder. At the same moment, you lightly grabbed the bottom of her bra and lifted it before moving your hands to gently cup her breasts.
Redhead’s breathing started picking up at your actions as your mouth still worked on her neck, marking it with dark bruises, before you went down to her collarbone to do the same, causing the heat to go down straight to Natasha’s core.
You gave her breasts a delicate squeeze, moving your thumbs to brush her nipples with them a little in the process, making the redhead let out a small moan.
You trailed up the kisses from her collarbone back to her neck and up to under her jawline while one of your hands wandered to the redhead’s back and reached with it to unclasp her bra.
Natasha decided to help you and quickly slid the straps down her arms, allowing you to pull the bra from under her top and get rid of this inconvenience. Your hands returned to their position on the woman’s tits and massaged them a little before you took both of her nipples between your pointing fingers and thumbs.
You pulled your mouth away from her neck and placed it next to her ear. “Is this okay?” You asked in a whisper, not stopping your movements as the redhead moaned again.
Natasha closed her eyes at the feeling of your touch. “Yeah.” She said quietly, letting herself get more and more lost in your actions.
You’d barely done anything, but her mind was already running a million miles per second and she wanted more. She needed more.
With your mouth going back and working on her neck, you painted it with more marks until you stopped at a certain point that made Natasha’s hold on the kitchen counter tighten. You smirked to yourself and kissed the spot before sucking harshly and lightly biting on it, making the redhead gasp.
As your tongue was running over the bruise you’d just made, one of Natasha’s hands let go of the marble. She moved it up and grabbed one of yours that was still working on her nipple, and started leading it down her body.
Her chest was heaving up and down as her breaths became more ragged and louder. You let her move your hand as she wanted, but you held it in one place at the waistband of her shorts.
Natasha whined at your objection and tried to make your hand go further down to no avail. “Please.” You heard her saying quietly as she moved her body back, causing your bodies to be pressed flush against each other.
The slight desperation in her voice made your confidence boost. She started grinding her hips into you, adding more force with each second.
You smirked to yourself when her movements suddenly stopped and you heard her sharply inhale. All because of a small, or not-so-small, surprise you had hidden.
But it wasn’t long before she resumed her actions again. “Please, do something.” Natasha whined out, placing her hand on your forearm.
You took the waistband of her shorts between your fingers and moved them along it. “Are you sure?”
“Yes! Just do it.” Natasha exclaimed impatiently and tightly squeezed your arm.
You decided to fulfill her wish. When she felt your hand moving down, she let go of it and gripped the countertop again.
You slowly slipped it under her shorts and underwear, feeling her shudder under your touch. Going further, you slid two fingers down through her folds, taking notice of how wet she already was.
“Someone’s excited.” You said, not stopping your actions.
Natasha moaned while you went back up and brushed her clit lightly. She started grinding herself on your hand to get more friction, but you took your hand away from her cunt and out of her underwear.
You gripped her hip just as she whined at the loss of contact. “Aren’t you needy?” You taunted the woman with a smirk on your face.
It was entertaining to you how she seemed to can’t stand you at every given occasion, but now she just couldn’t get enough of you. Waiting for you to do anything you wanted to her.
The redhead huffed out a breath and opened her eyes. “Aren’t you a tease?” She remarked, making your smirk widen.
“Maybe. But you still haven’t told me what you want.” You said as your fingertips were trailing over Natasha’s skin just above the waistband of her shorts, teasing her.
“I just want you to fuck me!” The redhead stated furiously, her hips started working against you again. “Please, just make me feel good. Please.” She added quietly and you decided to take pity on her.
Placing both of your hands on her hips, you spun her around and pressed her to the counter before fiercely connecting your lips with hers.
The redhead moaned into the kiss before you pulled away. “As you wish.” You mumbled against her lips before you started pulling her shorts down her legs along with her panties.
Her impatience was showing as she almost kicked the clothing away when it reached her ankles, leaving her bottom half of the body completely exposed to you.
Standing up, you lightly grabbed her hip with one of your hands and moved the other to the place where she needed you the most.
You ran your fingers through her folds again, gathering her wetness on them and making the redhead let out a shaky breath while she grabbed the edge of the kitchen counter. “Y/n.” Natasha said, but it sounded more like a plea.
Moving your head back to her neck, you again started leaving light kisses across it while your hand went up to her clit. You started circling it slowly, causing Natasha’s grip to tighten and let out a small moan.
“More.” She almost breathed out, and you pulled your hand away a little, making the redhead whine. “Y/n, stop playing, just fu- U-uck me.” Natasha cut herself off with a loud moan when you suddenly pushed two of your fingers inside her.
One of her hands flew to your shoulder and took a strong hold of it while you slowly pumped in and out of her, picking up your pace with each thrust.
Her eyes squeezed shut and her mouth was slightly agape, letting the beautiful sounds leave it. Deciding to add to her pleasure, you lifted her t-shirt to be met with her naked breasts, and not wasting a second, you attached your mouth to one of them.
“Fuck.” Natasha moaned out at the feeling of your tongue circling her nipple and the constant pounding of your fingers.
You then moved to her other nipple and gave it the same attention as Natasha’s hand moved from your shoulder and to your hair. “Oh God, yes!” She let out the words louder.
You let go of her nipple with a pop and kissed her cheek before going down on your knees.
Natasha’s eyes were now open and looking into your E/c eyes just as you looked back into her green ones. Not breaking eye contact, you pounded into her as you curled your fingers while your mouth attached to her bundle of nerves and circled it. Sinful sounds spilled from her mouth at the action.
Still on your knees, you reached up and started kneading her nipple with your free hand. This made her other hand fly to your hair as well, as she started grinding against your mouth a little.
She looked so good at this moment. With bliss written all over her face as her eyes were tightly closed and eyebrows furrowed, succumbing to the feeling you were giving her.
Her hands in your hair tightened their grip on it as her breathing became more ragged and her legs started shaking a little. “You look so beautiful.” You told her.
Natasha couldn’t think about anything else but you and your fingers in her, along with your mouth pleasuring her. She never felt this good and she was sure she would never feel better.
“I’m close. I’m so close.” She moaned loudly as your tongue still worked on her clit and your fingers didn’t stop even for a second. “I’m gonna cum.” She said again, making you go faster.
“Let go, Tasha.” You said before attaching your mouth to her bud again.
And she did just that. “Fuck! Y/n!” She screamed out with her head thrown back and hands still tightly holding your hair.
You slowed down your thrust, letting her ride out her orgasm before coming to a stop. You pulled out of her and used your tongue to catch every bit of her juices. You moved your mouth away and stood up, making her whine at the loss of contact before you put your fingers to her lips.
She immediately engulfed them with her mouth and started circling them with her tongue, not looking away from you. You moved your other hand to your belt and started unfastening it.
When she cleaned your digits, you pulled them out. You tugged on her t-shirt and she quickly got rid of it before you turned her around, making her yelp. “Ready to go again?” You asked as you took the strap out of your pants.
She only nodded, putting her hands on the edge of the counter. “You have to speak, darling.” You husked out into her ear, sending a shiver down her spine.
“Yes, I’m ready. Please, just fuck me.” She said quickly, not being able to keep her impatience at bay.
Gripping the toy, you ran the tip through her folds, gathering her wetness on it. You teasingly bumped her bundle of nerves before doing the same with her entrance, evoking a muffled moan from the redhead.
“Please, Y/n. I need you in me. Make me feel good again.” Natasha let out as she started moving her hips back to you.
She was impatient. She wanted you to make her come again so bad.
You lightly grabbed her hips with your hands, stopping her from doing anything, making her whine. Just to turn it into a throaty moan when you slowly started pushing in her.
You stopped for a moment, letting her get used to the size before pushing in fully, completely stretching her out. You stood still giving her time to regain herself before you slowly pulled out and in again.
You started gradually picking up the pace, pounding in the redhead and causing her to moan loudly with each thrust. She fell forward but tightly held the marble as you moved your hands to her waist to keep her in place.
You ran your hand up her spine and tangled your fingers in her hair before pulling it gently. She took the hint and lifted herself with a whine.
Your thrust became more powerful and deeper, making her move her back to you and let her head fall on your shoulder as loud moans left her mouth.
“That’s good?” You asked as her head was next to yours.
You moved your hand from her waist and reached her clit, starting running circles on it again. “Yes! You fuck me so good.” She screamed out, completely lost in everything you were giving her.
You smirked to yourself and attacked her neck, sucking on her sweet spot, causing another loud moan to leave her mouth. “Harder.” She let out and you didn’t have to be told twice.
Tightly gripping her hips with both of your hands you started pounding with more force to the point where your thrust became so powerful that she had to support herself with the kitchen counter not to fall flat on it as her body bolted forward.
“Fuck! Just like that!” She screamed out again, letting herself get lost even more in the pleasure you were gifting her with. “Oh, God.”
Suddenly you pulled out and quickly turned the redhead around before picking her up and placing her on the counter, making her yelp in surprise. You took a hold of her legs, grabbing under her knees, and spread them wide apart.
Without giving her a chance to do or say anything, you roughly thrust in her again. One of her hands went behind her to keep herself up while the other flew to your t-shirt and gripped it tightly. “Oh my fuck! Yes! Just ruin my pussy.” She moaned out loudly, and you were sure that if someone was at the compound, they would hear her without a doubt.
You sped up your movements, going now at an animalistic speed as her head hung back with her eyes tightly closed and mouth wide open. “You like that? You like me being deep in you?” You husked out, keeping the redhead’s waist in a strong hold.
“Yeah.” She moaned out. “I love you being in me. Fucking me like this.” Her words were filthy, laced with lust as she screamed them out. Her sinful sounds hadn’t stopped coming out of her mouth even for a second. “Don’t stop! Please, don’t stop.” She moaned again and again as her eyes rolled to the back of her head.
Her words only spurred you on. Going harder and faster than ever, you were focused only on one thing - fucking her just like she wanted you to.
Her moans were getting more frequent and louder, filling up the space and bouncing off of the walls.
You moved one of your hands to her neck and wrapped it around it, causing Natasha to sharply inhale. Her hand flew to your forearm as you roughly kissed her. She eagerly reciprocated and when you licked her bottom lip, she immediately let you in, allowing your tongue to explore her mouth.
Not stopping your hips from moving, you were swallowing all her moans as your lips were moving against each other.
You pulled away only a little, both of you looking into each other’s eyes with you still keeping a hold of her neck, squeezing it lightly. “You gonna come again?” You mumbled against her lips, still pounding in the redhead mercilessly.
Her breasts were bouncing up and down with the force you were pounding in her and you leaned down to take her nipple in your mouth, sucking it and circling it with your tongue.
“Yes! I wanna come. Please, let me come.” She quickly babbled out, her eyes went closed at the feeling of your powerful thrusts and your hand around her neck with your wet mouth working on her bud.
You let go of her nipple with a pop and looked into her eyes. “Then come.” You said and after a couple more of your rough thrusts, Natasha screamed out your name, tightening her hold on your clothes and coming undone. Her head was hanging back as her mouth hung wide open with her mind being completely fuzzy.
You started slowing down your movements and helped her ride out her orgasm. You came to a stop, taking your hand away from her neck as she let go of your forearm, and waited for her to come down from her high as she breathed heavily. Her body was all sweaty and she surely was exhausted.
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You pulled out of her, making her let out a small moan at the feeling as you held her by her waist, not to let her fall back. She swallowed thickly, trying to catch her breath before opening her eyes and looking at you. “Fuck.” She breathed out, slowly regaining her composure.
Your faces were inches apart and you smiled teasingly. “You are lucky everybody’s out, cause they would hear you for sure.” You told the redhead.
She scoffed at your words but let out a chuckle right after. “Shut up.” She said giggling. She then took a look over you. “How is it that you’re still fully clothed and I’m fully naked?” She asked with a raised eyebrow.
You smirked at her and she already rolled her eyes. “Cause you were so needy that I didn’t have time to undress.” You replied earning yourself a slap to your arm, making you chuckle.
“I wasn’t needy.” She denied it, but her face betrayed her. A genuine smile appeared on her lips.
You pulled away from her and helped her get off the counter before she started dressing.
You shoved your strap back into your pants and started cleaning the mess you two made. When you finished she was pulling the last piece of clothing on her body. As her t-shirt went down and covered her, her smile faltered a little when she looked at you.
You looked back in slight confusion. “What?” You asked Natasha not knowing the cause of her sudden change in mood.
She looked down at the floor and fiddled with the hem of her t-shirt a little. You came up to her and rubbed her arms. “What happened?”
Her head raised and she looked into your eyes. She opened her mouth to say something but closed it right after. “What was it?” She asked finally as you stared at her.
“What was what?” You asked back, not looking away from her face.
She huffed out a breath with a slight annoyance in it, making you internally smirk to yourself. “Was it a one-time thing? You just fucking me, cause you had a chance? Or-” She started saying but cut herself off at the end.
Your lips tugged up a little at her hesitancy. “Or?” You asked teasingly but softly, dragging out the word.
Natasha rolled her eyes at you again and looked down at your t-shirt as her hand went to pick on it. “Or something more.” She said quietly, not daring to look at you.
You let a warm smile appear on your lips and it only was widening with every second. You reached for her chin with your hand and held it gently before moving her head up.
When you had her looking at you, you looked between her eyes and saw something you’d never seen before in them. Fear and vulnerability. “Do you want it to be something more?” You asked softly and noticed how her fingers fidgeted as she became a little nervous. “Cause I want it to be something more.”
At your words, she looked at you differently. She looked like she was searching for the tiniest hint of a lie. But it wasn’t there. And when she couldn’t find it, she just rushed her head forward and kissed you deeply with her hands landing on your face.
You kissed her back, making both of you smile so wide that kissing became impossible. “I take it as a yes.” You said when both of you pulled away and she chuckled, making you do the same. “Okay, let’s take a bath. Shall we?” You asked Natasha and she gave you a toothy grin in response with a nod.
“Yup, but you have to carry me.” She said and opened her arms for you to pick her up. You raised your eyebrows at her and she just looked back. “It’s your fault I’m tired and barely standing, so, chop-chop.” She said with a sweet smile and still waiting.
You shook your head, letting out a light laugh before picking her up bridal style, making her yelp a little. “Of course, ma’am.” You said making her giggle as both of you left the kitchen with wide grins on your faces.
Maybe arguing with Natasha wasn’t that bad after all.
Neighbour!Nat and Housewife!Nat are like two sides of the same coin, and I love that!
- Lesbian-Deadpool
wifey wifey wifey....you are so very right. @lesbian-dp
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Natasha likes to brag that she's a trophy wife. At least in the sense that she's hot enough to be one. She likes to brag that she's smart too and she's got exactly what she wanted with a workaholic husband. Secured the very top 2 percenter life she wanted.
Yet, she's quick to shut up when she's being fucked by you.
You chuckle as she whimpers and writhes beneath you.
"That's right, baby," you coo at her. "Suddenly turn all dumb when you're getting fucked good by my strap, don't you?"
U-UH SO I THINK OF A SHY OLDER NAT AND R TOPS HER U KNOW LIKE TEASES HER THAT “oh so is it ur first time being taken care of by a younger person?” AND LIKE MAKES HER SQUIRT LIKE SHES COVERING HER FACE BYE 💳💥💳💥
