She would prepare her favourite hot drink, served with delicious handmade cookies. Cozy blankets and cushions scattered across the sofa. The morning breeze and the first rays of sunlight hitting the window.
She would gently encourage you to lie in her lap, her arms wrapping around you as if shielding you from the world. Your face nestled against her neck, absorbing the warmth of her soft skin. She would tenderly caress your back, her fingers dancing through your hair, leaving delicate kisses on your forehead.
You struggle to stay awake and savour the moment, yet the warmth of her embrace gradually lulls your body into deeper relaxation. Then, you decide to tease her, trailing kisses along her neck near the ear and sighing against her skin, sending delightful shivers through her.
She lets you have a little fun until you feel her fingers holding your chin and making you look at her. Her eyebrow arches ever so slighty, a subtle sign of disapproval. With her thumb tenderly caressing your lips, making you open your mouth until she slides her finger in, teasing your tongue. She knows you won’t be able to resist for long, and eventually, you begin to suck on her finger — after all, you’ve always enjoyed having something in your mouth, and she knows it all too well.
No more overthinking. You are home, cradled in her arms.
She leaves your mouth empty once again, but it won’t be for too long. Almost in a desperate pull, your hands tug at her blouse, pulling her closer. She knows exactly what you need.
She lifts the fabric away, exposing her breasts, and holds gently your head, pulling you into the warmth of her embrace. Ops, your hand finds its way to her breast. Ops, your mouth finds her nipple. Ops, you are suckling. The world around you vanishes, nothing else matters. Her nurturing ways, the tenderness touches, everything you need.
A/N: Never ever experienced snow since i live in a tropical country but i did go to korea one time in december and the weather was freezing me like hell. Never been to New York , so I'm sorry for any inaccuracy. not proof read. This took too long to complete honestly :’)
Pairing: Natasha x reader
Warnings: sex joke?
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Living in New York city was good the weathers was nice each year and there was so many places to go but there was always that one time of month where I absolutely hate and that was when it was winter. The freezing cold always got to me in the worst ways red nose, freezing lips, and cold freezing body, no amounts of clothing or sweaters was ever enough.
“I do not understand how you have not gotten used to the New York winter? Have you not live here for years now?” I looked over to Yelena who was sitting down on the couch of the living room of the compound wearing her casual clothes.
“Before I moved here, I lived in a country where it was always hot, the times it was cold was when it either rained or sometime during a month.” You were freezing like no other even the fire place that was in the room was not enough to keep the cold out.
“I find it hilarious really.” Yelena snickers.
“Just because your Russian doesn’t mean your susceptible to the cold Yelena.” You scoffed at her, trying to burry yourself more into the blanket to keep warm.
“Where is Natasha anyway? She should be here by now.” You groaned, you had asked Nat to buy you food from the store since there wasn’t much to eat at the compound.
“Calm down, she only left like 20 minutes ago and what can she even do to warm you up? I have given you all the thick blankets and you are wearing probably like three sets of sweaters and jackets.” Yelena remarks.
“I can think of another way she can warm me up.” You smirk at her direction. she looked at you confused but then gags at the realization, Yelena glares at you “You are disgusting, I did not need to know of that.” You laugh at her at seeing her reaction.
It has almost been 30-minutes when Natasha finally came back and she was carrying bags of food from the store and with her was Kate Bishop who was following behind her. They walk over to the kitchen area and place down the bags of grocery. Natasha grabs a vodka bottle from the shelf and walks over to you and Yelena.
“Hello detka(babe).” She gives you a warm smile and sets down the vodka on the table and sits next to you.
“Natty come here and keep me warm, I am very cold right now and could use my personal heater.” Nat laughs at you but obliged at your request but was having a hard time trying to hug you because of the thick layering of the blankets and sweaters that was over you.
“Maybe you should remove some of these clothing? Is it not hot being under all that clothing and blankets?” She tries to remove the blanket that was wrapped around you like a burrito but you just backed away from her and looked at her disapprovingly.
“No...Its cold.” You pouted at her.
“Good luck sestra(sister), They can barely stand the cold and I still do not understand why.”
“If I had a shoe right now, I would have thrown it at you right now.” You glared at her direction.
At the mention of a shoe being thrown, Kate looks at your direction with a scared look. “Do not take that threat lightly, they can throw a shoe from a mile away and it would still hit you!” Kate informed.
“You are the protégé of Hawkeye and you are scared of a shoe being thrown at you?” Yelena raises one eyebrow looking at her with a deadpan look.
“IT HURT OK?! I AM NEVER MAKING FUN OF THEM FOR THAT!” Kate then leaves the room going who knows where.
“Good to know she learned her lesson.” You smirked.
“kakogo khrena(what the fuck).” Yelena looks at you with a confused look.
You just shrugged under the blanket and scooted closer to Nat, in which she wrapped her arms around you despite it being hard with the blanket over you.
“I am leaving. I do not need to see you both being lovey to each other before things gets bad.” Yelena stood up grabbing the vodka bottle from the table and left the room leaving you and Nat alone together.
Natasha looks at Yelena’s retreating form with a confused looked. “It’s probably what I said earlier to her.” You chuckle.
“Hmm, and what exactly did you say to her, Moya lyubov'(My love)?” Nat asked. She probably already knew what I meant.
“Nothing that concerns you that’s for sure.” You blushed before laying down on the couch still wrapped in your blanket. Nat let’s it go for now and ‘hums’ in agreement.
You both just laid down on the couch leaning against each other in sweet content.
“I love you Nat.” You whisper to her before closing your eyes.
“I love you too.” She replies before dozing off with you.
