A.N: Loosely based on abo dynamics, nothing too crazy. Just felt like writing something spicy, so I did. Enjoy :)
Warnings/heads up: explicit descriptions of intimacy (smut basically), cursing. Praise, pet names and very very light puppy play (use of the word puppy literally one time)
(Men & Minors DNI)
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You and Natalie had been dancing around the inevitable for far too long.
You'd cross paths over and over, and Natalie had a way of causing trouble when things got too close.
Afraid of committing to something real and losing it all, she always chose to break away and hope you'd find someone ready for what you had to offer. Only you didn't want just anyone. You wanted Natalie. The grit and all.
So sometime in 2003, Wiskayok New jersey, you found each other again, but this time, it was different.
You shared a small apartment together in a decent area, one that you could barely afford, but you managed alright.
Things felt like they were settling down, and damn it, Natalie Scatorccio was going to make it work.
That's how you found yourselves here. In the quiet of your moonlit bedroom.
Soft sounds of the crickets outside of your window, your mingled breath and hushed whispers.
The air feels electric.
That's the only way to describe it. It's almost like a storm brewing, knowing just how much it's going to ruin and breathe life into you.
Your bodies are flush under the thin top sheet, connecting and getting to know each other again and again.
Every time, it feels like giving in to forever with her. A safety immeasurable to any other.
Your noses brush against each other as your mouths connect in a soft kiss. Reveling in the quiet moments because they're so much sweeter knowing that you belong to each other.
You reached between her legs, circling and teasing her clit. She sighs, lips forming a smile as she continues to kiss you.
"Stop being such a tease," she mumbles against your lips and guides your hand lower, pressing into the backs of your fingers with hers.
She's already dripping.
You experiment by pushing in only your middle finger, just barely past her entrance, pumping in slowly to build her up.
She moans into your mouth, the song you'd fucking die for.
"I need you," Natalie whimpers against your lips.
She wraps her hand around the base of your cock, slowly caressing and dragging it up and down between her wet folds, just enough to excite you. As if the thought of her alone didn't excite you.
Your hips stutter, but you keep your composure.
"Tell me what you need, baby." You kiss her gently, an innocent act of submissiveness on your part, wanting to give your omega anything she wants.
And let's be honest, you were never able to say no to Natalie. You'd do anything for your girl.
Your arms planted on either side of her, guarding her body as if anyone could or would even dare take her away from you. Especially right now.
"I just want to make you feel good," your eyes meet in the dark of your shared room.
She smiles, genuinely, and leans up to your ear to whisper. "And I want you to make me yours,"
Just like that, your lips are on hers again.
You had forgotten what restraint meant and fully gave in. Your hands glide up the soft skin of her thighs all the way up her to ribs to hold her close, inviting you further to your demise.
She guides you to her entrance, pressing the tip against her slit, and of course, you slip inside of her easily. Youre filling her up completely as her slick drips down her folds and onto the bed.
She throws her head back, eyes shut tight.
As used to you as she is, she still needs to adjust to you every time.
You gently kiss down her jaw and her neck, waiting for her. "You're doing so good, pretty girl. Take your time," Her hands find your shoulders from behind, pulling you impossibly closer.
She pants and finally meets your eyes again.
You don't know what possessed her or if it's just the intensity of her heat this month, but when the words "Get me pregnant," leave her mouth, you quickly realize there's nothing you wouldn't do to follow through with her request.
Your hips start rocking in and out of her velvet heat in a deep rhythm, making sure she can feel every inch of you moving inside her. "Fuck, keep going," Natalie rasps out, taking her turn to kiss the sweet spots on your neck.
This is the place where you can be real, raw, and honest. Just you and Natalie. There's nowhere you'd rather be than right here right now.
It's a dance that you know all too well, like your bodies were made for each other. It's a wonderful, serendipitous thing, like heaven in its truest form.
Natalie Scatorccio is going to be the death of you.
The scent of her and her heat is driving you wild. Feeling possessive of her, you can't help but thrust harder. Grabbing a hold of her waist and pulling her to meet your thrusts.
She gasps out a moan when you start to really breed her.
"You're taking me so well, Nat. Such a good puppy,"
You lean down to kiss and mark up her neck and chest, soothing the trail of hickeys with your tongue. Then, you bite down on her neck where her scent is the strongest, claiming her as yours.
Heat spread throughout her entire body. A mix of pain and delicious pleasure.
She's pulling your hair and clawing at your arms, scrambling to find something to hold onto at the sheer force of it all.
"Baby, please don't stop," She practically begs.
And Natalie Scatorccio doesn't beg.
You keep pounding into her, the insides of her thighs wet with a mix of her slick and your pre cum.
You start to feel your knot swell. You knew it was only a matter of time before you reached your climax, only you didn't want to stop.
Feeling too pent up and utterly feral, you sit back on your heels and pull her to straddle you with your arms under her thighs. With a possessive growl, you start bouncing her on your cock.
"Oh my god!" She yelps and wraps her arms around your back, holding on tight. Nails digging into your skin, leaving harsh red marks behind.
She's already so spent, but this is making her feel too good to want to stop now.
The only sounds in the room are the filthy wet slapping sounds of your hips meeting her cunt and her breathy moans that come out like—
"Uh, uh, uh!"
The way she moves is hypnotic, and God, what a sight to be blessed with.
You'll never get tired of this.
She leans back and pulls you in for a much-needed kiss. Rushed, wet, and desperate. When you separate for air, a string of spit connects you two as you're panting into each other's mouths.
She makes a move to cup your jaw, "Y/N, I'm think I'm gonna–" she whines. Eyes glossy and a little dazed. She's so lost in pleasure.
"Let go for me, baby. I'm right here," you whisper back in promise. The heavy heat between you reaching its zenith...
Her walls pull you in, and that sends you over the edge.
You choke out a moan as your knot slips past her entrance, locking inside. You don't plan on pulling out anytime soon.
"F-fuck, I'm–"
Her eyes shut tight again when she finally let's go, feeling your cock twitch and fill her up. A loud string of moans escapes her lips before she could even process it all.
She leans forward, biting hard on your shoulder to hush her noise.
"Uh, uh. Let me hear you, doll," You pant heavily. With your hand threaded through her hair, you gently pull her back to hear her pretty moans.
She's beautiful.
Her eyebrows frowed, and her pretty dark blue eyes focused only on you while her mouth lets out the prettiest sounds.
You brush her hair out of her face and tuck it behind her ear. Absolutely enamored with her.
"There she is," you whisper fondly.
The beads of sweat on her skin make her look even more ethereal than before. So lost in the bliss of being taken and given exactly what she wants.
Once she calms down enough, her legs lock around your waist, and arms securely looped around your shoulders. "I'm never leaving this bed," you both chuckle as she snuggles against you.
You wrap your arms around her body and hold her close.
Thinkin’ about her (protective af Werewolf Nat who accidentally lets a little bit of the wolf show whenever someone is even slightly mean to her captain/gf Jackie)
— Summary: While your mate is on a mission, your heat hits you way harder than expected and all you can do is whine and burrow yourself further in your nest. Not even Yelena can convince you to come out and look after yourself when Natty is away.
— Characters: Alpha!Nat x Alpha!Wanda (platonic), Beta!Yelena x Omega!Fem Reader (platonic), Alpha!Nat x Omega!Fem Reader (Pairing)
— Warnings: a little angsty, fluff, missing nat hours, nesting, avoidance of self care.
— Word Count: 1.6k
"No Wanda I'm not going!" Natasha growled out as Wanda briefed her on a mission coming up in two days. You were curled up in your shared room already fast asleep while Nat worked on overdue mission reports. "Tasha, we really need you on this mission. Yelena will be at the compound and you know how protective she is of her. Trust me, Y/n will be okay" Wanda spoke up quietly. She knew under all this anger was fear. She could quite literally feel the hormone battle between fight of flight going on in her teammate’s body.
"How do you know that Wanda! Her heat is supposed to hit when I’m the furthest out on the mission!" the spy snarled and Wanda bared her own teeth. "Don't get snappy at me, just because you're a mated Alpha doesn't mean my status to you changes, I'm an Alpha too, mated or not" Wanda warned and Nat grumbled before harnessing he emotions and simmering down a little.
"I can't do it, I can't leave her" she sighed and hunched down in her office chair, finally letting her guard down. "I promise on Pietro that she'll be okay, you trust your sister more than anyone and if Yelena was on this mission I'd let you sit it out" Wanda reassured her as best as she could but she understood. She had seen enough Alphas go on missions without their mate and it made her somewhat relieved to not have found hers yet.
"Can we train, I wanna get my mind off it until I have to say goodbye" Nat mumbled and Wanda nodded, dragging her best friend out of her office and towards the training rooms. The pair went on for hours, practicing both strengths and weaknesses to the point of exhaustion. It was only when Natasha took a right hook to the face did they stop and take a breath, realising just how high the tension was and how much Alpha hormones were floating around in the room.
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The glimmer of sunrise filtered through the opening in the curtains and Natasha groaned as you smushed your face closer into her neck, smelling her sweet scent and kissing her gently just under her ear. "Baby hey, none of that" she sighed back tears as she pulled you out slightly and moved you to lay on top of her instead.
“Don’ leave” you whispered sleepily and tightened your grip on her. She closed her eyes and just took in the moment. Her mission was two weeks long and knowing she was leaving you just as your heat was supposed to start was killing her. “I have to milaya, they really need me on this one” she kissed your temple and you let out a whine.
“More than I need you?” you looked up at her and pouted, pursing your lips further when she pouted back and nodded. “Unfortunately yes, I’m so sorry shchenok, I really am” she unwillingly peeled your ever so slightly heating body off hers and stretched her limbs out. Arms going overhead and shirt rising above her midsection, you couldn’t help but stare a little. God she was perfect.
"I can feel you staring moya lyubov" she snickered when she caught your eyes as they darted down. "I'm gonna miss you. It's gonna be hell Natty" you tried to plead again but she wasn't having any of it. "I know you are but I'm leaving you with my best girl and she's gonna make sure you'll take care of yourself okay?" your mate gave you a pointed look as she grabbed your chin gently, ensuring eye contact was made as she did so.
With a huff, you shrugged your face out of her hold and pouted. "Don't be away too long" were your final words as she kissed your lips gently and slipped out of bed, preparing her bags for the mission. As cold as the morning was, you followed her around the room like a shadow, needing to feel as much of her warmth and heartbeat before she was gone. "Not that one" you growled slightly and ripped the jumper out of Natasha's hands just as she was about to put it in the grey sports bag.
It was your favourite jumper of hers, it smelled just like her and was a little oversized. "But that's my good luck jumper it makes me think of you" she frowned but the rejected look on your face made her reconsider her next few words. "Can I uhm- can I take one of your jumpers instead? I still need you with me" she whispered out the last sentence and you scrambled to get one of your favourites that she got for you one time.
And so the early hours were spent packing and reassuring until Wanda knocked and called for the Widow. With final goodbyes and reassuring scent markings, a mere few minutes later and your mate was well and truly commencing her mission. It was barely 7am and there was no way you could fall back asleep, not without her lulling you into a peaceful slumber. Natasha had told Yelena to make sure you were still functioning during her time away and while you were grateful for the blonde, you needed your mate.
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It was the third day of your heat and you had been insufferable. You had come out twice to eat and Yelena had to drag you out of your nest both times. In a heaped pile of Natasha's clothes, stuffed bears and her playlist, you were under it all. Surrounded. Today was supposed to be the peak of your heat and you had locked yourself in your room. You didn't want to hear, see or smell anyone other than Nat.
A low pitiful whine left your throat as you burrowed your face deeper into the Build-a-Bear she got you and it was painful for everyone else to hear. Every single bone in your body was calling out for your mate. Your mind was in a stuck loop of wanting to be as close to her as possible to not wanting to be reminded of her absence and it was torture.
"Y/n, hey malen'kiy, can I come in?" it was Yelena. Her voice was soft and warm; and a sense of security lingered slightly in the room. She was releasing calming hormones to at least try and settle your extremely high emotions, it almost felt like you were grieving for Nat. "I want my mate" you whimpered dejectedly and Yelena's heart ached for you. "I know I'm sorry" the assassin sighed as she stood by the door contemplating on what to do next.
"Do you want to face time her? I can try and sort an arrangement out with her so she's free on her downtime to call you?" she offered a little unsure on how you were going to react but all you did was let out a guttural low cry. “Okay okay no mentions of her you’re okay I’m so sorry” she tried to comfort you as best as she could from her position by the door.
With a heavy heart and teary eyes, she closed the door and let you be. Clearly anything remotely attached to Natasha was only giving you more grief. Your every so slightly rising and falling slumped body in a mess of clothes, smells and sounds was about the only thing indicating you were still alive.
Days passed and you still had not moved. Yelena came by every few hours to give you water but she was soon running out of glasses. Tomorrow was supposed to be the day your mate came home but Yelena wouldn’t be surprised if it had completely bypassed you. Night fall was probably the worst time you longed for your mate. The most you slept in the two weeks Natasha was away would only have to be a mere 40 hours.
Yelena once again, came to see if you were still alive and well but the whimpering made her physically cower from your closed door. She could only hope Nat was here for when you woke up.
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The second Natasha stepped off the quinjet she made a beeline to your shared room. Her heart was sore and her bones were aching. All she wanted was to wrap herself around you til the sun stopped rising. Yelena had kept her updated as best as she could but there was barely any signal where she had been hiding out. The last text she got was “she’s completely broken sestra” three days ago and she was panicking.
She padded lightly down the halls turning every corner with ease until she was finally at the door. Her senses going crazy as she heard your desperate howls for her. She creaked the door open and whined softly when she caught your scent, your body going rigid for a second before completely relaxing. She was here. Your mate was home.
Eager to be close to you, yet afraid to startle you, she made quick work of slipping out of her mission clothes and into your hoodie and a pair of your sweatpants. It was like she was on auto pilot. The minute she was close enough to hear your heartbeat, she was whining and slipping under your nest. Your small frame involuntarily reaching out for her when she was buried beneath the heaped mess of your relationship. Your two heartbeats matching pace and her smell finally surrounding you in person. Two hearts were made whole again.
demon!nat is hot and ik, but can we talk about wolf!nat? Her being a big, deadly, carnivore wolf that takes no shit from no one but turns into a giant puppy of mush when she met human!r? She looooves it when r would play with fur and rubbing her tummy like a good girl she is with all tail wagging and tongue out. And oh, after the night they try conceived, nat is so excited to have pups that she already digged a hole of dirt on their area for r to have a place to give birth but quickly dropped it because r is a human, it would be unsanitary to give birth there instead nat built a cottage core home??
AHHHH!! fuck dude i love werewolves so muccchhhhh and omgggg i love the idea of were!nat and reader living out in a cute little cottage or cabin far from the city for nat and the pups so have plenty of room so run around !!
