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abbyromanoff · 10 months

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REUNITED

PAIRINGS: Maria Hill x reader

WORD COUNT: 3468

WARNINGS: smut, exes to enemies to lovers, reuniting, cunnilingus, fingering, scissoring, multiple orgasms, angst, mentions of guns/weapons, mentions of killing, begging, praise, body worship, choking, overstimulation, think that’s all!

This is my late b-day gift to my lovely 🌹 anon!! I love you babes and I hope you like this :))

No one is permitted to steal, copy, or reblog my work as their own!!

The door to your apartment was quietly opened and soon shut with the foot of a woman you had been keeping an eye on, Maria Hill. You knew she was out to get you, but you also knew it was because her job made her. You wondered if she got a choice in who she was to assassinate or bring in for questioning, but some part of you hoped she hadn’t gone one.

You two had met years before, before the world turned cruel, before she turned cruel. You went on a few dates, made it official, and then moved in together after months of falling deeper in love. You were falling alright, but she was always there to catch you.

Until she wasn’t.

You had woken up one morning to her frantically packing her luggage. Confusion set deep within you as you hurriedly asked her what was wrong. She only stopped, giving you what you would later realize was your last kiss with tears clouding her vision. She ran off before you could catch her, and that was the last time you had ever seen your girlfriend.

You guessed it was made clear that you were considered exes now, but you still didn’t want to believe it. You weren’t able to go on dates, the voice in your head constantly telling you that you were betraying Maria, that someday she’d come back home. To her true home.

But that day never came, and you were left stranded for years with no contact. She didn’t even send a text goodbye or leave a voicemail, it was like all traces of your relationship together had been erased. So, you tried erasing her from your mind.

Little by little, you were moving on. You went on your first date in years with a lovely woman named Carol, and, God, she was fun. You two had slept together a few times, but that was it so far. Nothing more had happened.

Maria searched your home with a gun raised high, trigger finger ready to pull at any given moment. But in reality, she knew she’d let you kill her before she ever laid a finger on you.

Bedroom, empty. Kitchen, empty. Living room, empty. Bathroom, empty. The only place she saw that was left was the balcony. And there you were, a small glass of wine in your hand and a gun in the other.

“Hello, darling.” The gun was pointed directly at your head and, even if she was supposed to, she couldn’t bring herself to press down on the trigger and end your life so easily. She didn’t understand, she’s done this before. Many times in fact. But with you, with you, there was a past that was pushing the item in her hand down.

She placed the weapon in her gun holder on her thigh. You finally turned to look at her, the love you once held for her being nearly invisible in your eyes.

“You realize this is loaded, right?”

“And so is mine.”

“You just put yours away.”

“And so did you.” You didn’t notice how you subconsciously tucked your weapon into your side between you and the chair. You sighed, taking a swig of your drink and wincing as it traveled down your throat.

She hesitantly stepped forward, gulping nervously. She had never been so fearful, not even when she was almost killed, but seeing the person she still loved so passionately knowing she’d have to come home with you in a body bag was the scariest thing.

“I’m not going to bite, Maria.” You said. “That is unless you still like it when I do that.” The word ‘still’ made her breath stop for a moment. She had apologies speeches ready, and before she could open her mouth, you stopped her, holding a hand up and shaking your head.

“Save it. I don’t want to hear it.” The two of you stood awkwardly in silence. She debated if she should’ve left, but she didn’t want that. And besides, her mission wasn’t over until you were dead.

“Have a seat, I’m assuming you won’t be leaving for a while.” She did so, sitting on the oddly comfortable chair next to you. They were different than the ones you had before, these actually had cushions. The sudden reminder of what it all used to be made her throat clench in an attempt to hide her cries.

“Save it doesn’t mean you can’t speak, you know.” She nodded, not taking her eyes off of you for one moment. You were still as beautiful as ever, possibly even more beautiful. She didn’t believe that could happen but somehow it did.

“So, uhm, what have you been up to?” You looked at her with raised brows and she sighed, looking down at her fingers that had been ruined from her biting them constantly. You always stopped her from her bad habit, but after she left you, she fell back into everything she had learned not to do.

“Sorry. But really, how are you?” You took a deep breath, sucking in the cool air of late-night Paris.

“Well, besides multiple people wanting me dead and sending an assassin after me, I’m doing splendid.” Your comedic side was still there even after all these years, she had to admit it was her favorite thing about you. You could always turn any situation from depressing to joyful.

“And you?”

“I…I’m fine. Yeah, I guess you could say so.” You hummed as you poured the wine into yours and her glass. You were already expecting her, so you thought you’d save a glass. The silence from earlier returned and Maria couldn’t deny the emptiness to it. Before, silence was welcomed by you two, it never felt like you had to fill it. But now, it just wasn’t the same.

“Why’d you take the job?” Maria’s head shot to look at you as you handed her the glass, still looking out to the sky with dying stars filling it. And she swore the crescent moon shined against your face magically.

“What?”

“I figured that the reason you left me was because of the job. So, why did you take it?” Clearly, you didn’t have the full picture, the full understanding. Because if Maria had a choice, she would’ve never left the comfort of your arms that day.

“I didn’t have a choice, Y/N, you have to understand that.”

“I don’t have to do anything, Maria.” You shot back. You crossed your leg over the other as she squirmed in her seat.

“I’m sorry.” She spoke, receiving furrowed brows from you. When you didn’t speak up, she took that as her chance to finish what she was going to say.

“I’m sorry for leaving that day. And I’m sorry for not telling you why until now.”

“You still haven’t really told me why, only that you didn’t have a choice.” She sighed, running a hand through her hair as you chuckled.

“I’m joking. I get it, there are things that you need to put first, and in that case, I couldn’t be one of them.” She gave you a look of confusion, quickly rushing to her feet in front of you.

“Y/N, you were and always will be so important to me, much more important than my damn job.” You refused to make eye contact with her, knowing that if you did, you’d be doing much worse than just talking.

“Then why? If I was somehow more important than your job, then why did you leave like it was nothing? No warning, no goodbye, no tears, no nothing. You left me like I meant nothing to you, and you left me alone. I had no one.” She bit her lip to suppress anything from coming out. Instead of speaking, she rested her head on your hands that were held in her own. She was kneeling by now, waiting for you to take the lead in the conversation.

“I didn’t stop loving you, Mar, and I don’t think I ever will.” She shot her head up, looking deep into your eyes for any sign of lies but there was none.

“You- you still love me?” You shrugged shamelessly. You were guessing she had easily gotten over you or replaced you, but you didn’t know how much of an effect you had on her. She was almost more damaged than you were.

“Y/N, I...I love you so much. Not a day has gone by where I haven’t thought of you, where my heart hasn’t ached for you. If I could’ve, I would’ve stayed with you that morning, and I would’ve kept my promise of making you the happiest girl alive.”

“All I needed to be happy was you, all I ever wanted was you.” She nodded in understanding, taking in your pain. She already held enough, but she wanted more than anything to understand how you felt.

“I know, I know. But we can do this! I will do anything for you, my love, anything. Can we- can we try again?” You shook your head as you lowered it, wiping your cheeks until she took over for you.

“Please? I’ve been going insane with you, every day I wish I could go back and somehow change it but I know I can’t. So, please, let me make it up to you.” You took a moment before finally agreeing, receiving a warm and grateful smile from Maria.

“What about your job?”

“We can run away, they’ll never know where I am. I’m supposed to return with you…dead, but they don’t need to know if you aren’t.” She tried convincing, and even if you knew there was much planning to be put into something as dangerous and idiotic as this, you couldn’t help but nod along. She grasped your cheeks in her hands and pulled you in close, trying to force her lips on yours which you gladly accepted.

“God, I missed your lips.” She mumbled before crashing herself back onto you. It wasn’t slow and sensual, more fast and excited. You were both desperate to touch each other once again, it had been so long since you’d been touched. Even with Carol, you thought of Maria, no matter how many orgasms she got out of you.

And even though to any other it may have looked like any ordinary hookup, there was a sense of love and longing behind each second of it.

Her hands cupped your breasts as they slid across your nightgown. It may have been chilly, but the goosebumps on your skin weren’t from the cold.

While one hand stayed in place the other trailed down your body and found its way past your clothing barrier. Her fingers were walking up your thighs as you, without thought, opened your legs enough for her to fit.

“Should we move this inside?” She asked, the fear that someone would see you two overtaking her. Nobody was allowed to see your body but her, especially like this.

“No one will see us, Mar,” you whined out her name when her thumb brushed over your clit. She groaned.

“Mm, I want you to say my name like that again." She had you lift your hips so she could lift the little bit of clothing you had on. The cold air hit your bare skin and left you with a shiver going down your body. Her hot breath tickled your cunt and you couldn’t stop the pleas falling from your lips.

“Please. Please, Mar, I need you.” She groaned when you repeated the name like she asked. There was nothing she loved more than hearing your voice, and when you were moaning it? It was even better.

“Aren’t you a desperate little girl, huh?”

“Fuck, just touch me already! Just - do something!" She smirked to herself before wrapping her lips around your clit, sucking the swollen bud in her mouth. Your thighs clenched shut and she tried grasping them but your hold was too strong.

“C’mon, baby, spread your legs for me, I want a taste.” You tried doing as she said but instantly threw your head back when her fingers were able to tease your hole. It wasn’t long until one of her digits slipped inside of you, trying to stretch you out for another.

“You’re absolutely adorable, darlin'.’” She moaned out, the vibrations rushing through you and causing a tingling sensation.

“So wet already. Tell me, have you thought about this moment?” She already knew the answer, but she just wanted to hear you say it. Her ring finger slowly eased into you and joined the other, causing you to gasp and rush out your answer.

“Y-yes!”

“Mhm, and when that Carol girl fucked you, were you still thinking about me?” You would’ve asked her how she knew about Carol if you cared enough, but with the way she was touching you, you couldn’t give two shits. You guessed it was the fact that she had to hunt you down for a few months and get intel before going after you. You wished she would’ve intervened then, taking the blonde's spot and fucking you roughly with her strap. You wondered if she had been with another woman in the time she left, the thought brought a surge of jealousy to flow through your veins.

“Mhm, haven’t stopped thinking of you. Whenever she’d- whenever she’d touch me, I’d try my best not to moan your name.” Your clit was practically pulsing when she pulled away to speak.

“Only I get to ruin you like this, you hear me?" You nodded and felt her hands gripping your thighs. Her nails were digging into your skin and causing red lines to form.

“I’m gonna-“

“Cum for me.” She instantly felt your juices pouring into her awaiting mouth and soaking her fingers. She licked up every last drop, determined not to let any go to waste.

“You’re still as good as I remember.” You breathlessly spoke, giving her a sly grin that she returned. She suddenly stood up, towering over you and pulling you off of the chair. She conjoined her lips with yours and you could taste yourself on her mouth.

“I wanna feel you.” She mumbled, ripping off her shirt and undoing the belt around her hips. You bit your lip and lifted your nightgown over your head, leaving you completely bare. You were lucky you were on a higher level, or else anybody could’ve seen you stark naked and Maria halfway to your current state.

“You’re even more beautiful than I imagined.” You blushed at her words and helped her remove her bra, your heart skipping a beat when you saw her just as bare as you.

“Lay down, baby.” You did as told and sat on the cold marble of the balcony, watching as she joined you. She spread your legs gently and lifted one of her own over yours, the other resting underneath your neglected one.

You felt her dripping wet heat press against yours and shared a deep moan, holding onto her shoulders as she quickly kissed your hand for comfort.

“It’s okay, I’m right here.” She slowly started moving her hips in a rhythm, hearing your whines that only made her quicken. She was already close with her abuse of your cunt, so she knew she wouldn’t be lasting long. You were still recovering from your orgasm so you were just as close as her.

"I'm not sharing you with anybody. You're mine, and mine only, I'm going to make you remember that.” She said, gripping your jaw as you nodded along with her. She scoffed and removed her hand, moving it to your neck as she choked you. Her rings were still adorning her long fingers and you could feel the coldness of them pressing against your skin.

"My god, you're so gorgeous like this." She remarked, watching as her clit clashed against yours.

"Fuck, you feel amazing, baby." She gritted through clenched teeth as her head rolled back. Her eyes fluttered open and she was able to see the bright stars shining down on you two.

Suddenly, she heard a whispered please fall from your lips along with the interruption of your whines.

“I- I wanna hear you beg for it.” You were biting your lip hard to suppress your sounds, but that quickly got ruined by her thumb dragging your lower lip down.

“I want to hear you, now fucking beg for me.”

“I- please, please I’ll do anything just- fuck, I need to cum. I wanna make a mess of you, and I want to feel you cum with me. I don’t think I can hold back much longer, Mar.” She smiled in victory while her slit continued to rock against yours. She was going faster now, and you could barely keep up with her pace.

"Do I turn you on that much?"

"You don't even fucking know." She moved down to your ear and whispered approval and almost instantly she felt your juices coating her skin. Her hand only tightened around your neck as she rocked against your body, chasing her awaiting orgasm. You didn’t even have time to calm down as she was going at an unbelievably fast and rough pace.

"Who would ever think such a sweet girl like you could be such a slut?” Her head was still rested on your shoulder, her nostrils immediately being filled with the smell of your perfume. She was sucking on the skin harshly and you could tell there would be marks tomorrow, you just hoped she stayed long enough to be able to see them.

"F-fuck. I don't think I'll last long if you keep on doing that.” You whimpered out. Even if you were sore and overstimulated, you still needed more. You were desperate for more, you just needed her all over you.

"I don't think I've ever wanted someone more than I want you." She spoke, her mouth returning to your neck the second she finished. They then moved to your chest, leaving hickeys all over your breasts.

"Oh, sensitive there, aren't we?" She said when you tried removing her from your aching nipples. Truth be told, they were only sore because of your torture on them the night before, once again being brought over the edge with the thought of her. Now, you had her.

"Do you know how much I love to see you like this?"

“Maria, I- I’m not going to last long.” You warned, each word being labored with a thrust that had you stuttering.

“Me neither, baby. I’m gonna- fuck, I’m gonna cum. I- I want you to cum with me. I want to feel you cum with me, Y/N.” She choked out, her juices mixing with your own as she released all over you. The second she finished speaking she was done for. You just looked so perfect, so pretty.

“Yeah, that’s it. You get me so fucking wet, darlin'.’” Her mouth fell open as she went to wrap her arms around your waist, anything to feel you even closer. She lazily drew herself back and forth on top of you as she came down from her orgasm. It felt so good, she hasn’t cum that hard since the last night she was with you. It had been so long, too long.

“I don’t like people touching what’s mine, so I’m going to make sure you know you’re mine, Y/N. Only mine. Not Carol’s, not all the girls you’ve been seeing to try and get over me, just me.”

“Just yours.” She smiled before finally leaning up, apologizing when you gasped at the small contact your sensitive cunt got.

“You’re already so sensitive, I don’t know if I’m gonna be able to pull more out of you.” You shook your head quickly when she got up, grabbing her clothes and pulling them on. She stopped in her tracks when seeing your quick antics on making her stop.

“What’s that, love? I couldn’t hear you with all that pathetic whining you keep doing.” You stood up on shaky legs and, with just one look, she knew exactly what you wanted. You guided her back into the house where you sat on the bed, your knees at your chest as your arms held you up. You gave her your best puppy dog eyes and in a matter of seconds she was already on top of you, pushing you to lay down on the mattress.

“I’m gonna fuck you properly this time. And I’m not going to stop until all you can remember is my name.” You’d worry about your plans and getaway after, but right now you were too busy with her fingers buried deep inside of you.

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