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PART 3 of Not Mine To Love

Pair: Yelena x reader

Warnings: fluff, angst, implied smut 18+

A/n: This is the Yelena version! Hope you enjoy

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You were sitting across from Natasha. She reached over the table and held your hand. You smiled. “You listening?”

You huffed. “Oh, sorry, um, what are you saying?” You asked softly. She squeezed your hand, and you looked at her.

“I was just saying that my sisters coming to visit for a few weeks, she's arriving today.” She said, and you smiled.

“You have a sister?! Why did I not know this?” You pouted with sad eyes. She chuckled, shaking her head at me.

“I didn’t tell anyone… apart from Clint.”

You nodded. “Fine, I guess telling only one best friend… it’s fine… fine.” You muttered, looking down. She used her free hand to lift your chin up.

“Sorry baby.” She joked, and you smiled.

“You’re forgiven.”

She laughed at me, her eyes flickering up to the door and you knew who it was by the sudden dark look that crossed Natasha's face. You kept your eyes low, finding comfort from Natasha's strong grip. "Y/n?" Her soft voice called out, making your heart ache.

"Please leave me alone." You whispered meekly. You heard her sigh.

"Please, I just want to talk to you."

"She's made it pretty obvious she doesn't want to talk to you, Wanda, now leave her be." Natasha interjected. You stood up and turned around.

"Now let me be clear, because you really dont seem to be getting it. We are done, I am done with you, so please go be happy with the microwave and leave me the hell alone." You finally snapped. The hurt look in her eyes made you pause briefly. She seemed genuinely hurt by your outburst, making you feel guilty for saying anything at all. You hated how weak she made you, so before you could contradict yourself, you grabbed your phone off the table and stormed out.

Exiting the kitchen, you slammed straight into someone, their body and the speed at which you knocked into them caused you to lose your balance and begin falling, a small, surprised squeak leaving your lips. An arm wrapped around your waist, preventing you from falling. Your breath caught in your throat as your eyes slowly met the beautiful green eyes of your saviours. "I- I'm sorry." You breathed as she pulled you upright, and inevitably closer to her. Her blond hair was in a braid which fell freely over her shoulders, with small strands framing her face. She was gorgeous, from her captivating green eyes to her perfectly sharp jaw line. There was an air about her. She seemed so... so angelic in this moment. Her lips were pulled to the side, she was smirking at me. The action caused me to pay extra attention to her lips. They were as perfect as the rest of her face.

"It's okay, watch where you're going next time." She said teasingly. Oh god, her voice. Her Russian accent made your knees weak, and this made you very aware that her arm was still around your waist. You blushed, stepping backwards.

"R-right, yeah," you stammered slightly. She chuckled softly, almost too softly, making you wonder if you were the only person in the room who had heard it. You cast a glance back and saw one very pissed off witch. "I- um I have to go." You muttered softly, casting your eyes down.

"Without even telling me your name... after I just saved your life." She joked, and you laughed slightly.

"It's Y/n."

"Hi, Y/n," she paused, making you look up at her. She raised a brow when you did so. "I'm Yelena."

"Nice to- um meet you." You said with a nod of your head, she smirked.

"также красивый." (likewise beautiful) She said lowly, you had no idea what she had said, but damn, was it hot. You smiled before stepping around her. You waited a few seconds before looking back. She was watching you. Catching your gaze, she winked at you, making your stomach flutter.

Who was she?!

****

You stretched out your limbs, your nap had made you feel a hundred times better. Yawning you made your way into the spare bathroom, feeling the need to shower. Your bathroom was currently under construction since Sam and Bucky decided to go all WWE on each other after watching a movie with you. You grabbed your towel and made your way over there. Flicking on the light you looked in the mirror. Your eyes were tired and a little red but other than that you’d say you look pretty good. Turning on the shower you waited a few minutes before stepping in.

You were washing your hair when you heard sniggering. You furrowed your brows as the door opened. “Hahah see you later y/n.” Sam called out. You quickly popped your head out of the shower to see him running away with your towel.

“SAM! GET YOUR ASS BACK HERE WITH MY TOWEL!” You screamed. He only laughed in response. You shut of the shower water dripping down your body. You heard someone walk outside the door. You rushed over concealing yourself with the door. You peered out and almost groaned. It was that girl from earlier. The hot one.

“Um psst! Hey Yelena.” You called out and her head snapped in your direction. Her eyes widened slightly.

“Hey.” She finally said smiling.

“I-I need your help. Sam. He stole my towel and um I need to get back to my room. Would you- I mean do you mind if I borrowed your jacket. I- um I’ll give it back I promise.” You rushed out stammering slightly. She stared at silently before chuckling.

She reached up and pulled the zip down on her jacket. She took it off but she didn’t give it you. You watched as her hands gripped her shirt. It was very long on her. She slipped her head out revealing the sports bra underneath. Your cheeks heated up as her toned stomach was on full display. She walked over and handed you both items of clothing. You smiled thankfully and nodded before closing the door and putting on the clothes. The shirt stopped in the middle of your thighs and you were thankful. You threw on the jacket and smiled. Opening the door.

“This jacket has a lot of pockets.” You grinned. Yelena looked up at you. Her eyes lingered on your exposed legs before she registered what you said. Her face lit up.

“It’s so cool right! You could fit so much stuff in there you wouldn’t even know.” She smiled and you giggled.

“Fascinating.”

She stared at you before looking away. “Where’s your room?” She asked and you swallowed slightly.

“Um right past the kitchen and to the left.”

“Mind if I accompany you?” She asked and you shrugged.

“Not at all.” You said with a bright smile. She nodded. The two of you began walking, you stopped as you almost bumped into Wanda and Vision. You frowned. Wanda’s eyes dropped from your face to your body specifically your bare legs.

“What are you wearing?” She asked almost angry.

“Um-”

“My clothes.” Yelena cut in seeming to notice the tension between the two women.

“Your clothes. Um… why?”

Yelena looked at you and raised a brow.

“Well she just got out the shower. She didn’t have any clothes in my room so she borrowed mine.” She muttered slipping her hand onto the small of your back.

“Why were you in her shower. Don’t you have your own?” Wanda muttered with a slight sneer.

“Mines broken.” Is all you said before turning to Yelena.

“We should get going.” She mumbled not taking her eyes off you. You blushed slightly as she pulled you into her side. You walked past Wanda and she quickly reached out and grabbed your wrist. You turned quickly and shoved her hand off you.

“Don’t touch me. You lost that right.” You snapped. Her eyes widened and flickered to Vision. He frowned seeming confused by your remark.

“I- I just wanted to ask if you were coming to the wedding.”

You scoffed. “No.”

And with that you quickly grabbed Yelena’s hand and rushed away. Your heart was beating wildly in your chest and you couldn’t help the anger burning inside you.

“How dare she. I- I mean the audacity of that woman!” You yelled throwing your hands up in the air. “I mean what the hell was she thinking. Like I- I- ‘are you coming to the wedding’ what no fuck that.” You ranted. Yelena watched you silently smirking to herself.

“Past flame?” She asked.

You looked at her and shrugged. “We used to hook up. She didn’t seem to care about her fiancée when we were screwing.” You confessed. Her eyes widened before she smirked.

“Ooo miss homewrecker… intriguing.” She teased and you rolled your eyes.

“Shush.”

“Did you roll your eyes and shush me?” She asked raising a perfectly sculpted brow. You tried to ignore the flutter in your stomach.

“Maybe. Is that a problem?”

She grins stepping closer. She hooked her finger into the loop of her jacket and pulled it down. Slowly may I add. Whilst looking you in the eyes. You swallowed your throat getting tighter. “You can keep the shirt, but I’d very much like my jacket back.” She mused continuing to unzip the jacket. You nodded the corner of your mouth twitching up.

“I have a proposition for you.” She states as the jacket fell from my arms and she held it over her arms.

“Okay?” You say wearily.

“You want to prove to that girl that you don’t want her anymore?”

You sigh. “More than anything.”

“Date me.” She breathes stepping closer. My eyes widened.

“W-we um we just met. I know nothing about you apart from your name and that you have very… very beautiful green eyes and a really cool jacket.” You whisper getting distracted by her eyes for a moment. She smirks at you and the simplicity of the action made your stomach tighten with nerves.

“Y/n, that is the whole point of dating… to get to know the other person. Besides it will only be fake.”

You can’t lie you were feeling a little disappointment at her statement. But you nod before you even realised you were doing it. “Sure. Why the hell not.”

She smiled. “So, I can safely assume you’ll be a accompanying me to Mr Stark’s party?” She said with a slight hesitation.

“Definitely.”

We both smiled and she nodded. “See you at seven fake girlfriend.” She grinned.

“See you at seven fake girlfriend.” You laughed.

And with that Yelena left casting you an unreadable look before she closed the door behind her.

***

The dress felt very revealing it’s low cut shows off your cleavage in a way that didn’t seem like you were trying to show it off. Which you weren’t. Natasha. Your dear best friend brought you this gift as soon as she heard from her sister of your plan. It was safe to say she was very much on board.

You slipped on the heels and smiled at your reflection. Though the dress screamed risky you can’t deny how good you looked. Your tanned skin contrasted against the whiteness of the dress. The dress hugged you in all the right places. It’s cotton stretched over your butt and stopped mid thigh showcasing your toned legs. You smiled. Taking out your phone you snapped a few mirror selfies for instagram before leaving. Yelena said she’d meet you at the party which you were grateful for as it meant you wouldn’t have to feel rushed.

You exited the room. And stilled when you heard someone call your name. “Miss Y/L/N.” You turned to see Vision.

“Have you seen my wife?”

“Wife?”

“Oh my apologies. I mean my fiancée, soon to be wife.”

The way he described her made her seem like she was his possession. And that didn’t sit right with you. Not when she’d whisper to you how much she wished she was yours and you were hers.

You shrugged. “Nope.” And you walked on leaving him behind you.

“Your affections for my wife have not gone un-noticed,” he called out and you paused shooting him a look from over your shoulder. “She doesn’t return them.” He said as a matter of fact. You have him a knowing smile before pushing the door open.

The music was so loud you could feel it in your chest. You smiled at the carelessness that enveloped you as you took a sip of your first drink. You wanted to let go. You wanted to he free from these feelings, you wanted to have this one night to be you.

Your eyes met those intriguing yet beautiful green eyes and a smile curled up your lips. She walked over. “Y/n… damn you’re stunning.” She grinned. Her eyes shamelessly trialed down your body slowly her eyes lingering on your cleavage, and then your legs. You raised a brow ignoring the excitement bubbling in your chest.

You walk up to her as you felt a certain pair of eyes on you. You pressed yourself against Yelena she seemed surprised as your hands wrapped around her neck and your body was flush against hers. “She’s watching.” And with that Yelena snapped into her role. She placed one had on the small of your back. And the other fell to your butt. She smirked looking down at you.

“You look ravishing in that dress.” She whispered in your ear. The actions sent chills through your body which she definitely noticed.

“Thank you. You in that suit is really working for me.” You smirked her eyes sparkled as the words left your lips. She trailed the hand up from your back and she trailed a finger up your arm her touch leaving a blazing fire on your skin. She then trailed her hand up your neck you didn’t take your eyes off hers and you couldn’t help the grin on your face.

“Is it bad I want this to be real?” She asked and for a second whilst this was happening you forgot why it was happening.

“Want me to be honest?”

She nodded.

“I forgot it wasn’t real for a moment.” You admitted and she grinned. You felt hands clap onto your shoulders and you turn to look up. You see Steve and grin.

“Hey Capsicle.”

He rolls his eyes at you before offering his hand to Yelena. “Im Steve.” She nodded shaking his hand. Not giving him the warm smile she gave you when she introduced herself to you.

“Yelena. Natasha’s sister.” She said and his eyes widened a fraction.

“You up for some party games. Even if you’re not your presence has been requested.” He grinned and you nodded. Slipping your hand into Yelena’s you pulled her with you.

You sat across from Wanda. You felt her eyes on your body and she wasn’t the only one looking. “Well damn Y/n you look tasteful in that dress.” Bucky smirked handing you a drink. You smirked.

“Yelena sure seems to think so.” You winked. She chucked wiping the side of her mouth. Nat scowled pretending to gag.

“Disgusting.” She frowned and the lot of you excluding Wanda who was shooting daggers at Yelena laughed.

“Let’s play a friendly game of never have I ever.” Tony called out and everyone voiced their approval.

“Okay okay. Never have I everrrr…” Nat drew out. “Had sex in a car.” She said and you took a sip as did Tony, Sam, Bucky and Nat. You smirked.

“Never have I ever been in love with someone you can’t have.” Sam said his grin widening as you took a sip of your drink. So did Steve.

“Never have I ever slept with Y/n.” Tony smirked. Natasha took a sip of her drink as did Wanda, Bucky and Steve.

“Oh wow nearly the whole team.” Wanda comments. Your eyes snapped over to hers and you raised a brow.

“Jealous you’re not the only one who’s sampled the goods. My apologies Miss Maximoff.” You say sarcastically. She scoffs.

“Let’s change the game. We have to do a never have I ever and if we haven’t done it. We have to do it.” Sam called out as Carol sat down. You smiled at her grabbing her hand and kissing it as a friendly gesture. She smirks blowing you a kiss.

“Sam since it was your idea you go first.” You say. He gave you a chilling look of pure mischief.

“Never have I ever kissed y/n.” He said and you froze. The team laughed. Sam drunkenly crawled over to you and his hand cupped your face before he placed a sloppy kiss on your lips. You kissed him back before laughing. Tony smirked at you.

“I’m a married man so,” he said leaning forward he kissed your cheek. “There you go.” You laughed.

Carol looked at me raising a brow she placed her hand on your thigh her other hand cupping your cheek. She leant forward and pressed her lips to yours. Her lips were surprisingly soft and you felt yourself enjoying the kiss a little too much. She pulled back and you wiggled your brows at her.

“Yelena your turn.” Natasha called out and you sucked in a breath as she turned your body towards her. She smirked. Her hand slid up to your face. She pulled you into her, her lips pressed against yours, your stomach flipped as you pressed your face closer to hers. Your hand slipped you into her hair, gripping it slightly. She her tongue swiped against your lip and you parted your lips so her tongue could swirl against your own. This kiss was sexy. Her hands stayed respectfully on your waist but you could tell she wanted to move them as they twitched quite a few times.

When air was needed she pulled back. You forgot momentarily that you were in a game and that there were others around you. You blushed when you realised.

“Hot.” Was all Steve said. Wanda was glaring at you but for once you didn’t notice her stare as you were too busy staring at Yelena, who was also looking at you.

“You’re a great kisser. We should do that again.” Yelena whispered.

“Right now?” You teased. She pulled you into her lap and you lay back against her.

“Never have I ever-”

You stopped listening as you stood up. You offered your hand to Yelena she took it and you stood up. “Dance with me?” You asked and she grinned.

“Of course. How rude would it be if I refused a dance from my girlfriend.”

“Girlfriend?” A voice called up and you smiled.

“Yup. My girlfriend.” You say as she lead you away.

***

You spent the night dancing and occasionally making out with Yelena. It was all in good fun especially since it really pissed off Wanda.

***

It’s been a week and you were happier than ever. Your arrangement with Yelena was working out well. She was amazing truly.

You were laying on the roof staring at the sky. You exhaled loudly catching the attention of the blond next to you. “It means a lot, showing me your special hideaway.” She smiles the wind whipping her hair.

“You are the only person I’ve brought up here.” You admit smiling as her grin widens.

“Listen y/n.”

You nod feeling a little anxious. She grabs your hand and holds it tightly. “I want to keep helping you. But I can’t do this anymore.” She whispered. Your eyes fell to the floor.

“I- did I do something?”

She lifts my chin so I was looking in her beautiful eyes. “It’s not you- well it is you, but what I mean is I… I don’t want it to be fake Y/n. I don’t want to fake date you anymore. I want it to be real.” She confessed making you smile.

“Oh thank god.”

“Huh?”

“Yes. Well I mean yes I agree. I don’t want it to be fake. So let’s change that.” You say excitedly. She grins and without a second word she crashes he lips to yours making you feel so much lighter.

It was finally working out.

Maybe love isn’t so bad after all

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mrs-avenger3000 · 3 years

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Arguments lead to what now?

Pair: Natasha x female reader

Angst and sorta smutt,

18+

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You stormed into the meeting room, your anger reaching new levels. You slammed open the door; it crashing against the wall. “What the actual fuck Romanoff?!” you sneered, slamming the file down onto the table.

She looked up at you, her eyes narrowing at your tone. “What?!” She muttered.

“You completely undermined my decision and then you had the audacity to write me up! What the fuck?! If I recall correctly, I saved your ass in there and you- I can’t even- you’re unbelievable.” You snapped your breath, getting heavy with anger.

She raised a brow, a dark glint in her eyes. “You made a mistake. I put it in the report did you not want me to document you failures?”

You scoffed. “My failures? MY failures! Are you serious?! You’d be bleeding out your face if I hadn’t pushed you out of the way which by the way I’m seriously regretting doing right now.” She stood up, placing her hands on the table, leaning forward so her face was right opposite yours. Your heart stuttered at the proximity, but your anger trumped your hormones.

“Are you saying you want me dead? What would dear ole dad think?”

You took a sharp breath. “I can’t- you know what you wanna write me up and make me look like a bad fucking agent then fine! You do that! But don’t you ever mention my father's name when you know exactly how I feel.” You spat you could see a flicker of regret in her eyes, but she steeled it over.

“Whatever, just get out of here you’re interrupting my meeting.”

You then looked around and realised there were in fact other people in the room. You sighed. Looking at the other people. “Sorry about the intrusion.” You mumbled. Natasha smirked.

“Good girl.” She mused. The flutter of your stomach caused your brain to catch up with your hormones. You glared at Nat before sticking your middle finger up at her, slamming the door behind you.

Taking a deep breath, you made your way towards the kitchen. You were getting pissed if with Natasha’s blatant disrespect towards you both personally and professionally. She constantly undermines you in missions, she is rude, arrogant, pig-headed and my god is she cocky. Everything that comes out of her mouth concerning you is either wrong, exaggerated or just an insult and you were over it and what you were even more over the small flutter in your chest you get when she looks heatedly at you.

It’s been a while, and you were horny. You haven't got any since you and your boyfriend Jacob broke up seven months ago. Things were amicable between the two of you, he had his heart set on another girl and you… well you were falling for him but you did just want him to be happy and if he wasn’t happy with you as you were with him so you knew you had to let him go. You were still friends, and you’d talk to him about most of your problems. Including the one and only dickish Natasha Romanoff.

You pushed open the kitchen door and smiled when you saw Steve Rogers. “Hey kiddo, how’d the mission go?” He asked as he sipped on his coffee. You scowled. You and Steve had been friends back in the war times, you had grown up with him and was by his side for everything including his transformation into a super solider. It wasn’t ideal for the two of you to continue to be friends after he ran off into war, mostly because you couldn’t follow. You had a hard time without him for a while but he’d come back once in a while to drink with his friends and of course Bucky.

And then he went into the ice and your life was a living hell. You had struggled upon hearing the news of Steve’s “death” so you reached out to the woman he loved. Peggy Cater. She felt sorry for you and took you under her wing. A young 17 year old who had lost the closest thing she had to her brother as well as Bucky. She trained you, she helped you grow and she even got you into S.H.E.I.L.D which ultimately saved your life.

And then HYDRA happened and you were taken and abused. You heard that Peggy took it the hardest, Howard after her. It was a tough time for everyone. Realising you had yet to answer you looked up at Steve.

“Terrible.”

He seemed to grow concerned at your answer. “What? What happened? Are you okay?” He asked, his voice not conveying pure seriousness. Your lips twitched up into a smile.

"Nothing serious... just Natasha hates me and she's making the missions a living hell! Like today she nearly got hurt and if I hadn't had been there, then she'd be a lot more bloody. Believe you me! And to make things better SHE wrote me up for insubordination! Because why? I don't fucking know!" You ranted. Steve sighed.

"Language!" He chastised firmly before his face softened. "Sweetheart, Natasha's this hard on everyone. Especially the younger recruits."

You gave him a flat look. "Steve, I'm only like three years younger than her. And if we're being technical, I'm older than her, when I was frozen back in our time I was a fully grown adult. I’m 20 not 5. I've been here for months and she's pushing me harder than anyone else and she's rude, arrogant and downright disrespectful. Do you know how infuriating she is? I can't even-"

"Y/n? Breathe." He cut in, an amused smirk on his face.

"Ugh whatever."

As if on cue Natasha Romanoff waltzed into the kitchen, with Carol, Peter and Tony. You sighed with an eye roll before walking over to the fridge opening it as you were sorting through the stuff in there looking for your food you felt a hand on the small of your back. You turned and grinned.

“Well hello there Miss Danvers.” You smirked.

“Hey there darling.” She mused placing a hand on your hip. “You look great in these shorts.” She smirked a teasing glint in her eyes.

You gasped mockingly. “Carol Danvers are you flirting with me?” You smiled.

She lent down to your ear her lips brushing against your earlobe causing a shiver to run down your spine you bit your lip. Your eyes accidentally connecting with Natasha. Her glare was dark and hateful. You felt a small slither of embarrassment but that’s was soon destroyed as soon as Carol muttered her next sentence.

“I’m debating on throwing you over my shoulder and carrying you to my room and having my wicked way with you so… I don’t know am flirting?” She teased. You bit your lip.

“Why don’t you then?”

She raised a brow at you slightly surprised by your answer. “Oh?”

“Meet you in my room in 10?” You said seriously she smirked.

“You better be there.”

You laughed at her nodding. Turning back round you grabbed your food before sitting at the island next to your dad. You watched Carol leave with a smirk. Natasha stood up. Her eyes cutting into you. You smirked popping a strawberry into your mouth.

You had waited ten minutes before heading to your room. You couldn’t help but feel excited about what was about to happen. Stepping into your room you smirked when you saw Carol sitting on your bed. You said nothing as you approached her. She placed her hands on your hips before turning you and pressing you against the wall. An excited gasp left your lips as she pressed herself against you. “You sure about this?”

You wrap your arms around her neck and pulled her lips to yours. She kissed you roughly, letting you know who was in charge. Your lips moved roughly against hers, your body filling up with desire. Pulling back softly your eyes connected with hers. “Does that answer your question?”

She giggled nodding. Her fingers dipped under your shirt. Her fingers softly caressing your skin, almost as if she was savouring the moment. Her lips softly kissed your neck finding that sweet spot that made your body shiver. She was being delicate as if she was afraid to be to rough with you. You smiled backing her against the bed. She gasped as you pushed her onto the bed straddling her. Her hands slid down your back before squeezing your butt. She began unbuttoning your pants when your door was thrown open. You squealed pulling yourself off Carol covering yourself. Natasha stood at the door, with her hands on her hips.

“This is what you do instead of training. No wonder your crapping out in missions.” She muttered. You scowled walking over to your dresser. You threw off your shirt and threw on an exercise one. You turned and threw on some shorts.

You walked over to Natasha. “You wanna train? Fine. Let’s train,” stopping to turn to Carol. “I’ll be back later.”

She nodded offering you a soft smile. You looked at Natasha offering her a glare before shoving past her.

You made it to the training room Natasha was there before you since you stopped at the kitchen to grab a water bottle. You’d have gotten one for Natasha but you kind of hate her.

Stepping into the gym you threw your bottle down before walking up to the mat. Natasha looked at you with a hateful sneer. “Carol? Really? I’d have thought if you we’re gonna fuck one of us it’d be Wanda.” She muttered throwing a hit. You quickly dodged out the way before responding.

“Who I fuck is none of your business.”

“It is if you do it on my time. I get paid for training you and the others. And you skip nearly all our sessions.” She muttered rushing at you. She slammed you onto the mat your body folding roughly with the floor but you pushed that out of your mind when you felt Natasha press herself against you. It was clearly an accident but the feeling that it awakened made you want to press your thighs together.

“I…. It’s because you’re insufferable.” You muttered hooking your leg around hers switching your positions and slamming her down on the mat. She groaned softly and the sound went straight to your core. You were looking in her eyes and she could probably see the want in your gaze.

“Is that so?” She asked. You moved her wrists above her head holding them there so she couldn’t escape. Your fingers wrapped around her wrists and you held them down you were straddling her and this seemed to be a very intimate position you were suddenly very aware of the space or lack there off between you. She looked so vulnerable right now and to be honest it was kind of hot. Her gaze dropped slightly and you were questioning if she was looking at your lips.

You soon had your answer as she ripped her hands from your grasp and pulled your lips to hers. The kiss was rough and you barely had time to respond as she slipped her tongue in. You groaned softly as she did so. Your stomach was bursting with butterflies, their effects causing nervousness to shoot through you soon melting into a wave of desire as she bit your bottom lip sucking it in between her teeth.

Her hands moved from your face to your hair as she pushed your head closer. Her lips tasted exactly the way you thought they would the only difference is how perfectly soft they were even when the kiss itself was rough. She pulled back to leave harsh kisses down your neck her teeth scraping the skin as she pulled it between her teeth sucking on it. You moaned softly as she did so. Your hands had slid down her back scratching slightly as you did so.

Time passed and you knew that after this day yours and Natasha’s relationship would never be the same again. Not now that she had known you, deeply. Intimately. There would be no coming back from this. Her lips were now more familiar with you than her hands ever were as she showed you every tongue trick she had. All that pent up aggression and anger you towards her now seemed sexually charged as she too worked out all of her issues in this steamy training session.

She knew things about your body that you didn’t even know. Every small sweet spot you didn’t know existed she found and exploited to the max, so much so by the end of it you were screaming her name so very glad that the rooms were soundproof. She made you squirm and shiver but also shake with absolute pleasure.

And here you were think she hated you…

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