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Inked Desires
Pairing: g!p Natasha x fem! Reader
Tags Minors DNI: smut, Natasha has a dick, also covered in tattoos w/ piercings, buff out of this world, she's hot okay, cunnilingus, handjobish, unprotected sex, breeding yup, alcohol at the beginning
A/N: I'm cheating and putting these two requests together, oops! This is my first time writing something like this, so please be gentle. Also, would really love some feedback on this so I know for the future to either write more like this or just tell me to stop now. Thanks so much for reading and thanks for the requests!! 🩵
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"Here, take this!" Your friend says over the loud music, handing you another cup half filled with a mixture of liquor.
You don't question her and take the cup from her, drinking it down in only two gulps. Kate laughs and cheers as you do, doing the same with the cup she held.
By now, you were a few drinks in, and the house Kate had dragged you to was full of people. This definitely wasn't your type of scene, but as you danced among the bodies in the lowlit living room, you couldn't help but feel grateful she had.
As your hips move against your friend, she leans over to your ear. "She's staring at you again," Kate laughs, and your eyes move to the corner of the room.
There was the stranger of the night, a tall woman who stood out, whose green eyes had been watching your every move since you walked in the door. Her muscular arms were covered with art of all kinds, disappearing up into the sleeves of her shirt. She brought her red cup to her lips again, her face mostly hidden from the light.
Instead of replying, you only continue to dance, this time keeping eye contact with your stranger. The woman watches as your hips sway, your hands traveling your own body as you move to the music. It doesn't take long after that before she's finally striding across the room, standing a head taller than most of the crowd.
When she reaches you, you can finally see the rest of her gorgeous face. Above her sprightly green eyes, you noticed a piercing on her eyebrow, a few on her nose, and one on the bottom lip of the smirk she gave you. As she stands in front of you, you literally have to look up at her, and you realize she was much more toned up close.
"I'm just gonna grab another drink!" Kate raises her voice above the music for the two of you to hear.
"I'll catch up with you later!" You shout back to which she only laughs and shoots you a "Yeah, right," before walking off.
You turn your attention back to the stranger.
"I haven't seen you here before. What's your name?" She asks. Her eyes shamelessly roam the soft features of your face and the curves of your body.
"Y/N... this is my first time here. What's yours?" You ask with a blush on your cheeks. She tucks back her red hair behind one of her ears, revealing to you even more piercings.
You don't know if it's the alcohol or the feeling the stranger ignited in your chest, but you feel compelled to step forward and rest your hand on her muscular bicep. Your finger traces the tattoos that littered the skin there.
"Natasha," she says with a smile. "Wanna go upstairs?" A cock of her eyebrow with the piercing sticking out is enough to get you wet.
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As soon as the door closes, the two of you are on each other, kissing feverishly. Her hands are under your shirt, touching your skin as she lifts you against the door. Your legs wrap around her hips, and you smile against her lips at how easily she lifted you. She was strong. You could feel her muscles under her tight shirt, squeezing you impossibly close.
But when her tongue slips past your lips, you gasp and pull away, a string of saliva pulling between your mouths.
"What's wrong? Do you need to stop?" She asks with a concerned expression. You look at her with wide eyes.
"No - no, I'm fine, it's just. Is your tongue...?" You didn't know how to ask. She chuckles and ducks her head before looking back at you. Natasha lets her tongue slide across her top lip, and it's then your suspicions are confirmed.
"Split, and yes... it will feel better," Natasha says in a cocky tone, her lips attaching to your neck as she carries you to the bed. You feel your back hit the soft mattress, and she lets go of you to remove your shirt.
"I want to see them all," you breathe out and run your finger over the skin on her arm. She smiles and pulls back, taking off her shirt to reveal she was completely covered. "They're beautiful..." You let your eyes take in the sight of the art, your hands tracing the dark lines and over the grooves of her abs. Natasha is a God.
As she continues to undress you, she kisses as much skin as she can, her lips soft and wet with every touch. When she gets to your breasts, you feel her tongue spread, taking your nipple between the two halves and sucking it.
"Oh- oh fuck," you moan out, suprised at the unfamiliar feeling and how good it felt. Natasha hums and lays you back, kissing down your stomach. When she spreads your legs she looks at you with hungry eyes, seeing how wet you already were.
"All this for me, baby?" She asks, letting a finger move up and down your wet folds. Your body shivers with anticipation. The way she looked at you, the way she looked, you were willing to let this stranger do absolutely anything to you.
"All for you.." You husk back, watching her split tongue wet her lips again.
Natasha kneels down at the edge of the bed and puts your legs over her shoulders, her hands grip your thighs tightly.
"How fucking lucky am I then?" She smirks up at you before placing soft, teasing kisses on your thighs.
You feel her mouth attach to your clit, and the heat in your stomach burns hotter. She licks up your slit, groaning as she tastes you.
"Fuck you taste so good," Natasha moans and let's her tongue lick up to your clit. She let's the two halves spread and rub against you. The new feeling makes you arch your back, your head thrown against the comforter.
"G-God Nat, that feels so good!" You moan and try to squeeze your thighs, but her grip kept your legs spread as she continued to eat you out. The sounds of her mouth against your wet pussy were the most sinful sounds you had ever heard, and the moans leaving your mouth were sounds nobody had ever elicited from you before.
She groans against you, the vibrations causing even more pleasure. "That's it baby," she says in between licks, "Want you to cum all over my face." Natashas tongue moves in two different ways, the coil in your lower stomach twisting up.
Your hands grip the comforter as she moves quicker, and the coil begins to unravel as you come undone
"Fuck, fuck, fuck," your back arches again and your legs tremble around her head as you let out a pornographic moan. Natasha hums agaisnt you as you come, her hands not flinching to hold your thighs apart.
She licks every drop, her tongue swirling around your sensative clit one more time before she lets go and stands up. "Come here," Natasha commands, and with a dizzy mind you sit up, trying to catch your breath. She bends down to take your jaw, kissing you rough and sloppily. You forces you to taste yourself, and her tongue pushes in your mouth, wrapping around your own tongue.
You can smell your own arousal on her face, feeling it wet your nose and lips. You blush, almost embarrassed with how wet this stranger made you.
"Now lets see how well you can ride my cock," Natasha chuckles and pulls back to remove her remaining clothes. Your eyes are settled on her breasts, unable to remove them from the piercings on her nipples. When you can pull yourself away from the sight of the silver metal against pink, you look down to see her remove her underwear. She was hard, painfully hard just from eating you out.
She tosses the boxers in the corner where other random clothes lay, and you gave her a curious look. "It's my room, don't worry. Didn't even know you were in my house, did you, love?" Natasha strides back to the bed and sits with her back against the headboard, pulling you closer to her.
"No, I didn't. I'm sorry... my friend kind of dragged me out tonight," you say with red cheeks, and she kisses you desperately.
"Thank God she did," Nat mumbles against your lips. She lets out a groan as your hand reaches between the two of you to lightly grip her cock, and you could feel how she was already throbbing for you. You begin to move your hand up and down slowly as the kiss turns sloppy, her tongue sliding yours between hers. Natasha revels in the feeling of her in your soft hand, your delicate fingers moving along the veins of erection.
"Shit - that feels so good," she moans into the kiss as your hand movements speed up. Your thumb swipes across the tip, precum dripping out already. You smile at the low moan that leaves her lips and continue to jerk her as you kiss. "I need you, please. Fuck I need to be inside you," she begs, and the sound of her begging was something you wanted to hear again. You take her lower lip between your teeth, sucking on the piercing before letting go with a 'pop'.
"I wanna ride you so bad, Nat.. I'm so wet for you," you whisper and let your kisses trail down to her sharp jaw. You feel her cock twitch in your hand as you speak and she grabs your wrist to stop your hand movements, panting as she does.
Natasha turns you around quickly, groaning at the sight of your ass as you straddle her lap and let her hands guide you onto her thick cock. You slide down slowly, letting out a moan when you feel her filling you up.
"Just relax baby, you're so fucking tight," she mumbles as she watches herself slowly disappear inside of you. She let's out a low moan as she feels your hot cunt swallow her, the back of head hitting the headboard when she feels your walls squeezing her. The feeling alone was enough for her mind to sever ties with reality, the only thought was you.
The sensation has that coil tightening inside of you again. You rest your hands on her toned thighs for support, relishing in the way her muscles flexed underneath your fingertips.
Natashas' hands continue to guide you, and after you had adjusted to her large size, you begin to grind yourself down on her lap.
"Just like that baby, fuck... feel so fucking good wrapped around my cock. You were just made to take me," she groans, her words only driving you to move your hips faster.
Her large hands move to your sides and up your body, groping your skin as she starts to move her hips up to meet yours. The two of you find a rythem together, and soon you find yourself willingly bouncing on her cock. Her hands moved to gather your hair, wrapping it into a fist in her right hand. She tugs on it and pulls your head back, a loud moan leaves your lips at the feeling.
"You like it when I'm rough with you, don't you?" She smirks, tugging your hair again.
"Yes - god, yes, Nat!" You whine as her lips find your neck. She bites down hard on your pulse point, surely leaving a mark, and leaves hot open-mouthed kisses along your skin.
"I know you do, you little slut. Fucking dripping on my cock. You feel how easy I slide in and out of you?" She says and with her left hand she grabs your jaw. "Answer me."
"I'm so wet, you make me so wet," you whine again, feeling her fingers move between your teeth. You suck hard as you look in her eyes, your tongue swirling around spit dripping down your chin. When you bite down, it surprises her, but she only chuckles darkly.
In a second, Natasha had let go of your hair and pushed you down face first onto the mattress. You gasp at the sudden emptiness, but soon after, she's lifting your hips and sliding into you again. Both of you moan at the feeling of how deep she goes.
"Christ, it doesn't matter how long I fuck you. You're just - so - fucking tight," she grunts in between words, her cock drilling you into oblivion. With every thrust you can hear the bedframe hitting the wall, and you can't help the pitiful noises that leave your mouth.
"Fuck I'm gonna cum," You rasp out. A sharp slap on your ass makes you whimper as you feel it begin to sting.
"No, shit, hold it in," Natasha warns. You feel the pressure of her body move on top of you. The piercings on her breasts rub against your back with each powerful thrust, and her arm moves underneath your neck to hold you tightly.
Natasha grunts in your ear as she pounds into you, letting out a moan when she feels your slick cunt tighten around her length. "I'm almost there, baby. Are you gonna be a good girl and come all over my cock?"
You nod the best you can in her tight grip, only able to get out a "Yes," in between gasps.
"You feel so good, Y/N. You want me to cum inside you? Fuck- I wanna fill up your tight little pussy so bad..." She groans against you and her words send you over the edge.
"Oh god, Nat! Please fill me up, please," you beg her, and just the thought of it is enough to let go. Your orgasm ripples through your body, sending shockwaves of pleasure to your core.
Natasha moans loudly as she feels you coating her cock with your cum, and she can no longer hold back. "Fuck- Y/N!" She groans and you whine as you feel her hot load spurting inside of you, her cock twitching as she slows her movements. "Take every.. last.. drop.." She pants as she thrusts a few more times.
The two of you stay like that for a while, her cock inside you as she stills above you. Your head rests against her arm as you attempt to catch your breath. When she removes herself slowly, and you wince at the soreness and empty feeling. Natasha lays next to you and you turn on your side to face her.
"Hi," she chuckles at the exhausted features on your face.
"You just fucked the life out of me and you're going to say... 'hi' ?" You laugh, suprised to see a blush on the strong womans cheeks as she laughs along with you. Your hand reaches out, resting on her stomach and tracing the lines of her tattoos again.
After the two of you clean yourselves up, you begin to dress yourself, feeling her eyes on you as you pull your shirt over your head.
"You don't have to go, you know. I'm not like that," she says gently, and you look up to see her pulling on a pair of jeans. You smile at her kind demeanor and walk over to her.
"I have to take my friend home," you say and lean up on your toes to kiss her cheek. She has to bend down for you to reach her lips, but she doesn't complain.
"Well, maybe I can take you out sometime," Natasha smirks and rests her hands on your waist. You nod as you look up to her.
"I would love that.." You reply honestly, wanting nothing more than to get to know her and count the endless tattoos that cover her body.
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imagine humping natasha’s big cock. she’s leaned on the propped pillows on your bed with a smirk and watches you pathetically rock your hips on her clothed bulge. black boxers coated on your mixed juices, her fat big tip pocking, begging and seeking sone friction. you wine a lot wanting your daddy to grip at your hips to go faster, but natasha would only tsk.
you woke me up wanting my cock, little one, it’s all yours but daddy will not help you. use your strength on rocking your hips instead on whining.
fuck baby girl, look what you’re making at daddy’s cock. do you see baby, mh? a perfect cock slut that’s what you are.
what is it baby? can’t cum without daddy’s help mh? so pathetic. daddy always has to do all of the work because my dumb little baby can’t hump this big cock.
natasha, in the end, growl getting rid of her drenched boxers and proceeds to fuck you roughly; slapping your ass till it colours red and your pussy stuffed with her cum.
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Sundresses and breeding kinks
A/n: was too lazy to make a collage for this I’m sorry 😭
Pairings: Natasha Romanoff x Fem!Reader
Warnings: g!p Natasha, top!natasha, sub!reader, daddy kink, housewife kink, breeding kink, extremely rough sex, crying, degradation (sort of?)
Summary: Natasha breeds you. That’s it. That’s the summary.
It was a typical Saturday afternoon at the Romanoff household. You were cleaning the bathroom counters having been neglecting the task the whole week. It’s not your fault! Seems like your wife wants to be balls deep inside you every second!
But of course, the task was interrupted by a certain redhead. “Your ass looks so good from here baby.” She commented, her eyes shamelessly ogling you.
You rolled your eyes ever so slightly and turned around. “Nat, please let me continue cleaning. I haven’t been able to get things done all week!”
The assassin just chuckled lightly as she walked towards you, caressing your face. “Such a good little housewife huh?”
Your knees buckled. She knew how much you got turned on from being called her housewife. “I- um-“ and you were already stuttering. Great.
Natasha walked closer to you, backing your up against the counter, her bulge touching your crotch. “Is it such a crime I want to fuck my wife all the time? I just can’t get enough of her.”
“I love being fucked by you, Nat. But I can’t be a housewife if I don’t do any of my chores.” You chuckled.
“Right. Which is why you need a baby. We need a baby.” Your eyes widened at her words.
“A-a baby?” You asked. She began to grind against you. “Yes. I want to breed you, detka. Cum so deep inside you that you forget who you are for a few seconds.”
You bit your lip, your core began to heat up. “I’d love that, daddy.” The use of the nickname got her even more hard if that was even possible. She growled lowly and smashed her lips to yours, squeezing your breasts as she did so.
“So fucking pretty. All for me huh?” She asked with a teasing smile.
“All for you daddy.” You moaned. She easily picked you up and carried you out of the en-suite and into your bedroom, laying you down on the bed. Immediately she lifted your dress up and pulled down your panties.
“Such a pretty pussy.” She growled, before diving in and eating you out like a starved woman. You gripped her hair as she worked her tongue through your folds and up to your clit. You curled your toes as you got closer and closer to the edge.
“Daddy, I’m gonna cum!” You moaned. “Cum for me pretty girl.” Natasha spoke against your core sending vibrations throughout your body. You screamed as you squirted out you finish. Natasha groaned that that. She loves that you’re a squirter. Makes it ever the more fun.
“Fucking love when you squirt baby. Makes it so fucking hot.” She groaned. She then straight up ripped your dress off groaning at the fact that you were wearing no bra underneath.
“Naughty girl.” She snickered, groping your tits, burying her face in between them. “I love these tits.” She groaned.
You felt her cock touch the inside of your thigh and you shifted ever so slightly. “Hmm? You want this cock in your pussy? Want daddy to fill you up?” You nodded with tear filled eyes. “Please daddy.” You whispered.
The redhead entered you with such ease and groaned at the fact. She began the fuck you harder than she ever had before, gripping your hips with such intensity that was definitely going to leave bruises the next morning.
She rolled her eyes back as she fucked you. You were both a moaning mess.
Suddenly she stopped. “Turn over, grip onto the headboard so I can ruin you properly.” Her words sent a shiver down your spine and you quickly complied, gripping onto the headboard.
The Russian smacked your ass as she plunged back into you, gripping your hips again and pounding into you fast. Your vision was blurry and your tits were bouncing like crazy as her cock hit your velvety walls again and again.
The only sounds in the room were those of skin slapping, moans, grunts, and the headboard shaking against the wall.
“Daddy!!!!” You cried as you reached your second orgasm, tears streaming down your face due to how rough she was being. But you loved it.
As if she already knew she growled, “Cum around my cock baby. I’m gonna spill my load inside you in just a few seconds. Fuck!”
You clenched and her and your vision went white for a moment as you felt pure ecstasy. That mixed with the feeling of her warm cum painting your walls made you weak and you practically fell face first onto the pillow.
Natasha was catching her breath behind you and pulled out, laughing at how you fell. “Guess I fucked my girl a little too hard huh?”
“No, loved it daddy. Want it to happen again.” You muttered into the pillow and she surprisingly understood you.
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Kinktober (17)- Lingerie
Natasha X G!p Reader 18+
Summary: After a bad day at work, your wife finds the best way to satisfy you.
Warnings/Tags: Reader has a Penis, Blowjobs, Handjobs, Multiple Orgasms, Dirty Talk, Multiple Creampies, Oral Sex, Fingering, Rough Sex, Breeding Kink, Switch Reader/Switch Natasha.
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Closing the door harder than you intended, you sighed to yourself in annoyance, shrugging your suit jacket off and carelessly flinging it on the table as you dragged yourself into your living room, flopping on the couch. Memories of today’s diabolical meeting flooded through your mind as you unbuttoned the top button of your shirt, the fabric tight and uncomfortable on your neck, adding to your displeased mood as you became aware of the lack of noise in your apartment, listening out intently for your wife.
“Nat?” You called out, voice calmer and gentler than the one you used earlier in the meeting, the mere reminder of it making your brows furrow at how stupid your workers could possibly be, hands busy untying your laces as she appears from behind the bedroom door, eyes solely focussed on you.
“Hey Detka,” she purrs out sultrily, your head snapping up at the sound of her voice, eyes widening and jaw slacking at the goddess that stood before you that you somehow managed to call your wife.
Black lace adorned her body in the most alluring and enticing manner, the fabric teasingly covering her breasts as the soft flesh peeked over the top, your rapidly darkening eyes travelling further down her body, across her beautiful curves, her toned stomach, her core that was scandalously covered up by the smallest piece of lace possible, a small groan leaving you at the barely visible wet spot already there. Thigh high stockings complimented the lingerie she was wearing, the image of her swaying her hips as she casually sauntered closer to you causing your pants to feel a lot tighter, eyes unable to choose where to admire as she stood right before you.
“Fuck, Nat,” you managed to groan in appreciation, hands reaching out for her soft curves only to be stopped, her hands wrapping around your wrists and pinning them to the back of the sofa, her body towering over yours as she smirked down at you, your mind clouded with arousal at the sight of her.
“Keep them there for me Detka,” she whispers out, her mouth lowering in a teasing manner, lips ghosting yours as your eyes drift to her plump lips, enchanted by the way her tongue swipes across her bottom one to wet it. Your head tilts to try and chase her lips but she cruelly pulls back, her eyes matching your lust-filled ones as she takes in your outfit, her eyes landing on the large bulge in your pants. “All this for me?” she whispers teasingly, her hands palming your cock through your pants, able to feel how hard and desperate you already were for her.
“Always for you,” you sigh out in a pleased tone, her hand briefly wrapping around you and jerking softly. “Please,” you practically whimper when she teases your mouth again with her addictive lips, your mind begging for her to press them against you, not bothered where. You just needed to feel her.
“Already begging,” she teases in an affected whisper, tauntingly placing a kiss to the underside of your jaw, lipstick marking the skin before slowly unbuttoning your shirt, leaving a trail of lipstick smudges as she kisses her way down your toned body. “Don’t worry Detka, I’ll take care of you,” she murmurs, finally dropping her knees between your legs, admiring her work as your chest rises and falls with laboured breaths, mind completely fogged with arousal as she stares up at you with that sultry smirk that drives you insane. “And your needs,” her voice a mere whisper as she presses a kiss to the band of your underwear, a sharp intake of breath leaving you at the feeling of her hands unzipping your pants and her hungry gaze.
“Love,” you sigh out the endearment as she successfully gets you out of your pants and underwear, her hands wrapping around you, able to feel how you were throbbing for her. She watches hungrily as your head lolls back at the feeling of her hand gliding up and down you, your hips bucking slightly when she runs her finger from the base to the tip, lips ghosting your head. “I need you, please,” your tone a desperate plea, head tilting to look down at her with a submissive look as you let her control you for now, needing to feel some sort of release and satisfaction after today. You could take your frustrations out later.
Giving you what you want, her lips wrap around your cock, the warmth and wetness of her mouth having you groan sensually at the pleasure that coursed through your veins, hands itching to thread through her silky, red locks, desperate to guide her head up and down your length. Her emerald eyes peer up at you sinfully, hips bucking as she takes you all the way down her throat, her hand going to your balls and massaging them expertly, knowing exactly how to please you. Your moans grow slightly louder when she bobs her head faster up and down you, the feeling of her tongue swirling around your tip and her moaning around you causing you to jerk your hips up harder, making her gag slightly, not that she minded.
At the sound of your low groan, she pulls her mouth off you for the moment, moving her hands to slide up and down your cock, lips pressing a lewd kiss to your tip. You can’t help but stare down in pure desire as she licks from the base to the tip of you, eyes trained on you as she effortlessly takes all of you down her throat again, gagging once again at the size of you.
“Nat,” you plead, fingers moving to grip the edge of the sofa, knuckles bleeding white with how amazing the feeling of her mouth felt on you, thoughts filled with only her.
“What’s wrong Detka?” she innocently murmurs, slightly panting for breath, her tone a clear contrast between her actions as she looks up at you, tongue licking a stripe up your cock. At the action, precum spills out of your tip, her finger deftly gathering it and sliding into her mouth, a small, sinful moan escaping her at the taste of you.
“Love-fuck,” your words are cut off with a sudden moan, her lips wrapping around your head, cheeks hollowing while her hand expertly slides up and down you mercilessly, wanting to have you teetering on edge. “Nat- God, I’m going to come if you keep doing that,” your voice laced with desperation as you stare down at her, begging her with your eyes.
“You wanna come in my mouth Detka?” she asks lewdly, licking the small bits of precum that continues to leak out of your tip, observing how you nod frantically, hips bucking into her hand and mouth to chase your release. You groan at her dirty words, her body suddenly standing, her mouth at the shell of your ear to add to her words, “What if I want you to fill me up? I need to feel your cum inside me Detka.” You groan once again, hips bucking up harder, your orgasm about to crash over you as you peer up into her darkened eyes, head tilting to ghost her lips.
“I’ll do both,” your tone cocky and matching of your more dominant side, the redhead smirking at your words as she places another kiss to your jaw, teeth nibbling gently as she feels your hips stuttering into her hand.
“That better be a promise,” she warns, desperately needing to feel you come inside her, to fill her up and watch as it drips out of her slowly. Her body swiftly and seductively drops back to the floor, her lips kissing your tip once more, eyes watching yours roll back. “Come on Detka, come for me,” she husks out, taking you down her throat once more and bobbing her head, tongue swirling over your sensitive head and hand squeezing your balls gently, pleasure crashing through you.
Your hands reach out to her hair, holding her close as spurts of the warm, white liquid fill her mouth, a string of moans leaving you as you come down her throat, emptying into her while your hips jerk up as you ride out your aftershocks. You pant as you try to recover from your mind-blowing orgasm, chest heaving as she releases you from her mouth, swallowing your load and moaning lowly at the taste, eyes on your blissed out state. Her finger moves to swipe the little that escaped her mouth, sliding it back in and making a show of the action to make your hands thread through her hair and guide her up off the floor to straddle your lap, mouth crashing to hers.
It was messy, desperate and passionate as you poured all your love for her into the kiss, showing your wife the appreciation she deserves, hands roaming the body you're addicted to. You groan into the kiss when her teeth bite down on your lower lip, her smiling into the next kiss as you flip the two of you over on the sofa, pressing her into the soft cushions.
“Shit Detka, you feel so good,” she moans when you grind your hips into her, her hands shrugging your shirt off your shoulders, carelessly throwing it somewhere in the room, legs wrapping around your waist to pull you closer. You grind your hips into her harder, knowing just how she likes it while your lips press teasingly along her jaw and the underside of her jaw, soft sighs leaving her. Fuck, she loved how you could so easily switch between being submissive and dominant.
“I’m going to make you scream for me, Nat,” you groan against her warm skin, eyes peering up at her as you thrust your hips against her, cock rubbing against her soaked panties perfectly, her head lolling back at the pleasure. She smirks at your cocky words, knowing full well that you can fulfil them, your lips marking her neck as your hands trails down her body, fingers reaching her lace panties.
“Detka,” she groans at the sound of fabric tearing, your eyes trained on her face as your mouth moves to kiss the top of her breasts, fingers sliding through her dripping folds.
“All this for me?” you mock her earlier words, moving your thumb to circle her clit while you effortlessly slide a finger into her, needing to stretch her out. She lets out a breathless laugh at your words, moaning quietly after it as you curl your fingers at just the right spot, her back arching off the sofa and into your body. “So wet, so desperate. Fuck, love, you’re ruining me,” you groan against her, moving back up her body to claim her lips hungrily, swallowing her moans as you thrust another finger into her, curling them both at her g-spot while your thumb continues to rub her clit expertly.
Her hands leave your back and thread through your hair, tongue sliding into your mouth to regain some sort of control as you drive her closer to her orgasm, not wanting to come so soon and seem that desperate for you.
Knowing how close she is by the way she clenches around you, your grin into the kiss, knowing how she loves and hates the fact that you can make her come so quick,
“Just lose control, love, I know you want to come all over my fingers,” you rasp out against her lips before crashing them back together messily, groaning at the feeling of her hips grinding against your hand, chasing her high.
“Detka, Fuck,” she moans out before throwing her head back, her orgasm powerfully crashing over her as her hips ride your fingers desperately, come coating your fingers as she rides out of her high, your lips attached to her neck as she couldn’t kiss you back.
You softly coax her back to reality with softer kisses, your eyes raking over her euphoric state as you admire her. Such a pretty mess you think as her eyes flutter open, that signature smirk returning as she reaches her hand down, jerking you off once more and signalling for you to fuck her.
“I need you Detka,” she purrs at the shell of your ear, teeth nibbling on your earlobe before laying back down, your lips chasing hers as you take a hold of your cock and position it at her entrance. Teasingly, you rub your tip against her clit, then down to her entrance to coat it in the abundance of arousal pooled between her legs, her legs wrapped around your waist again and pulling you closer making you slide it into her.
Both of you groan into the other's mouth at the feeling, her heavenly cunt making you delirious with pleasure, her warm and wet walls clenching around you perfectly as she moans at the feeling of being filled up and stretched out, her nails digging into your back.
“Don’t be gentle with me Detka. Fuck me. Hard,” you can’t help but groan into her mouth at the filth that came out of her mouth, sliding out of her until only the tip remained in before thrusting your hips into her, giving her exactly what she wanted. You snap your hips into her, feeling her walls clench around your cock to make you pant against her mouth, eyes looking down to watch as her cunt swallows your length up greedily.
“Love, you feel so good, so good,” you murmur against her, hips merciless as you pound her into the sofa, the lewd sounds of moans and skin slapping sounding around the room. To reach even deeper inside her, you lift one of her legs slightly, allowing you to thrust into her so you were hitting her sweet spot with every thrust, a sinful moan leaving her.
“Shit, Faster Detka, Harder,” she moans out, a hint of desperation in her voice as she nears her second orgasm, your hips driving into her. Your pace increases as she commands, relentless as her moans grow louder and louder, her hips moving in time with yours as both of you start to teeter on edge.
Your fingers dig in slightly at her thigh, Natasha knowing there were going to be marks there making her even wetter, clenching around you at the moans that escape you, mouths still hungrily meeting in a passionate kiss.
When she clenches around you again, you can’t stop the desperate noise that escapes you, Natasha knowing how close you were at the way your hips started to thrust even faster, her mind clouded with pleasure at the feeling of you inside her.
“Come in me Detka, Please come in me,” she moans against your lips as she tries to hold off her orgasm until you come, wanting to feel that added pleasure of coming at the same time as you.
“Nat,” you groan at her words, lips meeting hers as your orgasm inevitably crashes through you, thick spurts of cum filling her up as your hips stutter into her, pressing her even further into the sofa as her own orgasm courses through her. A scream leaves her as the pure euphoria that floods through her body, taking over all her senses as all she can feel is pleasure, your name falling off her lips in a sigh as you slow down your thrusts, still emptying into her.
Once you’re finished coming, Natasha expects you to pull out but moans in surprise when you thrust your hips back into her slowly, panting heavily as you still remain hard inside her.
“One more, Please,” you groan against her, eyes peering into hers with a pure lust as you grind your hips against her, still deep inside her, your cock covered in your cum and hers.
“Give me one more,” she whispers in an equally affected tone, her hips grinding in time with yours, this time slower as you both chase another high. Your lips meet hers slower, your hips thrusting slow and deep inside her as her nails scratch down your back, pleasure building in both of your cores as your hand reaches for hers, interlocking your fingers. “Detka,” Natasha moans out sensually as you both fall over the edge again, more come filling her up as you empty into her again, her orgasm taking over her once again as you both collapse into each other, your head resting against her shoulder as her fingers return to your hair, fingers scratching your scalp.
It takes you a moment for both of you to recover, your lips meeting hers softly, intimately as you convey your love silently, her smiling into the kiss as you eventually pull out of her, watching as cum slowly seeps out of her. You watch mesmerised when her finger slides it back into her as she chuckles at your small groan and the way your cock twitches, eyes flickering back up to her.
“Bedroom?” you ask, her shaking her head playfully at your antics, your arms wrapping around her body and lifting her off the sofa when she nods, knowing that the two of you were in for a long night.
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Imagine Natasha slamming you against the wall, pressing her lips against yours so messily as she bites your bottom lip. She moves down your next and kisses all over your neck, her hot breath hovering your skin. She lifts you up and you’re in a dress for easy access. You can hear her unbuckling her belt and pulling out her hard big cock ready to stuff you full. Her biceps flex and her jeans hang low off her ass as she fucks you silly, sweet groans fill the room.
“Oh fuck baby so fucking tight….you like bouncing on my fat cock.”
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Natasha Romanoff x GP!Virgin!Reader
18+ only, read at your own risk
Requested by anon: PowerBottom!Natasha x Shy!GP!Reader where they’ve been mutual pining for each other but one night Natasha gets a little possessive and takes reader’s virginity at a party
I am over the age of 18
Word count: 1048
AN: No pronouns used.
Parties were never really your scene, but you tag along with your friends anyway because you know your crush, Natasha Romanoff, is going to be there. Although you can't quite explain your obsession with her, as she definitely seems like the kind of woman who wouldn't look twice at someone like yourself, being in her presence makes you nervous (in a good way) and you don't mind fantasizing about something that you could have with her.
By the time you and your friends arrive--fashionably late, of course--people are already passed out on the couch, the floor sticky with spilled beer and punch, and the bass of the music is heavy enough to make your whole body vibrate.
You accept a red solo cup of jungle juice, taking a cautious swig and your gag reflex activates at the mix of random fruit flavors and alcohol. You abandon your cup on the first table you find, looking around anxiously for your friends who already have seemed to ditch you.
"Lost, honey?"
"Hmm?" You can't believe another human at this party is even acknowledging your existence when you turn to see a black-haired girl waving at you.
"You look like you'd rather be anywhere else than here," she says, stalking up to you and coming so close that you take a step back to prevent her chest from touching you.
"Uh..." Part of you wants to be honest, and part of you wants to fit in.
"You want to go upstairs? It's a lot quieter," the girl says, brushing her hand up your arm.
"Oh, there you are, Y/N."
Relief fills you when you hear someone call your name, but then you register that it's not the voice of one of your friends. Natasha Romanoff is suddenly by your side, looping her arm in yours and tugging you towards her.
"Not interrupting anything, am I?" Natasha asks, as the black-haired girl gawks at the physical contact between you. You're so shocked that Natasha is actually touching you that you don't give her an immediate answer.
"No, not at all," the girl mumbles.
"Good. Come with me, Y/N."
You don't argue, obediently following Natasha up the stairs and into the first room you pass. Now that you think about it, you're not even sure who's house this is, or if you're even allowed up here. Before you can ask Natasha, she shoves you into a chair and locks the door behind her.
"Who was that?" Natasha asks.
"I don't know."
"She looked like she wanted to eat you," Natasha comments, coming back to you and putting her hands on the armrests and leaning forward until her cleavage is right in your face. You gulp and force your eyes up to meet hers. "But you don't want that, right?"
"No, no, I do enjoy being alive and in one piece," you answer nervously.
"Not like that." Natasha chuckles at your innocence.
"What do you mean?"
"She wanted to suck your dick." Hearing the filthy word come out of Natasha's mouth makes your stomach twist. "But I think I get the honors of being your first, right?"
"I...I'm not--"
"A virgin? You don't have to lie to me, it's nothing to be ashamed about." Natasha drops to her knees and your eyes widen as she reaches for your belt and undoes the buckle.
"Natasha..." You're practically squirming in the chair with her hands so close to your crotch. While she's right that you are a virgin and have never fucked anything other than your hand or the toy hiding in your bedroom nightstand, you're excited and terrified for her to be your first. What if you don't last as long as she wants, or make a big mess?
"Tell me to stop if you don't want me," she says, her fingers brushing over the bulge in your jeans.
"I--Yes, yes I want you," you admit pitifully.
"Good." You lift your butt up so she can pull your jeans down and you feel the heat bloom in your face when she lowers your boxers and exposes you to her. Both of you stare down at your cock that pulses against your thigh; it's not at its full hardness yet, but you have a feeling Natasha can help you with that very soon.
Natasha wraps her hand around your cock and starts to pump it. Your thighs tense at the pressure and the warmth of her skin. If this is what her hand feels like, you don't think you'll last long with any other body part. You feel yourself go light-headed as the blood rushes down to your cock and makes it grow.
"Do you want to cum on my face or in my mouth?" Natasha asks suddenly, her hand gliding faster up and down your cock as your pre-cum leaks out to lubricate it.
"What?" You're so overwhelmed by the choices and the current stimulation that you fear you'll release without giving her a proper answer.
Natasha shrugs, then leans forward and wraps her lips around the head of your cock. The heat of her mouth is so intense you feel yourself practically melt, your head tipping backward and painfully hitting the top of the chair.
"Oh, fuck. Oh my God," you pant, your hands shooting down into her red hair as you try and push her mouth further down your cock. Her tongue circles your head a few times to gather every taste of you she can get and your hips tremble uncontrollably. "Natasha, I--"
Her fingers dig into your thighs as she holds you down and slowly inches you into the silkiness of your throat and you lose all control without warning. You moan as spurts of cum burst from your cock, and Natasha breathes hard from her nose to swallow every last drop. She licks at your cock until the sensitivity is too much and you yank at her hair to pull her off.
She leans back and wipes her lips with a triumphant grin on her face, while you want to die from how quickly you came.
"Don't be so disappointed, baby. Practice makes perfect, right?"
And you gladly spend the rest of the party in that room with Natasha, learning how to make it up to her.
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Hits Different — Part II
Warnings: some curses, pregnancy, giving birth, time jumps because meeting Nat again is our priority. Be patient.
After the day that you'd spent resting in the hospital, you went home and decided to eat healthy foods because, even though you had insisted on coming home alone, Dominique didn't leave you to yourself. Instead, she had accompanied you all throughout and even stayed the night.
You two were currently sitting in the living room of your penthouse; it was spacious, so it looked like a cinema due to the large screen in front of you.
"So," Dominique started lowly, "You're really taking a break? Wouldn't that be suspicious if you wanted to stay lowkey?"
"I figured that out on our way over here, and I thought about doing some small projects before giving birth." You shrugged nonchalantly, grabbing a handful of chips from your shared bowl before dumping them in your mouth. "And then, as soon as my belly's showing, I'll ask my handlers to announce that I'm taking a break from acting, though I'll still be appearing on some Q&As as long as they're held online."
"What a plan, Mother!" She chuckled proudly. "You have enough money anyway. You can do whatever you want. Just remember to make me a godmother."
"Why not be the other mother?" You raised your brow teasingly, making her blush for a bit before she looked at you seriously. "Well, I could always use a hand considering that the other parent is.. you know.."
She's still mad at you for not telling her who the other parent was, but when she looked at you like a kicked puppy, feeling so lost about this so-called motherhood that would start soon, she couldn't help but sigh with a nod.
"I mean, I couldn't say no to that."
"Good."
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5 months.
You whined loudly, thrashing dramatically on the couch in your trailer, because even though you said that you wanted to take a break, you couldn't.
Your body was itching to do something, especially now that your movie with Dominique is nearing the end, so you decided to stay even though you're already pregnant pregnant.
"What is it, hon?" Dominique questioned after she finished her business in your washroom. She had stayed by your side throughout those months of your journey, never once leaving you alone, which made you thankfully happy for her company.
"Hungry." You patted your baby bump gently, which you cover with oversized clothes every time you go out in public. In addition to that, shooting a scene wasn't a problem with your growing stomach because your character in the movie prefers baggy clothes over sexy ones, and you were really grateful for that.
The brunette chuckled, "What does the baby want this time?"
"Burger," You muttered with pursed lips.
"Easy, I'll go order-"
"But!" You interrupted her rambling quickly, stopping her from opening her phone to go over that app where she'll buy. She groaned at you playfully while you clapped with excitement, "Instead of buns, how about cookies as a replacement, huh? How does that sound?"
"Uh, disgusting?" She answered honestly, making you frown, "Seriously, hon, cookie, patty, veggies, patty, and cookie? I'll barf."
"You're not the one who'll eat it!" You complained grumpily. "Fine! I'll just starve here with your goddaughter, and then we'll just-"
"Okay, okay," She raised her hands in surrender, "I'll ask my assistant to buy it for you. I'm pretty sure they don't sell that stuff in my app... or anywhere for that matter."
You glared at her, having to hear her last remark, but you just shrugged, patiently waiting for your food as you rubbed your belly comfortingly.
You have to admit, though, that you've grown to love her already, even though she wasn't born yet, and you're just hoping that you'll be enough for her.
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The birth.
"God-fucking-damn it!" You groaned, pushing with all your might as the tears pricked into the corners of your eyes. "Doc, I can't—how about I just do the c-section thingy?"
"Baby's crowning already, Miss, you can do this." She encouraged with a tight smile, together with the nurses that you've hired privately in this secluded hospital, "Come on, give me three brave pushes."
You did as you were told, and you were screaming at the top of your lungs until you finally heard the wonderful music of your daughter's cries.
"Congratulations, Miss Y/l/n!"
Doctor Rialle placed your daughter on your bare chest to have skin-to-skin contact between you and your newborn baby, and despite crying so loudly, as soon as she was placed on your side, your daughter seemed to calm down herself, making you smile genuinely while brushing the tears from your eyes.
"I love you."
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Months have passed since you've given birth, and all throughout those times, Dominique has stayed by your side, helping you through the discovery of this so-called mothering that you've grown accustomed to, even if it means that all your time will be spent nursing your child and nothing else.
You couldn't even watch TV these days because you were too busy with your hectic schedule, but you're not complaining.
You love your daughter more than anything else.
"Hey, Y/n, I think she's hungry!" Dom yelled from upstairs while you sat on your working table in your office, preparing for the Zoom meeting where you'll be interviewed about your movie that you shot last year.
"I still have twenty minutes. Bring her over here, please!" You replied, holding the breastfeeding towel as you heard the cries of your daughter nearing, gently grabbing her from your friend's grasp as soon as they came, quickly calming down the wailing child, "Hey, sweetheart, did you miss mommy?"
"I swear you have a magic about calming people," Dominique muttered, leaving to go towards the kitchen to get some water for herself. "Do you want some chicken wings? I'm planning to order them for our dinner."
"Sure, I've been craving those for some time now, and some lasagna too," You answered, caressing the sleepy baby in your arms gently. "And isn't your flight back to New York at 10?"
"It's still early," She shrugged, coming into your line of sight with a cup of tea for you. You thanked her quietly, causing her to nod in response, "I don't have to pack though. I'll be back over the weekend."
"Hey, go get yourself a girlfriend." You chastised her for spending most of her free time with you and your daughter, causing her to scoff in dismissal, "I'm being serious! Get a life!"
"I have a life," Dominique muttered with an eye roll, gesturing for you to give your baby back to her now that she's finally asleep. "Your interview's starting soon. We'll be upstairs, okay?"
You grinned at her genuinely before planting a kiss on your daughter's forehead and saying, "Mhm, thanks."
"Anytime."
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One year.
"Happy birthday, baby!" You happily clapped along with Dominique and your family that you'd invited for this private celebration. You kissed her chubby cheeks and said, "Mommy loves you so much!"
"Picture!" Dom yelled over the song, making you smile widely as you posed for some. "Okay, okay, I'm hungry, and I think she is too! She's been eyeing the cupcakes for a while now."
"Yeah, yeah." You laughed, grabbing one cupcake and carefully feeding her. Chocolate is her favorite flavor, so you weren't really surprised when she tugged at your arms for another forkful of the pastry. "Baby, slow down. Mommy's not going anywhere."
Atasha Ingrid Y/l/n—your one-year-old baby girl with red hair and forest green eyes is an absolute delight. Her fiery red hair adds a unique charm to her appearance, standing out beautifully against her fair skin. Her sparkling forest-green eyes are like windows to a world of curiosity and wonder. She's eager to find out all the answers to her basic curiosity, always exploring things in her own little ways, making you thankful for having a daughter like her.
The party soon wrapped up, with your guests leaving with a satisfied smile on their faces after seeing Ash for the first time since you gave birth, considering that you chose to hide somewhere in Italy as soon as you started to show your bump.
"Niks," You called Dominique with the nickname that you usually use for her, "I was thinking.."
"Oh, is that a joke?" She kidded, making you pout with a glare. "Fine. What is it?"
"Now that Ash is one year old," You sighed, looking at her. "Maybe it's time that we come back to New York?"
She seemed to stop in her tracks, helping you clean up the mess that was left from the party while your daughter was finally sleeping peacefully in her room, probably too tired from all the noises awhile ago.
"Are you sure?" She asked carefully, "I mean, are you ready? New York—there's a lot of paparazzi in there; they might see-"
"I'll lay low with Ash," You answered truthfully. "I'll hire a sitter for when I work because I miss acting already, even though the surroundings are shitty and toxic, but I'll keep her off of the eyes of the public, promise."
"Okay then. I'll book us a flight."
You smiled at her genuinely and said, "Thank you, Nikki!"
"Always, Y/n/n."
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3 years.
"Hey, you can't remove your hat just like mommy, okay?" You advised your daughter carefully, leaning down to place the said hat on her head before planting kisses on her cheeks, causing the latter to giggle. "Can you promise me that?"
"Promise!" She clapped, excited to finally go out and accompany you with the grocery because apparently, her babysitter, Kate, had to do some emergency work in her real job so she couldn't watch over your child, leaving you with no choice but to bring her along because your supply of foods is out of stock.
The journey over to the store was chaotic, jamming with Taylor Swift's music in the car with Ash while the traffic continued, leaving you stuck for about half an hour on the road when it should have been ten minutes on the way over to the grocery store.
Nonetheless, you enjoyed your time with your daughter, especially because she told you about her adventures with Kate and how they share the same interests in dogs whenever you're not around.
Soon, you finally arrived, grabbing a cart with Ash by your side and walking since she said she didn't want to be trapped in the cart, which you know is a lie because the truth is, she wanted to be free so she could grab anything that she wanted. Not that you could ever say no to her, of course.
You were in the aisle of biscuits and chips, grabbing some snacks for you and Ash, when something caught her eye—a dog, to be exact. So, with a curious and excited mind, she went to see and follow the dog, assuming that you were watching over her and following her along.
"Hey, Miss!" She yelled giddily over the blonde lady that was holding the dog's collar. "Dog! What's the name?"
"Fanny," The blonde smiled, letting your daughter pet the animal, "What's your name?"
"I'm Ash," She proudly stated, flashing them a wide grin. "I'm with my mom..." She stopped herself when she turned around to supposedly gesture towards you but didn't see you anywhere. "Mommy?"
"Hey, hey." The blonde had jumped into action the moment that she saw the panicked state and tears forming in the little girl's eye. "I'm Yelena. Don't worry, we're going to look for your mother." The Russian blonde was about to remove the hat from Ash's head to wipe her tears, but the little girl backed away, remembering your words from earlier. Yelena raised her hands, "I'm not going to hurt you."
"Mommy," Ash hiccuped, now crying silently as she looked around for you, and thankfully, her crisis was quickly over when the familiar cart filled with familiar foods was being pushed in her direction. "Mom!"
She rushed to your side as fast as her little feet could take her, hugging your legs while she cried. "I told you to just hold onto me, baby. Where did you go?"
"Dog," She mumbled in your shirt, and from that, you already knew.
Looking up, you saw the said dog beside the blonde, who was holding her collar, making you smile apologetically towards her. "Hey, Miss, I'm sorry for bothering you-"
"Oh, no, no, it's no bother." The blonde waved you off with a smile. "Your daughter was very adorable, and she was-"
And before the blonde could even finish her sentence, an all too familiar voice interrupted your conversation with the blonde lady (who goes by the name Yelena), making you freeze in your spot.
"Yelena, have you found Thor's request?"
Natasha.
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Russian Roulette
WandaNat x Fem!Reader
A wholesome argument between lovers leads to the best night of all of yours lives.. | 1,995 Words
Warning: Emotional W, Petty Lovers
Smut: Unprotected Sex, Rope/Bondage (N) Daddy (Intersex-N), Dick-Riding (R/W—N) Thigh Riding (W on R), Overstimulation(N), Breeding.
18+ | Minors DNI
Natasha's not sure what started the argument, but now that she's found herself stripped bare with her hands tied behind a chair in your shared bedroom with the promise of pleasure she's not sure she cares all that much anymore. All she knows is that you and Wanda have placed a bet, and that you two were some of the most stubborn people she's ever had the pleasure of loving so this was either going to be the worst day of all of your lives, or the best night of hers; she's praying for the latter.
Natasha’s lust blown eyes tracked your bodies as you two spoke in a secretive manner, her brow raised as she tried to figure out the actual plan here, but you two weren’t giving it up.
“First round you get a minute and a half.”
Wanda nodded, “The remaining just a minute.”
“Heads or tails love?,” she smiled, even in the midst of a petty fight you still refer to her so tenderly., “Tails.,” you flipped the coin, and the smile on her face was wiped away., “Heads.”
Natasha watched as Wanda set a timer on her phone, the energy shifted as soon as she hit start, and her hands reflexively tugged on the restraints when you sauntered over to her in only your lacy white bra., "Fuck, detka.," she moaned once your wetness dripped onto her thigh as you moved to straddle her bare legs.
"A-a condom?," she whined, but you tauntingly chuckled., "Oh baby.," you lined her up with your entrance., "Let me fill you in on the bet.," you slowly sunk down onto her, wincing as the stretch was working to tear you open, and the redheads face slammed against your shoulder as she worked hard to catch her stolen breath.
"We couldn't decide who should be the first to carry your babies.," you panted against her ear, the ghost of a smirk on your face as you felt her twitch at the thought., "So, we're going to play this game until fate decides who you breed."
"Oh shit.," you could feel her shiver, and you hoped it wouldn't be long, but then the dreaded timer broke the moment, and the redhead whined as you removed yourself completely., "I'll be back.," you winked with a confidence that Wanda rolled her eyes at., "We'll see."
"Don't fret moya lyubov'," Wanda teased, her dripping cunt quick to replace the warmth that Natasha was whining over losing., "Blyad!"
(Fuck)
"That's right.," she giggled., "Trakhni menya daddy.," she caught the redheads affected groan with her lips while slowly bouncing up and down on her thick cock.
(Fuck me)
"Can you imagine it Natty?," she swiveled her hips, causing the woman beneath her to mewl as her head flew back in pleasure., "My puffy cunt stuffed full, and dripping with your cum.," her lips traveled over her heated skin until she began to suck on her sweet spot., "Then soon enough I'll be round, and carrying our baby."
Natasha felt it when Wanda's words sent a shiver down her spine, and once her lips slammed to hers she was ready to bust, just another couple thrusts and she'd let it go, but then the alarm went off and Wanda released her hold on her., "Hold it lyubov', be strong.," she instructed sternly then removed herself.
Wanda squealed when you slapped her ass, and before she could scold you she was melting against you as your lips found hers. Natasha watched you two with rapt attention as you apparently sought to devour Wanda whole, her cock twitching, and coated in her pre-cum as she desperately wished for your lost attention.
"No matter who wins, just know I love you, and am excited to start this family.," you panted, your forehead pressed to hers while you were regaining your breath., "I love you so much.," she whispered affectionately, then her lips found yours once more for a reassuring kiss.
Breaking apart came once you heard Natasha whimper, it was pathetic really, but you two always did do a great job at riling her up., "Let the games begin again, may the best pussy win.," Wanda giggled and playfully shoved you away, causing you to turn your focus onto the desperate woman who's now humping the air.
"Hey daddy.," you winked as you crouched down, your tongue popping out so you can drag it over the throbbing vein of Natasha's cock., "Fuck, Wanda you taste so good.," you praised your other lover before swirling your tongue around Nat's enflamed tip, tasting her next., "God, Nat, you too.," you moaned, and the redhead followed as you slammed your lips to hers while sinking down on her thick length.
"Sorry we left you hanging daddy.," your words were muffled against her lips, and nearly drowned out by the sound of skin slapping., "Just wanted to give you a little show is all."
Flashes of your previous entanglement with Wanda flow through her mind, building her orgasm up that much faster as she remembers the way you groped Wanda's breasts and allowed her to get off on your thigh alone.
"No!," Natasha shrieked when the timer went off, you chuckled, but pressed a sympathetic kiss to her cheek., "Soon my love, don't hold back on your next go, fuck a baby into her.," Natasha whimpered, every single time she lost the warmth of your tight holes she was nearly back at square one. The buildup each time increased to a painful level, and she was not sure she could take much more of this.
Wanda smiled when passing you, her hand softly trailing over your abdomen as she did. When straddling Natasha this time Wanda was uncharacteristically still, her hips weren't even moving, and you could see the obvious sexual frustration in Nat's features, but then you saw them soften as she slowly gyrated and spoke.
"I can't wait to be a mama.," Wanda whispered, tears budding up in her eyes, and Natasha was quick to lean forward, nudging her nose into her cheek, and Wanda broke the rest of the distance to kiss her back, desperately wanting the comfort over winning the silly game.
In the vulnerable moment the game was forgotten for all, the two connected in front of you were making out in such a tender manner, you couldn't help wanting to be involved so your soft hands wrapped around to play with Wanda's nipples, and your lips met her back.
Wanda moaned breathily into Natasha's mouth, the combination of all your touches, and the feeling of being so full leant her into a second orgasm, she came hard on Natasha's cock, and the tiniest spurt of cum left the redhead, but it wasn't enough to constitute a win, and the forgotten timer tragically went off.
"It's okay baby, you can stay.," you kissed over the mark you left behind and she shook her head with a smile., "No, a bet is a bet detka."
With a gentle hand you helped her off of Nat, her legs shaky as she's came twice already herself, and you pecked her lips softly before taking her place on the overstimulated cock., "Come on now daddy, speed up the process.," you began to bounce on her once again, pulling desperate moans from her as she felt herself on the edge of bliss for the fifth time, it was all too much, and she was truly fed up with the game.
"Fate's taking too long.," Natasha groaned, and in a split second her hands were free'd from her restraints, and your back hit the mattress with a squeal of shock, and a squeak of springs. She pounded into you with vigor, blissfully ignoring the timer sounding off behind her., "Fuck, I'm cumming detka.," her face fell into the crook of your neck, panting harshly against your chest as she held true to her words, and you writhed and screamed as she released.
"Oh my god, yes, please fill me up, wanna be full daddy, I'm begging you!," you were in a state of euphoria you'd never experienced before. Having her seed painting your walls had the most amazing effect on you, causing you to clench around her, milking her dry as your walls fluttered, and your own orgasm drenched her cock, dripping onto the mattress.
Wanda's lip was caught between her teeth as she saw your mixed arousals gush onto the sheets. As disappointed as she was not to be in your place she couldn't deny how hot it was to see your mutual lover overfilling your pussy.
She sat patiently at the end of the California King bed, shamelessly admiring your sweaty bodies as they moved in aggressive tandem as the both of you sought to prolong the pleasure. Her plush thighs clenched in desperation, that familiar ache between her legs returned with a vengeance as she watched Natasha's hips continue to fuck you well beyond your bliss, so persistent as she pleaded for you to take it all, to not waste a single drop in breathy pants against your marked up chest. There was truly nothing hotter than a desperate Natasha.
"I promise to take it all daddy, wanna be your pretty little cum dump, full of your miracles.," you screamed, clenching around her thickness for emphasis, all of her persistent thrusting was building you both up to another release., "Fuck, detka I'm gonna—.," a moan tore from the redheads throat as she released an even bigger load into you, her hips stilled as she was overwhelmed by the sheer amount leaving her. She'd never in her life came that hard before, your organic warmth over the usual silicone layer was introducing her to new pleasures.
"Mm, thank you daddy.," you hummed as you lazily continued to meet her equally as limited thrusts., "You're welcome detka.," her plump lips pressed to yours sloppily, she suckled on your tongue in a means of distraction, her hips yet to still as she slowly thrusted, her intention to drive her sperm deep into your womb, and ensure above all else that you end up pregnant.
"Daddy?," Wanda whispered., "Baby?," it was honestly so quiet that you'd hardly heard her., "Please.," but the desperation in her voice was unmistakable, so you nudged Natasha who reluctantly released your lips and shifted her gaze over to the pouting Sokovian., "Oh my, look at you.," she rasped, the slick drenching her plush thighs enough to marvel at for days.
"Don't you worry now lyubov'.," the redhead beckoned the woman over with the crook of her finger, and guided her to lay flat beside you., "Daddy's got more than enough cum to last for hours, I'll have you both so full you'll feel me dripping down your thighs for weeks."
Natasha watched the way Wanda's eyes lit up, and she felt your excitement as you clenched around her softened cock that was quick to harden at the sensation and thoughts of the both of you being fucked senseless had her ready to pick her animalistic pace back up.
With a tenderness though she kissed you to ease the ache as she pulled out, you whined at the loss, but you were satiated after she put a plug in your gaping hole. It wasn't nearly as stimulating as her throbbing dick, but it was more than enough to make you feel full, she gently elevated you with a pillow beneath your lower back, trying to use the force of gravity to help her swimmers along on their journey.
Once you were situated she moved on to the patient brunette at your side, she hovered over her with darkened orbs, and in one thrust she slammed her cock passed her yearning hole., "Playtime is over.," she grunted as she set herself up at a quick pace., "Daddy's going to have you two blabbering disasters by the end of the night, there's no way you'll leave barren."
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Summary: A virgin Nat x G!P Reader fic.
A/N: Did I go a bit overboard with the lovey-dovey stuff, yes. Is it because I am feeling extremely lonely, also yes.
So, I will be taking girlfriend applications from- I am kidding. There is no time limit. ;)
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She moaned and arched her back as you pumped your fingers in and out of her. You were going in deeper than all the times before this and she seemed to enjoy it.
After a few minutes, she held your wrist as your knuckles hit her and started moving on her own. You gently rubbed her clit in soothing circles knowing she was close and that pushed her over the edge.
She stilled in your arms as an intense orgasm washed over her and you held her close, mumbling soft nothings in her ear. She was in a daze and you looked at her lovingly, pulling her chin forward to kiss her.
“That's my girl.”
You said between kisses and she shivered at the claim. She moaned and whined a little when you pulled your fingers out of her. But you kept your hand pressed up against her opening for a bit, hoping to calm her.
“That was…”
She started and looked at you.
“Intense?”
“Very much so.”
You chuckled and pulled her close. She snuggled closer to you and looked up again. Her eyes filled with a decision.
“I think I am ready.”
You looked at her curiously.
“Ready?”
She ran her hand down your stomach and gently took a hold of your very, very hard dick.
“For this.”
She leaned forward and whispered in your ear.
“I want you to breed me, Alpha.”
That declaration sent a shiver down your spine and you possessively held her by her waist.
“Are you sure?”
She nodded with certainty in her eyes and you kissed her hard. But, you stopped her as she started grinding herself on you.
“I don't want our first time to be in the back of a car. So, would you like to go on a date with me, Ms. Romanoff?”
You asked, teasing her entrance with the tip of your finger. She moaned softly before answering,
“I would love that.”
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You met on the university grounds. Sitting by herself, focusing on the book in her hand. She was unlike any person you had ever laid eyes on.
You were the heir to one of the biggest tech companies in the world. So, omegas tend to throw themselves at you and suffice it to say, you took complete advantage of that.
But, she was different. When you sat by her side, wanting to discuss the book in her hand, she asked for time to complete it and then discuss it with you in detail. You nodded and asked her if she knew when she would be done.
“Maybe in two days.”
She replied and you nodded.
“How about I take you out for a coffee on Friday? So, we can discuss the book.”
“Are you sure that is the only reason you want me to go have a coffee with you?”
“No. I also wish for it to be a bit more than just a discussion. It is an official invite for a date.”
You said confidently and she seemed to contemplate her answer.
“Okay. Coffee on Friday.”
You smiled and kissed her cheek before leaving.
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That day, you didn't know if it would work. But today as your fingers entwined over the gear shift of your car, you knew that Natasha Romanoff was your future. You smiled and tightened the hold on her hand.
She in return rubbed her thumb over yours. You pulled her hand towards you and kissed it right where your fingers met. You finally stopped your car in front of her house and hopped out to open her door.
“I will pick you up at 7.”
You said and softly kissed her.
“I will be waiting.”
You finally released her waist and she waved before disappearing into her home.
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You gave yourself another glance in the mirror. To say you were nervous about today would be an understatement.
You have had sex with several women till now. More often than not your nights were spent with women in your bed. But, it was your first time having sex with someone you were in love with.
You reached Natasha's place and rang her doorbell. She opened the door and you were sure your jaw was just a few inches from the ground. She was wearing a beautiful maroon dress which left just enough for imagination and if it wasn't for your resolve to give her the best date she had in her life, you would've devoured her right then and there.
But, you offered her the flowers you bought for her instead. She smiled, looking at the red roses, and asked you to step in for a moment, to place the flowers in a vase.
She filled up a vase nearby with water and placed the roses in it. Once she was done, you offered your arm and she held your bicep as you stepped out.
You opened the car door for her and clipped her seatbelt.
The first few times you did it she felt it was a bit weird that you insisted on the seat belt thing. But, then you explained that you wanted to keep the most precious thing in your life safe, and that made her melt a little.
After that, every argument you had, every little spat, was resolved once you clicked that seat belt for her.
“All safe and sound.”
You said and kissed her before hopping over to your end. You started the car and took her hand in yours kissing it.
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You reached the restaurant and the host waiting for you outside placed a basket basked in your back seat. Natasha looked at you with surprise in her eyes.
“We are not going in there?”
“No, no. I just thought it would be a disaster if I cooked.”
She chuckled, maybe remembering the time when you burned the pot of boiling water.
“It would be. Yes.”
You chuckled with her at that and started driving.
“Where are we going then?”
“It's a surprise.”
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After driving for about an hour, you finally reached the place and opened the door for Natasha again, unclipping her seatbelt and offering her your hand.
She looked around and it was a bit dark to be able to see anything. She held onto your hand a bit tighter. You pulled her closer and placed an assuring hand on her waist, knowing she was a bit afraid of the dark.
You led her a bit further into the woods and she gasped at the sight in front of her. The place was illuminated with tons of small lights and there was a blanket in the middle. You were giving her a picnic under the stars.
She looked at you with a few tears in her eyes before hugging you hard and muttering “Thank you” over and over again.
You held her close till she was ready to part again. You placed the picnic basket on the blanket and pulled her in your lap.
“Let's eat, shall we?”
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After you were done with your meal, you had Natasha wrapped in your coat and the both of you in a blanket. She was snuggled closer to you, and you were talking about everything and nothing.
Her head was placed on your shoulder and you had held her waist possessively and you realized there was no other moment in your life where you were as happy.
“Will you marry me?”
That made Natasha go still in your arms and she looked up. Maybe she was trying to find dishonesty in your request. But, you looked at her just as intensely.
“Ask me again.”
She said and you sat both of you up. You held her cheeks in your hands and looked into her eyes.
“Will you, Natasha Romanoff, marry me?”
“I will, yes. Of course. Yes.”
She rushed it out and you kissed her with all your might.
“You have just made me the happiest person on this planet.”
You kissed her again and before you both realized it, you were a tangle of limbs on the cold ground with only a blanket under you.
“Not here.”
You said pulling away, panting.
“If you think I can wait for an hour for you to drive in the city…”
“No, no. Of course not, my Princess. Come on.”
You stood up and offered her a hand. She took it and stood with you.
“There is only one thing I wish to do right now.”
You said and you motioned toward her neck. She instantly knew what you meant.
“You want to claim me?”
“I cannot think of any better place to do it.”
She looked into your eyes and smiled.
“You may.”
You smiled and your hand directly went up her dress and between her legs while the other pulled her closer. You growled when you realized she wasn't wearing any panties and you pumped your fingers into her.
You softly bit down on her neck and she hissed as the pressure increased. You kept fucking her with your fingers as you finally staked your claim and she came hard with a mix of pain and pleasure. If it wasn't for your assuring hand on her waist, she would not be able to stand anymore.
After she came down from her high, you looked into her eyes.
“You are officially mine now.”
You said matter of factly and she nodded.
“All yours.”
You kissed her once again but pulled apart.
“Let's go.”
“Where?”
But you just decided to pull her towards the Stark cabin on the property. It was a small walk from the lake and you reached there within a few minutes.
You unlocked the door using your thumbprint.
“Come on in, my Princess.”
You said, picking her up in a bridal carry and carrying her inside.
You carried her to the nearest bedroom and placed her on the bed. You kissed her softly and looked at her. Her eyes seemed a bit unsure now.
“Are you nervous?”
“Yes. It's my first time. What if it hurts? What if I am not good? What if-”
You cut her ramble off with another kiss and pulled away.
“We can stop if you wish to. Anytime. I am right here with you. Okay?”
She nodded and you placed another kiss on her lips before finding a vulnerable place on her dress and tearing it down to her navel. You softly push it out of the way and take her nipple in your mouth while stimulating the other with your thumb and index finger.
She gasps as you bite her nipple.
“So fucking beautiful.”
You whisper to yourself more than her, but she hears it and a blush spreads across her neck.
She gasps again when you finally tear down her dress entirely and start placing kisses and bites all over her stomach before finally licking her sticky wet center.
“Fuck!”
She exclaims and you look up.
“That is the plan.”
You dive in again, licking the pussy. She writhes under you and tries to both pull you closer and push you away as she is extremely sensitive because of the recent claim stake.
“Cum.”
You command and keep eating her. She lets go and you suck on her clit and her entire pussy to collect all her pleasure.
She is convulsing for a bit before she calms down and you keep licking her to keep her nice and wet for the bigger intrusion waiting for her.
You stand up and remove your shirt and then your pants. She looks at you hungrily as you strip and she grabs your hard dick over your underwear.
She moans at its size and you pull it out.
“Suck.”
You command and she crawls over taking your tip in her mouth. She sucks and licks your head, but you have had enough and you take a hold of her hair and push more than half of your length in her mouth.
You hold her there till her mascara runs down her face. You pull it out to let her take a breath before pushing it in again and fucking her throat.
After a few turns, she is bobbing her head on the dick herself. You make her gag on your dick a few times before pushing her onto her back and biting down hard on your fresh claim.
She wails with pleasure and pain and you softly push your tip inside her. But, she does not say her safe word and you keep going.
She gasps and writhes under you. But you hold her in place and push a few more inches into her. She holds on close to you and you stop for a moment.
“Are you okay, Princess?”
You ask and she nods in your neck.
“Good girl, good girl. Just a bit more to go.”
She nods again and you finally push your entire length inside her.
That makes her wail loud in the sudden intrusion and pain and you lick her neck, your claim and kiss her to soothe her pain. You keep kissing her till she calms down a bit.
After a few minutes, you feel her starting to move under you, trying to get some friction and you start moving softly in and out of her. She moans and you finally start fucking her.
You start slow and steady but increase your speed when she starts asking for more. You start pumping in and out of her hard and fast and she holds onto your back with her sharp nails. You pick her up by her ass and push her against a wall.
“This is going to get hard and harsh now. Understood?”
She nods and you start fucking her harder. She bounces on your dick and you push a finger in her asshole.
She gasps at the sudden intrusion and cums hard on your dick.
“You like that, huh?”
You ask as you keep fucking her. Her face is adorned with blush and she hides her face in your neck.
“Look at me.”
You command and she pulls away to look into your eyes.
“Did you like it when I stimulated your asshole?”
She nods.
“Verbal confirmation.”
“Yes. I loved it.”
“Good girl.”
She cums a few more times after that and you keep on fuckingbher through all her orgasms before shooting your load in her.
“I am going to knot.”
You declare and she opens up her legs a bit wider to accommodate you.
“Give it to me, please.”
You nod and take her to bed. You move both of you in a comfortable position, her on top of you before expanding her entire pussy with your knot and connecting both of you. She shrieks as she is opened up so much and you suck her boobs to relieve her pain a bit.
You pull away and kiss your exhausted fiance.
“You did so good, My Princess.”
She whines and tries to move before pain shoots down your knot.
“Don't. We have to wait till the knot goes down.”
She whines and hides her face in your neck.
“I love you.”
She grumbles resembling something of a response of a similar kind and you smile before both of you are pulled into a slumber.
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The next morning, you wake up with morning wood. Your wood is enveloped by warmth and you start pumping in and out before soft moans completely wake you up.
She is moaning in her sleep and you increase your speed and pressure to fuck her and she wakes up when you hit one of her sore spots from last night.
“So, now that you can fuck me, you will just use me as a fuck hole, huh?”
Your dick gets more strained at that.
“Oh, you like that, don't you?”
You pump in her hard and hold onto her throat.
“Of course I do, my fuck hole.”
You kiss her. You fuck her till she cums and you empty your load in her again before pulling out of her and she whines at the emptiness.
“Don't wear anything. We are here for two more days and I am hoping to take complete advantage.”
You smirk and spank her pussy as she whines and leaps to you before you run away.
“Go and get ready. I am making breakfast.”
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Dessert before dinner
you come home with dinner for you and your girlfriend but she thinks that you look tastier
warnings: smut, nat has a penis, heavily making out, cunnilingus, grinding, groping, reader being a tease, dirty talk, desperate horny nat, beefy!nat
Today you and your friends had went to the mall without your girlfriend, Natasha. The whole time you were there you couldn't stop thinking about her so you decided to stop at Victoria's Secret to get some stuff to model for her. After you got the lingerie, you stopped at the food court and picked up Chipotle for you and Nat to have for dinner. Nat is really into bodybuilding and working out, so Chipotle is one of her favorite foods to have with her protein filled diet, so you know she will be happy when you get home.
You and your friends parted ways and you made your way home. You saw Nat's car and motorcycle in the garage, so you know she is home. When you walked into your shared apartment you put the food in the fridge for later and walked into the bedroom to see your girlfriend. She was laying on the bed reading a book and watching tv in the background.
"Hi natty. I missed you." You said as you walked over to your girlfriend. She was wearing a tight fitted white wife beater with loose fitting boxer shorts on.
"Hey baby, I missed you more." She said after putting her book down and pulling you into her lap to kiss you. The kiss started out sweet and soon turned rough. Her hands were moving south, but you pulled apart and stopped her so you could tease her with the lingerie first.
"Baby please, I wanna keep kissing you, you're so sexy in that dress babe." She whined when you pulled away.
"Sorry baby, but I want to show you what I got at the mall first, and there is Chipotle in the kitchen for dinner later." You said as you picked up the bag from Victoria's Secret and she smirked at you.
"Your the best baby, I can't wait to see what you're going to model for me." You walked into the bathroom attached to your room and changed into the first set from Victoria Secret it was a simple black lacy bra and thong set. You walked into the room and nat looked at you and smirked. "Baby, you look so sexy, come here" she grabbed you by the waist and started kissing your neck and groping your ass.
"Thanks natty, but I have two more things to show you." You pulled away and changed and showed her the next two sets. When you walked out the final time Nat's eyes widened and she licked her lips. You looked down and saw her penis rise and harden in her shorts.
"Baby please, don't tease me any longer, I need you." She begged and grabbed you as you walked over. You straddled her lap and she kissed you roughly. Her tongue explored your mouth pulling moans and whines from you. " You make the prettiest noises, baby." She panted out as she unclipped your bra and started sucking your nipple into her hot mouth. You started grinding your cunt on her cock to try and ease the ache in your core. Natasha reaches down and pulls your panties down and pulls her cock out of her boxers so you guys can have more friction from the skin to skin contact. She moves her hands down to your ass in and guides your grinding on her dick. The room is filled with the slick sounds of the arousal seeping out of your cunt and rubbing against her hard cock. Your moans are getting even louder and your panting like a cat in heat as you try and get yourself off on her cock while she kisses and sucks marks all over your face, neck.
"Ughh Natty, your dick feels so good against my clit. I'm so close." You moan and pant in her ear. She growls and picks up the pace in which she guides her hands on your ass.
"I know baby me too I'm about to blow baby." You feel the knot in your stomach starting to unwind, so you pick up the pace and ride her like your life depends on it. Natasha doesn't last as long as you do and thick ropes of semen end up spurting out and coating your cunt and ass in her cum. The hot gush of cum sprayed your cunt and you ended up cumming not even a second after. Your cunt and her penis were sticky and covered in your shared arousals, after you both came down from your highs nat told you to ride her face, so she could clean you up. You make your way up her body and straddle her face. "I wanna die in between your beautiful thighs baby." She moaned out after placing a kiss to your clit. She sticks her tongue out and starts to lick your and suck at your clit, moaning at the taste of your guys' mixed arousals. She starts to increase her intensity in which she is eating you out and you start to buck your hips and grind your cunt on her eager tongue. You are still sensitive from your previous orgasm and it doesn't take you long at all to fall apart at her mercy. You cum in her mouth and she licks her lips with a smirk. You lean down and kiss the smirk off her face moaning at the taste. You stay laying on top of Natasha while you catch your breath and come down from your high.
"Natty you're so good at that." You said with a blush as you looked up at your girlfriend.
"I actually worked up quite an appetite, now that we got dessert out of the way, how about we go and eat dinner." She said as she picked you up and brought you to the kitchen so you guys could eat.
"Your dessert isn't done yet you can have seconds later." You said with a smirk as you pressed a kiss to her lips.
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i have an idea/request!
could be series worthy, who knows
but basically, if you’ve watched purple hearts on netflix, i’m kind of thinking about type of storyline where g!p nat is (kind of) in luke’s position and y/n in cassie’s position (both of the character’s backstory can be changed) but yk, i was just thinking about military!natty and how hot she would look wearing a military uniform 😋
HEART TO HEART
PAIRINGS: Natasha Romanoff x reader
WORD COUNT: 2168
WARNINGS: angst, small smut near the end, fluff, Nat is in the military, mentions of death, arranged marriage, money problems, miscommunications, think that’s all!
NO ONE IS PERMITTED TO STEAL, COPY, OR REBLOG MY WORK AS THEIR OWN!!
“Look, I don’t understand why you care so much, we both knew this day would come and besides, this was supposed to be an arranged marriage, we aren’t meant to actually fall in love.” Nat argued, turning to look at your saddened state with guilt hidden in her features. The two of you had only known each other for a few months after you had gotten married. Neither of you had wanted to, but your parents made sure that you both knew it was needed.
She was going into the military, a dream of hers since she was a little girl watching action movies with her dad. She had been struggling with finances for years, and so was her family. And in hopes of caring for both herself and her loved ones, she needed the benefits of joining the army, but that was only achievable with marriage.
You had come from a well-financed family, but that didn’t mean they were willing to hand you money whenever you asked. While trying to reach your goal of becoming a singer and songwriter, it had cost you loads of checks with no return. You were barely making it by every week with your part-time job and needed money quickly. Your parents offered a suggestion, and at first, you thought it may be a good idea, that was until now.
It would be a platonic marriage and once it was no longer needed, you’d depart with a divorce signing, a possibility of remaining friends or forgetting each other’s existence. But it didn’t go as planned, you felt wrong for trying to go on dates or sleep with others, and you’d dream of your wife on the regular. It wasn’t hard to fall for her, she was a respectful woman with dreams of meeting another similar to her and becoming a family man. Not to mention her beauty was beyond imaginable, you were star-struck the moment you laid eyes on her.
“You think I don’t know that, Nat? Do you think I wanted this? To fall in love with you when I’m not supposed to even sleep in the same bed as you?” While the suit she wore made her look even more attractive, it only pained you to know she’d be wearing that as she left to risk her life for the ones who didn’t even know of her name.
“I can’t help how I feel, Natasha. I know this is your dream and I love that for you, I do. But, I- I just don’t want to lose you, I don’t think I could handle it.” She sighed and averted her eyes to the wooden floor, quiet sniffles being heard from your end. You suddenly felt arms being wrapped around your body in an attempt at a hug and you graciously accepted it, knowing whose warmth it was.
“It’s okay, I’m here.” She whispered into your shoulder as her hat poked your head. Truth be told, you weren’t the only one feeling this way. She had tried hiding it in hopes you wouldn’t pick up on it, and you didn’t, you were too busy worrying about your own feelings that you hadn’t even considered hers.
She was hoping that this marriage wouldn’t have to end or else she’d have to learn to live without you again. She hadn’t feared the thought of death before you came into her life, now she feared losing you more than anything.
“I’m sorry-”
“No, no, don’t apologize, Y/N. I understand, okay? I’m not mad at you, I could never be.” She interrupted, mumbling her sweet words into your neck. She was able to catch a small whiff of your perfume, and she could suddenly remember the time you begged her to take you to the store and help you pick out a new fragrance. After nearly an hour of searching, she chose this one, and you had worn it every day since.
“I don’t think I’d be able to handle hearing that you…that you died without getting to tell you how I truly feel.” She nodded, letting you continue on. Her heart felt like it was ripping when you stuttered over your words, your weakness on display. You were never one to show it, but you couldn’t stop the shake in your voice or the tears on your cheeks.
“I know, baby, I know.” The name brought a small crack of a smile to your lips, but it soon faded when you were brought back to the remembrance of where you were. She was set to leave in less than an hour, and you didn’t know if this would be your last hour with her.
“I- I need to go, I’m going to be late if I don’t leave.” You quickly rushed to tighten your hands around her when feeling hers start to loosen.
“No, no, no, please. Please don’t leave me here, Natty.” She wanted more than nothing to listen to you and stay, but her hopes and dreams were coming into play and so were the lives of many, she couldn’t ruin this opportunity.
“I have to, Y/N, I don’t have a choice.” You understood, you did, but your heart and mind were at a battle. Your mind was telling you to force her to stay, live your life happily and tell her how you feel, but your heart was telling you to let her go, that you were being selfish trying to ruin her dreams when she only supported yours. You always told her to follow her heart, and you knew you had to take your own advice.
“I know, I know you don’t. God, I- I’m sorry, I just- I don’t think I can see my life without you now. All I see when I look into the future is you, and I don’t want to lose you, I can’t. I really can’t, Nat.” She wanted to tell you everything, that she felt the same, but there was no time. If she didn’t leave she’d risk everything, she’d risk her job that she went through so much mental and physical pain to have.
“I love you, lyubov moya. (my love)” That was the last time you heard her voice in what felt like years. You weren’t able to handle the pain of living in the house that carried so many memories in it, so you made the tough decision to move out. The house was still in her name, and you continued to pay for as many bills as it required, even while still struggling to pay for your own.
It took eight months and twenty-six days before Nat was able to return, she counted each day. You were on her mind the entire time. When she had gotten badly hurt on a mission, the unbearable pain causing her to wish for death, she thought of you. She thought of everything you had together, how she wouldn’t be able to confess if she didn’t make it.
At the same time, she worried you moved on, found someone new and started a life with them that she would only be able to dream of having. Would you be able to move on this quickly? She knew that if you truly did love her as much as you said, you wouldn’t be able to, and she didn’t want you to. But another part of her wished you would, she wanted you to find peace and happiness, and she feared she wouldn’t be able to give you that.
Every day that she could, she’d write you letters. She wasn’t able to call or text you as she was told, so she’d pick up a pen and write paragraphs on end about how much she missed you. She could only hope you read or even received them.
She came home today, and hearing the complete silence in her home brought tears of anguish. All she wanted was to be greeted by you, but she was guessing you had left her, maybe even for good. There was a pile of sealed letters on the doorstep and she realized they were the ones she sent without knowing of your new address. She felt ashamed, embarrassed to have sent all of those with the thought that you’d read them and realize she still thought of you every damn day. But you didn’t know, you were left clueless to her love. She needed to change that.
You heard a knock on your apartment door as you finished brushing your teeth and were about to grab a glass of water. You furrowed your brows in confusion before slowly walking to the door, you never had guests, especially at this hour. You looked through the peephole and stepped back at what you saw, or who you saw.
Nat heard a rushing of locks unlocking and smiled to herself, you knew she was home. You opened the door and hurriedly let your arms wrap around her in a hug, finally feeling her warm embrace after so long. The emptiness in your heart was slowly being filled the longer you held onto her.
“Hello, detka. (baby)” Her eyelids squeezed shut as her arms held the same tightness around your body as yours did to her, she was too afraid to let you go.
“When did you get home?” She finally leaned back, resting her forehead against yours gently as her hand moved to cup your cheek.
“Just a few hours ago, you were the first person I wanted to see.” You smiled before your eyes drifted to notice the cardboard box sitting on the ground next to her. She looked in that direction and chuckled to herself before explaining.
“I wrote to you every day that I could. I didn’t know you moved so I sent them to the house, I thought I’d bring them in case you, I don’t know, wanted to look at them or something.” She hesitantly spoke, fear of rejection scorching through her. She didn’t know why she was so afraid, it was you, after all, and she didn’t fear anything when she was with you.
“Oh, Nat, I don’t know what to say. I’m so sorry.” She shushed you and moved her other hand to your face, cupping both of your cheeks and having you look at her.
“Shh, don’t apologize, I’m not upset with you. If anything, I’m more upset with myself.”
“You did nothing wrong, nothing at all.” She looked down suddenly, shuffling her feet nervously.
“I’m sorry for leaving that day. I wanted to stay, I wanted to tell you everything, and I wish I did. That’s why I wrote all these letters in hope that you’d realize I feel the same. I love you, Y/N. I love you more than anything in this world, and I think I always have.” She was swapping her gaze between your eyes and lips, and you knew that if you didn’t make the move, she never would. So, you leaned in closer, letting your mouth press into hers as you sank into the feeling of her plump lips. You were standing on your tiptoes to reach her height, and you reached up to pull her hat off of her head, letting your fingers run through her hair as you pulled her further into you. Her body pressed against yours as she grinned into the kiss, her tongue poking your lips and exploring your mouth when you granted her access. She was desperate to feel you in any way that you’d let her, and you were on the exact same page.
“I love you so much, Y/N, and every day I regret not telling you that sooner. So, if you’ll let me, I want to make it up to you.” She mumbled when you pulled back to catch your breath. You panted, your chest rising up and down as you admired her in full glory. You weren’t able to take notice of her clothing when you were too busy registering that she was actually here and it wasn't just a dream. But seeing her in the camo pants adorned by a buckled belt and a dark green shirt made you feel things you’ve never felt before she came into your life.
Her hands found their way to the back of your thighs as she lifted you into her hold, your wandering hands stopping at the biceps that flexed under her shirt. You could feel a small tint in her pants and bit your lip as you shuttered. Your hands traveled to the back of her neck as you played with the baby hairs, feeling goosebumps rise to the surface of her soft skin.
“May I?” She walked further into your cheap apartment, and you suddenly felt ashamed at the state of the place. It showed off your struggles in payment, but hidden under that, it showed the reason you were able to meet what you hoped would be the love of your life.
“You may.”
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The Beast of my Dreams
Chapter 3.
Word count: 3250
TW 18+: dry humping, dirty talk, fingering, cursing, praise, brief anal play(over clothing)
A/N: enjoy
Natasha walks her back to the dorm building. She stays close but keeps her hands in her jacket pocket. Y/N steals looks at her. Clothes cover most of her skin, but a strip of skin on her neck is visible beneath her undercut. Dark red ink swirls from the collar of her shirt and licks toward her hairline. Y/N tries to imagine the rest of the tattoo, and she decides it covers Natasha's whole back. She can't guess at the design from the few strands she can see, but she knows she'll wonder about it later.
"Do you live on campus?" Y/N asks after a few minutes of silence.
"Slightly off," Natasha says. "Walking distance though. I live with my family."
"Oh, that's nice." Y/N always tries to keep the sadness out of her voice when she talks about family, but apparently she doesn't succeed this time.
"Are you not close with yours?"
"Not really. No siblings, Dad bounced a while ago, and Mom... You know how moms are."
Natasha smiles sympathetically, but Y/N can tell she doesn't empathize personally. They arrive at the front door of Y/N's building. She turns to Natasha. "Well, thanks for the rescue. I really appreciate it."
"Anytime at all," Natasha says quietly.
The security light sparks gold to life in her green eyes. They're pretty.
"Do you want to come up?" Y/N asks suddenly. "My roommate might be home, but we could...watch a show or something. I've got ice cream."
Natasha smiles. "I'm lactose intolerant."
"Ah." Y/N's heart sinks a little.
"But I've got nothing going on tonight."
Y/N smiles. "Really? Awesome."
The elevator ride to the sixth floor is quiet. Y/N's mind is solidly on MJ's advice and wondering what Natasha's hands look like. She wishes she'd take them out of her pockets. And the tattoo on her back... Excitement curls through Y/N's belly.
Natasha's definitely into girls. The way she dresses and walks and how she put those guys in their place like they were nothing. There's no way she's straight. Y/N peeks at her without turning her head. Natasha watches the numbers climb on the little LED screen.
She doesn't fidget or rock on her feet. Just standing stock still with her hands in her jacket and her jaw set. The elevator dings, and Natasha waits for Y/N to leave first.
"Thanks," Y/N says, feeling stupid for it right after. It's not like she pulled her chair out for her. She just doesn't know where Y/N's dorm is and couldn't reasonably take the lead. Y/N hurries to her room and unlocks it, peeking in and smiling when she sees Peggy isn't home. She must be out with her boyfriend, and it's early, so they probably have a few hours.
"Come on in," she says. She closes and locks the door after Natasha is inside. Natasha evaluates the dorm silently.
"It's not much," Y/N offers. "But here..." She pulls the extra pillows she keeps stored under her bed and props them in the corner of her wall, making a cozy little couch situation. "You can leave your shoes and jacket there, if you'd like. I need to pee, but make yourself comfortable! Snacks in the fridge." Y/N hurries into the bathroom. She pulls her hoodie off. Her outfit is limited to what she has on her, since Peggy has a strict rule about no clothes in the bathroom. She has a toilet and mirror to work with. She leaves the hoodie on the back of the toilet and evaluates her outfit.
Jeans, red long-sleeved flannel, and a ponytail. She yanks the ponytail holder and fluffs her hair. She washed it last night, so it looks...fine. She rolls the sleeves of her flannel to her elbows, undoes the top two buttons, then undoes the bottom few to tie it in a knot above her navel. It looks a little try-hard, but for all Natasha knows, she was wearing it like this under her hoodie the whole time. She looks cute. She uses the toilet while she's in there, then heads out and hurriedly washes her hands in the kitchen sink. She dries them thoroughly then turns to find Natasha relaxed on her bed.
She took off her boots and jacket, leaving her in a skintight black t-shirt with sleeves curling on the edges because her biceps are so thick. Y/N gulps. Natasha is wearing gray joggers, and they're set low on her hips, exposing a strip of toned abs and the band of gray Calvin Klein underwear.
"Oh, hey!" Y/N says. She unbuttons her flannel two more down to expose her sports bra. "We match."
Natasha's eyes track slowly down from Y/N's eyes to her chest. "Look at that." Y/N smiles and leaves her shirt unbuttoned. She bends to pull her laptop from under the bed, where she keeps everything, and climbs in next to Natasha.
"You wearing jeans in bed?" Natasha asks. "I can barely wear them walking around."
"You're so right. Do you mind if I...?" Y/N drops one hand to her jeans hem.
"Your house, babe," Natasha says.
Y/N turns her head to hide the blush at being called "babe" by a hot dyke. She tugs off her jeans like it's a totally casual thing she does with near-strangers all the time. "Whew," she says, "that's better."
Natasha scoots a few inches over to allow Y/N room to stretch out beside her. They rest their backs against her pillow corner, and Y/N plops the never-used ironing board attached to her wall down to hold the laptop. It was already installed when she moved in, and it makes a great Netflix desk. It hovers a foot above their laps, trapping them in together like babies in a double highchair.
"What kinda stuff are you into?" Y/N asks. She glances at Natasha. Natasha's face is only a few inches from hers, and her eyes are moving around Y/N's torso and neck before locking with her gaze.
"Whatever you're into," Natasha says.
Y/N's stomach flips. "Okay..." She clears her throat and hits "shuffle" on her Netflix profile.
A quiet period drama she's never seen starts playing. It seems pretty benign and not particularly interesting, which is exactly what she was hoping for. Y/N tries to look casual, but every inch of her body is on fire and acutely aware of every small move Natasha makes beside her. Natasha shifts her hips and chuckles.
"Ow."
"You okay?" Y/N asks quickly.
"Small bed," Natasha offers. She bops her head gently against the wall as an example of the close quarters and smiles.
"Oh, I'm sorry," Y/N says, immediately insecure that she's being pushy and weird. "I can um, I can move to my roommate's bed, or—" Natasha moves one arm behind Y/N's back and one under her knees. She pulls her into her lap. It's not as obscene as it could have been, because Natasha has a pillow over her thighs, so there's a buffer between her crotch and Y/N's ass. Tragically.
"Oh," Y/N breathes.
"Yeah, this works." Natasha watches her face carefully as she pulls the blanket from her knees and up around Y/N's shoulders.
"Are you still cold?" she whispers.
Y/N's entire body is flush as she turns her head back to the laptop. "No, ma'am." Natasha's arms tuck Y/N close to her chest, and she rests her chin on her shoulder near her neck. Y/N can feel her exhale, and her skin prickles everywhere it touches.
They pretend to watch the show, but every ounce of Y/N's attention is on Natasha's right hand tracing slow circles on her hipbone. It seems like an innocent caress at first, but the longer it goes on, the more Y/N's mind transforms it into something incredibly suggestive.
Natasha's finger catches the band of her underwear and Y/N inhales sharply. Natasha's hand immediately retreats.
"I'm sorry," she says. "I just... Sorry if I misread something."
Y/N twists to catch Natasha's mouth in a kiss. Her landing was abrupt, but she softens and slows to give Natasha time to adjust. Am I really doing this? Y/N's not sure how seriously she's taking the alleged curse, but she's always wished she was more daring with women.
Men are so easy, but Y/N can count the number of women she's initiated a kiss with on one hand. Natasha exhales and relaxes back into the pillow, gathering Y/N into both arms. It starts tame, polite and close-mouthed. Then Natasha's lips part to lick along Y/N's.
Y/N opens her mouth to give Natasha access. She feels her smile. Natasha's tongue gently slips inside until it touches Y/N's. Y/N loses track of lips and tongues and forgets where she is until Natasha's teeth trap her bottom lip. Y/N moans.
"That okay?" Natasha whispers.
"That's so okay," Y/N says.
She flips around to face Natasha with her legs around her hips. She wraps a hand around Natasha's neck and jaw to pull her face toward her. Natasha's pupils go dark, and she kisses Y/N. Hard. Y/N whimpers and quietly rocks her hips, trying to find some friction against the pillow to satiate the burning need that's been growing between her legs since they got back to the dorm. She's never been so attracted to anyone this quickly.
Natasha has something that's driving her insane, and she needs more, now. The pillow is soft, giving her nearly no satisfaction. She reaches behind her to pull it away, but Natasha's quicker. She slides down a little further so she can pull Y/N against the trunk of her midsection. Her abs feel even harder than they look. With just her underwear separating them, Y/N purrs at the sensation of warmth from Natasha's body against her clit.
She grinds unabashedly. Natasha's fingers curl roughly into her hips, dragging her harder. She bucks her body in time with Y/N's movement. "Oh, shit..." Y/N's thoughts go hazy. She has a death grip on Natasha's shoulders, and she's sliding as hard as she can up and down her flexed belly. It feels better than any sex she can remember having. Natasha makes her head swim. One of Natasha's hands stays firmly on Y/N's hip, but the other moves to grip an ass cheek.
"Yeah, baby," Y/N whispers. "That feels so good."
Natasha seems to take that as an invitation and moves her hand down Y/N's crack to press her fingers against her asshole. She doesn't push inside, she just applies a delicious pressure outside of her panties that makes Y/N buck even wilder.
"Are you going to cum on me like that, Y/N?" Natasha asks.
"Do you want me to?" Y/N pants.
"Yes."
"Tell me. Tell me to do it."
"Mmm." Natasha tightens her grip on her hip and increases the pressure she's putting on Y/N's ass.
"Harder." Y/N doesn't need to be told twice. She grinds harder and whimpers.
"Good girl," Natasha mutters in her ear. "That's a good girl."
Y/N bites her lip. She's panting fast from the exertion and excitement, and her legs shake.
"Cum for me," Natasha whispers. "I want to feel it."
Y/N gasps and orgasms immediately. It rips through her whole body, from her scalp to her spasming pussy. Natasha must be able to feel it, because she groans and presses her hand against everything she can reach without moving Y/N's underwear. She keeps her grip hard there until Y/N calms down and rests against Natasha. Natasha releases Y/N's hip and brushes her hair behind her ear.
"Very, very good girl," she whispers.
Y/N shudders with pleasure and kisses Natasha's shoulder. With her demanding need met, an awkwardness creeps into her consciousness. She just humped a stranger's abs and came on her. She notices how wet she is now, and Natasha is definitely slick with her. That's an embarrassing thing to do, right? Natasha doesn't seem to think so. She's nuzzling her face from Y/N's shoulder into her hair and back.
"Can I touch you?" Natasha asks.
"You can do literally anything you want to me," Y/N says, out of breath.
"Turn over." Natasha's voice is firm, but not rough.
Y/N doesn't mind obeying. In fact, she's happy to. She didn't realize how much she enjoys being told what to do. This is kind of new. She turns over again, struggling on shaking legs, settling onto the pillow in Natasha's lap. She thinks about pulling it out again, but Natasha's already pinned her down with a hard arm across her hips. Y/N leans back against her chest contentedly, dropping her head to rest against Natasha's shoulder.
"Do your worst," she says, completely comfortable and trusting with this stranger.
Natasha keeps an arm around her hips, leaving her other hand free to rub across Y/N's thighs. She makes gentle routes up the outside of her thigh, down the inside, crushingly skipping her pussy, slipping around to squeeze her ass. Y/N hums contentedly, loving the feeling of surrendering control to this incredibly attractive woman.
This feels like a scenario she would dream up. Natasha pulls the blanket over Y/N, then tugs the buttons of her flannel until it's fully opened. She runs her hands over Y/N's midsection, up to her bra. She doesn't move it or take it off, opting to grab her gently over the thin material.
Y/N's nipples are hard as soon as she touches them. When Natasha feels how quickly they respond to her, she growls. Y/N giggles. "Was that a growl?" Natasha bites gently at her earlobe and Y/N's eyes flutter closed. She presses her back harder into Natasha's chest. Natasha's hand grabs her whole pussy over her underwear and Y/N gasps, then moans so Natasha knows it's a good gasp.
She pushes her hips up to get more friction against her palm. Natasha's hand slips under the band, and her fingers are gentle in their exploration. She pets Y/N's soft curls, which are sopping wet, alternating between gentle tickles with her fingertips and rough grabs of the whole situation.
Y/N rocks her hips again, silently begging to be fucked, but she's enjoying Natasha following her whims too much to request anything different. She doesn't have to wait long, though. Natash parts her pussy lips with her middle finger and runs along the length of it, dipping inside once to wet her finger and back out to rub circles on her clit.
"Ohh," Y/N breathes. "Oh, you're good at that." Natasha releases Y/N's hip, dragging that hand up her middle, between her breasts, to wrap her throat. Her right hand moves from Y/N's clit to push three fingers inside her. She gasps.
"You like that?" Natasha asks. Y/N nods hard. "Fuck my hand," she commands.
Y/N braces her palms on Y/N's hips and pushes her hips up obediently. She finds a rhythm and winds her hips in circles as she slams into Natasha's fingers.
"Fuck," Y/N whispers. "Fuck, fuck, fuck, that's so good."
Natasha pulls her closer, biting her shoulder and keeping her free hand wrapped around Y/N's throat. Y/N is thrilled to realize that Natasha's legs have spread further, and she's fucking the pillow. Y/N wishes the pillow wasn't there so she could feel Natasha against her ass and inside of her at the same time.
That thought makes her groan loudly, and she bounces against Natasha's fingers harder. They're so thick, and she can feel her orgasm already growing again. She grabs Natasha's wrist with one hand to push her in as far as she'll go, her eyes rolling back in her head at how long they are. She's fucked men with shorter penises. God, this feels amazing.
Natasha's panting just as loudly. "Good girl," she moans. "Good girl. Come on now."
Y/N knows what Natasha wants, so she slams her hips harder, pulling Natasha's fingers all the way inside with each thrust so she can rub her clit against the heel of Natasha's hand. Natasha jerks her hips harder too, then finally releases her grip on Y/N's throat to tap her middle and ring fingers against her mouth. Y/N opens her lips and sucks the fingers in. Natasha pushes them to the back of her tongue, and Y/N eagerly opens her throat. When Natasha growls and grinds harder at the first choking noise, Y/N takes the fingers deeper and gags again. Natasha fucks her with both hands, and Y/N gets closer with every choke.
"That's my good girl," Natasha whispers so quietly it's almost imperceptible over Y/N's moans.
Her pussy clenches on Natasha's fingers, and Natasha pushes all the way inside, gripping onto her with her other fingers, like she needs to hold herself inside or she'll die. Y/N's back arches, and Natasha slides her fingers from her mouth so Y/N can moan.
"Oh, my God! FUCK!" She arches harder as her orgasm rattles her body.
Natasha grunts and shudders, gripping Y/N's hips with both arms and thrusting against her, hard, three more times before she relaxes. "Did you just—" Y/N starts, then stops. Natasha clearly came. Y/N smiles and flips over to straddle Natasha's hips. The stupid pillow is still in the way, so she reaches down to pull it out, but Natasha grabs her chin and pulls her into a long, gentle kiss. Y/N forgets where she is again. Natasha shudders a long inhale.
"Mmm." She pulls from the kiss and looks at Y/N. "You're fun."
"You're fun, what the fuck." Y/N chuckles. "I thought you were weird and creepy when I saw you in class. I mean—" Natasha narrows her eyes, then grips Y/N's chin and pushes three fingers into her mouth. The three that were just inside of Y/N's cunt. Y/N's heart thrums with excitement. She keeps eye contact with Natasha as she runs her tongue thoroughly over and between each digit, sucking contentedly as she cleans up her own mess. Then she pushes Natasha's hand in further, opening her throat to take the fingers as far down as they can go. Her throat constricts, and she gags until her eyes water. Natasha watches her with a slight smile tugging at the corner of her mouth. Y/N sucks hard as she pulls Natasha's hand back out. Natasha's pupils are dilated again, and she swallows.
"Anything else you'd like from me?" Y/N whispers.
Keys rattle outside the door, and it's opening before they can react. Y/N slides between Natasha and the wall, tugging the blanket up around her shoulders. Peggy walks in and rolls her eyes as soon as she sees them.
"Y/N. Communal space."
"I was just leaving," Natasha says. She slips from the blanket without uncovering Y/N. She grabs her jacket and wraps it around her waist before tugging on her boots. She leaves without tying them, and without a goodbye.
Y/N watches the closed door. Fuck.
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can you please write daddy nat just fucking reader into oblivion everywhere 😩
daddy nat would fuck you brainless in every corner of the house at every hour, especially if she has you on a breeding schedule. you’re busy? who cares, she needs to have her balls deep in you. strong hands throw everything off the surface and starts to pistol into you. around the house you’re always in only baby pink panties, she obviously picked them up for you, one of her large shirt too big for you in order to reach your breasts easily.
do you think that’s all it? no. daddy nat clearly has to try every damn spot to fuck you dumb. it doesn’t matter anymore where, her main goal is to breed you and claim her holes: the kitchen, the bathroom, the bedroom, the living room, the pool, the backyard, the floor, once also in the garage and so on and on.
her favourite place you wonder? the bed. why? rather than be comfortable for both of you, she can pin you down and fucking you raw like an animal and breeding you into a mating press. however, her favourite spot is also by the window. she pins you there and fucks you into the oblivion so everyone can see how a slut you are. thick cock in your tiny pussy, white cream drooling out your thighs and tits jiggling into her hold. you belong to her and she’s much happily to show everyone.
daddy nat clearly doesn’t stop at every corner of the house. she’s obsessed with car sex. having her cock deep in your throat as she drives is her guilty pleasure. having you seated on the passenger seat like a princess while her free hand pump into your tight hole, throwing you in the backseat to watch you jump on her cock or even pinning you down to pistoling into your cunt.
the car isn’t her limit either. she fucked you dumb once also into a changing room at the store. it was breeding time and god forbid her if she miss it, it was necessary she said. she made you seat on her lap facing the big mirror to force to look you reflex at how good you take her massive cock, how your only job is to please her and how much of a cock whore you are for her. her hand sadly was on your mouth, but let’s just say that the skin slapping and she squelching sound of your pussy and her dick meeting, let you have a consumer complaint either way.
your daddy thought it was a waist to not let you scream her name at that point, she definitely will come back to give everyone a show next time. and you didn’t even say a word, why wouldn’t you? in the end you’re always happy to be stuffed full everywhere from your daddy.
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Young, and dumb
Step sister!Natasha Romanoff x Bimbo!reader
Warnings: Nat has a dick, top!nat, sub!reader, stepcest, kind of the plot of a stereotypical porno lol, oral (N Recieving)
Summary: You walk in on Natasha
Natasha knows not to look at you in any other way than a step sister. But, she can’t help it when you walk around in short skirts and low cut tops exposing your cleavage. The way you wear only a bikini top and short shorts in the summer. She can’t ignore the fact you make her hard.
It’s not fucking fair. Why did her dad have to marry your mom? Now it’s forbidden to look at you in any other way. But she’s stopped caring.
She knows you look at her too. Especially when she’s working out in nothing but her shorts and muscle tanks. She knows you lick your lips at her crotch because you can clearly see she’s packing.
And now she lays down on her bed, cock in hand as she strokes it, using her precum as lube. She’s alone, or so she thinks.
Natasha was interrupted when you walked into her room. “Natty? Have you seen my-“ you cut yourself off when you saw the view in front of you. Your step sibling with her large, hard, cock in her hand, her drawstring shorts hanging low on her hips, her abs on perfect display.
Nat quickly went to cover her cock with a pillow, sitting up straight. “Shit, I didn’t know you were home.”
Your pussy was dampening from the sight. “No, it’s ok. I was just wondering if you’ve seen my new bikini? I was supposed to go to Wanda’s later today to go swimming.”
Thoughts of you in that bikini swarmed her mind. “No, I haven’t seen it anywhere.”
“Alright. Hey, are you ok?”
The redheads eyes widened. “Uh, yeah, why wouldn’t I be?”
“Because I walked in on you jerking off. Im sorry.” Your apology was so genuine.
“No, it’s ok. I’m fine.” She tried to not look you up and down. You wearing short denim shorts and a tight blue tank top that showed off your curves perfectly. And the trashy Smokey eye you wore that she desperately wanted to ruin.
“It’s not. Your cock is still hard. I gave you blue balls! I have to fix it!” You we’re rushing over to her bed in an instant, crawling up towards her legs.
“No, no. You really don’t have to.”
You took the pillow off and wrapped your hand around her cock. “No, I should. Since it’s my fault.” And you licked it up, lightly giving kitten licks to the head, before sinking your mouth down her length.
“Fuck.” She hissed, bucking her hips into your mouth.
“Where’d you learn to suck like this? Fucking hell.” You bobbed your head up and down, wetting it with your saliva.
You took her dick out of your mouth with a loud pop, and smiled. “I love to suck dick.”
“Yeah? You love sucking dick? Then keep going. Make me cum.” And so, you continued to suck her off. Her hand gripped your hair harder and harder as she came closer and closer to the edge.
“Oh fuck baby. Come on, make me cum like a good girl.”
You gagged, choked, and spit on her cock and she released her load down your throat. “Ohhhh fuck. Fucking yes. So pretty, swallow that cum babe.” And like the good girl you were, you swallowed all her cum.
You looked up and her and smiled, “I’ve always wanted to do that.”
“Yeah? Well I’ve always wanted my dick sucked by a sexy little thing like you. Now give me that pussy.”
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Omega Pt. 1 [Natasha]
Summary : You’re in heat and the only Alpha there is Natasha, you’ve been wanting and in love with, so was Natasha
Pairing : Alpha!Natasha Romanoff x Omega!Fem!Reader
Warnings : Knotting, Unprotected sex (p and v), use and mention of sex toys, Alpha Natasha, Omega Reader, Possessive Natasha, Creampie, Cockwarming [Let me know if I missed something]
Word Counts : 1572
A/N : This one is kinda shitty, since I'm new to the omegaverse and still wrapping up with the plot, so spare with me😬
⚠️18+ Minors DNI, read at your own risk
{OMEGA PT. 2}
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I huff on my bed, clearly uncomfortable and not satisfied, my body is full of sweat and the irritation feeling in my core didn't help from my situation
Well this morning, I woke up feeling my heat began and when my heat hit me I suffered from the pain in my lower abdomen and irritation cause I'm an unmated Omega
I lived in the woods near the lake. I only go down town if I need something like groceries so never meet the Alpha I need, plus this is my choice too
I heard a lot from not only my friends that most of the Alphas treated Omegas shit so I chose to live here since I was 17 but I know and I can feel that I'm not whole there's something missing and that's an Alpha
My friends tried to help me find an Alpha but they all turn into just a random stranger who's not gonna treat me well and sometimes I'm falling into their trap, I mean I can't blame myself, I'm an Omega, an unmated Omega
"AAA GRR " I groan, taking out the faux cock out of my pussy
"Need an Alpha" I whine and stand up and go to my laundry basket to get my Alpha friend hoodie, it's Alpha I've been wanting too, for her to claim me, mate me and knot me
I put it on then go back to bed, straddling one of my pillows and humping it, trying to satisfy myself by my pillow and smelling the scene of an Alpha
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NATASHA
I get out of the compound to unwind my mind. They are so annoying, well they are always but today they are being extra annoying today and I need a break
Tony just broke my widow bites, Sam and Bucky running around the compound and shouting at each other, and thank god that Steve, Wanda, Vision and Bruce just minding their own business quietly and Client is in his family
I was running in the woods for 30 minutes now, since the woods is the most peaceful and quiet place to run with, so I went there
But I stop when I smell a strong scent of cinnamon roll scent and a mixture of a burned coffee bean and scent where one person I know who had a scent like that, and it's calling for an Alpha
I growl and follow where it is coming from and I can't help but to find it and claim that Omega, and it leads me to this house near the lake and the more I come close the stronger it gets
And smelling it makes me rock hard, I growl debating if I should come or just leave it alone, but I hold myself for a minute looking around to see if there's an Alpha, maybe this Omega already mated and just calling for her Alpha
But minutes passed and no Alpha came, so I started to walk towards the cabin, open the door and go up where the Omega are
"Mmhhhhhh" I heard her purr and I can't help it anymore, she's producing strong pheromones calling a nearby Alpha
I open the door and see her sweaty half naked body humping one of the pillows while some toys are laying on her bed too and I wasn't surprised to see Y/N, I mean from the moment I smell her scent I know it's her and to add she's wearing my hoodie
"Oh princess" I whisper with dominance and she looks over her shoulder with her half closed eyes with pain
"Natasha?" she purr stopping her movements, I release my pheromones to relax her and cover her with my scent
"Mhhh Tasha" she purrs slowly, humping the pillow again and her eyes lock with mine, pleading for something
"It's ok, princess I'm here now, tell me what you want" I husked, coming closer to her and she whined more
"Tasha....please" a tear ran down her eyes, I released more pheromones and rested my hand on her waist rubbing it when I got behind her
"Tell me what you need, Omega" I husked in her ear, smelling her
"You....mmhhhh need you" she whined leaning back on my front and I grip her waist hard and start to kiss her neck
"You already have me, princess" then I move my hands down to her hips, pull it to my crotch and hump her ass
"Need you Alpha, please.........need your cock....mhh yo-your knot...please" she rested her hand above mine and threw her head back
"Please.....Alpha need you" she whines and I start to suck her neck and my right hand goes up under my hoodie she's wearing and massage her breast
Then I suck on her scent glands at the bottom of her right neck, she purr wiggling her ass that rubs to my cloth crotch so I take her chin to face me and kiss her lips
I lift the hoodie up over her head leaving her naked in front of me and she hums on the kiss when I start to massage her breast
We make out and my hands are roaming around her body until my hand cups her hot wet sticky cunt, I growl in her neck and she moans, holding my wrist and squeezing it
"Please....need you Alpha" I growl and quickly discard my clothes and lay her flat on her back in her bed, looking down at her and admiring her body.
"Please..." she cried so I quickly leaned down and captured her lips while running my member on her wet slick, lubricating my member to enter her
"You need my dick, Omega? my knot huh?" I whisper in her neck and nip the shell of it, she moans and nodded frantically
"Yes yes, please....need your cock so bad, need your knot" she moaned so I didn't waste any minute and line up my cock and we both moaned when I finally entered her and slowly pushed in at how tight she is
"Ohh fuck, you're tight, Omega" I moana nd she start to scratch my back with her nails
"So....big" she moan on my ear and this makes me want to fuck the shit out of her but I stop myself, wanting to give her time to accommodate my length and girth
All I want is to make her comfortable and good. I needed to make sure that I, satisfied and protected my Omega, mine
"Move a little faster....please Alpha" she moaned so I picked up the pace a little, letting her enjoy this moment
"Fuck" I growl, wanting to fuck her harder so I look at her face, it's all written with pleasure, enjoying how I fuck her to I pick up the pace a little and she moan louder
"Fuck, so tight" I moan and start to leave my marks all over her neck while her back arch and holding on my back and shoulder, like their life depends on it
"Mine, mine, mine" I keep chanting picking up the pace and fucking her in an inhuman speed and I can't help to release more pheromones, covering her with my scent while I can smell how arouse she is
"Yes... yours...fuck please......I'm cumming......I'm only yours, my Alpha" she whisper moan, her legs starting to shake and her eyes shut tightly
"Fuck....my Omega...mine only.....mine" I groan feeling myself at one trust, two and three and my knot form at the base of my cock, it's so large that it hardly fit on her sweat tiny tight cunt
"Mmhhhh.......Please Alpha, knot me....mate me.....claim me" she moaned and kept chanting 'my Alpha'
"My Omega...gonna claim my Omega and fill her up with my pups....you want that, Omega?" I whisper moan, keep thrusting
"Yes, yes please Alpha, fill me up with your pups" she moaned so I started to lick her scent gland
"Gonna pump you full with my pups, making sure you're pretty swollen and round with my pups" I whisper, turn her around and with one more one trust I finally tuck my knot inside her and make sure to lock it
"Please...." with that she cum hard so I bite in her scent gland, claiming her and hump her ass, cumming inside her, painting her walls white with my seed
She purr at it, fisting the pillow, making her knuckles turn while and when I secure my knot inside her I stop and lick the fresh wound in her scent gland, feeling the bond forming, I can feel her, scent her more
She turns her head to look at me and bite down on my scent gland too, making me moan and release inside her again and when she's done she licks the blood out and lays down in the bed with closed eyes
I can feel her and I know that I have to protect and make sure she is safe and comfortable, she's my Omega, my only Omega and I'll be her only Alpha
"Mmhhh, my Omega" I purr, changing our position into a spooning position, she groans at the movement and clench around my knot and I groan at it
"Shhh.....it's ok Omega, shhh" I coat and tuck ourselves in the blanket and put my arm protectively around her and pull her back in my front and tuck my head on her neck, smelling her
"My Alpha, mine" she whispers so I hum kissing her cheeks
"My Omega, my sweet sweet Omega...shhh, sleep darling, I'll be here when you wake up" I whisper, combing her hair and I can feel this make her lure in sleep, relaxing her so I keep doing it until she falls asleep in my embrace.
"I love you, my Omega" I purr and join her in her deep slumber
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Oh, waking up with Natasha in the morning. She’s a wearing a grey sports bra and tight briefs, perfectly showing off every curve of her cock. As she gets up she reveals her muscled thick ass and beefy back. She’d turn around with a lopsided grin and ask you what you wanted for breakfast. Using her Russian tongue of endearment to make you swoon. Even sometimes she’ll walk around like that for the rest of the day. You’d get a front row seat to her work out, watching the sweat ride down her rock hard abs and big squishy thighs. When she comes out of the shower, she’s completely bare. Her flaccid cock and balls on display as you press her body up against her, feeling her cock harden.
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