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[marvelnatr]

Bunny girl

Warnings: Sub!Wanda, Dom!Reader, choking, hair pulling, breeding kink, mocking, praise, forced submission, strap on use, face fucking, mommy kink

18+ Minors DNI and MEN DNI

Wanda sat in her bed under your desk, quietly reading her book as you typed away at your computer. Countless files to search through which took up hours upon end. The time always seemed to go by fast unless Wanda was needy. By this point she was. Her hands pulled at your jeans, fistfulls of the fabric between her knuckles as she whined “I’m bored mommy”, Scooting back in your chair you looked down at her “I’m working darling girl, go get yourself a glass of water”. Pushing the chair back more you gave her space to pass, the only response you received caught you a little off guard “no!”. Your eyes shot down to her as she watched you. A smug look painted across her face, proud of the defiance that flew from her mouth. Kissing your teeth you watched her “what did you just say to me little girl?”. Getting up from her place she stood up to you, repeating her mistake “no.”

Nodding you stood, your face inches away from hers as you wrapped your hand around her throat. A small sharp inhale fell past her lips at the newfound pressure around her neck. Speaking calm and collected you watched her eyes “get your ass up and get a glass of water. Now.”. Wanda spoke again, more attitude lacing her voice “make me”. Before you could answer the phone rang, one of your coworkers names lit up the screen. “Dammit” you mumbled as you picked up the phone and answered, beginning the conversation. Wanda began to silently mock you, making exaggerated facial expressions and mouthing the words. Your eyes watched her, burrowing holes in the back of her skull. Silently trying to tell her to knock it off. Reaching your hand to her two of your fingers found their entrance to her mouth. Wanda tightened her jaw, restricting the access and using her hand to continue the mocking. Making it into the shape of a mouth. Fingers dug into her jaw, nails making crescent moon shapes in her skin. It only took a few seconds of the heavy pressure for her to open her mouth, quickly sticking your fingers into her mouth and pushing down on her tongue.

Wadna’s teeth began to sink into your fingers, pulling the phone away you muted “don’t you dare bite me bunny”. As if on que Wanda bit down. Not hard but just enough for it to hurt. Pulling your fingers from her mouth you shook your hand, trying to shake off the pain she’d just inflicted. Glaring at her you growled lowly “is that what you wanna do baby? Bite your mommy?”. Wanda began laughing as your eyebrow raised “oh? You think this is funny don’t you?”. Nodding she continued to giggle as you glared at her “get back under my desk. Now”. Happily she went back to her place, probably believing she escaped having to get water. You made one handed work of unbuckling your belt and pulling out the strap you’ve been wearing all day while answering your coworker.

Just before Wanda could get settled you hooked your finger in the loop of her collar, pulling her back to you. Holding the back of her head and guiding her to your strap. Plump pink lips wrapped around the faux cock as she began to suck. You snapped your fingers as a reminder to keep her eyes on you. Putting the phone on speaker you muted once again “that’s it bunny, put that pretty little fucking mouth to better use”. Holding the back of her head and grabbing a handful of her hair you guided her head along the toys shaft. Unmuting yourself seconds later and talking to your coworker while beginning to fuck Wandas pretty little face.

Quiet gagging sounds could be heard below you. Wanda’s tongue sat flat against her chin, spit dripping between her spread thighs onto the floor. Tears pricked her green eyes as she looked up at you, the needy look causing you to swallow a groan. She always looked so pretty like this. All dumb and obedient. After an hour her jaw grew sore. Every so often she whimpered, receiving a tug on her hair in return as a warning to stop, to which she took.

A grueling two hours later you ended the call. Wadna’s jaw was sore, her muscles aching and her throat sore from the faux cock being in her mouth. Smiling down at her you held her jaw up, saliva dipping down her chin as she breathed deep. Rubbing her jawline with your thumb you whispered “so pretty, so fucking pretty”. A blush crept over her cheeks as you ran your hand from her jaw down to her throat. The leather collar she wore was snug around her neck. Hooking your finger in the loop of her martingale collar you tugged gently, causing the slip to tighten around her neck, choking her slightly as you ordered “stand up. Bend over the desk. Spread your legs for me.” The sensation of the collar choking her was more then enough motivation to get her to follow your order. In mere seconds Wanda was on her feet and bending herself over your work desk. Chuckling softly you spanked her ass “listening now are we?”. Scoffing slightly Wanda began to stand, getting ready to protest, only for your hand you push down between her shoulder blades. Effectively pinning her to the cold wood beneath her. Leaning over her your strap rubbed against her sopping cunt. Small whimpers fell from her mouth as you growled “I did not tell you to get up. You stay still. Understand bunny?”. Wandas breath hitched as she nodded, quietly whispering “y-yes mommy”. Running your hand down her back you praised while grabbing the faux cock in your hand, running the tip gently through her folds “atta girl”

Blushing she swallowed thick, a small breathy moan leaving her lips at the sensation you were giving her. Your pupils blown at the sight of her arousal coating the tip of your strap. You needed to be inside her. Needed to see the way her eyes rolled back at the feeling of your cock inside her. Gripping her hip with one hand you slipped into her. Giving her your full length in one move. A loud moan echoed throughout the room followed by a string of obscenities “f-fuck mommy that’s tight. s-shit please it’s too tight”. Rubbing her hip you cooed, slightly mocking her “too tight? I don’t think it is baby. I know you can take more than that” whimpers and more protests fell from her mouth. Quickly you became fed up, landing a harsh smack on her ass and growling “shut the fuck up and take it”. Yelping she squirmed from the stinging sensation on her ass. Moaning louder and louder as you began to thrust in and out of her cunt “good girl. You take what I’m giving you”. Moaning wanda nodded, gripping the end of the desk “y-yes mommy thank you”. Nodding you gripped her shoulder, fucking up into her “that’s my good bunny, mommy knows what’s best. You’re just too fucking stupid to think for yourself aren’t you”. The only response you received was a whimper. Not nearly what you hoped and slightly disappointed as Wanda knows how much you hate repeating yourself. Harshly thrusting into her you growled “I asked you a question bunny girl”. Squeaking she quickly spoke up, coming back to earth for a moment as she whined “y-yes mommy, y-you know what’s best for me”

Humming you kept fucking into her. Arousal dripping onto the floor below her as tears of pleasure fell on the desk. She looked so fucking pretty like this. A red tint over her cheeks as she drooled and panted. White knuckles gripped the desk as you brushed the faux cock against her cervix. The dildo hitting that sweet spot in Wanda that made her lose control. Smacking her ass you belittled her “my poor little bunny. Why are you crying? Do you not like what I’m giving you?”. A panicked Wanda squealed “n-no! I love it please”. Chuckling you mocked again “of course you fucking do, you’re such a slut for me”. Wanda’s eyes rolled back and tightened around your cock, her walls attempting to restrict your thrusts as you fucked her harder. Cries fell from her mouth “p-please, it’s too tight mommy”. Landing a harsh smack on her ass you chuckled “does it look like I care baby? You take what I’m giving you. Don’t be fucking ungrateful”. Moaning louder Wanda begged “p-please mommy, p-please let me cum please”. Thrusting into her and bottoming out you groaned “cum for me bunny, cum all over my cock”. Wanda came all over you as her legs shook. Her breathing was shallow and uneven as strands of hair stuck to her sweaty neck. The outline of your handprint still clearly visible on her ass. As Wanda rode out her orgasm you kept fucking her though it. The movement quickly becoming overstimulating for her. But that was okay. It’s what she deserved after being a little fucking brat.

Picking up your pace again you were stopped in your tracks. The meeting you had totally forgot about was just getting it’s call in. Pulling out gently you kissed her back “you’re doing such a good job babygirl. Mommy has a meeting. Come warm mommy’s cock. And if you don’t move I’ll let you cum again”. Picking her up by her waist you sat in your chair then lowered her back on your strap. Softly moaning into your ear she laid her head down on your shoulder. Gently rubbing her back you whispered “you okay babygirl?”. Nodding she tiredly whispered “yes mommy”. Nodding you started the meeting. Wandas cum sticking to your thighs while you lazily drew shapes onto her back. You could feel her racing heartbeat begin to calm and her erratic breathing steady. She looked so adorable. Your pretty girl.

Wanda ended up falling asleep a few minutes later. That was good. She needed her rest. Wanda cockwarmed you for a good few hours. She was bound to be sore and you were prepared for that. Excited to take care of your baby.

[marvelnatr]

Mistaken 18+

MINORS DNI

Warnings: Smut, strap on use, fingering, oral r receiving, mocking, praising, spanking, dacyrphilia, sub!reader, dom!Nat, daddy kink, friends with benefits.

Background: You and Yelena are friends with benefits, you decided to spend the night at her house

Your POV:

“f-fuck what’s gotten into you? Y-You’re fucking me so much harder than usual”. My hands gripped onto my best friends shoulders. Her hips continuing to thrust into me. I had slipped into her bed a little under an hour ago. It was two am at the time and the house was pitch black. After feeling my way through the room I had pulled at her, begging her to fuck me. Moaning into the darkness of the room I leaned over her, riding her strap “s-shit youre gonna make me cum”. Her thrusts quickened as her grip on my hips tightened. The coil in my belly snapping while I screamed out “f-fuck Yel!”. My orgasm washed over me as my body shook. Immediately I felt her hips still. Her body was damn near frozen. Before I could open my mouth to ask what the problem is the light was flipped on. My eyes adjusting to the new found brightness in the room. My brain almost failed to process the person in front of me. Almost…..I fucked the wrong person.

Natasha’s emerald green eyes stared at mine as panic washed over my body. I fucked my best friends sister. Smirking at me she teased “you’re soaking my sisters bed”. Stuttering a little I began to get up, trying to collect the last bit of my dignity “I-I thought you were Yelena”. Rolling her eyes Natasha sat up on her elbows “fucking relax would you? You’d think the goddamn orgasm would loosen you up.”. My face flushed an unmistakable shade of red at the thought. The orgasm she gave me was fucking mind blowing. Watching me she sighed. Sitting herself up she placed her hand on my thigh “you’re okay, I’m sorry Y/N. I seriously thought you knew it was me”. Shaking my head no I watched her. Her hand lightly ran up and down my thigh “what can I do for your aftercare?”.

Natasha’s POV:

A small mumble fell from Y/N’s mouth, barely audible as she asked for water. Getting up I grabbed it for her and watched her. Y/N’s lips wrapped around the bottle as she drank. After a few moments of awkward silence she placed the bottle on the nightstand and watched me “what now?”, putting my hair up I whispered “well I have to change the sheets we made a mess of, and I wanna make sure you’re okay”. Nodding she played with the corner of the blanket, thinking of a response “I’m okay, just a little sore”. Smirking a bit I nodded “a good sore I assume?”. Y/N shyly nodded, a smile pulling at the corners of my lips as I helped her up “good, I’m glad. Sit here while I change the sheets okay?” Y/N nodded “okie”

By the time I finished changing the sheets Y/N had fallen asleep. Her form curled up into the chair. I’ve always liked Y/N, she just had something different about her. I gently picked her up and laid her in the bed, covering her with the blanket and turning off the lights. I decided to stay in the room and do some work while she slept. I didn’t wanna leave her but I didn’t wanna make her uncomfortable by laying in bed with her.

- Time Skip -

It had been two months since Y/N’s and I’s little encounter. On several occasions I would catch her staring at me. Studying my lips. My hands. My figure. As time went on sexual tension grew. Her eyes followed me throughout the room whatever the occasion. It was another night of Tonys parties. I swear this man throws a party for literally anything. I preferred to be behind the bar. I enjoyed making the drinks and having a barrier between me and all the other people. Y/N approached the counter. Sometime during the evening she had taken off her blazer, her maroon button up was buttoned up to all but one, revealing a bit of cleavage. “What can I get you detka?” A small smile painted her face “a rum and coke please” nodding I watched her “when have you last had water?”. Y/N’s teeth caught the bottom of her lip, her eyebrows furrowing as she thought. Sighing I put down the rum and began filling the glass with water and holding it out for her to take “if you have to think about it it’s been too long, take it”. Shaking her head she politely declined “no thank you I’m okay” tilting my head I placed the glass in front of her “I’m sorry, I didn’t know it sounded like a suggestion. Drink the water Y/N”.

After a few moments she began to drink. Taking small sips as she watched me. After drinking about half she slid the glass to me, signaling she was done. Shaking my head I nodded to it “nope. Finish it” rolling her eyes a little in annoyance she picked up the glass, downing the liquid and staring at me. Clenching my jaw I watched her “drop the attitude”. Raising her eyebrows at me she countered “make me”. A proud smirk fell along her face. Happy with her witty little comeback. I for one did not find it funny. Coming around the bar I stood in front of her. “Say it again darling”, Y/N’s eyes fell to the ground, her cheeks heating up. Grabbing her jaw I brought her chin up, a small shaky breath left her lips as I challenged her again “go on, say it again pretty girl”. Shaking her head a bit Y/N whispered “no thank you”. Nodding I narrowed my eyes at her, rubbing the side of her chin “then what do we say?”. Blushing hard she whispered “I’m sorry for being rude”. Smiling I rubbed her cheek “good girl”

I watched as she rubbed her legs together. A smirk tugging at my lips “what’s wrong darling?”. Embarrassment flooded her face as she whispered “I-I’m wet”. Nodding I rubbed her jaw “is that so? I can help you with that. I know you want it love, you cant keep your eyes off me”. Melting a little in front of me she squirmed “I-I” chuckling I held her jaw, mocking her slightly “I-I. Oh what baby? You know I’m right hm?” Nodding she whispered “p-please help me”.

Picking her up I brought her to my room, her back made contact with the bed accompanied by a small squeak. Leaning over her I watched her “are you sure Y/N?” catching her breath she nodded “p-please fuck me”. Smirking a little I rubbed her thighs “please? Are you begging pretty girl” whimpering a bit she squirmed, strained forearms reached for me, the desperation flooding her eyes “p-please don’t tease me”. Lifting her dress gently I rubbed her legs “you’re beautiful my darling, I’m going to take my time with you”. Tearing up her hips bucked “b-but”. Pulling Y/N close to me I watched her eyes “ah ah ah, I am going to take my time. Cry all you want love, I find your tears so pretty”. Her cheeks flushed red as she continued to squirm.

After a few more minutes of teasing I flipped her on her stomach. By this point her panties had come off and tears of desperation were steadily flowing. bringing my fingers back up to trace her inner thighs I smiled at her “hi pretty girl”. A whimper fell from her lips “p-please Nat” chuckling a little I teased “please what princess?”. A cry fell from her lips “p-please daddy fuck me”. A satisfied smile pulled at the corners of my mouth “daddy hm?”. Blushing red she nodded. I wrapped her hair in my fist and pulled her up flush against my chest, a small whimper escaped her throat. She sounded so pretty with the little noises she made. Gripping her neck I whispered quietly in her ear “say it again”. Gasping a little she spoke again, her voice slightly strained from the pressure on her neck “p-please daddy”. Smiling I let her back down as I landed a harsh smack to her ass, dragging out the words I used to praise her “good girl”.

My hand made its way to between her thighs. Her ass propped up from the pillow I had slid under her hips. Grabbing a handful of each of her thighs I held them open, my fingertips making small indents in her flesh. Y/N’s pussy glistened with arousal, her juices leaking from her untouched and desperate hole. Licking one long strip her taste flooded my mouth. And my fucking god she tasted divine, like strawberries. A moan escaped her lips as my mouth latched around her sensitive bud, sucking slightly as she moaned and squirmed. Digging my fingers in a little I held her still while I slid my tongue into her cunt. “f-fuck daddy”, smirking I started tongue fucking her. Y/N’s breathing quickened as she got closer to the edge. I pulled my tongue out right before she fell over it, earning another cry from her “n-no! p-please stop teasing”. Chuckling I rubbed her ass “oh detka”, Y/N’s eyebrows furrowed in frustration as she turned to get up to look at me, mu hand stopping her efforts as I pushed her back into the mattress “stay down. I didn’t tell you you could get up”. Squeaking out she squirmed “y-yes daddy” nodding I ran my fingers along her slit “good girl. Look at you, obeying commands so well”.

Before she could say thank you I pushed two of my fingers into her cunt. Her velvety walls clenched around my digits “oh my, you’re so tight detka”. Her mouth closed from her silent moan and turned into a whimper “p-please”, smiling I rubbed her thigh “don’t worry love, daddy will fix it”. Opening my fingers a little I began to stretch her out, a string of moans fell from her lips as her hips bucked up into the air from the stimulation “f-fucking hell”. Smiling I began to stroke her g-spot with my fingertips. Her soft moans quickly turning into cries and screams of pleasure “h-holy shit”, chuckling I started fucking her faster “yeah? You like that baby? You’re taking me so well”. Her walls tightened around my fingers as her breathing picked up. Strands of hair stuck to her sweaty forehead “p-please”. Leaning over her I went faster “please what darling?”. Whimpering Y/N watched me “c-cum”. Taking my thumb I rolled it over her clit “cum for me baby”

Arching her back she came hard. Her body shaking and riding through her orgasm “shhhhh good girl, you did so well”, her breathing slowed as her cum ran down my forearm, the hottest fucking thing I’ve ever seen. Gently pulling my fingers out I sucked the liquid off my fingers. Moaning at her taste as she panted under me. After a few minutes she calmed down, my hand rubbed her hip gently as I turned her over, brushing the strands of hair from her sweaty forehead “good girl princess, I’ve got you”. Pulling her small form into me I pet the side of her head and let her rest.

[marvelnatr]

Lingering love 18+

Warnings: Dom!Nat, Daddy kink, sub!reader, makeup sex, oral Natasha!receiving, strap on use, size kink, praise, a little mocking, breeding strap & kink.

I know I know. I started classes up again. But I’m getting back into the rhythm. Enjoy this smut as an apology. Not proof read!!!

Natasha’s POV:

“Y/N lets fucking go! We gotta get moving!”. I stood by the loading dock of the Quinn jet as Y/N threw her duffle in her seat beside her. She was visibly annoyed and pouting like a petulant child over the fact she had to do a mission with me. Closing the door I looked at her “look at me Y/N”. The girls eyes stayed trained to the pocket knife she was holding, fiddling with the blade and paying me no mind. Leaning over her I whispered “Y/N please, I don’t wanna be doing this anymore then you do”. I rested my hand on my ex-girlfriends arm, trying to gain a little of her attention, simply for her to shrug me off and go to her armory cabinet. Giving her the space she wanted I headed to pilot the plane.

I’m not surprised she needs space. I honestly thought I’d never see her again, she left the agency four years ago after our breakup. It was only recently Fury had the idea to bring her on this next mission. Y/N was smart and I hated to agree that we needed her expertise. We need someone who was going to always be one step in front of our target in the technological way and Y/N was the best we’d seen since Daisy. Not much about her has changed since she left. Her hair is a bit longer and she’s colder then I remember.

We were headed to Germany for the next two weeks to follow our target. He was good at covering his tracks. Phenomenal even. I put in the address to our safe house in Bremen. Of course Fury put us in the heart of one of the highest crime rated cities. Y/N had finished getting settled in and started reading her book. She used to sit up front with me, she was always mesmerized when it was clear enough to see the illuminated cities below us as we traveled. I miss those times.

- Time Skip -

Landing the Quinn jet in our private air field I turned on cloaking. Getting up and stretching after a long flight felt amazing. Glancing over at Y/N she was dead asleep with her book rested on her chest. Y/N always looked so peaceful when she’d sleep and I always hated waking her up. Sitting beside her I whispered gently “Y/N we’re here”. Shuffling away from me I sighed and placed my hand on her shoulder “Y/N wake up”. Jumping a little she woke up and stared at me. Panic flooded over her face for a second before it subsided. I watched her “I’m sorry hon I didn’t mean to scare you”. Huffing she threw the blanket off her lap and got up “you didn’t and don’t call me hon”. Nodding I watched her, rubbing my hands over my thighs before standing “alright then”.

Out of instinct I went for Y/N’s duffle bag to carry in but she stepped in front of me before I could and grabbed it, slinging the bag over her shoulder and glaring at me “I got it Natasha” nodding a bit I grabbed my own bag then headed to our safe house. After clearing the place I put my bags on the bed, the air was thick with dust as it had been a while since the safe house was used. I pointed to the window closest to Y/N “open that will you? I want air circulating through here”. An eyes roll and a huff later the window was opened, nodding I went into the bedroom, starting to place my weapons on the bed. A few seconds later I heard a grumble and a string of curse words flying from Y/N’s mouth down the hall. Leaning in view of the doorway I called out “what’s wrong?”. Looking at me she grumbled “there’s only one bed”. My eyes traveled to the bed then back to her, i didn’t mind sleeping in the same bed as her but Y/N definitely minded sleeping in the bed with me. Nodding I threw my pillows on the floor “I’ll take the floor”.

The next morning Y/N was up early. Earlier than me. Hearing the door open I grabbed my weapon, quickly turning to the door just to see Y/N standing with coffee. Rolling my eyes I put the gun back in the mid of my back while lightly scolding her “announce yourself when you walk into the house and tell me where you’re going”. Scoffing she sat at the table “no, I don’t have to listen to you. You’re not my dom”, placing down the knife on the cutting board I turned to her “stop being such a fucking smart ass. I know I’m not your dom. I’m trying to keep us safe. Do as your told”. Shutting up a bit Y/N put sugar in her coffee, stirring the cup as a silence fell over her. I mixed the peppers with the eggs and poured them into the pan “would you like an omelet Y/N?”. Seems that she had elected to ignore me as she brought her coffee to the room. Shaking my head I continued cooking.

A few minutes later I heard the door open again and rolled my eyes “for fucks sake Y/N what did I just say-“ just as I finished my sentence Y/N was in the hallway shooting at the man in our safe house “come on miss black widow fucking help me out here!” Drawing my gun I shot at the mans hand, taking him down then turning my attention to the man who had Y/N in a head lock. Running over to her I took him down as well, Y/N bent over with her hands rested on her knees to catch her breath, wheezing out “I had him”. Rolling my eyes I looked at her for a second scoffing “clearly”. Standing up she rubbed her neck “that was sarcastic” I laughed while checking my magazine and put it back in “no shit”. Y/N stepped over the body and looked at me, clearly she was annoyed. She had no right to be. I saved her ass. Still she spat “will you knock it off? I can handle myself perfectly fine”. Ignoring her I began to pull the weapons off the body “obviously you can’t” . Y/N glared at me then started to leave with gritted teeth, stomping through the house like a petulant child. I watched her, raising my eyebrows and giving her a glare “get your ass back here and help me with these bodies”

-Time skip-

Your POV:

After moving the bodies with Nat I just wanted to curl up in a ball and hide. I hated the way she still had a hold of me. The way a part of me still loved her after all these years. Getting up off the bed knocked on the door again “Natasha hurry up I really have to fucking pee”. A few seconds later the door swung open. Nat was wrapped in a towel still drying her hair with the towel. I stared at her for a minute. Inhaling the scent. She didn’t change her perfume. It’s still the same. Snapping her fingers she sang a little “earth to Y/N? Hello??”. The snapping broke me from my thoughts as I watched her “hm what?”. Natasha rolled her eyes “don’t you have to pee?”. Nodding I went passed her “right yeah. Thanks!”.

Finishing up I washed my hands and stared at myself in the mirror, unlocking the door and leaving it slightly open. Natasha came up behind me in sweatpants and a t-shirt “excuse me”, Nat reached under my arm and grabbed her tooth brush, dipping it in the water before swiping toothpaste over it and brushing her teeth. I have no fucking clue how she never made a mess of her mouth, it always baffled me. She’s so fucking pretty. She must’ve noticed me staring cause she raised her eyebrows at me “what is it Y/N?”. Clearing my throat a little I grabbed my hand towel, drying the water off my hands “nothing”. Natasha gave off her infamous smirk, folding her arms over her chest and taking the toothbrush out of her mouth. Looking up at her I tilted my head “what?”. Shaking her head she spit into the sink and rinsed her mouth, never breaking the cocky expression. I pushed her a little “why are you looking at me like that?”. Smirking at me she leaned against the counter “you’re blushing”, I felt my body heat up a little “I am not!”. Laughing nat placed her hand on my arm, teasing me and rubbing with a mocked pouted lip “mmm sure baby sure”

I felt my face heat up at the pet name and pushed her a little “oh shut up”. Laughing again she walked out of the bathroom “whatever you say hotshot”. Once I had finished up in the bathroom I headed to the room to see Nat laying in the bed and watching TV. We had watched TV in silence last night and I didn’t mind it. We liked the same shows. Getting comfy I climbed into bed shivering. It was so fucking cold here and I didnt really pack any warm pajamas. Looking over me Nat grabbed her hoodie and held it out for me. Shaking my head I whispered “I’m okay”, shaking her head she held it out more “take it Y/N, I dont want you getting sick”. Nodding a bit a took it and put it on. Staring at the small smile pulling at Nats lips.

The confession fell from my lips quicker then I could think, playing with my hands I mumbled “I miss you Natasha”. Natasha’s eyes left the screen as she watched me, her eyes pausing to examine me, as if she was unsure I was telling the truth or not. I watched as she processed my words. After a few minutes she sat forward “are you sure Y/N?”. Continuing to play with my fingers I nodded “I miss you. I miss your voice and your touch and your love. We let go too early”. She nodded and opened her arms for me, beckoning me to lay on her chest. Happily I rested my head down, my hand draped over her stomach. I continued to watch her lips. The lump in my throat still too afraid to ask for a kiss. But like always Natasha knew me. Knew my mannerisms. Natasha leaned down, pressing her lips to mine. My world felt whole again.

Natasha’s POV:

Y/N became putty in my lap. Her body sunk into mine as I kissed her. Petting her head I pulled away and whispered “would you like to try again love?” She nodded “hating you was the most exhausting thing I’ve ever done”. Smiling softly I pet her head and whispered “I’m sorry for how I acted years ago, it wasn’t right”. Y/N nodded and whispered “me too, I don’t know what was wrong with me”. Nodding I pet her head “so…what made you want to come back?”, a red tint fell over her cheeks as she whispered “I-I had a few partners….every time we did stuff all I could think about was you”. Jealousy and pride flooded through my body. Y/N wasn’t just my girlfriend she was my sub. I was proud all she thought about was me but the thought of someone else touching her drove me wild. Grabbing her jaw I looked at her “poor thing, I conditioned you didn’t I? Made you so addicted to daddy’s dick it’s all you could think about. You know you always fit me like a sleeve darling” a small whimper fell from her lips as I rubbed her jaw tutting “oh baby, tell me what you want”. Fiddling with her shirt she whispered “I-I want you to fuck me”

Smirking I nodded and rubbed her hip “how do you want me to do that?”. A whimper fell from her lips, I could tell she was getting frustrated. Tears pricked her eyes as I chuckled “oh baby, those pretty tears won’t get you any sympathy. You know I love seeing you cry”. A red tint fell over her cheeks, her eyes continuing to watch her shit. Watching her I snapped my fingers, the noise gaining her attention while I kept hold of her jaw “speak up baby”, I could feel the heat of her cheeks on my hand as she stuttered out “f-fingers and strap”. Nodding I rubbed her cheek “you’ll have to earn it baby, why don’t you go ahead and show me how sorry you are”. Taking off my pajama shorts I watched Y/N, her eyes lit up at the sight of my cunt and I chuckled “come on baby”.

Finding herself between my legs she looked up at me one last time. Nodding I placed my hand on the back of her head, beginning to guide her as she kitten licked my cunt. Her tongue ran through my folds, the feeling earning a moan from my lips. Pleasure surged through my body as I rutted my hips into Y/N’s face. Her moans causing more pleasure as I praised “good girl, fuck you’re doing such a good job for me baby”, I felt her tongue slope into me, my knuckles gripped the sheets while she began to rub my clit “f-fuck baby you’re gonna make me cum”. Gripping her hair into a makeshift ponytail I pulled at her while I came. A moan and a whimper falling from her lips at the newfound pain.

Releasing her hair I smiled down at her “you did such a good job for me love”. A red tint fell over her cheeks as she squirmed. Laughing I leaned forward “so fucking needy huh?”, catching her lip between her teeth she nodded, her embarrassment flooding her face. Sitting up I brought my thumb to her lip, gently pulling it out while whispering “it’s okay sweet girl, I know it’s been a while since you’ve been fucked properly”. Looking up at me Y/N whispered, the sentence barley audible “I’m gonna be really tight…”, clearing my throat a little I rubbed her chin. Of course I wanted to just fuck her with my strap right then and there. Let her feel the pain of the stretch. It’s what she deserves. Especially with the little attitude she gave me earlier. Kissing her gently I whispered “I’m going to get my strap, whatever time I’m gone is the time you have to stretch yourself out. Once I’m back you’re getting fucked”. Y/N quickly brought her hand down to her cunt, working on slipping two fingers in. I admired her for a moment before going to put on my strap. Luckily for her I grabbed the breeding one. And you bet your ass I was going to fill her up.

Walking back into the room a whimper fell from her lips. Chuckling I made my way to the bed then hovered over her. I watched for a minute. The way her chest was rising and falling, how flushed her face was. Stroking my hand over her cheek I smiled “so pretty, so fuckable for daddy hm?” Nodding she whimpered “y-yes daddy”. I sat up on my kneels and pulled her to me by her neck “come here baby, come get daddy nice and wet for you”. Grabbing the faux cock in her hand she began to suck, the job she was doing was damn near sad. Only taking half the dildo in her mouth. I tapped her cheek with my hand, her eyes quickly met mine as I watched her “you know damn well how I taught you to suck dick. Quit the straight shit and suck my strap properly baby. I don’t want to have to help you”. Y/N quickly fixed her mistake and began sucking me properly. Her pretty little gagging noises as tears began to prick her eyes. I could watch her do this all fucking day. Matter of fact she has before. That was a very fun punishment to conduct.

After a few more minutes I pulled her off “lay on your back detka”. Gently she laid down. The wet spot forming on the sheets from her cunt. Tutting I rubbed her hip “such a messy girl already, my poor bunny. So fucking desperate”. I teased the strap over her entrance, slipping the tip of the dildo in just to take it out. Just as she was about to open her mouth in another whiny protest I slipped into her. Filling her in one swift move. A small choked cry mixed with a moan fell from her lips. Leaning over her I kissed her “shhh baby I know, oh I know love, you’re so fucking tight for me”, whimpering she watched me “i-It’s too big daddy, it wont fit” chuckling I rubbed her hip “it’s all the way in bunny, you’re just tight. Don’t worry, daddy will make sure to stretch you out”. Moaning her head fell back into the pillow. My hands made their way to her hips as I lightly pinned her down, beginning to fuck into her. She looked so fucking pretty like this. More moans fell from her lips as she gripped the sheets. Looking at her I mocked a little “what? You’re gonna cum already baby? But daddy just started”. Y/N cried a little and whined “please, please let me cum please”. Tutting I shook my head “no bunny, you’re gonna have to wait, daddy wants to make sure you’re properly bred”

Y/N’s eyes widened in excitement, her cunt clenching around my strap slightly. Smirking I fucked into her “yeah, you want daddy to breed you? Make you mine again?” Another moan fell from her lips as she breathed out “yes daddy please, please fill me up”. Smirking I wrapped my hand around her throat then began fucking her into the mattress. Her eyes rolled back in pleasure as she began to whimper “p-please, I wanna cum daddy please”, giving in I nodded “cum for me baby, soak the sheets and stop thinking for a while”. Y/N’s back arched as she moaned, her screams ringing throughout the room while I filled her up, degrading her and praising her through it. My cum painting her velvety walls white. “That’s it bunny, my little breeding bitch huh? You’re doing so fucking good for daddy”. Her orgasm was nothing short of beautiful. The way her legs shook. The sounds she made. I stayed inside her while she came down from her high, rubbing her cheek and wiping the tears beginning to stain her face.

After a few minutes I rubbed her cheek “you doing okay love?” A small content hum fell from her lips as she cuddled into me. She’s so floaty and I love it. Gently pulling out I chuckled “alright my floaty girl, let’s get you cleaned up and we can cuddle”. After a nod I picked her up and ran us a bath. Joining her in the tub as he rested on me. After all this time she still fit into me like a puzzle piece. Her body weight was just perfect. I definitely missed my girl.

[marvelnatr]

Run

Warnings: mommy!Wanda, sub!reader, primal!wanda, degrading, praising, mocking, light mention of fingering, spanking, strap on use, use of pet name bunny, dacryphilia, littleeee size kink. Mirror play, Maybe some others. My brain just keeps adding shit🤭

18+ MINORS DNI

Your POV:

Wanda shot daggers into the back of my skull as the smug look remained on my face. I had been pushing her buttons all night and maybe I was biting off more than I can chew. But fuck it, I was already so screwed I might as well go all in. I continued to flirt with the woman in front of me. I didnt have any intentions of presuing her, it was just fun to watch Wanda get riled up. My hand made its way up to her arm as I gave the woman a gentle squeeze, A kind gesture that had Wanda seething. Feeling Wanda’s breath on my neck she spoke to the woman “excuse us, I need Y/N” I looked up at Wanda “I’m not done with our conversation”. Her eyes shot to mine as she gave me a look, her eyes piercing into mine as dominance laced her voice “you are, lets go”

Before I could answer Wanda’s grip tightened around my arm as she led me through the rooms. My feet stumbling and kicking at each other due to Wandas long strides and quick steps. By the time we got to the front yard she may as well have dragged me to the car. Opening the car door she watched me “get in” I pouted a little “but the party’s not over”, Wanda’s hands moved up to my shoulder as she pushed me down into the seat “it is for sluts like you”. Rolling my eyes I sat back as she held out her hand “panties”. My eyes shot up to her “n-now?”, Wanda nodded, her expression remaining calm and collected while she held the car door open “Yes. Now. Take them off”. My hands made their way up to my dress, grabbing a hold of my black laced panties and sliding them off. I placed the balled up undergarment in her hand just for her to unravel them and look at them in the fucking parking lot. My eyes widened while I froze for a second, struggling to register what she was doing. When I finally realized I went to jump up and grab them from her hands. Wanda’s quick reflexes allowed her to lift them in the air, basically waving them like a mother fucking flag “I would sit if I were you darling”. Sitting back down I huffed while she laughed and put them in her pocket.

Wanda’s POV:

With her pretty panties in my pocket I leaned over her to buckle her in. A little routine we had when we’d go places together. While I buckled her in I placed my palm against her core, putting some pressure on her cunt resulting in a moan to fall from her lips. Smirking at her I pulled away and closed her door, getting in my side and heading home. My hand rested on her thigh as I drove. Dipping my fingers into her every stop light and spreading them a few times or curling up into her g-spot. By the time we got home she was soaked. Arousal coating her thighs as the needy look in her eyes grew. I lightly patted her cheek “such a good girl. Go in the house and close all the blinds and turn off all the lights, do you understand bunny?”. Y/N nodded and whispered “yes mommy”. Reaching over I opened her door and looked at her “you have five minutes”

I watched as she scurried off into the house and started my timer. Scrolling through my phone while waiting. The five minutes ended, cuing me to get out of the car and going inside the house. Y/N was sitting on the couch looking at her phone. Walking up behind her I took the device from her hands “strip”. Y/N made quick work of undressing herself till she was completely naked, I placed my index finger on her shoulder, using a little pressure to get her to kneel . I smiled at her obedience, how willing and eager she was. Wrapping my hand around her jaw I looked down in her eyes “I’m going to make all that pretty makeup you’ve put on run down your face”

Y/N’s eyebrows furrowed in confusion as I pushed her back a little “go hide, and do not I mean do not let me catch you”. Turning on her heels she ran down the hall, trying to find a place to hide. Walking to our room I sat down at our desk, starting to work on some papers. I gave it a good fifteen minutes before I got up and began looking for her. Walking throughout the darkness of the house and calling out “I’m coming for you baby”

Y/N’s POV:

Staying in my hiding place I covered my mouth, trying to muffle my shallow breathing. I could feel my heart beating out of its chest. My heartbeat altering me slightly from being able to hear Wanda’s footsteps throughout the house. My eyes were trying to adjust to the darkness while I heard her walking around. The doors creaking open and chairs sliding across the floor. I hadn’t realized I was shaking till I heard Wanda getting closer. My adrenaline flooding through my body at the sight of her boots. Covering my mouth I held my breath, hoping she would just walk into another room. I relaxed a little when I watched her footsteps leave the edge of the bed. Uncovering my mouth I loosened my posture. Just as my body had relaxed I was pulled by my ankle from under the bed

Wanda’s POV:

The shrill fearful scream that left Y/N’s mouth was nothing short of beautiful. My brain completely switching into a primal mindset. Grabbing her by her hips I flipped her over, standing above her as I watched that exhilarating fearful look on her face, a smug smirk plastering across my own. Tilting my head I tskd at her as I grabbed her jaw “oh bunny, I told you not to let me catch you didn’t I?”. Y/N whimpered and mumbled “y-yes mommy”, shaking my head I leaned closer “should’ve hidden yourself better little girl”. Y/N whimpered, her body squirming under me as she tried to get up and run from me. I laughed while she made her way down the hall only to trip over herself again. Walking back up to her I chuckled “where the fuck did you think you were gonna go hm? Running from me like a scared little animal, you just keep fucking yourself over little bunny” Picking her up I threw her over my shoulder, I smacked her ass as I brought her into our room then proceeded to toss her onto the bed. Y/N let out a little yelp while being thrown before her body made contact with the mattress.

Gripping her hips again I faced her towards our mirror in the corner of the room “look up”, the woman only looked up slightly which irritated me a little. Grabbing her hair into a makeshift ponytail I pulled her head back so she was fully watching herself, leaning down into her ear I kissed the shell gently while whispering “that’s it my little bunny, see, this is much better isn’t it?”. Y/N shyly nodded and mumbled “y-yes mommy” tutting I shook my head, slipping my fingers into her mouth “you choose to not speak up the first time now I’m going to make it difficult for you. Try again”. Gagging a little Y/N spoke a bit muffled “yesh mommy”, mocking I stuffed my fingers into her mouth more “I’m sorry, what was that? I cant quite understand you” whimpering she spoke again as tears pricked her eyes “y-yes mommy” nodding I took my fingers from her mouth then brought them down to her cunt to slip them inside. A low moan fell from her lips as she pushed back into my hand. Smacking her ass I warned “you will get yourself off when and only when I allow you too. Not a second sooner. Do you understand bunny?”. Nodding she quickly stilled her movements while I worked on stretching her out with my fingers, her moans sounding throughout the room. Y/N’s head dropped and I smacked her ass again “head up”, she brought her head back up and watched herself. A smile forming across my face at the sight.

After she was worked up a bit more I pressed my hips into her, Y/N’s eyes widening once she realized I was packing. Taking off my pants I took out the strap on, the harness rested snug around my hips. Spitting into my hand I wet the faux cock then held her hips, reminding her to be looking at herself. In one smooth motion I slipped the cock into her, Y/N’s cunt taking every fucking inch. A little cry left Y/N’s lips from the stretch. I knew she was going to cry, but that was okay. I loved it when she cried. After all this was a bigger dildo that she doesn’t take very often. A mistake on my part I was going to fix. Whimpers fell from her lips as my hand made it’s way back up to her hair, grabbing a fistful of it before tutting in a mocking tone “oh my little bunny, you really should’ve hid better”

My hips snapped into her ass while I pulled her hair back. Her eyes watching as I fucked into her and more cries and moans fell from her lips. Groaning I went faster “My fucking god I will never get tired of the noises you make darling”. Tears were falling down her cheeks at this point, the mascara coming down her face. Chucking I fucked into her harder “fuck, you look so goddamn pretty like this baby, such a crying mess for me”, Y/N clenched around me “p-please, please let me cum” I tutted, stilling my movements a little “not yet slut, I’m not finished with you”

Holding her by her hips I laid back, supporting her hips and rubbing the small of her back “you’re going to look at yourself in that mirror while you ride my dick and see how much of a fucking whore you are for me, do you understand bunny?”. Y/N nodded and looked at me through the mirror “y-yes mommy I understand” nodding I held her hips “then get to work”. Y/N began to bounce up and down on the faux cock, her moans growing louder as the toy reached new places in her pretty little cunt. Her tears falling steadily yet again as she continued to fuck herself. Y/N’s placed her hands on my thighs while her nails dug into me to steady herself. The little bit of pain only turning me on more. Feeling her start to slow her pace I fucked up into her “keep going bunny, almost there for mommy”. Crying a little she continued. Her legs were bound to be sore after this. My exact goal.

After a few more minutes I was satisfied, fucking up into her I bottomed out and held her there while instructing her to look at herself and cum. I watched as her eyes stared into the mirror while she came. Her body shaking from her orgasm. I smiled at her and rubbed her hips “that’s it, good girl for me, you did so well”. Panting she sat back a little, catching her breath while I rubbed her back and slowly took her off my strap “good girl, do your legs hurt princess?” Nodding she whispered “y-yes mommy”. I smirked and rubbed her thighs “good, just what I was going for. Stand up bunny”. Y/N whimpered “mommy I’m tired”, landing I harsh smack to her ass I growled “that was not a suggestion. Stand. Up.” Crying out a little she stood, her legs shaking while she struggled to stand. I stood up and looked down at her again “ready for round two?”. Whimpering she shook her head “no mommy please”, I grabbed her chin and looked at her “color”. Looking at me she whispered a little nervous “g-green”. I nodded and gripped her jaw then whispered in her ear, my accent lacing my voice “run”

[marvelnatr]

Flowers

Warnings: Natasha is your girlfriend, Sad shit, fluff, mentions of death

Grab your tissues

Natasha’s POV:

“Flowers look good on you” I smiled softly as I whispered while placing the last flower in Y/N’s hair. She looked absolutely beautiful with the flowers placed intricately in her braid. We were just finishing getting ready for the party Tony was deciding to throw. He calls it a spring party but I know damn well it’s just another excuse for a party. However I’m all for it if I can see Y/N look all pretty dressed up. Turning to me she picked up a flower “I gotta do you now” chuckling I shook my head “oh no baby” pouting she gave me those beautiful puppy dog eyes, the look that always made me melt. Shaking my head I gave in “okay okay, just one”. Smiling big she pumped her fist as I leaned down, allowing her to place the daisy behind my ear. Giggling I rubbed her cheek and kissed her forehead “look at that, now we match baby”. Her smile was adorable. I will never get tired of seeing that beautiful smile.

Heading out to the party we sat down around the pool, Y/N sat in my lap while I rubbed the small of her back. The two of us engaging in the conversation that the rest of the team were having. Y/N cracking her cute little jokes. She was just always so witty and smart. She wasn’t much of a talker but when she did it was always so cute. Peter walked up to her holding out a small bean bag “rematch?”. My girlfriend nodded and placed her drink in my hand “absolutely, I’ll be right back Natty”. Smiling softly at her I kissed her and held her hand as she got up and headed over to the bean bag toss with peter.

The conversation became muffled noises as I watched her. Nothing else in the world existed but her at the moment and I loved it. I wouldn’t have it any other way. The way she smiled when she’d score a point or her giggle when peter would totally miss. She never failed to make me feel like I was living in a movie. Y/N was just breathtakingly beautiful.

I hadn’t even noticed Wanda sitting beside me till she placed her hand gently on my shoulder “Nat, can you hear me?”. Snapping out of it I looked at her “hey sorry” smiling softly at me she looked at Y/N “it’s okay, you love her, it’s cute” nodding I whispered “I’m gonna marry her” Wanda watched me with a smile “I don’t doubt it”.

Y/N came back giggling and sat back down in my lap. I pulled her against my body with my hands around her wast giving her a quick kiss “did you win baby?” She shook her head no and I tickled her a little “oh you little shit you let him win”. Giggles erupted from her as she squirmed “nat! Natty stop! That tickles”. I laughed and stopped kissing her temple “okay baby okay”, catching her breath she leaned into me “yes I let him win, but he’s happy” smiling I nodded at her as I twirled one of the stands of hair that had fallen from her braid.

Tony called for the movie as I picked her up “off we go!”. I squeal fell from her lips as she held onto me while I carried her inside and to the couch. We sat down with a blanket over our lap, Y/N leaned into me getting comfy and cuddling up. Placing a gentle kiss on her forehead I trailed my fingers along her back, Y/N’s eyes stayed trained on the promise ring I gave her a few months ago. Whispering gently I tucked some hair behind her ear “you like it?”, looking up at me with her beautiful eyes she nodded “I love it”. Smiling big I rubbed her arm “good my love”

Time passed and Y/N had fallen asleep on my lap. Deciding it was time to turn in for the night I wrapped the blanket around her and carried her into our room. Placing her in our bed I whispered in her ear “I’ve got you baby girl just rest”. I undressed her and gently took the flowers out of her hair, undoing her braid and brushing it out then redoing it. After stripping myself I climbed into bed with her and cuddled into her, her head resting on my chest. I watched her sleeping form, my beautiful girl. My home.

- Time Skip years later -

Your POV:

Pulling up to my destination I got out of my car, grabbing the bouquet that was resting in my passenger seat. Walking down the small hill I kneeled beside the stone slab, running my hand over the letters etched into it as tears fell down my cheeks. Picking up the bouquet I laid it over the top of the gravestone, placing a kiss on the corner of it. My voice choking a little as I whispered “flowers look good on you”

[marvelnatr]

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[marvelnatr]

Busy?

Warnings: jealous dark Nat, dom!Nat, Sub!reader, Daddy!Nat, oral r!receiving, strap on r!receiving, spanking, biting, possessive sex, degrading, daddy kink, brief use of gun from Nat, spitting, breeding kink and pinning. Minors DNI

GONNA SAY IT ONE MORE TIME MENTION OF SUGGESTED VIOLENCE

Natasha’s POV:

Looking over my files I noticed I was missing one of my pages. It must’ve gotten mixed up with Wanda’s, Carols, or Y/N’s when we were filling out mission reports. Grabbing the file I headed to Wanda’s room “hey Wands can I see your file? I think you have one of my papers” Wanda looked up from her book “yeah no problem, you know where they are”. Nodding I headed over to her desk, reaching in and pulling out this months folder. After a few minutes of looking I concluded it wasn’t there, carefully putting the folder back I looked at Wanda “thanks wands”. She nodded and mumbled a ‘you’re welcome’ too focused in her book to pay attention which I didn’t mind. Closing her door I walked down the hall and knocked on Carols room. Going in and doing the same thing I came out empty handed.

I had gotten back in my room, tossing my folder on my bed and sitting down to triple check I didn’t have the file before I texted Y/N. I was right. I didn’t have it. Picking up the phone I drafted a quick text. It was always a little awkward texting her since we broke up eight months ago. The inclination to call her a pet name has to be stifled. We broke up over a stupid argument which quickly turned into slamming doors and blew way out of proportion. When I woke up the next morning she was gone. Showed up to work and didn’t talk to me for months. We never really talked it over. She still looks at me with that same damn look yet she’s acting like she still hates me which drove me crazy. Staring at my phone I drafted a quick message

NR: hey y/n, I’m missing a file for our recent missions. I was wondering if you could look for it real quick for me? Thank you.

YN: she’s busy.

I stared at my phone for a second. My blood boiling a little at the thought of someone else with her at midnight. My emotions taking over I texted back

NR: What do you mean she’s busy? Where’s y/n?

YN: she’s busy. Goodnight.

I stared at my phone and texted back one more time

NR: give the phone to y/n.

I stared at my phone and waited for a few minutes. Receiving no answer made me more annoyed. Against my better judgment I grabbed my keys and headed to my car.

Y/N’s POV:

I pulled my phone out of my girlfriend of two weeks hands “oh my god babe don’t piss her off” she shook her head and poked me “you’re mine and she’s texting you”. I quickly laughed off her statement, and got up to get more water, trying to hide the red in my face. The truth is I’m not even sure if I am over Natasha or not. I miss her, I miss her warmth and her smile. I miss how we had our little routines. I miss our dynamic. I felt my girlfriends hands wrap around my waist as she kissed my neck from behind “what ya thinking about baby?” Putting on a smile I turned around and looked at her “nothing babe” she nodded gently and picked me up placing me on the counter and kissing me. My lips moved with hers but I didnt feel much. No sparks. No butterflies. No nothing. Just the motions.

I heard a knock at the door and leaned over looking at it. Backing away from me she winked as she went to the door and opened it. My face turning ghost white as she backed up. Natasha crossed the threshold of the door, the barrel of her Glock 19 pointed straight at my girlfriends face “who the fuck are you?” Her words flew from her mouth like poison as she glared at my new lover, my girlfriend spitting back in the same manner “I’m her girlfriend, who the fuck are you?”. Natasha’s eyes turned dark, her pupils dilated as she brought the gun closer to her head “fucking excuse you?”. I watched as she flinched, fear flooding her eyes. Starting to get up off the counter I spoke “Natasha knock it off”. Nats eyes fixated on mine while her gun stayed trained on the terrified girl standing in front of her “you’re fucking busy huh? This who you’re fucking busy with?”. Her dominance bled through her voice as I watched her. My voice coming out in a jumbled stutter as she glared at me “stay fucking put Y/N, I’ll deal with you in a minute”. Nodding I swallowed. That wasn’t a suggestion, it was an order. An order I should follow if I wanted to keep my head.

Natasha looked back at the woman “get your shit and get the fuck out, you have two minutes”. I watched as she scrambled to grab her keys and shoes while Nat followed her around with the gun. She was out the door in a little under sixty seconds, the door basically chasing her on the way out as it fell just short of clipping her heels. I watched as Natasha placed the gun on the coffee table. Her eyes watching mine as she took off her jacket, laying the leather artifact on the end of a chair nearby. We stared at each other for a minute. Silence falling over the room. I could tell she was reading me, something I was never able to reciprocate when it came to her.

After a few minutes she spoke up, annoyance lacing her voice “You got a girlfriend and didn’t tell me?” I watched her in confusion “what makes you think you had the right to know?”. Nats eyes got darker as she came closer to me “its fucking respect” I rolled my eyes “what? I was supposed to call you? ‘Oh hey Natasha by the way I have a girlfriend now after you broke my fucking heart’”

Natasha’s POV:

I glared at her, my hand making its way around her throat “you walked out, you remember that?” a silence fell over the room as she watched me, recalling the night in her head. Tightening my grip I seethed “your heart may have broke but mine shattered. So don’t fucking come at me with that Y/N”. I felt Y/N swallow against the mid of my hand. Her throat lightly pushing against it then relaxing as she watched me with fear in her eyes. Glaring at her I shook my head “so yes, I did want to know. She doesn’t even love you. I see the way she looks at you. You’re just a toy for her”. Anger flooded Y/N’s face “she does love me!” I laughed a little and questioned, my hand still around her throat “then why did she walk out so damn easily huh? Leave you with someone as dangerous as me?”. My ex lovers hand reached up to smack me. Her hand just shy of making contact with my skin, before she could I caught her wrist, gripping it in my hand “well that was dumb”

Y/N’s eyes widened as I felt her heartbeat quicken. Her pulse point pushing against the pad of my index and middle finger while my hand wrapped around her neck restricted her breathing a little more. Holding her wrist down on the counter I tilted my head “does she make you happy? Does she love you the way I could?”, the girls face was beat red as she breathed out, struggling to get her words out “n-no”. Loosening my hold I nodded “thought so. Tell me darling, do you want me back?” Y/N’s eyes turned subby as her mouth opened to answer. Moving my hand up I held her jaw, taking a minute to admire the small oval shaped red marks around Y/N’s throat from my hand. I smiled at her “go on baby, tell me” a whine fell from her lips “y-yes daddy” I rubbed my thumb over her bottom lip, her mouth opening as I smiled “such a slut for me hm? You missed me yeah?”. Y/N nodded and I smirked “go on baby, stick our your tongue for daddy”

Y/N stuck out her tongue as I smirked and leaned down, looking at her I spit in her mouth then smiled “hold it babygirl. Do not swallow. Do not let any drip out. Keep that tongue out and flat for me”, staying still she followed her orders. I chuckled as it threatened to fall from her tongue. Her eyebrows furrowing a little in worry as I watched her struggle. After a few minutes I stuck my fingers in her mouth “suck.”. Her lips wrapped around my two fingers, sucking as she looked at me. I smiled at her “so fucking pretty like this, sucking daddy’s fingers like a greedy little bitch”

A red tint fell over her cheeks as she continued to suck. Her tongue swirling around my fingers, I pushed down on her tongue, making her take my fingers in a little more. Tears pricked her eyes as she gagged slightly. I let out a quiet chuckle “atta girl, take my fingers, just like that pretty thing”. Y/N’s hips rocked on the counter, the desperate look in her eyes made me feral. Pulling my fingers out she whined, I lightly patted her cheek and tutted “oh it’s okay baby, lets see how wet you are detka”. My hand made its way down to her cunt, feeling her arousal seeping through her shorts. Moving the fabric to the side my cold fingertips trailed around her cunt. Goosebumps raising on the skin of her thighs. Placing my middle finger on her sensitive bud I rubbed in small circles, Y/N’s eyes rolling back a little as she let out a small moan “f-fucking hell” I smirked “feel good huh baby?” The girl nodded as another breathy moan fell from her lips, I smiled and removed my fingers “good”. Y/N whimpered “n-no please I need more” I laughed a little “go to our room baby”. Lifting Y/N by her hips I helped her off the counter. Smacking her ass as she ran ahead of me and I called out “position four baby”

When I got in the room I was pleased to see that she was indeed in position four. Completely stripped with her back flat to the bed. Her knees bent and legs spread, wrists together and rested above her head. She always looked so pretty like this. I went into the closet and looked for something to tie her wrist together with. Scoffing at the other womans horrible taste in clothing. Finding a tie I came back. Straddling Y/N “wrists”, holding up her wrists to me I tied them together then whispered “keep them there”. Y/N nodded and I watched her “you know damn well I dont take that head shaking shit, open your mouth and speak”. Y/N’s cheeks grew red as she whispered “y-yes daddy I’m sorry. I’ll keep my hands there”. I nodded and made my way down to her cunt.

Looking up at Y/N from between her legs I saw the desperation in her eyes. She knew better then to close her legs. As much as I would love to get the spreader bar watching her struggle to keep her legs open was just as equally entertaining. Leaning down I licked her cunt gently. Her arousal coating my tongue as I groaned “fuck I missed you baby, you taste so good my love”. Y/N’s back arched, her hands gripping onto each other as she moaned. Chuckling I began to eat her out, pulling her into me and burying my face into her cunt. Trying her best not to close her legs she squirmed. Breathy little moans falling from her lips till they became louder, turning into pathetic little pleas “p-please daddy, c-can I cum?” I laughed at her “cum? You want to cum?” She nodded as she squirmed “p-please”. Laughing I rolled my thumb over her clit. Causing pleasure to surge through her body just for me to pull off. Leaving her feeling nothing but too much all at the same time.

Y/N whimpered again “n-no please” shaking my head I rubbed her thighs “no baby, position two”. Sitting up she turned on her tummy. Scooting her hips to the end of the bed and she bent herself over. Y/N’s arms still above her head as I rubbed her ass “mmmm daddy missed making this perfect little ass red, it looks so pretty tinted in that crimson red color”. Just as I finished my sentence I landed a harsh smack to her ass, the sound of skin on skin contact ringing throughout the room along with a loud moan. Smiling I rubbed the outline of my handprint on her ass. Soothing the stinging sensation “you’re getting six baby. Count each and every one like a good girl for me will you?” Y/N nodded “y-yes daddy”. Taking my hand I spanked her again, harder this time. I a little moan fell from her lips “o-one daddy thank you”. I smiled, pleased that she remembered how to count her spanks, my hand switching over to her other cheek, landing an equally harsh smack to her ass. A small whimper fell from her lips. There was no denying it stung. The red color showing more and more on her tender ass. By the time she had finished her spanks she was close to crying. Oh how pretty she looked when she cried.

Rubbing her ass gently I climbed beside her, leaning down I whispered in her ear “such a good girl baby, you did such a good job for me” kissing her ear gently then nibbling slightly “you’re mine do you understand?” Y/N squirmed under me “y-yes daddy I understand”. I laughed a little “oh baby I don’t think you do, but you will”. Y/N watched me with a little confusion. Standing up I watched her “back to position four darling”. Tilting her head in confusion she began to open her mouth to ask a question, something she knew I was not very fond of her doing. I spanked her ass again “that wasnt a suggestion, you do as you’re told when you’re told to do it, is that understood slut?” A yelp sounded throughout the room as her legs kicked a little “y-yes daddy!” Nodding I lifted her hips “then get too it”. She quickly began to scramble into position as I sighed while looking for the toy I wanted “just as I finally think you’re starting to learn to follow directions, you have to be a little brat and fuck it up hm? Why can’t you just follow daddy’s orders?”. Y/N knew that was a rhetorical question. Her arms rested above her head again. I grabbed the breeding strap we had. Y/N always went feral when I pulled out this strap, and to be honest I did too. Worry flooded her eyes a little and I furrowed my eyebrows in confusion “what’s wrong baby?” A whimper fell from her lips “I-Its gonna be too big…I-I haven’t been stretching myself”

A low moan fell from my mouth. I loved fucking Y/N, but fucking her when she was tight was a whole other type of sex. The noises she made. The little screams falling from her lips. Leaning over her I straddled her “it’s okay babygirl, don’t you worry your pretty little head about that, daddy will make it fit” hovering above her I held her wrists down with my hand. looking in her eyes as I teased the tip of the strap against her entrance then slowly eased the faux cock in her tight cunt. Y/N whimpered and gasped a small moan mixed with pain and pleasure fell from her lips as I coaxed “oh baby I know, I know love. You’re just so fucking tight for me hm? You look so god damn pretty like this baby”

I watched as her cunt took in my strap, leaning down to her neck I sunk my teeth into her soft skin. My canines bruising her sensitive area. The pain of my bite distracting her from my strap stuffing her tight cunt. As the pain turned into pleasure she began to moan “f-fucking hell daddy more please” groaning I moved my hands to her hips, pinning her into the mattress “you sound so fucking pathetic when you beg baby” her moans grew louder as I fucked into her, pulling her hips into me and making sure I bottomed out with each thrust. I groaned “such a whore hm? Letting me fuck into you while you moan and beg for more. Nothings ever enough for you. My little desperate cock slut” bucking her hips up she moaned “i-it feels so fucking good daddy”. Laughing I watched her, pushing my thumbs into her hips enough to bruise “you’re mine do you understand me? That bitch could never fuck you the way I do” arching her back she screamed a little “I-I’m yours daddy, p-please let me cum. I-I’m gonna cum” shaking my head I tutted “not yet baby” Y/N whimpered as I lifted her legs over my shoulders. Hitting an entirely new angle in her cunt. Her screams and moans rung through the room as I continued to brush her cervix with the strap around my hips. The strap rubbing against my clit allowing me to chase my orgasm as well.

Just before I came I groaned “go on baby. Cum” placing my hand on her lower stomach I came, allowing the strap to paint her walls with the fake cum “thats it baby, fuck such a good girl. Taking my cum like the cock drunk slut you are” cries and pleas fell from her lips as she squirmed under me, her legs shaking from her orgasm “d-daddy please, s-slow down, t-too much” chuckling I mocked “you wanted to cum didn’t you baby? Don’t act like an ungrateful little brat now, that would hurt daddy’s feelings” her eyes rolled back again as I fucked her through her orgasm. Working on trying to pull another out of her fucked out body. My hand made its way down to her sensitive clit as I rolled my thumb over the bud. Gripping at the tie around her hands she whimpered “d-daddy I’m gonna cum again” chuckling I rubbed faster, continuing to fuck into her “good, I want you too”. More mumbled incoherent pleas fell from her lips while I pulled her hips into me. It wasn’t long before she was clenching around my strap again. Those desperate big eyes watching me, pleading for me to let her cum. Tutting I shook my head “you know better, open your fucking mouth and ask me or you’re not cumming at all”. Y/N kicked her legs a little in protest, throwing a small tantrum as if she was a child. I quickly pulled out and landed a harsh smack to her cunt, growling as I looked down at her “don’t you ever dare do that again. You use your words, I haven’t fucked you that stupid yet”. She yelped once my hand made contact with her cunt. She was so distracted by the slap that she almost didn’t recognize she was no longer full of my strap. It was hard to keep my eyes trained on her and not watch the cum seeping from her cunt. Taking my fingers I leaned over her. My lips hovering close to hers, distracting her from realizing two of my fingers were trailing down to her cunt. As I spoke I fucked the fake cum back into her “use your words, do you understand babygirl?”. Y/N moaned and nodded “y-yes daddy I understand”

I kissed her then nodded, lining my strap back up with her cunt before fucking right back into her, I groaned as she easily took my thick strap “fuck, that’s better, all stretched out for me”. It wasn’t long before she was close to cumming again. I smiled at her as she begged and I rubbed her hip “such a good girl, look at you using your manners. Cum for me” gripping the sheets she came, screaming a little as I filled her yet again “f-fuck daddy t-thank you!”. Chuckling I fucked her though it, her body getting looser from losing control of it. Fear flooded her eyes as I continued to fuck her “n-no daddy no more please, I can’t” sitting forward I leaned over her. Burying the cock further into her cunt “color darling” squirming she watched me “green daddy…”. Tutting I watched her, grabbing her jaw “then baby, if it is green, why the fuck are you telling me it’s too much?”. Y/N whimpered “b-because it’s sensitive daddy” I shook my head, tightening my grip around her jaw “you know I love when you’re sensitive baby, it makes you cry such pretty tears for daddy”. Blushing she watched me as I rubbed my thumb over her lip “you’ll take one more like a good girl for me. And you’ll say thank you after. Isnt that right?”. Y/N watched me and nodded, starting to fall into sub space. Placing my hands on her wrists I began to fuck into her again. Holding her down.

Y/N did her best to squirm under me. Her tears were steadily flowing at this point from the sheer overstimulation. She looked so pretty like this. Her pleading to go faster. Her begging for more. Feeling her tighten she breathed out “p-please daddy can I cum?” I watched her “who owns you?”. Y/N whimpered “y-you do daddy I’m sorry”. Holding my jaw I looked at her “say it again” cries fell from her mouth “y-you own me d-daddy please!” Nodding I fucked into her “that’s right, I own you. Not that bitch you had in here earlier, not anyone else. Me. Don’t you ever forget that”. Nodding under me I fucked into her “good girl. Cum.”

[marvelnatr]

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[marvelnatr]

Training

Warnings: Daddy!Nat, Sub!reader, humiliation, brat!tamer Nat, impact play, mocking, strap on, cock warming, breeding kink, cum filled strap, pussy spanking, spanking, bratting, oral fixation, office setting.

Summary: you continue to fail to complete your mission reports correctly. Fury has tried multiple times to get the teammates to teach you how to complete them and you cannot follow simple orders, he’s told that during your teachings you have a cocky attitude. So he places you in an office with Nat till you can get your act together.

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Your POV:

Walking into the office Natasha looked up at me, her eyebrow cocking as she stayed leaned over her desk “excuse you?” I watched her slightly confused “what? I’m supposed to be here at nine am and its nine ten” Natasha nodded “yes you’re late. But also have some manners and knock on my office door before you come in” I nodded a bit with an eye roll and started to cross the threshold, Natashas voice stopped me in my tracks “so turn around and try again”. Looking up at her I nodded and turned around, closing the door and knocking again. Natasha gently opened the door “come in”. Nodding I walked in the door and looked at Natasha, she pointed to the chair near her desk “sit” rolling my eyes again I sat down. I’m not a fucking dog. I felt Nats eyes on me, the door clicked shut and the sound of her heels getting closer to my chair till I felt her brush by me as she sat down “so you’ve been having some problems with your mission reports?” I shook my head “they’re fine. Fury is just being picky” Natasha looked up at me “his name to you is Director, I know for a fucking fact you and him are not on first name basis. Do I make myself clear?” Swallowing a little I nodded as Nat watched me “no, you’re going to give me a verbal confirmation” watching her I sat forward and spoke, allowing my attitude to lace my voice “okay”, Natasha’s eyes found mine, the second we made eye contact I had realized I may have sounded a little too bold. Natasha calmly spoke “okay what?” I watched her, backing down a little “o-okay yes ma’am”. I received a simple nod from her and sat there in silence while she finished up her work.

After fifteen minutes I looked at her “okay what the fuck am I doing here? Cause if I’m just gonna sit here I’m leaving” Natasha looked at me “you will be patient Y/N” pouting I sat back and watched her work. This went on for around another thirty minutes before she looked at me “okay, what was the last mission you did” I looked at her and sat up “fucking finally” shooting a glare at me she growled a little “watch your fucking mouth, I am here to help you, so drop the fucking attitude” ignoring her statement I pulled out my computer and pulled up the mission report. I felt her lean over my shoulder as she looked at my report and scoffed “no wonder fury wont take this, its messy” I looked at her “excuse you?” Natasha cocked her eyebrow at me “I didn’t stutter did I?” Shutting up a little I rolled my eyes and thought of a quick snarky comeback “so what’s wrong with it then if you’re so fucking smart” I guess that was it. That’s what snapped her. Within seconds I was turned and facing her, her green eyes piercing into mine

Natasha’s POV:

Wrapping my hand around her throat Y/N left out a little gasp, her eyes widening as her legs squeezed together. I laughed a little and mocked “oh, I see, you just needed to be choked out a little didn’t you?” Y/N’s knuckles turned white as she squirmed “n-no” I laughed at her, tutting “oh detka, poor little thing. How I’d love to fuck you but you need an attitude adjustment” I let go of her neck with a little push and looked at her “rewrite it. Again. Stop beating around the bush and write it” Y/N pouted “b-but I don’t know how” I grabbed her jaw and made her look at me “you’re a smart little girl, you’ll figure it out” a pout formed on her lips as she looked at her computer and started typing. Nodding I sat back down at my desk. Y/N’s legs were squeezed shut as she typed. She would look up at me on occasion, her eyes begged me to fuck her as her pupils were blown with lust. Smirking at her I shook my head “focus on your work darling”

Y/N continued with her work. I decided it was time to fuck around with her a little, my fingers made their way to my button up shirt, slowly undoing the first three buttons to reveal my cleavage. Y/N’s eyes had been trained on my chest for a solid two minutes now. I laughed a little “what’s got you distracted darling?” Y/N swallowed hard and shook her head “nothing”. I slowly got up and leaned over the desk, my chest close to her face “try again detka” Y/N looked up at me, her eyes filled with anticipation as I leaned over her. The younger woman shakily inhaled and swallowed thick, as he spoke weakly “n-nothing miss” nodding I turned her computer to me “lets see how much progress you’ve made shall we love”. Looking over her work I tutted, she really hasn’t changed a thing. She’s made advances but hasn’t done much. I looked at her “this really isn’t any better dorogoy, are you really that dumb that you can’t put together a simple report? I know you’re so much smarter then this” a whine fell from her lips “I don’t get it, this is such bullshit!” Cocking my eyebrow at her I warned her “watch your mouth” Y/N looked at me with that same bratty look “fucking make me” laughing I leaned in closer “I will”. Her eyes widened as I sat down in my chair and patted my lap “come bring your computer and sit” Y/N rolled her eyes “no, I’m not a fucking child” I chuckled “you sure are acting like one” she quickly shot me a look and stupidly defended herself “I am not!” I scoffed at her “you are, just like a spoiled fucking brat if you ask me” huffing Y/N sat back in her chair, folding her arms and turning away from me just as a pouting child would. I laughed and mumbled “my point proven”

After about fifteen minutes she grumbled “I would like to leave now” I nodded while typing “you can after you finish your report” Y/N groaned “but I don’t fucking know what to do to fix it!” Looking over at her I spoke calmly, probably pissing her off even more “I offered to help you darling, and you wouldn’t take it. But the offer is still there. When you can drop your ego and come and sit in my lap like a good girl I can help you” she shook her head and spat “in your fucking dreams” I laughed and nodded “your choice then darling”

After a few more minutes she realized I wasn’t giving in. I heard her movements to grab her computer and find her way over to me. Looking over at her I saw her eyes watching my lap. Leaning back I gave her room to sit down, Y/N shuffled over to me pouting as I took her computer from her and allowed her to sit in my lap. Tucking some hair behind her ear I whispered “this isn’t so bad is it?” Shifting to get comfy she grumbled, her eyebrows furrowed in frustration “this sucks” I laughed a little and held her waist “don’t hurt my feelings now darling. Stop pretending you don’t like it”. A red tint fell over her cheeks as she cuddled into me and I smiled “that’s a good girl. Now, look at your screen”. I adjusted Y/N so she could see her screen and her eyes widened at me, I knew it was only time before she felt my strap in my pants, I laughed a little and mocked in her ear “so distracted darling, are you okay?”. A blush tinted her cheeks red as she nodded “y-yes da- ma’am”, I smirked “oh no baby say what you were gonna say”. Y/N squirmed in my lap as she mumbled, I held her hips and stilled her movements “speak up detka”. She pushed her head into my chest “y-yes d-daddy”. I groaned a little and held her hips down “such a good girl, there we go, finally learning your place”, the girl shot a glare at me and I smacked her thigh “nuh uh little girl, knock it off”, her eyes rolled as she spat “fucking make me”.

My hand quickly wrapped around her throat as I stood her up, quickly laying her flat over my desk then landing a harsh smack to her ass “that’s it, enough of the attitude”, Y/N gasped and moaned a little. Chuckling I tutted “such a fucking slut, is this what you want? You want me to spank you?” I spanked her again and stuck my fingers in her mouth “you just want to get punished thats all, want me to make you my little bitch”. I continued to land harsh spanks to her ass, the crimson red color was the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen. You could see the slight outlines of my rings from the impact on her sore ass. Y/N was whimpering and crying a little, drooling all over my desk. I laughed “awww my poor little girl, you can give but you cant take? But you look so pretty for me. You ass all red while you make a mess all over my desk. Those pretty little tears don’t mean shit to me princess”

I watched as she squirmed, an unmistakable wet patch forming on her panties. Kicking her legs apart I gently pushed my palm on her cunt “mmmm so wet for me babygirl” Y/N moaned and whined, her legs closing around my hands. I smacked her cunt and looked up at her “you do not close your legs when I touch you, do you understand little girl?” She nodded and moaned “y-yes daddy” pushing my hand against her cunt I spoke again “I said do you understand?”, moaning a bit louder she fixed her sentence “y-yes daddy I understand” smirking I whispered in her ear “panties off and lay on the couch”. Y/N scrambled to the couch taking off her panties. I locked the office door and headed over to her. I rubbed her thighs gently “open your legs detka”, her legs quickly fell open and I groaned “you’re fucking soaked babygirl“ a red tint formed on her cheeks as I trailed my finger along her cunt “so you can follow orders, shocking”. Y/N snapped her legs shut “oh fuck off”. I cocked my eyebrow at her lowering my voice to a growl “what did you just say to me Y/N?”, her eyes went wide as her face turned white. Fear and anticipation flooded her eyes as I tutted “what am I going to do with you huh little girl?” I watched as she swallowed thick, standing up I leaned over her and grabbed her neck “lets see…I could edge you…or I could spank your poor little cunt….and I could just completely leave you without touching you” Y/N quickly protested to my last suggestion, a pleading whine falling from her lips “no daddy please! Please don’t leave me like this!”. I laughed at her “and what makes you think you’re in any position to tell me what to do with you darling? Where on earth did you get that thought?”

Dead silence fell over the room. Y/N’s pupils blown with lust and fear as she squirmed. I chuckled at her squeezing her neck tighter and pulling her closer to my face “come on slut speak up”, the younger woman gasped and rambled out “I-I dont! y-you’re in charge daddy”. Smiling I nodded “that’s right detka, daddy is is charge. Here’s what’s gonna happen” I trailed my hand down to her cunt as I spoke, allowing my accent to lace my voice a little more “you’re going to lay here and hold yourself open while daddy spanks this pretty little cunt five times for your misconduct. Do I make myself clear?” Y/N moaned and nodded “y-yes daddy you made yourself clear”

Y/N spread herself open, I smirked at her “so wet”, leaning down I hovered my face just above her cunt, my breath falling over her cunt making her twitch as I smiled “oh this is gonna be so much fucking fun” pushing my palm onto her heated core I kissed her gently then landed a semi harsh smack. Y/N yelped and moaned as I gently rubbed “you know what to do darling”. The girl swallowed thick, her chest rising and falling as she attempted to catch her breath “o-one thank you daddy”. Smiling I nodded and spanked her pussy again. I received the same reaction as the last. Y/N jolting slightly at the impact on her already swollen cunt from being so needy. I looked in her eyes as she counted again “two t-thank you daddy”. Nodding I finished the next three. Rubbing her pussy gently I groaned “so red and puffy now darling, you look so pretty like this” a blush fell over her cheeks and I chuckled “so shy, why did I punish you baby?” Y/N whispered gently “b-because I closed my legs while you were touching me” I nodded and rubbed “and is that polite?”, blushing further she shook her head “no daddy”. I smiled and kissed her knee “good girl. Now, you need to finish your report”. Immediately she whined “I don’t wanna!” I folded my arms “tell you what, you do the report and you get to cockwarm daddy as you work” Y/N bit her lip eagerly nodding “deal!”

Laughing I walked over to the desk and sat down. Y/N watched me as she rubbed her legs together, I patted my lap “come on darling, you’re so soaked you’ll be just fine”. She turned beet red as she straddled me and sunk gently down on my strap. Her cunt swallowing every inch of the thick toy as her mouth fell open in a silent moan. It was the hottest fucking thing I’ve ever seen and I couldn’t wait to breed her. To claim her and make her mine. I rested my hands on her hips and whispered praises “come on babygirl, just a little more. You can take it. I know you can” her eyes watched mine as she whimpered “you’re so big daddy, it wont fit” I laughed a little and rubbed her waist “oh darling. It’ll fit, daddy will help you”. She nodded as I lightly fucked up into her. My entire length buried into her cervix as she moaned “f-fucking hell” rubbing her hips gently I praised “thats it, such a good girl, you’ve done so well for me baby” she smiled and I patted her cheek “now get to work”

Y/N worked on her report as I looked over a file. Every so often I would check on her to see her progress. I could feel her arousal coating my thighs. The heat radiating off her core. Sometimes she would shift and moan from the sensation of the strap moving inside her. After thirty minutes she had finally finished. I put my file down and leaned forward, moving in her again. Y/N moaned as I rubbed her thigh to calm her and read over her report. I smiled and gripped her thigh a little “thats more like it baby, you do know what to do you just wanted to cookie cut it” Y/N pouted and bratted a little “did not!”. Quickly I smacked her thigh “no ma’am, no more of that” the girl whimpered “s-sorry daddy”. My hips involuntary bucked up, causing me to fuck into her. It was a pure reaction to the honorific falling from her lips. I received a moan from her in return, groaning I whispered in her ear “I could listen to those pretty little sounds all day” Y/N whimpered “please fuck me daddy, I-I can’t wait anymore”

Quickly picking her up I brought her over to the couch, my strap staying buried in her the entire time. I rested her down on the couch, her back hitting the leather cushions. I moan fell from her lips as my cock moved inside of her “oh baby be a good girl and let daddy fuck you hm? I know you’ve been craving this from the second you looked at me”. Y/N whimpered and nodded as I started fucking into her “that’s it, good girl detka”. Quickly grabbing a hold of the leather she moaned “f-fucking hell daddy you’re so big” I laughed a little and kept fucking her “I know darling”. Y/N’s head threw back as her eyes closed, I slapped her tit “ah ah, no little girl, you look daddy in the eyes while she’s fucking you. I want to memorize exactly what you look like when you’re falling apart under me”

Y/N’s eyes shot open again as she watched me, I nodded and slipped my fingers into her mouth, lightly making her gag which in turn made her clench around my strap. She quickly got the understanding to suck and begun swirling her tongue around my fingers. My digits muffling her moans as her teary eyes watched me. I smiled and mocked her “look at you, drooling all over yourself as I fuck your tight little pussy. You look fucking pathetic darling. I’m glad you’re found a better use for that pretty mouth of yours rather than bratting”. At this point she was too busy to complain, to dumb fucked out to argue. Fucking into her harder I groaned “fuck pup you look so pretty like this”. She moaned loud and bucked her hips, I cocked my eyebrow at her “you like that one huh? You want daddy to breed this sweet little pussy? To claim you?”. A babbled yes fell from her mouth around my fingers. I smirked and fucked into her harder “fuck thats my good girl”

Y/N’s legs started to shake, I took my fingers out of her mouth “you ask for permission to cum detka” her moans grew louder “p-please daddy please can I cum?” I groaned and nodded “fuck babygirl cum for me, gonna fill you up, make my cum drip from that pretty little cunt”. I gripped her legs and spread them wider as she came. Fully bottoming out inside her I came with her. Filling her cunt as she screamed a little “h-holy fucking shit daddy!” I laughed as I kissed her cheek “such a good girl for me, now everyone in the office knows who’s screwing you”, Y/N’s face tinted red as I stroked her cheek “it’s okay darling, you’re mine now”

As her breathing slowed I gently pulled out, some of the cum dripping from her cunt as it spilled on the couch. Chuckling I rubbed her thighs “such a messy girl”. I went into my private bathroom and wet a washcloth, coming back I kissed her inner thigh “may I dove?”. Y/N nodded all floaty, I melted at her relaxed face and fucked out body. While I cleaned her up I spoke “no more of the bratty attitude okay baby?” Y/N nodded and whispered “okay daddy”. I smiled softly at her and gently put her panties back on and grabbed one of my blankets from my storage ottoman, wrapping her up in it as I picked her up and held her in my arms “that’s my good girl, you can rest now darling”

Y/N cuddled into my neck and closed her eyes. While she dozed off I rubbed some cream on her ass, admiring the indentation of my rings on her red flesh for a few seconds. Kissing her head I sat down and continued to do some of my work, doing my best not to wake the sleeping angel in my lap.

[marvelnatr]

Literally had to breathe through this one🥵

brat.

summary・after finding out your father enrolled you into an internship about which you couldn’t bother to care about, you act out in front of your new boss unaware of the consequences that would follow.

pairing・brat tamer!natasha romanoff x brat!f!reader

content warnings・age gap (nat is in her 40s and reader is in their 20s), mean!nat, face-slapping, forced submission, edging (if you squint), degradation (whore, slut etc), pet play-ish (reader is referred to as pup/puppy), oral (nat receiving), nat has a cock, fingering, daddy kink, unprotected p in v, rough sex, after care.

wc・5.1k

note・multiples breaks had to be taken while writing this 🤭.

“So you’re Tony’s brat?”

You rolled your eyes in annoyance. Great, another babysitter under the guise of being a mentor. You knew you shouldn't have trusted your father’s sweet smile when he saw you off at the entrance of her office. “Don’t worry, kid. Nat’s great at what she does, you’ll learn a lot from her!” his words echoed in your mind as you stepped forward.

“I see we have an attitude problem,” Natasha said, standing up and holding her hand out to you. “But don't worry, I like a challenge.”

There was something behind her grin that had your stomach in twists, but you chose to ignore it and took her hand and gave it a firm shake. “Y/n,” you said, sitting down on one of her chairs.

She raised an eyebrow but didn't speak on it. “So, what do you know about being a C.E.O?” she asked, resting her chin on the palm of her hand.

“I dunno,” you shrugged.

Well, this was a first. All the previous people your father hired never asked you about your job or anything. It was mostly just silence while they drove you around town to shop.

Natasha surprisingly seemed to be satisfied with your answer. “Great!” she clasped her hands together and got up, “Come with me,” she motioned you to follow her. “Where are we going?” you asked, confused as to where she was leading you.

“A meeting,” she finally answered as you both stopped in front of a black door. “What you need is hands-on experience. Think of it like a snippet of what you’ll be doing once your dad hands down the business to you.” She opened the door and you walked into the brightly lit room. It’s not going to be that bad right?

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The meeting was horrible. Bored out of your mind couldn't even cover what you felt. Natasha seemed fine though, well obviously, she did this every day.

“How was it?” she asked, walking out of the room with you in tow. “Horrible,” you deadpanned, biting back a yawn. “I never want to do that ever again.” Whatever little interest in taking the business you had before, had completely diminished after that 4-hour meeting. You’d be damned if you had to do it every day.

Natasha chuckled, “Too bad, this will be your job for the next month, welcome to the company, Y/n.”

You froze at her words, “WHAT!?”

Natasha’s face morphed at your outburst. You had forgotten you were in front of her employees but that didn't stop you, “What the fuck do you mean by that?!” You should've known this. Your father tricked you, this was his last try to push you into this business space.

“Calm down,” she said, trying to avoid the scene that you were causing in front of her employees and her co-workers. You ignored the hard glare Natasha was throwing you and spat, “I’m not doing this,” and turned around to leave.

Natasha grabbed your wrist, painfully squeezing it, and dragged you to her office. You hissed, “Let me go!” you snapped at her, but your anger fell on deaf ears.

The door slammed shut and she practically threw you in front of her. “Are you that stupid?” she barked, “Who do you think you are? Making a scene like that in front of my potential clients!” she stepped closer to you, making you flinch.

“I don't care what problem you have with your dad, but let's make one thing clear, I won't stand for your behavior like he does. Act out like that again and I'm gonna make you regret ever opening your mouth, am I clear?” she hissed through gritted teeth, looking at you like you were nothing but vermin under her shoe.

You might be scared but you weren't going to let anyone speak like this to you. Clenching your fists, you snapped at her, “Who do you think you are? Who the fuck are you to speak to me like that!? I don't ca—”

Smack!

You could only register what happened once your head fell to the side and felt your cheek burn. “Listen here you bitch, you don't speak to me like that. Ever. You are in no position to tell me how I should speak to you.” Natasha gripped your cheeks, glowering down at you.

“You don't embarrass me like that in front of my employees. You’re here to fucking work. You’re not here to prance around like a dumb bimbo and think shit will just get handed to you, understand?” You grunted as she let go of your face. You blinked back the tears that collected behind your eyes. “What a fucking bitch,” you hissed as your face throbbed with pain.

“What was that?” she asked, she did hear you, but she was testing if you’d say it again. To your fortune, you remained silent and she let it go. Just this once.

“Go there,” she pointed to the chair next to her table. “Sit down and write me an apology letter.”

Your mouth fell open at her demand, “No way!” The glare she shot you had your head bowing. It wouldn't be smart to pick a fight with her. Your face still hurts from the slap. Silently, you walked over to your designated place and sat down, humiliation radiating off of every fiber in your body.

Natasha slid a paper and pen toward you. “I expect it within an hour,” she announced. You glared at her, opening your mouth to snark at her but snapped your mouth shut and lowered your gaze to the blank sheet of paper. It wouldn’t be good for you.

Natasha noticed this and smirked, at least you could use your brain.

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Natasha’s eyebrows were furrowed as she scanned your apology. Now that you’ve gotten a better look at her, you had to admit that she was fine.

And you hated that.

Hated how even though she had insulted you, slapped you, humiliated you by making you write a fucking apology letter as if you were some five-year-old. . . that twisting sensation in your stomach only grew as you looked up at her— specifically at those full biceps that tensed as she continued to hold the paper. Did she work out? If she flexed any harder, the black full-sleeve she wore would tear in no time.

Not like you’d mind if that happened.

Her nostrils flared as she read the last sentence and you smiled to yourself. Oops, maybe you pushed a bit too far with that line. “I’m sorry for not giving a fuck,” Natasha repeated. You stifled a small chuckle, technically, you did apologize. She looked at you and unlike you, Natasha did not find any of this even moderately funny.

She had to admit, she was holding back on you. It’s not like she didn't know how you were brought up. Spoiled. Never worked a hard day in your life and never had to apologize for a single thing. Your face practically screamed it.

But she did admire how bratty you were though, even after that slap— that she intended to apologize for because she did go too far. But now she regrets that she didn't go far enough because if she did, you’d have properly apologized.

“Are you happy now?” you asked, furthering the lines that were already crossed. You felt a bit of fear creep up at the sight of her face. Her eyes darkened as she continued to glare at you. “Get up,” her voice cold— unemotional. Thick with an accent that you recognized as Russian. What else did she have in store for you?

Her hand landed on your thigh. “You’re funny,” a humorless laugh left her mouth. Her fingers drew circles on your exposed skin. “You're dumber than a fucking dog. Can’t even follow a simple instruction such as writing a fucking apology!” she spat.

You were completely taken aback. A lump formed in your throat as she continued. “Does this make you happy? Annoying people, acting like some diva. You don't have any other personality than being a bitch because that's the only way people will ever pay attention to you. I pity the parents who have to put up with you.”

You looked at her, eyes wide with shock. Surprised by how much venom her words contained. You quickly wiped a stray tear that slipped out of your eyes. “I’m sorry. . . that you're such a sorry excuse of a person,” you spat, sniffling. That line about your parents was totally uncalled for.

Natasha had enough of it. Her hand grabbed your throat, making something akin to a grunt and moan escape your mouth.

“You know what would’ve been fine!?” she yelled, “If you would have just said, ‘I’m sorry for being such a bitch, Natasha. I won't ever do it again.’ I would have let it go. But no, you have to test me, huh? You just have to be a bitch. Is that how much of an attention-whore you are!?”

Your thighs subconsciously clenched at her words and Natasha did not let it go unnoticed. “Oh?” her voice deepened and it sounded delicious. “Is this getting you off?” She tightened the grip on your neck.

You flinched when she bunched up your skirt, “Do you like being called a whore?” It was unfair how sexy she sounded. You whimpered at her words.

You had long ditched the snarky remark you had at the tip of your tongue instead you could only focus on the growing tightening of your stomach. You hated how your body was reacting to this— to her. Natasha chuckled, “It all makes sense,” she whispered.

“You are just a braindead bimbo, aren’t you?” she cooed, her voice filled with faux sweetness. “Just hearing that gets you so unbearably wet doesn't it?” her hand traveled under your skirt, forcing her hand between the thighs that squeezed for dear life.

She whistled at how damp your inner thighs were. “Poor thing,” she mumbled. “This is all you know, isn't it? Being a dumb little slut. I am sorry for not realizing this sooner, otherwise, we would be in a completely different place right now.”

You didn't understand what she meant— too focused on how close her hand was. So unbearably close to where you needed her. Natasha’s hand probed at your soaked underwear, just the slightest brush of her fingers against your clit had your back arching, but that pleasure was pulled away from you as quickly as it was given.

You whimpered, “No.”

“If I knew you were such a slut, I’d have fucked you stupid already. Or, you could have just asked.” Natasha chuckled, her voice teasing as she pinched at your thighs. “But, I do love a challenge and you are my biggest one yet, baby.” She leaned closer to you, loosening the grip on her throat, once she noticed your eyes glaze over.

Her hand went back under your skirt, this time she rubbed slow circles over your clothed cunt. You moaned brokenly, leaning into her touch. Your hips tried to rock against her hand but she quickly got a hold of you with her free hand.

You gasped. Why was she being such a tease?

“Are you like this with everyone? I’ve heard your dad had hired many people before me to look after you, were you like this with them?” her face was so close to you, that you could feel her breath hit your cheek.

“Did you let them fuck you dumb?” your eyes were trained on the ground. The shame that ignited the flame in your belly only fueled your arousal. You were drenching her hand.

“Come on, puppy, answer me. Did you put up a front like this or did you spread it for them?” your hips bucked against her hand, and a shuddering breath left your lips at the sensation. It was so humiliating but you couldn't care about it anymore. “Answer me,” she said firmly.

“Yeah, I did,” you hissed, glaring at her through glossy eyes. “And guess what? I enjoyed it too. They made me wetter than you could ever.” You knew you were fighting a losing game. But she did mention she liked a challenge, so why not just give it to her?

The older woman was silent for a moment, looking at you with something mixed with astonishment. Natasha clasped a hand over your mouth, “I’ll fuck the attitude out of you.”

Her fingers pinched your overly sensitive nub. A sadistic smile grew on her face as you screamed behind her hand.

“First, let's make you apologize. If you do, I'll let you cum. Isn't that a good start?” You weren't given time to respond to her. She just kept on rubbing. Your clit throbbed with pain and pleasure, every touch had your thighs shaking.

Your brain was slowly turning hazy, “You should see how you look right now,” she said, her breath hot against your face. She slid your panties to the side and pushed three long fingers into your pussy. “Oh fuck!” you cried. The sound of your cunt squelching echoed inside the office, much to your arousal and shame.

Your walls clenched harder at each thrust, signaling your incoming orgasm. “Say you’re sorry and I’ll let you cum. I know you want to. Just look at how this slutty cunt is clenching around my fingers.”

A whine left your mouth at the degrading words she shot your way. Your hips move erratically to match her pace to get to that sweet peak. You were so, so close.

Natasha chuckled, giving you a slap on your face which just made your cunt clench tighter onto her fingers. “I- I won't,” you tried to speak, but she was going so quickly.

“Hngh— fuck! I’m sorry, I'm so sorry!” you cried with each thrust. “For what?” Natasha asked, her fingers had slowed down, but they were going much deeper inside you.

Your body was quivering in front of her. The entire room was filled with the sounds of your wet pussy and moans. “For being such a bi- bitch,” your breath hitched as she curled her fingers against your G-spot. She looked at the state you were in; tear-stricken face, spit dripping down your chin and your legs wide open. It would be a waste if she didn't make you wait a little longer.

“I don’t believe you,” she sang.

Now, Natasha would have expected you to slap her, throw a tantrum like a toddler, or scream at her. But what she didn't expect was for you to start crying. Loud sobs wracked your frame and your swollen let out the most pathetic little whimpers.

Your lips quivered as you pleaded, “I’m sorry, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to, I'm sorry. I'll be good for you, daddy. Please let me cum. I can't do it anymore please, please!”

Such a contrast to your smart-mouthed self. It was satisfying to see how much control she had over you. How easy she made you submit— body and mind.

Her eyes dropped down to your gushing cunt, you had leaked over her entire forearm. With one more look at your face, she gave in.

“Cum.”

Natasha covered your mouth not wanting any of her workers to hear you scream. “I’m cumming, I’m cumming,” you blabbered over and over again as you rocked your hips against her fingers. She wasn't even moving them anymore. She just stood back and watched you ride the orgasm out on her fingers.

Her cock strained in the confines of her pants. She’s pretty sure after hearing you say the word ‘daddy’ like that and added with how hot you looked fucked out on her table, she’d be surprised if she hadn't already come.

Natasha stroked your face, her thumb sliding over your plump, wet lips. You looked at her as if you were hypnotized, so pliant— for her. “You’ll be good for me?” she asked, her other hand unzipping her pants. “You’ll be a good girl?”

You nod dumbly, tongue lolling out for her. “Mhm,” you take her thumb inside your mouth. Swirling your tongue around it. So you can be a good girl. She watched for a few moments as you sucked on her thumb before she fell back into her chair and subsequently pulled you along with her.

You groaned as your cunt brushed against her hard-on. Hands reaching down to palm at it. “Silly girl,” she said, slapping your hand away. “Did I give your permission to do that?” she asked and your response was immediate, “No, daddy.”

Natasha smiled, giving your cheek a soft pinch in reward. “Exactly. You promised you’d be a good girl for me, didn't you?” you nodded at her words. “So, how do good girls ask for permission?” She cupped your cheeks in her hands. You were completely out of it— she could feel you dripping down on her cock. Your eyes were glazed over— no one was home inside your brain.

“Answer me, Y/n, I don’t have all day,” She slapped your face again— lighter this time making you pout ever so slightly.

“Please?” You asked, eyes darting down to her cock. The tip was flushed bright red and your juices were mixing with her pre-cum. She could see the need behind your eyes.

She bit her lips and grabbed you by the waist. “You gotta do better than that baby,” she whispered, pinching your nipple through your shirt.

You whine, “Please, daddy, please fuck me with your cock.” You palmed at her soft chest. Looked at her with pliant, doe eyes that she couldn’t refuse. “Atta girl, such a fast learner.”

Everything felt hazy. You could feel Natasha’s hands all over your body. Every touch, caress, and thrust had your body yearning for more— eyes clenched shut, a fire churned in your lower belly and slowly coursed through your entire body.

Your mouth cried out with each thrust, hitting all the right spots. Your nails dug into her skin, threatening to rip into her shirt. Her hand slapped at your ass, kneading the reddening spot before leaving a darker bruise on your flesh.

“Daddy, I’m gonna,” you groaned. Your movements weakened from the unbearable tightness forming in your stomach. She was the one moving you up and down on her length.

You were addicted to the delicious sensation of her cock hammering into you. “You’re so deep,” you whimpered, eyes rolling back to your skull.

“Yeah, I am,” Natasha rasped, her palm pressed on the bulge on your stomach. “You’re squeezing me so tight pup, are you gonna make a mess over daddy’s cock?” She asked, her hand pushing up your shirt to palm at your breasts.

She could feel your walls convulse against her dick. Your spongy cunt just kept pulling her deeper and deeper.

“I’m gonna cum, daddy!” Natasha’s hand flew to your mouth. If she was anywhere else, she’d let you moan as loud as you wanted, but here? The last thing she wanted her employees to know was the absolute filth that was going on inside her office. Your eyes squeezed close, body shaking as you came over her cock that kept rutting into you.

Natasha watched as you mumbled obscenities behind her hand, “Such a filthy mouth,” she chuckled, holding you in place in case you fell off her. You leaned into her body, resting your head against her soft chest. The after-effects of having been thoroughly fucked seeped into your muscles.

“Get off,” Natasha said, pulling you away from your cocoon of comfort. “Why?” your voice came out raspy and Natasha took a mental note to get you some water after she was done with you.

“Think you’re the only one that gets to cum here? You better thank me for even letting you cum. With the way you were acting, you should be glad I didn't edge you senseless.” Your cunt throbbed at the thought.

“Suck me off,” she mumbled, pulling her glistening, semi-flaccid cock out of your pussy. You whimpered at the strange emptiness. Natasha watched some of your cum slide down her cock.

You gingerly got off the comfort that was Natasha’s lap and settled down on the soft carpet between her feet, looking up at her with pleading eyes. “Go on, put that mouth to a much better use, slut.”

You grabbed her cock with both hands, kissing the angry tip of her length. You could feel her harden in your grasp, and you engulfed her in one go— well tried too. Maybe you were too cocky or she just had a really big dick.

Natasha’s hand grasped your hair in a faux ponytail. A low groan was coaxed out of her as you worked your way into swallowing her whole. She was going crazy seeing your cheeks hollow out, eyes roll back as her tip smacked the back of your throat. But you were a good girl who’d do anything for, and Natasha knew it.

It only took a bit of coaxing to get you to behave. “Easy, girl,” she groaned, watching you gag at her cock. There was spit dripping down your chin and tears slipping out of your eyes as you struggled to keep her inside your mouth. She was stretching it so much.

“Should’ve just done this at the start, put that— shit,” she drawled, “put that bratty mouth to good use. Bet you would’ve loved that, hm? Would’ve loved to sit there under my table in that meeting sucking me off, huh?” she rutted her hips into your mouth. You nodded as best as you could. She chuckled, “Damn right you would.”

Your head bobbed up and down, hypnotizing her as you sucked her sloppily. The sounds were nothing shy of pornographic— the filthy sounds of her cock squelching in and out, your gags and whimpers as she stretched your mouth to the max.

Your hands pumped her cock over and over until her words turned into low groans. “Shit, baby,” your head was slammed down completely, making your nose get pressed against her pubic bone. You could feel her cock convulse inside and soon enough, your throat was getting painted white as she came inside you and you swallowed every single drop.

You released her cock with a soft ‘plop!’ and flexed your jaw. It hurt like hell, but seeing her head get thrown back, and her chest heaving was worth it. Natasha sat up in her chair, a smile forming on her face as her eyes fell on you staring up at her. “No snarky remarks to share? Or, are you too fucked out?” She smiled as your head fell.

“Now she’s quiet,” she mocked, grabbing you by the chin and tilting your head up. “All you needed was to get stuffed by a cock for you to behave properly, huh?”

You whimpered in protest. Not having enough strength in your body to verbally attack her even though you knew it would be futile. “As I said, let’s forget about your behavior today, but don't think you’ll be let off so easily every time,” she said.

You bit your lip trying to form a smart-mouthed retort but Natasha had already picked you up and was carrying you to the bathroom.

“Why do you have a bath in your office?” you asked, as she put you down on the floor.

“I have a bedroom here too,” she said with a smile. You looked at her with a confused face.

“Are you a workaholic?”

“Sort of,” Natasha shrugged.

She twisted the pipe and you yelped as cold water hit your body. The redhead chuckled at you before pulling you close. “I’m sorry,” she said, her hands massaging your lower back.

You looked at her confused, “Why? Are you regretting fucking me?”

“No, not even a little bit,” she said, smiling cockily.

This was a side of her, you never thought you’d see. She was rubbing shampoo into your hair so gently, even though this was the same woman who had manhandled you minutes ago.

“You’re not stupid, you're smart and I’m sure you’ll be a great C.E.O,” Natasha said, her voice so soft. It felt like a warm blanket being wrapped around your body, “You were so good taking me today, although I do not appreciate your attitude today at all. And most importantly, you’re more than a good fuck.”

You hummed, not knowing how you were able to respond to her words. Inside you felt warm though, “Thank you,” you said, doing the same thing she was doing for her, running soap over her built body.

The shower ended in comfortable silence. You weren’t sure of what you were supposed to say, though Natasha had no problem in touching; under the guise of ‘thoroughly’ cleaning you and coaxing an orgasm or maybe two out of you.

“Wear this, I’m pretty sure this will fit,” you grabbed the clothes she offered, smiling in appreciation. You changed into her clothes and sat down on the couch, watching Nat change into her clothes.

It’s always after sex that you remember all the things you said. You flushed in embarrassment at how easily you had given in to her. But the sex was good, really good. Thinking about it had you unconsciously clenching your thighs together.

Natasha poured you a glass of water and gave it to you. “Here,” she sat down next to you, watching you gulp it down instantaneously. You finished your glass and placed it on the coffee table before turning to her.

“So. . .” you began, unsure of what to say.

You wanted to slap yourself. This wasn't the first time you hooked up with someone, but this was your first time giving in to someone like this.

“So,” Natasha echoed, “We couldn't get any work done,” she smiled, looking at her table stacked with files and papers. “Nor did I teach you what I was supposed to teach you.”

“Am I some sort of intern?” you ask, remembering the argument that had led both of you here.

“Yes,” she answered. “You’ll be accompanying me in meetings, doing some paperwork. . . and also assisting me in other personal stuff,” she smirked. You averted your gaze, trying to not show any emotion but Natasha could see how your gaze became distant; remembering everything.

“You know what,” she spoke up, snapping you out of your daze. “I like you so much better when your mouth is stuffed with my dick.”

“Natasha!” you snapped, face twisted in embarrassment.

You immediately shut your mouth at her glare, “Don’t say that,” you mumbled, picking at an invisible string off your pants— her pants.

“Looks like you're not as good of a girl you claim to be,” she retorted.

Your head snapped to protest but a smile formed over your face, “You did say you liked a challenge.” Natasha laughed, “Brat,” she said, pulling you onto her lap. You rolled your eyes, “You’re so annoying.”

Her hand smacked your face lightly, “Roll your eyes at me again and I’ll make you cockwarm me throughout tomorrow's meeting.”

That had your mouth snapping shut and again, you fell into your shy silence. “Sorry,” you mumbled. Natasha’s chest rumbled with a soft, “Hm. Sorry, what?”

You dug your nails into your palm. “I,” you trailed off, feeling minuscule under her intense stare. “I’m sorry, daddy.”

“That’s good,” she said. Her hand cupped your cheek, thumb probed your lips apart. “You still have things to learn, don't you pup?” she asked, easing you into that mental space again.

You hummed against her digit, “I do.”

Before she could let her thumb slip in, you were interrupted by a knock on the door. “Must be my dad,” you said, squirming out of her hold. Natasha smiled, “I’ll let him know what a wonderful student you are,” she said, slapping your ass as you rushed past her.

“Dad!” you greeted, opening the door

Natasha appeared behind you with a bright smile. “Tony, you were right, she is promising!” she said, shooting you a sly glance.

“Why did you change your clothes?” he asked, looking at the larger clothing you wore. You scrambled to find a response but Natasha noticed and laughed, “You know her, she’s an extremely messy girl!”

Your eyes widened at the double meaning behind her comment. You glared at her, silently threatening her but she couldn't care less.

“That’s true, she does take after me on that. But how was she? Any trouble?” your father patted your shoulder.

You tched at his question, “Dad,” you began, trying to make him lay off the interrogation.

“She’s such a pleasure to work with. I mean, she’s such a good girl.” This woman was out to get you.

“Are you, kid?” Tony asked with a surprised look, “Usually, everyone I hire leaves after a week or two. She never liked being told what to do,” you wished he’d just stop talking.

Natasha looked at you, “Really? I think she listens just fine. Those people just didn't know how to deal with you. You're good, aren't you?” you could feel her eyes boring holes into your skull but you kept your head down, could practically picture the shit eating grin on her face.

“Or, she might be waiting to get you later,” Tony suggested, laughing as you nudged him.

“We’ll see that,” She reached out and gave you a pat on the head.

You gave her a quick smile and spun both you and your father around. “See you tomorrow, Ms. Romanoff,” you say, looking over your shoulder before dragging your father with you.

“Wait, you left something here,” she called out. You turned around to see you waving for you to come back. You asked your father to wait outside in the car and walked back towards her office.

“What?” you asked, voice coming off harsher than you intended. Immediately, you lowered your gaze.

Natasha wasn’t pleased with your tone but decided to brush it off, “You forgot this,” she said, digging into her back pocket before pulling out your lace panties.

Dangling it on her finger in front of your face. You could see the dampened part of the fabric and smirked as you quipped back, “Keep it as a souvenir in case you miss me.”

Natasha chuckled, “How generous of you,” her hand already grabbing at you in places. “Do you want me to fuck that brat out of you again?”

“I have to go,” you said in a rushed voice. “I know. . . how about a quickie?” she asked. You smacked her hand away, scowling. An action she did not appreciate.

“You are annoying.”

You slipped out of the door, knowing you’d have to deal with her tomorrow, and whatever she planned as your lesson would have you regretting your word choices.

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Still mine

Warnings: dom!Natasha, Sub!Reader, choking, degrading, mocking, fingering, smut, cheating, angst, fluff. 18+ MINORS DNI

Summary: you were dating Maria hill. She was a good girlfriend, you had finally moved on from Nat after your fall out. Or have you?

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Your POV:

Maria walked behind me, wrapping her arms around my waist and kissing my neck as she whispered “hello beautiful”. I tilted my neck and smiled “hi babe, you ready for the party?” She nodded and pulled out a box, opening it up and showing a gorgeous necklace. Blushing I whispered “oh babe it’s beautiful” Maria smiled “I thought it would look beautiful with your dress”. Maria gently put it around my neck. From the corner of my eye I saw Nat roll her eyes, she always hated it when Maria interacted with me. Natasha would always white knuckle grip the table and storm out of the room anytime Maria talked to or touched me. I turned and smiled at Maria, making eye contact with my ex girlfriend before I let my lips meet Maria’s. Kissing her gently. Natasha grumbled as she walked by me and headed to a different room.

Natasha and I broke up a little under a year ago. It was a stupid fight and she refuses to admit she was wrong. So I moved on and started dating Maria two months ago. She was nice to me and was gentle. We’d go on cute little dates and she’d get me all of these gifts I never thought I deserved. She was good to me. Sometimes I thought about Natasha……only sometimes…..

Maria snapped me out of my thoughts by rubbing my lower back “lets get to this party shall we?” smiling I nodded and followed her to the main room. Walking around with her and conversing with people. I could feel Natashas eyes piercing the back of my skull from across the room as Maria snaked her hand around my waist. Maria gently looked at me “can you get me my normal drink please my love?” Nodding she kissed me and said a gentle thank you as I made my way over to the bar. Natasha looked up at me and grabbed a glass, keeping her eyes trained on me as she made me my drink. I didn’t even have to ask for it, she knew my go to drink, knew exactly how to make it. I looked at her, finally breaking the silence “you’ve gotta stop looking at me like that Natasha” sliding my drink to me she watched me “anything else?” rolling my eyes I spoke, ignoring the fact she just blew off my comment like a child “Maria wants a cosmo”. Nat nodded and pulled out the cocktail glass and started making that drink. I watched her, stating it again “seriously tho Nat quit looking at me like that” she scoffed and looked at me “like what Y/N? Stop looking at you like what?” I laughed at her, she was playing stupid, looking in her eyes I watched her “like you own me” Natasha looked at me again, her green eyes piercing mine, yet she still spoke cool and collected. Her cockiness lacing her tone “I do”. Glaring at her I grit my teeth “you don’t, you lost that privilege when you fucking walked out” Natasha handed me the other drink, still maintaining that same cockiness “yeah sure, whatever helps you sleep at night” taking the drink I spat “fuck you Natasha”

Heading back over to Maria I tried to calm the burning sensation on my skin. I sat down next to my girlfriend and handed her cosmo to her. Maria gave me a kiss on the cheek “thank you love” I nodded and stared at my drink, my mind wandering to Natasha. Maria gently placed her hand on my thigh “are you okay baby? You look frustrated and you’ve barely touched your drink” I shook my head “I’m okay babe” Maria’s eyebrow raised “are you sure darling?” I nodded and got up “I’ll be right back love”

Heading back over to the bar I felt Natasha watching me. Looking up at her I poured the drink down the sink, watching her as it emptied. Natasha rolled her eyes and kept making her drinks. I knew that would piss her off. Natasha always liked to see me take a sip of the drink she made me. She enjoyed the satisfaction of me liking a drink she made. Not anymore. She doesn’t get shit from me. Putting the glass to the side I grabbed a fresh one and reached for the bottle of vodka. Before I could Natasha beat me to the bottle, making eye contact with me “sorry did you need this?” looking at her I rolled my eyes “you’ve got to be fucking kidding me, can you please just stop acting so childish Natasha? Just give me the damn bottle” laughing Nat held it back closer to her shoulder “ask nicely and you can have it” folding my arms I watched her “please can I have the vodka Natasha?” Smirking she watched me “begging now are we?” Glaring at her I walked away. She was just so incredibly fucking cocky and it pissed me off.

I stayed next to Maria the rest of the night. By the time the crowd dwindled to the team I looked at my girlfriend who was obviously drunk. Whispering in her ear I kissed her temple “I think it’s time for you to go to bed, come on love lets go” pouting she nodded and watched me, I laughed a little “don’t give me those puppy dog eyes love, come on, up you get”. Helping her to her feet I said goodnight to the team. Nat rolling her eyes as she sipped her beer. Making our way up to our shared room I helped Maria get undressed and into bed. She pulled me into her, gently kissing my lips. I moaned a little, I had been horny all night and needed a release bad. Quickly getting up I squeaked “lemme get a towel”. Maria nodded and I disappeared into the bathroom. Within the short time I was gone Maria had managed to fall asleep. Guess I’d be taking care of myself tonight.

Natasha’s POV:

I sat beside Wanda and listened to the team ramble. I love the way I can get under Y/N’s skin so easily. How I fluster her so much. Eventually everyone went to bed. I had looked at the time. It was two in the morning. Heading over to the kitchen I grabbed a bowl and some fruit, gently cutting the strawberries. Hearing footsteps I glanced over to see Y/N, her hair in a messy bun and a big shirt with short shorts. She looked at me and ignored me. Getting on her tippy toes she tried to get a glass from the cabinet. After watching her struggle I sighed and reached over her, grabbing her the glass and holding it out for her. Y/N watched me and refused to take it from me. Setting it down on the counter I watched her grab it when I walked away. Passing by me and getting herself water. I turned and leaned against the island “are you ever going to stop hating me Y/N?”. Y/N kept focused on filling her water “I don’t” cocking my eyebrow at her I cut another strawberry “you do, you won’t even take a glass from my hand”. I watched as she took a swig of her water and looked at me “I don’t hate you Natasha, you walked away from us. I’m just trying to get over you” I watched her “but you don’t have too” shaking her head she poured the water down the sink “I-I love Maria now Nat”. Folding my arms over my chest I tilted my head “that didn’t sound very convincing. If you ask me I know you haven’t cum properly in months” Y/N choked a little and watched me “w-what?” I laughed at her and put the knife down on the counter, walking up to her and cornering her “tell me darling when did you last really cum?”

Y/N clenched her thighs together, her cheeks flushing that unmistakable red. Smirking I watched her “are all your needs not being met pretty thing?” Y/N whimpered and shook her head no, nodding I tutted “oh baby, I can help with that. Just say the word and I’ll fix that little problem for you”. A whine fell from her lips, her eyes needy and pleading for me to fuck her. I traced her jawline “I’m waiting detka”, her eyes met mine as she whimpered “p-please fuck me I can’t take this anymore”. Smirking I grabbed her ass and mocked “there’s my girl. I knew it darling. You might like all the pretty gifts she gets you, but you’re still running back here to let me fuck you…..how pathetic”

A moan fell from her lips as I grabbed her jaw “lets see if you remember how to follow orders. I know Maria has definitely been slacking in that area given your audacity to speak to me the way you have been. Get your ass upstairs and go to my room and strip”. Y/N ran upstairs, smirking I brought my strawberries with me as I followed her. I opened up my bedroom door to see Y/N kneeling in the middle of the floor, her hands flat on her lap. I placed the strawberries on my desk and walked right up to her and mocked “oh look at you baby, you remember” I lifted her chin gently with my index finger “so pretty kneeling for me. Stand up and lay down on the bed detka, let me remind you how good I made you feel”

Y/N quickly got up and laid down on the bed, her legs falling open. My hand made its way to her cunt, gently trailing my finger around but never giving her what she craved. You could feel the heat radiating off her pussy. Y/N bucked her hips “p-please Nat” I smirked and tutted “oh come on baby, you can beg better then that” a little cry fell from her lips “N-Nat please just fuck me. I-I need you. I need your fingers again”. Trying to hide a groan I slipped my two fingers in her cunt. Her walls wrapping around my fingers. I curled my fingers up into her and tutted “oh baby, so fucking tight. I’m struggling to work my fingers into your pretty little cunt right now”. A moan fell from her lips as she bucked her hips “f-fuck Nat” I began fucking her faster, leaning my body over her “such a good girl, letting your cunt swallow my fingers so well”

I felt her walls tighten around my fingers, her breathing began to quicken, I smirked at her and mocked “what? You wanna cum? Does my fucking slut want to cum?” Y/N moaned “p-please I need too. I-I please” looking in her eyes I watched her “then what’s my name?” Her hips bucked “Natasha come on” I shook my head and put my thumb on her clit “that’s not my name detka, come on you know it” arching her back she whined “m-mommy” groaning I curled my fingers up into her and wrapped my hand around her throat, choking her “such a good fucking girl, go ahead and cum for me”. Y/N fisted the sheets and came hard. Her legs shaking as she moaned “f-fuck thank you”. Pulling my fingers out I put them in my mouth, sucking my fingers clean of her sweet sweet taste “mmmm I missed you baby”

Y/N blushed and looked up at me “I-I’ve missed you too” I laughed a little and laid beside her “what I just had to fuck the attitude out of you this whole time?”, she pushed me a little and cuddled “don’t get cocky with this, you were still in the wrong” sitting up on my arm I gently ran my hand along her body, gently touching her “I know baby and I’m really sorry. I fucked up and I was being stubborn. I am really sorry love, I fucked up”. She teared up a little “t-thats all I’ve wanted you to say” kissing her head I rubbed her back. Holding her close to me “it’s okay beautiful”. After a few minutes of silence she looked at me “what do we do about Maria?” I looked at her “did you love her?”. Y/N thought for a second and shook her head “no, I-I thought I did but she’d ignore my needs and wants….I kinda just followed her around and she bought me stuff”. Nodding I held her close to me, rubbing her arms “we can take care of that in the morning love, for now you need some cuddles and aftercare”

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No power

Warnings: Daddy!Nat, Mommy!Wanda, little!reader, paci use, little space. 18+ MINORS DNI

Description: You’re in the safe house trailer with your caregivers when the power goes out. The sudden feeling of the fan not running wakes and you get scared.

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Natasha’s POV:

I put our bags down at the door and kissed Wanda “stay here love, I’m gonna clear the trailer okay?” Wanda nodded as I looked at Y/N in her arms “I’ll be right back little one okay?” Y/N squirmed a little with worry “right back daddy?” I nodded and kissed her head “right back my love” I quickly began to clear the trailer. After it had been cleared I came back. Y/N’s little squeal of excitement melted my heart as she reached for me. I gently took her from Wanda’s arms as she watched me “so were good here?” I nodded “we should have everything we need, our new ID’s are on the counter if you wanna take a look at them” Wanda nodded and headed over to the counter, looking at the cards and laughing. I furrowed my eyebrows while Y/N played with my hand “what’s so funny love?”. Wanda laughed “your names fanny longbottom.”. I rolled my eyes silently curing my friend for being so immature. I leaned over my wife’s shoulder to see the other two ID’s. Of course they received normal names. Gently kissing Wanda’s cheek I whispered “it’s getting pretty late, we should get her some dinner and in bed” Wanda nodded gently and put the documents away, searching through the cabinets and fridge for food. Wanda loved to make food out of random ingredients. I however suck at it and have been scolded a few times when Wanda has called me from a safe house and I was eating spagettios from the can.

Kissing Y/N’s cheek I smiled at her “lets give mommy some space cutie. You wanna watch a movie” Y/N nodded “otay daddy” Smiling I gently tickled her tummy. Little giggles filled the room as she squirmed “daddy that tickles!” I laughed and stopped “you’re so cute love bug” Y/N laid her head on my shoulder as I grabbed her blanket from her bag and her comfort stuffie. Sitting on the couch with her I kissed her head and turned on bluey. Her eyes quickly focused on the TV as I played on my phone.

After twenty more minutes Wanda came in and placed the bowls in front of me. Leaning up I kissed her “looks amazing as always my darling” Wanda blushed. I loved when she blushed. It was so adorable. Sitting down gently she whispered “thank you love” nodding gently Wanda gently kissed Y/N’s head “I gotta get your blanky love bug, we dont want it getting dirty do we?” Y/N pouted slightly and shook her head “No mommy”. Cooing softly I pet her head “it’s alright detka, you’ll get it right back after dinner” Gently pulling her small frame into my lap I began to feed her. Wanda and I talking about our next moves. After dinner I kissed Wanda “I got dishes, you wanna give her her shower?” Wanda nodded and picked up Y/N “come on little stinker”. Y/N giggled as Wanda smothered her face in kisses walking to the bathroom

Wanda’s POV:

I carried Y/N into the bathroom and gently began to help her undress after turning on the shower. She looked at me “bath mommy” folding her clothes to the side I spoke “we don’t have a bath in this house cutie pie” Y/N pouted a little and watched the shower, gently booping her nose I kissed her head “it’s okay princess, mommy’s gonna shower with you” Y/N smiled and nodded as I undressed and I guided Y/N into the shower. A shrill scream sounded through the bathroom as I jumped “jesus!” Y/N squeaked “cold mommy!”. Natasha was standing in the bathroom with her gun drawn, fear flooded her eyes. Quickly calming her I joked a little while nervously laughing “note to self, this shower doesn’t warm up fast and I should check the temp” Nat rolled her eyes, putting her gun in her waistband and looked at Y/N. I pulled her shivering body into me and rubbed her arm as Nat spoke “I’m sorry it was cold baby girl”. She nodded and I watched Nat “I’m sorry love”. She shook her head “you didn’t know darling just be more careful next time. I’m gonna finish up with dishes okay? I love you” I nodded as we exchanged a kiss and she walked off. Looking at Y/N I kissed her head “alright bug lets get you cleaned up”

After getting Y/N all clean I put her in her pajamas and laid her in our bed “time for ni ni sweet girl”. Natasha walked in the room just on time and smiled at Y/N “hi little one”. She reached for Nat. Y/N always loved getting cuddles from Nat at night. Natasha picked her up and cuddled her, cradling her small form in her arms as she whispered to me “can you get me her paci and her stuffie love?” nodding I kissed my wife and headed to her bag.

Natasha’s POV:

I looked back down at little Y/N when Wanda left the room. Her sweet face turned to me as her lips curved into a smile. She never fails to make me melt. Sitting in bed I ran my fingers through her hair “my sleepy baby girl”. Wanda came back in and laid beside us, gently rubbing her knuckle over Y/N’s cheek “open sweet girl”. Y/N happily took the soother in her mouth. Smiling softly at her I ran my finger along her face, calming her body. Within a few minutes her eyes were closed and the sound of light suckles filled the room.

Laying her down Wanda and I both kissed her head and headed to the small living room. I sat down on the couch and opened my arms for my beautiful wife. Wanda sat down beside me and cuddled into my side. Gently rubbing her arm I whispered “you wanna watch a movie?” Wanda nodded and cuddled into me as I pulled out the laptop and found us a movie. Resting her head on my shoulder she focused on the movie. It’s one we had watched a hundred times cause it was downloaded on my computer. It was either this or Moana and if I have to hear the song shiny one more time by that stupid crab I think I’ll just throw my computer. About thirty minutes into the movie the power cut out. The entire trailer went dark. I grumbled a little “fuck” as I kisses Wandas hand “I’ll be back my love okay?” Wanda got up and followed me “I’ll come with to help love”. We both threw on our jackets and headed outside

Y/N’s POV:

I woke up to the absence of the sound of the fan. Sitting up I called out “mommy?”. I got no answer and teared up a little. Why aren’t they answering? Did they leave me here?. Slipping out of bed I found my way through the dark of the trailer. My body shivering from the cold. I walked into the living room and found no one in there. Tearing up a little I played with my blanket “d-daddy? m-mommy?”. Again there was no answer. Looking around it was only pitch black. Walking up to the door it opened just as I got close. Stumbling back I tripped and fell on my butt. I looked up to see Natasha and Wanda standing over me. Wanda gently reached down picking me up “what are you doing out of bed little one?” cuddling into Wanda I cried “I-I woke up a-and chu were g-gone” Nat cooed gently “oh baby girl I’m sorry, mommy and I went to go fix the lights, see?” I nodded into my mommy’s shoulder as Nats knuckle rubbed gently across my cheek, both of their touches quickly calming me. Whatever fear I had simply melted away.

I felt Wanda sink into the couch, her arms holding me close to her as my body shivered. Natasha covered me with my blanket and kissed my head “go back to sleep baby girl, I promise mommy and I will protect you” relaxing into Wanda I gently suckled her collarbone and dozed off. The conversation coming from the computer turned into mumbled words till my ears were only trained to the sound of Wanda’s heart. The steady thumping lulling me to sleep. I never wanted to leave here. My safe place.

[marvelnatr]

Fever

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Background: you didn’t join Nat for training at six like you always do. She comes back to find you sick. fluffy natty

Natasha’s POV:

My watch vibrated gently against my wrist, beckoning me to get out of my shared bed with my girlfriend for morning training. I always got up at four am. I’d put on my work out clothes and lay out Y/N’s for when she got up at 5:50 and joined me at 6. After getting ready I’d kiss Y/N’s head and quietly make my way out of the room, careful not to wake my beautiful girlfriends sleeping form.

The two hours quickly passed, I had been watching my watch waiting for Y/N to come in. The entire two hours passed with no sign of her. As my worry grew I called it quits and headed upstairs to our room. When I opened the door I could see Y/N still asleep and curled up on her side of the bed, which was quite unusual given she was a blanket hog and was typically all sprawled out. Taking off my tank top and tossing it to the hamper I sat down on the edge of the bedside, gently whispering “Y/N my love”. I waited for an answer, I got none. Carefully resting my hand on her back I felt how warm she was and frowned, she feels extremely feverish. I kissed her head and went to our bathroom, grabbing a thermometer and some meds in case she needed them. I decided I’d let her rest as long as her body would let her. Texting Clint I asked him if he could make me something to eat which he gave his kind and normal absolutely.

Within the hour Y/N began to stir, her eyebrows furrowing at the small amount of light peeking into our room. I headed to her side of the bed, putting my breakfast plate on our desk on the way. Raking my fingers through her hair I whispered “good morning daring”. Y/N mumbled a little hello and rubbed her head. I gently held her cheek “are you feeling okay baby?” Y/N shook her head “no, my head honestly hurts pretty bad. I’m sorry I missed training Natty” I shook my head “nonsense my love, you’re sick. Let’s get your temp taken okay?”. She nodded and leaned into me. I held her close as I took her temp. It came back as 101. Disregarding the cover in the trash next our bed I gently pet her head “you my darling definitely have a fever” Y/N whined a little and buried her head into my chest. Gently rubbing her head I whispered “lets get you some meds and a bath okay love?” Y/N nodded, kissing her head I gently laid her back down and left to go make our bath. Leaving the door open a little for her to still see me

Y/N’s POV:

I woke up this morning to my alarm blaring. Turning it off and quickly deciding training would not be something I am attending today given the sharp pain in my head. Quickly falling asleep just to wake up a few hours later with my head still hurting. However I am incredibly grateful Natasha is here. My red head girlfriend was wonderful at taking care of me.

So now I’m laying here watching my girlfriend half naked and making a bath. I grabbed my water and the pain meds beside me, taking the pills and laying back down. After a few minutes Natasha came back into the room, leaning down and placing a gentle kiss on my lips. Her coconut and shea butter chapstick always lingers on my lips. That’s how I know a water bottle is hers, the residue of the chapstick rests around the spout of the bottle. Smiling at the familiar taste, Natasha’s lips curved, mirroring the smile painted on my face. Nat smoothly whispered “you ready for the bath love?” I nodded and she picked my up, my head gently leaning into her chest as I rested against her.

A blissful silence fell over us as we cuddled in the warm bath. The aroma of the bath salts my girlfriend had added filled the air. Natasha’s hands gently began to wash me. I’ve always preferred her hands. Feeling her skin on mine was one of the most peaceful feelings ever. Nat began to whisper sweet nothings in my ear, my body sinking into her as all the tension in my muscles relaxed. Natasha never failed to make me feel like I was in heaven when with her. I was completely safe in her arms, in her presence. Closing my eyes I dozed off, falling back asleep.

Natasha’s POV:

Y/N got heavier on top of me. Not that she was heavy but she had definitely fallen asleep given the sudden change to deadweight. Finishing the bath I kissed her head and carried her sleeping frame out of the tub. I gently dried her off and put some panties and my big shirt on her. Getting myself in the same kind of clothes I climbed into bed with her. Y/N immediately cuddled into me, my arms instinctively wrapping around her and pulling her closer to me. Turning on the TV and lowering the volume so I didn’t wake her. She was so beautiful, her sleeping form, the way her face looked angelic. She will always be my girl. My girl.

[marvelnatr]

Fingers

18+ Minors DNI!!!!!

Warnings: Sub!Wanda, Dom!Reader, degrading, praise, fingering, thigh riding, hair pulling, mommy kink

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Y/N’s POV:

Wanda had been eyeing me all night. The way her dress perfectly fit the curves of her body had me reeling. We had been teasing each other for months now. Wanda bratting so subtly. It would be simple little snarky comments like me asking to pass the salt and she’d respond with a make me then laugh with Nat. However she knew what she was doing. How it made me crazy.

Gently coming up to the bar I watched her “my usual please” smirking Wanda glanced up at me then carried on with her business. I rolled my eyes and came over to the other side of the bar, beginning to make my drink. Wanda brushed up against me and I inhaled, taking in a deep breath. I’ve let her get away with this long enough. Wanda began to walk by me, my hand flew up to grip her upper arm. Pulling the redhead to me I growled lowly in her ear “you better start watching your fucking tone with me” Wanda swallowed thick. Her eyes met mine as I watched her with the fuck around and find out look. Wanda watched me. Her eyes needy and begging me to fuck her. Putting down the bottle of vodka I held her arm “lets go”

Throwing Wanda in the bed I quickly straddled her. My body hovering over hers. Wandas eyes met mine, the anticipation in her eyes growing. I gently wrapped my hand around her throat, a quick strained inhale came from her lungs. Smirking I tutted “poor baby, you have anything to say to me?” Wanda struggled to speak as I tightened my grip. She finally let out a strangled plea, begging for me to touch her. Wasting no time I gently trailed my hand down her body, keeping my other securely wrapped around the red heads neck “are you going to be a good girl for me Wanda?” a whimper fell from her lips as she nodded, rubbing her thighs together. Tutting I pushed my leg between her thighs, cutting off the friction the witch was so desperate for. Tears welled up in her eyes, I moved my hand from her neck and rubbed her cheek “you’re so pretty when you cry darling”. Wanda whined “I-I really need it, p-please Y/N, p-please fuck me”

My eyes just about exploded with lust. I quickly pushed my leg against her needy core. Wanda wasted no time beginning to try and get friction against my thigh. Rolling up her dress a little I sat up and pulled her onto my thigh “show me how desperate you are darling, be a good girl and make a mess of yourself all over my thigh” Wanda quickly sat down on my thigh, her eagerness causing her to struggle to get a hold of her rhythm. I laughed at her “you need a little help there baby?” Wanda whined and nodded, her red hair all over her face. I grabbed a hold of her hips and held them into place while pushing me knee up into her. A loud moan fell from her mouth as I began to rock her hips back and forth on my thigh “you are soaked darling, I can feel how wet you are through your pretty panties, how pathetic” My hand made its way to the back of her head, pulling her hair to make her look at me. Wandas breath quickened as she watched me “I-I’m gonna cum” I grabbed her hips and lifted her off me “not yet princess”

Wanda’s POV:

I watched as Y/N gently pushed me back down on the bed her hand on my chest. I swear this woman will be the death of me. Y/N’s hands slowly made their way down my body and to my short dress. Her eyes watched mine as both of her hands held onto my panties “may I”, swallowing I nodded “please”. A smirk played on Y/N’s lips as she pulled my panties down my legs. The cold air hitting my core. Y/N chuckled, her mocking lacing her voice “so sensitive darling”. My cheeks flushed red as I whined “stopppp”. Y/N shook her head “never baby girl, I love seeing you all flustered and desperate for me”. At this point my face couldn’t get any redder. Between Y/N’s mocking and her hands teasing my inner thighs I was bound to crack. All those months of bratting to her I knew she was getting me back for it. But trust me I was not complaining. Y/N pulled me from my thoughts by plunging two fingers into my heated core “f-fuck!”

Y/N’s POV:

I chuckled at Wanda “oh look baby, you’re back to earth again aren’t ya?” Wanda moaned loud and nodded as my fingers found her g-spot, the witches eyes rolled to the back of her head as she began to mumble phrases in Slovakian “j-jebni ma” smirking I watched her “such vulgar language my love” Wanda rolled her eyes a little “oh zmlkni”. Cocking my eyebrow at her I curled my fingers up into her “don’t you dare tell me to shut up little girl”. Wanda gasped and moaned “prepac prepac!” Nodding I buried my fingers into her. Leaning down in her ear and growling slightly “cum for me”

Wandas back arched under me, her legs beginning to shake as her orgasm washed over her. “m-mommy!” Smiling and praising I kissed her cheek gently I whispered “you look so pretty when you cum my love, mommy’s so proud of you” Wanda moaned “t-thank you mommy” smiling I put pressure lightly on her clit. The red head gasped and moaned, her green eyes watched mine, begging me to not have her take anymore. Wanda could beg me all she wanted, she was going to cum for me, one. More. Time.

Picking up my pace again Wanda squirmed and moaned, her already sensitive and overstimulated clit was so sore. Gently leaning over her I kissed her neck. Whispering praises in her ear “taking my fingers so well darling”. At this point Wanda had lost control of most of her senses. Her eyes flickering red every so often when I’d hit a spot that drove her wild. Two things I quickly learned about Wanda when it came to sex. She’d go back to her native tongue and her powers were less controlled. Both happening from the overwhelming amount of pleasure.

My mouth latched onto her pulse point as I continued to fuck her. Pushing her over the edge. Within minutes Wanda was cumming over my fingers again. Her body shaking as she leaned into me trying to catch her breath. I stroked her hair as she came down from her high. Wanda gently nuzzled into me, mumbling a quiet and tired thank you. Pressing a kiss to her forehead I whispered “anytime my beautiful girl, get some rest. I love you so much” Wanda lazily smiled at me and whispered back “I love you too Y/N”

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Part 3 Widows Bite!!!

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Wanda’s POV:

Rushing into Aspens dorm I quickly found her throwing up. I went into caregiver mode, my hand went to her back and rubbed in soothing circles. Natasha was looking around for something. After a few seconds Aspen sat back on her feet and raked her hair back, loose strands quickly falling back down to frame her flushed face. Nat came back a second later with a wet washcloth “here baby, to wipe her mouth” I gently took it “thank you babe”. Holding the side of her face I gently wiped her mouth “you okay Aspen?” nodding slightly she whispered “m fine, I’m sorry” I shook my head while Nat leaned in the doorframe “nonsense, I’m sorry you don’t feel well hon” I rested the back of my hand on her forehead. Shit she was burning up like crazy. I looked at Aspen gently “you feel really warm Aspen, do you have a thermometer?” Shaking her head no she looked down. I’m not really surprised she didn’t have one. I bit my lip to think “okay, do you want me to call anyone? Your mom or dad?” Shaking her head no once again she leaned her head against the cabinets “they aren’t really around”. I nodded and looked at Nat a little lost. Natasha stepped further into the bathroom “come on Aspen lets get you into bed, the bathroom floor can’t be comfortable” Aspen stood and gently took my wife’s hand. Natasha’s bicep flexing which was totally fucking hot.

I tidied up the bathroom as I felt Nat’s presence in the doorway. I turned and looked at her “is she in bed?” Nat nodded and I flushed the toilet and whispered “we need to check her temp babe, she feels way too warm” Natasha nodded and hugged me as she spoke “I know love, do you want me to go back to our apartment and get our thermometer? I just know the drug store is further and the student store is closed” I nodded “but I don’t wanna leave her here”. Natasha and I thought for a few minutes. I leaned over to see Y/N sitting up in bed then looked at Nat “I mean we do have a spare room”, her eyebrow cocked at me “okay baby I know you are drawn to her but thats not very sensible or safe. No matter how much you may like her, you never know if she’ll go and say we did stuff to her if we bring her over there hon”

Just before I was able to speak Aspen spoke behind us “I would never do that. But I can take care of myself, I appreciate the help” I watched her “I feel uneasy leaving you without checking your temp. Do you want me to stay and my wife gets a thermometer for you?” Aspen considered her options. I think she knew I wasn’t gonna take no for an answer. Nodding a little she whispered a yes. I gently put my hand on her shoulder and squeezing lightly “okay hon, go on back to bed and I’ll come out in a minute” she nodded, going back to her bed as I looked at Nat “I’ll stay here and you go get it okay?” Nat nodded and half joked “don’t get too used to telling me what to do” I laughed a little “I wouldn’t dare”. We kissed in the bathroom the she headed out the door.

I gently sat at Aspens desk and watched her “you know you can sleep right honey?” Aspen shrugged and watched me, her eyes studying me. I watched her “what’s going on in that head of yours Aspen?” she shrugged “I’m just zoning out I guess” I nodded and watched her, the way her hair framed her face. Her big eyes. She truly was beautiful. Aspen sat up and watched me, I knew she wanted to say something, but she was afraid. I gently came to the side of her bed and whispered “you can tell or ask me anything Aspen. You’re safe here” her eyes met mine as she whispered “I think the accords are shit and you did nothing wrong” I watched her for a second and nodded, keeping myself calm “well thank you Aspen”

The rest of the time was spent in silence, About 15 minutes later Nat came back in, handing the thermometer to me. Her eyebrow cocked in confusion as I looked at her a little too long during the handoff of the device. She watched me move then mumbled a shit. I knew it had clicked. I reached forward “okay, its gonna go in your ear alright?” Aspen nodded as I took her temp. It came back as 101. I looked up at Nat, she nodded and whispered “Wanda and I will be right back okay Aspen?” Aspen nodded as Nat grabbed my hand and led me out.

Natasha’s POV:

I held Wanda’s hand as we walked outside Aspens dorm. Shutting her door I looked at her “why did you look at me like that when I came back baby?” Wanda played with her fingers and whispered “Aspen knows about the Accords” watching Wanda I swallowed and nodded, thinking of our next move. I looked at her “what exactly did she say?” Wandas hands sparked nervous energy, gently taking them I rubbed her hands. My wife took a deep breath in and spoke “she said she thinks they’re shit and we didn’t do anything wrong” I nodded, thinking. This was the only town we could find that didn’t know anything about the accords. The only thing I could think of was keeping Aspen under close watch. I rubbed Wandas arms “I’m gonna go in there and talk to her okay love?” She nodded and I kissed her gently “it’s okay love”. Getting myself together I gently walked into her dorm “Aspen, can we talk?” She nodded and sat up watching me

I sat down on the edge of her bed and whispered “what are the Accords?” Aspen watched me for a second, staying completely quiet. I sighed “it’s okay hon, you’re not in trouble. I just want to make sure you know how dangerous it is for us that you know about it. If it gets out we could be in serious troub-“ “I wont say a word. I promise” I watched her and nodded “my wife is worried about leaving you here tonight, she wants to keep an eye on your temp. Do you wanna come back with us to watch a movie? We can take you home at any time” Aspen watched her hands “I don’t want to intrude, I’m sure you two are busy” I shook my head “we would love to have you” Aspen nodded and slowly got up, following me out of the room. Wanda watched me and I whispered “she’s coming back with us to watch a movie” Wanda smiled and nodded then headed to the car. I opened the door for both of them and let them get settled.

-Time skip-

Unlocking our apartment I set the keys on the counter and laid my jacket over our breakfast nook chair “do you want anything to drink hon?” Aspen looked at Wanda and Wanda gently rubbed her back “lets get some water in her love” I nodded and got her some water and my wife a small glass if wine. Wanda loved her glass of wine in the evening. Wanda and Aspen were sat on the couch scrolling through the shows to watch. I bent down next to my wife, gently tucking some hair behind her ear “I’m going to change my love, I’ll put out some clothes for you when you’re ready”. Wanda nodded and gave me a quick kiss as I headed to my room.

Wanda’s POV:

After we settled on a movie Aspen sat back and started watching it. I sipped my wine not really paying attention. After a few minutes Natasha came and sat beside me, kissing my temple as she took the wine glass from me to take a sip herself “she doing okay?” I nodded and leaned against her “seems to be, but she looks tired” Nat nodded and kissed my head gently rubbing my back. The movie playing wasn’t very interesting, I preferred the paranormal stuff and documentaries. After a few minutes I felt Aspens head fall to my shoulder. Her breathing steady. Nat leaned over me and watched her, gently rubbing my arm “good, she needs sleep” I nodded and carefully put my arm around her. Aspens head fell into my lap, I made sure her neck wasn’t straining and sat back. Nat kissed me gently, her lips allowing me to relax “I love you baby” smiling I whispered gently to her “I love you more…..Aspen wont say anything will she?” Nat shook her head “no love I don’t think she will” I nodded and cuddled into Nat closing my eyes.

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You can’t pin me darling 18+ minors DNI

Summary: You and Carol were training, You tried to pin her. Bad move.

Warnings: dom!carol danvers, sub!reader, smut, fluff, choking, spanking, praise, mocking, orgasm denial, fingering r!receiving, strap on r!receiving

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Y/N’s POV:

My back hit the matt, slightly knocking the wind out of me once again as Carol smirked above me “get up, lets go again”. Groaning I stood to my feet and looked at her, probably giving her more of a brat look then I intended, Carols eyebrow cocked “Y/N you just told me you were tired that you keep getting beat, I have told you over and over again to keep your center of gravity. I don’t know why you just wont do that. I mean come on Y/N” I glanced at her. Her rambling continuing as I got bored with it. I quickly knocked her to the ground. pinning her and knocking the air out of her. Carol quickly swapped positions with me. My cocky expression quickly fading. Smirking she watched me with my hands pinned down beside her “getting me down is one thing. Keeping me there is a whole different ballgame” she took her knee and pinned down my wrist, freeing her hand as it made way to my jawline. Lightly tracing it with her index finger she whispered “you can’t pin me darling”

There was no hiding the pink tint flooding to my cheeks. The way she was able to make me fall apart within a few seconds always managed to baffle me and she knew what she did to me. This woman knew me inside and out even after dating for just a mere five months. Leaning down to my lips she whispered “are you done being cocky Y/N?” Swallowing I nodded as she let her lips stay painfully close to mine “good girl then”. Carol released my wrists and stood, placing her hands on her hips “alright, stand up again”. Standing I got back into position and she came up from behind me “you’re in trouble later for getting cocky by the way”

-Time skip-

Carols POV:

Y/N was sitting on the couch with Wanda and Steve watching a movie. Walking up behind her I gently kissed the side of her head to let her know I was there. Y/N’s head turned to me as I whispered “get upstairs and strip”. Looking at me she began to protest, most likely to ask if she could wait till the movie was over. Cutting her off I whispered “you can stay but then you’ll just have to wait till tomorrow for me to touch you”. I smirked as Y/N quickly excused herself and made her way to my room. Grabbing a water I downed it and headed to the room to see her kneeling for me. Walking up to her I grabbed her chin, making her look up at me “good girl baby” blushing as she leaned into my touch Y/N whispered “thank you captain”

I gently patted her cheek and kissed her lips gently. Before and after every session or punishment I always placed a soft and gentle kiss on her lips. I loved the way her body would melt. I smiled at her “bend over the bed darling”. Standing up Y/N made her way to the bed as she bent over the soft duvet. My fingers trailed gently down her spine. Y/N has always been sensitive to my touch, goose bumps would raise over her skin as my fingertips made its way over her it. Her neck craned to look at me. Shooting her a look I growled “you know better then to do that little girl” her head quickly laid back down flat on the mattress. Nodding I placed one swift smack on her ass. The contact sounding throughout the room accompanied with her little yelp. I rubbed her ass gently “I must’ve not heard your count darling” squirming Y/N whimpered “o-one thank you captain” nodding I spanked her hard again, causing her to jolt forward.

After her ten spanks Y/N was whining and squirming. I smirked at her gently teasing my fingers over her wet cunt, her hips bucking up into my hand. I smacked her already sore ass once again “don’t you dare”. Whining Y/N stayed still as I let my fingers circle her sensitive bud, gently taking my thumb and putting pressure on her swollen clit. Her moans growing louder as I buried two of my long fingers into her soaked cunt “gotta get you all nice and ready for my cock, but you don’t need much do you darling? You’re just my little wet fuck toy hm?” Gasping and moaning Y/N squirmed as I worked my fingers in and out of her. Y/N knuckles turned white as she gripped the sheets. I smirked at her and curled my fingers mocking her “no matter how much I fuck your pretty little cunt you’re always so tight for me” looking up at me she whined “Captain p-please” I pulled my fingers out “oh no baby, I’m no where near being finished with you”

Walking over to our dresser that kept our toys I slid on my harness for my strap and watched her as I adjusted it. Y/N bit her lip as she watched me her chest rising and falling in attempt to recover from her denial. I smirked “what ya starin at baby?” Y/N’s hands flew up to cover her face, trying to hide the tint in her cheeks. I laughed and straddled her “look at me baby” shaking her head I cocked my eyebrow at her “I wasn’t asking little girl, I’m telling you to look at me. Now.” Whining a little she squirmed. I watched her “okay missy, sure, lets take that route”

Lining up my faux cock to her tight hole I thrusted into her. Burying my cock into her cunt. Y/N’s hands moved from her face as she looked at me. Her mouth dropped open in a silent moan. I kept myself buried into her as I smirked “there you are” moaning she threw her head back “t-tight captain” I gently began to fuck into her as I smirked and mocked “such a needy slut, I know you’re tight my darling”. My hand made its way to her throat, wrapping around it I started fucking into her harder. Gasping her back arched as she moaned louder “f-fuck”. Y/N’s moans sounded throughout the room. Her unsteady and strained breathing. I smirked at her “look how pretty you are baby, pinned under your Captain, completely under my control”. Y/N moaned louder “f-fuck you feel so good Captain” groaning I put one of her legs over my shoulder and getting her at a deeper angle, fucking her into the mattress “oh fuck babygirl, such a good girl for me”. Y/N’s back arched as I smirked and she whimpered “p-please captain, please” pulling out I let her throat go, admiring the artwork of my handprint around her throat. Whimpering Y/N whined “b-but I didn’t cum” cocking my eyebrow at her I laughed at her “did you really think I was going to let you cum darling?” Whimpering she squirmed. I knew what words she wanted to say but she definitely knew better then to say them. Tutting and mocking I patted her cheek “oh poor baby”

Gently taking off my strap I set it in the sink to wash later then cuddled into her “okay darling okay, shhhh relax now”. Y/N buried her head in my chest, I gently cradled the back of her head into me and stroked her hair. I felt her relax into me as I kissed her gently then kissed her forehead. Y/N looked up at me then gently rested her forehead against mine, I gently crinkled my nose at her and rubbed her back “you did amazing my darling, so incredibly well for me. I am always so proud of you”. A smile spread across her face while her eyes lit up, she looked so got damn adorable. I held her hand close to me and whispered “go to sleep darling. I’m not going anywhere”