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Part two of Not Mine To Love

Warnings: 18+ Violence, fighting, smut, kissing, swearing, angst, fluff.

A/n: so this is the Natasha Version. I’m writing one for Yelena, and maybe Kate too, let me know if you guys want that 💗

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You stared at the ceiling your heart heavy.

“I’m happy with him, I love him.”

Her words echoed in your mind, you couldn’t stop replaying the moment Wanda announced her engagement. The gleeful smile on her face, the way her eyes sparkled, the way her whole being seemed to light up when she announced it. The way Vision was touching her so openly when you could only touch her behind closed doors, where nobody could see your love. And with another cruel twist of the knife she admitted she loved you too. She felt the same as you did. So why wasn’t she in your arms right now? Why wasn’t she kissing you? Why wasn’t she marrying you?

You had simply thought of frying that microwave until he stops working and essentially dies a painful death but then you’d only end up hurting Wanda… and some small part of you was okay with that as she had hurt you so much in the past week that anyone had ever. You can’t look at her, you can’t be near hear without your heart shredding and you feeling like you have just been hit in the chest with a sledgehammer. Repeatedly. Hearing her laugh causes your stomach to flutter and then you’re reminded that she isn’t yours so inevitably being around her burns your heart.

A month later

You had began packing an hour ago and you’d only managed to pack a few things. You didn’t want to leave, but you couldn’t be around them any longer. Your heart stammered as you heard her voice. “What are you doing?” Her soft voice called out. It took everything in you not to turn around and look at her.

“Packing.” You said bluntly. Not to be rude but because you were struggling to breathe let alone form coherent sentences. Her steps were loud as she made her way over to you. Her perfume caught your attention as it hinted that she was close to you. Close enough for you to be able to hear her breaths. Ignoring her you continued to pack.

“Where are you going?” She asked, there was an infliction in her tone and you spared her a glance. Her face was pulled into a frown, a crinkle in the middle of her brows indicating her saddened state. It took everything in you not to reach up and rub the crinkle away like you had done a handful of times in the past.

“I-”

“There you are, come here.” She whispered. You turned to Natasha smiling slightly. Crossing the small distance from the door to you she enveloped you in a warm hug. Her arms wrapped around your neck and yours circled her waist. You tightened your grip trying to keep the tears at bay.

“You call me okay? Text me all the time. Don’t forget about me.” She mumbled, her hand resting on your cheek. You smiled.

“Forget the Natasha Romanoff? Impossible.” You teased and she smiled, there was a moment, only brief where it seemed like she was going to say something more, but she swallowed her words opting to place a kiss on your cheek. You smiled a blush tinting your cheeks.

In the month you spent heart broken, Natasha had comforted you in every way she could. “You joke but I’m serious. This mission is a long one.”

“Nat you’re forgetting you’re joining me in a few weeks. And then by the time the mission is over you’ll be so sick of me you’d wish you never met me.” You laughed rolling your eyes at the ex-assassin. She scoffed.

“Impossible.”

You two shared a soft smile still in each others arms.

“Is this mission dangerous?” Wanda asked. Natasha turned to her, the soft smile gone, replaced by a cold look.

“Now you care for her? Funny.” She snapped her eyes cutting the witch a deadly glare. Wanda glanced between the two of us.

“Well it seems like she replaced me just fine.”

“Oh, she did. I make her feel things you never could.” Nat commented making your eyes widen slightly. She basically just told Wanda that you were sleeping together. You weren’t, you had never but Wanda seemed convinced.

“I always knew you liked her. And you threw yourself at her as soon as she’s vulnerable. That’s low Romanoff.” Wanda seethed. Whist this little spit was going on you turned to continue packing.

“Well at least I didn’t cheat on my now fiancée.” Natasha snapped silencing the room. You turned mouth agape at what she just said. But she wasn’t finished. “You tossed her away like she was trash. You chose a fucking robot over her. A real loving person who would’ve done and still would do anything for you, she loved you whilst you used her. You didn’t want her to have you or anyone else for that matter. You made her depend on you, and then you announce you’re getting married. Put yourself in her shoes, do you even realise how shitty that was Wanda?! And then you had the audacity to ask her to still be your mistress. She deserves so much more than you. She deserves better. She’s kind, beautiful and so compassionate it’s almost annoying. She’s the kind of girl who’d give you her coat when you’re cold, she’d give you the clothes off her back if it made you happy. She’d be the one to sacrifice herself for the team, she’d be the one who’s death would break the team beyond repair. She is the heart of this place. She cares so much for those around her and you treat her like trash. So think about all the pain you caused her, all the tears she cried for you and think about who was there for her through it all. Me! That’s who. I held her as she sobbed because you broke her damn heart! I helped her, I cared for her when you were parading around with Vision rubbing it in her face that she can’t have you. You’re sick. I mean for fuck sakes you haven’t even apologised to her so, I suggest you leave her alone, before I really get mad.” Natasha rambled shocking you into silence. Her words tugged at your heart and you felt the tears well up in your eyes. She noticed this much about you?

Wanda was too stunned to talk. Her eyes flickered from you to Natasha. She sighed heavily not saying anything. You watched her leave, your eyes following her as she slowly walked out. She seemed truly shocked at Natasha’s words. And to be honest she isn’t the only one. You turned to look at Natasha. She wouldn’t meet your gaze until you reached out and placed your hand over hers. Her eyes bore into yours and you’d be lying if you said you weren’t affected by the intensity of her stare. “All those things you said… how did you-”

“I pay attention to you Y/N I always do.” She muttered.

You didn’t know what to say.

“You do?” You asked. She smirked.

“It’s hard not to, you’re… mmmhm what’s the word…” she pondered for a moment before smiling. “Captivating.” She finished giving your hand a squeeze. You looked away, your cheeks turning a shade darker.

Usually she’d flirt. And that was easy to separate because it was a joke. But this, these meaningful words, they affected you, and you could feel the rise in your heart rate and the butterflies in your stomach fluttered freely making you nervous now. She stepped closer to you her fingers reaching up to swirl a strand of your hair around her finger before dropping it. She placed her finger under your chin causing you to look up at her. “And if I were Wanda. I’d never have let you go.” She whispered. Your lips parted in shock and you didn’t miss the way her eyes flickered form your eyes to your lips.

But with that little revelation she left you alone to back. You kind feeling from the whole situation. And you can’t help but see Natasha in a new light… something has shifted. It was no longer meaningless flirting… something else had developed, at least on her end. And maybe it was always there but you were to blindsided by Wanda and the attention she was giving you to notice which made you feel a little shitty because of how good Natasha is. You realised that you were her Wanda. She was watching me in love with someone else whilst having feelings for me. That realisation made my stomach twist with guilt. You never want anyone to feel how you did because loving someone who is in love with someone else is the hardest thing to do, having them there and not seeing you… it hurts.

You were packed and headed to England on the Quinjet silently thanking Tony for giving you this mission. It gives you time to process and be away from all the drama. At least until Natasha joins you.

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Natasha smiled thanking Tony for her new upgrades suit. “Hey so do you know what’s going on with Y/n?” Steve asked as he plopped down on the love seat. Natasha glanced at him through the corner of her eye.

“What do you mean?” Tony muttered turning to give Steve his attention. Bucky and Sam walked in too sitting on available surfaces.

“Well haven’t you noticed these last few weeks she’s been like a shell of her usual self. Her eyes are always red and puffy like she’s been crying. She barely hangs out with the group anymore and most importantly she hasn’t been to a game night in weeks.” Steve listed causing Natasha to bite her lip looking down.

“She’s also not eating as much.” Bucky chimed in. “She’s always around for breakfast but never actually eats anything.” He continued.

“You know… she did practically beg me for a mission, not a simple on so she can get out on the field but a long one so she’d be away from here.” Tony announced.

“She’s been acting like this ever since Wanda announced her engagement.” Sam statedl. Natasha groaned to herself. Y/n wouldn’t want them to gossip.

“So what are you saying?” Natasha piped up running a hand through her hair.

“That maybe her and Wanda had a little thing on the side and Y/n drew the short straw.” Tony said bluntly. Natasha scowled.

“Don’t be ridiculous. You really think of Y/n as a home wrecker?” Natasha accused wanting to defend Y/n. Steve shook his head.

“No of course not she’s the best of us. But she’s also young… and as the people say the heart wants what the heart wants.” He stared Natasha shook her head.

“You’re assuming things you don’t know shit about.”

“You’re oddly defensive.” Bucky commented. Natasha rolled her eyes.

“Well obviously. She isn’t here to defend herself.” Natasha rebutted, silencing Bucky.

“Well maybe she just caught feelings and Wanda obviously announcing her engagement broke her heart or something.” Sam added he wasn’t technically wrong but he didn’t know what Natasha knew.

“Unrequited love is a bitch.” Tony hummed feeling sorry for the young girl.

“So is your first heartbreak.” Steve contributed. Causing the group to murmur their agreements.

“We could always ask Wanda.” Tony smirked. Natasha began to panic. She knew Wanda wouldn’t be able to lie so well under their inquisitive gazes.

“Would you guys drop it. This isn’t any of our business.” Sam cut in, Natasha smiled at him gesturing towards him as I’d to say listen to the man.

“You’d all be pissed if it were her poking around in your lives.” Natasha added.

“I couldn’t get mad at her. I’d feel too bad.” Tony murmured.

“Same here.” Steve agreed.

“Yeah no, she’d do that lip pout she does when she’s about to cry and I’m overcome with guilt.” Natasha mumbled crossing her arms over her chest.

“Her crying makes me wanna cry with her. It’s her sad face man! I’m telling you!” Sam yelled slightly.

“Yeah.” Bucky mumbled not offering anything else.

“Damn, this child really has us wrapped around her finger and she doesn’t even know it.” Tony laughed.

“She’s not a child.” Natasha mumbled.

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It has been a few weeks since your mission had started and you were making some headway. You were sent to find a terrorist who has HYDRA associations. Tracking down his crew was easy… getting them to give up their boss was harder. You were enjoying the peace of being on your own.

You were heading back to your room your groceries in hand. You had walked to your door and froze. Setting the bags down you gripped your gun tightly. The door was ajar and you had ensured that you had locked it before you left. Flicking the safety off you silently entered your room. Your eyes scanned the room, you let out a small scream when someone grabbed your gun. You punched out quickly smiling when you heard a crack. Until you saw who it was.

“NATALIA ROMANOVA! What the hell were you thinking!” You yelled as you rushed over to her. She smiled blood trickling down from nose. “Ugh get over here.” You instructed walking into the bathroom.

“Yes ma’am. Whatever you say.” She replied, something about that phrase made your stomach flutter, ignoring it you sat her down on the bathtub and grabbed some tissues.

“This is gonna hurt.” You cringed slightly. She nodded smiling softly at you. You pushed her legs apart with your knee and stepped between them so you could get closer. “On three. I’m going to reset your nose.” You say. She places her hands on your hips tightly grinning them. You tried not to think about her hands on your bare waist. Your cropped shirt hanging just a above your stomach.

“Okay…” she breathed.

“One… two…” *crack* you snapped it back into place earning a grunt from Natasha. You lifted her head with your finger using the tissues to wipe up the blood. She watched you as you did. Her eyes never leaving yours.

“I missed you.” You stated as you tucked a strand of her hair behind her ear. She licked her lips and your eyes dropped to watch the movement.

“I missed you too.” She murmured softly.

“I’ve been thinking a lot… about you… since the things you said on the day I left.” You confess. She raised a brow at you and you do your best to hide your blush.

“You have?”

“Yes.” You breathe. She stands up her hands still on your hips.

“What is it that you are thinking about then?” She pressed.

You looked down biting your lip softly. “Just that I realised I was wrong… we… we were never really friends. There was always an attraction between us, it was playful at first but I believe it’s developed.” You confess. She smirks at you.

“Are you saying you like me?” She teases winking at you.

“I might be.” You giggle. She licks her lip again and you refrain from leaning up and pressing your lips to hers.

“Good.” She states.

“Why is it good?” You ask. She pulls you closer so your flush against her. Her hand is now cupping your face, you can feel your heart beating rapidly in your chest. She leans down so her lips are brushing against your ear, causing a small shiver to run down your back leaving goosebumps all over your body.

“Because I like you too. I always have.”

And with that she kisses you. Something switched within you. Suddenly it felt so right. Her lips on yours that is. It was like your lips were made just to kiss hers. Her hands slid into your hair and she pulled a soft moan from you as she slipped her tongue into your mouth. Her grip tightened and she slid her hands down your body to tap the back of your thighs you got the hint and jumped up wrapping your legs around her waist. She roughly pressed you against the wall causing you to gasp slightly. She moaned lowly as you sucked on her tongue for a moment before pulling back to bite her lower lip.

She carried you to the bed, you both dropped down the sudden fall made you giggle Natasha smiled at you. Your heart couldn’t be beating any faster, the nerves in you stomach subsided into desire as her hands started to roam your body. Her hands slid up your top her hands resting on your breasts as she kissed you deeply. She squeezed them and you gasped softly before moaning. She smirked into the kiss and you could just picture the smug look on her face. You wrapped your legs around her waist pulling her lower half down against yours. She pulled back from your lips to kiss your neck the action caused your hips to buck upwards, grinding against Natasha. She froze for a moment her hand falling to your hip. “Do that again.” She murmured against your neck. You smirked following her orders. She nipped at the skin on your neck no doubt leaving marks. All this build up was increasingly slow. You tugged at Natasha’s jeans hoping she’d get the hint to take them off.

“Tell me what you want.” She whispered in your ear as she bit down on your earlobe.

“I want you to touch me.” You gasped out. She smirked.

“Now… where are your manners котенок.” She purred slowly kissing up your clothed thighs. You groaned bucking your hips.

“Please, please touch me.” You whined.

“Good girl. You look pretty when you beg.” She rasped kissing you again. She soon stripped you and then you helped strip her. She pulled back to look at you and you quickly covered yourself with your arms. She scowled grabbing your hands and pinning them above your head. She placed her knee in between you legs as she hovered over you. “Don’t hide from me. You’re beautiful. Okay?” She said softly yet sternly. You smiled kissing her.

She snaked her hand between your legs her fingers slowly running through your slit. She moaned. “So wet for me and I haven’t even touched you yet.” She smirked. You gasped as she ran her finger up and down your folds ever so slightly brushing against your clit. She brought her fingers to her mouth and you bit your lip as she tasted you. “So good.” She moaned. This only turned you on more. You grabbed her hand and guided it down.

“Please… I need you.” You gasped out. She chuckled.

“So impatient.”

But she complied. She looked you in the eyes as she pressed two fingers inside you. You gasped at the sudden intrusion. Until she pushed them in deeper her fingers curling to hit all the right spots.

“Fuck…” you moaned. She shifted down so her head was in between your legs. And you bit your lip nodding at her. She placed a teasing kiss on your clit causing your hips to buck, her fingers increased their speed as she without warning sucked your clit into her her mouth, causing you to moan out loudly your hand gripped her hair as you pushed her face closer whilst rolling your hips to meet the thrusts of her fingers. She was moaning too her moans adding a delicious vibration. You could feel your orgasm building. If she continued like this it wasn’t going to take long.

Her tongue was mercilessly flicking against your clit. She was pinning your hips down so you couldn’t squirm. “Nat… oh fuck. Yeah… r-right there.” You moaned your eyes were squeezed shut and you were pushing her so close you wondered how she was breathing. She didn’t slow, in fact she sped up. Her fingers pumping in and out of you filling the room with lewd noises, her tongue pulling moans form you so easily.

“Oh- I’m gonna- mmhm f-fuck.” You cried out.

“Cum for me.” She ordered and a few seconds later you did. Calling out her name your came undone your legs shaking as the intense pleasure washed over you. She continued as she was only slower until you couldn’t bare it, you whimpered squirming away from her. She smirked taking her fingers out of you. She placed them in her mouth and you watched as she cleaned them of your cum.

“Mmmhm I’d taste you everyday until I die if you could.” She groaned bringing her lips to yours. You moaned softly tasting yourself. “You look good like this.” She smiled. You rolled your eyes a huge smile on your face.

“My turn.” You grinned flipping her over.

You spent the rest of the night enjoying each other’s company until you fell asleep in each others arms.

Maybe Natasha is who you needed all along, you were an idiot for not realising it sooner, she’s who you belonged with all along. And Natasha vowed to you to make you realise that everyday.

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[mrs-avenger3000]

Arguments lead to what now?

Pair: Natasha x female reader

Angst and sorta smutt,

18+

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“Terrible.”

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

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

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

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

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

"Ugh whatever."

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

“Well hello there Miss Danvers.” You smirked.

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

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

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

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

“Why don’t you then?”

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

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

“You better be there.”

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“Who I fuck is none of your business.”

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

And here you were think she hated you…

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