#carolnat x reader smut

[togrowoldinv]

Going All the Way

Natasha Romanoff x Carol Danvers x Female Reader

Carol and Nat confront you about how you’ve been flirting with the both of them

Warnings: Smut! 18+ please! Kissing, cursing, oral (all receiving hehe), thigh/face/abs riding, captain and daddy kink

Note: I just think that Carol and Nat. Enjoy this one!

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In retrospect, flirting with two of your teammates at once maybe wasn’t the best idea. But you hadn’t realized you’d been doing it. And you definitely didn’t expect it to get this far.

When you joined the team, it was a time of great loss and confusion. Half of the population had disappeared while the other half was trying to live with the fear of not knowing what their tomorrows held.

So, when you met the two women you started flirting with them just to have a hint of joy in your life.

You had no idea that the two women would confront you about it. But here you are in the compound common room with the two women sitting across from you.

“So, y/n, we wanted to talk to you,” Carol begins. You feel your palms getting sweaty and your heart pounding in your chest.

“What’s up?” You try to sound casual. Judging by the way Natasha smirks, you failed at that.

“You’ve been doing a whole lot of flirting with me,” Natasha says.

“And with me,” Carol adds. “We’re not very happy that you’ve been flirting with both of us.”

You drop your gaze to your feet, but soon a pair of boots comes into your vision.

“Look at me,” Carol says, lifting your chin up with her fingers. “Don’t worry, sweet girl.”

Natasha joins Carol and she places a hand on your cheek. Her thumb brushes over your face.

“We’ve come up with a solution,” Natasha says. She leans down and her lips are just inches from yours. “But only if you really want us both.”

You nod and Carol’s fingers push your head further away from Natasha. You hold back a whimper.

“Use your words, sweetheart,” Carol commands.

“Yes- yes, captain,” you say and the woman releases her tight grip.

Natasha’s lips do find yours, but the kiss is feather light. She barely touches you but it lights your insides on fire.

“Let’s take care of these clothes,” Natasha says. She slips her hands under your shirt and you let her lift it over your head.

Carol’s eyes rake over your body and her eyes are filled with passion.

“How about we let her take care of us first, Natasha?” Carol suggests.

“Great idea,” Nat replies.

You reach out to unbutton Natasha’s pants, slipping them down her legs.

“Lay back on the couch,” Natasha says.

You listen to her and she positions herself over your mouth, effectively riding your face.

“Mm, you look perfect riding our sweet girl,” Carol says.

She shreds her own clothes and gives Natasha a searing a kiss as the woman continues to move her hips over your mouth.

It’s hard to breathe but you will never complain about being between her thighs.

You can barely see the women, but by the way Carol is moaning you can tell Natasha is touching her.

“Keep going, sweetheart,” Natasha says, picking up the pace of her hips.

“That’s a good girl,” Carol praises you.

Natasha’s movements become erratic as she reaches her high. She comes on your face and you lick her until she’s lifting herself off your face.

Carol immediately kisses you to taste Natasha on your tongue. She moans into the kiss. You try to pull her up your body to ride your face like Nat, but she stops you.

“No, no, sweet girl,” she says.

She lifts you off the couch and Natasha guides you down onto your knees in front of Carol. She holds Carol from behind, her hands running all over woman’s body.

“Make her feel good, detka,” Natasha instructs.

Carol’s strong hand pulls your head to her pussy. You get to work licking through her folds and sucking her clit.

Natasha’s fingers work in tandem with your mouth to bring Carol to her high quickly. She groans and holds your head in place as she comes.

You feel yourself slipping closer to your own orgasm without even being touched.

“Good girl,” Natasha says.

“Mhm, your captain feels so good,” Carol agrees.

You are still on your knees and Carol lifts you up in her arms. She sits you back on the couch and pulls your pants down your legs.

“Which one of us do you want first?” Natasha asks, her competitiveness shining through.

The two women kneel in front of you.

“Um- I-“

“Which one?” Carol asks with a harsher tone. Her hand grips your thigh tightly.

You truly don’t know which woman you want more, so you give the only answer you can think of.

“Both,” you say.

Natasha smirks but Carol’s eyes get darker.

“You needy, needy girl,” Carol says.

She kisses Natasha right in front of you and you squirm on the couch. It’s filthy as she sucks on Natasha’s tongue. You move your hands towards your pussy to relieve some pressure but Nat’s hands hold you back.

“Please,” you whimper.

Carol relents on her kissing and she turns her attention back to you. She kisses your thighs and bites them before she brings her tongue to your center.

“Oh fuck,” you say.

Natasha leaves marks on your thighs before she also licks through your folds. The two women work simultaneously, their tongues mingle together.

“Come for us, sweetheart,” Carol says when she feels you getting close.

“Oh god,” you moan out as you come hard. Carol licks you clean and kisses Natasha once again.

“We’re not done yet,” Natasha says.

She moves to sit on the couch and pulls you into her lap.

“I know you want to ride her thigh,” Carol teases you.

“Yes I do, captain,” you say.

“Good girl. Ride daddy’s thigh,” Carol using that term for Natasha threatens to make you pass out.

Your head is dizzy as Nat pulls you right into another orgasm. They give you no time to recover before Carol pulls you to her lap.

“Ride her abs, sweetheart. Make yourself feel good on the captain,” Natasha says.

“You look so pretty like this,” Carol says, kissing you as you ride her abs. “So into me that you’ll fuck yourself anywhere on my body.”

“Yes captain,” you say.

“Come for us, baby,” Natasha instructs you.

“Yes daddy,” you reply.

Both women grin as you come hard onto Carol’s abs. Natasha licks her abs and then pulls you in for a kiss.

Carol kisses you deeply once Natasha pulls away and then both women kiss each other.

“I like this arrangement,” Carol says.

“Me too, Carol,” Nat agrees. “How do you feel, sweet girl?”

“Really glad I flirted with both of you,” you joke and the women chuckle.

“That was risky,” Nat says.

“Good thing we like you a lot,” Carol adds. “But don’t think you’ll be able to get away with this again.”

“Yes ma’am, captain,” you say and she smiles.

Both women hold you close and you thank goodness that they were bold enough to confront you about the flirting.

You are definitely glad it got taken this far.

[dnvrsmedia]

18+

can’t stop thinking about how carol would soooo be into inspection 😵‍💫😵‍💫

god just her opening your legs at random parts of the day with no warning.

“gotta make sure everything is okay with my bunny, isn’t that right princess?” she sweetly replied as she sticks her two fingers into you and spreads.

she has no remorse doing this wherever and whenever.

gotten to the point where it’s in your rules to not wear underwear unless she says so

she thinks it just gets in the way of what is rightfully hers

ooooh & one day she notices that natasha can’t keep her eyes off of you.

one day carol decided to corner natasha into your shared room

eyes wide, nat walks in to see you bent over on your desk, hands cuffed, and skirt hiked up onto your stomach.

you whimper at seeing Natasha’s strong hands flex at the sight of you all bent over and needy

“i’ve seen the way you’ve looked at my bunny and we all know that this slut here looks at you the same.” Carol growls and plants a firm slap on your ass.

Natasha groans at the sight of your cunt glistening and your innocent eyes basically pleading for her.

Carol takes Natasha’s jaw into her hand and whispers in her ear

“Why don’t you help me inspect my pretty little bunny, hmm?” her hand slides down to her throat and places a kiss at the corner of her mouth.

“bunny isn’t the only one who’s got their eye on you.” Carol lets out a growl and presses her crotch into Natasha front

Nat let’s put a groan and you swear this is the hottest thing you have ever bore witness to

you let out a whine of desperation for both of them. they snap back out of their little world and focus on you

“god, detka such a sweet little one. never would i have thought you were such the whore.” Nat walks up to you and rubs her two fingers up your slick

it doesn’t last for long as she pops her fingers into her mouth

carol let’s out a deep moan at the sight

you’re feeling dizzy, you’ve never been in this deep of a headspace. all you can think about are these two strong women.

god i need to write an inspection fic it has my brain all 😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫

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my present to you guys since ive been inactive + im clearing my drafts <3 heres something I wrote at legit 3am a while back so enjoy

warnings: strap-on use, mommy kink, carolnat x reader, blowjob, threesome, light degradation, pure mf filth

”Am I pretty, mommy?” You breathed out, smirking as you pulled away from Natasha’s strap. A line of spit followed your mouth as she groaned, looking down at you. Her gaze moved over to your arched back as Carol’s thumbs dug into your skin, pulling moans from your mouth.

Letting out a groan, Natasha gripped your chin with her fingers and tilted your head, your gaze fully on her as a string of whimpers left your mouth. The amount of pleasure running through you made your head spin and Natasha‘s rough touch only made you feel closer to your breaking point.

“So fucking pretty, baby” she cooed, leaning down and pressing her lips sloppily against yours. Moaning against her lips, you yelped as you felt Carol thrust in roughly, brushing up against your g-spot.

”Such a good slut for us, aren’t you?” Natasha said, pulling away, her fingers still holding onto your chin as she guided the silicone toy back to your lips, tapping your pouted bottom lip out lightly.

“Go on” Natasha cooed, running the toy against your lip slowly as you opened your mouth back up. You didn’t break eye contact as you smiled softly, lowering your head down slowly.

“Be a good slut for mommy”

[magecrafts]

no end in sight:

a collection of unfinished one-shots.

featuring natasha x reader, stevenat, carol x reader, carolnat, agatha x reader, and a tiny bit of wanda x reader.

RATED E FOR EXPLICIT SEXUAL CONTENT. 18+ — MINORS DNI.

a/n: it's 1am and i cannot be bothered to edit any of this so any and all mistakes are my own as i'm sure there are many. (2:15am edit: for instance when i posted this an hour ago it said "unfished one-shots" lmfao.)

warnings: cheating, angst, femdom stevenat stuff, unspecific drug use but just for a second, mentions of alcohol, manipulative power dynamics.

ceo!natasha x sweet lil assistant reader.

Her coffee order is always the same — big, sugary, with vanilla syrup and oat milk. She doesn’t like it when the ice starts to melt and make it all watery and you practically have to sprint up to her office every morning just to avoid the polite little frown she does when you make a mistake that isn’t entirely your fault.

She’s picky about things like that — coffee order, lunch order, dinner order, too, when she works late and asks you to hang around in case she needs a hand.

She likes the kale caesars from the sandwich place on the corner, but says their subs are always soggy and never big enough. She likes the grilled cheeses from the food truck that parks outside the building on Mondays and Wednesdays from ten to two, but she doesn’t like their fries (“Too thin, too bland, too expensive.”). The Italian place on East Main has the best fettuccine in town, she says, but their waitstaff are all exhaustingly incompetent. The grill across the street has good ribs, good wings, and even better steak, but she says she’s thinking of going vegetarian.

But in the mornings, when it comes to coffee, there’s only ever one place she sends you: the cafe four blocks away run by the giant blonde barista that always smiles like he’s known you forever and never lets you pay because he knows who your boss is.

You’d fly to Paris for her coffee if she asked you to, honestly, because that’s your job. And you’re a little in love with her, but that’s hardly the point.

You’re just the one who runs errands — the assistant.

But while her demands are concise and her expectations high, she never forgets to thank you. And pay you three times what you’re worth, but that’s also hardly the point.

When you get up to her office you’re a little out of breath and she’s criss-cross on the floor with a mountain of files spread out around her and nibbling on the end of a pen and even from across the room you can see the little crease in her brow that she gets when she’s been focusing too hard for too long. She doesn’t look up when you come in, just gestures halfheartedly to an empty space by her side.

It’s difficult to say whether she had a rough night or is having a rough morning. Maybe a little of both?

You tiptoe around the files and set the coffee down by her knee.

“Is there anything else I can get for you, Miss Romanoff?”

“Peace of mind,” she mutters, “or someone to take my frustration out on.”

“Someone?”

She looks at you then, a little smirk hanging onto her lips. “Something,” she clarifies. “Don’t worry about it. Feel free to take a long lunch today, sweetheart, there isn’t anything going on today that can be done by anyone other than myself.”

Sometimes you wish she’d ask more of you.

Other times you wish you had it in you to pry, to push her, to make her ask more of you.

But she’s your boss. And you’re just her assistant.

You wish you could keep yourself from wanting more from her, but you’ve been trying for that since the day you met her and nothing’s worked.

Before you can get out the door she calls your name and you turn, a familiar hopefulness swelling in your chest.

“Fuck it,” Natasha says, grinning. “Clear my schedule. And send Wanda in.”

Your heart sinks, and, “Yes, ma’am,” is all you mutter.

You find Wanda Maximoff, Natasha’s junior partner, who hurries off with a shy smile when you tell her the boss wants her.

You sit and think. Mostly about what Natasha wants Wanda for, which you shouldn’t have to think about, because you already know the answer. They were anything but subtle at the Christmas party.

Once you clear her schedule you sit and think. Mostly about what she and Wanda are doing, which you shouldn’t be thinking about anyway, because you know what it is — they were anything but subtle at the Christmas party — and thinking about the two of them together always makes your heart hurt.

Natasha only ever has you clear her schedule when she feels like she’s hit a wall she can’t knock down.

And you wish she’d let you help, or wish she’d talk to you, or trust you, but all she trusts you with is her schedule and her meal orders, because all you’re ever going to be is her assistant.

/

the yandere!reader college au.

Natasha’s the girl who always has the right answer in class, always has a flock of pretty people surrounding her at parties, and always has her big blonde boyfriend on her arm. He’s like a dog, you think, always at her heels and obeying commands.

It’s almost pathetic.

But they’re in love.

At least that’s what you’ve heard.

Natasha’s always looked proud, satisfied, powerful, so it feels wrong when she doesn’t anymore, when she keeps her mouth shut in class and when homecoming rolls around and she shows up alone.

She caught Steve in bed with someone, that’s what you hear. One of his baseball teammates. One of the guys in your history class swears it was Bucky Barnes.

Hearing it all makes your blood boil.

Natasha’s not a girl you treat with half-assed respect, no, she’s the kind of girl who takes your world and rebuilds it a billion times better. She’s the girl you want to introduce to your parents after one single date. She’s the girl you look for in the bleachers when you’re out on the field and you’re ten points up because looking at the sun would blind you but looking at Natasha exhilarates you.

You don’t think she’s the girl you want to fuck things up with. You don’t think she’s the kind of girl you want to lose because it’ll break down the world she built for you and you’ll never get it back. You think she is everything.

You see Steve in the halls, trying to get her to talk to him, but she isn’t having it. Good, you think, because he doesn’t deserve that second chance. You don’t even think he deserves to breathe the same air as her. He’s delusional, she’s perfect, and if only she knew your name, your face, and how much you’d love her, well … then everything would be perfect.

/

nat x reader but i honestly do not know what this was supposed to be the start of

That smile.

You know the one.

The smile that brightens the world, lights up the dark, and fills your heart with the purest of love.

Her smile.

The one you fell in love with.

Also the one that is not only for you.

The one that’s for the boy with the long hair and the big blue eyes behind the bar at her favorite dive. For Wanda, the one she’s always got her hands on. For Bruce, the one she likes to sleep next to. For Steve, the golden retriever of a boy who’s always on her heels.

And then for you, who’d do anything for her, who would carry the world on your shoulders if she asked you to.

But you are one of many, not special, and if anyone cared to know what it feels like to get hit in the heart a thousand times over you’d happily tell them that story.

/

stevenat smut ??? i don’t remember writing this

“Be good,” Natasha says, and that she’ll only be a minute.

Keep your hands by your head, she means, and away from your cock. Away from the tight little hole between his cheeks, too, because he likes to tease himself with just the tip of a finger pressed in before Natasha fucks him, but she doesn’t like letting him do that.

It’s more fun when she works him up with her tongue and splits him open with her cock.

/

can one sentence be considered a work in progress? don’t know but at least it’s a good sentence

When you meet Carol Danvers she’s in a Spider-Man tee with the sleeves hacked off and carpenter jeans cuffed over dusty work boots and a baseball cap tugged down over unruly blonde hair.

/

stoner!carol x sweet innocent reader

You adore Carol.

Carol, who plays you loud music with gnarly riffs and sweet drops and lets you sip from cloudy wine glasses at all hours of the day and doesn’t mind cigarettes in her apartment so long as you prop the window open beforehand. It won’t occur to you for a while that you didn’t even smoke before you met her.

You liked that first summer best, when Carol lived in Alice In Chains tees and blue jeans and always let her hair go loose and wild around her shoulders.

That was the summer she took you up to the treehouse in the woods behind the grove where she kissed you for the first time after she got you high for maybe the third. She was older, you idolized her, and kissing her felt like a transfer of power. Master and apprentice type of thing.

Kissing Carol was a give and take and after the first one all you wanted to do was take.

By August you lived in her t-shirts. Her flannels, too, but she only gave you those once the sun went to bed and you started to shiver.

/

carolnat???

Natasha thinks Carol is the world — beautiful and vast and full of wonders.

After a few drinks she won’t stop reaching for her, brushing knuckles over cheekbones, losing her hands in her hair, twirling loose blonde locks around her fingers.

“You’re very beautiful,” she mutters, smiling with half of her mouth. “All the little blondes in your hair and the turns they take.”

“I’m cutting you off,” Carol says, snatching Natasha’s drink for herself. But she’s grinning.

/

more stevenat smut but i do remember writing this one

“Offer,” Natasha says.

Steve breaks.

Hangs his head.

Stifles a groan.

He’s all too aware of cold air licking between his cheeks, nerves firing on all cylinders. And he knows he looks pathetic — face down, ass up — but he cannot find it within himself to conjure his pride, the part of him that would turn ugly shades of green if it knew Steve Rogers wants nothing more than to get bred like a bitch in heat.

He offers: lowers his shoulders, arches his back, parts his legs just a little more, and draws his hands back to pull his cheeks apart and put his little pink hole on display for Natasha to take.

/

natasha x fem!reader coworker bullshit

You show up with hickeys.

Natasha sees them. Natasha also knows you have a girlfriend that lives on the other side of the country.

She catches you while you’re talking to Wanda by the registers and makes sure you see her over Wanda’s shoulder, running her finger down her neck all slow with her brows up and a wicked grin on her face.

When she gets you alone she says, “I thought you were a good girl,” all sweet, and you don’t know what to do with yourself.

System glitch.

Later on you’re off the clock for lunch.

“Come talk to me,” Natasha says.

You linger at her side for a moment before sinking onto your knees to rearrange the stacks of receipt paper beneath the counter because they’re off-kilter and looking at them unorganized makes your head hurt.

“You look good down there,” Natasha says.

When you look up at her she smirks, condescending, and blows a little kiss at you.

/

agatha x fem!reader or wanda x fem!reader or maybe both but i think this was originally the requiem for a hex alternate

Agatha Harkness is looking at you like something she just scraped off the bottom of her shoe. And a bit like she wants to wind up and backhand you and while you aren’t the biggest fan of the former you can’t say the latter wouldn’t turn you feral.

Feral is a good thing.

Mostly because Agatha likes when you lose control of yourself; she says it’s more fun when you’re wild, when you forget your manners, when you aren’t afraid to bare your teeth and curse at her despite the fact that she could put you in an early grave and forget about it five minutes later.

She claims Wanda is the one who is chaos personified but you’ve spent enough time with the both of them to disagree.

“You talked to her,” Agatha says, voice thick with disgust as purple magic begins to crackle and pulse between her fingers. “Alone. Why?”

“She asked me to hold a sapling steady while she transplanted it. I was being neighborly.” True. And she’s pretty, and you have a hard time wanting to say no to her when she smiles at you, but you doubt you’re allowed to say that. So, “For a witch she’s rather helpless in the garden,” you say instead. Also true.

Agatha narrows her eyes at you like she wants what you’ve said to be a lie so she has an excuse to berate you. Not that she needs one, but it’s more fun for her when you’ve actually done something wrong. Though her definition of wrong wears quite a different silhouette than yours.

Whatever.

You don’t care much about that.

You mostly care about what her plans for Wanda are re: you. Because you’re involved. Because Agatha told you to be and no matter the circumstances or potential emotional consequences you do indeed answer to Agatha. Willingly.

Sort of.

She’s the only one who knows you had the strength enough to push Wanda’s hex out of your head and regain your autonomy, so it isn’t like there’s anyone else in Westview to trust. Everyone else is still hex-ified. Everyone except Agatha. And she’s kind of fun, if a little scary, but that’s not a problem for you.

“New temporary objective,” Agatha decides aloud, tapping a finger against her chin. “Be as neighborly as you want — I genuinely don’t give a hoot if she wants to play baby’s first garden with you — but tell me every single thing that comes out of her mouth. And don’t tell her a thing. Can you manage that?”

It’s tempting to say no. Just to see what she’d do.

“Obviously,” you say instead, daring at the very least to smile.

When Agatha matches it with a cheshire grin and tells you, “Good girl,” your stomach flutters. You like her praise almost as much as you like when she demeans you. It’s only a little embarrassing.

The next day Wanda stops you in the middle of your walk to town for a laundry list of things Agatha can’t be bothered to leave the house for: pound of sugar, six tennis balls, three roots of ginger, a very specific pair of socks, a hundred-foot roll of rope, Gorilla tape, a box of matches, a sixty-pound bag of lawn soil, a gallon of white grape juice, and a pack of Camel Blues. A thousand guesses wouldn’t get you any closer to understanding what she plans to do with those things, but you stopped trying to understand Agatha the day after you met her. She is not a being meant to be understood so much as she is one meant to be observed and experienced raw.

“Sweetheart!”

You turn on the spot at the sound of that voice, sweet and full of magic, and so terribly innocent.

“Mrs. Maximoff.” You keep your voice even as joy bubbles up in your belly, thinking briefly that Agatha would hate how easy it is for Wanda to lift your spirits. “Another beautiful day we’re having, isn’t it?”

Wanda looks at the bright blue sky, beaming at the clouds, and then she looks at you. Still beaming.

“How many times do I have to tell you,” she says, coming up alongside you and hooking her arm through yours. “It’s Wanda.”

Before you know what’s happening she’s walking you towards Westview’s town center and you have no intention of stopping her. You were going there anyay. And you like being on her arm, and you like that it would make Agatha fume.

“Wanda,” you repeat, finally allowing yourself to smile. “What are you headed to town for today?”

You aren’t sure if you're asking because you’re genuinely interested or because Agatha would want you to; the line between those two distinctions is growing remarkably thin.

Wanda is not going to town for anything Agatha would care about. Her boys, Tommy and Billy, are getting a special dinner for being on extra good behavior this week. Wanda says she’d fix them a special dinner even if they weren’t — she just loves them like that, she says, laying a hand over her heart as the two of you stroll into town.

thank u for coming to my dumpster fire

[saltybaltic]

Can we get a fic with Natasha fucking carol mercilessly and the Reader is cuffed to a chair watchind!!!

Natasha Romanoff X Carol Danvers X FemReader - CUFFED

Synopsis: I think the request says it all really 🤷‍♀️

Warnings: 18+ content, smut, restraints, slight Dom/sub undertones if you squint

Words: 970

Reluctantly you had to admit it; this truly was the most wonderful form of torture. Despite knowing it would do nothing to help your situation, you tugged on the leather cuffs that secured you to each of the arms of the chair you currently found yourself stuck in. You supposed it was more for something to do than anything, finding the fact you could literally do nothing the most frustrating thing about your predicament. You wanted to shift in your seat slightly. Wipe at your face that was burning hot now, beads of sweat starting to gather at your temples. Squeeze your thighs together maybe to alleviate some of the pressure. 

The tight cuffs around your ankles anchoring you to the front legs of the old wooden chair made sure none of that was possible. Or should you say Natasha had made sure of that. She could have at least given you a nicer chair to sit in, one that didn’t look like it had been pulled out of an old classroom from the previous century. It was out of place in the room, everything else about Natasha’s bedroom predicatably nice. Even the smaller details were perfect; from the many candles that were illuminating the scene before you, to the beautiful silk bedsheets that covered the bed the other women were occupying.

God you wanted to move. But looking down and trying to work out an escape would mean tearing your eyes away from them. And the only thing worse than being made to watch would be not being able to watch. 

Everything was overwhelming to the senses. The air in the room was hot and stuffy after what felt like hours of frantic heavy breathing. Your ears rang with every sound that hit them. Pants for air. Moans of pleasure. The dark, smug chuckle of a woman who knew she was fucking someone good. The blood pulsing and ringing in your own ears as your body burned with arousal. The wet, filthy noises of the strap sinking in and out at a bruising pace.

You hated the way they were acting like you weren’t even in the room. Neither woman so much as glancing in your direction no matter how much you tried to move or how many desperate whimpers left your lips. You hated it and yet you couldn’t get enough of it.

Hoping things were about to change, you held your breath and watched quietly as for the first time that evening, Natasha slowed her pace to a stop and gave Carol a second of respite. The blonde looked absolutely spent, sucking in short, shallow breaths as she took the opportunity to push damp hair out of her face and wipe at her forehead. You waited patiently for what would happen next, hoping Natasha would acknowledge you, allow Carol to come over and release you from your restraints, that one of them would touch you, kiss you, look at you, anything. But it never came.

Instead you were left wanting, bunching your eyes closed for a second in frustration as you clenched and unclenched your fists. Natasha smirked, the only real sign that she wasn’t oblivious to your torment in the corner, gripping the underside of Carol’s thighs and pushing her further up the bed on her back. Natasha moved with her, shuffling forward on her knees and settling herself back between the other woman’s legs as she leaned down to grip Carol’s face harshly between her fingers and connect their lips. 

You were certain you started to salivate at the sight, mouth hanging slightly agape in desperate need for those to be your lips that Natasha was pushing her tongue through. The kiss looked sloppy and messy, tongues moving together as Natasha pinched her fingers harder into Carol’s cheeks and took control of the embrace.

The kiss still didn’t do much in quietening the noise in the room, especially when the red head gave a rough thrust forward and pushed the strap back into Carol who released the loudest groan yet into Natasha’s mouth. The sound was incredible, the sight even more so as you swallowed the lump that had formed in your throat and continued to watch eagerly. You were so turned on it was bordering on uncomfortable, unable to control the fruitless attempts of wriggling and squirming in your seat.

Despite the frustration, the downright torture of what was unfolding, you couldn’t think of anything you’d rather watch. Your eyes were drawn to everything, each sight sending another shiver down your spine or a twinge between your legs. You were drinking in every detail as if your life depended on it.

The way Carol’s hands had travelled above her head, gripping the sheets beneath her in a vice grip as Natasha appeared to be showing absolutely no mercy. The blondes mouth hung open, moans, whimpers and pleas leaving her with more frequency now. The rhythm of Natasha’s hips was hypnotising, hitting Carol with smooth, deep strokes that seemed to have Carol’s eyes literally rolling back into her head. The way both women’s skin glistened in the candlelight, toned muscles and soft flesh shimmering with a sheen of sweat that was evidence of just how long and how good Natasha had been fucking Carol.

Carol cried out, loud, the sound of Natasha’s name echoing off the walls and sending a shudder through your body as the red head reached down to stroke her thumb over Carol’s clit. Your jaw was starting to ache from clenching it, heart hammering now and white crescents marking your palms from balling your hands into fists. You could tell that Carol was getting close, her grip tightening on the sheets and her thighs starting to tremble either side of Natasha’s waist.

Natasha seemed to sense it too, somehow managing to pick up her bruising pace further as she leaned down to press her mouth against Carol’s.

“You gonna come for me?” taunted Natasha, a knowing smirk painting her lips as she circled her thumb more firmly over Carol’s clit.

The blonde nodded her head hurriedly, only able to offer a loud moan in response.

Natasha’s grin broadened, “Then you better make sure I hear how good I make you come.”

The way Natasha had groaned the words into Carol’s mouth, the way Carol had closed her eyes and whimpered in response, the way those words had to be for your benefit. It was all too much and yet somehow not enough. You were desperate now, and the only thing you wanted more than for someone to pay you attention, was to watch Natasha fuck Carol until she came.

Carol’s hands moved from the sheets to the top of Natasha’s thighs, fingers sinking in to her skin firmly as a silent plea not to let up. That she could take it and she needed the other woman to continue pretty much pounding her into the mattress. Not that Natasha had any intention of doing otherwise, the hand that wasn’t busy stroking over Carol’s clit coming up to grip at the headboard that was rattling and creaking with every rough thrust forward.

Your mouth was definitely watering now, your own breathing getting heavier and skin flushing hotter than you could have imagined. You were thirsty for it, maybe more so than Carol; a heavy feeling in the pit of your stomach and a pressure between your legs that you knew wasn’t going to be relieved until you got what you wanted. The twitch in Carol’s fingers and the increased frequency of her moans told you it wouldn’t be long.

“That’s it.” encouraged Natasha, a strain to her own words now as the effort of her work started to take its toll on her breathing, “Come on baby, you’re doing so good.”

Carol could do nothing but take it, too far gone to be able to focus on anything but how good it felt. Every hard, deep thrust from Natasha hitting her just right. She was unsure how the red head was managing to stroke over her clit so perfectly and accurately with how wet she surely was by now but wasn’t about to complain. She could feel Natasha’s eyes burning into her with a look of pure desire and fascination, the desperation to watch her as her orgasm hit only turning her on further.

“Oh my god Nat, I’m gonna come.” Carol sounded half way between surprised and relieved, the words no more than a strangled cry at this point as her grip tightened on Natasha’s thighs and she bucked her hips up to meet the other woman’s movements, “Jesus ... yes, yes, I’m coming.”

You actually whined, features scrunching up in some sort of mixture of intense pleasure and frustration. Your arms twisted and turned in the restraints, tugging at them hopelessly as you shifted back and forth in your seat, wanting more than anything to be able to move more. If you could just have one free hand, one hand to reach into the waistband of your underwear and relieve some of the pressure.

A loud moan from Carol and a satisfied sound from Natasha distracted you from your turmoil momentarily, your mouth hanging open and a gasp caught in your throat as you watched another rough thrust from Natasha push Carol over the edge. You could do nothing but watch; Carol’s back arching off the bed, fingers digging painfully into Natasha’s thighs and toes curling into the bed sheets as she released a final groan of Natasha’s name.

“Fucking Christ.” your words came out as barely a whisper, too awestruck to even register the fact you had spoken aloud. It was hideous to be so powerless and so left out but damn if it wasn’t one of the most magnificent things you’d ever seen.

Carol was gulping in air, finally releasing Natasha’s thighs from her grip and raising her hands to her face as she panted for breath. She was sporting a grin that showed just how good the other woman had made her feel, a soft moan spilling from her lips as Natasha raised her hips enough to slowly remove the strap from her pussy.

“My god.” chuckled Carol, removing her hands from her face and tugging Natasha down to her level to connect their lips.

Natasha indulged the embrace for a moment before tilting her face a fraction to break the kiss, “Good?”

Carol nodded, pecking Natasha’s lips again, “So fucking good.”

“You think ... anyone else deserves the same?” asked Natasha.

You had been sitting impatiently but silently, knowing Natasha well enough that if you wanted something, begging and pleading was the worst tactic you could try. But at the red heads words, your head snapped up eagerly. Of course you were desperate by now, your skin still burning hot and breathing uneven despite the fact that the other women seemed to have calmed somewhat. You were sure you must have soaked through your underwear and onto the seat below you by now, your wrists sore from working against the restraints that held you in place.

Carol hummed in thought, one hand reaching up to push Natasha’s hair out of her face, “I don’t know ... I suppose she has behaved quite well while we had our fun.”

Finally. Finally they acknowledged you. Natasha turning her head to skim her eyes over you in the corner. It was obvious how much of a state you were in and she couldn’t help but smirk at the sight.

Leaning down to press a kiss to a Carol’s temple, Natasha’s eyes remained locked with yours as she spoke quietly, “Let her out of those cuffs then Captain.”

[wheresfury]

Hallucinations (part two)

Pairings: Natasha Romanoff/ Fem!reader, Carol Danvers/ Fem!reader

~Warnings:Mommy!kink, Daddy!kink, violence, blood, torture, gun stuff, knife stuff, death, murder, spanking, degradation, rough sex, roughness, dirty talk, strap-ons, rimming, orgasm delay/denial, collaring, face-slapping, anal sex, vaginal sex, double penetration, butt plugs, oral sex, oral sex on strap, hand job on a strap, face-fucking, fingering, breath play, Dom/sub, bondage, voyeurism, public!teasing, semi-public!sex sorta, biting/marking, threesome gangbang most likely, reader gets stepped on oof, it’s graphic y’all, I’m pretty sure that’s it hehe.

~Word count: 8,084 (OOF)

~Summary:Your work trip just got more complicated with Nat showing up out of thin air. You really hope things go smoothly. Honestly though when has that ever happened with you.

~Authors note: So sorry this took so long to happen. Life got in the way and I promise to have both parts ready if there is ever another two-parter. I like how this ended up. I hope this turned out good and I hope y'all enjoy some Dark!nat and Dark!carol. Let me know what y'all think! 

~Previous parts to this series are on my Masterlist

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“Get it? It’s from a movie?” Natalia has a small smile on her face. You admit she looks adorable right now even with a knife to that man's throat. Carol rolls her eyes.

“Yeah. We get it.” Carol’s voice is dripping with so much sarcasm it makes you flinch. Nat looks at you with a deadpan manner.

“She’s no fun, kitten. Hopefully she’s better at deciding shit.” The man groans as she digs the knife deeper. You flinch as a drop of blood drips down the blade of the knife.

“Get over here and tie him down, kitten.” You release Carol’s hand and hesitantly make your way to the other side of the desk. She nods to a bag on the edge of the desk. You open it and find some pieces of rope inside. You grab them and tie down his wrist and ankles to the chair. Nat checks over your work and smirked in satisfaction.

“Good girl, kitten. Now hand me the ball gag.” You frown as you reach in to look for the ball and grab the gag. She takes it from your hand and forces it inside the man's mouth. He struggled with her before a crack is heard making him scream in pain. As she secured the gag you see blood dripping out of his mouth making you shake in disgust. After she’s satisfied with her victim she makes her way over to you and pulls you into a rough kiss. You moan as her hands squeeze your ass. Natalia pulls away when Carol clears her throat. She grabs your hand and makes her way over to Carol. She leans against the desk and pulls you to stand between her legs, facing Carol.

“What’s wrong, Carol? Jealous?” Carol huffs and looks at your eyes. You smile at her as you blush from how Natalia is holding you. 

“No. I’ve actually discovered quite a bit about myself.” Nat smirks and brings her hands up to your breasts cupping them in her hands.

“Really now. That’s interesting isn’t it, kitten? We’ll have to come back to that if you don’t die that is.”  Carol glares at Natalia as she continues to grope you. You hear the man groan behind you. Nat pushes you back towards the chair and makes her way back to the man.

“Shut the fuck up or I’ll break more of your fingers.” You gasp as you look down at his right hand where his fingers are badly misshapen. How did you miss that? 

“Why are you here?” Nat looks to Carol in mild surprise. 

“If you haven’t noticed by my accent I’m Russian. It makes sense why I’m here.” Carol rolls her eyes at Nat’s answer. The fact that they hate each other is really turning you on and now is not the time for that. Natalia sighs and walks behind the man grabbing onto his shoulders making him flinch. 

“If you must know this institution is why I am who I am. It moonlights as an academy to train young girls into weapons. It’s called the Red Room Academy also known as The Black Widow Program. It’s a top secret Soviet brainwashing facility. A home to create the world's deadliest assassins. Once I graduated I joined the KGB before getting out a few years ago. Turns out I work better alone.” You and Carol both sit with your mouths wide open. You never thought you’d learn so much about her. 

“So this guy was the one in charge?” Carol was the first to compose herself. 

“Yes and now he’s going to pay.” In the blink of an eye she produces two knives from her thigh holsters and sticks them in each of his hands. A muffled blood curdling scream came from behind the ball gag. You briefly wonder if the secretary could hear that. You watch as his hands lay flat and shaking on the chairs arms. You look to Carol to find her oddly calm.

“Carol are you okay?” She looks to you then with glassy eyes.

“Shouldn’t I be asking you that question?” You shrug and give her a shaky smile.

“Enough of that, it’s time to decide. How should he die.” She takes her bag and dumps out the contents. There were different kinds of guns, knives and torture devices, not including the ones she already had on her person. Carol hesitates.

“Why not just shoot him?” Nat looks up at Carol like she had lost her mind. Whimpers still being heard from behind the gag.

“Are you mental? Did you not just hear what this place was about? What he has done! He deserves a slow death and that’s what he’ll get. Try again.” Carol slowly gets up and makes her way to the table covered in Nat's supplies. Natalia stands up a little straighter, clearly on edge. Carol looks down and touches a hammer.

“Mommy May I?” Natalia glares at Carol and rolls her eyes at her smirk. She motions for Carol to go ahead as she picks up the hammer and makes her way to Mr. Rusnak. He eyed her warily as she made her way over. You were completely lost as to what the hell Carol was doing. Both you and Natalia’s eyes widen as she lifts the hammer and brings it down on his left kneecap. You release a scream at the shattering of the patella. He barely lets out a pained scream before she brings down the hammer on his other knee. Natalia lets out a sadistic chuckle at this new Carol.

“You are definitely growing on me, Carol. Never knew you had it in you.” Before you could say anything the secretary from before bursts into the room. Natalia pulls out her gun and shoots her down before she could get a word out. You yelp as she falls right next to you.

“What the fuck!” You jump up from your seat as the stench of blood hits your nose. You run over to Carol and push her against the wall.

“What the fuck is wrong with you, Carol?!” 

“Is this not what you want?! Is a violent, dominant woman not what you’re attracted to?” Carol drops the hammer and wraps her hands in your hair pulling you into a rough passionate kiss. You moan loudly at the rough treatment. You hear a gunshot and pull away from Carol’s lustful kiss. 

“Break it up you two and get your hands off what is mine” Nat growls as her gun points towards the ceiling and Carol reluctantly releases you from her grip, “come sit on his lap, kitten.” You shake your head before she lowers her gun to point at Carol. Your eyes widen in fear as you reluctantly make your way over to the man, Natalia grabs your arms and situates you to straddle his lap as he groans in agony.

“Good girl, now grind, give him one last thing to look forward to.” You look at her with big eyes.

“Mommy, please.” She raises an eyebrow at you and grips her free hand in your hair pulling back roughly making your back arch.

“Do as I say, slut. Now.” You whimper as she pushes your head towards the man and releases your hair. You slowly start to grind on his lap as he moans in pain. You can feel his broken kneecaps underneath you and it disgusts you. You continue to grind on him as Nat gestures Carol to come over.

“Now since you have this new side to you would you like to finish him off?” Carol hesitates and shakes her head. Natalia scoffs.

“Murder is a whole line I’m not willing to cross.” Carol says while watching you give the dying man a lap dance.

“So pathetic. It’s obvious you’re wanting to impress the little slut. Don’t you think killing him would? She saw me kill two men and she was dripping for me.” Carol having had enough of Natalia’s nasty teasing turns towards her and raises her fist. Before she can strike Natalia has her bent over the desk with her offending arm behind her back. 

“Don’t you look good bent over this desk, like a bitch ready to be fucked. Would you like that, Daddy?” Carol growls and tries to get out of Nat’s hold to no avail.

“You’re disgusting and stop calling me that!” Natalia hums and turns to you.

“Did I tell you to stop, kitten?” You continue your grinding as you look back at what was happening. Nat turns back to Carol.

“No, I think Daddy here wants my little kitten bent over instead, hm? Want to plunge your fingers in her tight wet heat, am I right?” Carol makes a barely audible moan but Nat heard it. She chuckles and lets go of Carol. Carol stands up and faces Natalia.

“Yes, you’re right, I want that. I want all of it though. The whole package. Not just a fuck every once in a while like you.” Natalia smirks as Carol glares at her and places a hand on your shoulder, effectively stopping you.

“Get up, kitten.” You climb off the man and sigh in relief. God that sucked. Natalia wraps her hands around your waist, her hands grabbing your ass. Your head tilts back as her lips attack your neck with nips and deep kisses.

“Fuck, Mommy.” Nat hums against your neck as she squeezes your ass. She pulls away and gives you a big wet kiss on the mouth.

“Good girl, kitten. Why don’t you go distract Daddy while I take care of this fucker, hm? Since she’s such a pussy.” You look at her with wide eyes as Nat smirks at Carol. 

“Better yet, if you kill him I’ll let you have one more night with Y/N.” You gasp as you pull away from Nat. Natalia’s face falters a little as you do before she pulls it together. You look at Carol and are shocked to see contemplation on her face.

“Carol don’t do this. Don’t even think about it! I won’t let you!” Carol turns to you then with a glare.

“You don’t tell me what to do, baby girl.” You pout as Carol looks at Natalia again. You hear the man groan again reminding you of the situation. Natalia holds out her gun for Carol to grab.

“So what’ll it be, Daddy?” You see Carol’s face contort in pain before she takes the gun from Natalia’s hand. You frown deeply as Carol raises the gun towards the man who is now screaming behind the gag. The stench of blood and sweat ever present. In mere seconds Carol points the gun at Nat who quickly slaps it to the right as a fire is shot. Her leg shoots out to sweep Carol off her feet as she grabs the gun. You gasp as she points it at Carol who is now on the ground.

“How fucking predictable. I’m so disappointed. Now you’ll have to die.” Before she could pull the trigger you jump in front of Carol. Nat glares at you.

“Please don’t do it. Don’t kill her, Mommy.” She growls at you.

“Move, kitten. If I don’t kill her now she’ll always be in the way!” Tears form in your eyes as you look pleadingly at Natalia. Your brain goes through many ideas before one stands out.

“Give her one last thing to look forward to!” Natalia looks at you like you’re crazy. 

“What are you on about, kitten?” You hear Carol breath heavily behind you in anticipation.

“I mean let her have one more night with me and then you can kill her, yes? One last thing, just like what I did for that man, let her have one more thing.” Natalia growls as she leans back and drops her gun from pointing at Carol.

“Fine, you little shit but I’m not leaving you two alone. Three’s a party, no? You wanted it too. So that’s how it’ll be. Come tomorrow she dies.” You release a breath of air as you turn around to help Carol up. She wraps her arms around you tight, breathing in your scent. 

“Thank you, baby girl. Although I don’t want to die.” She whispers into your ear as you let some tears escape.

“I’m sorry, Daddy. Hopefully we can get you out once she’s asleep.” Carol hums warily and kisses your head. Natalia huffs and stalks closer to the man. She raises the gun and aims it at his heart.

“This is for every little girls world you destroyed.  кровь должна иметь кровь (Blood must have blood.)” With that she pulls the trigger until there are no bullets left. The smell that permeates the room makes your head spin. Natalia holsters her weapon and walks over to you.

“Pack up my bag, kitten. I need to have a little chat with Daddy here,” Nat gestures towards the door for Carol to go first “we’ll be back, little one.” 

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Carol walks a few feet away as Nat closes the door, Carol looks around nervously. Natalia makes her way towards Carol with a fire in her eyes. Carol’s back hits the wall as her eyes widen.

“Listen here, Carol. My kitten cares about you, deeply, which unfortunately means I can’t kill you.” Carol’s head tilts in question.

“Why would that stop you?” Carol’s eyes glisten in fear as Natalia huffs but then sighs in relief as she backs away. Carol sees her hesitation before deciding to answer.

“She would never forgive me.” Carol rolls her eyes and scoffs.

“Are you serious? You’re a stone cold assassin why the fuck would you care? You would just take her anyways.” Natalia growls as she slams Carol into the wall. Carol immediately regrets her response. Natalia’s forearm on her clavicle keeps Carol pinned.

“I would never just take her. That’s disgusting. I may be a horrible person who does horrible things but never that.” Carol looks into Natalia’s eyes for anything really and she gasps when she realizes something.

“You love her!” Natalia’s eyes widen and she quickly backs away from Carol. Carol snorts out a laugh.

“You, a heartless assassin, actually has a heart. You don’t show it too well.” Natalia huffs and rolls her eyes as she crosses her arms.

“Here in this building I was taught that love was for children, that it always got in the way so it’s best not to feel. It’s easier to get the job done. It was so easy until I met her.” Carol sighs as she sees the conflict in Natalia’s eyes. 

“Look I don’t like you very much, but Y/N does. I have a feeling she feels the exact same way. I’m pissed it wasn’t me, truly I am. So you better take care of her or I will hurt you.” Nat chuckles at the threat before her laugh gets stuck in her throat at the look on Carol’s face. One of longing and regret but most importantly anger. Natalia knew you could’ve ended up with Carol and she wasn’t going to ruin this moment. Natalia uncrosses her arms and raises a hand. Carol meets her hand in a firm handshake.

“I promise, Carol. I will take care of her and I’ll try my best not to hurt her.” They both unclasp hands after a while both content with the other for the moment. 

“So are you going to tell Y/N you aren’t going to kill me?” Carol sees a gleam in Natalia’s eyes.

“Why would I? I think it would be more passionate if she didn’t. I’m sure if all goes well it will happen again.” Carol gapes at Nat.

“How do you know we’d be that compatible?” Natalia grins and slings an arm around Carol’s shoulders.

“It’s because it’s Y/N. She likes us both for different reasons but with how we fight over her it’s too perfect. Although now you’ve found some of your light it’ll be even better. Now sharing, for one night, I think we can manage, don’t you?” Carol smirks at this new found connection with Natalia.

“Yes, let’s go get our girl.” 

———- ⧗———-

You’re sitting on the desk with Nat’s bag slung over your shoulders and your briefcases when they walk back in. They both have small smirks on their faces and it confuses you. What happened out there? Carol stays by the door while Natalia makes her way over to you stepping over the receptionist. You hum as she claims your lips in a kiss, her hands resting on your thighs. Your hands tangle in her hair as her tongue licks everywhere inside your mouth. You moan deeply as her hands make their way further up your thighs. You pull away as she nears your covered center. Her eyebrows raised at the action. You smile sheepishly at her.

“Can we not do this here, Mommy.” You look around at the two people in this room who would never know what the light of day looked like again. She nods and steps back helping you off the desk. You grimace as you step over the body before Carol takes your hand. You hum in content at the moment and that Nat didn’t chop her hand off. You cuddle her arm as you all make your way out of the building. You’re absolutely curious as to what all went down in this building. You hope one day she will tell you. Once outside you grab your phone to call a cab when Nat stops you. 

“I have a car, kitten. No need to call a cab.” You nod as she leads you to her car but it wasn’t the mustang you’ve been in before. Carol whistles at the sleek black corvette stingray.

“What a beauty.” You huff as Natalia smirks and nods in agreement. When did these two become okay with the other? Nat grabs the bags from you and places them in the trunk, she then opens her door and turns to Carol before getting in.

“There’s only two seats so kitten will have to sit on your lap.” Oh well you’re not complaining. Carol walks you over to the other side and gets in. She pats her lap as you blush before sitting down on her lap. Nat smirks over at the two of you and lets her eyes linger on your cute red cheeks. She starts the car and you flush at the beautiful purr it makes. 

“So where did they put you two up?” Carol answers her as you squirm on her lap.

This is all too much for you to handle, especially in such a tight space. Carol’s hands wrap around your waist as Nat starts to drive.

“Why so squirmy, baby girl? Are you already wet for us?” You whimper as one of Carol’s hands makes its way between your thighs. You see Nat eye the both of you.

“I think you should check, Carol. If she’s not soaked now she won’t get anything tonight. She’ll just have to watch.” You moan loudly at the thought of watching these two women fuck each other. Oh my god, you’re definitely soaked now. Carol hums in agreement and unbuttons your slacks. She pulls the zipper down as you lift your hips to accommodate her. Your slacks are now on your thighs and her hand cups your panty clad cunt.

“Mm you’re panties are positively ruined, baby girl. Did we do this to you, you little slut?” You whimper as you almost came at the dirty words falling from Carol’s lips. 

“Take her panties off, Carol and tease the whore properly.” Carol pulls your panties down to your thighs.

“Spread your legs, baby. As much as you can.” You whimper as your thighs open and the air conditioning hits your wet pussy making you shiver. 

“Fuck!” Carol’s hand cups your soaked cunt as she trails one finger through your slit. Her finger comes to rest on your clit after gathering your wetness. She slowly starts to circle your clit as you moan loudly. Your hands reach back to grab onto her hair, not knowing what else to do with them. Natalia stops at a stop light and looks over at you in amusement.

“Look at you, kitten. Such a fucking slut. Anyone can look in and see you blissed the fuck out as your filthy little cunt is played with. Do you want someone to see you?” You whine as Carol quickened her pace on your clit.

“Fuck yes, Mommy. I want everyone to know how much of a slut I am for you two.” She hums as a smirk forms on her face.

“Then give them a show, kitten.” Her smirk widens as she lowers the passenger side window. You turn red as you look to your left to see a group of women with their mouths agape. You whine as you look away from them in embarrassment. Nat sees this and slaps your thigh harshly.

“Moan for them you filthy cunt‍.” You moan loudly as the sting from the slap goes straight to your clit. Carol increases her speed once more as your moans become louder. You hear the women cheering you on as you near your orgasm. The light turns green and Carol takes her fingers away from your clit. You whine at that before she shoves her fingers into your mouth. You moan at the taste of yourself as you clean her fingers. She then pulls them out and pulls up your panties and slacks.

“Pretty girl, you’re in for a long night. You haven’t earned the right to cum just yet, baby.” You lean further back into Carol as she holds you close around your waist. You moan as she places kisses up and down your neck. Nat pulls up to the hotel and parks her car. She gets out and grabs a different bag from her trunk. You and Carol get out of the car and follow Nat into the hotel. She doesn’t stop until she gets to the elevator not knowing what floor you two were on. Carol presses the floor number as you stand in between the two women. Your body slightly shaking from the almost orgasm in the car. God if they planned on edging you the whole night you just might die. The entire elevator ride Carol had her hand on your ass squeezing the cheeks every time the floor number changed. She pulls away once the doors open as you make your way to your room. Carol slides the key in and you whimper as you hear the door unlock. You hear Natalia snicker at the sound of your readiness. Once inside the energy changes. Carol makes her way to her luggage as you stand in the middle of the room. Nat drops her bag onto the nearest surface. Carol grabs some clothes from her suitcase and makes her way to the bathroom. Nat makes her way to the king sized bed and sits, crossing her legs. She stares at you as you shift your feet nervously. She doesn’t say a word so you don’t think you should speak just yet. It feels like forever until Carol makes her way back. She changed into more comfortable clothes. A baggy white T-shirt with grey low hanging sweatpants. You lick your lips as her Apollo’s belt peaks out deliciously. Your eyes move further down as she walks towards you and you realize she’s packing. You gasp as she grabs your hair and pulls back so your eyes face the ceiling. She licks a long stripe from the nape of your neck to your cheek.

“What are you looking at, baby girl? I don’t remember giving you permission to stare.” You whimper as she tightens her grip on your hair. Natalia stands up and makes her way towards the two of you. She hums as she removes Carol’s hand from your hair. You drop your eyes to hers as she brings a hand up to cup your cheek.

“Whenever you feel uncomfortable do not hesitate to say red, ok? We’ll stop immediately no matter what. If you can’t speak snap your fingers, okay? What are the traffic light colors, kitten?” You nuzzle into her hand as you answer.

“Green for good, yellow for slow down but don’t stop, red for stop everything and snap fingers if unable to speak.” She hums and brings you into a quick kiss.

“Good girl. Now strip for us.” Both Carol and Natalia step back as their eyes bore into your body. You blush profusely as you start to unbutton your blouse. You feel their hungry eyes devouring the sight of your half naked chest. You unbutton your pants and slip them off throwing them and your shirt away to the side. You were left in matching lace underwear. You slowly slip off your ruined panties, you were about to throw them when Carol puts out her hand. You place your panties in her hand and reach back to unhook your bra. She stuffs them into the pocket of her sweatpants as you remove your bra completely. Once fully naked you stand with your hands behind your back.

“Good girl, kitten. Did you happen to bring your collar with you?” 

“Yes, Mommy.” 

“Good, go grab it.” You walk over to your suitcase as you feel their eyes on you making your skin feel like it was on fire. You pull out the box with the collar and walk back over to Nat. She grabs the box from you and pulls out the collar.

“Knees.” You quickly drop to your knees in front of them. Nat bends down and places the collar around your neck. You’ve never worn one before and you’re surprised at how comfortable it is. 

“The collar looks so good on you, kitten. You ready to have some fun, baby doll.” You nod your head enthusiastically. You see Carol’s foot out of the corner of your eye before she’s pushing you to the ground. You lay back completely as she stands above you. Her foot is placed on your thigh and she lightly steps down. You release a slight whimper at the unusual feeling.

“Do you like that, baby girl?” She steps a little harder on you as your eyes closed briefly. Unhappy with your eyes closed she shifts her full weight on you making you yelp as your eyes pop open. She steps back and moves over to your other thigh stepping lightly on you.

“Answer me, slut. Do you like me stepping on you? Do you like being reduced to nothing but a fucking carpet.” You moan as she presses harder onto your thigh.

“Yes, Daddy. I love having you step on me. Treating me like I’m nothing but an object to be used.” She groans and steps back taking a deep breath. Nat steps over you to get to her bag.

“Sit up, kitten.” You quickly sit up as you watch her move. She takes off her clothes before slipping on a harness. She turns around and your eyes widen at the size of the fake cock. It was long and thick and it made your mouth and pussy gush with wetness. She walks back over to stand next to Carol who got rid of her clothes whilst you were busy watching Nat. Your eyes widen as her strap was just as big as Nat's. Your jaw drops as they both look at you with fire in their eyes.

“Am I hallucinating?” They both smirk at your wide eyed look.

“No kitten, you are not.” 

“Sure fucking feels like it.” Natalia chuckles darkly as Carol smirks at you. You gulp as you start to sweat from your arousal. 

“What are you waiting on, slut. Come get our cocks nice and wet for you.” You quickly scramble to your knees and make your way over to them kneeling at their feet. You take Carol’s cock into your mouth first as you fist Nats, slowly jerking the fake cock. You moan as you take more of Carol’s strap into your mouth. She fists her hands into your hair and slams the rest into your throat. You choke a bit before you adjust to the size. She holds her cock in your throat before pulling out and slamming back in. She thrusts into your mouth roughly as you feel Nat wrap her fingers around yours encouraging you to continue your hand job. Your eyes water as Carol fucks your face. She finally pulls away once tears are running down your face and drool covers your chin. You blink once before turning to face Nat and taking her cock into your mouth with a moan. Carol takes your hand and places it on her strap. You bob your head up and down Nats strap before she decides to take the reigns and fucks your face too. Your hand moves up and down Carol’s cock as Nat holds hers down your throat. She pinches your nose and doesn’t let up until your eyes widen dramatically. You cough once she pulls out as you try to catch your breath. Natalia smacks her cock across your cheek making you moan. 

“What a dirty little slut, such a good cock sucker too, isn’t she Carol?” Carol nods in agreement before slapping her cock on your other cheek. You gasp as your cheeks slightly sting from the slaps. Nat grabs your hair and pulls you up to your feet. You yelp at the rough treatment. She lets you go and pushes you into Carol. 

“You can have her first daddy I need to grab something.” She makes her way back to her bag as Carol pulls you into a rough kiss. Her tongue explores your mouth roughly. You moan into the dirty kiss as her hands grab your ass. She pulls away from the kiss and spins you around and pushes you face first onto the bed. She grabs your legs until your bent properly on the edge of the bed. Your upper torso on the bed as your legs touch the ground. You cry out as her hand comes down harshly on your unsuspecting ass. She rains many spanks down on your ass until your tears completely blur your vision. She stops once she’s satisfied with how red your ass is. You feel your wetness dripping down your thighs. Her hand rubs over the stinging red flesh of your ass before trailing between your ass cheeks lightly rubbing your rosebud before dipping into your wetness.

“Such a slut for a good spanking. You’re absolutely dripping and all you’ve done is suck cock, you whore.” You moan loudly as Carol slips three fingers into your cunt. She roughly fingers you as she leans down to nip at your sore ass. You clench down on her fingers almost at the precipice of pleasure when she pulls out. You whine as she waits for you to come down. She slaps your ass at your whine before thrusting her cock into your soaked cunt. You scream at the sensation of you finally being stuffed full. She leans over you to bite down onto your shoulder as she ruts into you roughly. You cry out as her teeth sink in further. Your eyes notice Natalia sitting in a chair, legs spread, her eyes trained on Carol’s cock thrusting in and out of your pussy. Carol release your shoulder and pushes on the back of your head making your face sink further into the mattress. Her other hand makes its way to your clit rubbing fast circles. You groan as you get closer to orgasm.

“Daddy, please!” She grunts as she thrusts harshly into you.

“What, baby girl? What is it you want from me?” You moan as she pinches your clit.

“Please may I cum, Daddy! Please please. Fuck!” Her hand shoves your face into the mattress so you couldn’t breathe. Your thighs quiver as your orgasm approaches. You start to get slightly light headed at the lack of oxygen before Carol pulls away completely. You pick your head up and take a deep breath as you whine loudly. Your confused body convulsed at the denied orgasm. Nat gets up from her seat and stands behind you. You jump as you feel a cold substance land on your ass cheeks. 

“Shh, kitten. Stay still. Your ass is going to need a warm up for what I have instore for you later.” You moan as she slips one finger into your lubed asshole. She slowly works in two more fingers and fingers your ass for a while before pulling away. You’re about to whine when you feel a metal butt plug enter your ass. You groan as you get used to the feeling, it being much bigger than the last one you had in your ass. 

“Good girl, kitten.” You hum in content as she slips her cock into your pussy. She starts off slow before picking up her pace. Carol crawls onto the bed and kneels in front of you. She picks up your head and slides her wet cock into your mouth. You moan as you taste yourself on her cock. She picks up her hips and thrusts into your mouth. Natalia picks up her pace and slams roughly into your cunt making you scream around Carol’s strap. Both women thrust roughly into your eager holes making your eyes roll back in pleasure. Nat slaps your ass as you moan getting ready to finally orgasm. Before you can they both pull away making you scream in frustration. You hear Nat chuckle as she rubs your ass. 

“Before you can cum, kitten, I think you should make Carol cum. After all this is her last night on earth.” You whimper and close your eyes missing the wink Nat sent to Carol. Carol hums and slips off her strap. She settles down at the top of the bed and spreads her legs. 

“Make me cum, baby girl. Then maybe we’ll let you cum.” You crawl up to her and kiss her thighs before taking her clit into your mouth. She groans and grabs onto your hair pushing your face further into her cunt. You release her clit before moving down to her entrance lapping at the wetness seeping out. You feel Nat behind you, her hand rubbing over the back of your thighs. You move back up to Carol’s clit and enter her with two fingers. You feel Nat take out the butt plug and lick your hole. You groan into Carol’s pussy at the new sensation.

“Want me to lick your asshole, kitten. Hm? Want me to fuck your ass with my tongue, slut?” You pull your mouth away from Carol’s cunt.

“Yes, Mommy please fuck my ass with your tongue!” Natalia hums and returns her tongue to your ass. You feel the tip of her tongue push into your ass making you moan. Carol’s hands in your hair redirect you to pay attention to her clit.

“Lick my pussy, baby girl. Don’t forget what your place is.” You finger Carol faster as your tongue laps at her clit. You feel Nat thrust her tongue further into your ass making your eyes clench shut as you release a loud groan making Carol moan at the vibrations on her clit. You feel her squeeze your fingers tight.

“Cum for me, Daddy.” Carol grunts as she cums all over you fingers. Nat is still slowly fucking your ass with her tongue as you clean Carol up. She pushes you away from her pussy as Nat pulls away from your ass. She gets up from the bed as Carol makes her way to your ass. You gasp as her tongue enters your ass. Nat lays in front of you after taking off her strap and widens her legs showing your her beautiful wet cunt.

“Eat my pussy, kitten, as daddy makes up for last time.” You hum as you dive into Natalia’s wet pussy. You lick through her folds sucking them harshly into your mouth making her groan. Carol’s hands grip onto you thighs as she tongues your ass. You moan at the glorious sensation as you suck Nats clit into your mouth. She pulls on your hair as you suck in earnest.

“Fuck my pussy with your tongue, kitten.” You hum and move your tongue down to her entrance. You thrust in as far as you can as her hips thrust up to make your tongue go deeper. Carol pulls away from your ass making you whine.

“Rub her clit, slut. Make mommy cum.” You bring a hand up to rub at Nats clit as she continues to hump your tongue. Her moans increase as you rub her clit faster. Her legs go rigid as she releases her cum into your mouth. You moan as you clean her up and help her down from her high. She hums and pushes your face away from her quivering cunt. You lick your lips as you kneel on the bed. Carol holds you from behind and cups your breasts in her hands giving them a squeeze before pinching your nipples making you moan loudly.

“Good girl, baby. I think she deserves to cum now. Wouldn’t you agree, mommy?” You moan filthily as you hear those beautiful words. Nat hums as she slowly circles her clit watching Carol grope your breasts.

“I don’t know, daddy. I feel like she could take a few more edges.” You whine loudly at the mere suggestion. Carol kisses your shoulders making her way to your neck leaving kisses as her hands squeeze your breasts. 

“Go grab our straps, baby girl.” She releases you as you scramble to get out of the bed quickly. You find Nats strap on the table and Carol’s on the chair. You walk over to the bed on shaky legs as you hand Carol her strap. She pulls it on as you kneel on the bed next to Nat holding out her strap for her to grab. She stops the touching of her clit to grab her strap and pull it on. Once it’s on she grabs your hair to pull you down into a messy kiss. She moans as she tastes her cum all over your mouth. Her fingers trace the edge of your collar as you moan into her mouth. She jerks her cock as she flicks her tongue along your teeth. You feel Carol come up behind you and start kissing your neck. You pull away from Nat when breathing became an issue. Carol hums as she nibbles on your earlobe.

“Which slutty hole do you want, Carol?” You whimper as Nat pinches your erect nipples. Carol hums in your ear as her tongue flicks over the lobe.

“I think I want her tight little pussy. Wanna stretch it with my big dick and make her beg to cum all over Daddy’s cock.” You moan as Carol moves to lay down at the head of the bed. Once comfortable she starts to jerk off her strap. You stare entranced before Nat grabs your hair roughly making you yelp and pulls you over to straddle Carol’s thighs.

“What are you waiting for, slut. This is Daddy’s last night on earth, make it worthwhile, kitten.” You grunt as your cunt comes into contact with Carol’s strap. You try not to think about what Nat said about it being almost over for Carol. Carol runs the tip of her cock through your moist folds. Your hands find her shoulders as she lines up the head to your entrance. You slowly start to push down on her strap when she stills your hips.

“Do you happen to have any rope, Natalia?” Nat hums and gets off the bed making her way to her bag. She returns with a small bundle of red silken rope. Carol grabs the rope from Nat and begins to place your hands together and bind them tightly. You frown as this limits your movements. Carol smiles and looks at how your breasts now pop out between your arms.

“If I had more time with you, baby girl. I’d tie you up in so many ways.” You moan as her eyes devour your upper torso. You place your hands on her chest as she pushes her cock into you slowly. Once you adjust and start to rock on her strap she grabs a hold of your hips and slams roughly up into you. You groan loudly as she keeps a steady rhythm. You feel kisses being placed on your shoulders as Natalia settles herself behind you.

“How does that feel, kitten. Being fucked so roughly like the fuck toy you are, hm? Just you wait till I get my cock in your ass, kitten. You’ll lose your fucking mind.” You moan throatily at the naughty things Nat's saying. Carol slows her thrusts and you whine before you feel Nat squirt some lube onto your asshole. Once Nat lubes up your hole generously she does the same with her strap. She places her hand on the middle of your back and pushes you down to lean closer to Carol. Carol stops her thrusts completely as Natalia places the tip of her cock at your backdoor. You whimper as she slowly starts to penetrate your asshole. 

“That’s it, kitten. You’re taking Mommy’s cock so well. Just a few more inches, baby doll.” Carol leans up a bit to kiss and suck on your neck as you moan when Nat bottoms out fully.

“Fuck!” Nat moans as she situated herself before slowly starting to thrust. Your mind has become fuzzy at the feeling of being stuffed by both women. You yelp as Carol starts to thrust again matching Nats steady rhythm. 

“How are you feeling, baby girl?” You whine when Carol pulls away from kissing your neck.

“Whine again and you won’t cum, baby girl.” You’re about to whine again when her words hit you. 

“Feel really good, Daddy.” Carol hums as Nat grabs a fistful of your hair and pulls you back into her.

“Color?” 

“Green, Mommy.”

“Are you ready to get fucked hard, kitten. Both of your little slutty fuck holes filled and ready to be used, hm?” You gasp as Carol sits up to take your nipple into her mouth, Nats hand twisting your hair painfully.

“Well slut, what do you have to say about that?” Carol switches to your other nipple making you groan.

“I’m ready, Mommy. Please, fuck I wanna get fucked so hard that I can’t remember my name, please. Please, Mommy! Please, Daddy!” Carol bites down on your nipple as Nat releases your hair and brings her hand down to slap your ass hard.

“Mm good girl.” You choke out a moan as both women speed up their thrusts. Carol pulls away from you breasts and leans back grabbing a hold of your waist and slamming her hips up into your willing pussy. Nat places one of her hands on your breast the other going up to wrap around your throat. Their thrusts start to align making your head spin in pleasure. Natalia squeezes down on your neck effectively shortening your air supply. She twists your nipple before moving her hand to your clit. You choke on a moan as she starts to circle your clit. Carol brings her hands back up to your breasts as you get closer to your release.

“You wanna cum, baby girl?” You nod and Nat tightens her hold on your throat in disapproval.

“Use your words, slut.” You’re about to obey Nat when Carol brings one of her hands up to slap your cheek. You gasp at the harsh smack.

“Yes I wanna cum, please!” Carol hums as Natalia chuckles darkly. 

“Why should we let you cum, kitten? I don’t think you’re ready to just yet. What do you think, Carol?” You whimper as Carol smirks at Nat.

���I think she’s going to be in for a long night. Maybe we should let her cum just this once.” Nat huffs at this.

“You’re so whipped, Carol. Fine. This is the only chance you’re going to have to cum tonight, kitten. Only when daddy says you can, you may. Understood?” Nat releases your neck and you nod rapidly.

“Yes, Mommy.” She hums and grabs on to your shoulder rutting into you roughly as she continues to rub your clit. Carol grunts as she thrusts up into you and you’re not sure how much longer you could take this. Your eyes start to cross as your abdominal muscles clench. Carol smirks as she looks you straight in the eyes.

“You wanna cum, baby girl.” You nod.

“Yes, Daddy. Wanna cum so bad!” You feel Nat’s lips on your shoulders.

“Beg me.” Your eyes roll back as you try to hold off your orgasm.

“Please, please Daddy. Please let your baby girl cum. I’ve been so good tonight. Please I wanna cum like the slut I am all over your thick cock! Please, Daddy!” She hums as she smirks widely at you. Her hands squeezing your hips tightly.

“Cum, baby girl. Cum for us.” The second she gives you the okay your eyes close as fireworks explode behind your eyelids. Your abdomen clenched tight as you scream their names. They slowly stop thrusting as you come down from your high.

“Holy shit, baby girl. You fucking squirted! So proud of you.” You hum in content as Nat pulls out of you slowly. She tosses her strap and helps you off of Carol’s. Carol undoes the rope binding your hands together. You lay down as Nat holds you from behind slowing rubbing the red marks left behind from the rope.

“Such a good girl, kitten. You took our cocks so well.” You purr as she kisses the back of your head. Carol quickly discarding her strap to join the both of you, holding you from the front. Carol kisses your forehead as your eyes start to shut.

“It’s okay, baby girl. Get some rest. We’ll finish this later.” The last thing you hear is Nat whispering something to Carol before you drift off.

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You wake up the next day with a start. You groan as your body reminds you of all that happened the night before. After your little nap Nat and Carol continued to make you squirm and cum for hours on end. You’ve never been so happy before. You roll over to see Carol sleeping with the cutest pout on her face. You sit up and frown when you see no sign of Nat. You’re eyes widen when you realize you can get Carol out before she kills her. You’re on high alert when Nat makes her way back into the room, a tray of coffees in her hand.

“Morning, kitten. Got you two coffee. Figured you’d need it after last night.” You tilt your head in confusion.

“Are you not going to kill her?” She frowns as she sets the coffee on the desk.

“Why did you want me too?” You quickly scramble off the bed and over to Nat blushing when you realized you were completely nude besides the collar resting on your neck.

“No I don’t!” She hums and pulls you closer into a warm embrace. You’re confused for all of two seconds before you realize you should accept this level of intimacy whenever you can. Nat kisses the top of your head as she sways the two of you slowly.

“You care for her, kitten. Maybe not in the way she would hope but you care. I couldn’t do that to you, taking away someone you love.” Your heart swells at her uncharacteristic words.

“Thank you, Natalia. I really appreciate that.” She raises her hands to your head cupping your face softly.

“Of course. Anything for you, kitten.” With those words she pulls you into a slow kiss. You moan as she deepens the kiss, wrapping your arms around her waist. She pulls away too soon and you pout. She smirks and gives you little kisses until your pout becomes a smile. 

“I have to go, kitten,” You whine as she slowly sways you back and forth “I’ll see you soon, I promise. Until then I need you to know you’re mine. No sleeping with anybody else. Got it, kitten?” You nod and lean up to kiss her once more.

“Only yours, Natalia.”

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Between Us

Pairing: Natasha Romanoff x Carol Danvers (carolnat) Summary: Natasha used to have nothing, until she got this family. But now everything is slipping through her fingers, and Carol comforts her the only way she knows how. Warnings: Endgame spoilers. Smut. 18+/read responsibly  Genre: Soft angst, fluff, comfort, smut NOTE: tagging @agentnatasharomanov as the carolnat captain certified crackhead fic dealer 😂 Count: 2181 ⊶⊷⊶⊷⊶⊷⋆⊶⊷⊶⊷⊶⊷ “That’s all for today. Make sure you stay in touch,” Natasha said to the holograms before the call ended.  Carol hadn’t been able to make it to the call, but Natasha assumed that was because the blonde was busy with her mission, she would most likely call the redhead later.  Swallowing with a sigh, Natasha got up to head to the kitchen. She was getting pretty sick of takeout, but with no one else in the compound, there wasn’t much she could do.  Grabbing out the bread from the pantry, she also grabbed herself some cheese from the fridge. She was going to make a grilled cheese.  She could do this, she thought. She’s a fucking spy, for crying out loud. Its name was the recipe, so it should be fine. 

Heating the skillet on the stove, Natasha put her bread slice onto the pan before placing a couple slices of cheese onto it. She eyed the second piece of bread, wondering when it would be appropriate to put it on top. Before she knew it, the bread was burning, but the cheese wasn’t melting fast enough, and she was still holding the other piece of bread. When smoke started to form from the pan, she panicked and quickly turned off the stove, grabbing the kitchen towel to fan the smoke away. Once it settled, she leaned back against the counter and sighed, dropping her head slightly into her fingers as she rubbed her temples tiredly. If she couldn’t conquer grilled cheese, how was she supposed to accomplish anything else? Like getting Clint back, or getting Tony to reply to her e-mails or calls? She didn’t even fucking know where Bruce was or how Thor was holding up. Maria was gone. Fury was gone. Laura and the kids, Sam, Wanda, Vision, everyone was gone. And whoever wasn’t gone, wasn’t here. Everything was slipping through her fingers so fast, and she didn’t know how to catch it. There was a burn in the back of her eyes, a sensation that she recently has become familiar with. It was always accompanied by the lump in her throat. “You know, of all things, I wouldn’t have expected a grilled cheese to bring you down.” Natasha’s head immediate snapped up to the kitchen door to see Carol leaning casually against the wall with a slight smirk on her face.  Blinking rapidly to rid of the tears forming, Natasha stood straighter and walked to the kitchen island.  “What are you doing here?” Natasha asked, trying to sniff subtly as she put down the bread slice in her hand. Carol lifted herself off the wall, sauntering slowly to Natasha as she stood behind the redhead at an angle. “Well,” Carol mused. “I finished my mission earlier than I thought, and instead of calling you later because I missed our check-in, I thought I’d come to visit my girl instead.” Natasha snorted softly, “Oh? So now I’m your girl?” “Would you rather be Rocket’s girl?” “Why is that my only other option?”  Carol smiled, “Well, try hitting up Nebula or Okoye and let me know how it goes.” Natasha chuckled softly but didn’t respond with words. Carol took the moment to look at Natasha’s attempt at cooking better. The burnt creature in the pan said it all. “What did we say about you cooking?” Carol asked with a hint of mirth in her tone when she went back to look at her girlfriend. Natasha had turned around, finally able to reign in the spiraling outburst she was about to have.  She leaned against the counter, hands crossed against her chest as she looked over at the pan. “It’s grilled cheese,” Natasha defended herself. “I was just...grilling...cheese. I’m not sure why that happened.” Carol took one last look at the pan and cocked her brow. “Butter probably would’ve helped.” “If there was supposed to be butter, then it should be called grilled butter and cheese.” Carol merely chuckled as she looked at the other slice of toast that was relatively unharmed. “Any reason for the punctured hole in the bread then? No need to hold it that hard. I thought we talked about that last time.” Natasha rolled her eyes and grumbled slightly under her breath.  Carol quirked her lips, taking a moment to regard her girlfriend. It wasn’t a coincidence that she decided to come back to visit. Rhodey reached back out to her after the last meeting when Carol had disconnected.  It was difficult, being away and doing what she had to do to save the thousands of other planets who were experiencing the same thing. More than anything, she wanted to be home more often, be there for her girlfriend because it was clear that fucking no one else was. There was a look in Natasha’s eyes.  The one that told Carol that she was on the edge, teetering between falling or making it back. The one that said she was suffering, trying to be better even though no one from her family was here to see it.  The one that said Natasha blamed herself for not being able to save the people she loved.  Carol took a step closer, bringing her hand up to brush Natasha’s hair back gently before she cupped her neck gently, fingers just edging on Natasha’s jawline. There wasn’t really anything that Carol could say that would make it better for her girlfriend. If there was, Carol would’ve said it a million times already until her throat was raw.  So, Carol comforted Natasha in the way she only knew how, the only way that Natasha would accept. Her lips gently pecked Natasha’s at first before it returned with a bruising force. Natasha immediately gripped at Carol’s sleeve, relishing when Carol buried both her hands into Natasha’s hair, pulling them closer together.  Quiet moans were making their way out before Carol pulled Natasha off from the kitchen counter, lowering her hands until she reached the redhead’s backside. With a leading push, Natasha took the prompt and hopped up, agilely wrapping her legs around Carol’s waist as the blonde walked off towards her bedroom. Natasha moved her lips against Carol’s in a frantic manner, arms around the blonde’s neck as her fingertips would rush through Carol’s hair. Suddenly she was lying on her back against the mattress, breathless as Carol hovered over her.  It took one look into Carol’s eyes for Natasha to feel like she was unraveling. She lifted her head to press her lips against Carol’s again before she was entirely undone before anything started. Carol’s eyes fluttered closed as she let herself get lost in the feeling of her of Natasha’s lips. The physical softness contrast against her desperate need. Carol found her hip grinding slowly against Natasha’s core. “Oh,” Natasha moaned softly against Carol’s lips. Her fingers were already making quick work of taking off Carol’s suit, discarding the garment on the floor.  Wet, open-mouthed kisses were being pressed against Natasha’s neck, teeth scraping against her collarbone before Carol would suck at the skin and leave a visible mark.  Natasha bit her tongue to hold the moan that wanted to escape as her shirt is lifted over her head, and strewn to the floor. “You know I don’t like it when you hold back, Nat,” Carol reprimanded without any bite, only kissing further down just at the dip of the valley of Natasha’s breasts. Natasha’s nipples are rock hard from the arousal that was running through her, just begging for attention but Carol skips right over them as punishment for holding back her moans.  The kisses trail down further, muscles tightening as Carol drags her lips across her stomach. Firm hands are holding Natasha in place as Carol passes over her hip bone, teeth scraping and nibbling at the skin. Natasha’s hips automatically cant up from the feeling and Carol takes advantage of the movement by ripping Natasha’s pants and underwear off at the same time.  There was a fine line between working Natasha’s body and giving the redhead was she needed: a rough fucking. Carol was level between Natasha’s leg, the cool breeze hitting her sex, sending shivers down her spine. Slender fingers ran between Natasha’s fold, just teasing against her clit.  “Look how wet you are,” Carol comment offhandedly. “I’ve barely even started.” Natasha’s breath hitched. God, there were words Natasha wanted to say, yet it was all trapped in the back of her throat.  It almost came unexpectedly when Carol's tongue flattened against her sex, licking the length of it before she sucked Natasha’s clit.  “Fuck,” Natasha groaned lowly, hand moving to Carol’s head, fingers tangled in the blonde’s hair. Her hips were moving around with the strokes, the way Carol’s tongue would flick at her clit was sending her closer and closer to the edge. “I--” Natasha choked when Carol’s tongue swiped downward, teasing her entrance. It was nearly overwhelming with Carol’s hands stroking her thighs.  Just as Natasha thought she was about to come from Carol sucking on her clit, Carol stopped. The pending orgasm came to an abrupt stop, and Natasha groaned loudly and frustratedly as she dropped her head back on the mattress. Carol chuckled, the sound vibrating against the lips of Natasha’s core before she slithered her body up, lining up herself nose-to-nose with her lover.  “You know I hate it when you tease,” Natasha breathed out. “Don’t lie,” Carol purred, her hands traveling to down, palming Natasha’s breast in her hand, finger rolling over the hard pebble. “You love it.” Carol’s navel lined up with Natasha’s sex, and she slowly ground against it, the wetness slicking against her skin.  “But that’s not what I want,” Natasha was breathless, her hips already rising to meet the grinding of Carol’s hips. Carol ran her fingers through Natasha’s hair until her hand was at the back of Natasha’s head. Carol gripped Natasha’s hair until her head was tilted back slightly.  “Then use your words, Natasha. What do you want?” Carol’s hand was already slithering downward. “I--” The words were stuck again, but maybe she could get away with that.  It started with two fingers, setting a rough pace. The words were stuck, but the moans weren’t.  Lips half-hazard against Natasha’s neck, sucking and biting. Hair pulling and messy kisses were driving Natasha mad.  A third finger and a hard thrust was bringing Natasha closer to the edge again.  The tight coil in her stomach, the hot liquid pooling downwards...God, she was so close.  Carol watched as Natasha’s eyes fluttered shut, muscle tensing, the pulsating around her fingers. Natasha was close, and right where Carol wanted her.  Sweat dripped off their bodies as Carol brought Natasha closer and closer to her climax. Her thumb swiped upwards, circling Natasha’s clit and pressing against it. Stars were exploding behind Natasha’s eyes. “Hold it,” Carol commanded as Natasha’s eyes screwed shut tightly and did as she was told.  “That’s right, baby,” Carol breathed against Natasha’s lip, watching as tears flooded her girlfriend’s eyes and streamed down the side. That was the thing about Natasha when she was unraveling. No amount of words could stop her when she was falling apart, feeling all alone, suffering in silence.  And Carol would allow that. If Natasha wanted to teeter between falling off the cliff or make it back, then she would dangle Natasha at the edge before bringing her safely back in when Natasha has had enough.  “Alright, let go, baby,” Carol allowed as Natasha let the orgasm rip through her until her legs were numb and back gone cold.  Natasha released a huff of air as she slowly came back from her high, Carol releasing her grip on Natasha’s hair until she dragged it back to cup the back of her neck. Carol wiped Natasha’s tears with her other hand, coming in for a slow, soft peck on the lips that Natasha returned. And she was safe, away from the edge of the cliff once more.  ⊶⊷⊶⊷⊶⊷⋆⊶⊷⊶⊷⊶⊷ “When do you have to go back?” Carol sighed as she traced her fingers against Natasha’s naked rips. “Soon,” Carol replied sullenly. Natasha dragged the edge of her lips upward half-heartedly. “I know it’s hard,” Natasha softly spoke, voice still raw, “but you’re saving so many people out there.” “I know,” Carol replied, her legs tangling more intimately, trying to savor the small moments they had. “It’s just, I hate leaving you here alone.” “I’m not alone,” Natasha argued. “Right,” Carol drawled. “I guess Steve visits every now and again to do laundry.” “There’s Scott too,” Natasha quipped.  “I think Scott is just trying to catch himself at the same time with America's ass,” Carol pursed her lips. Natasha let out a raspy chuckle. It was quiet again, her fingertips dragging themselves lightly over Carol’s bare arm, fascinated with the goosebumps that trailed. “I’m not alone,” Natasha repeated. Sometimes it had felt like everyone had abandoned her, and she would have to shoo the thoughts away because she was better than that. But... “Between us,” Natasha whispered. “There’s still you.”

[crackedoutwalnut]

Writing requests are open again!

I am forcefully ending my unofficial hiatus by ending my writers block! Send me requests! Fluff, angst, I will do (almost) everything.

Smut might take longer due to my lack of experience with writing it.

NOTE: If you would like specified pronouns please feel free to request them in the prompt. Otherwise they will remain gender neutral. I am trying to make my fics available for a wider audience.

I also do platonic ships like sibling relationships and mother-child relationships (NOT INCEST THOUGH) (PS: This includes x Reader fics. If you want a platonic/ familial x reader fic i can do that too just specify)

THINGS I REFUSE TO WRITE:

Explicit Rape/Non-con (whether as a kink or actual noncon)

Piss Kink or any other bodily fluid not sanctified by Our Lord Jesus Christ in the act of Holy Intercourse

MDLG/DDLG

Knife Play

Incest/Pseudo-Incest

Explicit Suicidal Themes

Marvel:

x Reader:

Natasha Romanov x Reader

Wanda Maximoff x Reader

Yelena Belova x Reader

Carol Danvers x Reader

Okoye x Reader

Sylvie x Reader

Steve Rogers x Reader

Bucky Barnes x Reader

Tony Stark x Reader

Wandanat x Reader

Carolwandanat x reader

Ships:

Wandanat

Carolwandanat

Carolnat

DC:

x Reader:

Kara Danvers x Reader

Lena Luthor x Reader

Alex Danvers x Reader

Supercorp x Reader

Superrojascorp x reader

Harley Quinn x Reader

Harlivy x reader

Diana Prince x Reader

Ships:

Supercorp

Superrojascorp

Harilvy

PLATONIC! Kara and Alex

Arcane:

x Reader

Vi x Reader

Caitlyn Kiramman x Reader

Piltover's Finest x Reader

Jinx x Reader

Ekko x Reader

Sevika x Reader

Ambessa Medarda x Reader

Mel Medarda x Reader

Ships:

Piltover's Finest

Timebomb

PLATONIC/Sisterly! jinx and vi

[dnvrsmedia]

natasha romanoff works

fluff * angst^ I navigation

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Shut Up and Kiss Me*

I Wont Leave Your Side*^

Quarentined With the Avengers

Im not Letting you get Away *^

You Make Lovin Fun*

In Your Arms Tonight*^

I Meant Every Word I Said *

Two Pieces of a Puzzle*

Comic-Con Blues*

carolnat x reader

(untitled)**

SMUT

Last First Time

Wedding Bells

[higherfurther-romanova]

🕸 - Recommended

♚ - Smut

➳ - Angst

♛- Fluff

Natasha Romanoff x Reader

What Am I?  ♛

What Am I? Pt. 2  ♛ ♚

Little Things  ♛

Princessa (Smut)

I’ll Catch You If You Fall  ♛

You Know What, Romanoff?  ♛ ➳

It's Okay  ➳

Addiction  ➳

Addiction Pt. 2   ♛ ➳

Bruises and Cuts  ♛ ➳

Engraved Words  ➳

What is grief if not love persevering?  ➳

God Damn It, Nat  ♚

4 AM Coffee   ➳

Pool Table  ♛ ♚

Then Finish It:  Pt. 1 | Pt. 2 | Pt. 3 | Pt. 4 | Pt. 5 | Pt. 6| Finale |

Carol Danvers x Reader 

Laugh It Up, Fuckles!  ♛

Damn, Danvers  ♛

Brie Larson x Reader

I’ll Show You  ♚

What Is This Between Us?  ♚

Revenge of the Sins  ♚

You Know I'm Colourblind Right?  ♛

Wanda Maximoff x Reader

Ghost of You  ➳

CarolNat x Reader

Fallin' All In You  ♚

I'll Always Come Running Home To You  ➳  ♛

Welcome Home  ♚

It’s Okay  ➳

WandaNat x Reader

I’m Fuckin Broken  ➳

I Miss Her  ➳ ♛

Natasha, That’s Called A Threat.  ♛

Stroganoff, Maximoff, Romanoff  ♛

For Infinity   ➳

Last updated: 9/11/21

[peachyteabuck]

so if someone were to tackle the treasure trove of your expansive masterlist...looking for mommy nat...which fics would you recommend they read first 🥺👉🏾👈🏾

that depends on how you define ‘mommy’ nat! i’ve only written one mdlg fic with natasha, but here’s the nat fics I have that include domme!nat 

sweetness (drabble) 

sacrifice 

study buddy (pt i, (the first part doesn’t include smut but im including it for continuities sake) pt ii , pt iii, pt iv, pt v)

wildness is answering 

old school (make me drool) (this is the mdlg nat fic!)

calm after the storm 

lioness 

remember what you love like 

personal favorites of mine are wildness is answering, study buddy pt 2, and old school (make me drool)

these buckynat x reader fics are also quite kinky and include domme!nat:

act of godhood 

bite of fruit (’act of godhood’ part 2) 

across a minefield (’act of godhood part 3) 

three-day state-wide shutdown 

the bet 

something borrowed 

explosion uncontained 

so are these carolnat x reader fics:

touch me with a hand like god’s 

evil is unspectacular 

same with these holy trinity fics:

open to new friends 

no salvation for a bad girl 

as well as this maria hill x nat x reader fic:

share our bed & eat at our table 

and this peggy x nat x reader fic:

devour her for me 

or this steve rogers x nat x reader fic:

bitter to the taste 

and i have a gangbang fic that includes natasha as the main domme

eat until your blood sings 

[wndrcarol]

Smut prompt #3 with dom!carolnat

prompt: 3. “Look at you, already soaking”

warnings: fingering, cursing, dom!nat and dom!carol, sub!r

a/n: blurb requests are closed! 18+ readers please!

“Isn’t she pretty, Nat?” Carol cooed, her hands moving up and down your sides as you whimpered, turning to her as she pressed her lips against you.

Nat kneeled between your legs, pressing soft kisses against your inner thighs as she looked up at the both of you with a smirk.

“She’s beautiful” Natasha said, her soft touch sending shivers down your body as she rubbed your thighs, her mouth moving closer towards where you wanted relief.

Carol’s hands moved to your chest as she massages each breast, pulling away from the kiss and moving it towards your chest, pressing soft kisses. You moaned softly, closing your eyes as Your fingers threaded through Carol’s head.

“Look at you” Natasha spoke, her finger sliding over your clit through the fabric of your underwear. You shivered and whimpered to the sudden touch as you looked down at her.

“Already soaking” she said with a smirk, fusing the fabric down your legs before pushing two fingers into you, making your back arch slightly with a moan. Carol chuckled against your chest before she pulled away and pressed your body back down on the mattress.

“That eager, are we?”

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feedback is appreciated!

[agentnatasharomanov]

Hi! Sorry to bother but i am trying to find some good blogs about nat and nat x reader just etc stuff,but i cant find any. And since you are one of those good Nat blogs (just like @lollicap ) i thought you might know some.

i cannot believe you just compared me to @lollicap bc they are literally god-tier?? i'm so honoured omg. also dw about it you won't ever bother me with these (:

general nat content:

@natashasromanofff makes incredible gifs for nat and scarlett (it really is dedication and i appreciate it)

@romanoff-danvers reblogs a lot of brilliant nat content + makes dope (and gay) photosets

and ofc @natasharomanoff and @redspiderling, no explanation needed

nat x r content:

@empyreanwritings their nat fics are literally to die for and drabble sessions are a god send tbh so you really should check 'em out if you haven't already

@ravenforce bc their nat fics are fucking great

@domromanoff & @peachyteabuck for the smut 🔥

and can i just throw in @saltyromanov if you're into carolnat? 👀

[wndrcarol]

100 Smut Dialogue Prompts-

3) “How do you feel about adding another person to the mix?”

13) “Touch yourself for me.”

37) “Did I say you could stop?”

With Natasha?

prompt(s): 3. “How do you feel about adding another person to the mix?” | 13. “Touch yourself for me.” | 37. “Did I say you could stop?”

warnings: exhibitionism, masturbation, dom!nat, dom!carol, sub!r

a/n: prompts are bolded! 18+ readers please!

“Go on, pretty girl” Natasha said, her hands lightly touching your inner thighs, dragging them down as she placed light kisses in their wake. “Touch yourself for me”

Letting out a small whimper, your hand moved to your clit, slowly beginning to circle around it as you close your eyes, letting out a shaky breath.

“That’s it. So fucking pretty” Natasha said, standing over you, watching your unfold as light moans began to leave your mouth.

“Princess” Nat said, making you open your eyes and look at her, not stopping your hand movements of going in circles.

“How do you feel about adding another person to the mix?” She said as you let out a moan, looking away before turning to her and nodding. You both had discussed this topic beforehand as Natasha didn’t want to try anything new without knowing your stance on it. You had admitted the thought turned you on and now that’s it’s becoming a reality, nervousness sat in your stomach as to who she would bring in.

Natasha smiled at you before going to the door, opening it and pulling Carol in. Carol watched you on the bed, looking down at your movements before you stopped your hand, closing your legs slightly on instinct. You felt a big insecure having a new person in the room.

“Hey hey, it’s okay” Natasha said, coming to your side and pressing a soft kisses on your temple. She placed her hand on your knee, slightly guiding your legs back open. Carol moved to the other side of you as your turned to her. You had always found her attractive but having her in the same room, during this time was a whole different type of attraction.

“You get uncomfortable, we stop. Okay?” Natasha said, moving a piece of hair from your face. You nodded, your eyes still on Carol before she smiled at you before leaning down and pressing her lips against yours. You moved your hand away from your clit to pull Carol in close but you felt Natasha smack your clit roughly, making you gasp.

“Did I say you could stop touching yourself?”

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feedback is appreciated!

for prompts: send in # and dialogue line!

prompt list