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prank wars pt 3!! where yn pranks him again and he’s giving her silent treatment like no sex, no touching.

I like this idea ;))

Pablo was currently at the evening training and he won't be done for a few more hours and you wanted to do fake text messages prank on on him when he gets home.

You made a fake chat with your best friend Andrea telling her you'll call when you want her to send you some texts Pablo will "accidentally" read.

"I'm home princesa!" Pablo called and you smiled stirring his dinner knowing he loves when you make him food after a hard training day like this telling you multiple times how it melts his heart.

He came to the kitchen still wearing his sweaty jersey while hugging you from behind and kissing the side of your neck knowing your are very ticklish.

"Welcome home, mi amor" you turn around snaking your arms around his neck, going up on your tip toes and kissing his lips lovingly while his arms hold you tightly against his chest.

"Uhh mamas looking sexy..I don't know what I'd like to eat first..." he smirked down at you and you blushed feeling turned on by his words and the way his skilled figners were already massaging your hips. You reminded yourself about the prank shaking naughty thoughts away.

"You should go shower Pablito. And when you're done, dinner will be ready" you kiss his lips choosing to ignore his teasing and he shrugged his shoulders doing what you said.

When you heard him turn on the shower, you quickly called your friend before planting your phone on the bed of your shared bedroom.

Pablo finished washing his hair, stepping out of the shower and admiring his hot body in the mirror (dude has abs!) before constant buzzing of the phone caught his attention.

His phone battery was out so he knew that must be your phone. Someone was really trying to reach you.

"Amor! Your phone is buzzing a lot!" he called not being the type of boyfriend to go through his girl's stuff even if he gets curious. He was taught to respect privacy and know boundaries...sweetheart.

"I can't get it right now, I have to stir this. Look and tell me who it is please!" you smiled to yourself and Pablo was drying his hair with a towel while taking your phone from the bed in his hand.

He typed in you password (you know each other's passwords) getting inside the messages feeling his hold tighten when he saw the contents on the messages you received.

unknown: I fucking miss that tight pussy of yours preciosa. When is your kid footballer gonna be gone again???

unknown: i'm so horny right now...i need you so bad!!

unknown: tell him you have school work and come ride this cock again tonight :***

Pablo was breathing heavily out of anger putting on some clothes before going to the kitchen sickened to look at you. How could you cheat on him!? He gives you all and you but horns on his head!?

Pablo sat in the living room staring at the black TV screen still in utter disbelief that you could have done something like this to him...to someone who loves you so freaking much it hurts.

"Here's your dinner, Pablito..your favorite pasta" you put the plate down knowing immediately from his pale face that he read the messages.

He just shrugged sarcastically pushing the plate away on the table as you sat down acting dumb with a confused look on your face.

"Aren't you hungry amor? You've been working hard all day..mi campeon" you purposefully keep complimenting him as you see his jaw clenched more than ever before. He was angry...really angry.

When he didn't reply you moved closer touching his cheek and he flinched moving away from you on the sofa as all his anger finally spilled and he started shouting.

"What's his name!?" he spat and you truly felt scared from how angry he was in that moment..it was not a joke anymore.

"W..who?" you mumbled knowing you should end this prank very soon.

"The guy whose been fucking you when I'm not home! What's his name Y/N!? Did he fuck you in our bed too!? HUh!? Did he fuck you in our home!?" Pablo stood up screaming and you got to your feet too shaking your head trying to make him listen to what you have to say but he refused.

"Here! He's been texting you!" he tossed your phone at you and you caught it opening the text, calling the number and giving it back to him.

"What are you doing?" he said in disbelief that you just called a guy and gave him a phone to talk to him.

"Hello Pablo...It's Andrea..you've been pranked yet again" your friend spoke to Pablo's completely shocked face and you laughed hanging up and putting your phone away.

"Really funny..." was all Pablo said before walking into your shared bedroom throwing his body on the bed feeling absolutely defeated. He was relieved that it was not true..but he was still determined to teach you a lesson about pranking him...for good this time.

"Amor...are you really mad at me? It was just a prank.." you poke your through the door a few minutes later while Pablo just stared at his phone without a word leaving his mouth.

"Pabloo...stop ignoring me!!" you go to the bed sitting on his lap expecting his hands to hold your hips like always but instead he did nothing..he just laid there silently. This was not the response you wanted :(

You started to kiss his neck smirking when you felt him harden underneath you but he was still not reacting which was quite frustrating to you...especially since you were hella turned on right now.

When that didn't work either, you just laid there on top of him for fifteen minutes playing with the hem of his sleep shirt while he was reading something on his phone completely unaffected.

"Please papito.." you whispered knowing what that nickname does to his ego but Pablo decided not to show you any mercy tonight. You had to learn that pranking him with bring punishments.

When you started grinding your hips against his, he flipped you over seeing sudden excitement on your face that quickly disappeared when he made you lay down and moved to his side of the bed again.

You smirked taking off your pajama shorts leaving you in your pink lace panties that were one of his favorites.

Pablo could see you from the corner of his eye and if he was being honest his cock was hurting from how hard it was just at the sight of you...but he wasn't gonna give in..no freaking way!

"You bought me these ones last Valentine's Day...and you enjoyed them a lot that same night too" you smirked knowing this was affecting him.

When he didn't response, you grabbed one of his veiny hands bringing it to rest on your clothed core so he could feel the material of your panties under his fingertips.

He lost his cool for a few seconds moving his fingers against the material rubbing you in process and you let out a wine that brought him back to reality and pull his hand away much to your dismay.

"Why did you stop??" you asked like a child when candies are taken away and he smirked still keeping his mouth shut. He knew he was making your life a living hell..and he enjoyed it very much..little devil.

"What do you want me to do so you stop with the silent treatment??" you said putting your hand underneath his shirt and outlining his defined abs.

"Stop pranking me!" he finally spoke but still without looking at you and you quickly sat up promising this was the last prank you will ever do.

"I won't do it again..promise" you say with a pout but he knew better than to give you what you want again.

"I've spoiled you so much princesa...no touching tonight will teach you a lesson" he said putting his phone away before getting comfortable underneath the blankets ready to go to sleep.

"But..but..Pablo" you say sadly as he pulls you in to cuddle feeling guilty not to give you any affection but he wasn't taking your whining anymore tonight.

"If you don't stop being a brat, and don't start appreciating that I am still giving you cuddles, I am going to go sleep in the guest room" he said sternly and you nodded your head nuzzling it into his warm neck.

"I'm sorry..." your submissive side surfaces and he finds it adorable kissing your nose before starting to run his fingers through your messy curls.

"Am I still your princesa??" you look up worried that you have took it too far and that Pablo will be mad at you forever although that was pretty much impossible.

"Of course you are...my bratty princesa" Pablo smirked kissing your forehead and you smiled nodding your head accepting your punishment and deciding that you will never prank Pablo again!

Thank you for the request <3

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domripley · 9 months

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Just Desserts - IV

Pairing(s): Carol Danvers/Natasha Romanoff; Tony Stark/Bruce Banner

Warnings/Tags: Dom Natasha, Sub Carol, Anal Fingering, Butt plugs, Strapon Sex, Mommy Kink, Aftercare, Fluff

Summary: When Tony and Bruce invite their best friend Carol to one of Tony’s interesting parties, Carol isn’t excited. That was until she met the older woman, Natasha. So maybe, Tony did deserve a ‘Thank you’.

.A/N: This took forever but lol, and uh i miss Natasha-

Carol sat still as Natasha began to drive away from the theater, trying to steady her breath as the older woman rubbed at her thigh. She was happy she wore the skirt for, especially since she liked it. “Spread your legs for me, baby. The restaurant is about an hour away, we have plenty of time…”

—

Natasha had edged Carol more times than she could count, each time promising that she could come with the next one. Each time pulling back just before she got over the edge. By the time they got to the place, Carol had ruined her panties even more. She needed a release, but Natasha wasn’t having it.

“You’ll come when I allow you to and only when I allow you. Understood, baby? You need to learn patience.” she said, pulling into a parking space. Carol whined, knowing that would bring her more edges instead of an orgasm. “You’re earning yourself spankings and not orgasms, I won’t touch you for a good month if you keep this up.”

“I’ll be a good, promise.” she whispered, earning another rub to her soaked panties.

“Good girl. Are you ready? I got us a nice table so we have privacy, baby.”

Natasha turned off the car, quickly getting out to open Carol’s door for her. Taking her hand, She got out of the car. The two of them made their way into the packed restaurant. She wasn’t sure how she was able to get a reservation to the place as quickly as she did, but she wasn’t complaining.

“This place must be expensive,” she commented as the hostess brought them to their table that was away from everyone - even having a curtain so they have a lot more privacy. Natasha playfully rolled her eyes as they sat down. To Carol’s surprise Natasha sat as close as she could with it being a table.

“It is, but you’re worth it,” she smiled, handing Carol a menu once the hostess walked away. “Now, quit worrying about how expensive this place is and worry about what you want to eat.”

Carol did as she was told, and as she was looking over the pasta section, Natasha’s hand crept up her thigh. Stopping what she was doing to turn and look at her. Meeting her smirk, Carol swallowed before going back to what she was doing. She needed to focus on anything but Natasha’s hand.

“I think I’m gonna go with…the cheese ravioli. Ho-” she was cut off by Natasha, who slipped her fingers underneath her panties. “N-Nat?”

“Yes, sweet girl?” she asked, still looking at her menu. The waitress walked over to the two of them, Carol was silently hoping she couldn’t see what Natasha was doing.

“Hello, can I start you two with anything to drink?”

“I’ll take a water, how about you Carol?” she asked, rubbing at the younger girl’s clit.

Carol felt heat on her cheeks, but as she took a deep breath, she gained composure. “A-a water’s fine with me too! Thank you.” She bit her lip, and the waitress smiled at her before walking away.

“Oh fuck,”

“You like when Mommy plays with your pussy? Even if we could get caught? Or would you like that, baby? Getting caught with Mommy’s fingers in your panties, hm?” she whispered in Carol’s ear, slipping her fingers into her entrance. Pulling back slightly from Carol when the waitress brought over their waters.

“Here you go. Are you guys ready to order?”

“Yeah! I would like fettuccine, what about you, baby?” Natasha asked, and Carol cleared her throat.

“I’ll take the cheese ravioli, thank you.” she said, handing the menu to the waitress, and Natasha did the same.

—

The dinner was amazing, even as Natasha kept teasing her every now and then. Without looking at the bill, she once again handed her credit card with no problem to the waitress. Once she got it back, she turned to Carol with a large smile on her face. “You’ve been so good for me, baby. You make me so proud.” she praised, and Carol shut her legs instinctively.

“Do you like it when I praise you, baby?”

“Please, I need it,” Carol whined, looking around to make sure no one was around. Climbing on top of Natasha’s lap, she began to grind quickly

“You need what baby? Tell me and I’ll give you what you’ve been needing.” Carol wasn’t sure if she was going to be teased again, but it was worth the risk.

“Want…your cock, been thinking about it all night since sucking it.”

Natasha moved out of the booth, reaching out her hand for Carol to grab. Leading Carol out of the restaurant, Natasha wrapped her arm around her waist. She hoped as soon as they got to her house, she’d get what she’s been wanting for the whole day.

—

The car was silent, Natasha occasionally glancing at Carol who was nervously biting her nails. Finally at her house, her eyes widened at how beautiful it was. She didn’t realize how big her house was - nor she lived in an area Carol was familiar with. "You live here?” she didn’t mean to ask in a tone that sounded questionable, but Natasha didn’t seem to mind.

“Yeah! It’s not as big as my vacation home-” Carol cut her off.

“You’re telling me your vacation home is bigger than this?” she was in shock, but when Natasha turned the car off, Carol was quick to get out of the car.

“Yes, maybe if you’re a good girl I can take you up there this winter? It’s nice and warm.”

——

The two of them made their way up the stairs, and to the front door. Watching Natasha’s hands unlock the door, Carol licked her lips. She needed to feel them again - whether it’s in her, or around her throat. Natasha pulled her out of her thoughts, pushing her up against the wall once the door was shut. “I’m gonna fuck you so good, you wanna go up to my bedroom now, or take a tour of my house then to my bedroom?”

Carol bit her lip, “Bedroom now,” seeing as Natasha was raising an eyebrow, she quickly added: “Please, Mommy.”

Natasha led the way up the flight of stairs, holding Carol’s hand as they walked down the hallway. “My bedroom is on the third floor, but I don’t think I can wait that long. Can you baby? Can your little cunt wait any longer?”

Carol let out a moan as Natasha pushed her against the wall. Wrapping her arms around the older woman’s neck, she pulled her closer into you. Carol moved her arms down to unzip Natasha’s pants, avoiding eye contact with her as she tried her best to focus on her zipper. Once she got it down, Natasha pulled her pants down, revealing the one thing that’s been on Carol’s mind all night.

“Usually I’d make you suck it, but this time I think I just want to get straight into it.” Natasha breathed, pulling at Carol’s shirt. “You ready to get fucked, baby?”

Carol hummed in response, whining as she pulled back. “Let’s go to one of my guest bedrooms.” she smirked, grabbing a hold of her hand. Carol was glad the one she chose was very close. Once in the room, Natasha shut the door. “Take the rest of your clothes off, and bend over the bed, princess. You remember your safewords?”

“Green for I’m good keep going, Yellow for slow down, and Red for stop.” Carol breathed.

“Good girl, and remember: if you need to stop at any point, don’t be afraid to let me know, I won’t be upset. I’m gonna go grab a few things from my bedroom, you be ready when I get back, alright baby?”

Carol blushed, avoiding eye contact she nodded and whispered ‘yes, Mommy’. With that, Natasha hurried up the stairs to grab the bottle of lube from her dresser drawer, along with a small butt plug that she wanted to try out with her.

Walking back into the room to find Carol bent over the side of the bed made Natasha smile. She was glad that the blonde took direction well when she wanted to, and it made things easier for the both of them.

“You’re such a good girl for me, and here I was going to tease you until you were crying,” Natasha admitted out loud. “But no, I think you deserve to be pleased like a good girl should.”

“Yes, yes you’re right!” Carol begged, hoping Natasha would give her what she wanted faster.

“Mhm, I’m always right. Now, I’m going to prep you so you can wear this small plug I bought just for you,” Natasha said, causing Carol to turn and look at the toy in her hand. “Are you okay with this? I’ll be taking my time getting it into you, and if any time you want me to stop I’ll stop.”

Carol let her know that she was okay with it, and Natasha got started. Squirting some of the cold lube onto her two fingers, she warned the blonde that it was going to be cod and to try and do her best to relax.

Sliding the tip of her middle finger into Carol’s entrance, watching the younger woman’s face to make sure she was okay before sliding in more. “You’re so tight, I can’t wait to fuck your ass soon… but not tonight, you don’t deserve it yet.” Natasha smirked as she heard the soft whimper that left Carol’s mouth.

Natasha added a little bit of lube onto Carol’s hole before pushing in her second finger. Moving both her fingers in and out at a faster pace, she snuck her free hand underneath the blonde. Rubbing her clit, as she sped up her movements, finally adding the tip of a third finger into her entrance. “Oh you’re doing so good. We’re almost done stretching you out - such a good little girl.”

Carol let out a moan at the praise, fucking back against her as she grew closer to the orgasm she’s been needing. As fast as it was there, it was gone - Natasha pulled her fingers out of Carol. Soon her fingers were replaced with the cold, wet plug. “Take a deep breath, I’m going to slowly push this into you. Color?”

“Green, Mommy,”

Natasha pushed the toy against Carol’s hole, watching it slowly go into her. Once in, she pulled back, examining how pretty the plug looked. “You did so well, are you ready to take my cock?”

“Yes, Mommy, yes!” she blurted out, hoping to get what she wanted. Hearing the sound of Natasha’s pants hitting the ground, Carol bit her lip to try and keep her composure.

Fisting the base of the toy, Natasha rubbed the tip of it through the younger woman’s folds. Pushing all the way in with one motion, Natasha rubbed at her lower back. “How do you feel, baby? You like being filled like this?”

As she moved, Carol was having trouble with words forming as Natasha fucked her at a slow pace. Stopping her movements, she pulled the blonde up against her clothed chest by her hair. Snaking her hand around to her front, her fingers rubbed against Carol’s clit as she fucked her harder. “Please, N-Mommy, I wanna come,”

Carol tried her best fuck back against Natasha to get more than what she was getting. “Yeah? You want to come? Beg me.”

“Please, please, Mommy. I’ve been so good, let me come,” Carol tried to beg some more, but the words weren’t forming. Natasha didn’t mind.

“Mm, have you been? Tell me owns this pussy,” Natasha moaned, bending Carol back over the bed.

“Y-you do, it’s yours, please, Mommy. Let me come!”

Carol tried her best to not come, not wanting to disobey Natasha. The older woman let out a breathy chuckle, pushing the blonde’s head down against the mattress. “Come on my cock, come for mommy.”

She came with a loud moan, trying her best to fuck Natasha’s strap back to gain even more friction to ride out her orgasm. The redhead held Carol in place as she fucked her through her orgasm. As soon as she came down from her high, Natasha pulled out of her. Kissing Carol on her lower back. “I’m going to take the plug out of you, just try to relax for me.”

“C-Can I wear it until morning?” Carol asked, and Natasha smiled.

“That’s okay with me, baby. Now come cuddle, we’ll shower in a bit.”

Carol crawled on top of the bed, and Natasha quickly joined her. “You’re such a good girl, baby, taking my cock so good. I’m so proud of you.”

“Thank you.”

“Not a problem at all, now here’s an important question: Shower or bath?”

“Is that even a question? Bath please.”

“Good Choice.”

#my writing #mine #carolnat

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