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under your spell | sam carpenter 🔞

(Mob Boss!Sam Carpenter x Fem!Reader)

Samantha Loomis will do everything to keep the journey of your love story with her floating, come what may. Even if it takes killing an important figure in your life, she won't risk it.

WARNING: dom!mob boss sam, sub!reader, manipulation, graphic depiction of violence, strap-on sex, teasing, 69 - not proofread | 18+ men & minors dni. Words: 3.5k Note: more of mob boss sam! this was requested by one of my favs, @romanoffsbish! hope i did justice with this one ahhh🫣

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You lost count of how many times you tossed and turned in the bed. It’s particularly lonesome even while you’re enveloped in the comfiest mattress and sheets of layers that provide much-needed warmth. You craved Sam by your side.

It was unimaginable how you didn’t want to be in this bed almost a year ago.

Now, it was nothing but an embarrassing fact as to how your body and mind depended on the woman. You yearned for her touch; her chin perched against your shoulder as her strong arms wrapped around you protectively and how you heard Sam’s light snores that oddly brought comfort rather than a nuisance. In your comfort lies the much-needed presence of the woman.

The thought raised concern for you, as usually, Sam wouldn’t waste any time to join you here.

Having enough time alone, you got up quickly took your robe, and sauntered your way to Sam’s office. You’re immediately relieved that you put on a robe, covering your sheer nightgown underneath. You just saw some of Sam’s men patrolling outside the house as you passed through the wide halls, one of them nodding in acknowledgment as they saw you through the sliding door. The last time someone saw you vulnerable…it did not end well.

You rub your arms for warmth. Entering Sam’s office at your home was an experience. You’ve been here only a few times, understanding that the woman needed her own space – even if that concept felt foreign for the two of you. Pushing one of the two doors, the intimidating air welcomed you. The high ceiling, and the modestly tiered chandelier hued her lair. It was as grandiose as it can get; with the pillars and currently enclosed European rolling shutters, layers that provided extended privacy. If it weren’t for her chandelier and lamps in the room, it would be a total blackout as light did not stand a chance.

Whether it was out of Sam’s paranoia or extra precaution of safety, you love her just the same.

When you carefully made your way through her to the U-shaped table, Sam didn't say much, but you figured she knew it was you already. She’s pensive and painstakingly occupied with the files on her hand.

“Mi amor, come over here…” Your heart soared at her tiny voice.

Sam welcomes your touch with ease. Like a reflex; she freed one of her busy hands to clasp it with yours that hugged her front. Yet, it was her mind that was drifting.

“I miss you, come to bed.” You murmured and felt her soft laughter vibrate against your body.

You ignite a familiar glint in Sam’s eyes. “I like the sound of that. Domestic. Married.” She turns the paper with a faint smile.

In closer view, you have the sight of Sam in her trousers and importantly, her cufflinks and blue button-down undone, hugging her from behind. You take advantage of the proximity, breathing in Sam’s scent which is mixed city dirt and a particular musk that you love, heightening your serotonin. You can’t help but wet your lips with the thoughts you’re being wrapped into.

“Hm. Well, your wife needs attention now.”

“I’m sorry, mi amor.”

“Hey. I knew what I signed up for, Sammy.” A fracture of it, your mind quips. Not that you minded. It blows over quickly as Sam hums. “Nothing that a few kisses can’t solve. You can start by downplaying them now…”

Your sultry words didn’t fly over her.

She indulges your play immediately. “And you’re charging this with interest, I suppose?” Sam can feel your devious fingers dancing on the expanse of her toned stomach, skipping over the material of her work clothes. The air rapidly thickened with the brewing hunger and tension, rousing both of you into a familiar pit of lust.

Sam’s back still is facing you, momentarily pulling away to unbutton her top.

“Very much so I’m afraid.” You lazily murmured against your girlfriend’s back as you jumped back near her. Sam feels herself grounded towards reality, her icy exterior melting. You feel Sam’s tense muscles wearing off. A faint smile comes over you. How do you even do that? Sam wonders each time. “What are you even worrying about? Your beautiful eyebrows are bunched up like a grandma.”

Sam swiftly turned. Her kisses soon trailed over your jaw and lips, insistent.

“I need to pay up first, amor.”

“But Sammy—Oh!”

Sam deflects. Although you noticed, it was hard to be devoid of her wishes as you did not have a choice but to take in her little yet adamant pecks. Soon, it grew into seemingly aggressive and bruising kisses. She tasted a hint of whiskey, burning on your tongue. Letting out a gasp wasn’t too good either as Sam took it as her chance to kiss you harder and swallow your moans. She lifts you to have you sprawled out on her oak table, determined to stir a carnal disarray. With each tilt and lean, the bites and growls that Sam released onto you had made your brain all muddled. You caress her firm shoulder and decide to pay back; you give her breast an adamant squeeze through her sports bra.

Sam pulls back and her matching gold accessories shine from your view. God, she looked beautiful – almost forbidden. Her shiny, half-lidded eyes peer over you lustfully and mischievous.

“M-mm, you’re so good for me… I had something in mind, would you excuse me for a second mi amor?”

You teasingly ran your fingers through her nape and undid her tied-up hair, letting her alluring black tresses cascade messily, and tugged her hair back for good measure. Sam gulped at your assertiveness, gripping your hips firmly.

“I won’t go anywhere but here.”

As Sam came to fetch a spice to spruce up your evening, you gratefully absorbed the time she gave you. She can be an intense lover who knocks the air out of your lungs without fail. Your eyes flit over the mess sitting atop her desk. The sepia-colored portfolios were noticeable, strung up neatly. Her Glock particularly stood out with its metallic shine that made your heart race in nervousness. The daydreams can be hot, sure, yet if you were to be frank; you’re still taking in this new life one day at a time.

Until you saw another notable profile related to you.

It struck a personal vein as it was none other than your beloved partner and coworker for years, only her papers were marked “CLOSED” with a bright, red stamp across her personal description and profile shot. Your stomach churned at the possibility of her in danger. She was the closest figure you had for a mother. Although a part of you feels worthy of the success you have now, you can’t help but also think you have grown selfish and self-centered.

The last time you talked to her was 2 months ago, her birthday. A bittersweet smile spread across your features. You even kept postponing a simple brunch date with her – one that you didn’t have trouble with, until… no.

What’s wrong with you?

It’s not like she also reached out to you. You wonder what Grace thought of your Sam. She appeared skeptical, though you brushed it off knowing that what you and Sam have are unique. Perhaps you left out a few minor details that made her disapprove of it – detecting easily when you’re secretive about things. You didn’t find the point to it, though. You, among all people, were the most aware of you and Sam being from two worlds that happened to collide. But you insisted that it works; both of you put effort and love into it.

Sam is your person.

A hand rubs comfortingly on your shoulder. “Mi amor, are you okay?”

“Sammy, why do you have these files? What does Grace have to do with your business?” You bit the inside of your cheek. “Is she… okay?” The apprehension coursed through your veins unsettlingly.

You’re not even sure if you were ready to hear the truth.

With shaky hands, you gather the papers and examine them. Reading them made the coldness eerily vivid as though you’re holding a decomposing body, as though Grace that you once knew was now nothing but a closed history. Your vision blurred as your eyes trail over the personal information. Not one has registered in your mind.

Meanwhile, Sam carefully examined your reactions, silent as you soaked up the files that appeared to rattle you. Lost in your bewildered thoughts, you didn’t even notice the tanned woman’s presence until she gently took your forearm and her lips were pressed against your wrist.

“You won’t be seeing her anymore. Would you like me to elaborate?”

Fuck, you sure hope so. “Sam. This– this doesn’t look good to me,” Your voice cracked at the end and your eyes were starting to well up. Your figure moved in discomfort.

“You’re right.” Sam sighed and threaded her fingers through her hair. “It does not look good… but for all right reasons. Can you lay your back on the desk?” You tilt your head inquisitively, yet following Sam made her appeased with your actions.

“O-okay,”

She hooked her hands around your legs, making your lower back pressed on the oak table. The robe you wore slid off, but you didn’t mind — Sam did not mind.

“Good girl.” Sam praised you with her honeyed voice. You felt the familiar desire stir in your stomach. However, it did not stop you from staring – waiting – at those plump lips to further elaborate. “She’s gone.”

It expeditiously induced a sharp pain in your chest. Grace is gone – echoed faintly in your head. Your heart and mind throbbed at the sudden news.

Despite Sam’s monotonous tone, you’re unable to dissect the emotion further as you feel Sam lock your lips into a titillating kiss, her body atop you. A tear rolled down your cheek, Sam did not mind, hurriedly swiping them away with her thumb. Your mind ebbs slowly of its previous worries, tangled in the woman’s skillful touch; latched onto your skin with greed that appeases both of your needs. It confused you greatly, while as despair filled you, you were also throbbing, your cunt aroused again and wanting for more.

“My men bagged her head with a canvas, almost suffocating her.” You helplessly groan as Sam places a hand over your mouth. You couldn’t speak at her firm hold. “But don’t worry, she passed swiftly… least as I could let her be. She was interfering with us, mi amor. I hope you do understand – I’m doing this for us. I haven’t failed you yet, have I?”

You only nod weakly. It was the truth; she didn’t disappoint at all. Your body was still in fight mode and attempted to relieve it by desperately clawing on your girlfriend’s tanned bare back – searching for something tangible. Your fingernails dug into them and rewarded you with Sam’s breathy moans, swallowing the lump in your throat. On the other end, Sam was relieved by your response. No matter how it was laced with sugar coating, she still fears that you will never meet each other by the eye.

“I can’t hurt you, ever. You know that I wouldn’t do something bad when it comes to you, (y/n/n).”

She’s real and you’ll be alright… your girlfriend always had a good reason for her decisions, right?

Sam’s carnal ways did not waver; instead, you hear the rustling of her trousers and how she unzipped them. You didn’t even notice how she smoothly set your underwear aside, your wet pussy exposed to the cold air that made you quiver as Sam was ready to plunge in the tip of her strap.

“The things you do to me, amor, fuck!” Sam uttered gruffly as she parted your folds, the action impenitent and dirty. Her thumb probes over your wet insides, resulting in your breathing growing erratic and your head being thrown back, as she didn't hesitate to put a few inches on you unannounced. “I had fun playing Russian roulette with your dearest Grace. I can hear her terror each time my revolver clicked. If only I had the reins to get messy, I would have gutted her stomach apart until her insides spilled!” She punctuates the anguish in her tone by pounding in you harder, rocking both of you and the entire length of the strap almost inside of you.

The squelching and the slapping of skins reverberated in her room. You felt dirty and guilty, knowing it was the place where parts of Sam’s empire were laid tactfully. Though, you fucking loved every second of it. It felt that it was a Cathedral and all you knew was to worship and moan Sam’s name — until every fiber of your being occupied nothing but her.

Your ragged breathing and continuous moans were interrupted with Sam grabbing you by the cheek again. Her brown eyes were pierced into your drunk ones. “I love you. Nothing’s going to wreck that. Not even the slightest.”

This was a real woman in front of you, unashamed to tell the tales of how far she was willing to go for you. You never had that in your life – until her, your Sammy. So, you gratefully nod, your heart felt as though it was going to burst in hopes that your eyes could convey how the feeling was mutual.

It should be disgusting but you can’t help but gush more at the stretch even while in Sam’s morbid monologue. “And I’m here, fucking you with my cock senselessly. Do you like being put in this situation? You have no shame, amor. That’s why we fit perfectly,” She grabbed you by your jaw, “Answer me.”

“Y-yes! Fuck, yes!” You wail as the phallic inside of you feels too vivid against your walls. Your eyes rolled at the back of your head. The shame burned your insides but oh so satisfyingly. “I-I love it!”

“You do, don’t you? This is what you deserve. Goodness and me. Your partner didn’t even cry out for you, they cried out for Marly, the bitch from work that they cheated on you with. Don’t worry mi amor, I’ll gut her next for ever hurting you like this…” The huff and panting of Sam’s eagerness had overpowered the internal dilemma growing out of you. It cemented your mind on one thing; you were hurt, but Sam has once again swooped in to rescue you.

Marly was soon history as Grace was. You couldn’t believe your mother figure had disposed of you just the same.

“You’re always there for m-me… ‘could never doubt you, Sammy,” You choked in moans and felt Sam’s breath ghost to your bare neck. “I-I love you,”

Reeling back to full pleasure, you’ve easily taken it in, both Sam’s strap and the new life you were in. You might as well accept it – take it wholly – no matter how much red is drowned in Sam’s ledger. And Sam? The macabre beast melded inside of her and groaned in satisfaction. Your robe was halfway off, the nightgown almost ripped in half, revealing your skin and breasts that were painted with deep red and purple hues, as you’ve braved through a storm. More importantly, you took her with almost no hesitance and your pretty lips affirmed how much you loved her, even with Sam admitting her sick ways of keeping you both safe.

It made her feel worthy and on top of the fucking world. All of the blood and gruesome journey she has gone through — it was all for you and so, so worth it.

You wail underneath Sam’s relentless pounding that fueled her to thrust in varying angles to make your mind all fuzzy. You feel everything and then nothing all at once, completely spent as your orgasm crashed — the strap still buried inside of you. You were certain that Sam wanted it molded on your velvety walls until all it knew was her.

In your drifting-off state, Sam gently pulls back the robe on you and picks you up, carrying you against her front. You’re perched against the crook of her neck and you want to giggle at her sidestepping, the bodyguards looking away from your sight as Sam is careful to not reveal your current state. It was proving to be a challenge not to moan and simply fuck yourself against the strap, as for some reason Sam kept it in.

You thought it was the end as your girlfriend placed you on your shared bed until Sam fully unbuckled her then loose belt, and her trousers pool by her ankle. She’s bare for you, her blemishes and scars were open to you, and somewhat they made an appetizing touch to her perfectly carved body. Now you feel the familiar throbbing rising on your tummy once again and your thighs spasmed at the light strain it encountered from earlier activities. Sam deviously chuckled at your reaction and crawled her way on top of you.

“I wanted to return the favor…” You whispered against the shell of Sam’s ear, hands busying themselves on undoing the strap laced on her waist. “I need to have you in my mouth.”

Sam’s stomach visibly twitched at your words, her throat drying up at how they dripped with much desire, just for her.

“Funny, because I was planning to eat you, too.” A tender kiss was pressed against your lips. Sam moved teasingly as her words did, affecting you greatly.

“We can do it at the same time, you know…”

Sam’s heart constricted at your suggestion. She would be stupid if she were to turn down your offer. Imagining you between her thighs and putting all of her will not to suffocate you? Sam grew wet. She twitched like a junky in need of a fix and her orbs were glazed with excitement and tenfold desire. Perhaps, Sam was rubbing off on you too much these days.

“Fuck, you mean—?”

You timidly nod. “Yes. It’s a win-win situation for us, Sammy.”

You strip out of your useless clothes quickly. There was no use for it. Sam watches you as if she were hypnotized. How this woman has a nonstop carnal desire to take you at every moment possible was lost on you.

Getting into position was inevitably awkward. It was a new thing, both of you were testing the waters. But given Sam’s words of encouragement, the intimidation soon dissolved and it made you communicate better. In reverse positions, you were met with Sam’s long and toned thighs. Having the strong inner skin wrapped between your head was a daydream much as her face. You can smell her arousal vividly – one that was caused by none other than you – which had made pride surge wildly in your chest. Sam easily slid and handled your body towards her face.

“You’re so wet…” Sam whispered as she peppered your thighs with soft kisses. Each contact had left you squirming and frenzy for more. “My pretty girl, have you imagined this for so long?”

You were too shy to admit it.

Although it was very telling on Sam’s end, seeing your slick smeared. Her mouth watered. Soon it will be all over her face. She grabbed the back of your thighs and eagerly lapped on your wet folds, your cries of pleasure served as wonderful stimulation against her exposed cunt. Her tongue flattened up for good measure, Sam slid perfectly against you. Opposed to her confident moves, your movement was gentle and slow, as though you wanted to savor all of Sam’s fluids. This made your rhythm against hers messy and uncoordinated, but it was you so she didn’t mind.

Your cheeks were heated not only out of disbelief that this was happening, but also from the warmth that Sam emits – somehow that makes you flustered. While you’re lost in the haze of lust, Sam tries to be gentle with her thigh grip. However, as it grows tense and firm, it seemingly pulls out a moan from you that makes Sam weak in her knees.

You feel the tip of her tongue dip inside, as though Sam is curious to extract more – savoring the flavor on her tastebuds. The repeated motions continue with the relentless lapping of her tongue, muscle invasive and fast, almost slurping between. It was addicting, like seeing red, only with Sam’s stimulation and breath existing to reel you in further. You keep up and mimic her actions and soon you two find the groove, moving and grinding on each other’s body – mouths barely detaching from the waterfall of wetness. As happiness is meant to be consumed, you do it with such bliss, eyes closed.

Soon, both of you convulsed at the rush of release. Hurriedly, you lapped on Sam’s cum like it was the last thing you’ll ever drink. Sam was more brutal, and practically buried herself in your pussy until you had to push her away. Your fingers dug into the soft flesh of her thighs, both cunts were tender and as Sam did, your breath was heaving as well. A sheer sweat covered both of your bodies. Fuck, you can’t believe you’ve just done that.

This was fucking heaven.

Sam was the first to get up. You were spent and your clothes were gone, meant for replacement again. She giggled at your adorable sight, a chaste kiss laced with strong remnants of your taste greeted your mouth – ending it with you in her arms, lulled by Sam's heartbeat against your bare chest, and open-mouthed kisses on your tired jaw.

A triumphant smile makes its way to her devious features and whispers I love you against your forehead.

She has done it again. You barely knew what rattled you moments earlier, instead, your mind was filled with the woman and how you can’t live without her.

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mostlymarvelsstuff · 1 year

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Yours For The Taking

Authors note: everyone say thanks to @romanoffsbish (and sorry for the late post guys, didn’t realize it was the 4th lol)

Warnings: Nat has a penis, typical a/b/o stuff(claiming, mating, knotting), sexual content (oral sex, vaginal sex)

Word count: 6632 Nat Masterlist Marvel Masterlist

To say Natasha wasn’t like other Alphas would be a massive understatement. After everything you've done to gain her affections and attention, any other Alpha would have pounced on you by now, but not Natasha. And even more frustratingly it’s not like she's ignoring you or uninterested, the way she reacts to you tells you she is, but she never acts on this.

Every gentle caress you give her arm or cheek has her leaning in, chasing more of your touch. Every compliment you give her has her smiling shyly with pink dusted cheeks as she softly compliments you in return. Every flirtatious remark you give her leaves her blushing profusely and has her looking down at the floor in order to stutter out a response. And on the rare occasions where she's the one to flirt, well it's the most pitiful thing you’ve ever heard. It's nothing like what she can accomplish on missions or when she's being playful with the guys, no it's more akin to what a nervous college boy would say while at the bar.

And whenever you pump out your pheromones in an attempt to lure her in, you see how she reacts. In fact you take great pleasure in watching how you affect her. It starts with her eyes dilating, followed by her licking her lips. Next her breathing increases and her limbs tremble ever so slightly. Then lastly she shifts to adjust her pants before promptly leaving the room.

So really it's quite clear she harbors some type of feelings for you, but for some reason she just doesn't act on them. You’ve never known an Alpha to behave in such a way, but then you've never known an Alpha that had such an unusual and cruel upbringing as she had. You figured it had something to do with her shyness and quietness with her obvious attraction, it's why you tried so hard, you wanted to work her out of her shell. Unfortunately that approach is slow going.

“Have you seen Nat?” you ask, entering the kitchen and to your annoyance Wanda gives you a knowing look. Damn perceptive Alpha

“She's at SHIELD” Kate answers through a bite of Yelenas special mac & cheese, “I think she's doing something with the recruits today. At least that's what Clint said”

You nod, “Thanks Kate. If anyone needs me- ”

“You’ll be at SHIELD” Wanda finishes, sending you a wink

It doesn’t take you long to get to SHIELD, and once you get there you’re treated for a show. Natashas in her black leggings that hug her form perfectly, with her black tank that shows off her sculpted biceps off to match. Her hair is back in a tight braid and she wears a proud smirk as one of the recruits, an overconfident young Alpha by the looks of him, hobbles away from her spot on the training mats. Seems she had been given the task of teaching the recruits hand to hand combat today, and she's not going easy on them.

Half of them looked like they've been asked to hogtie a rampaging Hulk, and the other half looked like they’d been run over by him while trying. You decide to hang back in the shadows by the doorway. You suspect she knows you're there, she is the Black Widow after all, but it's much more fun for you to watch this than make yourself known to the recruits in the room. It's not often you have the opportunity to shamelessly ogle her out in the field, so this is a very welcomed change.

She easily fights her way through the next handful of recruits, offering them advice and criticism as she does so, and god does she look hot. Muscles flexing, sweat dripping down her porcelain skin, mischief shining in her eyes with that damn cocky smirk. You love getting to witness her in her element. Even more so when you know just how much she squirms when you remove her from it.

“Alright, that's enough for today” she announces, wiping the sweat from her brow, “I don’t want to break any of Furys new guys”

The crowd erupts in a symphony of groans at her remark, but one of the Alphas, the young man you remember from earlier gives her a defiant growl, “No way an ex KGB turncoat could break me”

Her eyebrows knit together as she glares at him, a growl of her own leaving her throat, “Well, I’m not just an ex KGB agent McKinnon. I'm also a level 10 SHIELD agent and an Avenger, so rest assured, if I wanted to I’d send you to Fury in pieces. You're all dismissed.”

You watch with a smug smile as she puts him in his place, making all the recruits quiet down before they all file out of the room. There's a definite slump to McKinnon's shoulders that has you quite proud of the Russian and you almost feel bad knowing that you're about to make her a stumbling mess

“Hey Natty” you call out, walking towards her with a smile

Her gaze shoots over to you and a familiar pink settles across the apples of her cheeks as she remembers that you walked in a while ago, which means you not only got to witness her fighting skills but you also got to see her tell off the younger Alpha. She secretly hopes you enjoyed both displays of strength

“Hi-Hey” she stutters, and her brows furrow in frustration at herself. She takes a deep breath before trying again, “Hi Y/n”

Your smile never falters which helps put her at ease, and a smile of her own breaks across her features, “Have fun tossing around Furys new rookies?”

“You have no idea” she replies, her cocky smirk returning briefly, “I don’t understand why they always hate hand to hand combat training.”

Your eyes rake over her as you chew on your bottom lip, “Yeah, me either”

Her blush returns ten fold and she fidgets with her fingers in her nervousness, “So uh, what um, what brings you over here?”

“Well…” you draw out, letting your hand trail up her bicep, making her swallow thickly, “I thought you might be hungry after such an active afternoon. Wanna grab lunch?”

“Yeah, sure” she answers, trying not to sound too eager to spend time with you even though she absolutely was, “Where were you thinking?”

“I haven’t decided yet. Why don’t you go grab a quick shower, and by the time you're done I’ll have a place picked out”

She nods, “I’m holding you to that”

“And what's that supposed to mean?” you ask, a knowing smile on your face

She smiles and holds her hands up in surrender as she takes a few steps back towards the locker rooms, “Nothing, nothing. You can just be a little indecisive, that's all”

“Don’t make me go to lunch without you” you tease, knowing full well you would never do such a thing. But the slight crease of worry in the Alphas brows tells you she doesn’t realize that, “Go shower Natty. I’m not leaving without you.”

“Ok” She blushes, still not entirely used to your ability to read her so easily, “I won’t be too long. Be right back”

You nod and watch her walk away, shamelessly letting your eyes look over her toned back before traveling down to glance at her muscular thighs. And you'd be lying if you said you didn’t admire the sway of her hips as she walked through the locker room door.

There was no doubt Natasha was a very physically attractive Alpha, and you did admire her muscles and her beauty, but there was far more to her than that. Her smirk could give you butterflies, her sense of humor never failed to make you laugh, her sarcastic quips always amused you, her laugh always made you smile, her kindness was incredible for someone that had been through so much hardship, her smile could always brighten your day, her protectiveness always made you feel safe and cared for, her eyes were always so warm and welcoming, her physical and mental strength was awe inspiring, her gentleness proved how good of a heart she had as most Alphas were much more rough, and her touch.

God her touch, it practically set your skin ablaze and had your heart beating wildly inside your chest. But the adorable Alpha was so shy and unsure that she didn’t indulge in this too often, much to your chagrin. But when she did, you could tell she felt the same sparks you did. Which made her lack of initiation frustrating at times.

“Hey, you ready?”

Her voice brings you out of your thoughts and you nearly sputter at how quick she was, “Jesus, if your hair wasn’t wet I would think no water even touched you. You were only gone like six minutes”

“Well, you know SHIELD taught us those quick military showers when we were recruits and anytime I’m here that training just sorta kicks in” She laughs it off trying not to let you know she was so quick because of her excitement, “So, where are we eating?”

“I was thinking Italian, so B’artusi?”

Her eyes light up, “Yeah, sounds good. Come on, the subway will get us there the quickest”

As you descend the stairs into the subway you try not to let your anxieties show, but as usual the Alpha is able to read you easily

She eyes you carefully, “Everything ok?”

“Yeah, I'm good. I just don’t take the subway too often since it's not really that safe for Omegas on their own, so seeing and smelling all these Alphas makes me a little nervous” you reply, taking a deep breath in an attempt to focus on her pine and jasmine scent, “That must sound a bit silly coming from an Avenger”

“I don’t think it's silly” she replies, looking at you in the gentle way that she does, “In a way i can understand.”

“Really?” you ask, finding comfort in the fact that the brave Alpha could relate

She nods, “Yeah, all the scents can be overwhelming. But if you get stressed, just remember I’m right here.”

“Thanks Natty” you say, smiling softly making her heart melt

The two of you make your way through the crowd until the subway car is in view. You both allow the people in front of you to file in before following and Natasha heads in first. She leads you to an empty section of seats towards the back and lets you sit down first before taking the seat next to you. The doors then close and the subway takes off.

The ride proceeds as normal, stopping a few times to let people on and off before taking off again. During all this you focus on Natasha, having an easy casual conversion to distract yourself from the constant changing smells of Alphas. It works, for a while at least. But at the last stop a group of four rowdy Alphas board.

They’re loud and obnoxious, but nothing you haven’t seen before. Their scents bother you though, and by the looks of their attire it's easy to understand why. They’re fresh from the gym and high on adrenaline, and coupled with their rowdiness their pheromones are working in overdrive. It's bad enough that you even see the redhead's nose twitch a few times.

Their gaze eventually turns to you and subconsciously your leg starts bouncing to help quell your anxieties. To help calm yourself further you reach out for Natashas hand. Not expecting the contact from you, the Alpha stiffens at first, but when realization hits her she settles and tries to ignore the warmth rushing to her cheeks. Distracted, she fails to notice the group take in her unusual reaction and being more brawn than brain they don't read it as shyness, they see it as a lack of interest.

“Hey there baby” the gruff voice of the lead Alpha calls out, “Why don’t you come over here with me and my boys? We’re more than willing to give you our undivided attention”

“Yeah, might even give you a nice treat” another of them snickers, adjusting the crotch of his shorts

“Back. Off.” Natasha growls, her hand moving from your hand to your hip, and she pulls you closer as she pumps out her pheromones. You know it's to drive the other Alphas back, but you can’t deny that it has the opposite effect on you. You’d do anything to melt against her right now and bury your face against her neck.

“I think you're the one that needs to back off.” he says, chuckling with a cocky smirk, “In case you haven’t noticed, you're a little outnumbered. And I think we’re better suited to care for her needs”

Her lip curls with another growl, a deeper one this time as she puffs out her chest. Cleary these dumb, overly cocky assholes had no idea that the Alpha they were messing with was an Avenger. Let alone the Black Widow, an Alpha that could easily mop the floor with all of them. But you both have a feeling they're very close to finding that out.

“Poor ‘mega. We can take care of you baby” another one of them suddenly says, stepping closer to you. He pays no attention to your obvious discomfort as you attempt to shift away from him and closer to Natasha, and he crosses yet another line by cupping your jaw, “One of us might even keep you after we’ve all had our turn”

And that's all it takes for Natasha to lose what small shred of patience she had left.

A few minutes later the train stops at your station, and Natasha makes her way back over to where you sit. You smile as she takes the incentive to grab your hand, and she leads you over the pile of unconscious Alphas towards the train's exit. Once the two of you make it to street level your sense of peace returns and Natasha is able to relax once more and put her focus back on you and your lunch date. At least that's what she hopes this is, though she won’t risk asking.

“I was thinking about getting fettuccine alfredo at first, but now I'm thinking about shrimp penne.” she tells you with a smile, “What about you?”

“Mmm, I’m thinking baked ziti. Oh! Or maybe a creamy chicken carbonara”

“Good choices” she says, opening the restaurants door for you

The two of you get a table near one of the main windows, giving you a nice view of the bustling city life. Cars, cabs, bikes, buses and people pass by in blur as they all go about their day and you're content to watch them do so from your cozy seat inside the quaint restaurant.

“Sometimes I forget that there's a certain beauty to city life” you hear the Alpha across from you admit, “You can’t really notice it when you're caught up in it, or world saving missions but when I take a step back, I can easily see it”

Your gaze shifts from the window and over to her, and you're almost taken aback when you find her already looking at you, her eyes shining with emotions you cannot seem to place. She offers you a shy smile and you don’t hesitate to smile in return, letting your hand brush against hers on the table. Her pinkie twitches, but she doesn’t move away.

“Thanks for deciding to take a step back with me today, Natty”

When the waitress shows up neither of you accept the menu she offers, instead you both go for one of your earlier options. Nat decided to go with the fettuccine and you choose the carbonara. It doesn’t take long for your meals to be brought out to you and neither of you wait to dig in.

“How's yours?” she asks after swallowing a mouthful of her own pasta

You nod, “Very good. What about yours?”

“Delicious. I’ll definitely be ordering it again.” she says as she gathers some up on her fork. Before she can bring it to her mouth though your hand grasps her wrist, and you bring her hand, and fork over to your own mouth. She watches with pink cheeks as you take it into your mouth.

“Mmm, you're right. That's very good. I’ll have to order it next time.”

“I uh, I- yeah. Yeah.” she stutters, finally bringing her arm back over to her plate

Enjoying her flustered state you can’t resist the urge to release some of your pheromones, further antagonizing her. It’s not that you want to upset her, no, you just want her to act on her natural Alpha urges. And she desperately wants to, but it's not like the Red Room taught courses on the subject of courting and mating, quite the opposite really. They did their best to strip those instincts from her, leaving her perplexed on what to do in situations like these.

You watch as she inhales your strawberry and plum scent, making her eyes dilate and you focus on her tongue as it pokes out to wet her lips. You give her a not so innocent smile and her grip tightens on her fork as she tries to rid herself of the not so appropriate thoughts running through her mind. And as if she was unaware of the affects you have on her, her cock twitches, further proving how much she wants you.

She averts her gaze from you and squirms slightly, really hoping that no one in the restaurant, especially you, notices her particular dilemma. But she decides to play it safe and excuses herself to the bathroom before it can get any worse.

She swallows thickly and leans against the sinks countertop, taking a deep breath before looking at her reflection. She internally curses at how lust crazed she looks, but the curses don’t stay internal once she sees the tent in her pants.

“Damnit, get it together” she chastises herself, moving her shaking hands over to the sink. She turns the water on and collects a bit in her hands, bringing it up to splash her face. To move her focus away from the throbbing in her pants she does some deep breathing, and she's relieved to find that seems to be doing the trick.

After about five minutes she returns to the table and she really hopes it wasn’t obvious why she had left. It was though, to you at least because you knew exactly what you were doing. Still, you don’t tease her about it.

“Do you want to get dessert before we leave? We can split it if you want.”

She sits back down across from you and smiles, “Yeah, I’d like that”

It's been almost a week since lunch with Nat, the two of you have unfortunately been kept at a distance with all the missions and paperwork that have been assigned. Sure you'd seen each other and been able to say a handful of words but it was much different than the way you'd both normally be able to do things together like watching movies, working out or just talking over coffee. But at least the two of you had still been able to text. That's how you knew she was free this afternoon after training the SHIELD recruits again, and thankfully you were free too.

“Where are you off to?” Tony asks, watching you walk through the compound with a pep in your step

“Gonna surprise Natty over at SHIELD. I haven’t seen her in a few days.”

He does his best to hide his knowing smirk with his cup of coffee, “Well have fun watching her beat them up”

“I will!” you reply, making your way to the elevator

Once you make it over to SHIELD headquarters you're a bit surprised to find Yelena in the training room, watching her sister work.

“Hey Lena”

“Oh, hey Y/n” She greets with a smile, “What are you doing over here?”

“Well, Natty and I haven’t seen each other in a few days so I was hoping to do something today, but if you have plans with her…” you draw out, trying not to let your disappointment show

“No, no plans” she tells you, “Fury just wants me to start training recruits as well so today I was made to watch her teaching technique. It's very….”

“Rough?” you offer, as resounding thud of a recruit hitting the mat rings out

The blonde smiles, “I was going to say hands on, but yes. Rough fits”

The young and cocky Alpha from the other day currently leans up against the back wall. He's angered by the fact that he, and none of his other fellow recruits have managed to even make Nat break a sweat, let alone get the upper hand on her. But when he sees you enter the gym, he decides on a different approach to get under the Alphas skin.

Just as she's about to dismiss everyone off to the locker rooms she spots him approaching her, and she huffs in annoyance as she knows something is coming

“Wow” he breathes out, looking past her, “Y/n is absolutely gorgeous, isn’t she Romanoff?”

Her jaw clenches at his tone, but she does in fact follow his gaze over to you. A warmth bubbles in her chest when she sees you, she's missed you these past few days. Unfortunately she's not able to appreciate you long as McKinnon still has more to say.

“And to think she's still unmated. Means I still have a chance, I am afterall a worthy and untainted Alpha, unlike you. How red is your ledger exactly?”

She's taken aback by his statement, not only because he's never once said anything about you indicating his attraction but also because no one has ever been so forward with her, essentially challenging her in her affections for you. But what really sets her off isn’t his dig at her past, it's how his gaze glues itself to your ass

Yelenas eyes suddenly meet hers and she realizes that she doesnt think like he does, meaning she really could be the Alpha for you, even if she doesn’t have a clue on what she's doing. She sees you, all of you, and she enjoys it all. That has to make her worthy, right?

“Listen here McKinnon” she growls, pointing a finger deep into his chest muscles, “If you put even half as much effort into your training as you did making me mad, you’d already be a level four agent.”

His eyes widen slightly as she takes a very protective tone and he instinctively takes a step back from her. It does no good, as she simply steps forward, smirking at the way his knees nearly buckle as her angry scent surrounds him

“A word for the wise, agent. It's not very smart to piss off someone that has both the clearence and the skill to make you disappear without a trace” she growls, roughly shoving him before turning on her heels

She starts making her way over to you and her sister then, hopeful that her confidence from putting him in his place won’t fade as you're sure to make her stumble. Yelena had seen everything as she kept you busy with conversation and she gives the older Russian a knowing smirk as she approaches. .

You notice her before she's even beside you, her scent is strong today. Much stronger than usual. It makes your knees wobble and your hands sweat. And the way her muscles all flex when she greets her sister with a side hug has your mouth going very dry. Both of which are things you're not accustomed to dealing with when it comes to the Alpha.

“Hey Y/n” she greets, her normally shy smile replaced with a natural one that has butterflies erupting in your stomach as your heart races

“Hi Natty” You greet in return, wrapping your arms around her for your usual hug

There's the smallest amount of irritation and discomfort lingering in her scent, something you can really only notice when you're this close to her. Subconsciously your instincts take over and you end up scenting her to help ease her. Though you don’t notice you’d done this, she does, and it thrills her. In response to this her grip on your hips tightens, almost possessively so as her eyes bore into McKinnon's who is off sulking behind you. And the longer you stay in her embrace, the hazier your mind becomes.

Eventually you both break apart and Nat is sure to puff her chest out to McKinnon to further deflate his ego. Watching her show off to the younger Alpha while her scent swirls around you has arousal pooling in your belly as your mind wanders to all the things you’d want Natasha to do to you, and with wide eyes you finally realize what's going on. Your heat has been triggered.

It had already been closely approaching, but you thought you could handle yourself around Natasha, like you had in the past. Apparently your exhaustion from the past few days was enough to lower you to the edge, and with your need for the Alpha her scent had been enough to throw you over head first. And you absolutely cannot be out in the open for this

“Well, it was nice you Yelena…Natty, I’ll uh, I’ll text you!” you rush out before quickly fleeing

Nats' confused reply dies on her tongue as your scent hits her and Yelena like a truck. Her brows furrow when she picks up on how different it is. It lingers in the air longer than it normally would and it's sweeter too. Did that have something to do with why you’d taken off like that? It had to, because why would you come all the way to SHIELD only to leave without even having a conversation with her…were you hurt? Sick maybe? She wasn’t sure, but she knew she had to find out.

“Somethings up with Y/n. I need to make sure she's ok.” the Alpha stresses, not wanting to just abandon her sister but needing her to understand

“Go. Check on your Omega” she tells the older woman

“She's not mine” Nat hisses, her cheeks once again turning pink as she turns to practically bolt off to the locker room

A knowing smirk spreads across the blondes face and she mutters a quiet, “Not yet anyway”

The redhead quickly gathers her belongings and heads for the garage, hardly even noticing how she manages to shoulder check McKinnon on the way out. She hops on her motorcycle, revs the engine and speeds back to the compound. By the time she gets there she's too worried to wait for the elevator, and opts to take the stairs instead. She takes them two at a time, hardly even huffing as she exerts herself.

Finally she makes it to the main floor for the Avengers, and she tries her best to not just burst through the stairwell door. She takes a deep breath to calm her racing heart and her nerves before opening the door and walking in. She makes her way through the entryway and living areas without bumping into anyone, but unfortunately that comes to an end once she reaches the kitchen.

“Hey Romanoff” Steve calls out, beckoning her to come closer for a conversation. Her muscles tense in irritation at his poorly timed request but since he is head Alpha, she relents.

As he begins to drone on about whatever it was Fury said she finds her mind checking out of the conversation. She can feel her frustration bubbling under her skin, he's keeping her from you. It's not intentional, she knows that. But she also knows that something is going on with you, and she doesn’t like not knowing if you're alright.

In your room you squirm in your nest, a futile attempt to get comfortable as a layer of sweat starts to cover your body and you let out a pitiful whine when your core throbs painfully. Trying to comfort yourself you bring your shirt up and inhale deeply, letting the lingering scent of the sweaty Alpha you hugged earlier seep into you.

Unfortunately this does the opposite to help you. You can feel your slick dripping down your thighs as your entire being aches for the redheaded Russian and despite knowing she very well may be oblivious to your current plight, you can’t stop yourself from reaching out.

The Alphas phone dings suddenly and she manages to check it while Steve continues to ramble. What she sees, makes her heart race and her worry grow

I need you. Please

“Steve” she stresses, “I’ve gotta go”

“Now wait just a minute” he tells her, grabbing her arm as she attempts to turn away

She immediately turns to him, letting a growl slip past her lips. Surprised, the older Alpha lets her go and backs down against this challenge. He knows she wouldn’t brush him off without a reason if it wasn’t something important. She nods in thanks before running off down the hall that leads to everyone's quarters. When she arrives at your door she's too anxious to knock, instead she rushes in, only realizing that may have been a bad idea once the door shuts behind her and she finds herself within arms reach of your nest.

“Oh fuck” she exclaims, her mind already going hazy as your scent envelopes her, and her cock eagerly twitches, “You…you're in heat”

You whimper, confirming this as you lock eyes with her, “Natty, need you so badly”

Her mind races, at your declaration. She wants to believe you mean this so she can care for you and claim you as her own. But between how naturally needy heat can make an Omega and with how her Red Room training affects her Alpha instincts so much, she has her worries.

“I- you…you don’t know what you're saying right now” she stutters as she subconsciously takes a few steps closer to you

“Baby, no, please. I want you so bad.” you whine, grabbing her hand, “I've always wanted you. Please Alpha, let me show you"

The way you're looking at her has all hesitation fleeing her, unfortunately the nervousness didn't follow, "I uh…o-okay"

"Yeah?" You question, pulling her closer to you as you sit up

She nods, "Go ahead Omega. Show me"

Your heart hammers at hearing her say it and you practically launch yourself into her arms to capture her lips in a searing kiss. Her arms wrap tightly around you, holding you protectively as you take her breath away. Unsure if it's the intensity of your scent or the lack of air that's causing her dizziness she breaks away.

“That was…wow” she stutters, a large dopey grin spreading across her face

You return the grin before nuzzling into her neck, breathing in her strong scent. Her hands gently rub your back and a soft purr escapes you as you bask in her presence. You've longed to have her this close and judging by the way her hold on you tightens, she's longed for it too.

Eventually you back out of her grasp, but still hold onto her hand and you begin to lead her over to your bed. She follows, her hand in yours as you lead her to the bed, and you gently press your lips against hers once more.

"This all because of me baby?" You hum, your hand softly cupping her bulge

"Yes" she whimpers, pushing her hips further into you, "Your scent drives me crazy…"

"Yours drives me crazy too" you admit, placing a gentle kiss against her scent gland as your hands begin to pull at the bottom of her shirt

She eagerly lifts her arms for you, allowing you to practically rip it off her before tossing it to the floor, her bra quickly joining it. Gently you press your hands against her shoulders to get her to sit. She does so, shifting around in an attempt to get comfortable as her hard cock strains against its confines.

Your hands travel to her waistband then and she lifts her hips allowing you to pull her pants and boxers down and she lets out a sigh of relief as her clothes pool around her ankles.

Your mouth waters as you watch her cock rise to almost meet her toned abs, and you give her a smirk before letting one of your hands begin to slowly jerk her off. She groans, letting her head fall back slightly as you pleasure her and you watch a drop of her precum drip onto your thumb. It takes everything in her not to whine as she feels you let go, but her pupils blow wide as she watches you lick your thumb, tasting her essence.

“You taste better than I imagined” you purr, watching the way she blushes

“You- you imagined tasting me?” she asks, her hopeful tone sending a warmth through you

You smile at her, “Of course I did, I imagined everything with you Natty. I told you, I’ve always wanted you”

You kneel before her and lick your lips before taking her tip in your mouth, causing her hips to buck slightly. She gives you an apologetic look but you don't really mind as it allowed even more of her cock to enter your mouth and you quickly make her expression turn to bliss as you begin to bob your head up and down, taking what you could of her down your throat.

She brings one of her hands to your head, tangling her fingers in your hair in an effort guide you, “Come on detka(baby), open wider for me….oh fuck, just like that”

She guides the rest of her cock into your mouth with ease, letting herself enjoy its warmth as her eyes begin to roll back. Not used to something so big you gag a bit and the Alphas eyes immediately shoot open as she stares down at you with concern. It warms your heart to see her be so attentive to even the slightest of changes with you, but to ease her worries you let your hands rest on her bare thighs as you continue your actions.

After a few more minutes you can feel the way her muscles tighten beneath your grip as well as hear the way her breathing picks up. Intent on pleasing your soon to be Alpha you double down on your efforts and are rewarded with a guttural moan from her as her fingers tighten in your hair

“Y/n, I’m gonna….gonna cum” You hum around her cock in an effort to tell her it was ok, and she gets the idea, spilling her seed down your throat

After swallowing every drop you release her still hard cock with a ‘pop’ and happily smile at her as you stand. Without any warning she grabs you by the hips and pulls you into a kiss. It’s full of her passion for you, and you have no objections as she begins to remove your bra. It lands on the floor somewhere, and your underwear do too.

Your hands find purchase on her shoulders before you swing your leg over hers as you straddle her lap. She can feel the heat of your core above her and her cock throbs as a bit of your slick drips down on her. You look her in the eyes as you slowly lower yourself, your hips softly swaying as you do, and her hands grip your waist tightly as you let out a moan.

“You're so big” you whimper, taking a moment to adjust to her size

She nuzzles against your neck to distract herself from the urge to wildly begin trusting up into you and begins to kiss and suck your soft skin. You take that as your queue to continue sinking down on her lap and you both let out a moan as your hips meet hers, letting her be fully buried inside you

“Fuck, Y/n” she moans as you begin to bounce on her lap, “You're so warm around my cock detka(baby)”

She begins to kiss and suck the soft skin around your neck, trailing her mouth down to your supple breasts until she can take one of your nipples into your mouth. You arch yourself further into her, wrapping your arms around her neck and burying your hands in her red locks and another moan slips past your lips as she hits that perfect spot inside you

“Alpha!”

Hearing her title fall from your lips while she's sheathed inside you does something to the Russian. It's like it unlocks all her hidden and buried instincts and brings them to the surface, and now there's no holding her back from her desires

Suddenly and without warning you're on your back on the mattress with Natasha hovering above you, her hips moving almost frantically as she pounds into your soaked cunt. Your nails dig into her shoulder blades and your legs wrap around her hips as you try to keep her as close as possible and the sounds you're making spur her on even more

“Ooh, Natty!” you cry out, clutching at her as you quickly feel your orgasm approaching

“You sound so pretty for me detka(baby)” she grunts, bringing her forehead to rest against yours, “On;y for me, right?”

“Yes!” you answer, nodding as best you can, “Only want you Natty”

She croons at your answer and nuzzles against your neck once more. You nuzzle against her as well, letting her scent overwhelm you and your mouth waters as you eye her scent gland. Without even thinking you give into the urge, sinking your teeth into her skin

She moans as she feels you mark her, and her knot begins to form. You feel it too and just as it slips inside you, you strike. She moans as your teeth bite into her scent gland, her cum filling you as she locks into place and she's brought back to her senses by your gentle purr

“All mine Alpha. Just as you should be”

She hums in agreement before eyeing your scent gland and she takes the opportunity to sink her teeth into you then, causing you moan as you feel her teeth break through your skin.

When she pulls away she lovingly cups your face, her eyes glistening as she looks at you, “My beautiful Omega”

You watch as a few tears spill down her cheeks, her other emotions finally catching up with her. A loving Omega that wants her, despite her abnormal Alpha behaviors and harsh past is something she never thought she’d be able to have. She never even hoped for it really, not until she met you. So now, having you claim her as your own is a dream come true

You bring your hands to cup her face, letting your thumbs brush away her tears, “I love you Natty”

“I love you too, Y/n” she admits, smiling at you, “So much. I just never knew what to say, or what to do”

You smile back at her, “I know baby, and that's ok. We have each other now and that's all that matters.”

She nods and lets her forehead rest against yours once more, “I’m going to do everything I can to make sure I take care of you properly, my Omega. I promise”

“You already do Alpha. You have nothing to worry about.”

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cissyenthusiast010155 · 1 year

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Sapphic w/w Recs

Happy Pride!!! 🏳️‍🌈🏳️‍🌈🏳️‍🌈 Here are some amazing w/w writers and some of my most recommended Fics of theirs that deserve so much hype:

There are so so so many amazing w/w writers out there, reblog & add any you wanna hype up 🤍✨

(Also, please just assume they all have smut. Cuz they probably all do…)

Matched ~Alex Blake @iamnotoriginalphil

Attitude Adjustment ~Larissa Weems &Lady Lesso @wh0re4women

Escape ~Mon Mothma @silver-pieces

I want you, just you ~Joyce Byers @suckerforcate

Stood Up Pt. 1 Pt. 2 & Pt. 3 ~Larissa Weems @milfsloverblog

Lover Hours Masterlist @wlwloverwrites

What a Way to Wake Up ~Maria Hill @scarlet-witxh

permanent jetlag ~Peggy Carter @peachyteabuck

Almost Caught ~Larissa Weems @luxstxrblog

Shorts ~Melinda May @naturalxselection

Sex in the Flowers ~Larissa Weems @mandy-asimp

Angelic ~Polly Gray @fandom-puff

Please ~Narcissa Malfoy @herdumbwhore

Russian Roulette ~WandaNat @romanoffsbish

Sweet Confessions ~Miranda Hilmarson @billiedeansbitch

Jealous Joan Watson ~Joan Watson @ladieslovingladiesandfics

Don’t Tempt Me ~Lady Lesso @v3nusxsky

Larissa Weems xFem 27!Phd Student!Reader @yourlocaldisneyvillain

Woman of the Hour ~Larissa Weems @moodreaderlesbian

Dangerous Temptation ~Lucifer Morningstar (the sandman) @littledollll

crazy for you ~Natasha Romanoff @natsvdova

“I will always love you, Ser Brienne of Tarth…” @no-phrogs-in-hats

The Bimbo and the milfs ~Agatha xMelina xReader @imdoingsortagay

Beg for it, Darling. Part 1, Part 2 ~Larissa Weems @onlyv4use

How to Woo a Hot Principal Part 1, Part 2, Part 3 ~Larissa Weems @soft-astral

In my head series ~Larissa Weems @weemssapphic

first time. ~Natasha Romanoff @gayerthanevertbh

I’m Here ~Larissa Weems @dopenightmaretyphoon

MILFS!WandaNat Headcanons @101widow

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daddynattt · 1 year

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Recs for top!reader and bottom!natasha pleaseeee. Maybe authors or fics?🥺

of course! i tried tagging as much as i could for you but enjoy these bottom nat fics <3 you can check their page/masterlist for other bottom nat ones or just other fics i’m sure they will appreciate the love and support. i hope it’s okay to tag you all so i can give you credit :) i’m putting it in the tag for whoever else is interested as well as these are all amazing reads

@blackkwidowed

@potentialsandwhich

@bottomnatashaisgreat

@didujustcallmedumb

@lesbian-dp

this by @loqov

this by @wandasmistress

this by @gaywalker80085

this by @honey-sweet-hiraeth

this by @caffeinated-mess (wandanat tho)

this by @tahliafox

this by @wandasbb

this by @vancityfire13

this by @randomshyperson

this by @cthulhus-curse

this by @scarlet-witxh

this by @twilight-99-tm

this by @bagdaddyb

this by @sapphickorro (it’s basically bottom nat lol)

this by @mostlymarvelsstuff (power bottom reader)

this by @revelinwritin

this by @luthorgarbage

this by @aphrodite-made-me-write-it

this by @wandaromanova

this by @romanoffsbish it’s sad but really good and it’s bottom nat smut so

this is all i have for now :)

#my asks #anon #natasha romanoff x reader

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riveramorylunar · 11 months

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A/N: it's been a year since I've been here on Tumblr and I'm so glad I've met so many people I call my friends now. I'd like to thank everyone of you guys for being my friends.

This celebration will be through June 21st to July 21st.

Masterlist Who I'll Write For Join My Taglist

Hearts: Give me a character on Anon or not and I'll tell you who I ship them with the most. (Male or female characters)

Blood: Send a character or a variant of them and I'll give you a headcanon I have for them (only female characters)

Roses: Send me an ask of any character that I know or a variant of them and I'll give you a Moodboard for them. (Female characters only) @riversmoodboardblog (ask on this blog!)

Ruby: Send me a prompt and any character x Fem Reader (no nsfw & female characters only) and I'll write a paragraph about it. It can be Dark, Fluff, Angst and any others except Smut! (I feel like this will get me back into writing) [If you want to send a female character from monster high please send the prompt over to this blog @riversmonsterhighblog]

Prompt List Prompt Update

In This Moment: Send me a song and I'll put it with a character I think would fit it or would listen to it. (No country songs please)

Cherry: send me a FMK(fuck marry kill/kiss) of any female characters or variants of them on Anon or not and I'll pick

Tagging some of my mutuals to see if they want to join in the celebration! @cat-or-kitten @daddynattt @yelenasdiary @marvelnatswhore @gaydreamersstuff @wandanatsbaby @inluvwithfictionalwomen @chelleztjs18 @spyderhill31 @itzvintagevibez @natashaismylove @redheadsinmybed @nctxrejects @deadlynightshade418 @romanoffsbish @red1culous and anyone else is allowed to join as well!!!!!!

#river talks🌊#River's 1 year celebration #Milestone celebration #1 year anniversary

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celiastjamesoscar · 7 months

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Good morning dear!

Her short is makes Nat look so incredibly confident and sexy but I am sucker for her long hair and braid. I saw glimpses of her in Black Widow and omg I'm on my knees!! Her leather jacket, her smirk, her bike. Ugh. She's everything! Here are a bunch of masterlists and fics I read/saved:

https://www.tumblr.com/myfavoriteficss/189788072174/marvel-masterlists?source=share

https://www.tumblr.com/youbelongwithemmie/705644377951830016/a-partner-in-crime?source=share

https://www.tumblr.com/romanoffsbish/696551865682477056/natasha-romanoff-masterlist?source=share

https://www.tumblr.com/jpmarvel90/723281665732018176/natasha-romanoff?source=share

https://www.tumblr.com/videovamptramp/729033710708621312/i-would-do-anything-for-you-to-love-me?source=share

https://www.tumblr.com/katethewriter/689695302719045632/wish-we-could-be-like-that?source=share

https://www.tumblr.com/bloomingflowersthings/715520965094883328/sick-of-your-attitude-part-two?source=share

I got these shirts from Redbubble! There are some amazing designs, it took me hours to decide on these two. I just looked up Scream shirts. There were even some with Sammy on it!

Speaking of Sam, look at our wife

https://vm.tiktok.com/ZGJcyv42D/

Good afternoon now! I’m so sorry it took me awhile to get to this, I spent all morning studying for my practical :(

Her black widow look is the definition of perfect!!! That was peak Natasha and I hate that that was her last movie. Her death is one I will probably never get over

YOU ARE DOING GOD’S WORK WITH THOSE LINKS!!! I LOVE YOU SO MUCH FOR THAT AND I WILL ADD THEM TO MY LIST OF FICS TO READ

Red bubble is goated! I got a pair of Ghostface socks from there awhile ago and i really love them! And shirts with Sammy you say 😼?

I seriously need Melissa’s hand in marriage

#bender chats #clexa is forever ♾️

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mostlymarvelsstuff · 1 year

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Requested by: @romanoffsbish #6 “Are you really so oblivious?” ; WandaNat•Tony says it to R who’s currently “googly” eyeing the couple from across the room with a sad smile, and Tony’s had enough of the dancing around each other nonsense.

Authors note: requests are still closed. I’m trying to clear my inbox before opening them again. Thank you for your patience 💖

Word count: 2898 WandaNat Masterlist Marvel Masterlist

Wanda giggles as Natasha playfully spins her around the kitchen, the ingredients for their pancakes quickly forgotten as the spy initiates an impromptu dance session to the music that plays from the Sokovians phone.

They don’t even notice the attention paid to them by the few of their teammates over at the table. Sam smiles at the scene before returning to his oatmeal and Tony pretends to gag at the display of affection before he sits down with his omelet.

“Let them be Stark” Thor chastises with a mouth full of poptart, “Love is special, and it deserves to be celebrated”

“I know that goldilocks” he retorts with an eyeroll, “Besides, I doubt they even heard my teasing."

Clints brow quirks as he drops his banana peel on the table and his eyes meet yours as you glance up from your plate. You both share a knowing look before smirks spread on both your faces.

“Oh yeah” the archer agrees, “No way the super spy with super senses heard you. Ridiculous notion”

You chuckle at the nervous expression that crosses the billionaires face only to earn a glare from him in turn, “At least I let my feelings be known”

Mistaking his jab at your not so hidden feelings for more teasing you simply toll your eyes and grumble, “Whatever Tony”

“Is he bothering you malysh(baby)?” Wanda voice suddenly rings out through the dining room and Sam has to suppress his laughter at the way Tony's complexion pales slightly

“Oh. Uh, no. No, he's just being his normal, annoying self” you tell her, smiling over where she stands with her girlfriend at the kitchen island.

“Good” Natasha says, her tone sending a chill through both you and Tony but for different reasons, “Otherwise I’d have to punch him”

“I’m right here you know” the man says, waving his fork in the air

“Oh I know. I just don’t care.” she replies, sending a wink your way

You try your best to ignore the warmth that spreads across your cheeks at the action, instead focusing back on the man next to you again. He purses his lips, letting out a small huff in annoyance and you laugh at the Russians ability to get under his skin so easily. You completely miss the way Natasha beams at Wanda for being able to make you produce the sound they both adore so much.

“Y/n?”

You turn to look at the brunette again, “Yeah Wans?”

“Tasha and I were going to go into the city today. Do some shopping, go to lunch, sit in the park for a little bit and maybe get some ice cream. Then we were gonna watch a movie when we got home. Would you like to join us?”

“I’m sorry guys, I have a briefing to attend in like half an hour. I think I’m being sent on an impromptu mission.” you tell them as you stand and walk back to the kitchen with your dirty plate to clean, “I hope the two of you guys have fun though”

“Oh, ok” the witch responds, her shoulders deflating at both the missed opportunity and the distance you’ve created. Truthfully both she and Nat have noticed you being a bit more distant with them lately and it was worrying them, "Maybe next time then"

Though you feel nervous about spending that much alone time with the women you nod, "Yeah next free day I have we can definitely do something"

Natasha doesn't like the knot of discomfort she feels in her gut. She doesn't know what other team members are going with you on this sudden mission but she desperately wishes that she or Wanda was on the chosen team. She feels better when one of them is there to watch over you. What if something happens to you today?

The look her girlfriend gives her indicates she feels the same way about this situation and Nat wishes there was something she could do to change things, but there isn’t. So she settles for doing something that both shows she cares and helps slightly settle her nerves.

“Just be careful out there, ok kotenok(kitten)?”

You smile at her, “Always Nat. I’ll see you guys later.”

The two continue to stand there a few minutes after you leave. The worry for your fate on this mission and the disappointment for your lack of presence in their lives of late might as well shine over their heads like neon signs in Vegas. So Tony decides to do his best to reassure them.

“Try not to worry too much” he says, placing a hand on each woman's shoulder, “T’Challa and I are going with her. Hill will be there too so she's in good hands. I can’t promise no harm will come to her because you know how hectic these things can get, but I can promise that I’ll bring her back in one piece.”

“Thanks Tony. I just wish we could go with her.” Wanda tells him, a sad smile on her face, “We like being able to see that she's safe”

“I know. Which is why I will do my best to stick to her like glue, and have her home in time for your movie”

Nat turns to him with a smirk, “You know, don’t you?”

He chuckles, “You may be a spy, Romanoff but there's no hiding that look. Plus witchy here doesn’t know what it means to have a poker face”

“Hey! I can keep a straight face” she huffs, crossing her arms.

Natasha quirks a brow at her girlfriend, earning a glare that makes her chuckle, “I didn’t even say anything”

“You didn't have to, I heard your thoughts” she replies, making the redhead smirk

“Good luck Romanoff” Tony cuts in, “I’m off to the briefing”

Several hours later the quinjet lands back down at the compound and you and your team tiredly shuffle around, gathering your things as you prepare to disembark and head inside.

“It’s been a long day. Head inside and get some rest everyone. Turn your paperwork into me tomorrow morning and I’ll get it to Fury” Hill states before heading off

T’Challa is the next to move, he has a jet to Wakanda to catch tomorrow afternoon and needs extra rest to get that paperwork done beforehand, “Goodnight Tony, Y/n. Good work today, and if I don’t see you before my flight, it was good to see you”

“Goodnight” you and Tony say in unison before heading inside yourselves.

As the two of you walk through the hall you're stuck by the fact that the tv and light are still on in the living room, something which is unusual for this time of night. You both wordlessly decide to take a peek at what's going on and stop in the doorway.

Over on the sofa, curled up with each other under a blanket sit Natasha and Wanda. A Bond movie plays on the tv and even at your distance you can tell by the way the Russians lips move that she's softly quoting every line. Wanda looks up at her with a fondness before linking one of her hands with Nats and her attention returns to the screen. You smile at their cute interaction, but it doesn’t quite reach your eyes.

A deep ache fills your chest as you watch them, and you sigh. You’d give anything to be able to join them, but you can’t. Not in the way you want to at least. And you’re tired of pretending that you don’t want more with them. You've had to withdraw because only being their friend while they held your heart, it hurt. You know it's nothing personal, nor is it their fault, but you couldn’t continue to do that to yourself. You hope one day, when your heart has righted itself, that they’ll understand. But until then, solitude is best.

“Well” you whisper, “Glad to see Nat still likes Bond. Goodnight Tony”

You go to turn away but his firm hand stops you, “Are you really so oblivious?”

Your brows furrow, “What are you talking about?”

“Kid, it's past midnight and they're in the living room. They have a tv in their room, and you and I both know that's where they always watch their movies.”

You shrug, “Maybe they just wanted a change of scenery”

He exasperatedly runs a hand through his hair, “Christ sake kid, they waited there for you.”

“Huh? Why would they do that?”

He sighs, “Because they miss you, and they didn’t get to spend the day with you, so they at least wanted to be here to greet you once you got home. They wanted to make sure you weren’t hurt.”

“Oh.” you pause, feeling guilty for hurting them with your absence while also feeling grateful for their care, “I better not keep them waiting then. Goodnight Tony”

“Night Y/n” he says, with the hope that finally everyone's confessions would come to light tonight

You slowly approach the couple, feeling guilty you were about to disrupt their movie despite knowing they waited up for you. In the end you don’t need to interrupt them as your movements end up catching the Sokovians attention and her eyes light up.

“Malysh(baby), you're back!”

Nats head quickly turns in your direction, but her smile fades slightly as she notices the dirt and small scrapes that adorn your forearms and face, “Are you hurt?”

You shake your head, “No. Just some normal bumps and bruises is all.”

They both frown at your statement and Wanda quickly untangles herself from her girlfriend in order to approach you. Her hand gently trails across a bruise on your cheek before grabbing onto your hand and she looks back to Nat to receive a nod.

“Let's get you cleaned up, ok?” You're too tired to say no so you dumbly nod and follow her to the couples bedroom, with Natasha right behind you.

“Sit down kotenok(kitten)” she instructs, her tone softer than what you're used to

You do as you're told, relaxing into the small sofa in their room as Wanda heads into the bathroom and Natasha rifles through their closet. You unintentionally doze off as you wait and the two women briefly contemplate allowing you a small nap before they decide that you’d be better off and more comfortable once cleaned up and out of your uniform.

“Y/n…Wake up sweet girl” Wanda coos, as she gently shakes you

Your eyes strain to open, “Sorry guys”

“It’s alright. You've had a long day.” Wanda says, sitting down beside you, “Let's get you clean.”

She brings the washcloth up to your face first and Nat smiles as she watches you practically melt at the feeling. The brunette softly scrubs your face, careful to not agitate any of the small scrapes as she rubs the sweat and dirt from your face.

“There we go. I knew your beautiful face was under all that grime”

You blush slightly, and you know with as close as both women are that they've seen it, yet neither tease you for it, “Thanks Wans”

She smiles and nods, “Give me your arm”

You do so, watching with sleepy eyes as she cleans your left forearm before moving onto your right one. Youd been so focused on her movements that you hadn’t realized Nat had momentarily left in order to prepare the bed for them.

“She all clean, detka(baby)?”

Wanda nods, “Yup. Clean and ready for bed.”

You assume that's your queue to leave and shuffle as you prepare to stand but the redhead is quick to stop you, “Woah, easy there. We haven't gotten our Y/n time for what feels like ages, so we’re claiming now while you're too tired to protest. Here, go change”

You look down to see that she's handing you an extra pair of her pajamas and your stomach erupts with butterflies, “Thanks Nat.”

The two share a smile as you head off to their bathroom to change and Nat helps the younger girl off the sofa, “Go ahead and get into bed detka(baby)”

When you emerge from the bathroom you find Wanda suggled into her side of the bed while Nat sits on the edge of her side. The Russian can’t help the smile that spreads across her face, seeing you in her clothes has her heart speeding up in her chest.

“Well, goodnight guys” you tell them, taking a step forward only to be stopped by Nats hands grabbing yours

“Where do you think you're going, pretty girl?”

“I- I uh, the couch?” you stutter out, mentally slapping yourself for becoming so flustered by her words

Wandda frowns as she sits up, you never used to mind sleeping in their bed with them on movie nights, when had that changed? Why are you so distant now?

“Y/n?” she hesitates, “Have Tasha and I upset you?”

“What? No. No, of course not. Everything is fine” you stress, but Nat defeatedly drops your hands as her expression turns sad

“Everythings not fine, Y/n. This is the first time we’ve been able to spend any time alone with you in nearly a month. You've been avoiding us, and it hurts”

“Just please tell us what we did so we can fix it.” Wanda practically begs, “We miss having you around. We miss you.”

“You guys haven’t done anything. I promise.”

“It doesn’t feel that way” the Russian mumbles, and your guilt returns ten fold

“Ok. I probably should have said something sooner, but i didn't know how” you sigh, “I still don’t, but you guys don’t deserve to be left wondering”

You stand there for a moment, nervously picking at your fingers as you try to figure out what words are best to use to explain everything. But your anxiety is getting the better of you, and you can’t blame it. I mean how are you supposed to tell your two best friends, who are a couple, that you love them.

Wandas eyes widened as unbeknownst to you, your thoughts had become incredibly loud. But she doesn’t want you to panic, and your anxiety is already quite high, so she decides to not let it be known that she’d heard you. Instead she gets out of bed and slowly approaches you, grasping your hands with hers once she's close enough.

“Whatever it is Y/n, you can tell us. I promise it’ll be ok” she assures, squeezing your hands for added emphasis.

Heat rushes to your cheeks as you think about the prospect of saying the words out loud, but the way Wanda reassures you gives you some courage, “I um, I- I love you both. In a more than friends kind of way.”

“Oh kotenok(kitten)” Natasha coos as you glue your eyes to the floor, and she quickly gets to her feet to join the two of you. She grabs your chin and tilts it up so you're looking at her, “That's something you never had to hide from us. Because we feel the same, don’t we detka(baby)?”

Your eyes widen in disbelief and you look to the other woman for confirmation, “You guys love me?”

“We do, we love you Y/n” Wanda admits, smiling wide

“So very much” Natasha adds, wearing a matching smile of her own and she can wait no longer, “Can we kiss you?”

You eagerly nod and she brings her lips to yours. It's everything you thought it would be, fierce and full of passion and it quickly takes your breath away. As soon as she pulls away from you Wanda replaces her on your lips. Her kiss too is just as you expected, tender and full of love. Once it ends the brunette pulls you into a hug, which Nat joins.

You let out a happy relieved laugh as their arms wrap around your body and you easily sink into them. They can feel just how exhausted you are, so despite the wonderful discovery the three of you have made, they know that their first priority is letting you get your needed rest.

“Come on malysh(baby)” Wanda says, breaking up the group hug, “It’s very late and you need sleep”

“She's right. We can talk more about this tomorrow” Nat adds, ushering you over to the bed

This time you don’t argue, you climb right in and get settled in your spot in the middle of the bed so you can be between the two of them. Wanda happily joins you, snuggling closely as she pulls you against her. Nat smiles as she joins you but instead of snuggling close she leans on her elbow, her other hand cupping your face.

She gives you another kiss, “Love you”

“Love you too Natty” you sleepily mumble, making her heart swell. You then turn to Wanda to let her have a kiss, “Love you Wans”

“Love you too, sweetheart” she whispers, brushing a hand through your hair, “Sleep well”

You end up falling asleep before they even finish pulling the covers up over you. They both scoot closer, each wrapping an arm across your midsection to ensure you remain close.

“Our pretty girl” Nat mumbles as she nuzzles her face against your neck

Wanda does the same on your other side, “All ours”

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mostlymarvelsstuff · 1 year

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Not An Act

Requested by: @romanoffsbish

Prompt: “I can’t pretend anymore.”

Authors note: sorry it took me a bit bestie, here ya go!

Word count: 1823 Scarlett Masterlist Marvel Masterlist

Cameras flash all around you as you arrive at the red carpet event. The suit you're wearing appears to have gone over well if the reaction from your fans and loud clicking of camera shutters was anything to go by, and you offer the gathered crowd your stunning smile.

Scarlett watches on, her heart hammering inside her chest as she takes in your attire. Your suit incorporated the same exact shade of green that made up her dress and for a moment she lets herself imagine that the two of you planned it that way, that the two of you were each other's date. This illusion is quickly broken when your actual date steps out of the limo next. She too wears the same shade of green, though her dress is far less of a show stealer than the blondes was, so at least she had that. Though she’d much rather have you.

Jealousy fills her as she watches your date loop her arm with yours, and the legitimate smile she was sporting for the paparazzi mere moments ago turns into something much more forced. Not that any of the people around her notice, they simply carry on cheering and snapping photos as you continue to walk forward.

Scarlett wishes she could just turn and continue her own walk, but she can’t. Not only would it be rude because the two of you are close friends, but you're also costars. Which means photos together and perhaps a short interview or two are expected before being able to head on into the event.

“Hey Scar” you greet, a soft smile on your face as you open your arms to hug her

She allows you this embrace, but doesn’t linger in your arms like she normally would. She's unsure if it's your date or the cameras that have caused this difference, but she hopes you don’t notice. You of course do notice, because you notice all things Scarlett at this point. Years of friendship will do that, so will years of secret yearning.

“Hi Y/n.” she greets, resisting the urge to kiss your cheek and leave a smear of her lipstick behind

“That dress looks incredible on you” you admit, eyes raking over the sleek fabric

“Thank you”, she says, attempting not to blush in front of so many witnesses, “And you look great in that suit.”

You smile wide, “One might say it suits me?”

The blonde rolls her eyes as both she and your date chuckle, and it's then you realize you’ve forgotten something important. You quickly gesture to the girl beside you and reluctantly she follows along.

“Hi” she greets, offering a tight lipped smile

The girl beams, “Hi Miss Johansson, it's an honor to meet you!”

“Pleasures all mine…”

“Brooklyn!” she answers enthusiastically, and Scarlett finds herself doing everything possible to not roll her eyes in annonce

You offer a slightly embarrassed smile as her eyes meet yours again, “Shall we pose for a few pictures?”

She readily agrees, eager to get you away from the bimbo you brought and have you all to herself. You excuse yourself from your date before following your best friend over to a backdrop that has the Marvel logo embossed on it.

“Y/n! Scarlett! Over here!” one of the paps shouts in an attempt to earn your gazes

“Closer! Get closer to each other!” another shouts

Instinctively you wrap an arm around her waist, and not realizing this move made her breath hitch you smile for the cameras. She somehow manages to pull herself together in time for the clicks and flashing to begin, but her mind never wanders from the way your arm feels around her. After a few minutes full of various poses the two of you separate, much to Scarletts annoyance to head over to interact with a few fans.

A few pictures have been taken and posters have been signed, so with that out of the way the two of you back away from the crowd to head inside. Scarlett instinctively looks over to you, only to feel a fire burning within her as you gesture for your date to join you. You reach out your hand to her and she quickly grabs it, letting you lead her forward. The blonde can’t help but think how that should be her hand you're holding. It should be her on your arm tonight, and any other night. It should be her you're smiling at, not some stranger. You deserve someone that really and truly knows you, like she does.

A few hours pass and the event comes to an end, and while normally she would be glad about that, this time your Scarlett is displeased. She had the luck of getting to sit beside you the entire night. True, your date was just on your other side, but if she leaned back in her chair you blocked her view of the other woman, so she could go back to imagining it was only the two of you. But now, as you stand to make your way to the after party, she's reminded that's not the case as your date once again links her hand with yours.

For the most part the afterparty is a blurr. There were just so many people to greet and speak to that Scarlett got lost in the formalities, which is how she ended up losing track of you somewhere along the way. Now that she finds herself free of conversation she grabs herself another glass of champagne, her third of the evening, and sets out to find you amongst the crowd.

Finally she spots you, but the scene before her is enough to make her heart drop. The two of you stand alone, off in one corner as you take in the NYC skyline. She hates how at ease the two of you seem to be with each other and her grip tightens dangerously on the small and fragile champagne flute in her hand as your date moves even closer to you. Jealousy and hurt bubbles inside her and Scarlett quickens her pace, eager to get to you before anything else can happen. But just as she approaches you lean closer to your date. Her lips ghost over the shell of your ear as she whispers something to you.

Whatever it was made you laugh, and Scarlett can feel her stomach do a flip at the much beloved sound. God how she wishes she had been responsible for that reaction. Your date then turns before making her way in the opposite direction, trying to make her way through the crowd, either heading for the open bar or the bathrooms and Scarlett knows this is her chance to steal you away.

You don’t notice that anyone has come to join you until a familiar presence fills the void around you, and you turn to greet your friend with a smile, “Hey. Get bored of playing socialite?”

Your brows furrow as she remains silent, her eyes glued to the sights on the other side of the window as her thoughts try to sort themselves out enough for her to form a coherent sentence. She's so deep in her own mind that she hadn’t even been aware you had said anything.

“Scar?” you ask, gently grabbing her shoulder, “You alright?”

“I can’t pretend anymore.” she blurts out, only causing the crease in your brows to deepen

“What are you talking about?”

She carelessly shoves her unfinished glass of champagne onto a nearby table before gently grabbing your face, “I can’t keep pretending that seeing you with someone thats not me isn't tearing me apart”

Though you can see emotions in her eyes you still hesitate to take her seriously. I mean this was too good to be true, right? There's no way the woman you’ve loved for years has suddenly realized she has feelings for you, that only happens in cheesy tv shows and romance novels.

“Stop acting” you dismiss, more harshly than intended as you remove her hands from your face, not wanting the way she was holding you to grab the attention of anyone in the crowded room. Her hands immediately grip onto the front of your suit jacket, and it's then you notice her eyes beginning to glisten.

“I’m not acting, I promise you I’m not.” she admits, her voice more vulnerable than you’ve ever heard her before and your heart soars at the possibility, “I want to be the one whose hand you hold. I want to be the one you keep close. I want to be the one that makes you laugh and smile so big your cheeks hurt. I want to be the one you give your attention and affection to, so I can give you mine”

Your eyes soften, and the way you smile at her has hope fluttering in her chest. You open your mouth to speak, but before anything else can be said Brooklyn makes her return, “Oh, hello again Miss Johansson!”

Scarlett immediately tenses, worried that you’ll pull away from her and let your date slide beside you once more. To her surprise and joy however you wrap your arm around her waist again, and pull her against your side.

“Scar, I never really properly introduced you to Brooklyn. She's my old producer's niece. She's looking to get into helping him make more movies and I owed him a favor, so I brought her along to meet people”

“Then, she's not..?”

You smile softly, “No, she's not a date.”

Brooklyns eyes nearly pop out of her head at that, “Are you kidding?? You thought?? No, no. Y/n is so out of my league I’m lucky she brought me along tonight.”

All three of you chuckle, and the blonde allows herself to cuddle closer against you. The way you look at the shorter woman is enough to tell Brooklyn she needs to give you both space, so she wanders off to find another person her Uncle had mentioned.

As soon as she disappears you try your best to look at Scarlett's face in the crook of your neck, “I want the same things you do, Scar. I want you.”

She wastes no time in bringing her lips against yours in a kiss full of passion and feelings, “I love you. God, I love you so much and I was so scared I was going to lose you to somebody else.”

“I love you too, which is why I know that would never and could never happen.”

She smiles before pressing her lips against yours again, and everything else just seems to fade away as your senses are overcome by her, your Scarlett. And with the skyline as your backdrop for your first kisses with her, you were truly feeling the magic of New York. And now that she was yours, things would only become more magical from here.

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mostlymarvelsstuff · 2 years

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Always Meant To Be

Authors note: collab through a discord chat that was then moved to Google docs with the bestie @romanoffsbish

Warnings: sexual content(grinding, cunnilingus, mommy kink, faceriding, fingering)

Word count: 2507 Scarlett Masterlist Marvel Masterlist

“You look lovely tonight Y/N.,” you softly smile at the woman sat across from you., “Thanks Lily, you look beautiful in that dress.,” you complimented back to ensure you’re actively engaging, and it was true, but being here at this restaurant with her just doesn’t feel right for you to be genuine. It never does when you know you should be here with someone else; a beautiful blonde with lively green eyes, the one who never fails to put a smile on your face, or to get your heart racing with a simple smile of her own.

With your mind elsewhere you failed to hear your date's pointless ‘get to know you’ question, and then within the next second your phone began to ring. The specialized ringtone startled you, and you didn’t hesitate to cut your date off by answering it., “Hello?,” the line was silent, but then you heard the soft sniffling of your favorite person and your heart cracked., “I’m on my way.”

Lily looked at you puzzled, but sent a knowing look when you mentioned Scarlett needed you. Apparently Hollywood was abreast of the love you held for your best friend, and the knowledge of this should’ve terrified you but you were too concerned about getting to a distraught Scarlett to waste time really pondering the situation. You’d ordered the most expensive bottle of wine, and left more than enough money on the table to cover dinner and dessert for your abandoned date then you rushed off to Scarlett’s house.

When you’d arrived you saw Scarlett pacing around her front lawn, surely drawing attention to herself as she was a bit of a sobbing mess. What really bothered you most though was that it was less than 50*F and she was outside in a visibly thin sleep set. Without a moment's hesitation you removed your jacket and in a smooth motion you wrapped it around her shoulders and used it to not only stop her pacing, but to pull her into your warm body., “Where’s Jack?,” you ask while keeping the shivering woman securely in your arms., “H-he left me…,” and the news leaves you speechless for a fleeting moment, then you find yourself shaking off the overwhelming, doomed happiness surging throughout your body in favor of tending to the broken hearted woman.

"He left you?!" You ask, furious that anyone could even think of doing such a thing to the incredibly beautiful woman in your grasp. She meekly nods against your shoulder. "Well then he never deserved you to begin with"

Her arms wrap around you tighter as she sobs harder., “Scar, honey, he’s not worth it.,” you slowly peel her off of you even though she puts up a fight, your hands find her face as you move to wipe away the tears that befell her soft cheeks., “You my dear were always too good for him, and I promise this isn’t the end—someone will come along one day and love you the way you deserve to be loved.”

Her tear filled eyes search your face as her teeth bite into her bottom lip, "I think...I think I already have. I just don't know if they love me as anything more than a friend"

Judging by the way she’s looking at you it’s almost too obvious who she’s referencing, and after years of ‘harmless’ flirting, and genuine feelings developing on your end you think it’s time to know if it was all in your head or not., “Well why don’t you ask them?,” you lowly whisper, the tension having grown incredibly thick as she tries to get the words out, but instead of words she pressed her lips to yours.

A sigh of relief leaves her when she feels your lips press back against hers with the same intensity and her hands move to tangle in your hair as she desperately tries to keep you as close as possible. She melts further against you as your hands find purchase on her hips and you quickly swipe your tongue along her bottom lip, wanting to deepen the kiss. As cold as it was outside all you felt was hot as Scarlett’s lips parted for you, your tongue entering her mouth pulling a moan from the touch starved actress and sending a pang of need straight through you.

Scarlett was panting into the rough kiss, she was positively reeling since she’d been pining after you for years and by some miracle she finally had you. Every last bit of her senses were clouded by you, your heavenly taste on her tongue, that natural musky scent wafting up and around her, and the taunting feel of your hands over her clothes. Everything was driving her mad, and she just knew she had to have you., “Y/N, pl-please, I need you, need you so bad…”

"Where do you want me?" You tease, "I could have you here on the porch, your neighbors are miles away afterall. Though we might give some pap the time of his life, hm?" She whimpers as your hands caress her sides, "Inside. In the..bed- bedroom, please"

“Boo, you’re no fun.,” you lightheartedly tease your best friend, but being the people pleaser that you are you oblige. Well, partially, Scarlett squeals as you use your hold on her hips to throw her over your shoulder, and like a woman starved you simply can’t wait any longer so you kicked the door shut then laid her down on her couch., “We have all night to make it to your bedroom Scar.,” you promised the woman lying beneath you, winking at her as you lean back to pull your shirt off just before slamming your lips back to hers.

Scarlett’s hands waste no time reaching around you, nimble fingers then struggle with the clasps of your bra causing you to giggle., “Need some help honey?,” she whimpered pathetically at your taunting and you chose to show mercy on her to which she rewarded you with her hands on your breasts. Squeezing the soft flesh between her hands, and pulling a moan of her own from you when she trails her fingers over your sensitive nipples.

The sounds you make spur her on and her touch against your breasts gets firmer. She palms the soft flesh before bringing her thumb and pointer finger to your nipples, where she pinches the pert buds. You're back arches as you push yourself further against her. "Fuck Scar..." The way you say her name has arousal going straight to her core and she can't help but moan herself when your knee finds its way between her thighs.

She grinds against you, keeping eye contact as her mouth drops open with another low moan. You practically slam your lips against her in a hungry kiss, devouring her as your hands move to the hem of her shirt, only pulling back briefly to ensure she’s okay with it as you rip her shirt over her head then lean back in to continue devouring her plush lips.

Scarlett’s only ever seen how soft you can be, so to see this rough side of you has her beyond thrilled, and you can feel that as her slick seeps through your pants and onto your thigh. Though it’s extremely hot it’s also partially uncomfortable as the fabric clings to your skin. Scarlett whines when you completely remove yourself from her body, leaving her aching for all you have to offer, but she’s quick to quiet down when you undress completely.

The sight of you naked had always been a deep fantasy, she’d even had Hollywood to thank for a few previews, but fuck she’d be lying to say it was not that much better in person. She groans when she takes notice of her slick glistening on your thigh, then her eyes glance over to see just how affected you were too., “Fuck, Y/N, I want to taste you so bad.,” she groans and reaches out for you.

You chuckle as you take a few steps closer to her. Her hands swiftly find the plump flesh of your ass and she guides you to be right in front of her. Her chest heaves in excitement and her eyes scan your face for approval. You nod and she's immediately bending over, letting her face become level with your core. Despite needing you, she teases you. Gently kissing your thighs before letting her tongue swipe through the slick there. She moans at the taste of you and she can't help but dive in. Her eager licking and sucking has you seeing stars as she eats you out in ways you've only dreamed of.

As your knees nearly buckle Scarlett shocks you with her strength—thanks Marvel. Without removing her face from your core she uses her grip on your backside to smoothly throw you onto your back on the couch. Your shock gasped was quickly overridden by a string of wanton moans when she reaches that spot within you that has you flooding her mouth with your arousal., “Fucking hell you’re delicious.,” she groans, her tongue relentless in its attempts to clean you up, and her hold strong as you try to wriggle away.

Scarlett eventually pulls back with a devious, lopsided smirk. Eyes roaming your entire body, not failing in appreciating every last bit of you while you’re coming back down. She makes quick work of standing up and discarding her own clothing, then when she sees you’ve regained a semblance of yourself she’s leaning down to peck your lips and chuckling when you try to chase her., “Mommy’s going to ride that pretty face of yours now baby since you made quite a mess of me, sound good to you?,” and as you nod eagerly she shimmies up your body until her puffy core is above your face.

Before she even has the chance to settle herself above you, your hands wrap themselves around her thighs and bring her directly to your waiting mouth. You both moan in unison as your tongue runs through her folds, picking up all of her dripping slick as you move to circle her clit. She moans again, bucking her hips in an effort to feel even more of you. "Fuck Y/n, you feel so good baby" she mumbles as her hands tighten their grip in your hair. But then it hits her, the skill of your tongue.... you've done this before. And though she moans in pleasure, jealousy swims below the surface.

Though a few of the bimbos you’d been seen with over the years plague her mind it doesn’t last long as the pleasure you provided her with becomes far too overwhelming for her to even think, let alone care. She has you beneath her, she knows that what once was will never be again as she rides your face, your hands digging possessively into her thighs when she screams your name out like a prayer as her arousal slides down your throat, and coats the entirety of your lower face., “So good baby, did so good for mommy, my good girl…”

She slides herself down your body, laying herself flush against you as she connects her lips to yours. She savors the taste of herself on your tongue and smiles as your arms wrap possessively around her waist. As she pulls away from you, your dopey smile greets her and she can feel the way her heart hammers in her chest at the sight. She knows she has you, fully and wholeheartedly. " 'm your good girl mommy. Only yours"

Scarlett returns your smile, her heart beaming at your soft reassurance. You’d always been so good at reading her, and it’s no surprise to her even now that you could feel her nerves., “All mine Y/N.,” she sighs while settling her body against yours., “I’m all yours too—always have been actually, just never worked out until now.,” she admits with an air of sadness in her tone, but it soon fades as your arms tighten around her.

"I was always yours too." You admit, watching the way her face lights up at the confession, "I just never thought I had a chance. I mean look at you, god you're so gorgeous. And you always had some guy as arm candy.....I just thought we weren't meant to be, ya know?"

Scarlett’s face falls at your words, the truth of the matter being far from your envisioned reality., “No, Y/N, they were only ever placeholders.,” your heart stutters when you see a new set of tears in her eyes., “This, right here, is all I ever wanted, and all I’ll ever need.,” she pecks your lips, and allows it to merge into a soft make out., “You’re it for me Y/N, I can assure you we are meant to be.”

"Promise?" You ask in a whisper as she rests her forehead against yours. "I promise babygirl" You hum happily as you smile wide and before she even realizes it you flip her over, switching positions on the couch flawlessly. "You're so beautiful" you mumble against her skin as your lips pepper her neck with kisses. Your hand comes to cup her breast as your mouth begins to suck your marks into her collarbone, causing her to shudder as she moans your name.

Scarlett’s hand weaves into your hair while she holds you close, the need to be marked by you imminent, and she just hopes the makeup artists on set tomorrow don’t mind., “Scar, honey, let’s take this to the bedroom…,” you mumbled., “Mhm..,” Scar shakily agrees as you leave a bite mark on the supple skin of her breast.

Scarlett allows you to help her up, but as she trails behind you another thought permeates her mind, and next thing you know you’re being spun around.

A shiver runs down your spine as your front is semi-harshly pushed against the cold marble of the kitchen counter. Scarlett’s fingers slowly followed the shiver as they trailed down your spine, hands settling over the swell of your ass and squeezing the ample flesh as her foot moves to kick your legs even further apart to allow her better access to your pussy.

She leans her body into yours, her pert nipples brushing against your skin and a smirk becomes of her face as you whimper., “Mommy’s going to take you right here, and you’re not going to complain.,” you mumbled incoherently with your cheek smushed to the counter but it was clear to her how eager you were., “It’s like you said baby, we have all night to make it to the bedroom.,” and you moaned in synchronized pleasure as three of Scarlett’s fingers ventured passed your entrance., “It’s going to be a long night, there’s no saying when I’ll have had enough of you and this perfect pussy.,” she places a soft kiss to your back., “Your pussy was perfectly made for me…”

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