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therealdisneyfan2319 · 9 months

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Mr. Mailman | Natasha Romanoff

Summary: Natasha has a crush on the mailman :)

Pairing: Natasha Romanoff x Male Reader

Warnings: Mild language

Word Count: 1.7K

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A/N: This was an anon request. Enjoy!

“What’s wrong with her?” Sam asked as he watched Natasha forlornly stir her coffee while staring out the window.

“She’s upset Y/N won’t notice her,” Yelena explained.

“Shut up,” Nat snapped, shaking her head and snapping herself out of her fantasy.

“I’m not wrong. You’ve had his eye on him ever since he first showed up!”

“I said shut up!” While her tone was harsh, the blush creeping across her face told a different story. It was true. Natasha Romanoff, normally the stoic, unattached assassin, had a crush.

From the first day Y/N L/N stepped foot on the Avengers’ compound as the new Stark Industries delivery driver, Natasha was absolutely smitten. She didn’t know what it was. Maybe it was the way his biceps bulged as he pulled the truck full of packages through the loading dock. Or maybe it was the flourish he used flipping the clipboard back to the dock manager after signing the package transfer. But truth be told it was the way he glanced up from the clipboard and smiled at Natasha the first day he saw her. Ever since then she used every excuse in the book to be at the loading dock or mailroom whenever he was there.

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You never anticipated that your first job after college would be a delivery driver for Stark Industries, but here you were. While it wasn’t the office job you anticipated, driving the delivery truck was actually pretty cool. Getting to step foot on the Avengers compound every day was cool. Having Tony Stark as your boss was cool. Sneaking a glance at Natasha Romanoff whenever you could? Cool isn’t the exact word you’d use for that.

The first time you laid eyes on Nat was your first day of work. You were signing for some packages that were being transferred from the compound to the main site when she walked by. She was passing through, on her way to some other location. All you did was look at her and smile. She flashed a quick grin in your general direction before speeding off. That was the last time she actually made eye contact with you, but it wasn’t the last time you saw her. Most days she was either in the mailroom or the loading dock whenever you got there. No words were exchanged between the two of you, but she was always there. Sometimes you sensed her looking at you, but she quickly glanced away when you looked over at her.

Natasha was gorgeous, there was no doubt about that. You never missed an opportunity to steal a quick glance whenever she passed by. But you were always too scared to actually strike up a conversation with her. She was the Black Widow: something about asking one of the world’s fiercest assassins out for coffee intimidated you. There was always the slight risk that an unwanted advance would end in your assassination. So you kept your distance for reasons of personal safety…or that’s what you told yourself.

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“As the resident expert on waiting too long, don’t.”

“Drop it, Steve,” Nat chided. “I don’t even like him.”

“Oh, that’s a lie if I’ve ever heard one,” Steve chuckled, dodging the coffee cup that came flying at his head. “It’s okay if you like him! I’ve talked to him a few times and he’s a nice guy.”

“No. No, it’s not okay. I wouldn’t know what to do if he liked me back…” she trailed off.

“You go out for coffee. You talk, you get to know each other.”

“Steve I…I’ve never actually dated anyone before!” Natasha blurted. Red crept up her cheeks as she finally admitted the one truth she never spoke aloud. The only other person who knew the truth was Yelena and even she was sworn to secrecy.

“What?”

“I know how to seduce people. That’s part of the job and I do it well. But it’s just the job. I’ve never done it for real.”

“Come on, you’re kidding. What about Connor?” Steve was shocked at the revelation. He set his coffee cup down on the counter and rubbed his beard as he stared at Natasha.

“That was a cover for the joint mission with MI6.”

“Lillian?”

“SHIELD mission.”

“David from Accounting?”

“Daniel. Just sex.”

Steve didn’t say anything: he just stared. Natasha glanced at her feet, kicking the ground in front of her as an awkward tension spread over the room. She wanted the ground to open up and swallow her whole just to get her out of such an uncomfortable situation.

“Nat-”

“No one’s going to want to go out with a woman who’s never been on a date before,” Natasha replied tersely. She gulped the lump that was slowly creeping up her throat as she once again swallowed her pride.

It’s not that she didn’t want to eventually partner up with someone, in fact it was quite the opposite. After so many years of excuses, she just figured it would never happen to her. The possibility of something finally working out scared her. Natasha worried she wouldn’t know what to do. Sex was one thing. That was transactional, something both parties rendered knowing there weren’t any strings attached. Intimacy? That involved being vulnerable and saying how you felt. After so many years living so many lies Natasha wasn’t sure she was capable of such openness.

“You’ll never know unless you try,” Steve encouraged, placing a hand on her shoulder.

“Cut the bullshit, Steve,” Natasha snapped as she shook his hand from her body. “We both know it’s not that simple.”

“It is with the right guy.”

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Should be good after this last trip, you thought to yourself as you pushed the overflowing mail cart down the winding hallway toward the mailroom. It was cold and rainy, a miserable day to be on the road, and all you wanted was to get out of there, drive the truck back to the city, and head to your apartment in Queens. All that was left was sorting the mail and putting it in the right mailboxes.

The mailroom was a convoluted maze of boxes, bins, tubes, and chutes. Everything had a specific spot and it was easy to mess up at first. Once you got the hang of it, sorting everything out wasn’t too bad. What once took over an hour only took you twenty or so minutes now. Plopping the cart down in front of the mailboxes, you got to work stuffing envelopes, packages, and postcards where they belonged. The work was mindless, meditative almost. Once you got into the rhythm of it your brain shut off and muscle memory took over. Today you were so in the zone that you didn’t notice the redhead walk into the room behind you, so when you turned around the shock of realizing you weren’t alone made you drop your armful of envelopes.

“Oh great,” you muttered, stooping down to pick up the papers.

“Here, let me-”

“No, it’s fine-”

“No, it’s my fault. Let me help you.”

You watched as the redhead knelt down in front of you, raking papers toward herself. It was the first time you were ever that close to Natasha Romanoff. A more looming, intimidating figure in your mind, she was surprisingly smaller and less threatening up close and in sweatpants. If you didn’t know any better, you wouldn’t even know that she’s a trained assassin. She was so unobtrusive, so inconspicuous. She was also so, so incredibly beautiful.

“Sorry, I didn’t realize that you were in here,” you sheepishly apologized as you stared down at the red ponytail that was flopping back and forth.

“I have a bad habit of sneaking up on people,” Natasha admitted.

“Understandable,” you chuckled. Natasha gave a slight smile as she handed you some envelopes. God her eyes were the brightest green you’d ever seen. You grabbed the envelopes from her, holding onto them and locking eyes with her for far too long. Suddenly realizing you were actually a human being on earth currently existing in the moment, you cleared your throat abruptly and looked down at the letters.

“A lot of mail today,” Natasha mumbled. She snapped her head toward the mailbox, trying to hide the redness spreading over her cheeks. “Are you always this busy?”

“Uhhh, no. Not always. Normally it’s not this bad. Did y’all collectively decide that today was the best day to order from Amazon?”

“That’s either Bucky or Yelena. My sister’s always buying stuff she doesn’t need and Bucky loves the novelty of next-day delivery. I think it’s that whole ‘born over a hundred years ago’ thing.”

“Funny. Most of these packages are for you,” you teased, thrusting a stack of envelopes in her direction.

“What on earth?” Natasha fumbled the packages, completely confused as to why she had so many packages when she didn’t remember ordering anything. You watched as her eyes furrowed in utter confusion. Her bewilderment was equally amusing and adorable. “This has to be some sort of mistake.”

“I just deliver the mail, ma’am,” you replied.

“And make me feel old, Mr. Mailman. You can call me Natasha.”

“It’s Y/N, but you can call me Mr. Mailman if that makes you feel better.”

“How about I just call you instead?” Natasha blurted without realizing what she was saying.

“What?”

The second she realized what she just said, Natasha became totally overwhelmed with embarrassment. “Sorry, I shouldn’t have said that,” she mumbled, brushing a strand of hair out of her face. “I’ll just-thanks for the packages. Have a good weekend.” She scrambled to pick up what she could before making a beeline for the door.

“Natasha, wait!” you heard yourself calling. “Please just wait, please, ummm…” She paused, still looking down at her packages as she faced away from you. “Umm, coffee? I mean, d’you want to get coffee? Not right now, I’ve still gotta get the truck back to the city. But maybe tomorrow? Or I can do Sunday if tomorrow doesn’t work. Basically whenever you’re free I can clear my schedule. If you want. No pressure.”

“Alright.”

“Sooooo tomorrow then?”

“Yeah. Tomorrow.” She glanced behind herself, shooting you a half grin that she was failing to stop from becoming a full on smile.

“Cool. Great. Awesome. Yeah, see you tomorrow,” you replied, totally breathless and in shock at the situation. A coffee date with Natasha Romanoff…what could go wrong?

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ornii · 3 months

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She Likes to Flirt (A Lot)

Natasha Romanoff X Male Reader (Short & Sweet) (Yup, Like Nat)

You obviously have a thing for Nat, and Almost everyone sees it.

Being the Spirit of Vengeance you held within yourself the devils bounty hunter, making you one of the most powerful begins on earth and a potential Level 10 Threat. Obviously you were scouted by S.H.I.E.L.D and joined their marry band of heroes, the Avengers. And after the little stunt in New York, the rest was history. Mission after mission you slowly grew closer to Natasha. Seasoned Assassin and Spy, she was the first you met due to her doing recon for Nick Fury. Naturally you two grew to be good friends, perhaps, even more.

It was nearing Night, after another mission at Sokovia you headed back to Stark Tower to celebrate, the massive parking garage opens up and you park your chopper there. Following behind was Natasha as usuals, somehow the Jeep didn’t get demolished in the fight. You chucked as you walked to the elevator. Natasha follows, looking at the bike.

“Aren’t gonna take your keys?” She asked, “Trust me, that bike isn’t going anywhere without me.” You reassured her, tapping the upper floors you both stood there as it began to rise. She dusts herself off as you try to put the flames off on your coat.

“Good mission overall.” She said, “Yup, Bruce and Tony are in their nerd lab brooding or something. With them together I’m a bit worried.”

“Don’t be. We can handle them, well I can.” She said, “What’s that supposed to mean?” You respond and she keeps her eyes forward, smiling. She ignores your question.

“You stink.” She said.

“I Tore through hydra guards like butter with a hot knife, I’m gonna stink. I’m pretty proud of that.” You said, “You do have a lot of. Good assets.” Nat said.

“Well damn that’s a first. A compliment.” You said.

“Now you know Steve doesn’t like that kind of language.” She said jokingly, you bite your lip and look forward trying not to laugh.

“He’s never gonna live that down.” You said

“Ever.” Natasha comments.

“You know you stink too right? Gonna need to shower.”

“Obviously, we have a party tonight, plus I have to put my face on, or whatever normal women say.” Natasha looks at her reflection.

“You’re Normal Nat.” You said to cheer her up. She turns to you, smiling. “I’m an assassin and you’re a bounty hunter for the devil, we’re not normal.”

“Well obviously but, looks wise, you don’t need to put on your face, looks good as is.” You point out, poking her forehead. Before she can open her mouth for some cheeky response, the Elevator opens and you step out.

“See you tonight Red.” You give her a send off before heading to the one room you somewhat own in the Tower.

The Party Finally arrives and you’re mingling with Thor and Rhody, who’s giving an, interesting story.

“Well, you know, the suit can take the weight, right? So I take the tank, fly it right up to the General's palace, drop it at his feet, I'm like, "Boom! You looking for this?" He explains, (Y/n) and Thor exchange glances and then back to Rhody. "Boom! Are you looking..." Why do I even talk to you guys? Everywhere else that story kills.

“That's the whole story?” Thor asks.

“Yeah, it's a War Machine story.”

“Well, it's very good then. It's impressive.”

“Yeah the Tank Part was really cool.” You said, Rhody sighs. “Okay fine, what did you do that was cool?”

“Uh, recently? By myself? A meteor was gonna hit Sweden so, I flew into the air and used my chain to pull the meteor back and hurl it into the atmosphere.” You casually explain, Rhody looks flabbergasted. “It was a Tuesday, I think.” You said, Rhody walks off as Thor Pats you on the shoulder. “That’s, very impressive.” And walks off, maybe you were going a little too high, you finished your beer and looked to the bar for more, what caught your eye was the redhead in a perfectly fitting white dress, you mosey over and casually slide down on a seat. Your eyes and Nat’s lock, and she smiles.

“Come here often, handsome?” She was the first to lay the foundation for the chat and you went right along with it.

“No, first time, but I saw this beautiful bombshell working the Bar and I had to see her.” You reply, Nat couldn’t hide her smile.

“Now what kind of man would leave a woman like you all by your lonesome, must have a bad taste in them.” You added on.

“He's not so bad. Well, he has a temper. Deep down he's all fluff. Fact is, he's not like anybody I've ever known. All my friends are fighters. And here comes this guy, trying to actually do the right thing. Even if he screws if up sometimes.”

“He…Sounds amazing.”

“He's also a huge dork.” She adds in, (Y/n) looks blindsided, Nat shrugs, “Chicks dig that. So what do you think should I fight this, or run with it?”

“Well, the guy really likes you.. I say give a chance, see where it goes? Is that, wrong to ask?” He asks, so hopeful. Nat smiles and sits up from the bar.

“Not at all, but, I think she likes you too, it may not look like it now... But never say never.” Natasha walks away, and Steve approaches (Y/n,) who sat there really considering her words.

“It's nice.” Steve said.

“What?” You reply confused.

“You and Romanoff.”

“No, me and her aren’t uh.. you know.” You mutter, Steven shakes your resolve.

“It's okay. Nobody's breaking any by-laws. It's just, she's not the most... open person in the world. But with you she seems very relaxed.”

“Yeah, Nat she... she likes to flirt. So do I.” You admit, now daydreaming of her slowly taking that dress off. But Steve ruins your daydreaming.

“I've seen her flirt, up close. This ain't that. Look, as maybe the world's leading authority on "waiting too long;" don't. You both deserve a win.” Steve gives you some damn good advice, and went off to his lonesome. You really thought about what he said.

“You know Steve, you got a point.. we do deserve a happy ending and— Wait, what the hell do you mean, "up close"?!

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gingiesworld · 4 months

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Kiss Me

Natasha Romanoff x GN! Reader

Warnings: Angst. Fluff.

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Y/N pov

We were having a small christmas party with just the Avengers. It was also the twins first christmas with us. So we all decided to just do a small one.

"I truly don't get this Holiday." Thor stated as he sipped his beer.

"It's to do with religion. Some shit that most people don't really care about." I said as I placed my empty bottle on the table.

"People do care about it Y/N." Wanda stated making me chuckle. "Just because you're a grinch doesn't mean it's pointless."

"Well it is pointless." I said as I stood up. "All people use it for is a chance to get pissed off their head and get gifts off of people. Personally this holiday brings out the spoilt brats."

"Come on Y/N. Just because you never had a family doesn't mean it's pointless." Tony said with a smirk. Everyone fell silent as I turned to face him.

"What was that?" I said as everyone's eyes were on the two of us.

"I said." He started.

"Oh no. I heard you the first time you spoilt brat." I spoke with venom laced in my voice.

"I am not spoilt." He spat at me as he stood up.

"Really Stark. You had a rich daddy who already had billions before he even met your mother." I sneered as he stepped towards me.

"Say that again." He snarled as he stood right in front of me.

"Shouldn't we stop them?" I heard Kate ask.

"Not yet. I want to see where this goes." Yelena said as I heard everyone starting to take bets.

"I don't repeat myself." I told him angrily.

He stepped back to put some force behind his punch. My head moved to the side with the force but it wasn't enough. Especially since I have a form of Super Soldier Serum running through my veins.

When I turned back to face him I tackled him to the floor. I threw a couple of punches to his face. He then pressed his arc reacter and blasted me off of him. I got to my feet as he got to his.

"Stand down!" Steve ordered but neither of us listened to him. Tony started to punch my face until rer wisps wrapped around his suit.

"Stop this now!" Wanda shouted as she removed Tony from me. I sat up on my knees and spat the blood from my mouth

"Yeah, I know I never had a family but when you guys found me, I thought I finally was apart of a family. Yeah you may be dysfunctional but your a family." I said as I got to my knees. "Just not my family."

"Where are you going?" Nat asked me.

"It seems I have outstayed my welcome here." I said as I left without looking back.

I left them. They didn't want me. They never did.

It had been a few weeks since I came to an old hideout of mine. It was only a small dingey apartment but it was enough.

I was stood looking out of the window, watching the city get over the New Year. I sighed when I heard a knock on my door.

I groan when I saw Wanda at the door.

"What?" I spoke bluntly as I opened the door.

"You need to come home Y/N." She said with pleading eyes.

"I am home. The only home I have ever known." I told her as I took a sip from me beer.

"You're drunk." She stated as I laughed.

"I can't get drunk." I told her. "Goodbye Wanda." I said before shutting the door. As I moved away towards the window once again, someone banged louder on my door.

When I opened it Natasha walked inside. I closed the door before anyone else could come inside.

"What do you want Natasha?" I asked her impatiently.

"I want you to come home." She pleaded with me.

"I am home." I told her.

"No you're not. You're just surviving each day. This is a place that you lay your head each night." She said as she stepped closer to me. "Home is being with the people who love you."

"Well when you find them, let me know." I smirked at her as I got another beer.

"I love you." She said as I laughed and shook my head.

"No you don't. You all just love the idea of having another super soldier on the team." I told her as I slammed the beer down. "That's all I am to all of you. Just another weapon. You're just like Hydra."

"I LOVE YOU. Y/N. I AM SO FUCKING IN LOVE WITH YOU. SO PLEASE JUST COME HOME WITH ME." She yelled. "Please come home."

"You're?" I asked her shocked that she would ever see me as I see her.

"Yes." She said as she remained in her place. I approached her until I was stood before her. My hand ghosted her cheek before I finally held her cheek in my hand.

"I have waited so long to hear that." I whispered as I looked between her eyes. "I have loved you since the first time you kicked my ass in training." I told her.

"Kiss me." She whispered. I wasted no time in closing the gap and kissing her with every emotion I felt towards her. This kiss spoke 1000 words. A thousand I Love Yous in one moment shared between two souls.

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acriminalmind · 11 months

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Precious

Milf Natasha Romanoff x Male reader

Summary: With everyone else in the neighborhood, she acts tough and ruthless, but with you, her favorite neighbor, she is soft and sweet because you are her precious boy.

Warnings: 18+ DNI if you’re below that age. Soft Smut, soft TopDom Natasha, Submissive Bottom Male Reader, strap-on use, pegging, masturbating, praise, pet names, kisses, mommy kink, legal age gap (reader is 23, Natasha is 32), Oral (Natasha receiving), mentions of punishments, hand job, aftercare, use of a curse word, fluff.

Let me know what you think.

Enjoy!

With a cup of freshly brewed coffee in your hand, you stood in your living room looking out of the big window that gave you a view of the street of the neighborhood you were living in. The children of next door were loading their stuff into their father's dark blue colored jeep while he was whisper yelling at his ex-wife who looked at him with an unimpressed look and with her arms crossed over her chest. It was always the same when he picked up his kids for his time with them. Every time he had another reason to pick another fight with her to get a rise out of her, but every time he failed as she stayed scarily calm while staring him down.

You hurry out of your clothes, only leaving your pink boxer shorts on, and place them neatly folded in a drawer. Grabbing your red-colored collar out of another drawer you put it around your neck, tightening it a bit but letting it loose enough for you to breathe properly. Turning around you walk to the middle of the room and drop to your knees. You place your hands on your knees and wait in silence till your mommy returns from the attached bathroom she disappeared in. The clock ticks as seconds go by. From experience you know she is testing your patience and resistance to temptation. She wants you to be a good boy who obeys her rules. The first time you had playtime with her you hadn't been patient. Instead, you had been won over by the temptation of touching yourself with the thought of her. As a punishment, she had spanked you countless times and made you watch her finger herself while you were being edged by a vibrator. It was the first and only time you made a mistake and got punished. After aftercare, you had promised her that from that moment on you would be her good boy and would never disobey her ever again. Occasionally she would test you to see if you would keep your word and to this day you did. This made her very proud of you and she wanted nothing more than to reward you.

Finally when it looked like he was done complaining he walked to his car where his children were already buckled in and waiting for him to start the hour-long ride to his place on the other side of the state, but before he got in he threw his middle finger up towards his ex-wife who blew him a sarcastic hand-kiss in return. This seemed to piss him off even more, but for the first time, he acted like an adult man and ignored it so he could finally get as far away as possible from the woman he accused of being a spawn of hell. When the car was out of sight you finished your coffee and made your way to the back door of your neighbor's house, which was unlocked like she had said in her text that morning. Locking the door behind you after you stepped inside you walked towards the living room where the older woman was already waiting for you with a sweet smile on her face. A smile no one else but you received from her. She opened her arms for you and said, "Come to mommy, my sweet boy. I've missed you so much." Walking towards her you placed your arms around her waist, bringing her closer to your body. You let out a content hum when she started playing with your hair, "I missed you too, mommy". When the two of you separated you looked at her and asked, "What did he accuse you of this time? He didn't hurt you right with his filthy and untrue words?" She gives you a warm smile and cups your cheeks, "Don't worry your pretty head about things like that. When it's playtime, all we do and talk about are fun things. Do you understand that precious?" The sweet tone she spoke to you to already making you week in the knees. You nod in answer to her question, but she isn't satisfied with that. "Words, baby. Mommy needs words. You know the rules. Good boys follow them. You are mommy's good boy right?" You couldn't bare the thought of being a bad boy to her. "Yes, mommy. Of course I'm your good boy. I'm sorry. I understand." She pulls your head closer and gives you a quick peck. "Good boy. Now let's go to our playroom, shall we?" She grabs your hand and leads you upstairs towards the locked room in the back of the landing. Grabbing the key that hangs on her necklace she opens the door and lets you enter the room first. After closing the door behind her she hugs you from behind and places her chin on your shoulder. "Mommy is gonna grab some stuff from the closet. Can you get ready in the meantime? Just like mommy likes it." You answer her with yes. She kisses you on your cheek before making her way to the closet while you get ready the way you were trained.

You were pulled out of your thoughts when you heard the door to the bathroom open and saw the most beautiful woman step inside the room. You let your eyes wander her heavenly body while your mouth was watering. Her long red hair had been pulled into a high ponytail. Around her neck, she wore a red choker. Her breasts were covered by a see-through red lace bra. You could see her hardened nipples poking against the fabric, begging to be freed. She wore stiletto heels that were in the same color red as her bra. Around her hips clung a harness with a huge red dildo attached to it. With her soft hands that you couldn't wait to have on your body, she was stroking the toy while watching you with her green orbs. They were filled with lust and love. You could feel yourself hardening at the way she looked at you. With the breathtaking sight in front of you, you wanted nothing more than to touch yourself. It was so tempting, but you managed to keep yourself from doing it, holding your hands in place. Slowly she walked closer until she stood right in front of you. You were face to face with the toy she was still slowly stroking. With her other hand, she stroked your face, tilting it up so you looked at her face instead of the toy. "You're my good boy, aren't you?" She asked you with a smile. You nodded your head and said, "I'm mommy's good boy." Natasha places her thumb against your lips and pushes it gently between them. You start to suck on the digit while maintaining eye contact with the woman looking down at you. When she pulls out she brings her thumb to her own mouth and licks it clean.

"Mommy is so proud of you for being such a good boy. I think you deserve a reward, don't you think?" You nod enthusiastically, "Please, Mommy." She smiles. "Open your mouth, baby. I want you to get my strap ready for your cute little ass." She nudges the tip of her strap-on against your lips, signaling for you to open up. You part your lips and let your mommy slide in the first inches. Swirling your tongue around the tip you try to take more of her in your mouth but she stops you, "Patience, baby. You'll get the rest soon enough. Just enjoy this first." You hum as to answer her while continuing to suck the tip as if it was your favorite lollypop. Natasha feels herself getting wet at the sight of you obediently sucking her strap. She loves the dynamic between the two of you. You as the obedient pet and her as the dominant but soft and carring mommy. She throws her head back and lets out a loud moan as the small part of the dildo that is inside her moves against the right spot. She places both her hands on your face to hold you in place and slowly inches her dildo fully inside her mouth until it hits the back of your throat making you gag. Tears fill your eyes, but you blink them away. It takes Natasha a few seconds to slide out of you again, but it doesn't take long for her to push back in. She picks up a faster pace as she feels herself getting closer to her orgasm. "Oh, baby. You make Mommy feel so good. Gonna cum because of your talented mouth. Just a little longer."

Her thrusts became irregular as she neared her bliss. It took her a few more calculated thrusts to topple over the edge and see the stars. Hearing her moan is like music to your ears. Seeing her in such a blissful state makes you happy and even more submissive. When she's come down from her orgasm she retracts the wettened dildo out of your mouth. She looks down at you with darkened eyes while cupping your face. "Mommy is gonna make you feel so good now." You lean into her touch and smile up at her. Natasha hooks two fingers under your collar and pulls at it as a signal for you to stand up. When you're on your feet she grabs your hand and walks you to the kingsize bed where she helps you onto your hands and knees. When you're settled she takes her place behind you. She caresses your back before sliding her hands toward your boxer shorts to slide them down. You let out a moan when she gives your right asscheek a firm slap. "So reactive. Mommy likes that." She spreads your cheeks apart and spits on your awaiting hole. "Is my good boy ready for mommy?" You can feel the tip of her strap-on against your hole, ready to be pushed inside. "I'm ready, mommy. Please make me feel good."

Natasha starts to push the toy inside of you, slowly and carefully not to hurt you. It hurts a little at the beginning, but when the tip is past the muscle the pain turns into pleasure. Meanwhile, Natasha strokes your back and whispers sweet nothings to you. When she is fully in she waits for your approval to move. You feel so full. Due to the intensely full feeling, you have trouble keeping yourself up with your shaking arms. Suddenly you feel your upper body being pushed down onto the soft mattress. Your hands are carefully pulled behind your back. One of Natasha's strong hands keeps them there while the other takes place on your hip. "Y-you can move, mommy. Please move." Natasha lets out a laugh. "Such good manners."

She slowly pulls back until only the tip is inside you, before slamming the length back in with one fluent thrust. With every thrust you let out the most beautiful sounds she's ever heard. She's addicted to them. She wants more, no...needs more, so she picks up her pace pulling more moans and grunts from you in a shorter time. Every time she hits your prostate you moan out her title. "God, you're so hot when you moan for me. Keep them coming, baby." The skin-on-skin slapping mixed with grunts and moans and an occasional "Fuck" or "Oh God" from the both of you are the only sounds in the room.

You didn't register that her hand had left its place on your hip until you felt it wrap around your throbbing cock to slowly stroke it while she keeps roughly fucking you in the ass.

"I'm gonna...I can't hold it much longer!" You moan out. "Don't hold it, baby. Come for mommy"’

After getting the permission you needed it didn't take you long to fall over the edge. Your eyes rolled to the back of your head as you let out a moan of bliss. The sheets underneath you were covered in your sticky juices. Not soon after you came, you heard Natasha let out an animalistic moan, signaling that she had come a second time. She helps you ride out your orgasm while at the same time trying to calm down from her own. You can feel Natasha's full breasts against your back as she lays herself on top of you while catching her breath, the toy still nestled deep inside you. "Such a good boy for mommy..." She sighs into your ear.

When Natasha has recovered she carefully pulls out of you, making you whimper a little bit at the empty feeling. She gets off the bed and walks with shaking legs to the bathroom. You can hear water running. A little while later Natasha walks back into the room, now completely naked. She kneels beside the bed where your face is turned at and strokes your cheek. "I know my baby is tired, but mommy needs you to come with me so I can clean you up. Can you do that for me?" Tiredly you nod your head and slowly start moving from the bed, leaving a pool of cum and a pair of soaked boxers on the bed. Natasha supports your body as she walks with you to the bathroom where a relaxing bubble bath waiting for you. She steps in first and then helps you get in. She pulls you into a tight hug as you lean your head against her chest. You close your eyes while listening to the song Natasha is humming. You wince as one of her hands grab your cock and starts stroking it. "Ssssh, baby. Mommy wants you to give me one more before you go to bed. Be a good boy and give Mommy one more." Painfully slow she pleasured you. "P-please, Mommy. Go faster." "Patience, baby. You know I don't like impatience boys. Just relax and let Mommy do what she's good at."

Onto The Next!

Masterlist

#fanfic #marvel #mommy nat #natasha romanoff x male reader #black widow #natasha romanoff x reader #natasha romanoff smut #natasha marvel #natasha romanoff #male reader #natasha x reader #natalie rushman

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gummydummy19 · 6 months

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Movie night

Pairing: Steve Rogers x Natasha Romanoff x male reader

Summary: The boys catch their girl getting an early start on movie night and it makes the night take an interesting turn.

Content Warnings: Threesome, smut, dom/sub dynamics, watching porn, squirting, P/V sex, mentions of anal

A/N: I'm genuinely ashamed at how long this took me to write... thank you @hauntedkittenfun for the request and the incredible patience lol

Word Count: 2800+

You were out with Steve, walking around the grocery store looking for snacks. Tonight was movie night. It was a tradition Steve and Natasha had for years and when you joined the Avengers, it didn't take long before they invited you to join. The three of you were basically inseparable. Always goofing around together, flirting and teasing.

'Found it! Steve chirped, dropping two big bags of popcorn in the shopping cart you were pushing.

'Great, I think that's about it' you said, scanning the cart to make sure you had everything.

The both of you loaded your shopping bags in the car and drove back to the compound.

You glanced over at Steve who was sitting in the passenger seat, looking all pretty.

'Hey, eyes on the road,' he joked

'Aye aye, captain,' you grinned back

When you arrived home, you expected Nat to come out and help you put the groceries away, but she was nowhere to be found.

You had agreed to watch the movie in the living room since that room had the biggest TV. So that's where you decided to look first.

'Do you...do you hear something?' Steve mumbled halfway down the hall.

'No...what do you hear?' you asked Steve, knowing his super hearing never let him down.

'I...uhm...' there was an undeniable blush creeping up Steve's cheeks, and quite frankly...it was adorable.

You raised your brow, curious at what he was hearing, so you walked closer to his door.

As you got closer to the living room, you started hearing it too. Soft moans combined with high-pitched ones.

It couldn't be? Right?

Well, only one way to find out. Your hand moved faster than your brain as you threw open the door, catching Nat in the middle of the couch with her hand between her legs, watching a very...interesting piece of film.

"That's not the movie we agreed on missy," you grinned.

Steve stood behind you red as a tomato and very quiet.

“I thought I had more time before you guys came home...” Nat pouted. She didn't look embarrassed at all. It was almost like she wanted to get caught...

'Is that so?' you teased, 'Well, don't let us spoil your fun...'

'Want me to keep going?' she asked innocently

'Hmm...' you dared.

'Only if you guys join me...'

You raised your brow again, only a tiny bit surprised at her request.

'What do you think, Stevie?' you asked, looking slightly over your shoulder.

He was a mess already. His cock had been straining against his pants since he heard the sounds from the hallway.

You backed up a bit into him, letting your ass rub slightly against his bulge as you tangled your fingers in his hair.

'Should we join her?'

You slowly guided Steve to the couch with you. You could tell he was having trouble deciding where to look; you, Nat, or the girl wantonly pounding her own pussy with a considerably large sex toy on the television.

The decision was made quite rapidly when said girl suddenly let out a particularly loud moan. The three of you simultaneously turned your heads toward the screen, just in time to catch the girl squirt all over her bed.

'Christ...' Steve nervously mumbled, 'there's no way that's real...'

It was Natasha's turn to raise her brow, as she gave Steve a curious look.

'Sure it is, Stevie...why wouldn't it be real?'

'It's just...it's so...I just don't buy.' He stated

'Steve, I'm telling you it's real, I swear. It's called squirting.' she explained

'Oh yeah? Well...prove it then.' He dared, clearly gaining a bit more confidence as his brain turned to full on horny-mode

'Yeah? Want me to show you?' she drawled

'Hmm...'

Natasha wasted no time in turning off the TV and placing herself down in the middle of the coffee table.

You and Steve plopped down on the couch, watching Natasha as she started teasing her fingers up and down her folds before sliding two of them inside her pussy in one swift motion.

She had been playing with herself for quite some time before she got caught and it had left her wetter than ever.

The sight of her with her legs spread and her head thrown back is better than any porn video you'd ever seen. You couldn't help but slide your hand down to your crotch, squeezing your bulge.

'You can't do it, Nat.' Steve taunted, trying to keep his voice steady.

fucking brat, you thought.

'O-oh no?...' she moaned, speeding up her movements.

Barely a couple seconds later she let wailed out as she started squirting so hard you felt your dick twitch, making you groan.

You looked over to Steve and noticed his face was a little wet...

'That's what you get for calling me a liar...' Nat mumbled cheekily, making you chuckle.

'Look at that, Stevie, Nat's not the only one who is wet anymore...' you laughed, pressing a kiss against his cheek to sneak a taste.

'I wanna see that again...' was all that Steve said before getting on his knees in front of Nat.

'Hey, don't get greedy...sharing is caring, Stevie,' you pouted, taking a seat next to him as he gave you a warm smile.

'You're right...' he mumbled, pulling you closer, 'C'mere...'

Steve pressed a needy kiss to your lips as you felt his big hands rub all over your crotch, making you groan in his mouth.

'Can you...?' he questioned, glancing over to Natasha's glistening pussy. 'You're better at this...show me how to do it...'

God. How could anyone ever say no to him?

Your eyes moved from Steve's pleading gaze to Nat's desperate one.

'Can I?' you checked, although you were pretty sure what the answer was gonna be.

'Please...' she whined, wiggling her hips a little.

'Open up,' you told Steve before gently putting two of your fingers into his greedy mouth. He sucked on them eagerly, making your cock twitch again.

'Take my cock out,' you commanded, 'but keep your eyes on her pussy, you don't wanna miss anything now do you, Stevie?'

'No, Sir' he whispered after he released your fingers, moving quickly to do as he was told.

You rubbed your spit-covered fingers over Nat’s clit first, making her shudder.

'See that, that's a very important spot when you wanna make her cum,' you explained as Steve took out your throbbing cock.

'But we don't wanna wear her out too soon, do we?' you taunted, letting your finger slide down a bit before stopping at her dripping hole.

'No, we wanna get her a little desperate first...' your finger teased around her entrance.

You looked at Steve to see his eyes glued on Natasha's pussy just like you told him to, all while he kept stroking your cock perfectly.

'Good boy, Stevie...' you praised lowly, 'now this next part is very important...'

You slowly pushed both fingers inside of her, immediately curling them up against that sensitive, spongy spot, making her whine and buck her hips a bit.

'Theeerree we go...' you chuckled, moving your fingers a little.

'This spot right here, Stevie....that's a very important one when you wanna make her squirt...'

Natasha moaned louder as you kept pumping your fingers inside of her. You slowly picked up the pace, hitting her spot a bit rougher each time.

'Feel that pressure build, baby?' you looked at Nat.

'Yeah...fuck...oh...' she whined, throwing her head back again.

Your free hand reached down to stop Steve's movements. You brought his hand up to your mouth and sucked his fingers

'Still watching, Stevie? The next part is gonna be really fun...' you groaned as you felt his grip tighten on your cock.

All he could do was nod furiously as he watched you move even quicker. Natasha let out another loud moan and before you knew it she was squirting again.

'That's a good fucking girl,' you groaned.

Steve had halted his movements. Too mesmerized to focus on jerking you off.

When Nat blinked her eyes back open she noticed both you and Steve and a couple drops on your shirts and faces.

She let out a tired giggle, hiding her face in embarrassing as she let herself lay back on the coffee table.

‘Oh my god…’ she mumbles with her hands still covering her face. ‘I wanna apologize but technically it’s really not my fault…’

'Hmm...don't be embarrassed, baby' you chuckle, hungrily licking your fingers clean. 'Tastes even sweeter than the popcorn...'

"I wanna try..." Steve mumbled, pushing your hand away to make room for his own.

Nat immediately moans at the touch, her eyes rolling to the back of her head as Steve stuffs his large fingers in her pussy.

'M'sensitive, Stevie...' she whines.

'Yeah? What if I find that special spot, huh? Is it sensitive there?' he taunted, his demeanor switching from subby to dominant in an instant as he wiggled his fingers a bit, immediately hitting the spot he was talking about.

Natasha keened in response, arching her back off the table as she squirted again.

'Fuccckkk!!' she whined as Steve moved his other hand to press on her lower belly, stretching out his thumb to rub circles over her swollen clit.

'SHIT I'M CUMMING! DADDY!' she screamed out, squirting even harder than before.

Steve fingered her through her orgasm with the smuggest of smiles before pulling his fingers out of her.

He was going to lick them clean, but you grabbed his hand and put his fingers in your own mouth instead, moaning as you tastes Nat's wetness.

'Don't forget who's in charge here, baby.' you teased before pulling him in for a dirty kiss.

'Lay down.' You commanded him and he happily obliged, wiggling off his jeans in the process.

You turned to Nat, who was just starting to come back to her senses before you kissed her breathless again.

'Get on top of him.'

'Yes sir...' she said with a smile, eagerly obliging just like Steve.

The second Natasha sinks down on his dick, Steve enters his dominant mode again, grinning at her as she struggled to take his cock.

'There you go...take all of me.' Steve groaned, guiding Nat down on his cock with his hands on her hips.

Nat huffed out a breath as she adjusted to his size, planting her palms against Steve's broad chest as she slowly started to bounce up and down on his cock.

Steve allowed her to have her fun.

For a minute...

'My turn now, sweetheart.' he smirked as he grabbed her shoulders, pulling her down on his cock as he started pounding into her.

Hard.

It didn't take long for her to squirt again all over his cock and stomach, making her moan out as she did so.

'Look at that, Stevie. You're turning our girl into a damn water fountain,' you joked as you watched him pound into her, stroking your cock as you observed.

Hearing you call her 'your girl' made Natasha's stomach flip. If it wasn't for Steve holding her up, she would have toppled over as another orgasm coursed through her body.

Steve really put his super soldier stamina to good use, pounding into her with no signs of stopping.

'Shit, shit, S-Steveee....' Nat whined, trying to push her hands against his stomach to get him to slow down.

'P-please, please stop, please...' she begged until he finally let up with a big grin plastered on his face.

'Too much?' he chuckled as she dropped her head to his neck, trying to catch her breath.

'Hmm...' she mumbled, unable to speak, making him chuckle again before he pressed a kiss in her hair.

'You okay?' you asked, sitting closer to the two of them as you gently rubbed up and down her back.

'Yeah...more than okay,' Nat smiled shyly.

God, she was so fucking gorgeous.

'Okay enough for another round?' you smirked

Her grin told you all you needed to know and you wasted no time in helping her off Steve's lap.

'Holy fuck...' Steve chuckled, finally admiring all the wetness that covered his body. 'how do you even squirt that much?'

'Well, I don't know...just kinda happens when you have a huge cock ramming into your g-spot over and over again...' she joked, making Steve throw you a smug look.

'Yeah yeah, keep smiling like that, Stevie. I bet you I can make her squirt harder.' you teased, crawling on top of Nat as she laid back on the floor.

'You're just talking shit, dude.' Steve shot back

'Oh yeah? Let's see who can make her squirt the most then.'

'Deal.'

You started pounding into Nat again almost immediately. The three of you went at it for hours. Leaving not only Natasha but the entire living room a mess.

'There we go....give me another one...' you groaned, making Nat squirt for the 6th time, 'good fucking girl...'

A few messy kisses later, Steve was pumping into her from behind, making her drip all over the carpet, groaning all kinds of filthy stuff in her ears.

It was kinda hot seeing him get all dominant with her, knowing he got all subby for you in the blink of an eye.

'What was that now, huh? Number 10? Number 11?' Steve taunted.

Nat was a blubbering mess. Mascara streaked down her cheeks as she giggled through the tears, all blissed out.

'I...I don't...just...uh...I-' she tried to string a sentence together but to no avail.

'My turn again.' You grinned, flipper her over so you were lying on top of her as you slid your throbbing cock into her abused hole.

You leaned down to kiss her, slow and passionate as you picked up the pace a little, making her whine.

'Need to cum...gonna let me cum in that fucked out pussy of yours?' you groaned, grinning when she nodded a bit too fast.

'Please...fill me, Daddy...need it so bad."

After basically edging yourself for yours, it didn't take long before you blew your load into Nat's pussy, letting your head drop against her shoulder, relishing in the way she ran her nails over your scalp.

'fuck....that was...jesus christ...' you huffed out, trying to catch your breath.

'Hmmm...' she smiled sweetly

'I think I lost track tho...Stevie, do you remember how many times that was?'

'M'not sure....maybe we should start over' he grinned, causing Natasha to throw the nearest pillow to his face.

'Next time we can check to see who out of the two of you can cum the most…I wonder if you will still laugh as much then'

'Okay okay...m'sorry...' you chuckled, pressing a kiss to her forehead before pulling out.

As you moved to lay down next to Nat, Steve got a full view of Natasha's open legs. Watching as your cum leaked out of her made his eyes twinkle.

'See something you like?' Nat giggled, seeing how Steve licked his lips as he stared at her cunt like it was his favorite snack on the planet.

'Hmm...lay back, princess....just let me have one more taste...' he mumbled before attaching his lips to her stuffed hole.

'Fuck...Steve....' She moaned while he ate her out with vigor.

Nat was too caught up to notice, but you didn't miss Steve bucking his hips into the pillow you threw at him earling as he whined at your taste leaking out of Nat's pussy.

Soon he stuffed two of his think fingers inside her, pressing that sensitive spot one more time.

'Just give me a last one...just one more...' he moaned, attaching his lips to her pussy as he fingered her.

Nat trembled as she came hard, squirting right into Steve's mouth while he groaned loudly, bucking his hips into the pillow fervently, covering it in his cum.

'fuck,' Steve groaned out, the blush on his cheeks increasing by the second.

'U okay there, Stevie?' you teased, making him hide his face in embarrassment.

'Shit...that was not how that was supposed to go down...' he explained, 'It was just so hot, and it tasted so fucking good....'

You laughed at Steve's adorable embarrassed face, pulling them both close to you on the large couch.

'Are you guys okay?' you asked earnestly as they snuggled up to you

'Hmm...' It sounded from both sides before silence took over for a minute.

'I definitely won, tho' you stated smugly, anticipating Steve's reaction.

'The hell you did!' he shot up, making you laugh

'Maybe we need a rematch sometime…' Natasha weighed in, making you both turn to her with a hopeful look

'You wanna do this with us again?' You asked

Your heart lit up a little when she gave you an adorable nod, snuggling close to you again.

'That was the best sex of my life...and besides...I've had a crush on you guys for months...' she admitted.

'Y-You...You have?' Steve studdered.

'Yeah....I was hoping you would walk in on me earlier...'

'I'm glad we did.' You promised, relishing in the feeling of your two favorite people snuggled up to you, warm and satisfied.

Taglist;

@metalbuckaroo @princessayveke @montsepliego @scxrletrecsmarvel @hopelesslyrogers @eclecticpatrolroadlawyer @tfandtws @vicmc624 @ahahafudge @enchantedbarnes @wickedravyn @pono-pura-vida @amayaraestyles @matchat3a @fictional-hooman @sebastianexplicit @peaches1958 @avengersfan25 @jamneuromain @tryingtoliveonmywishes @mrsevans90 @daybreak96 @tiredqueen73 @fallingforunrealisticromance @identity2212 @randomweirdoss @ragamuffin285 @juliaorpll78 @geralts-yenn @imjusthereforliam @bangtanstoeart @squeezyvalkyrie @enchantedbytomandhenry @superduckmilkshake @kingliam2019 @bascmve01 @missgaygurl @foxyjwls007 @mollymal

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d3adp00ls · 2 years

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Y/n running into the living room where everyone is at: NATASHA SAID SHE IS IN LOVE WITH ME!!!

Natasha:I did not.

Y/n: yessss I told you on the phone “don’t say anything if you’re in love with me” and guess what? You didn’t say anything.

Natasha: I literally told you I wouldn’t hear you for a moment because I walked away

Y/n: Lies

Natasha: Really?

Y/n: yup!! You’re just scared that everyone will know that you are total simp for me, but that’s ok because I too, am a simp for you.

Natasha: you’re delusional.

Y/n: You’re in denial.

Natasha: IM THE ONE IN DENIAL???

Y/n: Yes.

Steve: y/n I think you’re the one in denial..

Y/n: oh shut up old man I’m not in denial Nat is.

Wanda: what is she denial about?

Y/n: her love for me.

Natasha: Y/n…

Y/n: I was recording the whole call I have proof

Natasha: so you also recorded the part where I said I was leaving.

Y/n:….

Natasha: Yeah that’s what i thought.

#Source: me and my friends #natasha romanoff x reader #wanda maximoff x reader #marvel incorrect quotes #natasha romanoff incorrect quotes #wanda maximoff incorrect quotes #Scarlett Johansson #elizabeth olsen #Steve rogers #chris evans #marvel x reader #natasha romanoff x fem!reader #natasha romanoff x male reader #natasha romanoff x gn!reader #incorrect marvel quotes

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skylarinfinity · 10 months

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melina: [talking about m/n] are these boyfriend of yours, natasha?

natasha: [shrugs] kind of? not really... he in my life and there's nothing i can do about it.

tags lists @sonicqaulan @graysonfriggason @thebettermaximofftwins @sloanalistair @acienthazard @starlinggoldeneyes @ortegaolsen @wednesdaywanda @sandwichmarvel @gardenofmarvel @wanda-cabin-natasha-jacket

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squippy360 · 2 years

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Masterlist

~Requests open~

About me

Steve Rogers

Is Daddy's little boy enjoying himself?

Sub!Steve x Dom!Male reader

Steve x male reader x Clint

Sub!Steve x Dom!M/n

Dom!Steve x Sub!M/n

Sub!Steve x Dom!M/n

Principal!Steve x Sub!M/n

Principal!Steve x Sub!M/n x ???

Stucky x male reader

DarkDom!Steve x SlaveSub!M/n

DarkDom!Steve x SlaveSub!M/n part 2

DarkDom!Steve x SlaveSub!M/n alternate ending

DarkDom!Steve x SlaveSub!M/n Steve's ending

DarkDom!Steve x SlaveSub!Male reader Final

Steve x Tony x Bucky x M/n

Stucky x DarkDom!Male reader

Steve x P**nstar M/n

Steve x Merman!Reader fluff

Steve x Merman!Reader smut

Steve x Bucky x Natasha x Wanda x Male reader x Tony

Steve x Bucky x Sam x M/n

Cold!Steve Rogers x Hot!Male Reader x Cold!Bucky Barnes

Sub!Steve x Dom!Male reader x Sub!Bucky

Sub!Steve rogers x Dom!Male reader

Bucky Barnes

Bucky x male reader smut

SoftDom!Bucky x SoftSub!M/n

Stucky x Male Reader

Steve x Tony x Bucky x M/n

Bucky x Blind!M/n

Stucky x DarkDom!M/n

Bucky x Steve x Sam x M/n

Cold!Steve Rogers x Hot!Male Reader x Cold!Bucky Barnes

ShySub!Bucky Barnes x Dom!Male reader

DarkDom!Bucky Barnes x SlaveSub!Male Reader

Sub!Steve x Dom!male reader x Sub!Bucky

Really dark dom!Winter soldier x Slave!Male Reader

Loki Laufeyson

SoftSub!Loki x GentleDom!M/n

Little!loki x Caregiver!Male reader

Dom!Loki x Sub!Male Reader

Thor Odinson

Sub!Thor x male reader

Tiny!M/n x Dom!Thor

Peter quill

Sub!Peter x Dom!Male reader

Peter Parker

SoftSub!Peter Parker x SoftDom!Male reader

Sub!Peter Parker x Dom!Male reader

Sub!Peter x Male Reader x Sub!Tony

Andrew Garfield peter parker x Male reader

Peter parker x Monster!Male Reader

Peter parker x Monster!Male reader

Dom!Male Reader x Sub!Peter Parker

Clint Barton

Steve x male reader x Clint

Clint Barton x SoftDom!Male Reader

Sub!Clint barton x Dom!Male reader

Vision

coming soon...

Stephen Strange

Dom!Stephen Strange x Sub Femboy!Male reader

Tony Stark

Sub!Tony x Dom!M/n

Powerbottom!Tony x M/n

Steve x Tony x Bucky x M/n

Tony x Slave M/n

Sub!Tony x Male reader x Sub!Peter

Principal!Steve x Male Reader x Principal!Tony

Sub!Tony Stark x Dom!male reader

Scott Lang

coming soon...

Bruce Banners

coming soon...

Natasha Romanoff

Wanda x M/n x Natasha

Carol x M/n x Natasha x Wanda

Natasha x Bucky x Tony x Steve x Wanda x Male reader

Natasha x Femboy Male reader

Wanda Maximoff

Wanda x M/n x Natasha

Carol x M/n x Natasha x Wanda

Wanda x Natasha x male reader x Tony x Steve x Bucky

Natasha x Femboy male reader

Carol Danvers

Carol x M/n x Natasha x Wanda

Sam Wilson

Sam x Steve x Bucky x M/n

Wade Wilson

Deadpool x Male reader

Moon Knight

Marc x Monster reader x Steven

Venom/Eddie

Coming soon...

Others

Hypnosis kink scenarios

JARVIS X Femboy!Male areader

Jarvis x Male Reader

Anakin Skywalker x Little!Male Reader

König x Male reader

Celebrities

Chris Evans x DomTwink!Male Reader

Jensen ackles x Dom!Male reader

Jensen ackles x m/n

Sugar Daddy!Chris Evans x Sugar Baby!Male reader

Sub!Clark Kent x Dom!Male Reader

Bottom Bruce Wayne x Male Reader

(please tell me if I'm missing something)

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marvels-bitch-boy · 11 months

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Emerald Eyes: Rekindling the fire

Natasha joining Y/N outside of the bar they went to

Natasha: That was so hot, Y/N.

Y/N: *dusting off after a fight* I literally called the person who just flirted with you a degenterate dog and told them I hope they get dragged through the streets.

Y/N who looks drunk and drained

Natasha: *admiring him* I'm so in love with you.

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teaaagan · 9 months

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Natasha

Y/N: *laying on a pool chair unconscious*

Carol, panicking: They're not breathing!

Wanda: I'll give them mouth to mouth!

Y/N: *opens one eye* Ew no! Let Natasha do it! *closes eye*

Peter:

Steve:

Wanda:

Bruce:

Carol:

Tony:...

Natasha: GET OUT OF THE WAY, MOTHERFUCKERS!

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therealdisneyfan2319 · 10 months

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To Be Loved | Natasha Romanoff

Summary: You help Natasha open up in your relationship

Pairing: Natasha Romanoff x Male Reader

Warnings: Smut (MINORS DNI), mild language

Word Count: 2.5K

Author's Note: This was a prompt from @wandashoeforlife because I needed Nat prompts and I don't write for her enough so that's gonna change here before too long. Enjoy!

“I still don’t understand why you think the blindfold is necessary,” Natasha pouted as you led her down the hallway.

“Because I don’t want to spoil the surprise for you.”

“Isn’t dinner enough?”

“No,” you replied, pressing a kiss to the palm of her hand, still leading her carefully down the winding hallway of the compound. Dinner was only the first part of your plan: the second part was yet to be revealed. Your girlfriend had no idea what was coming, but you knew she’d be thoroughly surprised.

You hadn’t been dating all that long. Really a majority of your relationship consisted of post-training hookups. It was mainly physical, the two of you running off to some odd room or one of your apartments in order to relieve whatever stress you were dealing with. Soon enough the physical turned into something a little more. She was the one who caught feelings first. Natasha, not knowing how to tell you how she really felt, pulled away. It took Clint and Wanda practically dragging the two of you into a room and making you two talk things out before she reluctantly admitted that she really liked you.

The first time you really kissed her, it was everything everywhere all at once while simultaneously being the most intimate moment you ever experienced. Intimacy didn’t come naturally to Nat. She seemed almost uncomfortable with any sort of romantic display especially when it came to sex. There was strikingly little difference between your post-mission trysts and evenings spent alone. She wanted it the way she always wanted it: hard, fast, and rough. Loud, passionate sex with Natasha was great, but any time you tried to slow it down she pulled you out of it. Tonight, however, you wanted to give her the quintessential romantic lovemaking session.

“Is it a puppy?” she asked, stumbling over her feet as she blindly followed you.

“Nope,” you chuckled.

“Is it a kitten?”

“Guess again.”

“A parrot?”

“Nat, why on earth would I get you a parrot?”

“I don’t know,” she shrugged. “I have no idea what you got me.”

“Well yeah, that’s kinda the point of a surprise, babe.” You reached for Natasha’s other hand, carefully guiding her around the corner and down the hall.

“So why the surprise? It’s not like it’s my birthday or anything,” she remarked.

“What, am I not allowed to surprise you?”

“Y/N, you don’t have to.”

“Of course I do. You’re my girlfriend and I’m supposed to spoil you. It’s in the official boyfriend handbook.” You watched as Nat’s face blushed a bright pink, accentuated by the black eye mask you pulled over her eyes. “Alright, and we’re here.”

“Where are we?” she asked.

“You’ll see in a second,” you smirked as you unlocked the door and gently coaxed her inside. Outstretched arms stopped her before she could wander in too far. “Okay, you can take off the mask now.”

Pulling down the mask, Natasha took in her surroundings for the first time: it was your room. Dozens of tiny tea lights illuminated the space, casting dancing shadows on the wall. Fake rose petals were strewn all over the bed in the most organized fashion you could muster. Your music playlist was stacked with the most romantic jazz music you could get your hands on. Her eyes widened in confusion as she saw all the work you’d done for her.

“What’s all this?” she asked, thoroughly confused at the scene in front of her.

“It’s the other part of your surprise. A romantic evening in, just the two of us,” you explained.

“I don’t deserve all this.” Her words were barely audible as her voice dropped to a whisper. They made your heart break a little as her face sank.

“Of course you do.”

“No I don’t.” She shook her head as she pulled the mask off her forehead.

“Nat, come on. Why would you ever say that?” You stepped forward to grab her, but she pulled away.

“I’ve never done anything to deserve this.” Her stalwart facade cracked as she wrapped her arms around herself, shrinking down so much as she tried to disappear from the discomfort of the situation. “I don’t even think I deserve you.”

“Natasha. Will you, will you look at me? Please?” You coaxed her head up gently with your hand. She refused to make eye contact with you even as her face tilted up towards you. It was absolutely heartbreaking to see her like that. You loved Natasha more than anything in the world. Why couldn’t she accept that? “What’s wrong, sweetheart?”

“I’m not a good person, Y/N. I’ve done things and I’ve hurt people and…I don’t deserve to be treated like this.”

“Baby-”

“I don’t even know how to do this, whatever this is,” she admitted, motioning toward the rose-covered bed.

“You do realize none of that matters to me, right? I don’t care what you’ve done. I don’t care who you used to be. For cryin’ out loud I literally just blew up a ship with dozens of people still inside on our last mission. We’ve both done awful things, but that doesn’t mean we don’t deserve to be loved. Let me love you tonight, Nat.”

“It’s hard,” she whispered as her eyes glistened in the candlelight.

“I know,” you whispered back, running your hands through her luscious red hair. “It’s not your fault you’ve been hurt, but if we’re going to make this work then I need you to let me in, Natty. Can you at least try to let me in?”

Natasha looked up at the ceiling, blinking back the tears that were forming in the corners of her eyes. “God, why does this have to be so hard?” she asked.

“Beats me,” you chuckled. “This shit was hard enough before I became a superhero. But I wanna make us work, so can you let me in just for tonight? I can get rid of all this if you want, turn the lights back on if you want...”

“No. Keep them off. I like candlelight. But that music has to go.”

“I spent three hours putting that playlist together,” you pouted. Nat giggled, her hand trailing up to grasp yours that was on her neck.

“This is why I control the radio in the car.” You sighed, shaking your head as she teased you. You brought your free hand up to the other side of her neck, taking a step toward her as you held her.

“Let me love you tonight, Nat. Please?” you whispered against her lips. She gulped, swallowing down the lump in her throat as you stared deeply into her emerald eyes.

“Okay,” she whispered.

Taking all the care in the world, you gently leaned down and pressed your lips to hers. She practically melted into you, a deep blush spreading across her entire body. A certain tenderness bound the two of you together in that moment. It was like you were the only ones on earth.

Natasha had never allowed herself to feel such softness or tenderness before. Deep insecurity stemmed from a childhood of abuse and a lifetime of trauma. How could someone who had done such horrible things be worthy of something so beautiful? You kissing her with all the love and care in the world was new and different and wonderful. As your lips brushed against hers, she smiled at the new sensation of being adored. It made you smile, too.

Strong hands snaked down Natasha’s toned body, trailing over the curve of her toned ass and giving it a slight squeeze. She giggled as your noses touched, the subtle taste of peppermint leaving your mouth tingling. You pulled her close to you. Her body sat flush against yours as her hands rested on your chest. Natasha gazed up into your eyes while she nestled herself in your embrace. As you gazed back down at her, there was a glimmer in her eye. You couldn’t tell if it was fear or excitement or desire. Whatever it was, it hadn't been there before you kissed her.

“Can I carry you to bed?” you asked. Natasha nodded, giggling as you bent down slightly to give yourself enough leverage to lift her up.

“Don’t fall.”

“I’ve got you, baby,” you reassured as you gently placed her on the bed. The weight of her body in the middle of the bed completely messed up your meticulously arranged flower petals. Neither of you seemed to care all that much as you crawled on top of her.

A sense of nervous giddiness washed over you as your lips met tentatively. The improvised dance between your mouth and hers was one that had been done a thousand times before. This one was different. This one was a first meeting, the first dance between two souls destined for something much bigger than the two of them could imagine in the present moment. This slow, hesitant dance soon turned into a familiar exploration of each other’s mouths with your tongues. Hands soon followed, tugging and pulling at clothes until all of your garments were in a jumbled pile on the floor along with half of the rose petals.

Natasha’s arms were wrapped around your back, pulling you down into her as you ground your pelvis into hers. Your erection was throbbing from the stimulation. She rolled her hips up at the contact, whimpering as wetness pooled between her legs. You could feel your heart pounding in your throat at the anticipation of pushing yourself inside her.

“You ready?” you asked. Natasha nodded, her lower lip in her teeth as her face flushed with arousal. “Here.” You reached for her hand, guiding it down to where your cock was nestled between your bodies. Placing your hand over hers, you gently closed her hand around your length and pushed it down to the heat between her legs. She stifled a moan as you drew your tip up and down her slit, thoroughly coating it in her juices.

The two of you let out a simultaneous groan as you slid your penis inside her. Her hole stretched to accommodate your girth, a tight fit as you filled her to the brim.

“Fuck,” Natasha whimpered as she adjusted to the fullness inside her. You watched her face contort in pleasure through the candlelight. The sight of her so overcome with pleasure ignited a carnal desire inside you, but you consciously reminded yourself that this was about more than just sex. This was about showing your girlfriend how much you loved her.

As Natasha relaxed around you, you slowly began to rock your hips in and out of her. Her walls coated you in a sheen of slick with each thrust. The pace you set was slow and deliberate, pulling your cock almost all the way out before burying yourself to the hilt. She wrapped her arms and legs around you and pulled you flush against her body. The two of you were coated in a glistening layer of sweat as you rocked your hips in tandem. You buried your head in her neck, kissing the exposed skin in a futile effort to stifle your moans.

The room around you was quiet as you continued your lovemaking. Natasha held you close, whimpering and gasping as her wetness echoed throughout the room. Her fingers tangled in your hair as you left love bites up and down her neck. The purple bruises that peppered her sensitive skin were barely visible against the faint glow of the candlelight that flickered against the walls. You found it harder to stay quiet the longer you pumped yourself inside her. Nat’s walls fluttered and squeezed around your cock, the tightness keeping you buried in her cunt. Gripping the sheets with white knuckles, your lips hovered over hers as you slowed your thrusts further, relishing in the feeling of her soft, warm walls squeezing your length.

You watched as the veins in your girlfriend’s neck strained as she arched her head back against the pillow. Your ungodly slow pace was driving her absolutely insane. Every subtle movement inside of her sent throbbing waves of pleasure throughout her entire body. As your head hovered over hers, lips a whisper apart, her face contorted in pleasure as you pulled out and pushed back in. Natasha’s eyes screwed shut and her mouth gaped open as she gasped. It took all your determination to not buck your hips wildly into her. The heat spreading under your skin so quickly meant you didn’t have much time left.

Resting your forehead against hers, your breath coming in shaky pants, you slowed your pace even further and increased your force, slowly pulling your penis out of her tight grip before forcing it back in. The sound of slapping flesh joined the quiet gasps and moans echoing off the walls, your hips smacking together while your balls swung wildly behind you, stopping only when they hit Natasha’s red, swollen cunt.

As the pressure built inside you, Natasha unwrapped one of her arms from your back and reached up over her head in search of your hand that was white knuckling the sheets. Her fingers interlaced with yours. The two of you squeezed each other’s hand as your pace quickened ever so slightly, your cock pounding in and out of her tortured hole. She stared up at you with wide eyes, her mouth agape as her own orgasm grew within her core.

The coil in your stomach tightened to a precipice. There was no stopping it. Your nose bumped hers as short, airy gasps escaped your mouth. Bearing down with one final hard thrust, you emptied yourself inside of her as your entire body convulsed with overwhelming ecstasy. The feeling of your seed inside her aching core and the pulsing of your length against her walls drove Natasha to her own orgasm. She moaned against your lips as her walls clenched rhythmically around you. You groaned, collapsing into her shoulder as she milked your already sensitive member.

Your thrusts came to a gentle stop as you finished filling her to the brim. It was all you could do to lie there and not crush her while you struggled to return your breathing to its normal state. You felt a hand come up and rest in your hair.

“Are you okay?” Natasha whispered as she gently tugged at your sweaty, matted locks.

“Yeah,” you mumbled into the crook of her neck. You turned your head to look at her. Her lips were swollen and her face was flushed, her long red hair tousled from being flattened against the pillow. “You?”

“Mmhmm,” she nodded, biting her lower lip.

“I love you,” you whispered, tilting your head to kiss her softly. “I love you so much, Nat. I don’t want you to ever think that I don’t. Because I do.” She smiled at your words, fully melting into the sense of safety and love you provided. For the first time in her life, Natasha felt safe and loved. It was all you could do but hope that this would be the start of something new, something special, between the two of you.

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Lily

Natasha Romanoff x GN! Reader

Warnings: Angst. Fluff. Happy Ending

Word Count: 3.4k+

18+MINORS DNI

Y/N always found themselves sitting at Lily’s bedside, reading her favourite book. A small smile on both of their faces, since Lily’s mother had left the two once they found out the severity of her illness, Y/N was there with her everyday.

Everyday, they passed a red head who always disappeared into the room down the hall. Sitting beside her sister who had severe liver disease, although the blonde had never done any form of drugs or alcohol abuse, she was dealt a bad hand.

“So, the doctor said I can take you out for some fresh air today.” Y/N told Lily who beamed. “Of course it will only be to the hospital gardens but it is out of this room.”

“Thank you O’Pa.” Lily spoke as she looked at Y/N.

“You have nothing to thank me for.” They told her as they helped her get her coat on.

“You’re always here.” She started. “Everyday, you even do your work here too.”

“I would do anything for you.” They told her. “You’re the most important person in my life and I don’t know how I will cope once you leave me.”

“I’ll never truly leave you O’Pa.” She told them softly. A smile on both of their faces. They helped her get situated in the wheelchair, placing her fluffy blanket over her lap to help keep her warm.

Once the two sat side by side in the garden, Lily’s smile faltered as she thought deeply.

“Do you think mom will miss me?” She asked them as they sighed. Not really knowing where their ex was, even though they weren’t yet divorced, they only thought of Lily.

“Yeah.” They answered unsurely. “I’d like to think she wouldn’t be completely heartless, but she doesn’t deserve for you to think about her, not when she abandoned you.”

“She left you too.” She pointed out as they nodded.

“She did.” They spoke thoughtfully. “But the reason she left allowed me to truly see the person she is, and I don’t want someone like that around my sweet girl.”

“Do you think they’ll find me a liver?” Lena asked as she and Nat walked through the gardens.

“Maybe.” She whispered, although she was unsure, she wanted Yelena to have a little bit of hope. “I believe they will.”

“I don’t want to die.” She whispered, a tear escaping her eye as Nat was quick to wipe it away.

“You’re not going to die.” She told her firmly. “I am not ready to lose my little sister.” Nat’s eyes soon caught sight of the tired parent who sat beside their teenage daughter, a sad smile on her face as she could see the pain in their eyes, even as they smiled and laughed.

That evening, the two escaped to the canteen, both Lena and Lily were sleeping and the adults were in need of a coffee.

“Hi.” Nat greeted them as she stood beside them in the que.

“Hey.” They gave her a small smile.

“I saw you earlier, was that your sister?” She questioned as they chuckled.

“No, Lily is my daughter.” They told her as they walked back through the corridors. “My wife and I had her when we were in school, the marriage was the most stupid decision I ever made but Lily is everything to me.”

“Where is your wife?” Nat questioned as they chuckled lightly.

“You're very nosey for a stranger.” They teased as she nodded with a giggle.

“Well, I spend pretty much all of my time here, so I need some form of adult conversation.” She answered truthfully. “My baby sister has severe liver failure.”

“I’m so sorry to hear that.” They whispered as she nodded. “I guess it is lonely being here all of the time. I usually work from home but I brought my work here with me. Lily has a degenerative heart condition and has been on the list for the better part of a decade.”

“I’m sorry to hear that.” She spoke tenderly as they shook their head.

“She’s not afraid.” Y/N whispered as they stopped outside of Lily’s room. “She knows that the likelihood of her getting a new heart within the next few months is extremely slim. So she’s made peace with it, and I guess I have to make peace with it too.”

“But it’s good to have hope.” Nat told them as they sighed.

“I did have hope, for many years I had hope but day by day, I started to lose it.” They looked up at Nat. “I’ve lost hope that she will get better, but I know that she won’t be in pain. She will be free of her pain.”

Both Y/N and Nat had spent most of their days together, even taking the two girls out to the garden. There was only a couple of years of age difference between the two of them, so they had got on like a house on fire.

What they never thought would happen would be that she would start to deteriorate rapidly through the night.

“I’m sorry.” The doctor spoke after giving their prognosis.

“Wouldn’t a transplant work?” They questioned urgently as the doctor shook his head.

“Her heart is barely beating, she is barely holding on.” He told them.

“There must be something you can do to give us more time.” They pleaded as Lily tried to call out to them. “I’m not ready. I’m not ready.”

“O’pa.” She called as loud as she could. “You’ll be fine.” They shook their head as they looked away, allowing the tears to fall freely. “How do we know if I am a match for Yelena?” She asked him as Y/N turned to look at her.

“You are a match.” He answered her. “But she isn’t at the top of the list.”

“What if I want to give my liver to her.” She told him. “Isn’t there some sort of waver that I can sign?”

“Yes.” He said as Y/N sighed before he turned to face them. “But I need your permission.”

“She has my permission.” They stated shakily. “If this is what she wants to do then I will sign whenever I need to.”

“Thank you O’Pa.” She smiled as the doctor left the room, soon returning to her with papers to sign.

As the days went by, Y/N never left her side, afraid that every second could be her last second.

“Promise me you will find happiness O’Pa.” She rasped out as they nodded, holding her hand.

“I promise.” They smiled tearily. “I love you so much Lily.”

“I love you too O’Pa.” Lily smiled before smirking. “Lena’s sister is pretty and single.”

“Lily. I am not looking for a relationship.” They told her.

“Maybe a friend then, you could use one.” She told them as they nodded.

“Maybe.” They whispered as she took a deep breath.

“I’m tired.” She told them as they gave her a tight lipped smile, tears filling their eyes.

“Sleep sweetheart.” They ran their hand through her hair, humming the lullaby she had always loved since she was a baby. Time felt as though it had frozen as they waited for the machines to beep constantly before stopping. Once the doctor had entered the room, muting the monitor before calling time of death. Y/N cried silently as they kissed her forehead one last time. Soon getting up and leaving the room for a moment as they prepared her for organ donation. Racing against time as they hooked her up to a bypass to remove the available organs.

“Y/N?” Nat questioned as she approached Y/N, a coffee in her hand. “No.” She whispered as they just nodded.

“She’s gone.” They spoke barely above a whisper. “The only person I had is gone. I have nothing left.”

“I’m so sorry.” Nat rested her hand on their back as they leaned forward.

“I’m going to be sick.” They started to run towards the bathroom, hurling themselves into an empty stall and vomiting the contents from their stomach. They collapsed to the floor beside the toilet, sobbing as they hugged their legs.

“Y/N!” Natasha ran to them, hugging them as they cried. “Is there someone I can call?”

“Pietro.” They whispered. “He’s been my best friend for years.” They handed her their phone after unlocking it. She soon found Pietro’s contact in the phone and dialed it.

“Hey Y/N/N.” He spoke as he answered the phone.

“Hi, is this Pietro?” Nat spoke.

“Yeah, where’s Y/N?” He questioned.

“They’re at the hospital, it’s bad.” Nat told him.

“It’s Lily isn’t it.” He spoke as a mere observation.

“Yeah.” She whispered. “They need you, Pietro, or someone.”

“I’m on my way.” He told her as soon as he hung up, heading straight from work to the hospital.

“He’s on his way.” Nat told them as they nodded.

“Thank you.” They whispered as they looked up at her. “How’s Lena?” They asked as they got to their feet.

“She is in surgery.” Nat told them. “They finally found a liver.” She watched their expression through the mirror. “It was Lily’s.”

“It was what she wanted.” They told her, a sad smile on her face. “She knew she was dying, she had known for years. She was ready.”

Y/N had soon accepted their daughter’s death, slowly moving forward with their life as she wanted. Returning to their apartment and work, slowly getting everything back to normal.

Of course, their ex never showed up, even after they had sent her a simple text, explaining the whole situation. She still never came to say goodbye to their daughter.

“Hey.” They heard a familiar voice as they waited in line at the coffee shop.

“Nat, hi.” They smiled at her. “How are you and Lena?”

“We are both great.” She beamed as she joined their side. “She is now cleared from the hospital.”

“That’s great to hear.” They beamed as Nat smiled.

“How have you been? I wanted to try and reach out to you sooner but.” She started as they shook their head with a small smile.

“That’s ok, and I have been coping.” They told her. “It’s slowly getting easier to get up as each day comes but I still miss her.” The two soon ordered their coffees and sat down at a table outside. Nat watched as Y/N lit up a cigarette. “But being back in the office has made it all bearable.”

“That’s great.” She smiled proudly at their progress.

“A friend of mine is hosting a barbecue this Saturday, would you and Lena like to join me?” They asked her as she smiled shyly.

“Yeah, Lena would love it too.” She answered them as they smiled.

“Great, here is my number, text me your address and I’ll pick you both up.” They told her as they handed her a card before getting up with their coffee in their hand. “I have to get back to the office. I’ll see you both on Saturday.” Nat waved goodbye as she watched them walk away through the crowded streets, a smile on her face as she watched them disappear.

“Do you think this is a good idea?” Wanda asked Y/N as they joined her and Vis for dinner. “Lily gave her liver to her sister.”

“I know.” They nodded. “But I just feel at ease with her, at the hospital, she was my only friend.”

“I’m sorry.” Wanda whispered as Y/N shook their head no.

“Wanda, you have the twins to think about, Pietro has work and Mon is pregnant. I didn’t expect any of you to put your lives on hold for me.” They told her confidently. “But Nat was a friend to me during the hardest time of my life.”

“I just don’t want you to get hurt.” She told them as they kissed her head.

“I know.” They smiled before helping her set the table. Everyone tried to make them feel as normal as possible.

“Y/N.” Vis spoke up as they all sat at the table. “I found her, Sharon.”

“Yeah?” They questioned curiously.

“I still have the divorce papers you had written up and signed, ready to send to her.” He informed them as they nodded.

“Send them.” They told him. “I am ready to cut all ties with her.”

“I will be sure to deliver them myself.” Vision told them as they nodded, a small smile on their face as everyone sat down, eating dinner as normal as can be.

The day of Wanda’s barbecue came around and Y/N was nervous about picking up Nat and Lena, bringing them to meet their family you may as well say.

“Hey.” They greeted as Nat answered the door. “Are you both ready?”

“Yeah, Lena’s just getting her bag.” Nat told them with a smile. Once the three of them were situated in the car, Y/N started the journey to Wanda’s. Nat was bouncing her leg up and down nervously as Lena listened to her music through her headphones.

“It’s going to be ok Nat.” Y/N reassured her, giving her knee a squeeze.

“I know I shouldn’t be nervous because it isn’t like we’re in a relationship.” She thought she said something wrong as Y/N’s smile faltered. “Not that being with you would be a bad thing because quite frankly, I would consider myself lucky if I was with you.”

“It’s ok Nat.” They smiled. “Although Wanda may be the tough one to convince, she is like a sister. Her, Pietro and I grew up together. She was the one who helped me adjust to helping Lily even though she had the twins.”

“She sounds special.” Nat whispered as Y/N nodded.

“She really is.” They confirmed as they soon pulled up in Wanda’s driveway. Helping both Lena and Nat out of the car before leading them up to the door, letting themselves in and heading straight to the yard, Pietro manning the grill, the twins running around as Wanda conversed with Monica.

“Y/N!” The twins ran straight towards them, running straight into their arms, catching the attention of the three adults.

“Hey mini Maximoffs.” Y/N beamed as they hugged the two of them.

“Y/N.” Monica smiled as she greeted them with a hug, soon followed by Wanda.

“This is Natasha and Yelena.” They introduced the two as Monica smiled, introducing herself before she decided to help the twins with something.

“Hi.” Nat squeaked out as she shook Wanda’s hand, holding her firm gaze with a smile on her face.

“It’s so nice to meet you.” Wanda smiled as she looked between the two sisters. “Thank you for looking out for this one when we couldn’t.”

“Wanda.” Y/N groaned. “I.” They started before Wanda cut them off.

“She was still the one who helped you through it more than the rest of us, and Lily would be thankful for this woman.” She told them firmly as Y/N nodded, giving Wanda another side hug before disappearing to help Pietro. “So, what is your relationship with Y/N?” Wanda asked as she and Nat disappeared inside to prepare the salad.

“I don’t really know what we are.” Nat spoke honestly. “We’re friends I guess but is it wrong to want more?”

“No.” Wanda smiled at her. “It’s never wrong to want more than you get.” She turned to look at Nat who was watching them talk with Yelena. “I watched them go through heartbreak, three times in their life.” Nat listened to her words intently. “I watched their life slowly slip away when they received Lily’s diagnosis, then when their ex left the two of them, and thirdly only months ago. Lily was the best thing that they had in their life and how they remained by her side everyday up until the very end. It shows me just how strong they truly are and they need someone to remind them of that, especially when they get sucked back into the darkness.” She looked at Nat. “Maybe that person could be you, you could be their light in the darkness.”

“So, what is it with you and my sister?” Lena questioned as Y/N sat beside her.

“We’re friends.” They started as they soon heard some commotion from the house. Getting up and heading straight inside to see the woman they never wanted to see again.

“Y/N, can we at least talk about this.” She asked as she held up the divorce papers.

“They need to be signed by you and then I can be free of you.” They told her bluntly.

“Can we at least work this out?” She asked as she pointed between the two of them. “It’s what Lily would want.”

“You have no right to say her name!” They growled as they stepped closer to her. “She was my daughter! Not yours because you ran away as soon as it got real. You abandoned her when she needed us both.” They took a deep breath as tears formed in their eyes. “Do you want to know what she asked me before she died? She wondered if you would miss her! Even though she hadn’t seen you in years, she still had good thoughts about you, and I never had the heart to tell her the truth about you being a fucking coward.” They took a deep breath as everyone listened. “So do me one favor and sign those god damn papers because I don’t want to be married to you. I haven’t for years because I lost hope that you would come home years ago. Hell, I was stupid to hold onto that hope that you would return.”

“Y/N?” She tried again shakily.

“JUST FUCKING SIGN THEM!!” They yelled as they stepped closer. “I WANT OUT!!!! SO JUST SIGN THEM!!”

“Sharon, I suggest you sign them and leave.” Wanda told her firmly as Pietro held Y/N back against the wall, allowing them to calm down. Sharon looked over their broken state, seeing that the Y/N she knew was gone, she no longer knew who they were.

“Ok.” She whispered as Wanda handed her a pen, watching over her as she signed them before leaving.

“Are you ok?” Wanda asked them as they looked in her eyes.

“I’m so sorry Wanda. I never wanted to lose myself. Not in your home.” They whispered as she shook her head.

“It’s perfectly understandable.” She told them before pulling them in for a hug.

The drive back to Natasha’s apartment was silent, once they had pulled up, they walked the two of them to the door. Lena gave a quick wave before disappearing to her room, leaving Nat and Y/N alone.

“I’m sorry about earlier.” They told her. “Neither you or Lena should have witnessed that.”

“It’s ok Y/N.” She told them as she took their hand in hers, they looked at their hands together and it felt right. “I understand why.”

“But it was disrespectful.” They pressed on.

“I can see how Lily was so caring and mature for her age.” Nat whispered as Y/N’s eyes snapped to hers.

“Lily.” They nodded as they took their hand away from hers. “I have to go.” They told her, walking away towards the elevator, Nat closed the door, leaning against it as Y/N made it all the way to their car. “Fuck.”

With that, they ran inside the building and up the stairs, running as fast as they could before knocking frantically on the door.

“Y/N?” Nat spoke confused, only to be cut off by them cupping her face and kissing her passionately. “What?”

“I needed to do that.” They whispered. “I don’t know where or when I started falling for you but I have and I made a promise.” They told her as their foreheads pressed together. “I promised Lily and I intend to keep that promise.”

“What was the promise?” She asked softly.

“To find happiness again.” They told her. “And that’s how I feel when I am around you, I feel free to feel how I feel.” They sighed as they looked in her eyes. “I am free to find myself again.”

“When you do find yourself, then take me on a date.” She told them as they nodded. “But not until your divorce is finalised and you know who you are again.”

“I will.” They nodded before kissing her once more, walking away with a wide smile on their face. Finally free to feel more than just pain and grief.

@natsbraids was it better and happier than my others? ;)

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Better than your Mother

Stepfather!Reader x Stepdaughter!Natasha

Summary: Natasha is better at certain things than her mother.

Warnings: smut, legal age gap, stepcest, daddy kink, praise, dirty talk, fingering, vaginal, oral, masturbating, spanking, pet names, cockwarming, multiple orgasms, studying naked, character death, eavesdropping

Enjoy!

It was a Friday night when you were working in your home office. Some last-minute emails needed to be sent out before the weekend, and as the good employee you are, you offered to do that. Your wife was out of town for the month because of work. You loved her, you do, but sometimes you want something else...someone else.

The day you were introduced to her daughter was a day you would never forget. Her beauty was beyond measure. At the time she was 19 years old and left her hometown a year ago to go to college. When the both of you shook hands you could have sworn you felt an electrical shock. Each year Natasha started to look more beautiful. When she was visiting her mother and you, you had to hide the tightness in your pants. Sometimes it felt like she was flirting with you, but you threw that idea out of the window as fast as possible. She was your wife's daughter forsakes. Slowly but certainly forbidden thoughts about your stepdaughter started to capture your mind again. When you were fucking your wife, her mother, you started to imagine her underneath you. How would she feel around your cock? Would she be better than her mother? The spicing up of your adventures in the bedroom didn't get unnoticed by your wife, but she thought it was because of her, boy was she wrong.

The time ticked and when it was 10 in the evening you had finally sent out the last mail. You leaned back and stretched your back while cracking your knuckles. There was nothing on your calendar for the weekend, so you could finally relax and recover from all the hard work you had been doing lately. Standing up you headed to the kitchen where a bottle of whisky was waiting for you on the counter. Before you could open it the bell rang. As far as you knew you didn't expect anyone, especially at this time on a Friday night. Peeping through the hole in the door you saw the person you had been fantasizing about at work today. It even got so bad you had to leave a work meeting to masturbate in the bathroom. You opened the door and she looked at you with an unknown look in her eyes. "Hey, Y/N. I'm sorry for showing up unannounced this time of day, but me and my roommate had a huge fight and I don't want to be around them tonight so I wondered if I can stay here for the night and maybe the weekend if that is okay with you of course!" "Of course, Natasha! This is still your home. Please come in, it's freezing outside." You took a step to the side so she could walk in.

When the both of you arrived in the kitchen you offered her a drink. The both of you sat at the counter in comfortable silence for a while before you broke it and asked her about school. "It's going well. I love the courses and most teachers are lovely. There is one course that I do have a little trouble with though. Economics is killing me and the extra lessons from my teacher aren't helping me." "I'm sorry to hear that Economics isn't working out for you like the rest. Maybe I can help you. I'm pretty good at it." Her eyes lit up at you anwer, "you would? Thank you so much y/n. You're a lifesaver!" She jumped up from her seat and hugged you tight. The hug felt so great. A little too great. You felt yourself getting hard so you pushed her softly away before she could feel it. "I need to finish up some last-minute work, but tomorrow I'm all yours. Make yourself comfortable, I see you tomorrow morning." Before she could answer you walked away, back to your office. The moment you were seated in your chair you zipped down your zipper and pulled out your throbbing cock. At the thought of Natasha, you started to slowly masturbate, imagining it is her hand pleasuring you.

Natasha was secretly listening to your soft moans on the other side of the door. She had set her eyes on you the moment she met you. The feeling she got from your handshake had left a permanent mark on her. Over time Natasha fell more for you and she knew you had feelings for her too, she just had to get you to act on them. She flirted with you whenever she was near you or innocently touched you. The effect she had on you was clear to her, just like the erection you just walked away with. Today was the day she finally was gonna stake her claim on you. Silently she walks away from your office door and heads to her old bedroom. She got rid of her clothes as fast as she could. Standing before her mirror she looks at herself while sensually sliding her hands over her body. "God, I look so hot." The thoughts of you and what you're gonna do to her make her dripping wet in between her legs. With a fast but silent pace, Natasha walked to your bedroom. The first thing she did was open your wardrobe and feel all your clothes. They smelled like you. When she found the drawer with your boxershorts she took one out and put it on before walking to the kingsize bed in the middle of the room. Natasha laid down on her back in the middle of her back with her head on your pillow. Her eyes closed and she started to fantasize about you. Images about you fucking in your and her mother's shared bed shoot through her head. Her hand slipped under the fabric of your underwear towards her wet pussy. Two fingers slipped in between her fold with ease. Load moans left her mouth. And so did your name.

With a loud moan, you came into your fist. After wiping your hand clean with a handkerchief you made your way toward the kitchen, but when you walked by your bedroom strange noises could be heard from it. Putting your ear onto the door you could hear moans and someone calling your name. Not someone. Natasha. Carefully you opened the door en peeked through the small crack. What you saw made your jaw hit the ground. There she was, half naked in all glory spread out on your bed with her fingers deep inside of her. A small puddle of her wetness had leaked through your boxers down onto the sheets. The room smelt like pure sex. The hardness in your pants that you had just gotten rid of had returned. "O, y/n, yes right there." Her eyes were closed while she was moaning out your name. Hearing her say your name like that was like a wet dream. High squealed moans filled the room and you noticed she was getting close to her release. That just wouldn't do. Silently you crept into your bedroom, locking the door behind you. With each step you came closer you felt your body getting hotter. When Natasha reached the edge and was about to fall off of it someone ripped her fingers out of her throbbing pussy. Her eyes shot open and she looked right into yours. "What do you think you're doing, young lady?" Slight fear overtook Natasha's body at your statement. Did she read you wrong? Didn't you want her? Those thoughts left her mind at your next words. "I didn't give your permission to cum, did I?" You took her wet fingers into your mouth and sucked them clean. "God, you taste so good. Even better than I imagined." Without any warnings, you placed yourself on the edge of the bed and manhandled her on her stomach onto your lap. She could feel your bulge against her stomach. One hand was placed in between her shoulder blades while the other slid your boxers off of her. "You're a bad girl, Natasha and bad girls get punished until they're good girls. You're not allowed to touch your pretty pussy without asking me anymore and you're definitely not allowed to cum without my permission. I want you to count. Every time you mess up I start over. Do you understand, baby?" This was a dream coming through for both of you. She was right, you did want her. "Y-yes, y/n." "You know, How much I love hearing you say my name there is another name you should be calling me since I'm married to your mother. From now on you can call me...daddy." "Yes, daddy." God, hearing her call you that definitely did something to you. Your first hits had a pattern in it, but after eleven times you changed it, which made her make a mistake. After 50 spanks you had finally stopped. Her asscheeks were burning, while her pussy was throbbing. You carefully placed her onto her stomach on the bed. "Wait here, sweets. Daddy's gonna grab something for your sore ass." You came back with some creme and sat on her legs. With care, you massaged her butt while applying the creme. It didn't go unnoticed by you that she was dripping wet, but before you took care of that you wanted to attend to her red ass. Aftercare is important. "You did so good for Daddy, baby girl. Taking your punishment so well. Relax and let me take care of your sore ass. After that, I will take care of the feeling in between your legs."

When you were done cherishing her reddened skin you riddened yourself off your clothes, placing them folded neatly on the nightstand. Taking out a condom from the drawer, you put it on and rubbed some lube onto your thick shaft. Walking back to Natasha, who is still laying on her stomach on the bed, you took in her beautiful body. Kneeling on the bed with both your knees on the outside of her legs you placed your hands on her asscheeks and spread them apart, her wet pussylips in sight. Bowing down you licked a stripe in between her folds. A moan escaped her mouth at your unexpected action. She wanted to push her ass up, but you kept her down. "Stay still, baby. Let Daddy do all the work for now." Her hands were gripping the sheets, knuckles turning white when she felt two of your fingers enter her. She felt so warm around your fingers, you couldn't imagine how good she would feel around your cock. Twirling and scizzoring your fingers around in her tight hole you slowly open her up. Her little whines made you feel euphoric. "Your hole feels so tight, baby girl. Has anyone ever taken you from behind?" No one has. She had a few sexual encounters over the years, but nothing did it for her. Most men pushed in, thrusted a few times, and after they came left, thinking she automatically came too. "No, daddy. They only wanted to took me from the front and they didn't even make me cum. They lasted only seconds and left." Hearing her say that she had others didn't surprise you, but it still made you a little jealous. It somehow made you feel a little better that they had never made her cum. You were planning on changing that. "Oh, poor baby. Those college boys are not good enough for a princess like you. Let me show you how a real man does it." Deciding she was stretched out enough you pulled out your fingers, making her whine, and licked them off. "Baby, one day I'm gonna make you masturbate above a bowl so I can drink more of your delicious juices." You layed flat on top of her, leaning on your forearms, which were placed on each side of her head, for support so your full weight wasn't on her small body. With one hand you brought your cock in between her cheeks. Her eyes shut when you started pushing in inch by inch. After she had time to adjust you started thrusting. It was slow but firm. It was perfect so she thought. The tip of your cock brushed against the right spot. Each time it reached it a moan left her mouth. Being worked up from her punishment and not being able to finish her masturbating session she soon reached the edge. "D-daddy. Please, can I cum? I need to cum." You kissed the back of her head, "Good girl, asking for permission. Cum for me, cum for daddy." Before you could even finish your sentence she came, drowning your cock in her juices.

After you slipped out of her you got rid of the condom and layed beside her. With newfound energy, Natasha crawled onto your lap, "You didn't cum, daddy. Let me return the favor." Before you could answer she sunk onto your cock and started riding you. Her nails dug deep into your chest, you were sure they would leave marks behind but you couldn't care less at the moment. Her breasts bounced up and down and the only thought in your mind at that moment was that you wanted them in your mouth. Taking her hands from your chest to place them on your shoulders, you sat up and started sucking hickeys on her breasts. "Baby, look at you. You are so beautiful, but you look even better with my marks on you." Her mind was empty and the only thing she was thinking about was fucking you. Hursting your hips upwards, you match her pace. Her walls were gripping you tight and you felt yourself getting closer and closer. "Please, daddy. Cum for me, cum in me. Fill me up with your seed." "You want that, princess. I'm gonna stuff you full with my cum and make sure you stay full from now on. You're my beautiful little cum dump." "Oh, Yes, daddy. Fill me up. I want your seed deep inside of me. Please, cum for me, daddy." It didn't take long for you to release. Feeling her walls being painted she reached her second orgasm. When you were back from seeing the stars you kisses her with passion. "You did so well, baby. But I didn't give you permission to cum a second time, did I?" Her eyes widened. You hadn't. You grinned at her while stroking her face.

Remembering what she had told you earlier this evening you had come up with the perfect punishment. You were seated in your office with Natasha on your lap with your cock stuffed deep inside of her while you help her study economics. Every time she moved you would spank her pussy until she learned. After an hour of studying you closed her book. "You know, you are better at economics than your mother. I believe in you that you will pass your test, baby." You place your strong arms around her and bring her back against your front, cuddling her up against you. "I-Iove you, daddy." her voice is trembling. You take her jaw in your hand and turn it to the side so can look at you over her shoulder, "I love you too, baby. So much. I want you, only you. But before that, I have to take care of some things. I want to give all of me to you as you give all of you to me." You bring her into a kiss, tongues battling for the upper hand while you slowly slide down your hand to her clit.

It's wrong. Both of you know it. You cheated on your wife and she betrayed her mother. But how can you stop something so strong as love? That evening the both of you slept peacefully in your and your wife's cleaned bed. Both still very naked and Natasha snuggled against you.

The morning after you were woken up by a heavenly feeling. Pulling up the sheets you were met with the sight of Natasha sucking you off. When she looked up at you she had a look of lust in her green eyes. She played with your balls and made sure to swallow every drop of cum when you spurted it in her mouth. "That was a lovely surprise to wake up to baby," you said when she crawled back up while kissing your body in the meantime. She pecked your lips and stood up from the bed, walking seductively towards the bathroom. "Are you coming, daddy? Or am I have to shower alone?" She asks sweetly before she disappears into the attached bathroom. It takes you a few seconds to process what just happened but when it does you jump up and join her in the shower, soon pushing her against the glass and fucking her again. Rough. And while the steam covers up your sinful act both of your phone screens fill up with missed calls and unread messages.

[Y/N, mom here. I hope you're okay. I heard about the plane crash and I'm so sorry. Please call me back.]

[Natasha, your father here. I know we don't have the best relationship but after hearing this news I don't think you're supposed to be alone. I'm coming over. See you in an hour. Love you.]

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Hey :》

What about Nat being a mom for her kids while she is still working for shield as the black widow?

Have a nice day or night!!!

The black widow as a mom

Word count: 1328

Summary: Natasha has to handle three kids plus being the black widow. A hard task.

Pairing: slight Natasha Romanoff x gn!neutral reader.

Warnings: none

None: It took me real long to finish this request, I hope you like it and please let me know if you see any mistakes! This is also way shorter than I wanted it to be, let me know if you would like a part 2 :(

So, one would think Natasha is perfectly capable of handling three kids and a job as a spy for SHIELD, right?

Well, that’s right, she is. But it is certainly not as easy as she and her partner thought it would be.

First of all and probably the question she made herself the most, why were they so bad at timing?

I mean, yeah, they’re kids, but everytime they would call her, she was always doing something dangerous that needed her complete attention.

But her kids were always gonna be first.

In the middle of an interrogation, a phone started ringing. To be oddly specific, Nats phone started ringing from her purse. Damn it! she thought, how did she forget to leave her normal phone at home and bring her work phone with her? it probably had something to do with her partner suggesting it was a good idea to buy THE SAME PHONE twice, since the second one would be cheaper, she couldn’t believe she let them take that offer.

“So, what do we have here?” One of the men in front of her took the phone out and read from the screen the contact name: “Honey”. His face instantly brightened up as he stared at the screen, that wasn’t a good sign. “Here is what’s gonna happen, darling. I’ll let you answer the call so you can reassure your little ´honey´ you are ok” he smiled “then we will keep talking and maybe you’ll see them again, are we clear?”

“As water” she answered, with a side smirk before getting to answer the call. As soon as she did, she heard a loud set of laughter that she could recognize everywhere.

“Mama, you sure took your time to answer” it was Yakov, the oldest. After that, she swears she could hear Irina tell him to hurry up.

“Hi, baby. Is everything okay at home?” a suddenly calming voice got out of her mouth, it was always so warm talking with them. But she needed this call to end as soon as possible.

“Yeah, umm” the only thing she could hear was his breathing, that got her a little worried. She was already holding her own “The responsible adult that was supposed to take care of us left like fifteen minutes ago to the grocery store” He meant their parent, he was always the sassy one “And we don’t have a clue on where the cheese is so we can make some sandwiches…We thought maybe you knew, do you?”

And she obviously did, it was in the fridge, at the bottom, as always. She sighed.

It was actually kind of refreshing to have your kids asking the most silly question at the worst moments, she was gonna give them that.

It wasn’t their fault, after all, the only thing they knew about her job is that sometimes she would run into Captain America or Thor and that “wasn’t a big deal”.

She knew they thought that she was a cashier close to the avengers tower. Sometimes, she wishes that was true.

It got a little more complicated when her middle child started a tantrum because she wanted to go with her on the “bring your kid to work” day.

Don’t get her wrong, Natasha LOVED her kids more than anything, she was grateful everyday for them and to finally have a family with the person she loved the most, but sometimes they were too much. By too much she didn’t mean annoying or anything related, they were just…special.

Out of nowhere, she found herself walking to the store next to the Avengers tower, holding the little hand of her daughter while she tried to hide her face under a pair of sunglasses (thanks, Steve). Both went inside the little shop called Iron-Groceries and started walking through every corner.

“Soooo…this is where mama works” said the little girl, with a little spark of disappointment on her voice “I was expecting something better”

“Were you?” Natasha couldn’t help but let a giggle get out of her mouth “You do know I never said I worked here, right?” Nat got on her knees to speak clearly with her daughter, tapping her forehead with her finger “You just assumed that, baby”.

“Well, yeah…” accepted the shorter one, a bit ashamed “But you always refuse to tell us what is your work about and I was excited to think of you as the most beautiful cashier to EVER exist” while saying ever, she made sure to draw a giant circle with her hands, Natasha thought that she was very, very wrong when she believed that she couldn’t love her kids more.

“How about we buy some chocolates and go to the exhibition of ironman at the bottom of the tower, would you like that?” Said the redhead, feeling incapable of stopping her smile.

To be completely honest, the most difficult part for Nat wasn’t receiving strange calls during her missions or getting mistaken as a cashier.

It was always going to be the fact that she was missing important moments of her kids' lives because she couldn't risk being recognised or she was too busy with work.

School events? never. Doctor appointments? Not even dreaming. Dinner with the mothers of the other kids at school? Maybe she didn’t miss that one so much.

She was always sad everytime she needed to leave.

Watching their little eyes water whenever she said she wouldn’t come back in a few days.

It never failed to break her heart.

But there was ONE thing she would never miss.

she would always turn down any mission she had just to take her youngest kid to the optics so he could get new glasses.

She was never gonna regret that.

Standing in front of the store, with her little boy in her arms, both had a confused look on their faces. They had so many options, from red to purple glasses to big and small frames. It was never an easy decision, the hour and a half that they already spent there was proof.

“I think I want the blue ones, mama” Exhaled the blond boy, trying to make up his mind. Kind of tired even if he wasn’t touching the floor at all to stand.

“Do you? last week you said you wanted black ones, to look cool at kindergarten” She said, looking at him with a tiny smile.

“Yeah, I do” He said, so sure of himself that even Nat felt confident with his decision.

“Well, let’s go then” she reaffirmed him on her side and began to walk inside the store, but just before she could get fully inside, the little guy spoke.

“But maybe the yellow ones…” and there Natasha could sense another hour and a half coming for them.

She wasn’t expecting Fury to be happy as soon as she went back, since she clearly told him this was only going to take twenty minutes. She grabbed her baby’s cheek and left a kiss there, followed by many others as his laugh only got her to feel even more tempted to never stop. All this time was never a waste.

There is not much more to say about this, but maybe we could finish talking about the rough days, the end of those to be more specific.

After dealing with everything involving her three kids and her job, there was nothing more delightful than laying on bed with her loved one.

Just feeling the back of her arm being calmly touched in little rounded forms at night was enough to get her realizing that everything was more than worth it.

She would sleep like a tree, being the little spoon after tiring days and sometimes sharing her bed with one of the kids if not all of them.

She would definitively put her phone in flying mode, never wanting to bother her little family with working calls in the middle of the night.

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