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She's A Phenomenon - Part 2

You can read Part 1 here

Warnings/Tags: NSFW 18+ Content! Trans Woman Natasha, Smut, Fluff, First Time Blow Jobs, Implied Anal Play, Pre-Surgery Natasha, Natasha has a Penis, Explicit Sexual Content, Explicit Language.

Word Count: 4.3k

Wanda would never be able to truly understand just how important her unconditional love and support was to her girlfriend. However, seeing the woman she loved grow in confidence and self assurance more and more with every day that passed with her by her side was probably as close as she figured she would get. It wasn’t necessarily anything that had been said, but rather how Natasha seemed to carry herself both when she was alone and around the others. When she was alone with Wanda, she was free to exist in whichever way she pleased, and she did so happily. The love they’d made that night for the first time being a catalyst that Natasha had never known she’d needed.

She didn’t hide any part of her body from her girlfriend now, her confidence mostly unwavering as she allowed herself to exist naturally and without the intense desire to hide parts of herself away. She still had her bad days from time to time, but the Sokovian could still see that her girlfriend was pushing through them with all the strength she could muster. While it had seemed like a switch had flipped overnight for the Russian, Wanda knew it was still going to be a steady journey forward with more hills to climb. Alas, it wasn’t anything she wasn’t more than willing to do for her love.

Curled up in a chair with a book, the brunette was disturbed by the soft padding of socked feet on the floor as her girlfriend glided into the room to dig through the cupboards in the kitchen for something to eat. Green eyes trailed along her silhouette with a soft smile before her gaze was zeroing in on the light grey material hanging low on the Russians hips. Feeling her mouth drying up, Wanda licked her lips and lowered her book slightly to continue staring at the ethereal entity before her. When Natasha spun around on her toes victoriously with her acquired snack in hand, she grinned at Wanda and began making her way over to her girlfriend.

Wanda marked her current page before her book was tossed onto the coffee table nearby before her arms were engulfed by the warm weight of her girlfriend in her lap. Natasha smiled down at the witch, happily chewing on her food as she snuggled in close to her and wiggled her hips slightly to readjust her position and get comfortable. Wanda’s breath hitched as her eye’s locked on the obvious bulge hidden beneath the grey bottoms her love was wearing, her hands freezing in place as she felt her brain short circuit. Natasha wasn’t even hard, but the material was tight enough to mould itself around all of her curves, and just maybe the light grey colour was skewing the Sokovian’s train of thought.

Tightening her hold around the older woman, Wanda licked her lips and nestled her head further into Natasha’s chest as a way to both get closer to her and be able to stare at the view unobstructed. While this was not a sight that was new to her by any means, it was the first time Wanda had ever seen Natasha willingly wear something that was so obvious. The confidence from the red head left her reeling slightly, and she chewed on her bottom lip as her hand squeezed a muscular thigh. Turning her head to press worshipping kisses along the warm skin of Natasha’s chest above her sports bra, the Sokovian sighed happily and used the arm wrapped around her girlfriend’s back to tug her closer.

The Russian blushed, being very aware of just what had caught Wanda’s attention as soon as she had sat down. While she had felt more comfortable in her skin than ever before, she had yet to tell the other’s about her secret. Before being with Wanda she wasn’t sure she ever would, but the acceptance that she had from her girlfriend had only solidified her resolve. She was Natasha Romanoff, and anybody that disagreed wouldn’t be around her long enough to make it worth her while retaliating. Clint knew, of course, as did Coulson, Maria, and Fury but she had stopped the intel from spreading any further than that, and instead had used every trick in the book to make it impossible for anyone else to find out before she could tell them. Today though, when she had woken up curled around Wanda’s sleepy frame and had noticed the weather outside was perfect for a run, her mood had brightened considerably and aided her in taking yet another step forward.

The grey joggers donning her hips were by no means subtle, she was well aware of the cliche about them, but part of her had decided to embrace that part of herself just as much as Wanda had when she first found out. Besides, teasing her love struck girlfriend would always be considered a worthwhile event in the red head’s eyes. Tilting the witch’s head back, Natasha met her lips is a slow but deep kiss. Wanda moaned quietly, her hands rubbing along the bare skin of her back and the soft material on her thigh. The Russian sighed happily, sinking into her girlfriend’s embrace and sucking the woman’s bottom lip into her mouth to nibble on the plump flesh. A strong hand squeezed her thigh, a gust of air brushing against her face as Wanda lost the air in her lungs before she was being brought into a soulful kiss full of tongue and nipping teeth.

She could feel arousal pulling in her stomach in response to both Wanda’s wandering hands and her enthusiasm seeping through their bond to settle warmly in her chest. While they weren’t insatiable by any means, their first time had broken the ice between them until all that was left was their passion and adoration of one another. A breathy whimper escaped her mouth when the witch’s hand brushed higher on her thigh than she had expected it to, and she tore her lips away from her girlfriend’s to gulp down air and bask in the sensation of wet kisses spreading across her chest and along the side of her throat. Before she could connect their lips once more, the distant sound of footsteps stole Natasha’s attention, her head snapping up in the direction of the door before relaxing when she recognised it to only be Tony and Clint.

Wanda grumbled at being interrupted, her hand moving down her leg to her knee and tugging the woman so she was curled into her lap more and her back was towards the open plan of the room. She bit her lip at the feeling of her semi brushing against her girlfriend’s stomach, before settling down in her embrace and trying to calm herself down so they could move safely from their current public room to the privacy of their bedroom. The men joined them in the room a few moments later, with Clint continuing towards the kitchen and Tony breaking away to move towards the couple with the intention of taking over the TV.

“Hey lovebirds, you’re not defiling my chair are you?”

Natasha rolled her eyes but a smug smile tugged at her lips anyway.

“Well, not yet. We were rudely interrupted before we got that far.”

A chuckle escaped Wanda’s lips at the man’s playful scowl, but his own lazy smirk danced across his features. Clint joined the group with a bowl of popcorn, settling down in the spare seat between Tony and the couple before making himself comfortable in the couch cushions. Nodding his head at the women, he stole the remote from Tony’s hand and directed his attention to the screen in an endeavour to find something entertaining to watch.

“Now Romanoff, you don’t have to be so spiteful. If you don’t want to be cock blocked then you shouldn’t try and seduce your girlfriend in the common area. Actually, cock block probably wouldn’t be the correct term here. Is it clit blo-”

Tony was cut off by Natasha standing from the witch’s lap and turning to face Tony with a raised eyebrow as she offered a hand out to her girlfriend. Wanda took it with a smile, and she grinned at Natasha before pressing a deep kiss to her lips and sauntering away from her towards their room. Natasha watched her go, her eyes locked on the sway of her girlfriend’s hips before turning back to Tony and smirking.

“Oh no, the term is definitely cock blocking. But it’s alright, she knows what she’s doing.”

Clint choked on his drink before a loud laugh escaped him. A proud smile was on his face as he turned to Tony whose eyes were locked on the low hanging waistband of Natasha’s joggers as she moved to collect Wanda’s abandoned book. His eyes widened slightly before snapping up to look at the red head with a shit eating grin on his face.

“Looks like Romanoff is packing heat after all. Not bad at all.” With a nod of his head, Tony sent her a wink and settled down to watch whatever Clint had thrown on while he was distracted.

Natasha felt a warm sensation at the easy acceptance, and felt Clint lean his arm out just enough that it brushed against her leg as she passed him - the silent support and congratulations for her bravery was clear. With a smile, Natasha carried on past the men towards her room, but not before her hand was briefly squeezing Tony’s shoulder in thanks. He never said anything, but he didn’t have to. Natasha was sure she already knew what he would have said anyway. Picking up the pace to return to her girlfriend faster, she grinned all the way to her room and wasn’t surprised at all to find herself engulfed in a flaming kiss that had her back pinned against her closed bedroom door.

“Fuck, you’re so sexy when you get cocky like that.”

Wanda kissed her again, her hands spreading across her stomach and scratching at her abs before pushing themselves beneath the material of her sports bra to palm at the sensitive flesh of her breasts. Natasha hissed, her head tipping back and her hips thrusting forward in response to the sensations tingling across her nerve endings. Stripping the bra free from her chest, Natasha bent down to lift Wanda up into her arms to carry her back towards the bed. Laying her down gently before following her onto the plush covers, Natasha moaned at the feeling of Wanda’s t-shirt brushing against her nipples. Fitting between her legs, the older woman moaned loudly into her girlfriend’s mouth at the heat radiating from the juncture of her thighs, and the knowledge of the silky heat waiting for her beneath the layers of clothing had her cock aching and twitching in seconds.

Wanda pushed Natasha onto her back quickly towering over her. She shed her top and bra before throwing them towards the laundry basket in the corner of the room, her hips rolling slowly over her girlfriend’s erection as she tweaked the red head’s nipples. Natasha whimpered at a particularly harsh tug, her hips flexing beneath Wanda’s weight before relaxing back onto the bed. The Sokovian grinned at her love, shuffling her weight backwards until she was no longer using it to pin her girlfriend to the bed. Natasha lifted her head from the bed to watch her, and her eyes widened slightly as she watched the witch lean her face down to press hot, wet kisses against her still clothed thighs.

“Wanda I-” A broken moan escaped the woman when warm lips kissed the head of her cock through her clothes.

Wanda locked eyes with the woman before hooking her fingers around the waistband of her clothes and slowly tugging them down. Natasha was awestruck, but not enough that she was unable to help in undressing herself. Her cock was hard and heavy as it rested back against her toned stomach. She could feel the heat of Wanda’s breath brushing against the shaft and her balls, and an involuntary shiver took over her body for a moment. Wanda smirked down at her, inching herself forward slowly as if she were a predator stalking her prey. The Russian decided that she pretty much was. Cunning eyes and a mischievous smile painted over her girlfriend’s face as she settled down between Natasha’s spread legs and returned her attention to the weeping cockhead.

Licking her lips, she lowered her head slowly before letting her lips gently press a kiss onto the warm flesh. Natasha gasped, her hands wrapping in the bed sheets beneath her for something to hold onto as the new sensation lit her nerve endings on fire. Another kiss was pressed against her cock before she was watching Wanda lick her lips and descend again. The heat was something else entirely as the witch wrapped her hand around her girlfriend and directed the tip towards her lips. She locked eyes with Natasha once more, waiting for her consent before proceeding. The woman whimpered, her hands flexing in the bedsheets before a rapid nod was sent in the Sokovian’s direction.

“S’ok baby, I’m gonna make you feel good. I promise.” Another kiss to the tip, before a pink tongue was peaking out and licking up the precome beginning to drip down the side.

Natasha whined, her hands tearing through the sheets at the first initial touch before she was spreading her legs wider to allow her girlfriend more access. Taking the reactions as all enthusiastic positivity, the brunette slowly wrapped her lips around her cockhead and laved her tongue around the warm skin. The Russian sobbed in pleasure as she strained to keep her hips steady and not force her girlfriend to do anything she didn’t want to. It seemed she had no reason to worry, however, as the woman slowly lowered her head to engulf more of her cock down the tight, warm embrace of her throat.

Tears gathered in Natasha’s eyes at the sensation. While she wasn’t a virgin by any means, this wasn’t something she had ever experienced. She had given plenty of oral in the past, and she enjoyed the reactions she could pull from her partners, however when they were offering to return the favour she shied away from it. She supposes there was still a part of her that feared the rejection of her partners despite their own identities, but now she’s glad that she did. Having Wanda be one of her firsts made the love burn brightly in her chest, and the resulting moan from Wanda as she felt the love through their bond, triggered her hips to briefly flex upwards towards the sensation.

Pulling back with strong suck had allowed the brunette time to catch her breath while also resulting in her girlfriend moaning loudly in pleasure. Licking her lips and winking, Wanda worked her mouth back down her cock. Instead of stopping like before, Natasha gaped at her in blissful astonishment as her girlfriend kept lowering her head until she was nuzzling into the skin of her stomach. The tip of Wanda’s nose brushed against the soft hair of the happy trail leading down towards her cock. Natasha swore as colours danced behind her closed eyelids, one of her hands abandoning the torn sheets in favour of tangling in brunette locks. Wanda hummed around her girlfriend and felt pride spark in her chest at the resulting thrust and pant from her girlfriend. She knew Natasha was getting close, but she also knew that the woman was holding back from fully giving into the pleasure. Pulling back with a strong suck once more, Wanda used her hand to jerk her girlfriend off while looking her in the eyes.

“You aren’t going to break me baby, I promise. Just give in to it and enjoy yourself. I trust you, detka. Take what you want. I want you to.” Wanda licked from base to tip before engulfing the shaft in the tight heat of her throat once more.

One of her hands descended to fondle her girlfriend’s balls, her hand cradling the sack before squeezing just hard enough that Natasha’s hips were lifting from the mattress. The thrust resulted in her cock being forced further down Wanda’s throat, and the woman openly sobbed at the pleasure travelling up her spine from her girlfriend’s mouth. Wanda’s free hand moved to cover the one in her hair, holding it there as she lifted her head up slightly before using her own hand to guide Natasha’s and force her back down. She did it a few more times before she could feel the woman’s fingers curling in her hair. Removing her hand and resting it on the woman’s thigh, Wanda moaned loudly around her cock and whimpered happily at the resulting thrust.

Natasha groaned as she lifted Wanda’s head before slowly guiding her back down. She alternated between thrusting her hips or moving Wanda’s head, before gaining the courage to do both at once. Wanda whimpered around her and suckled back to the tip before quickly dropping her head back down. Natasha grunted, her hand and hips slowly beginning to find a rhythm as she fucked her girlfriend’s mouth for the first time. The hand massaging her balls slipped on the saliva dripping from her cock to her balls on the next thrust, and the swipe of wet fingers against her ass caused a scream to escape from the confines of the red head’s throat. Her cock twitched and her hand was trying to direct Wanda off her shaft, but instead the woman only sucked harder, lowered her head more and hummed loudly as she pushed her hand forward to brush against her hole once more.

The red head cursed loudly as she felt herself come down her girlfriend’s throat, the rhythmic clench of her throat as she swallowed, sending wave after wave of gut clenching pleasure across her stomach as she cried her release openly into the room. Once she was trembling from the aftershocks and Wanda had cleaned up any stray come from her mouth, the Sokovian was climbing over her girlfriend and pressing a deep kiss to her lips.

“Fuck you looked so sexy getting your dick sucked by me. Your muscles were so tense and your abs when you thrust into my throat? God baby, you’re a vision. You taste so good too I don’t think I’ll ever get enough of you. And the sound you made when my hand moved?”

A guttural groan escaped Wanda's lips as she leaned down to lock their mouths together in a dirty kiss.

Natasha could taste herself on her girlfriend’s tongue, and the twitch of her cock against the bare skin of Wanda’s stomach had the witch moaning into her mouth before her hand was wrapping around her again. Jerking her off slowly before pulling back and stripping the rest of her own clothes off, Wanda only manages to kneel on the bed before shes being pinned down onto the mattress and her girlfriend is grinding her cock between her soaked pussy lips. Grunting deeply into the witch’s ear with every thrust, Wanda wrapped her arms around her girlfriend’s neck and thrust her hips back in response. God, there was nothing sexier than Natasha Romanoff hovering above her.

Mounting her would probably be the more accurate term, the more Wanda thought about it. She was chest down on the mattress, her ass in the air and grinding against her girlfriend’s cock as the woman in question covered her body with her own. Her nipples were brushing against the bare skin of Wanda’s back, and her arms were planted on either side of her head to support her weight as she circled her hips to coat her dick in the wetness dripping from her. Before she could say anything else, Natasha was pulling her hips away before bottoming out in one thrust. A choked scream escaped her throat as she buried her face in the bed below her, her fingers tightening their grip on the sheets to hold herself steady.

Natasha growled low in her throat, the sound animalistic and gravelly as she started up a quick pace of pounding into her girlfriend. She was resting on her forearms, and Wanda turned her head to watch the flex of her biceps as she was railed into the mattress. She loved when Natasha got like this; all grunts and moans with sharp, quick thrusts and nipping teeth. It was invigorating for Wanda to be at the centre of this Goddess’ attention and desire. Pushing herself backward to meet the woman’s next thrust, Wanda whined loudly at the tingling sensation spreading across her lower abdomen. Every time, without fail, Natasha knew exactly how to fuck her.

“Sh-hi-it… Fuck. You tasted so good, baby.” Wanda gasped at the sharp thrust she received in return, her girlfriend’s mouth latching onto her neck and suckling on the skin to leave yet another hickey.

“Did you like it? Did you like fucking my throat? I know you liked it when I rubbed my fingers against your-”

She squeaked in surprise when she was suddenly pulled up to her knees, her back flush against Natasha’s chest as the redhead held her arms secure around her waist and chest to help fuck herself up into her wet pussy. Wanda’s hands quickly moved to hold onto her girlfriend’s arms, needing something to hold onto as she was pounded into from behind. She could hear the wet smacking sound of their hips meeting, and she could feel the way Natasha’s balls were just barely making contact with her clit on every thrust upward. Spreading her knees further apart, the brunette dropped her hips down and whined loudly at the full contact hit her clit received on the next thrust.

“Shit!” The broken cry from Natasha’s throat spurred her on, ever the tease in these situations.

She clenched down on her cock and forced her hips down to meet every thrust. Tipping her head back to rest against her girlfriend’s shoulder, Wanda let Natasha control the pace as she moaned and whined along with every movement. The redhead tightened her grip around the younger woman’s body, her hips moving faster as she pulled Wanda back against her with every thrust. The tightness of her walls and the fluttering against her cock was driving her crazy, but the incessant need to have Wanda come first drove her onwards. Moving her hands to cover her breasts, Natasha pinched and pulled at Wanda’s nipples while rolling her hips with every thrust. The deeper sensation had Wanda unable to hold her weight on her knees, dropping down to meet her girlfriend’s cock on her next thrust up before the grind continued. The brunette was keening in her girlfriend’s arms, holding onto any part of her that she could reach tightly as the coil in her stomach finally snapped.

The trembles took over her body instantly, a sob leaving her lips as Natasha continued to thrust inside of her before finally moving onto a slow grind. One of her hands dropped from her sensitive nipples to circle her throbbing clit, and she cried out at the contact. Her hips jumped forward and her head tipped back as she clenched down on her cock and tried to close her legs. Natasha’s knees prevented the movement, her own body settled between each of Wanda’s legs as she allowed her hips one more grind before finally letting go and coming inside of her.

“Wanda! Fuck…” The rasp of Natasha’s voice, paired with the still present stimulation to her clit had Wanda whining as she spasmed through the aftershocks of her orgasm.

They came to a slow stop, Natasha carefully moving them onto their sides and removing her hand from her clit to support their transition onto the flat surface beneath them. Wanda was still twitching, her stomach muscles jumping and her walls fluttering around Natasha as she panted to catch her breath. Natasha was fairing no better, her chest heaving and her fingers flexing as she held Wanda tightly against her front. She was still buried inside of her, but Wanda always wanted her to stay that little bit longer as they came down from their highs together. Pressing soothing kisses to the back of her neck and smoothing her palm along her side and stomach, Natasha helped bring her girlfriend down gently as she basked in her own afterglow.

Wanda sighed contently in the warm embrace curled around her. She could still feel her clit twitching and the slower, but persitting, pulsing of her walls around where Natasha was still buried inside of her. It made the desire begin to simmer low in her stomach again, and the twitch of Natasha’s cock inside of her only seemed to feed it further. Deciding she had something more important to do the brunette slowly manoeuvred herself to be facing Natasha. She bit back the whine daring to escape from her lips at the empty feeling inside of her, before quickly lifting her leg to hook it around Natasha’s hip. She took hold of her half hard dick and sunk herself down on it once more, cursing at the feeling of her sensitive walls being pushed apart and the resulting thrust from Natasha at the quick change. Natasha wrapped her arms around Wanda, pulling her into her chest and pressing their lips together in a loving kiss before she was resting their foreheads together.

“Are you alright, darling?” The redhead pulled away to press a sweet kiss against her forehead before settling back down once more.

Wanda hummed happily and nodded, pressing a light kiss against Natasha’s lips and sighing contently. “I’m perfect, baby.”

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