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scarlethexelove · 1 month

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Hi! I’m not sure if my previous request went through because my Internet cut out! But could I please request a mommy!natasha fic? Where Nat just got home from a mission and little!reader refuses to let go of her, so she’s been in Nats lap, breastfeeding too since Nat got home. Then Clint comes over to discuss the mission with Nat, and while reader is drowsy and half asleep in nats arms, once she realizes her uncle Clint is there, she wants him to hold her too? Just a slice of life with Nat and her baby! Thank you

Little Bug

Pairing: Mommy!Nat x Little!Reader, Uncle!Clint x Little!Reader, Auntie!Wanda x Little!Reader

Word Count: 1735

Warnings: Fluffy, Breastfeeding, Age regression, just cute and fluffy really

A/n: I hope this is good. Please keep in mind that I'm doing Little!Reader from others that I have read and some research. I personally feel small at times but do not fully regress so I don't have much experience with it. I hope that I did it justice though cause this was cute and sweet.

NO ONE IS PERMITTED TO STEAL, COPY, OR REBLOG MY WORK AS THEIR OWN

A grunt is heard as bags thud to the ground inside the closed door. Your head snaps up, the coloring page already long forgotten as you drop the crayon in your hand. You scramble from your spot on the floor and run to the door. “Mama!” You’re excitement being heard through loud words. All the frustrations of the mission that should have been easy washing away as your face enters her sight. She crouches, opening her arms as you run into her waiting arms. You wrap yourself around her tightly as she lifts you into her arms. Your legs wrapping around her waist as she holds you closer to her body. All the tension in her muscles melted away. “Hi my little bug.” Natasha smiles, kissing your head.

“Miss chu Mama.” You mumble into her neck as you try to tighten your hold around your mommy. Nat kisses your head as the other woman in the room approaches. “Thank you again so much Wanda. I didn’t expect it to take that long.” Wanda smiles, shaking her head and waving her hand. “No need to apologize, I know how it can be.” She then pokes at your side causing you to squeal and squirm in Natasha’s hold. “Also who can resist this cute little bug. She was perfect for me.” The woman chuckled at your reaction.

“Mmm little bug did Auntie Wanda feed you already?” Natasha asks poking a little at you letting you giggle and squirm in her hold as you nod your head. “She did! What did my bug have for dinner?” You pull your head out of her neck, your cheeks flushed from your giggles. “Chickie nuggies and fren fries.” You smile widely at your Mommy. “Oh wow were they good?” She asks you back and you nod your head vigorously, which only causes the women to chuckle at you again.

You hug your Natasha tighter as you bury yourself back into her. “Well I should be getting back to Vis.” Wanda states grabbing her things from around the room before making her way back to the door where Nat is still standing with you in her arms. “Thanks again Wands. I really owe you.” Wanda waved her off again. “She was great. I love spending time with bug.” Natasha nods still thankful for all the help. “Well I’ll let you get out of here thank you again from watching her.” Wanda smiles. “No worries Nat. Call me if you need me.” But before she leaves she pokes at you again. “Does Auntie Wanda get a hug before she goes?” All you do is shake your head and hold onto your Mommy that much tighter. Wanda lets out an exasperated gasp. “Nooo. Aww bug you're going to make me sad.” She is holding your sides and you know you don’t want to make your auntie Wanda sad. So you awkwardly turn in Natasha’s hold with only your upper body and give Wanda a hug. She rubs your back a little. “Thank you bug.” She kisses your head and lets you go. “Tank chu for paying wit me.” You mumble turning back into Natasha. “Always little bug.” She pokes your sides one last time making your giggle and squirm, before she makes her exit.

Natasha kisses your head as you nuzzle into her neck more. “Do you want to join Mommy for a bath sweet girl?” Natasha asks, already heading towards the bedroom. You nod your head which makes the woman smile. She tries to place you down so that she can get the bath ready for the both of you but you refuse to let go of her. Your hold tight causes her to sigh. She gives up holding you with one arm as she moves around the bathroom.

It takes some convincing for you to let go so she can undress you and herself, but with some bribes for a movie after you finally let go of her. Once she gets you both undressed she gets into the tub and lefts you in after her gently setting you down between her legs. She watches you play with your Avengers rubber ducky set. You’re favorite of course being the black widow because of your Mommy. She lets you splash and play around and the water soaks her aching muscles. Content on just being with you. After long she washes you both off making sure you’re all clean.

Nat dries you both off when she gets you out wrapping you up in one of your bear towels, the little ears on your head bringing a warm smile to her face. “Looks like someone is my little bear instead of my bug.” She boops your nose which causes you to scrunch your face up. “No Mama me bug.” You toss the towel off wanting to show her that you are still her little big. She chuckles at your antics picking you back up and kissing all over your face, causing you to giggle. “Ok my little bug.”

Once Nat has gotten you dried off and into a comfortable onesie. You insisted on the black widow one for the night. Somehow most of your wardrobe consists of Avengers and mostly of your Mommy. But she loves so see your happy face when you get to show off your Mommy, Aunts, and Uncles. She sets you on the edge of the bed so that she can get herself dressed. “Mama?” Your voice breaks through as her shirt falls over her head. She hums hoping you will continue. “Hair?” She crouches down in front of you with a big smile on her face. “You want Mommy to braid your hair?” She asks you, her hands on your knees rubbing gently circles. You nod shyly. She raises up kissing your head. “Anything for you princess.” She quickly gets a brush and hair ties so she can put it up.

The bed dips as Nat moves behind you on the bed. “Wanna hold bear?” She asks, holding your teddy bear out for you. You nod your head, taking it from her and hugging it to your chest. She gently combs her fingers through your still damp hair before putting your hair up into a braid. When she is done you turn in her hold, looking up at her with big puppy dog eyes. “Baymax?” She smiles. “You want to watch Baymax?” You nod eagerly, wrapping yourself around her making the woman laugh. “Anything for you, bug.” She kisses your head.

Nat carries you out into the living room. She situates the both of you on the couch, your head on her chest as she turns on Big Hero 6 for you to watch. It only takes a few minutes before you tug at her shirt whining. She looks down at you with a soft smile on her face. She knows what you want. “What is it my little bug?” You continue to tug and whine. “Okay, okay, okay.” She chuckles, pulling her shirt over her head. She guides you to her breast which you instinctively wrap your lips around her nipple.

A gasp can be heard as you begin to suckle on your Mommy’s nipple. Warm milk filling your mouth and tummy. You wiggle a bit trying to get comfortable as you suckle. Nat lets you move and wiggle until you finally settle. You are not particularly watching the movie anymore as you wrap your arms around her waist drinking your Mommy’s milk. She rubs your back enjoying the closeness and bonding you both get from the experience. She watches your eyes drooping close and the peaceful look on your face as you start to drift in and out of consciousness. The move is already long forgotten by the both of you softly playing in the background.

A small buzz sounds as Nat's phone vibrates on the armrest of the couch. She looks down, opening the app that shows the cameras surrounding the house. When she clicks on the alert, the feed pops up showing Clint walking to the door. She taps on the screen unlocking the door to allow him to enter.

“Hey I came to-” Clint stops when he sees you on the couch with Nat's eyes closed. “Oh sorry I didn’t mean to intrude.” Nat waves him off. “No, no, it’s fine. I think she is just about asleep now. Did you want to talk about the mission?” He knows not to argue with her so he sits down across from the two of you and the two begin to run through the mission debrief.

As the two talk you vaguely recognize the voices. You stir about until you pick out Clint's voice. You wiggle and let go of your Mommy’s nipple turning to see your uncle Clint sitting there. “Uncle Cwint.” You wiggle free of your Mommy making your way over to him as you rub the sleep from your eyes. Once you're in front of him you give him grabby hands. “Hey little spider.” He picks you up and puts you in his lap as Nat puts her shirt back on. You wrap your arms around him and nuzzle your face into his chest, getting comfortable in his lap as he holds you and rubs his hand up and down your back as he talks with Nat.

You're drifting in and out of sleep as time goes on. You hadn’t even noticed that you fell asleep until you were being carried back to your Mommy’s bedroom. She gets you both into bed before taking her shirt back off knowing that you would want to finish nursing on the other breast as you go to sleep. You cuddle into her side and she helps guide your sleepy form to her breast. Letting out a satisfying sigh as you latch on.

Your tummy is full as you close your eyes, your lips still around Nat’s nipple as you drift between worlds. Her hand rubbing up and down your back gently. “Go to sleep bug, Mommy will be here when you wake up.” She kisses your head letting her lips linger there. It’s not long before your full body relaxes and soft snores come from you. Nat isn’t far behind you as she closes her eyes kissing your head once more. “I love you my little bug.” She finally lets herself join you in the land of dreams.

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marvelfanfics1 · 5 months

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Paci kisses 🥺 I lub it!!!!! And so you can do may be winterwindow x little reader x little Peter where the reader Slips in babyspace and always wanna give them paci kisses so they are at the avenger tower on a Visit and baby goes to uncle Steve and give him a paci kiss on the cheek and then she goes to everyone and gives all paci kisses and little petie get jealous (may be tom Peter) and crawl to him and gives him paci kisses all over his face after that she climbed on daddy's lap and gives him paci kisses like she does with mommy and everyone adores the scene 🥺🥺

Kisses for everyone

Pairing: cg!Winterwidow x little!reader x little!peter

Warnings: Age Regression, lots of kisses, pure fluff, jealousy, not proofread

A/n: This has been sitting in my drafts for so long I'm sorry 😭🙏🏻

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The second the elevator door opened to the common floor Peter ran out and jumped on the big couch, reserving a seat for him and you like he does every time for movie night.

Bucky shook his head with a smile and turned his attention to you. Today you felt smaller than usual, which neither your caregivers nor Peter mind. They love you, doesn't matter the headspace.

"You okay, baby?" he asked and you nodded, smiling behind your paci you leaned forward to kiss his cheek.

Bucky walked over to Peter to hand you in his awaiting arms, knowing the boy could get fussy when he doesn't have his cuddle partner. To be fair, Peter is very protective over you and when you're in babyspace he's constantly on alarm, making sure you're happy and safe.

Half an hour later the common area was filled with chatter and laughter, everyone talking about how they have been before it was time to decide on a movie together. While the heroes chat you were going around giving each person a cuddle and a paci kiss, it's nothing new to the others how affectionate you can be.

Right now you were on Steve's back, arms wrapped around his neck and giggling, moving your head forward to give him a paci kiss against his cheek and letting out a surprised squeal when he pretended to drop you. If only you knew that you were the only little having so much fun at this moment. Peter was pouting on the couch with his arms crossed.

He doesn't know why he feels this way but seeing you giving everyone in the room the love and attention that he and your mommy and daddy were usually getting only, has him sulking on the large couch.

Natasha being the attentive assassin she is noticed almost instantly what was going on. She stopped her conversation with Clint and made her way to sit next to Peter nudging his shoulder.

"Wanna tell me what got you all pouty?" she teased, pulling slightly at his bottom lip that was jutted out.

He smiled a little but went back to frowning at his mommy before mumbling. "Just wanna have tiny for me alone..."

"Ah, I see..." She replied, moving some of his curls from his face and leaning closer to whisper to him. "Give it some time and she will be glued to your side."

On the other side of the couch, you were sitting on your knees between Bucky and Steve, occasionally listening to their conversation and looking around until your daddy tapped your thigh to get your attention.

"I think Peter needs some snuggles from his little sister, you think you can help him out?" he asked and you nodded your head proudly, a big smile forming behind your paci.

You instantly crawled your way over to Peter, shocking him first but he smiled the second you leaned forward to give him a paci kiss, and not just one, you kissed him all over his face until you were sure he was his happy self again.

"Lub Petie," you said proving it by giving him one last paci kiss on his lips.

"I lub you too, Tiny." he smiles brightly wrapping his arms around you to pull you in for a long hug.

When you were sure he was satisfied with the attention you gave him you switched from Peter to sitting on Bucky's lap, reaching over to play with your mommy's hair and also giving her and your daddy a paci kiss while the others cooed at the whole interaction.

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toldthatdevil · 1 year

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Can I pretty please request a mommy Natasha where her little wakes up in the middle of the night hungry and milk time ensues??? thank you <3

Midnight Milkies | Mommy!Natasha Romanoff x Little!Reader

pairings: mommy!natasha romanoff x little!reader

warnings: age regression

content: breastfeeding, nightime w/ mommy, fluff, soft moments.

a/n: thank you for your request nonny, i loved writing this one. I hope you enjoy it <3

You woke up too early. Your mommy hadn’t come to get you yet and it was still way too dark outside to be close to morning. You didn’t know how long you had tried closing your eyes to go back to sleep but there was a growling coming from your belly which was too much; you were too hungry to be able to fall back asleep now.

You felt the frustration bring tears to your eyes as you whined, kicking your feet, your blankets being shoved to the bottom of the crib before crying out.

The sound of your cries through the baby monitor next to Natasha’s bed woke her immediately. She glanced at the clock, 4:33 am. Sliding out of bed, she made her way to your nursery, opening the door to find you crying your little heart out.

“Shh, shh, shh,” she whispered, picking you up gently and hugging you close. Natasha bounced you around the room, rubbing soothing circles on your back to help you calm down.

Noticing your cries dying down she asked you what was wrong.

You swallowed and wiped your face on her hoodie, “hungry mommy,”

Natasha could see your bottom lip jutting out, your big doe eyes looking up at her with tear track marks still on your face. You were just the cutest little thing, and Natasha could hardly cope looking at you.

“Aw, does my little baby need some milk?”

You nodded into her shoulder. With that, Natasha made her way to the corner of the room, sitting herself down in the rocking chair and laying you sideways across her lap.

Waiting patiently for Natasha to adjust herself into a comfortable position you looked up at your mommy, admiring how pretty she was, butterflies forming in your belly. As if your pupils weren’t dilated enough from the site of her, the site of her breasts when she lifted up one side of her dark green hoodie just about blew your pupils. She guided you to her perked nipples, already feeling a slight chill in the air. You immediately latched on sucking harshly, causing her to wince.

You couldn’t help it, she tasted too good. Her milk was the sweetest thing you’d ever had, and you were hungry for it.

“Hey, hey, hey, I’m not going anywhere,” She reminded you, making you ease up a little.

Natasha’s head fell back onto the chair as she rocked with you. There was no better feeling than spending this time with you, and have you drain her of all her milk.

She watched as you suckled, stroking your pretty face and wiping up the droplets of milk that spilled over your cheeks every now and then.

Closing her eyes as she rocked you Natasha didn’t know who was going to fall asleep first. This time together was something you both needed and she would never say no to when you needed her or her milk.

She opened her eyes when she felt your suckles slow, thinking you had nodded off only to be met with a frown on your face.

“More mommy,” you pleaded.

Natasha chuckled, you really were hungry tonight. You had drained her left boob faster than she thought whilst still needing more of her. She twisted you around to lie on your other side.

Not even waiting for her to settle this time, you helped yourself, lifting the fabric of her hoodie to find her other breast.

Latching on, you began to suckle again. Natasha was determined to get you off to sleep this time around. She was slightly worried she was going to have to heat up some of her frozen breastmilk for you if you were awake much longer, sucking her dry. She rubbed circles on your back, knowing this helped sooth you before standing up, you safely wrapped in her arms. You were unfazed, happily drinking her milk and enjoying the attention.

Natasha walked around the room, patting your bum this time and humming a soft tune, singing some of the lyrics every now and then, “Drove my chevy to the levee, but the levee was dry.”

Before long your eyelids grew heavy, and you were snoring softly, Natasha’s nipple half in your open mouth.

“And them good old boys were drinking whiskey ’n rye”

Your mommy slowly lowered you back into your crib, pulling your blankets over your little body and placing your stuffy next to you. She gave you a lingering kiss on your cheek before closing your nursery door and heading back to bed.

“Singing’, “This’ll be the day that I die,”

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a/n: i totally didn't mean for the lyrics to end how they did but we are just gonna ignore that.

#Mommy!Natasha #Natasha Romanoff x little reader #natasha romanoff x fem!reader #Mommy!Nat #Little!Reader #Natasha Romanoff x Reader #sfw age regression #breastfeeding #marvel agere #little reader #caregiver #age regression reader #toldthatdevil fics

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scxrlett-wid0w · 9 months

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Hiya I have read you Natasha and Wanda fics and I would like to say that they are so good and if it’s possibly u you could do a age regression with either Natasha or Wanda or both and reader set up a whole date night scenario with the help of maybe Yelena or carol and they get annoyed and just become really possessive over reader and they end up fighting and reader has just woke up from her nap and comes downstairs and they all stop arguing and they make up as reader told them to. Hopefully you understand that 😂🥰. How u have a good day also if u don’t want to do it that’s fine

Stop Fighting! | WandaNat X Fem!R

Gif not mine, credits to creator

Pairing: WandaNat x Fem!Reader

Word count: tbd

Warnings: Slight Arguing, Age Regression, Fluff, Little One (R), Mama (N), Mommy (W),

A/N: I'm So Sorry This Is Like A Year Late! Hopefully It's What You Wanted/Expected <3

Summary: The Ask

Stop fighting!

"It has to be perfect!!" You squealed whilst Carol was laying the plates on the dining table

"I know munchkin," She chuckled "why don't you draw your mommies a nice picture, yeah?" She finished setting the table and picked you up.

She rests you on her hip and carries you to your playroom

"Bu' I wanna help youuu!" A loud whine left your mouth when Carol puts you down.

"Don't be like that little one, I'm sure your mommies would appreciate a little picture to go with their meal and dessert, which you can help me make, eh?"

"Okay Aun'ie Carol!" You run over to your little table and grab a pack of crayons

Carol walks back to the kitchen and stirs the sauce that's currently cooking in the pan

Half of an hour later you hear a car pull up the drive and your chair falls over from how fast you stand up

You run to the front door and practically vibrate from excitement when you see the handle pull down

"MOMMY! MAMA! YOU HOME! YOU HOME!!"

Wanda drops her bags and picks you up

"Hi baby we missed you so so much" she rubs her nose against yours and chuckles

Nat comes around your other side and kisses your cheek

"Привет моя любовь" (hi my love) Nat takes Wanda's and her bags upstairs whilst Wanda carries you to the kitchen where she sees Carol

"Oh... Carol, I didn't realise you were here"

Wanda places you in your highchair so she can take over cooking from Carol

"Yeah I'm still here, this cutie must've used the emergency list to call me," She strokes your chin "Said she needed help so I came 'round straight away"

Wanda glares at her "What kind of help did she need that required....You?"

Carol gulps and takes a step back "I can't tell you, it's her surprise for you"

"Mommyyyyy! Be nice! We jus makin dinner for 'oo! Wanted make dinner for us thwree an Aun'ie Cawol jus helpin'."

You huff and pout as Wanda's eyes softened towards Carol

"Oh Carol I'm so sorry, I just assumed the worst and I shouldn't have I'm truly sorry" She hugs Carol and they make up just as the Oven dings to signal the meal was ready

In the end, You and your mommies enjoy a fancy meal (with Auntie Carol to make up for the misunderstanding) and finish the day off with watching your favourite movie: Frozen

"Bye bye Aun'ie Carol, fank yoo fo' helping make dinner!" You squeeze her goodbye before having to go to bed as it was your bedtime

"Did you brush your little teethies малышка?" Nat asks, as she climbs into bed behind you, as Wanda snuggles into you into her front

"Mhm, sleepy time now?" You hold onto Wanda and use her chest to rub your itchy face

"Yes sweetheart, sleepy time now goodnight darling" Your mommies hold onto you as your soft snores fill the quiet room

"We love you" They say before drifting off to sleep too.

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Thanks For Reading <3

My requests are now open again because I'm ready to get back into writing

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afterglowkatie · 5 months

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18+ content pls dni if you’re a minor !! this is longer than i originally planned it out to be…this was supposed to be small little thoughts but yep have this

(mommy kink (n), puppy/pup (r), use of toys, d/s dynamic, reader is afab, guided masturbation)

natasha being away on a mission telling you to be good and not touch what’s hers until she’s back but day after day the ache gets unbearable and you can’t help but give in a start touching yourself. getting lost in the pleasure you don’t notice natasha coming back home and now her standing in the doorway until she clears her throat. she smirks at the way your face changes so quickly from pleasure to fear and shame of being caught.

before you can even begin to stutter out apologies, she’s already next to you softly stroking your cheek lulling you into a false sense of security that she isn’t mad. next thing you know her fingers are in your mouth pushing them in deeper making you gag around them slightly

‘well puppy, don’t stop just because i’m here, keep going’ smirking, a low chuckle at the hesitation on your face. not knowing whether she was setting you up, knowing you’d already broken her first rule you might as well try to be good and listen to her now. natasha smiles, removing her fingers, watching you start to rub your clit again. listening to your whines and whimpers, her favourite sound.

she would talk you through touching yourself, sitting back watching how her words, mixed praises with hints of degrading, was coaxing you further into sub space. telling you how fast to rub your clit, telling you to slow down once you got close. how many fingers, slowly making you stretch yourself out, keeping you on edge until you managed to get three inside you, ‘be a good pup, make a mess all over yourself for me’ allowing you to cum.

‘good girl, such a shame you can’t follow instructions any other time’ being so deep in your headspace you didn’t register her words properly, thinking the minimal edging was all your punishment consisted of.

until the next time natasha had to leave you by yourself for the day. you didn’t want her to leave and it was the morning so it was easy to get you spread out naked on the bed. grabbing one of her suit belts she swiftly ties your hands together and to the headboard ‘my pretty girl, look at you all spread out for mommy,’ running her hands all over your body, groping your breasts, pulling and rolling your nipples between her fingers, sliding her fingers through your folds dipping the tips or her fingers into you before pulling away completely. grabbing a vibrating wand and tying it to your thigh making sure it’s pressed right against your clit before turning it on, ‘it’s a shame i have to leave such a pretty little thing’

you’d be whining and pleading with her to stay, ‘mommy will be back soon doll, be good for me. maybe my sweet princess will learn to listen after this’ she’d give you a kiss on her forehead, stroking your cheek gently before leaving.

natasha would never be gone for long, and she’d have cameras set up so she could keep an eye on you, making sure you’d be okay. you know she’d have everything voice activated if she was gone so you could still use your safewords and everything would slow down or stop depending on which you used. despite it being a punishment natasha would always remind you to never be afraid to use your safewords always praising when you do.

after coming back home she’d marvel and admire you before making her presence known. always telling you how pretty you look all fucked out for her. her precious girl. mumbling incoherently she’d swiftly turn off and untie the vibrator and your wrists pulling you into her arms holding you close. whispering how good you’d been, all kinds of sweet nothings while you cling right to her.

already having a warm bath already prepared along with your favourite bottle when you’re like this filled with water. gently placing you in the water and climbing in behind you hugging you close knowing you like to be kept close and feel her body against yours. she’d wash your hair and body so gently, massaging your back before drying the two of you off and wrapping you up in your softest pjs and a warm fluffy blanket

#um hi…i didn’t expect this to be so long #um yeah!#this is for mommy bc i miss her right now #so much 🥺 i wrote this hehe #normally i would send her this stuff directly 🤭#but if i disguise it as character thoughts thennnn 🤭#natasha romanoff x reader #natasha romanoff x you #natasha romanoff imagine #natasha romanoff smut #natasha romanoff x reader smut #mommy!natasha romanoff #mommy!natasha

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ahhhwomen · 1 month

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Wait, no, please share. I need to see the darkness 👀

a/n: you asked for it, also this is half shit written cus its just a blurb lol

WARNING TAGS: Violence, religious trauma, death, blood

Platonic Relationship: MotherFigure!Natasha x DaughterFigure!Reader

You’re a freak, a monster, a killer. The girl under you had told you as much.

The skin on your knuckles splits and tears as your hands continue to collide with the helpless prey beneath you. Small droplets of blood scatter and spray the mats covering the floor.

Please, for the love of god, stop me now.

The girl under you cries and begs, but it only spurs you on. It’s like you can see her life force, clutched in your greedy palms, you just need to use a bit more force. Then the voices will stop, your muscles will loosen, and the fear will dissipate. The bunny beneath you is suffering, you just want to help it.

She tries to kick you away, her legs slamming into your ribs, but as your hands take hold of her hair and smash her skull into the ground, you can’t feel it.

Please, God, embrace thy child and end her suffering.

The priest’s words echo; please God, forgive the sinner, and aid her prey.

You can feel Mira’s fingernails dig into the skin beside your eyes, her fingers slip and glide clumsily against your blank face.

She’s trying to dig her thumbs into your eye socket but the blood covering both of you makes her falter and you use her momentum against her and violently twist your elbow outward, crashing it into her outstretched arm, and there is a sickening crack as Mira screams in agony.

The redhead´s other hand yanks your hair violently before you can deliver the last blow.

Oh, please God, save this sick child.

Your bloodshot eyes stare widely at her shivering frame, Mira stares back at you, her fear evident in the way her pupils are nothing but a pin needle in a sea of endless green.

Please God, lay the monster dormant and return thy child to the great heavens above.

When you dig your knee into her stomach, the hand that had previously held you back loses its grip, and you can finally end it. It would only take eight ounces of force for your thumbs to penetrate the thin skin over the lower part of her jugular.

And yet-

You make the ultimate mistake.

As you straddle her and start digging your thumbs in, you look up at her young face. Tears roll down her chin, her face is pale and bloody. But her red hair falls like a hallow around her, and her eyes are the perfect resemblance to a familiar emerald, green.

Please God, save thy child. For thy child is alone.

Natasha was the only person to ever make you feel like you belonged. She was the only one to let you feel hope. Feel love.

Natasha was like the mother you never had.

Your small hands clasp the cross tightly and you kneel in front of the altar. The statues are intimidating as your little frame looks up at them in hope.

“Oh, please God, kill me before I can do more harm.” You spoke as clearly as you could into the cold crisp air inside the abandoned church.

You thought you were alone, but then a tall woman with angelic red hair had found you.

“What are you doing her kid?”

You're frozen above the scared girl as you come too.

“What have I done?” you whisper to yourself and quickly lift yourself to let the smaller girl free. However, just as you are about to stand. A white-hot agony shoots up your spine and you fall, the mat is cold and sticky, and you try to push yourself up with the use of your arms, but you can’t move.

There is something firm lodged in your back.

Natasha stands over your limp frame, she can feel the sweat on her palms glide against every nook and cranny as she stands there numbly, not being able to remove her eyes from the handle sticking out of your small back.

Natasha had done that.

She didn’t have a choice.

You had talked about this before…

That if the day ever came when you lost control.

That the redhead needed to do what was right.

She had to.

Her knees creak in protest as they ram into the wet mat. Her fingers clutch and grasp at any part of you she can gather up. Your skin is already losing warmth and she curls around you in hopes of returning it. You wheeze when she pulls your body over hers.

You can’t feel anything, but the force against your lungs worsens as Natasha tries to apply pressure around the metal in your skin.

Thank you, God.

You can feel your mind slipping away from you, and the pressure starts consuming you. You can do nothing but use all of your last strength to muster up the words you never had the opportunity to say.

“I’m sorry mom.”

#natasha romanoff x reader #mommy!natasha

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lokislittlemidgardian · 2 years

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could you do one where wandanat had to go on a mission and they end up having to leave reader alone, but but they rigged the place with cameras so that they can watch little reader while they're away. But reader only knew "cgs left cameras so they can see" and doesn't know that they want to see her. so r just ends up leaving stuffies infront of all the cameras cause she doesn't want her cg's to be "alone". But the stuffies are so close to the lense all they (Wandanat) can see is black so they freak out and rush back only to find r cuddled up d sleeping with their clothes and movie playing in the background. If you do this thank you XxX

Security cameras

Content - age regression, mama!wanda, mommy!nat, missions, crying, telly, food, security cameras, soft toys, anxious wanda, very anxious nat fluff, cuddles, angst, don't like don't read.

Summary - one day your caregivers have to go on a mission and to keep an eye on you they set up some security cameras, the problem is they really underestimate your kindness.

Authors note - this is so sweet I adore it I hope I did it justice, hope you enjoy<3

Sidenote - I am still on hiatus this post was queued up<3

Translations - angel baby = angelochek, princess = printsessa, kitten = kotenok, sweetheart = dorogy, baby = malysh

All they wanted to do was stay inside and cuddle up with you today, but of course fury got in the way of their plans.

They had gotten called in for a mission in new York around 6 in the morning while you were still asleep, they were told they had to be on the quinjet by 10.

At least that gave them time to prepare some things for you.

They had made you meals for throughout the day and had made you a bottle so all you would have to do was put it in the microwave, then they set up the emergency cameras they had for occasions like this.

They set up one in the living room, one in the dining room, one in the kitchen and the others in your bedroom and theirs.

All that was left to do now was wake you and explain the situation.

Making their way into your room natasha quietly went to over to you chest of draws and pulled some clothes out for you, after laying them out on your armchair.

Leaning down bedside you the two of them placed a kiss to each of your cheeks "little one, time to wake up" wanda cooed softly into your ear while natasha stroked your hair.

Taking in a deep breath and stretching your body you softly whined into the side of your soft pillow "Mama, mommy" you whined feeling their presence beside you.

"Good morning angelochek" Natasha said kissing the tip of your nose "why are you waking me up early mommy?" Taking a deep breath natasha looked to wanda for confirmation before speaking.

"Well sweetheart, mama and I got a call this morning, from fury."

You knew where this was going.

Letting out a whine and clinging to each of their arms you let out a small sob "please don't go please please" you cried curling into a ball. "Oh printsessa, shh it's okay it's okay baby" wanda cooed cradling your head to her chest. "Were sorry sweetheart" Natasha said picking you up and laying you across her arms.

"But we have to save some lovely people and as soon as we're done we can have a film night and if you want we can make something yummy to eat, does that sound good" she said bouncing you slightly.

She knew you couldn't say no to baking.

"Okay" you mumbled into her shoulder nuzzling into her "aww thank you for being so understanding dorogoy" said gently taking you out of nats arms and giving you a kiss.

"Alright I'll get you dressed while mommy gets you some breakfast, how does that sound kotenok?"

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After a few hours of cuddling and kisses it was time for nat and wanda to board the quinjet.

"Now sweetheart do you remember everything we told you?" Nat asked gently "yep, don't leave, don't touch sharp things, don't let anyone in and if anything happens text mama, mommy or uncle tony" you mumbled into your jumper. "That's right my love, alright time to go" wanda said soothingly kissing your forehead.

The two of them gave you a cuddle and whispered their goodbyes "we love you baby, we'll be back before you know it okay" "okay, I love you too" you croaked out your lip trembling slightly.

"Oh malysh there's no need to be sad" wanda cooed stroking your hand slightly while nat turned on the television selecting the children's channel. "I know" you whimpered cuddling into her neck "bye bye mommy, bye bye mama" you said gently resting your head back down on the sofa "goodbye darling, we'll be back soon" Nat said holding back tears as she opened the door.

As soon as the two of them boarded the quinjet they pulled up the surveillance camera app and began to monitor you.

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Opening the fridge you pulled out the container and put it in the microwave, while you were waiting for the timer to go off you saw the new camera that had been placed on the bench.

You started to feel bad that your caregivers would have to look at a blank screen, you couldn't just leave them with an empty screen.

Making your way to the living room you picked out a selection of soft toys out of the basket. Going back to the kitchen you placed a blue dinosaur in front of the camera then made your way around the house looking for the rest.

In the living room you had placed a grey kitten, the dining room a green bug, your bedroom a dusty pink elephant and a Kangaroo with a leather jacket in their bedroom.

Feeling proud you took out the container from the microwave and made your way towards your caregivers bedroom wanting to feel closer to them.

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The mission had gone well and everything had gone to plan it turns out they only needed half of the manpower that they had, something that nat and wanda pointed out to fury in annoyance.

The two of them had just boarded back onto the quinjet tossing their weapons to the side they sat down on the steel benches.

"Natasha" wanda said worriedly showing her phone screen to natasha, she had pulled up the security cameras and each one of them showed a pitch black screen. "Oh god, maybe try reopening it" she said scrambling to grab her phone and call you "no, it's still not showing up" wanda panicked madly pressing the screen. "Voicemail" Nat said quietly getting up from her seat "tony how fast can this thing go?" She said calmly concealing her anxiousness.

"This is as fast as I can make it use you want me to burn the things down" he replied smartly "what's wrong" steve questioned looking up from his book "Y/N's not picking up and the cameras are all black" wanda said biting her nail and pacing "right well, okay it's probably because of the signal up here" steve reasoned calmly placing his hand on nats shoulder "Yeah,yeah your probably right, just stark please get this thing back asap"

"Yes mum" he replied sarcastically.

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Crashing through the apartment door natasha and wanda began frantically looking for you.

"Y/N? where are you" Nat said checking your playroom, not there, the kitchen, not there, bathroom, not there, behind the curtains not th-

"Natasha" wanda spoke gently leaning against the doorframe and smiling, you were there. Coming beside her nat saw you curled up in a large grey blanket, an empty container beside you and a children's television show on in the background.

"Oh thank god" Nat sighed running towards the bed and scooping you up making wanda chuckle and walk towards the two of you.

"Mommy! Mama!" You squealed one of your arms around the back of natashas neck and the other clinging onto wanda’s arm. "Oh kotenok you scared us, so much" Nat chuckled kissing the side of your face repeatedly "why mommy?" You questioned looking at her with concern.

"We couldn't see you on the camera's printsessa I'll be sending a very strong worded email to that company later" she whispered taking you out of nats arms and stroking some hair out of your eyes.

A few seconds later the two of you heard nat let out a gasp mixed with a laugh "Sweetheart what's this" she said picking up the clothed kangaroo toy "it's Josh mommy! I thought you and mama would be bored looking at me and the other rooms so I gave you some of my friends for company!" You said happily playing with wanda’s hair.

So that's what happened

"Oh printsessa, we put those cameras there so we could see you so we knew you were safe" wanda explained gently "I'm sorry mama I'm sorry mommy!" You cried reaching out for nats hand.

"Oh malysh, it's okay it's okay honey we're not mad are we wands" "No of course not, it's a good thing that you know now" she said placing you down on the ground to stand.

"How about we go and clean up you toys and then we'll get you a bottle? How does that sound angelochek?" Nat smiled gently taking your hand "okay mommy!" You giggled following her out the door.

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manic-eddie · 2 years

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POV: you like to take pictures of natasha when she isn’t looking

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officialcharactersimp · 4 months

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Playdate

(Graduation Gift Part 6)

Summary: (can be found on my masterlist under series) Natasha invites Wanda over to see you. When you’re left alone with Wanda, she makes good on a deal she made with Nat. >:)

A/N: So like. Listen. I know. I know. It’s been 2 years. I wrote this piece like a year ago. And this is NOT DONE. It’s NOT GREAT. Y’all voted for the rough edges version. Maybe I’ll edit or polish it later on. Also. I was getting a little gratuitous with Wanda using too many petnames and so I’ve used A SINGULAR PRONOUN for the first time in this series’ history. If I find a way to change it later to remove it I will. It’s they, by the way.

WC: 2.9k (wtf??)

CW: 18+ only, minors dni; series is dark but this is only mildly dark; reader is being kept in Nat's basement but they're like. fine with it??; smut; mommy milkers make mommy milk; cgl themes; sharing partners; dubcon; Wanda uses her powers to manipulate reader; mean Wanda (but only a little, as a treat); Wanda calls reader mutt, pup, etc; threesome; oral (R receiving); Wanda uses magic sexually on reader; no proper ending, sorry

“Baby, mommy needs to talk to you,” Natasha says, muting the TV. You turn to look at her expectantly, face as angelic as ever. She smiles. “Good baby. Now, mommy wants to have a friend of hers over,” she says.

“Upstairs?” you ask, confused. She’s had people over to the house for meetings before—why is she asking you?

“No baby, downstairs, in here,” she says, opening her arms for you to come sit on her lap. You do so, searching for comfort as the idea causes unease. “Oh, baby, it’s okay, don’t worry. She’s very nice.”

“But…” you fiddle with the hem of her shirt for a moment before bringing your thumb to your mouth and looking down.

“She already knows about you, baby,” she practically reads your mind. “She’s the one that helped mommy start making milk for you,” she hums.

“Someone knows?” you’re surprised and… something else you can’t quite put your finger on.

“Yes, baby. My best friend Wanda. We work together and she helps make it so I can stay home with you,” she taps the end of your nose, earning a small smile. “You know mommy doesn’t want to keep you down here all alone and locked up forever, don’t you?” she asks. It’s only half-true, but you nod anyways. “This is how we start, okay?” you nod again.

—

“Baby, I’m here with Wanda!” you hear Natasha’s voice as the lock clicks and the door opens. You get up on your knees at the end of the bed and wait for her with your arms up.

“Mommy!” you greet her with a happy exclamation. She chuckles and goes to help you out of the bed, but you cling to her instead, hiding your face from the brunette standing near.

“Aww, feeling a bit shy, are we?” Wanda’s voice is kind enough as she reaches out, patting your back gently. You flinch a little and Natasha instantly hushes you, rubbing your back where Wanda had touched you to soothe you.

“We’re just a little nervous,” Natasha says for you. “It’s been a long time since you’ve seen anybody but mommy, huh?” she asks. You nod against her.

She carries you over to the couch and sits with you on her lap, Wanda sitting on the other end. Natasha turns your head to face her and you examine your guest with your eyes, deep in thought. You notice she’s holding a stuffed animal in your favorite color. She sees your eyes land on it and smiles warmly.

“Hi there,” she says. “Your mommy said this was your favorite color,” you nod to confirm. “I thought it might be nice for you to hold,” she holds it out to you and you look to Natasha, who nods, before taking it. You pull it close, finally unwrapping yourself a little from Natasha.

“That’s so precious!” Natasha says, looking at the toy in your hands. “What do we say, baby?”

“Thank you,” you say shyly, unable to meet her eye. She smiles anyways.

“I’m glad you like it,” she says. “You gonna give it a name?”

“He’s gonna be called Dots,” you say, running your hand over the bumpy dotted texture of the toy’s fur.

“Dots. That’s a good name,” she says. You smile a little. “I know you’ve been down here for awhile with just you and mommy, right?” she asks. You nod. “What do you like to do together?”

“Um… I like it when we watch cartoons or play with my toys together,” you say slowly. “Mommy makes the best voices for my toys,” you smile. “And I like bath time, too, or when mommy lets me do her makeup. We do all sorts of stuff,” you tell her, smiling at Natasha, who brushes some hair out of your face.

“That sounds awesome, little one,” Wanda says. The petname sounds nice from her lips, making you smile bashfully.

The conversation drifts slowly to the two of them talking about work, occasionally making jokes to include you. You eventually grow comfortable enough to uncurl from your tiny ball on Natasha’s lap to sitting on her normally, playing with Dots and half-listening.

“You okay, Natty?” Wanda asks, and you look to your mommy to see her shifting a little.

“Yeah, don’t worry. Looks like we’re just a little late for milkies time,” she looks at you. “Feeling hungry, little baby?” she asks. You nod; you’ve been ignoring it in the hopes that Wanda would leave before it got unbearable. “Come on then,” she unbuttons her shirt some and unclips her bra on one side.

“But mommy—“ you glance at Wanda.

“It’s okay, baby. Don’t you trust mommy?” she asks. You nod slowly and let her guide you into position, your legs ending up on Wanda’s lap, who gently rubs her thumb on your shin. You squirm a little.

“Behave, baby. Don’t you want mommy’s milkies?” she asks. You nod, cheeks flushed. “Then be good,” she says firmly, guiding your head to her chest. You latch on a little less eagerly than usual, trying to ignore Wanda’s presence and touch. It’s easier with Natasha running her fingers through your hair, humming softly, but not so much as you feel Wanda’s eyes on the two of you like a hawk.

You’re inevitably slipping down into your uninhibited littlespace by the time you switch to her other side, grunting gently when the milk doesn’t flow at first and grabbing onto Natasha. She chuckles and hushes you, adjusting herself to help you in your efforts.

“Easy now,” she soothes.

“How precious,” Wanda coos gently, reaching over to brush your hair out of the way so she can see you better. You can’t flinch without letting go of Natasha’s chest, so you let it happen. She takes the liberty and strokes the back of her finger down your cheek softly.

“Isn’t my baby just the sweetest thing?” Natasha brags, “Come closer, Wans, it’s alright. A lot tamer with your mommy’s milk in you, hm?” Natasha speaks the last part to you as she pats the cushion next to her for Wanda to sit. They both move you as needed for her to get closer, your butt now in the virtual stranger’s lap and her arm resting on your stomach. You whine and look up at Natasha, about to pull away to protest.

“It’s okay, baby, you’re doing a good job,” Natasha holds you fast against her with a gentle hand and even gentler praises. “You trust me, and I trust Wanda. You’re okay. Just drink your milkies,” she placates you easily. You settle back into an edgy comfort and let yourself be held, trying to stay in your big headspace and failing miserably.

“That’s a good baby,” Natasha says as she both sees and feels the resistance leave you. When you finally pull off, she smiles at the little dribble on your chin and wipes it with her thumb before pressing it into your mouth. “Mommy’s got you,” she assures you as your eyes half-close, sucking on her thumb automatically. She coos softly at you.

“Such a good baby,” Wanda muses as she looks on.

“That’s right,” Natasha says proudly, making you blush a little. “See little one, Wanda’s not so scary, is she?” she asks you sweetly. You nod a little bit, earning a satisfied hum. “That’s my baby.”

“My mommy,” you say around her thumb, reaching up to touch her face. Her heart melts at the gesture and she leans down to kiss your forehead.

The tender moment is interrupted as Natasha’s phone rings. She pulls it out of her pocket, looks at it a moment, and then sighs deeply.

“I have to take this,” she says with reluctance. “Go to Wanda, baby,” Natasha pushes you fully into her friend’s lap despite your whimpering protests. Wanda’s arms wrap around you easily and hold you to her as you wiggle, reaching for your mommy to no avail.

“I’ll be as quick as I can, baby,” Natasha assures you, tilting your chin up and kissing you before going upstairs. You look at Wanda with wide eyes in silence for a moment.

“It’s alright, don’t worry,” Wanda speaks first. “Your mommy will be back soon, and she’s only upstairs at any rate.”

You keep staring at her mutely.

“This must be pretty new and scary, huh? And I can tell you’re feeling pretty little, too. But don’t worry, I’ve got you,” she says, voice warm and soothing. “Do you want to watch some cartoons? I know you like that,” she suggests. You nod. “Okay, cartoons it is,” she reaches for the remote and turns on the TV.

You ease considerably with the cartoons on, sucking on your thumb and cuddling Dots close. Wanda holds you and watches passively, wondering what’s taken Nat away so suddenly. She’s so excited to finally be meeting you, too, but trying not to scare you off with her eagerness.

“Want mommy,” you mumble after awhile. It’s rare for Natasha to leave you when you’re in your littlespace, and you are very much disliking it.

“I know, little one. I’m sure she’ll be back just as quick as she can. It won’t be long now,” Wanda assures you once again. She pulls out her own phone to shoot Natasha a text. It has been awhile…

Only about a bit more now. How’s my little baby? she responds.

Missing you, but mostly okay. We’re watching cartoons. I don’t know how long it’ll last though… Wanda informs her

What we talked about before is still on the table. Wanda glances up at you, oblivious, then looks down again.

Are you sure it won’t mess everything up? I haven’t made much headway in the trust department…

It’ll be fine, Wans. My dumb little baby can’t resist feeling good. Natasha’s words make Wanda go red and she shoots another glance at you. Luckily, you’ve still yet to notice.

Alright then. See you soon.

Wanda puts her phone away and turns her attention back to you. You’re babbling to Dots and pointing to the TV, as if trying to explain it to him. It’s absolutely adorable. Wanda watches sneakily, not wanting to interrupt and ruin the moment of pure innocence and cuteness.

“Right mommy—“ when you turn and remember it’s Wanda, not your mommy, who’s holding you, your bottom lip begins to tremble.

“Oh, no no no, baby, it’s okay, don’t cry little one,” Wanda rushes to soothe you, holding you closer and rocking you a little bit. “It’s okay, she’ll be back in just a few minutes, she told me so,” she tells you. You calm a tiny bit at that. “She even told me what to do while we wait for her.”

“R-really?” you sniff.

“Mhm,” Wanda hums, one hand coming down to rest on your tummy.

“What’d she say?” you ask, squirming on her lap a little. You’re feeling tingly, like how Natasha often makes you feel.

“Well, she said she worried your pretty parts might need some attention, and she said I can help you, since you’re just a little baby who doesn’t know how,” Wanda tells you soothingly.

“M-mommy said that?” you ask, trying to ignore the growing sensations in your lower half.

“Yup. She cares about you being comfortable and happy so much that she said I can help you instead of her,” Wanda says with a smile. “Isn’t that nice of her? You’re lucky, little one.”

“Mhm, mommy’s nice,” you say, struggling to put together the logical thoughts in your head that would can tell you what’s going on here.

“Aw, don’t think too much, little one,” Wanda coos, her other hand coming o to the side of your head and stroking your temple. As she smooths the hair there, it feels like she’s smoothing your thoughts, too. Little do you know she really is, but she figures what you don’t know won’t hurt you, right?

“When’s mommy coming back? I need her,” you say, a little dazed.

“Why’s that, precious?” she asks sweetly.

“I’m at all tingly. I don’t like it,” you squirm.

“I can help with that, little one,” her voice is like honey. “Just relax for me, okay? Wanda’s se gonna take care of you,” shepulls down your shorts and underwear, exposing your sensitive area to the air. You whine a little.like

“‘s cold,” you complain.

“I’ve got you,” soon Wanda’s warm hand has moved from your tummy down to cup your mound, quieting you. She reaches down further and starts slowly encircling your most sensitive bundle of nerves, making you sigh softly in relief. Something starts to poke at your entrance but you don’t know what.

“What’s that?” you ask, looking down. You see the hand between your legs encircled with glowing red tendrils.

“It’s alright, little one. It’s just magic, like I used on your mommy before. It’s perfectly safe. And it’ll feel really good,” she says, slowly filling your hole. You whimper softly at the stretch as her fingers continue to work your clit. “How’s that?”

“Good,” you breathe, opening your legs more. She smiles.

“That’s a good little baby, spread those legs nice and wide for me,” you heed her suggestion, letting them fall open to give her more access. “Perfect.”

She gracefully works up to a rhythm that has you whimpering softly with each thrust, clutching tightly to Dots. The hand at your temple moves down, allowing her thumb to play at your lower lip. You open your mouth eagerly, wanting to take it into your mouth, but she doesn’t let you. She simply teases your lip while your mouth hangs open, panting heavily.

“So damn precious,” she says, her voice husky. She leans over to see your hole clenching around red-tinted nothingness and bites her lip. “Feeling good, little one?”

“S-so good, Wanda,” you stutter, twisting and panting.

“Look at you, panting like a little doggie. Is that what you are? Are you a dumb little pup for me?”

“I-I-“ you don’t know how to react. Her words are nothing like Natasha’s, but they’re making your body feel the same way. You give a small whimper of confusion.

“Aw, too dumb to even know what you are,” she says with mock sympathy. “It’s okay, good puppies like you don’t need to think, just let me do it for you for now,” her voice is soft again.

“I-I can’t-“ you gasp, somehow feeling overstimulated before you’ve even had a single orgasm.

“You can. Be a good pup for me,” she encourages sweetly.

The door opens and you both look over to see Natasha at the door, who grins at the sight before her. She quickly comes to your side, smiling at Wanda and exchanging a few looks before looking down at you. She smooths some hair out of your face.

“Mommy!” you whine loudly, one hand leaving Dots to clutch at hers. You hold it to your sweaty face, her touch cooling, and whimper as you lean into it.

“Aww, looks like you and Wanda are getting along just fine,” she says. “You’re being such a good baby for Mommy’s friend. Do you feel good?”

“Yes mommy, feels so good, so good—can’t th-th-“ you whine desperately.

“Dumb little mutt can’t handle what I’ve got to give,” Wanda chides. “But they’re trying nonetheless,” she shifts you around on her lap so Natasha has an unobstructed view of your cunt as she uses her powers to press into your every crevice.

“Isn’t that a sight,” she breaths softly, getting her face in close. “Move your finger. I wanna taste my baby,” she instructs. Wanda obliges, focusing fully on her magic while Natasha begins licking and sucking at your clit harshly.

“Mommy!” you cry out. “Mommy, Wanda, I can’t, I can’t—“

“You’ll take what’s given to you like the good little slut you are,” Wanda cuts you off firmly, a particularly hard thrust punctuating it. “If you come nice and pretty for us, maybe we’ll be nice and give you a rest,” she says. You glance down to Natasha between your legs.

“Yes, baby, you can come. Come for us, all over me,” she pauses to say before diving back in.

It feels like her and Wanda have just increased their efforts by tenfold, making you cry out even louder than before, tongue hanging out as you pant heavily. It’s all too much—you can’t last much longer like this.

“Please!” you whine.

“Come on, you can do it baby,” Wanda says softly, encouraging you over the edge. “Be good and make a mess for us.”

The coil in your body snaps at that and your back arches as you scream, lifting your torso up off of Wanda’s lap as your hips buck.

“That’s it, that’s it baby, so good for us, for mommy and Wanda,” Natasha is your beside you in seconds, kissing your face and rubbing your tummy soothingly. You whimper softly at her kisses and your body calms down enough to return to Wanda’s lap. She too is praising you, petting your head in reassurance. Tears brim in your eyes and threaten to fall, but Natasha catches them.

“It’s okay baby, mommy’s got you now, we both do,” Natasha soothes. “You’re alright now, you did so good.”

“Did good?” you repeat hazily.

“So good,” Wanda confirms.

to be continued…

And that’s it, I’m sorry. If I don’t post it right now as it is I’m just not going to do it again.

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littlemissomega · 10 months

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Hi if your request is open, can I request a Natasha x fem!R smut where Nat puts a vibrator inside R and forgot that since Natasha is busy doing paper work and R is just really hot and bothered until R went to Nat saying thay she can't hold it anymore then Nat remembers the vibrator and rewards R, thank you!

Conflict of Interest

dom!Natasha x needy!reader

Warnings: edging, overstimulation, Y/N falls deep into subspace, praise kink, use of a vibrator, Y/N’s insecure thoughts, use of a strap, allusion to aftercare, but not actually written

Summary: Y/N is very needy while Natasha is working

Y/N’s skirt swished around her thighs as she pranced over to Natashas desk. Her girlfriend's eyes stayed focused on the pile of papers on the desk until Y/N plopped down in her lap.

“Hi, Mommy Y/N purred.

Natasha’s eyes flicked over at her, a smirk blooming on her lips before looking back down at the papers. Her pen glided across them.

“Hi, princess,” Natasha responded.

“When are you gonna be done? I haven’t seen you all day!” Y/N whined.

“I know , baby, but I still have a lot of work I need to get done,” Natasha explained, one hand snaking down to grip Y/N’s ass. She let out a hum when she found Y/N was wearing no panties, finally setting her pen down, “Forget something?”

“Mommy I’ve been thinking about you all day, and I was trying to be a good girl and let you work, but I’m just so wet it hurts, Mommy!” Y?n blabbered, the words rushing out all at once.

Natasha tightened her grip on Y/N at the confession, causing her to arch back into her touch.

“Sounds like we have a conflict of interest then, cause Mommy still has a whole stack of paperwork to finish before we can play,” Natasha crooned.

Y/N let out a whine, “Pleaseee, I’ll be good! I promise! I’ll be such a good girl!”

“What got you so worked up, button?” Natasha chuckles.

“Please!” Y/N repeated, bucking her hips forward against the distant bulge in Natasha’s dress pants.

“Okay, go to your spot, button,” Natasha smirked, leaning back in her seat.

Y/N scurried down onto the rug next to Natasha’s chair, reaching for the zipper of Natasha’s pants. But Tasha stops her, grabbing her wrist.

“Did I tell you to do that?’ she asks, tilting her head to the side.

“I’m sorry, Mommy,” Y/N blushes.

Y/N watched attentively as her girlfriend pulled out the key ring and unlocked the bottom right drawer of her desk. Y/N’s favorite drawer. She pulled out a vibrator with a log, curved section and a clitoral suctioning part. Y/N squeezed her thighs together, craving any friction to soothe the pulsing ache.

“Here are the rules, princess,” Natasha voiced, “No touching yourself with this in. No touching me. No trying to turn this off or take it out. And no cumming,”

“What? But-”

“No arguing either. You don't get to cum until I say so. Do you remember your safe words?”

“Yes, red,” Y/N voiced.

“Good girl. Now wit with your back against the desk and spread your legs,”

Y/N eagerly obeyed, spreading her leg to display her dripping pussy.”Fuck, button, you’re soaked!”

“Mommy, please! It’s so achy it hurts! “ Y/N whined, thrusting her hips up.

Natasha shushed her and ran the vibrator through her folds. Y/ N moaned at the stimulation.

“Good thing you’re so wet,’ Natasha chuckled before sliding the vibrator in.

“Oh mygodMommy,” Y/N moaned as Natasha clasped the vibrator into place.

“And you better stay quiet, button. You wouldn’t wanna distract Mommy and make it take even longer,” Natasha purred before straightening and returning to her work.

Y/N’s toes curled and she pressed them hard into the rug as the vibrator jumped to life. She bit her lip, trying to stay quiet. The vibrations rippled through her whole body.

Heat built quickly in her core as the toy stipulated all the right places, and Y/N realized how hard it would be not to cum. Just as she thought she might break the rules right off the bat and cum, the vibrations stopped.

Y/N’s hand that flew up to cover her mouth was the only thing that muffled her cry of disappointment as her impending climax faded away. Natasha made a tsking sound of disapproval at the sound.

A few seconds later, the vibrator clicked on with twice the intensity of before. Y/N bit her lip so hard she tasted blood as she instinctively thrust her hips forward.

This was going to be harder than she though

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The scrawl of Natash’s pen mocked Y/N as she gripped the rug and the edge of the disk like it was her life line. To her, it felt like an eternity since that first ruined orgasum, but in reality, it had only been a little more than an hour.

Y/N lost count of the number of times her climax had been ripped away, but she was hypersensitive from the mixture of overstimulation and lack of reward.

She looked up at Natasha, who has been ensnared in her work. For the first 30 minutes or so, Natasha had given Y/N some occational affection or praise; stroking her hair or crooning she was doing good. But the deeper she sunk into her work, the less she acknowledged Y/N.

Y/N was quickly dropping into subspace and deeply craved Natasha’s touch and praise. But she feared angering her too much to ask for it.

Silent tears of disappointment and sensitivity dripped down her cheeks as yet another climax was ruined. Turns out the vibrator was programmed to shut off and back on at random times, giving her a short burst of strong stimulation, then nothing, then longer stretches of painfully little stimulation followed again by another strong burst.

Y/N reached up and wiped her tears away with the heel of her hand; sniffling. Natasha didn’t seem to notice.Y/N's whole body was a live wire. Her clothes chafed her skin and her bra felt so rough on her overly sensitive nipples. She wished Natasha had taken them off to spare her the discomfort.

Looking up at Natasha, Y/N started to wonder if she had forgotten about her. The tears slipped out faster at the thought and she stifled a sob.

The heat in her core rose yet again and her whole body writhed. She needed more. Y/N needed the touch of her lover. The sweet release only she could give her.

“Mommy?’” Y/N crooked so softly she could barely hear herself. Natasha must not have heard her either, cause she didn’t look over, “Moomyy!” Y?N repeated, louder this time.

Natasha looked down at her with a shocked expression.

“Mommy I’m sorry I know you’re working but I just need you so bad need to cum hurts so bad so sensitive I’m sorry Mommy I need you so bad!” she blubbered so quickly it was almost not understandable.

“Shh, shhh, it’s okay baby,” Natsha soothes, pushing the stack of papers aside and reaching for Y/N. Her hands were so stimulating on Y/N’s sensitive skin as she pulled her up, she moaned. Natasha placed Y/N in her lap and pulled the vibrator out.

Y/N let out a mix between a cry and a whine at the loss of stimulation.

“Shh, you did so good, baby! So good for Mommy! You’vre such a good girl,” Natasha soothed as Y/N buried her face into her girlfriend's neck, “Mommy’s so sorry, button! She got so distracted with her silly work, she didn’t give her babygirl the attention she needed. I’m so sorry, baby!”

“ ‘s okay, “ Y/N hiccuped into her neck.

“How are you feeling, baby?” Natasha asked gently, stroking her hair.

“All fuzzy, but still so so achy, Mommy, still need you so bad! I was a good girl and don't cum yet I need you so bad!” Y/N snuffled.

“Aww baby, you were such a good girl! Mommy’s gonna give you the best good girl reward,” Natasha cooed, picking Y/N and moving towards the door.

“No, Mommy, right here! Watn right here,” Y?N whimpered, gripping the desk.

“Baby, don’t you wanna go to our comfy bed? I know you’re all fuzzy right now,” Natasha voices gently.

“No, Mommy!” Y/N repeated, “W-want you right here!”

“Okay, button! Mommy’s gonna fuck her sweet babygirl right here on her desk, Natasha crooned.

Y/N arched her back, pressing herself further into Natasha as she set her on the desk. She clung to Natasha as she pushed the papers aside, some of them falling off the desk. But she didn’t care.

Y/N’s needy hands reached down and fumbled with the zipper of Natasha’s pants, but she couldn't seem to get them off. She let out a huff of desperation and frustration, but Natasha shushed her.

“Let Mommy get it, button. Mommy's gonna take care of everything, gonna make you feel all better,”

Natash cooed, easing the zipper down and parting Y/N’s legs gently.

Y/N whimpered at the sight of the thick strap. Natasha knew Y/N was far too sensitive for a real toy, but she also knew Y/N would settle for nothing less.

Natashea eased Y/N back on the desk until she was flat against it, Natasha’s hand under her head.

“You ready, princess?”

“Mmm hmm!” Please, Mommy!” Y/N cried, bucking her hips again.

Natasha used her other hand to pin Y/N’s hips down as she eased the strap into her. The stretch burned deliciously through her and Y/N could no longer hold back her moans.

“Good girl,” Natasha purred, “Moan for Mommy. Let her know how good she’s making you feel,”

Natasha was ever so gentle as she eazed the strap into Y/N’s hypersensitive pussy, but it did little to soothe the ache in her core. Y/N whimpered as she bottomed out, gripping Natashas’ shoulders.

“MommyMommYMommyMommy needmorepleaseohfuck,” Y/N babbled.

“Shhh, Mommy’s got you, button, Gonna take such good care of you,”

Natasha shifted the strap out a few inches before gently thrusting back in. Y/N moaned and continued chanting her name and crying how good it felt. Natasha knew how deep Y/N had dropped into sub space and that she had to be extra gentle.

“You’re Mommy’s best good girl, princess! You’re doing so good! Mommy’s so proud of you,” Natasha cooed as she thrusted into her again.

Y/N tugged at her own shirt desperately.

“Off, off,” Y/N repeated as she tried pulling her shirt off.

:Let Mommy get it for you,” Natasha voiced, pulling Y/N’s shirt off and unclasping her bra.

Y/N writhed as the cool air hit her hard, sensitive nipples. Natasha couldn’t help but lean down and wrap her lips around one of the buds, twirling her tongue around it.

Y/N laced her fingers through Natasha’s hair and wrapped her legs around her hips, arching her breasts further into Natasha’s mouth.

Between the gentle thrust s of the strap, Natasha’s mouth around her nipple,, and the way the strap ‘s base rubbed against her clit, Y/N’s climax built rapidly.Natasha switched to the other nippled and Y/N bucked her hips up into her again.

“M-Mommy gonna cum, please can I cum!” Y/N asked, writhing under her.

“Yes, babygirl, cum for Mommy,” Natasha purred, “You've been such a good girl, cum for Mommy,”

Stars danced in her vision and Y/N’s eyes fluttered shut as her climax hit her. Almost inhuman sounds of pleasure poured from her lips as Natasha worked her through the mind blowing orgasum. Y/N’s whole body went limp on the desk.

“You look so beautiful,princess,” Natasha voiced as she eased the strap out of Y/N “You were so perfect for Mommy,”

Y/N let out a hum of approval at the praise, head falling to the side. Her eyes stayed shut and she was only half aware as Natasha picked her up and carried her to their room.

Y/N felt the soft mattress under her back, then Natasha’s hands pulled away.

“Nooo,” Y/N mewled, reaching blindly for natasha.

“I’m just going to draw a bath, princess! I’ll be right back!”

“Noo wanna go with,”

Natasha realized just how much it was going to take to ease Y/N out of subspace and wrapped her arms back around her,picking her up.

“Okay, sweet girl, I’m right here,”

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marsthebabie · 5 months

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Cuddles

Natasha Romanoff x Reader

Y/N's pov

I jolt awake from a nightmare ans automatically start crying for my mommy. I soon remember that mommy is away on a mission. I want mommy so much. I hope mommy isn't dead, because she died in my dream and I couldn't live without my mommy. I continue to cry regardless if my mommy isn't here. The dream was so scary especially when it's about losing mommy. I curl up in a little ball and hug my stuffed bear Mr. Chubbs and sob into him. When someone bursts into the room. "Princess" She asks worriedly.

Nat's Pov

I'm currently on the quinn jet going home to the tower. I'm so excited to see my little one. I can't wait to have her in my arms again. I know she's safe in the tower but I know that Y/N is safer in my arms. The quinn jet lands and I'm the first one out. I head into the common room and say hi to everyone. I see everyone except Y/N. "Guys where's Y/N" I ask. "She's in her room" Steve replies. I nod and get into the elevator. "Miss Romanoff, miss L/N appears to be is distress" Friday informs me. I start to panic and I run straight to our shared room. "Princess" I ask worriedly.

Y/N's Pov

I look up and it's mommy! I get up and run to her instantly wrapping my arms around her and sobbing into her chest. "Aw honey. What's wrong" she asks. "I had dad dweam chu were dead" I say sobbing harder. "Oh baby my sweet girl. It's only a dream. I'm right her hun" She says soothingly. She shuts the door and strips her suit and picks me up and carries me to the bed. She holds me in the fetal position and rocks me back and forth. "Shhh honey mommy's got you baby. I'm right here" She cooed. After A while my crying softens. My mommy brushes my hair out of my face and smiles warmly at me. "you okay bunny" mommy asks. I nod . She smiles and kisses my nose which makes me giggle. "How about some cuddles" She asks and I nod instantly.

Nat's Pov

I lean back into the bed and set my baby on top of me with her head on my chest. "Comfy baby"I ask and she nods. "Yes mommy" she answers. I sing and stroke her back so she falls asleep. When I see that she's asleep I soon fall asleep with my little one in my arms. All safe and sound.

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thepsychewrites · 2 years

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Lost and Found | N. Romanoff

Natasha Romanoff x F!Reader

Summary: After finding where Natasha had been hiding the past few months since the fall out after the Sokovia Accords, you were determined to never lose her again.

Warnings: 18+ ONLY, MDNI ;; brief mention of a gun, teeny bit of angst if you squint, established relationship, smut, fingering and oral (R receiving), descriptive language, mommy kink (sorry not sorry), slight praise, nipple sucking, cum eating, this is depraved besties i’m not gonna lie, mentions of scissoring.

Word Count: 3k

Author’s Note: Hi besties — I haven’t posted in AGES, so here’s my comeback 😎 I hope you whores enjoy. Reblogs n feedback are highly appreciated <3

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There are a few things in life you deemed regrettable.

The dress you wore to junior year prom. The obnoxious blue colored frames you chose for your first pair of glasses.Turning down a full ride to Princeton and the handful of scholarships other ivy leagues offered. Working for SHIELD instead of an organization less life-threatening and deceptive. Running as a fugitive of the law from saving your friends life and not registering into the Sokovia Accords.

Looking back on the decisions you’ve made, there was only one you’d go back and change if you were ever given the chance.

You wouldn’t have let Natasha convince you to split off — going your separate ways off grid without one another after the two of you, along with nearly half of your friends, were seen as traitors of the team. It was an awful idea to begin with, but Natasha has a way of convincing people she always knows the right answer to everything. At one point, the two of you were connected at the hip, never doing anything without the other close by. But it’s been three months since you’ve seen your girlfriend, and you weren’t going to stay away any longer.

It was nearly impossible to find where she was hiding out. The woman was the epitome of camouflage, even out in the open she couldn’t be seen. She was untraceable, untrackable. It would be an easier job to find a Tasmanian tiger still alive in the wild than it would be to find Natasha Romanoff on the run.

Unless, of course, you knew exactly what to look for.

After weeks of digging around, endlessly searching every corner of the world — you found her.

Tucked under the cover of the towering and snowy Norwegian mountains, dusk had just settled down over the trailer home Natasha had secured herself in. A faint yellow light illuminated the inside, partially blocked from the charcoal curtains that hung over the small dirty windows. She had gotten into the shower less than two minutes ago, the faint pitter patter of the scalding water dropping around her barely heard from the outside. Your ear was pressed against the metallic paneling of the trailer, listening for your opportunity to enter.

Natasha’s guard was down. It was now or never.

With careful footsteps you tiptoed across the mossy grass, your breath slow and steady. You pulled a pick from your sleeve, placing it in the lower lock of the door and waiting to hear the clicks. Once the last one sounded, you turned the handle to check your success. It unlocked. You placed the pick in the deadbolt, wiggling around until it too snapped out of place. With a cautious push you opened the door.

Natasha was never big on keeping sentimental items around, and that was still true for her current hideout. It was set up like any standard trailer home, a living room to the right that led into a small kitchen, which connected to a narrow hallway where the bathroom was before opening into a bedroom to the left of the house. The couch had a few knitted blankets thrown over the sides of it, a computer and some books messily laid atop a rectangular table in front. The kitchen counter held a few loose pieces of change, a vase with wilting pansies and lilacs dangling over its sides, and a short stack collection of Norwegian magazines. She had obviously attempted to make it as homey as possible, but that could be a difficult task for someone who never had a true place to call home.

Natasha must have felt the shift in the atmosphere, because the second you had sat down the shower turned quiet, a heavy silence filling the space. You waited the long seconds in between, the time racking up to two minutes until you heard any noise from the bathroom. The door opened with an odd creak, a suspecting redhead turning the corner quickly with a glock in hand, pointed directly at you. Her hair was dripping onto the linoleum floor below, her baggy t-shirt and black cotton shorts sticking to her body. It took her three seconds to lower it, a surprised look covering her face.

You couldn’t help but laugh. “Good god, Natasha, I hope you don’t greet all of your guests like that.” A light smile pulled at your lips, eyebrows raised in amusement at her slightly panicked state.

“Y/n? What the hell are you doing here?” She asked in a whispered yell, creeping closer and placing the gun down by the kitchen sink. Before waiting for an answer she turned to the door, pressing into it and relocking the deadbolt, moving next to close the gaps in the curtains over the closest window.

Standing up from the couch, you inched towards her. “Did you really think I wouldn’t come find you? After four years together I thought you’d know me better than that, Natty.” Upon reaching her, you couldn’t help but to tuck back a fallen strand of hair, your thumb gliding across her warm, terribly flushed cheek. “Plus,” You said with a sigh, “I was getting lonely. It’s cold at night when you’re not in bed next to me.”

Natasha looked disappointed, her frown slightly pouty, but her eyes were warm and understanding. “Where were you staying?”

You couldn’t help but groan playfully. “A miserable, cramped apartment in Vienna. It wasn’t ideal, but… I didn't have much of a choice. It was safe.”

Natasha’s pretty green eyes were studying you intensely, almost as if she was seeing your face for the first time again. A gentle hand found your hip, and she pushed at your soft skin until your bodies connected. “You should’ve stayed there,” She mumbled, her gaze falling to your lips. “If they find out where I am…”

“They won’t.” You assured with a shake of your head.

“You’ll get us both killed.” She stated with warning in her voice, her forehead resting against yours.

You hummed, your lips a hair's width from hers. Her breath was hot. Minty. Inviting.

“Then I hope they bury us somewhere with a view.”

With enough time wasted, you pressed your lips to hers, a familiar taste settling in your mouth. Both of her hands found your sides now, pushing you into her with a desperate force as her tongue circled against yours with a fire you almost forgot she possessed. The second a choked whimper came from you, she pulled back. “Bedroom, now.” It was all she said before you were being picked up, her fingers clutching your thighs as she hauled you up, your legs instinctively wrapping around her waist as your arms did the same around her neck.

You pushed her hair away from her face, biting and kissing the pale skin at her jawline and throat as she maneuvered the two of you through the hallway, kicking at the bedroom door to get it open. She openly groaned when you nipped at her sweet spot, your teeth pinching the skin right under her ear. Natasha found your lips once more before sitting you down on top of her bed, the blankets being shoved to the side.

Her fingers gathered the material at the bottom of your sweatshirt, gripping it harshly and dragging it up your torso. “Get this off. All of it. I need to see my girl.” With a quick pull she had it up and over your head in a second, her mouth leaving a sloppy trail over your collarbone while moving to the hooks of your bra and unclasping them.

With each mark of Natasha’s lips across your skin, she claimed you as hers. It wasn’t a question in either of your minds — you belonged to one another. Time didn’t mean a thing. Whether it was three months or three years, you would always be hers, and Natasha would always be yours.

Her shirt came off next, no bra to fiddle with underneath. Natasha straddled your legs, her chest now fully on top of yours as she pushed you back into the mattress, the added weight simultaneously comforting you and making your head spin. You could’ve cried as you felt her taut nipples drag across your breasts, a feeling you’ve missed all too much these last few weeks. “Nat…” You whined, already struck with the ache that always came with her feeling you up, “Need you…”

Her eyes stayed on yours as she worked her way down, kissing and nibbling at any and every inch of skin to her disposal. “I know you need me, baby. Be patient.” She never kept you waiting for long, but things might be different this time around. Three months was too much time spent without you. Her dreams always led her to imagine you here in this exact spot, stretched out over her bed and peering up at her with that hazy look she couldn’t get enough of. She wanted to savor this moment and bask in the beauty that was laid out before her. She wanted to move slowly when she felt you, kissed you, tasted you, so as to not let this dream pass by in a second's time.

Natasha’s mouth dropped to your tingling chest, her tongue dipping out ever so slightly when she reached your breasts, circling around them before taking your nipple into her mouth. She began with the right side, wrapping her kiss-swollen lips over it and sucking heavily, closing her eyes and humming in contentment. The vibrations ran through you like water, sending shockwaves of pleasure down every nerve. Your need for her touch only grew when her hands moved, one finding your other boob and squeezing down on it, the other connecting with the center of your throat, grasping just enough to make you work for your breath. Her tongue toyed with your nipple for only a moment more before she released it, a string of spit snapping at the lost connection. She quickly found the other, giving it the same treatment as you squirmed beneath her. Your hands were leaving light scratches up and down the expanse of her back, which only drove Natasha crazier by the second.

“Fuck… please, Nat. Please touch me.” You were growing impatient, loving how good she was making you feel but knowing if she didn’t touch you where you needed her, and soon, you would combust.

She bit down softly on your puffy nipple, a warning and a tease, before letting it pop from between her lips to hover over you. “What do you want then, pretty girl? My fingers…” She tipped her head down to kiss your nose. “My mouth?” Another wet kiss to your cheek. “I’ll give you my cunt if that’s what you want… but you’ve got to behave for me first.” She whispered darkly in your ear before nipping at your lobe.

A depraved sob left you, your mind swirling with desire and too clouded in everything Natasha to give her a coherent answer. You wanted all of the above, but being greedy never got you anywhere.

“Hmm, is my baby too excited to speak?” Natasha knew you could get soft and sweet on her like this sometimes, and it wasn’t any wonder it would happen after so long apart. “That’s alright, I’ve got you angel. Mommy’s here.” She cooed delicately and without hesitation.

Her words made your head spin.

It was instinctual, the way in which she knew how to love you. Like maybe she was put into the universe to do exactly that. And if her higher purpose was to care for you, love you, and to be so intensely intertwined with you like this? Then she would accept that fate with open arms.

Natasha sat up onto her knees, her hands coming to cradle your sides as she helped push you further towards the headboard. With a huff you laid back against the few satiny pillows, watching with lidded eyes as Natasha settled her gaze onto your clothed pussy. The dark denim presented a barrier between her and her favorite thing in the world — and she wouldn’t let it stay there for long. Her fingers immediately found the button and zipper, both being undone in a matter of seconds. She removed the jeans from your legs, aimlessly throwing them by the door. To be even more of a tease, she bent over, placing a singular kiss at the band of your lacy underwear, her teeth grazing the edge. She pulled the material between her lips, eyes locked on yours before slowly dragging them down your thighs, over your bent knees, and past your ankles until they too were off. While still sitting upright she found the waist of her shorts, pulling them off in one swift movement. She had nothing underneath, the two of you now completely bare.

Seeing Natasha like this after so long made you emotional, and you couldn’t help how your eyes watered up at the sight of her. “You’re so perfect, Nat. So beautiful…” You mumbled through blurred vision, a sniffle coming soon after.

“Oh sweet girl,” She said in the same quiet manner, coming back down to leave a kiss on your lips. “So are you. Absolutely perfect and all mine. I’ve missed you more than words can say.” Her hands trailed over your sides, your hips, your thighs, anywhere they could find purchase and anchor her down. “Let me take care of you tonight, baby. Are you gonna be good for mommy and let me do that? Huh? You gonna let your mommy show you how much she missed you?”

Her voice carried to your ears and sent chills through your spine, setting a fire to your core and making it burn straight through you. You’d let this woman do anything she desired, no questions asked. “Yes mommy,” You nodded fervently, “Want you so bad.”

Her hands traveled under your thighs and dug into the skin at your hips, giving her the leverage she needed to sink back on her knees, her face now right above your glistening pussy. You barely had time to blink before her tongue was dragging flat up your folds, gathering your slick and twirling over your clit. Cursing through a particularly loud moan, your head pushed into the pillows as your back arched from the bed, delirium washing over you.

It was clear Natasha enjoyed how your body responded, her lips closing around your bud to suckle it, finding a steady rhythm that sent you writhing in her grasp. She ate you out like she was on death row and it was her last meal, savoring every drop of your arousal that entered her mouth.

You didn’t notice when one of her hands left your hip until you felt the pad of her middle finger circle around the tight ring of your pussy. Crying out, you bucked up into her face, her remaining hand landing over your stomach to keep you down. The tip of her finger entered you slowly, pushing in deep until finding your sweet spot and curling up.

“Holy shit,” You gasped, “Fuck — Nat please, harder.”

Begging was always a weakness of Natasha’s, and you knew that all too well. With a hungry growl against your throbbing clit, her pace increased as she pounded in and out, sneakily adding in her ring finger before pushing in as deep as possible. She could feel your walls pulsing, knowing she was about to send you over the edge.

Your mouth hung open, unrestrained moans and squeaks falling out with every drag of her hand. Your own fingers were combed and interlaced through her red hair, the only thing keeping you tethered to this earth.

As you neared closer and closer to your peak, the hand she held over your stomach pushed down, making her thrusts feel unbearably deep. She moaned against you, her spit coating your nub as she lapped at it. All of her movements were starting to become too much for you to handle, and your breathing got winded and lost as you approached your release. Your orgasm rippled through your body as you dove headfirst into pleasure, eyes screwed shut and static filling your head.

As your body fell limp and the only word you could blabber was a faint “Nat” over and over, Natasha gently released your clit from her mouth, her hand slowing down and pulling out of your fluttering warmth.

Your juices were soaking her fingers, a white creaminess she’s been craving for weeks dripping down her knuckles. Natasha looked down, watching as cum leaked out from your pretty cunt, prideful in knowing she was the reason why.

In a move that almost sent you reeling into another orgasm, she brought her fingers to her mouth, closing her swollen lips right over them to lick up your cum. “I almost forgot how good that little pussy tastes.” Natasha hummed, still sucking any remaining slick off, “How good my little pussy tastes.” She corrected with a smirk.

Your vision was swarming with stars, eyes glossed over from how strong you came. Trembling legs ghosted over Natasha’s sides, heart still pounding but your breath was leveling out.

“Thank you, Natty.” You spoke with a voice so sweet and small it had your girlfriend's lips pulling up in a wide smile and quiet laugh.

Her nails raked over your belly, thumbs caressing your nipples once more. “Don’t thank me just yet, princess. I told you if you were good Mommy would let you have her cunt, remember?” She took in your widening eyes and nodding head, a fresh fire sparking in her core. With careful movements she crawled up your body, hooking a leg over yours and lowering herself down until her pussy rested atop yours.

“You’ve been such a good girl, so Mommy needs to keep her word. Get comfortable, angel. We have all night, and I’m not letting you go anywhere.”

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marvelfanfics1 · 9 months

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I saw that you don't have anything by wandanat :(

So here's my request : can you do a scenario where the reader just love her mommies boobies and she always grab her boobies and lays on it

I love boobies sooo 😻

Love Language

Pairing: Mommy!WandaNat x little!reader

Warnings: Age Regression, boobs, fluff

Warnings: I've been dying to write for my favorite redheads and I'm sorry if it's too short 😭

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Your mommies adore how affectionate and loving you are, always giving them kisses or hugs randomly throughout the day to make sure they know how much you love them.

After a while Natasha and Wanda noticed how you would sometimes grab one of their boobs, squeezing them or caressing them with your finger like you were drawing something.

Neither of them mind it at all, they think it's adorable because it also seems you don't realize you're doing it, it mostly happens when you're cuddling with them and are focused on the TV or your tablet.

Just like now, you were cuddling with Wanda and sucking on your paci while Natasha was in the kitchen on the phone talking and probably cursing in russian.

After a while your hand crept up your mommy's shirt to get hold of her boob, your gaze still fixated on the cartoon that Wanda had put on for you.

"You all comfortable, baby?" She asked and you nodded, snuggling even closer to her and sighing contently when she started to scratch your back with her nails, the sensation giving you goosebumps.

Natasha walked in and smiled at the sight of her favorite girls all cuddled up together. She also noticed you were again kind of drawing shapes on Wanda's chest.

She didn't address it and just flopped on the couch on Wanda's other side. The second your Mama laid down you leaned over to give her a paci kiss.

"Wove you mommies." you smiled brightly and went to lay between your mommies with your head now resting on Natasha's chest.

"We love you more, little dove," Natasha said and placed her arm over you both to hold you close.

Later in the middle of the night, your mommies were letting you sleep in their bed after you had a nightmare and were too afraid to sleep alone.

Natasha was scrolling on her phone when she felt you moving beside her, turning on your side so you were facing her and still asleep.

As you got settled again she continued to scroll until she felt your hand grabbing at her shirt, whining a little.

"Shh, Mommies are here." She whispered but you didn't stop, she got an idea and carefully took off her shirt to not wake you or Wanda up by all the movements.

She tossed the shirt away and got comfortable again, pulling you a little closer.

In a matter of seconds your hand was on her boob and the whining died down to quiet snores, making Natasha chuckle at how fast you can be calmed down just by her or Wanda's boobs.

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marvelslittlewhore · 1 year

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Feeling Tingly

PAIRING | Mommy!Natasha x little!reader

WARNINGS | 18+ MDNI, mdlg themes, smut, stuffie humping, mommy kink

Some might think, hm I've read this before, that's because I deleted that fic from my main-blog (@marvelfanfics1) and turned it into a sfw blog ;)

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You have been horny all day, it's Natasha's fault you're feeling like this. She teased you this whole morning, rubbing her hand over your panties but not doing anything. Then, without giving you anything, she went out of bed and got you both dressed.

Now, you were sitting in the living room wiggling on the ground to get some friction, but it doesn't help. Which Natasha noticed of course.

"What's wrong Dove? You have been wiggly and bouncy today" she said and crouched down next to you, seeing your pouty face.

"Mommy help me. 'M feeling tingly" you whined and bounced on your knees.

"Where are you feeling tingly?" she asked even though she knows what you meant, she just wants to tease you some more.

"There," you blushed and pointed down to your skirt, making Natasha smirk.

"Oh yeah, and you need Mommy to make it go away?" she tilted her head and you nod. "Okay, but I won't touch you. You gonna make it yourself"

You pout that she won't touch you, but it's better than nothing. She made you stand up and pulled down your skirt together with your panties and tossed them to the side.

"Stay" she demanded and grabbed one of your stuffies, placing it between your legs. "Now sit down"

"On my stuffie?"

"Yes, on your stuffie," she said and so you did. Straddling your stuffie you looked at Natasha, waiting for further instructions.

When she adjusted you, you felt something brush your clit and gasped. Natasha smirked and did it again, this time you let out a soft moan.

"Now, rock back and forth. Trust me" she said and when you began to rock your hips it felt better and better.

You started to rock faster, moaning and whimpering, you looked at your Mommy. She was resting on her elbows, enjoying the show before her.

The coil in your abdomen tightens the more you hump your stuffie. You closed your eyes when you felt you were close, but you need Natasha's permission first.

"Mommy, 'M gonna cum" you moaned, humping faster.

"Cum my Dove, cum for Mommy," she said, and when the coil snapped you moaned out loud.

You were still rocking back and forth to ride out your orgasm. Natasha went behind you and you leaned against her, closing your eyes.

"such a good girl, but I'm not done with you" you gasped when her fingers went along through your still wet folds. "Mommy wants some fun too"

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colorfulpuppystarfish · 9 months

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Looking for Request and ideas

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lokislittlemidgardian · 1 year

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Santa baby

Content - age regression, mob!cg!winterwidow (but not insinuated by the story), sad!reader, mentions of Covid, Christmas, bucky dresses up as Santa, crafting, angst to insane amounts of fluff, don’t like don’t read.

Summary - Christmas Eve/day with your mommy and daddy.

Authors note - Merry Christmas my angels!, I hope you all have spectacular days and that you get all the presents and cuddles you can possibly get, reblogs are greatly appreciated, I hope you enjoy <3

Nothing had really gone right for Christmas this year.

The pandemic ruined everything for you and your family, you had planned Christmas for a few days into the new year after everyone was over their sickness.

But that wasn’t Christmas, it would never be the same.

“Cmon sweetheart, we’ll be together” Nat cooed wiping a few escaped tears away from your cheekbones.

“But not the same” you whimpered burying your face in her chest “hey now, I know it’s not the same buttercup but at least we’ll be together” bucky whispered picking you up and lightly bouncing you in his arms.

“Promise?” “We promise baby” the two of them whispered “how about we get your mind off it hey?, do you wanna make something?” “Christmas cards?” “Okay angel we can make Christmas cards!, who do you wanna make them for” Natasha cheered excitedly grabbing some supplies from your crafting table.

“For auntie Wanda, uncle vision, uncle tony, auntie pepper, auntie carol, uncle steve, uncle Bruce-“ “okay so we wanna make them for everyone don’t we princess?” Bucky chuckled laying out the pipe cleaners and glitter glue.

“Yes!” You exclaimed giggly taking in the joy from the crafting supplies.

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By the end of the night you had fallen asleep while adding the finishing touches to your auntie Maria’s Christmas card.

“Nat” bucky whispered signalling down at you to his wife “oh sweetheart” she chuckled stroking your cheek “you put her down I’ll finish Maria’s card” she whispered gently placing a kiss to you and Buckys nose.

“Okay, cmon then little one” he sighed out gently taking you in his arms and cradling you to his body.

After walking up the large fight of stairs he opened the oak door to your bedroom and stepped inside.

Taking in your white Christmas tree he chuckled at the sight, of course that was why Natasha had been putting you too bed as of late, she’d bought you your own Christmas tree.

“Oh how could mommy resist” he smiled looking down at your sweet sleeping face.

Pulling back your duvet he gently sat lied you down cooing down at you when you stirred slightly “shh it’s okay angel go back to sleep it’s just daddy”

Placing your blue lamb underneath your right arm he placed a kiss to the top of your nose before getting up

“sweet dreams little one, I love you”

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“Natasha do I really have to do this babe?” bucky chuckled taking off his grey shirt and picking up the red costume.

“Yes you do, besides you look incredibly handsome” she laughed heartily placing a kiss to his lips “why thank you, how about now?” He said securing the long white beard against his chin.

Letting out a long wheeze she brought her hands to the side of his face “just as handsome as the day I met you”

Giving Bucky the brown bag she made sure the presents were secure before helping him drape the bag over his shoulder.

“Alright remember the plan, hang on where’s alpine?” She sighed “over there I’ll go get her” bucky said running over to the white fluffy cat.

Picking her up Natasha secured the antlers to her furry head “now alpine you remember the plan yes?” She questioned the little animal “meow” “good girl” Nat chuckled watching the two of them disappear down the staircase.

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“Sweetheart quick wake up” you heard Natasha whisper excitedly to you lightly shaking your shoulder.

“Mommy, what time is it?” You said quietly bringing your fists up to gently rub your eyes “its 4 in the morning baby, I know it’s early but I have to show you something, cmon” she said gently helping you out of bed.

Taking hold of your hand she helped the two of you walk down the large staircase always having ahold of your hand.

When you reached the bottom you saw the illuminating light from the Christmas tree lighting up the dark living room.

All of a sudden you saw a man with a bright red suit and a long white beard come from the kitchen

“Santa” you whispered.

“That’s right baby, but we have to be quiet so he doesn’t spot us okay?” “Okay mama”

Watching lightly as he slung down the brown bag off of his shoulder. Watching as he set out neatly wrapped presents underneath the tree “mama he’s eaten the biscuits” you giggled quietly poking Natasha’s arm gently.

“I can see that angel, it’s not really a surprise though is it you made them so delicious” she whispered placing a kiss to your temple.

“But the reindeer hasn’t eaten his carrot yet mama” “oh well give it time princess” Natasha smirked, just as she said that you saw a white flash dance across the living room and roll the carrot off of the place with his nose.

Letting out a gasp you turned to Natasha “that’s a tiny reindeer mama” “it is a tiny reindeer baby girl” she chuckled.

After the presents were all set up you watched as he gathered up his bag and picked up the “baby reindeer”

Turning around he smiled underneath his beard and lightly waved at you before walking back through to the kitchen.

“Okay baby time for bed” Natasha whispered walking you back up the staircase and towards your room “mama Santa’s handsome” you giggled kicking your legs slightly “he is isn’t he angel” your mommy chuckled.

“He looks a bit like daddy doesn’t he?” You whispered playing with the ear of your lamb “he does a bit” she smiled kissing your forehead.

“Okay sweetie get some sleep” she mumbled stroking your head watching your eyes fall gently.

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“Little one, time to wake up” Bucky whispered gently stroking your cheek with his vibranium hand.

When you came to there were snowy footprints on your bamboo floorboards and a long string of ribbon that had been tied to your bedpost and out through the doorway.

“Daddy daddy it’s Christmas!” You cheered excitedly leaping up from your bed and into his arms “it sure is my love” he chuckled placing your soft toy under your arm and making his way out of your bedroom.

“What do you think this ribbons for doll?” He questioned pointing out the gold fabric as he made his way down the stairs.

“I dunno dada” you said in a sing song like voice making his smile warmly at you.

“Good morning my darling” Natasha called out happily stepping over presents and reaching out to lift you from Buckys arms into her own.

“Morning mama” you giggled kicking your feet lightly “did you tell daddy about who we saw last night?” She asked curiously hoping you hadn’t thought it was a dream.

“Oh yeah! Daddy we saw Santa!” You shrieked grinning widely at the two of them “you saw Santa?” He gasped “yeah and a baby reindeer” you giggled remembering the small animal.

“Are they always white when they’re born daddy?” “Umm yes sweetheart” Bucky answered watching Nat contain her laughter at your adorable question.

“Your so lucky that you got to see Santa little one, not many people can say that they have” he said softly looking at your happy little face.

“I know dada I’m so lucky” you smiled climbing up on the sofa next to them.

After a few minutes of cuddles and soft whispering you decided to ask them your favourite question on Christmas.

“Mama, dada?” “Yes little angel?”

“Present time?” You asked innocently looking in between the two of them making them laugh heartily.

“Yes sweetheart presents now, go grab them then” Natasha said gently kissing your temple.

You were such a lucky girl.

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