team spirit - natasha romanoff
Summary: nat just wants to make sure the team is all on the same page
Request: based on this ask
Warnings: power bottom nat, cheerleader!nat, choking, strap-on use, scratching, marking, unedited
Word Count: 1.7k
A/N: look at me finishing another one of my wips 🤩
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We're gonna be out in the field today
I'll wear the shorts you like ;)
That was the promise that found you sitting on the bleachers, sunglasses on your face as you watched your girlfriend being tossed into the air. Shorts clinging to her skin and leaving very little to the imagination. It made your mouth water.
Natasha loved the attention you were giving her, making sure all her spins were perfect just so you'd be impressed. You were impressed with anything she did. You bit your lip as she was let down by her teammates, her tits practically bouncing out of the sports bra that felt two sizes too small.
"That was good, take five everyone," She yelled over the group, bending down to grab her water bottle before starting her way to you. But before she could get too much further, one of her teammates pulled her attention, stopping her from going up to you. Your eyes however stayed on her, enough to notice the way she gripped her water bottle a little too tight. You didn't even notice one of her teammates coming up to you.
"Hey, I'm Darcy," You looked up, tearing your eyes away from Natasha to see the brunette leaning over the row of seats in front of you, just enough you had a view down her shirt. Not that you looked. "I've never seen you around here before."
"I don't usually come to watch," You said, hoping she'd drop it and walk away for her own good. "I'm-"
"Baby," Natasha's voice sounded from behind Darcy. She turned her body towards the red head, her blood almost turning cold at the look she received. "Darcy would you give us a moment please."
It wasn't a question. "I'll see you around."
You lifted your sunglasses, leaning back into the seat as a smirk grew on your lips, Natasha fought the urge to grin herself, deciding instead to move onto your lap. Your lips touched the salty skin of where her neck met her shoulder, pulling her closer to you.
"I like your shorts, baby," You said, making her roll her eyes and turn her body so she was straddling you. She gasped when she felt the bulge in your pants, making you grip her hips harder.
"I wore them just for you," She hummed before subtly grinding her hips onto yours, enjoying the way your pants rubbed against her clothed pussy. She gripped your hair and pulled you closer, your lips meeting as she continued her movements against you.
"Your team is watching," You said, she only kissed you harder, sliding her tongue into your mouth and tugging on your hair. She only pulled away when she knew she had to go back to practice.
"Let them," She dipped her head into your neck, sucking and biting your skin just hard enough to leave a mark. "Try not to get anyone else kicked off my team."
You tilted your head, your eyes following descend the stairs and walk up to Darcy. You watched her exchange a few words before the brunette froze and her shoulder drooped. "Go." You didn't hear Natasha say it, but by the way she pointed towards the end of the field and turned her back without a second thought you knew what she'd done.
You didn't want to admit how much that turned you on. Natasha knew you were attracted to her possessiveness, and she never once let you forget it. Poor Darcy.
Your eyes stayed glued to Natasha for the rest of practice, making Natasha extra flustered. Nobody could tell except you, her cheeks only got that rosy when she was turned on. Practice never made her so flushed.
You walked up to her as she was slinging her workout bag over her shoulder, pulling her into you by her waist and kissing the side of her neck. She hummed at the contact, leaning back into you.
"I'm gonna go get you a smoothie, I'll meet you in the locker room," You told her before kissing just below her earlobe.
"Okay," She said, reaching up to keep your face close to hers so she could give you another lingering kiss.
By the time you returned to the locker room, two smoothies on hand, the locker room was empty, Natasha's voice echoing as she hummed along to her favorite song. When you rounded the corner, your breath caught int the back of your throat.
She was standing in front of her open locker, the only thing covering her body being a towel tightly wrapped around herself. Her head turned in surprise, a grin spreading across her face as you whistled at her.
"Shut up," She said as you walked over to her, pushing her body against the lockers and leaning down into the crook of her neck. Your cold lips touched her warm skin, making her moan at the feeling.
"I'll go talk to Darcy if you don't wanna hear my voice so bad," You said before moulding your lips onto hers, easily slipping your tongue into her mouth. She moaned into you, her hands running up your abdomen before going back down to the waistband of your pants, pulling them down to reveal the toy you'd packed for her. "See something you like?"
When she looked back up at you with her lustful eyes, you knew you'd pressed just the right buttons. She pushed you back until you fell onto the bench behind you, taking the smoothie in your hand a placing it a few feet away.
"You should watch your mouth," She said, standing between your legs as you leaned forward, hand already hovering around her thighs. Her hands reached up to where her towel was tucked, letting it drop to the floor and reveal her body. You licked your lips, gripping onto her thighs and pulling her closer so your lips met the skin on her chest. "You don't have much to say now, do you?"
Her hands gripped your hair, pushing you harder against her as you took her nipple between your teeth and tugged, making her hiss. Your hand slid up to cup her breast while your other hand dipped between her thighs, her wetness easily coating your fingers. She moaned above you, her hips bucking against your hand as you hummed against her.
"Fuck," She hissed as you sucked another mark onto her skin. She pushed your shoulders back before straddling your hips, You held onto her hips, making sure she was steady on the mall bench you were sitting on before she sank down onto you in one swift movement. "I've been thinking about this all day."
"Of course you have," You held her hips as you started to buck your hips up into her. "That's all you can think about isn't it? When you're gonna get fucked like the little whore you are."
"I might be a whore," One of her hands left your hair and wrapped around your throat, immediately squeezing and halting your movements. "But I'm your whore."
She started bouncing up and down on the toy, your hands gripping onto her hips for dear life as you helped her movements.
"Fuck, Nat," You moaned, watching the toy slip in and out of her as she bounced, not knowing whether to focus on that or her perfect tits bouncing right in front of your face. "You're so hot."
"Keep going, please," She whined when you started meeting her movements. Her nails scratched down the front of your shirt, the hand in your hair pulling your head back. "Say it."
You knew what she wanted. Her possessive need driving almost every action. "What do you wanna hear?"
"You kno- Fuck, you know what I wanna hear," She whined increasing her pace and sinking deeper than she previously had, her orgasm quickly approaching. "Who do you belong to?"
"You," You said, grinding her hips down onto yours and thrusting the toy impossibly deeper. "I'm all yours baby."
"Then fuck me like you mean it," She moaned. You immediately gripped her thighs, standing up and pushing her against the lockers, holding her up against them as you pounded harder into her. Her eyes rolled to the back of her head as she screamed out in pleasure, her body shaking as her orgasm washed over her.
"That's it," You slowed your thrusts as she gripped onto you, her arousal dripping out of her. "You look so pretty like this."
Her face was flushed as she pulled you closer to her, pressing her lips against yours. She moaned into your mouth, groaning as you pulled out, her legs feeling like jelly as you let her down. You held onto her as she regained her balance, your lips continued moving against hers. Your hand moved to between her thighs, running your fingers over her slick-covered folds before sticking your fingers into your mouth.
"So sweet," You mumbled before kissing her mouth again. She hummed against you, leaning her head back onto the lockers and looking down at you through half lidded eyes as she caught her breath.
You leaned away from her just for a second to pull your pants back up, making her whine at the loss of contact. You smirked before kissing up her neck again, making her reach up to your head and press her naked chest harder against yours. Your hands slid up her torso, cupping her breasts in your hands before softly sinking your teeth into her soft skin.
"Oh- god-" Darcy had just rounded the corner, turning around immediately she she saw what the two of you were doing. "Fuck- Sorry, I just got your text to come meet you here and I thought you were done."
You chuckled, looking over at Natasha and rolling your eyes, classic Natasha. "How long have you been there?"
"Long enough," Darcy replied with a grimace. You gave Natasha one last kiss on the cheek before she turned her head towards Darcy, who still had her back turned to you.
"You're back on the team Lewis," Natasha said, her cheeks flushed and skin glowing in a light sheen of sweat. "But don't look at my girlfriend ever again."