my pretty baby
summary: in which natasha cant stand anyone talking bad about her girl and has to let off steam somehow.
content warning: natasha romanoff x reader, poorly written smut, fluff, the avengers belittling the reader, natasha romanoff x fem!reader, slight age gap.
note: i know this is very bad smut but i wanted to write something for my steffikins @starsvck for tolerating my annoying ass <3 I swear my writing will get better i just need to practise more </3 the last time I’ve written smut was years ago so this sucks
REQUESTS ARE CLOSED. (mentally not capable of writing anything other than for the characters i think are hot tbh)
You didn’t understand how you got in such a compromising situation. Sat on the same marble counters that you’ve had breakfast at on numerous occasions while the older woman continued to gently press her lips against your inner thighs, peppering kisses all over them, hard enough so you feel her lips move closer to where you wanted them to be but gentle enough that you’d be begging for her to touch you where you wanted to be touched.
You were significantly younger than the redhead and albeit quite clueless when it came to Natasha’s advances towards you, especially during dinner where the entire team made jokes on your behalf with you seated right next to them not acknowledging what was being said. You were too busy digging into your meal, not even acknowledging the digs they made towards you, especially when Steve said that everything went over your head, yet another insult about your intelligence.
Natasha was fuming, torn between staying silent as the team continued to degrade your intelligence or shout at the entire team. How dare they talk about you like that right in front of you? The avenger chose the latter, snapping at the team for belittling your intelligence when you so easily could give the billionaire a run for his money. She wanted nothing more but to kiss the frown etched on your face once you realised what was going on and what the people you’ve considered your family said about you.
You could just about hear Natasha angrily mumbling words as she continued to kiss up your thighs, vibrations of her words going straight to your head, making you feel dizzy with want and desire.
“How dare they…. My pretty baby.” You could just about understand some of her words, struggling to keep your eyes on the redhead in between your legs as you felt her lips press against your cunt, giving a gentle kiss before leaning forward, mouth opened, determined to make you (or herself) forget about what happened at dinner.
A moan was caught in your mouth as the older woman’s hands gripped your thighs, pulling your legs apart and devouring you like you were her last meal. You barely acknowledged your hips moving of it’s own accord, pushing yourself closer to her while she laid her tongue flat against your slick. She was obsessed with you. the way you tasted, the way you smelt, the way your breathless moans would stutter when her tongue circled your clit.
You felt every emotion pour out of Natasha as she made a mess of you on the shared kitchen counter, the anger, frustration and desperation dissipating as she continued to let it out on you. Tongue flicking at your bundle of nerves before pausing, pulling herself away from you almost unwillingly.
“What did I tell you to do?” She scowled at the younger avenger who whimpered at the emptiness in between her legs wanting the redhead to go back to what she was doing.
“Eyes on you only.” You repeated like a mantra, Nat nodded her head in response, licking her lips in a desperate way to taste you on her tongue before disappearing in between your legs, allowing her mouth dig deeper into your cunt reaching places your fingers struggled to reach when you were alone.
You watched the way she lost herself tasting you, devouring you. She loved to listen to the breathless sounds that would escape your plump lips that were swollen from kissing as you clutched her auburn curls in your fingers, pulling her impossibly close to you as she continued to make a mess of you. Your whimpers were becoming dangerously loud, loud enough that one of the Avengers could walk in to see what’s going on, the thought of someone walking in to see Natasha in between your legs made the coil in your stomach tighten with excitement.
“My pretty baby, you’re making a mess all over the counters, can’t even stay quiet for me hm?” Natasha teased, fingers replacing her mouth as she watched you fall apart.
You pulled Natasha closer to you, wanting nothing but to feel her against you as she made you her own, you watched as her fingers disappeared inside of you, creating a motion Natasha knew to do when she wanted you to crumble right in front of her. The room was quiet except for the obscene noises coming from the two of you. You gave up trying to stay quiet, not being able to think straight while Natasha had two digits inside of you, mouth wrapped around your bundle of nerves as she coaxed you through your orgasm.
Shivers went straight to your spine as the older woman slowly pulled her slender fingers out of you, slick in arousal, it was glistening under the soft lighting of the kitchen as a smile formed on her plump pink lips, it was clear that the gears were churning in her head as she brought her fingers close to your mouth, you instinctively parted your lips as she slipped the sodden fingers inside.
“You did so good for me моя любовь.” She said, glancing over at the doorway before looking back at you.
“Let's see how many times I can get you to cum before someone walks in.” You heard her say before disappearing once again in between your thighs.
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