enemies to lovers with natasha . . . where the avengers team thought it was a good idea to spend the holidays in your cabin by the woods. where they know you and nat won't get along well, but hey, it's not an avengers holiday without a bit of drama.
enemies to lovers with natasha . . . where she secretly gets jealous when steve holds you by the waist to help you balance while you put the star on top of the tree. where she'll 'accidentally' spill hot chocolate on your shirt so you can borrow one of hers, because apparently 'hers fit you the best'.
enemies to lovers with natasha . . . where you find her up late at night drinking half of your bottle of wine. where she'll complain that she couldn't sleep because it was 'too cold'. where you'll eventually join her to the point you're both drunk and laughing, where you actually start to get along for once.
enemies to lovers with natasha . . . where all of that wine makes natasha drunkenly confess to you. and since you have been drinking the wine too you didn't process it correctly. but as everyone says, drunk words are just sober thoughts. thoughts that both you and nat have been hiding.
enemies to lovers with natasha . . . where nat wakes up in your bed with you sleeping beside her, her head dizzy from last nights wine. she must've complained too much about her room being too cold to the point you suggest sleeping in your bed together.
where you wake up with nat staring at you confused, rubbing her head. "what are you doing in my bed?" you groan, rubbing your eyes as you try to remember what led to this. "you snore loudly." she replies, causing you to roll your eyes. "get out of my bed. you have your own room here." you stare, natasha smirks teasingly before getting out of your bed.
enemies to lovers with natasha . . . where a small saying leads into a heated argument. too heated the point nat pins you near one of the door frames that leads to a hallway. where you'll send her a flirty remark before looking up to see she's under a mistletoe you strategically hung.
enemies to lovers with natasha . . . where she'll look up to see the mistletoe, one of her hands still pinning you against the door frame. "are you scared of a little fake plant?" you'll challenge her, "no." the tension between you and her growing. "well then do it." you smirk, "do what?" â "kiss me." and so she did, which left you speechless and blushing.
"do you want me to do that again? this mistletoe isn't going anywhere."
requested by @patriphagy ! (my reqs for nat r open btw)
âBut Iâm boreddd Natasha⌠you need to entertain me!â
âGo annoy your girlfriend Yelena, I am not moving from this spot for the rest of today. Itâs my only rest day Iâve had in the last 2 weeks so please just let me do nothing in peace.â I say to my frustrated sister, having just come back from back-to-back missions I am addiment on not moving for the duration of my day off today.
âugh Kate Bishop is busy with old man Barton today and I really canât be bothered to be nice to him at the moment, I have to much energy for that.â Yelena groans as she slumps down onto the sofa next to me, I canât help smirking at the little nickname she has for Clint something that I will have to repeat back to him at some point.
I go to answer Yelena but the noise of the common room door opening and an unfamiliar female voice grabs my attention, both myself and Lena turn to face the newcomer who is walking beside a smiling Steve and once my eyes meet her e/c ones I instantly am blown away by her natural beauty.
âHey Nat, Yelena, please meet our new team member Y/N L/N. Sheâs come highly recommended by Hill and Fury so please make her feel welcomeâ Steve informs us with a smile on his face, I hear Yelena introduce herself with a nice welcome but I am not paying attention to what she is saying instead I am taken back by the blinding smile that adorns our newcomers face.
âHey L/N nice to meet you, looks like Thor has competition for being the best-looking Avengerâ I finish my sentence with a cheeky wink, my smirk falls slightly when I notice that Y/n was not blushing like most women would and judging by the little chuckle coming from the annoying blonde next to me it seems Yelena has noticed that as well.
I watch as Y/n gives me a polite smile before being ushered out of the room by a talkative Steve, I follow the girl with my eyes and once she is out of my eye line, I turn to Yelena who seems to be dying of laughter.
âOh my god! She didnât even say anything! Wow Nat you seem to have lost your touchâ I roll my eyes at the tease before punching my sister hard in the arm, grinning victoriously I turn and walk out of the room leaving my pouting sister all alone.
That first meeting was about 3 months ago and itâs safe to say my attempts at flirting with Y/n has not gone down well, I have been using my trademark Romanoff charm and all I get is a smile and a nod not someone who giggles and fawns over me like everyone else does and I have had enough!
I stomp to Y/nâs bedroom and after knocking on the door I am greeted with a warm smile, something that instantly makes me melt into a puddle. I gaze into her e/c eyes fully aware that I am sporting a dreamy smile but I couldnât care less, I am happy to be in the presence of this goddess.
âAre you alright Natasha? Youâve not moved since Iâve opened the door?â A look of concern etched onto Y/nâs face as she softly speaks to me, I am snapped back into reality at her voice and not thinking I just go for it.
âWhy donât you respond to my flirting? I am trying my hardest to get you like me but you arenât giving me anything! I am giving you the Black Widow treatment most people would kill for that!â I vomit out, I cringe to myself as I am speaking but I just canât stop myself.
âIâm not like everyone else I donât respond to flirting; I much prefer to spend time with a person and get to know them. I donât want the Black Widow; I want to know the real Natasha Romanoff.â Y/n softly says making me nod along with her words, how dumb am I? why didnât I think about this.
âIâm sorry Y/n Iâve spent my whole life around people who just want the Black Widow that I didnât think some people would want to know Natasha instead. Can we start over? Hi my name is Natasha Romanoffâ I say with a soft smile, I put my hand out in front of me and I squeal internally when I feel the soft hand of Y/n slip inside it.
âNice to meet you Natasha, my name is Y/n L/n pleasure to make your acquaintance.â Â Y/n softly tells me with a big smile on her face.
âWould you do me the honour of coming out to dinner with me tonight?â
âI couldnât think of anything better Romanoffâ
đđđŤđ˘đ§đ : Scarlett Johansson x fem!reader
đđŽđŚđŚđđŤđ˛: Scarlett Johansson just hit the peak of her career, she had everything: money power glory. One thing was missing, the Oscar. After she finally won the award she found a special way to celebrate her win with her perfect little girlfriend as a helper.
đđđŤđ§đ˘đ§đ đŹ: SMUT, dom!scarlett, sub!reader, alcohol use, oral, object insertion, recording of sexual activities, Oscar in places they shouldn't be, degradation
!Disclaimer English is not my first language so please excuse any grammar or spelling errors. This story is completely fictional. I do not own these characters!
đ/đ: I swear | was drunk while writing this l'm not a weirdo okay đ
Third times is the charm, right? Thatâs what Scarlett thought when she sat in the audience of this year Academy Awards. She was nominated for best actress for her latest movie, last time that had happened her award was stolen from her, but not today, she thought.
She sat in the big theatre room you, her younger co- star turned affair sat next to her, nervously she tapped her fingers over the armrest of the seat. âScarlettâ You called out the older actress had her eyes fixated on the still empty stage. âScarlett?â You tried again hoping to reach through to her. âHuh? Yes, whatâs the matter?â Her fingers still tapping the soft fabric of the armrest. âYouâre so nervousâ You slip your hand over hers âHow couldnât I be? Have you seen the competition this year? Thereâs no way I win against Emma Stoneâ
You chuckled intertwined our hands, it was dangerous you knew that, but luckily no one way paying attention to you. The fact that you shared so much more than just the screen was intoxicating to you, sneaking around the crew to share a few passionate minutes with the older actress. She made you feel the things none of your boyfriends ever could. How she touched you, loved you. But everything had to come to an end, and so did the affair you two had. âYou blow them all out of the waterâ You assured her.
The alcohol did itâs job pretty well in Scarlettâs eyes she had had her faire share of expensive champagne glasses to calm her nerves. And then it got time for the category of best actress. The announcer had the all telling red envelope in hands opening it in exactly that moment. âThe Oscar goes tooâ she slipped out the card âSCARLETT JOHANSSONâ The theatre broke out into loud cheers and claps, Scarlett however didnât even register her name being called she was still in a state of pure shock.
Both you and the director leaned in to give her a quick peak on the cheek and a small âYou did itâ before she made her way up to the stage to finally accept the thing she never thought she could get.
âYou did itâ You smiled at her when she made her way into her hotel room. You had sneaked off the after show party to surprise your older girlfriend. Nothing special really just a bit of champagne and lingerie but just seeing you spread out on the sheets made her crazy.
âNow what do we have hereâ She smirked she was clearly intoxicated and so were you. âFuck baby girlâ She groaned upon seeing your promiscuously clothed body. Later that night she had changed from the big dress to an expensive pantsuit. She slipped of her blazer placing it on to one of the hotel roomâs chairs.
âYouâre playing with the fire little girlâ She chuckled her eyes never leaving your body. She sat her pretentious golden man on the bed side table. âI know what Iâm doingâ You breathed out. Your eyes meet and she down to kiss you.
Her hands slid over your exposed skin going onto your back. With skilled fingers she unclasped your bra slipping it off your shoulders only to throw it behind her. âFuck you little slut, Iâve barely done anything and youâre nipples are already hardâ Her degrading words forced a moan from your throat.
Her thumbs rolled over your hard nipples, she enjoyed seeing you squirm for her, under her. She chuckled before kissing down your stomach licking over the soft skin of your tummy.
She pressed her nose against your pubic bone taking in a deep breath. She tugged your panties from your legs tugging them into her pant pockets. She kissed your clit kitten licking the bundle of nerves. She paid extra attention to the spot because she knew how needy it made you.
She gave your cunt a few more bold licks bumping the crock of her nose against your over sensitive clit. She pushed her tongue inside your tight heat enjoying not only the taste but also the feeling of your muscles clenching around her.
âFuck Scarlettâ You moaned out your hands gripping tightly into the pillow behind your head. She kept on working you towards the edge of ecstasy until she pulled away letting you huff in annoyance all you wanted she just chuckled.
âAwâ she mocked you âWas my little girl just about to cum?â You shook your head still whining. Her eyes darted to the trophy next to you and a mischief grin was planned on her lips. You knew exactly what she was thinking about.
âScarlett noâ you said with urgency âWhat? Iâm not doing anythingâ She reached out for the golden man upon closer inspection it had the right shape, you had taken bigger after all. âWellâ She started her hands stroking over the stature âdonât you want to make me happyâ
âI do butâ Scarlett stopped me âNo buts baby now spread your legsâ You applied to her wishes spreading your legs for the older woman. She hummed in approval her fingers stroking through your slit collecting your wetness on her fingers.
She covers her trophy in your juices on her lips there was still this shit eating grin. She was more excited than a little kid on Christmas.
She held the cold metal against your entrance pushing the head of the stature past your hole, watching in an awe how your pussy ate the metal man.
âFuckâ She groaned as she heard the mewl sounds growing in volume the more the man disappeared. âThatâs so hotâ She shifted to her knees to reach out for her phone taking it from the nightstand
âI need this for my personal collectionâ She mumbled pointing the camera to where the Oscar was connected to your body. You both had agreed to her being allowed to videotape you, if she didnât release it. You both knew that a leak of this video would make it onto every cover of every tabloid magazine. Did you care? Absolutely not. Scarlett even less
The feeling of the cold metal against your walls was intoxicating, you mewled and whimpered. She moved the stature in and out of your tight heat bringing you close to your release. With her skilled fingertips she played with you overstimulated clit loving how your body squirmed under her.
The camera was still on your glistering cunt the camera panting to your face twisted in pleasure. âFuck Iâm gonna cumâ She smirked again throwing her phone away to pay more attention to your desperate body. âI know babyâ She kissed your nipples with a few more thrust she made you see stars. She let you ride out your high before pulling out the award again watching in an awe how the cum dripped the golden man. âScarlettâ you breathed out still catching your breath âWhat the fuckâ.