《Marvel Women One Shots》Praised - N.R
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I was sparing with Yelena in the training room. We had been training for an hour and my body was getting tired so for try third time I was on the ground groaning when Nat walked in
"How did you end up there" She asked seeing Lena standing above me
"I'm...really...tired" I panted out
"Well put her on the ground and we will go and get breakfast" She said smiling at me as she sat down on one of the benches
I got up and got ready to fight again and 3 long minutes later I had her pined to the ground. I silently cheer as I helped her up and then made my way to my water bottle and towel
As I was calming down Nat came over. "You did really good baby" She said kissing my sweaty cheek making me blush
"Thank you" I answered but I knew it barely came out loud enough for her to hear because of my furious blushing
"I will be waiting by the elevator. So hurry up princess" She say leaving and I quickly rush behind to our room so I can take a shower
When I'm done we made our way down to the street and started walking to our usual breakfast place. They have the best sandwiches and there coffee is so good. Don't even get me started on the donuts.
We were about to pass the street when an old lady was doing the same but she stumbled over a hole in the ground. I quickly caught her helping her stand again as I led her over the rest of the street. She gave me a warm smile and a thank you before she walked into the part a few feet away
"Aren't you nice sweetheart. Such a gentlewoman" Nat smiled at me as I blushed at the praise. She knows what she's doing and she enjoys it way to much
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We walked inside the cosy cafe and order before we sat down. I took my usual sandwich and a cup of coffee while Nat took her coffee, her sandwich and a bit of cheesecake I know we will be sharing later
When Nats name was called we grabbed our sandwich and coffees and walk to the table seeing as we didn't have hands for the cheesecake. "Will you grab the cheesecake please" Nat said as she put her stuff down
I quickly grabbed it and walked back to her. "Thank you baby" She said as she kissed my cheek and I blushed. AGAIN. Before I sat down and ate my sandwich a bit embarrassed
When we got back to the compound I went to hang out with Kate and Peter while Nat had some work to do
Kate, Peter and I decided to play some board games because apparently we don't do it enough if you ask Peter. We grabbed snacks and sat at the kitchen counter and started to play Monopoly
Two hours later and we still wasn't done. Peter as almost broke while Kate and I could swim in money.
Our intense game was interrupted when Clint, Stark, Steve and Nat came walking in. Clint quickly commented on how how bad is was going for Peter while the other third shock there heads. Steve and Stark both started making some food for themselves while Nat came up to me
"Your doing really great baby" She said as Kate moved her piece sadly landing on her own property. I threw the dices trying to hide the small blush and they rolled as a 5 and a 6. "Really good princess" Nat said as she grabbed one of my chips making me blush and everyone look at us
"Y/n likes being praised!!!" Tony instantly started teasing making Clint join in which made me blush even more and hide my face in my hands not caring if Peter was cheating during his turn
After a few seconds Nat spoke up to make them stop. "Maybe she does but that's none of your business is it?" She asked making them stop so I could continue my game in peace
Even tho I got a lot that night in the form of "Oh...right there baby" "Your doing great baby girl" "Your so good with your tongue" "Yes...fuck...your so good...I'm cumming"
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