If you ask any guy with experience, having a pregnant wife, fiancé or girlfriend isn't the easiest thing in the world; but when it comes to captain America and having a pregnant Natasha? Well, pretty much the hardest thing to deal with.

And the same goes with rest of the avengers!

Wired, right?

Finding out their redhead was pregnant was shocking for the team. It took them quite some screaming, squealing and shouting for them to calm down.

Screaming.

Sam.

Yeah.

Who would've thought that?

His first reaction was "Another Natasha?" which wasn't an actual scream but it was high pitched enough for Bucky to describe it as his scream when he attacked their car and broke the steering wheel of his car while he was driving the thing.

Squealing.

That would be Wanda.

She marched towards Natasha, pulling her to a tight hug, mumbling how happy she was and how she was going to spoil her little niece.

Shouting.

That was Clint.

Well, not right away though.

He smiled, happy tears filling up his eyes as he embraced Natasha tightly and planted kisses on her forehead. It took them a while to pull apart and for Clint to turn to Steve, smiling!

"I can't believe you and Tasha are gonna be parents!" He laughed and patted his back "I can already imagine how miserable you two are gonna be".

Steve smiled and wrapped his arms around her torso. She happily leaned in his touch, her head resting on his side.

"Wow! You knocked up little red!" Tony burst out laughing "How'd that happen? Too old to know about protec-"

Yeah, that's were the shouting came.

"Tony you better shut you're mouth or help me god-"

"That's enough!"

Fury shouted at them both, sighing afterwards and turning to Natasha "How did this happen?"

Natasha gave him a confused look before smirking "Like you wanna know how we-"

"Don't!" Fury warned, not even looking at the now crimson red Steve.

"This is dangerous."

"Dangerous?" Steve asked, now serious and arms wrapping all the way around Natasha's waist as her body stiffed in his arms.

"If anyone out of this rooms finds out about the child of captain America and the black widow, both of your lives" he pointed directly and Natasha's face then dropped his finger to her abdomen "would be at risk"

A heavy silent fell on them, no one seeming to want to cut through it. Bucky cocked an eyebrow "So all she has to do is stay here, right?"

All heads turned to face him, then to Natasha who was eying Fury.

"That's actually why I'm here." He nodded

"You're off missions for a whole year. You'll help from here, hacking through systems and finding connections while you can but no outing."

Wanda and Sam instinctively took a step back in fear of her reaction to being held back.

Clint and Maria only held back their breath while Bucky smirked and Steve's hold around Natasha tightened.

"Ok"

"Ok?"

It was a harmony of surprises as they all barked out in pure shock.

"Yeah" She shrugged, and her body relaxed "If going on missions means danger, then I'm better of back here" she smiled.

"Really?" Steve didn't mean to sound so surprised but he was, they all were.

"Really, Steve." She showed him one of her most genuine smiles.

"Well, that was a little too easy" Fury grunted "Are you sure you got the right girl back?"

They all laughed as Natasha growled at him but before she could say anything, Wanda grabbed her arm, pulling her away from Steve and taking her to a couch, plopping down on the cushions "You gotta eat."

Her voice was so joyful that Natasha wasn't going to protest one bit.

They dove into Steve's pile of sandwiches, humming at the taste and just like that, everything seemed normal.

Normal.

That was one of their last days of normal.

As the days passed, Natasha started craving sweets, chocolate, ice cream and fresh fruits that were almost always out of season and would result to a pouting Natasha when Steve would come back after an hour or two drive through out the city only to tell her he failed in his mission.

Finally, having had enough of the little red not getting what she wanted, Tony ordered fresh fruits of every corner of the world to be shipped to them in his private jets and stacked them up in the kitchen. He added two fridges basically for Natasha's craving, along with an extra in each Steve's and her room.

Steve was thankful beyond words but Tony only shrugged it off as "Well the girl's gotta eat for two".

The morning sickness came earlier than welcomed, making it hard for both Natasha and Steve to enjoy the pregnancy.

Natasha had trouble eating proper meals and Steve was worried sick, thinking the baby was too much for her to handle.

So, Cho had to assure him then reassure him and then, re-reassure him that it was nothing but normal.

But nonetheless, there was one particular side effect of the pregnancy that they both enjoyed.

A super hormonal or better said, horny Natasha.

Pregnancy Hormones, thank you very much.

Twelve weeks and Sharon was around a little too much.

Natasha's status? Not Happy.

Well, she wasn't angry or mad or sad but not too happy either.

Two weeks went by with Sharon always hanging out, constant talked about the time she held Steve, Sam and James and having to run away herself until Fury got in touch with her; all the while both Natasha and Sharon seemed to be ignoring each other until the day Sharon showed up at their door with ice cream, chocolate and a smile.

"So, I'm sorry for being a bitch" She states as they both dug in the ice cream buckets.

Well, calling a girl and her boyfriend good friends and reminding her she was an assassin wasn't the highlight of her life, was it?

And let's be honest here, she was a bitch.

Natasha shrugged "You said what you thought. At least it was honest"

Sharon shook her head "No, not honest. Jealous."

Natasha cocked her head to a side with a crooked brow.

Sharon sighed "Growing up, I always looked up to a young Peggy Carter. I wanted to be like her in everything. Strength, intelligence, character and at some point, America's golden boy's best girl"

She chuckled dryly but shook her head, avoiding Natasha's gaze "I didn't respect myself for who I was. It took a lot of work for me or actually" she looked up at Natasha "A lot of mental support for me to respect me"

Natasha sat there, silently.

"I had no idea. I thought everything was perfect for you" their eyes finally met "I mean, being a Carter and all..."

Sharon smirked "Yeah. A lot of people think that"

"I'm sorry" they both said at the same time.

The a silent with deep stares followed, then it was too awkward and they both burst out laughing for no absolute reason.

That's when the door swung opened followed by Steve walking in "Hey Nat, I got your fresh berrie-" his eyes found Sharon "Oh, Sharon! Hey" he waved a hand and smiled, walking to Natasha "You know Buck's been looking for you!"

"Oh! I forgot I told James I'll meet him!"

She jumped up "I'll see you around" she smiled and winked to Natasha, then jogged her way out the apartment "Bye Steve!"

"What was that all about?" Steve questioned but Natasha's mind was busy processing new information and putting one piece to another.

"James is dating Sharon???"

Sixteen weeks and the bump growing a little curvier, Natasha started craving weird things.

At some point, she craved vanilla ice cream and pickles, feeling sick herself at the mention of the mix but Steve, being the supportive sweetie he was, told her it wasn't as weird as the things in the books.

Yeah, he'd been reading those books.

She was almost always ready to fall sleep, the only necessity? Steve who would be busy with work.

Adding that up to morning sickness and mood swings, it was starting getting rough.

Her feet started to hurt and so did her back.

Afternoon massages, late night foot rubs and back oil-massages; best way to sooth the mommy.

That's what Steve told her and they all become one of her most favorite parts of pregnancy.

Cho had told them their time to find out about the sex was coming up and they'd decided they were going to wait till they met the little one in person.

Sam had laughed at the meeting in person part but a little red float snaking his head and a smirking Wanda shut the rest up.

"I want a girl" Steve whispered to her ear one night, the bare skin of his chest pressed to her bare back, one arm curled over her waist and stroking her bump as the other was being used as Natasha's pillow.

"But I want a boy. A blonde one" Natasha whispered back as if it was a secret not to be shared with the world.

And it was.

Everything about them, Steve and hers relationship and private moments they shared were nothing but secret.

Every word spoken in their room, their bed, the moment after having pleasured each other with their whole were like secret prayers.

"And my little girl will have red hair and green eyes" He nibbled on her earlobe.

Natasha failed to suppress a moan, her hand intertwining with his over her waist "What if you settle for a boy this time and I'll give you a girl next time?"

She chuckled but it stopped as soon as his lips traveled to the sweet spot just under her ear "Steve"

"Hmmm" He hummed while suckling on her sweet spot "You want another?"

He breathed in between kissing and suckling.

"Baby, what-mhmmm" she tried to wiggle around in his embrace, rolling to her back with her head tilted to the side, giving Steve more access that he happily took, making his way down her neck to her chest. "Aaaah Steve" she cried out in ecstasy.

Steve smirked, his lips atching to her sensitive bud and Natasha whimpered "Fuck it's so good"

Yeah, that's one other favorite thing about pregnancy.

The non-stop pleasure they're bodies offered the other.

Twenty Four weeks and a very noticeable big bump later, swollen feet and cramps.

Well, fuck it.

She felt uncomfortably warm most the time. Her feet were disappearing and she was tired of having been locked up for over five months.

She started nagging a lot, snapping at others for no good reason and at some point, when Steve went out to buy her routine snacks, he forgot peanut butter and her mood swings crawled their way back to her, making her pout and eyes tear up right in the middle of the kitchen.

"Nat, please calm down baby. It's just peanut butter, I'll ran out and buy some later today."

Steve pleaded and reached to hug her but she swatted his arms away.

"Fuck you Rogers!" She barked out load, making everyone in the living room go silent at once.

"The only thing I hate more than being pregnant right now is you!"

Steve's eyes widened, his brain shutting out the gasps coming from the living room.

Natasha took a step back, her own jaw agape as she heard her own words.

"Steve..." she whispered.

"I think it's best I get some fresh air" he mumbled, avoiding her gaze and walking away.

Natasha stood dumbfounded, tears running down her face and Wanda's arms were the one to consult her this time.

Two hours later, she was curled up in their bed, wearing Steve's shirt while hugging his pillow.

She heard the door to his or now their apartment open, then Steve's figure appeared in the doorframe

"Hey" He breathed out.

"I'm sorry" was all she could muster out.

He walked to her side, a plate in his hands "Made you peanut butter sandwiches" he whispered softly, making her head snap to meet his tender loving blue orbs.

"Why?" She asked feeling her eyes tearing up, this time at his sweetness.

"Because you're pregnant" he answered as he sat by her side "And you have all the right in the world to be angry with me" he reached a hand to cup her tear stained cheek.

"I'm the one whose got you pushing out a melon size baby from your body, so I have it all coming!"

He chuckled but it turned to a whole belly laugh as she swatted his chest.

"STEVE!" She screamed with laughter.

He helped her sit up, sitting up next to the headboard to make cuddling easy for her and she scooted to his arms, melting in his embrace.

"I love you" he whispered into her hair.

"I love you too"

Thirty Two weeks, no more sex rule.

And oh, it's no rule, it's torture.

And Natasha's not gonna take it.

Well, it's not like she's not satisfied, Steve's devoted himself to pleasuring her no matter what.

His tongue, fingers, at one point his thigh as she rides it and he flexes every muscle in the right way, are all at her service.

But she misses Steve's face when his close to his release, the way his eyes screw shut when his about to climax or the way her name rolls over his tongue as a prayer.

So, Natasha be damned if she gives a fuck about Steve's old-man morals.

She starts with jerking him off one night as he's sleep, making him wake up a moaning mess.

A few nights go by them finger fucking and jerking each other off.

Then she's got Steve laying down on bed while she's sitting next to him and jerking him off and he wants to return the favor so let's make the best of it.

She asks him to role over to his side as she lays down on her side as well.

Yeah it's getting hard but she hopes it'll be worth it.

He latches himself to her wet dripping core and she's moaning as she jerks the super soldier off, then her lips part and her tongue swirls over his tip and Steve moans out an "Oh fuck!"

And that's morals out the window.

No sex rule?

Thank goodness it's only for the traditional way.

Thirty Eight weeks.

She's exhausted. No amount of foot rub's gonna help her relax and sex is still out the window.

She was irritated beyond reason.

Well, one reason came to mind but she wasn't going to share it with the rest.

Her due date was within a week and nothing.

Not nothing, she had a full pregnancy bump but no ring.

Yeah.

Ring.

That was her problem.

She'd thought Steve was gonna propose within one week from finding out about the pregnancy but it seemed he was enjoying his freedom.

Was he not ever gonna do it?

Was that whole "Do You Want A Future With Me?" an act?

She was mad for no reason, really.

Or was it no reason?

It had been on her mind a lot but right then, being held in Steve's arms as the team was having a movie night with Laura and the kids, it didn't matter much.

Natasha was happy and relaxed and joyful and wet and calm and wet and cozy and wet and wait a damn minute-

WET!

She was wet!

She turned around, facing Steve with widened eyes, causing the super soldier to sit straight "What's wrong Nat?"

Worried. Yeah, he was worried.

"My water broke"

She blurted out.

"Oh god! I'll go get the bag and everything!" He shouted.

"No" Wanda interrupted "I'll get the bag. You get the car keys" she jumped of the couch and Steve hadn't really proceeded Laura taking the kids out the room off Sam and Bucky exchanging money cause guess what?

Bucky bet punk's kid would get out earlier than planned and he sure as hell won.

Steve hadn't moved an inch "Nat, baby."

Brushing his lips on hers "I love you" he whispered and their lips met in a loving kiss.

"Erm, could you not do that on the couch?"

Tony asked "That's some fine Italia leathe-Ouch!"

"Thank you Pepper" Natasha smiled as Steve helped her up.

"Let's go get us a baby girl" Steve cooed in her ear as they walked to the elevator.

"Boy! You mean baby boy!"

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