《Natasha Romanoff one-shots // Natasha x reader ;)》game night *
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SMUT WARNING *
"What should we play first?" Carol questioned. "Hmm, draw it?" We all agreed and got it ready.
Nat and I were on a team, Val and Carol in another, and Tony and Pepper in another. It was couples game night, therefore we had to be in a team with our partner.
Natasha and I have been arguing on and off all week. She kept giving me the silent treatment for the dumbest reasons, and we kept lashing out at each other.
"Okay- our team will go first." Tony stated picking up a marker and strutting towards the white board.
Val started the timer and he started drawing. The four of us guessed and guessed trying to make out what he was drawing.
"Football?" I questioned. "It's obviously not football, dumbass-" Natasha stated dryly.
"Oh- grass?" Carol shot out. Tony kept trying to give hints. "Ice cream?" Val asked rolling her shoulders.
"Pizza?" Nat questioned. "Are you blind?" I asked giving her a look, she returned the look and rolled her eyes at me.
"Oh my god- is it Loki?" Carol and Val had won. "Was it that hard?" Tony chuckled. "Yep." Val laughed.
(Tony's drawing lol)
"Okay- Nat and y/n's turn-" he said sitting down. I got up and picked up the pen. I picked up a card as pepper started the timer.
"A man?" Tony asked. "What the hell is that supposed to be?" Natasha asked angrily. I ignored her and kept going.
"Fish?" Carol shot out. "Shark?" Pepper and Tony both asked. "No ones guessing it y/n-" Natasha whined. I hate how much of a competitive bitch she can be.
I started aggressively pointing onto the whiteboard. "STOP TAPPING IT NO ONE KNOWS WHAT IT IS!" She added.
"A cat?" Tony asked. I shook my head and started adding to my drawing. "A sock?"
"House?" "Times up-" pepper announced causing Nat to groan loudly. "Oh my fucking god what is your problem?" I asked angrily.
(Pls idk why these are so funny to me)
"Oh come on y/n! WHAT EVEN IS THAT!?" She stood up and pointed at it. "ITS A FUCKING SHOE. AND I WOULD LOVE TO SEE YOU TRY AND DRAW CAUSE YOURE THE ONE WHO SUCKS AT THIS GAME!" I snapped back at her.
"A shoe? A SHOE? I don't see a fucking shoe!" She scoffed. "Shut the fuck up you competitive bitch." I sat down next to Carol, not wanting to even look at Nat.
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"Fine. We'll go again then, let's see if anyone can guess mine." She stood up and picked up the pen again. "But it's Carol and-"
"Start the timer." She ordered. Everyone knew not to piss her off when she was losing, so we let our team go again to make her happy.
Pepper started the timer and she started drawing. "A FLY?" Carol questioned.
"Ball?" "SPIDER?" And just like that, she had won.
"See? It's not that hard to draw a simple little thing y/n." She sat back down and crossed her arms.
"Any idiot could draw a fucking spider you aren't special." I answered dryly. "Oh yeah? You're one to talk, can't even draw a shoe."
I rolled my eyes at her. "Stop taking it so personally." I groaned.
"Personal? You know what, don't even speak to me right now." She gets so pissed over nothing. "Oh my god-
"Why don't we move on to a different game?" Carol broke the awkward silence. We all agreed and prepared the next one.
~*~*~*~
I threw the pen on the floor with annoyance. "I think it's time we head on home-" Tony announced through the awkward tension.
"See you Monday-" pepper smiled as the both of them left our room. "Bye guys-" Val and Carol said awkwardly.
"WE FIGHT SO MUCH- EVEN OUR FRIENDS DONT WANT US AROUND-" Natasha screamed once they had left.
"Oh please- YOU'RE THE ONE WHO KEEPS FUCKING IT UP ALL THE TIME!"
She let out a sarcastic chuckle and ran her fingers through her hair. "You really piss me off. You know that?"
"Well, I'm glad the feelings mutual." I reply blankly. I stood up and started clearing up the cards that were scattered all over the table, but she followed me and kept crossing her arms angrily.
"What?" I asked with annoyance. She just stood there staring at me. "NATASHA WHAT?! STOP FUCKING GIVING ME THAT LOOK BECAUSE YOU'RE MAD THAT WE LOST A GAME!"
"It's like you're deliberately trying to make me angry at this point." She replied. I rolled my eyes at her with frustration.
"Yeah, I'm totally trying to piss you off." I say sarcastically. "No seriously! What kind of idiot can't draw a SHOE-"
I turn around and push her against the wall. "Get. Over. Yourself. You petty little bitch." She grabbed onto my shoulders and spun me around, pushing me against the wall harshly.
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"What was that?" She furrowed her brows. "Petty. Little. Bitch." I repeat louder. She slapped me across the face.
I hold onto my cheek and look at her with pure shock. "You're going to hit me because I'm right?" I chuckle.
"I'm going to hit you because you deserve it." Suddenly I'm turned on, don't ask me why.
"Mhm? Go on, hit me." I smirk. I give her a little push on the shoulder, making her tense up and slap my face again.
"Do it again."
"I bet you enjoy this, don't you? Needy little bitch." She scoffed. She pushed me onto the table and got on my lap.
"Aw, is Natasha angry because she lost a silly little game?" I pout falsely. She held my jaw tightly with her hand, digging her fingernails into my skin.
"Take off your clothes you dirty fucking slut." She got off of my lap and stood there, eyes burning into my skin.
I slowly took off my clothes, just to piss her off. Whilst I was doing so, she did the same, leaving her there in just a bra.
She got back on top of me and pushed me by my neck to the table. She traced down my body with her finger, leaving red marks from her nail.
"What do you want, hm?" She asked raising a brow. "I think you deserve to be punished for being so bad at game night. Don't you agree?"
I simply nod at her in response. "Words y/n."
"Yes-" I answer. "Such a good girl." Her voice was lower and raspy.
She sucked on my nipple, before biting and pulling it, making me moan.
Once she got to my area, she paused and smirked at me. "Please-" I begged. She slowly toyed with my clit with her tongue.
She then inserted two fingers into me, causing me to gasp out of pleasure. She stopped playing with my clit, and instead focused on curling her fingers inside of me.
"Fuck-" I moaned feeling her hit my spot, eyes rolling to the back of my head. My legs shook violently as she gripped onto my thigh.
"You take my fingers so good-" I was already so fucking close.
"I'm- can I-" I started to pant out. "I need to cu-"
"Don't you dare cum yet princess-" her thumb moved along my clit again, forcing me to shut my eyes and groan.
Suddenly she pulled out her fingers and slapped my thigh. "What-" I whined still panting heavily.
"I warned you about this last time, didn't I?" She positioned herself just inches away from my face. "Don't shut your pretty eyes at me like that."
She slapped my face again. "Got it?" She questioned angrily. "Yes mommy-" I answer desperately.
"Good." She got off of my lap and left me lying there for a couple of seconds.
"On your knees." She ordered. I got off the table and did what she told me to. "I wish you were always this good." She whispered into my ear.
She traced along the curves of my body, waiting for me to say something. "I'll be good-"
"That's what you always say." Before I could even answer I felt something press against my folds, slowly edging its way closer to my hole.
She wasted no time, grabbing onto my hips and fucking me with her strap on. "Nat-" I moaned as she pounded into me, hitting my spot with each thrust.
Her hand smacked my ass a couple of times, still pounding into me quickly. My legs started shaking as my breath became shorter.
"I can't take it-" I whimpered, as my body started to slow down.
"Please- can I-" she slowed down her pace, and my back arched. "Cum for me-" she ordered as she positioned her mouth ready.
I came into her mouth and my body instantly collapsed. She smirked as she flipped me over and continued to lick me clean.
She kissed me passionately for what felt like forever. I tried to pull away due to the fact that I was running out of breath, but instead she pulled me closer.
Once she had her fun, she pulled away and smirked at me. She picked me up and took me to our bed.
She got into bed and snuggled up next to me. I was still out of breath, but I still managed to pull her in and hug her.
A/n
Anyway idk how tf I'm supposed to end these. I haven't proof read and I'm sure the smut sucks but whatever. I rlly need to stop thinking about Natasha lol she's all I can think about it's kinda concerning. Anyways bye. X
-Mim
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