《Natasha Romanoff one-shots // Natasha x reader ;)》shower with me*
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SMUT WARNING
I was sitting in Natasha's bed, my attention was completely glued onto the tv. I don't really know what Nat's doing to be honest, I know she was talking to me, but I was too busy looking at the tv.
There was a commercial, so I finally pull my eyes away from the tv, only to see her taking off her shirt. Of course when I'm actually looking at her she decides to strip.
"What are you doing?" I asked her quietly, still staring at her body. We're close friends and all, and I think I feel something when I'm around her, especially recently.
"I just told you-" she replies, throwing her shirt into the laundry basket. I was just sat there, gaping at her. Everything about her is genuinely perfect.
"Wanna join me?" She questions, raising a brow at me as she slips off her shorts. The whole question caught me completely off guard. Join her? I'm confused.
"...Sorry?" My eyes were glued to her body. It's just so fucking perfect. She turned around again and threw her shorts in the basket, which gave me a view of her whole ass.
My breathing quickened. God I wish I listened to what she was talking about. I finally look away, feeling my cheeks grow hot. "Are you coming or not?"
I was completely lost. "Where..?" I asked quietly. I probably sounded stupid, but when Natasha Romanoff is standing in front of you in her black Lacey underwear, asking if you want to 'join her' it makes you question...things.
She furrowed her brows at me. "I'm going for a shower, do you want to join me?" She queries, for like the 3rd time. I mentally slapped myself for not realising that she was talking about a shower.
"Sorry?" My voice cracked with nervousness. I wanted to fucking shower with her, but I was actually in shock that she wanted to shower with me.
"Fucks sakes-" she muttered under her breath. She picked up her towel and was about to leave, but I quickly got up.
"No wait- wait yes I wanna join you..." I said hopping off the bed and grabbing myself a towel. She smirked at me as we both walked into the bathroom together.
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Fuck, what am I doing. What if she just wants to save water. What if she hates my body. What if she doesn't want to shower with me and I just mixed up her words.
I watch as she got in the shower. She turned around to see that I was still in my clothes and staring at her. She furrows her brows, gesturing with her fingers that i join her.
I wasted no time, and rapidly stripped off my clothes. I finally join in the shower, not really knowing what to do.
She noticed my presence and grabbed onto my hand to pull me closer to the water, which took me by surprise.
I was trying my hardest not to look at her, because honestly, she looks so hot right now. I suddenly felt her breath at the back of my neck.
My breathing quickened as I felt her centre against my ass. She traced her fingers senselessly up my waist, and up to my shoulders, sending shivers across my body.
She mindfully started massaging my shoulders. I let out a quiet moan of pleasure as she moved her head to the crook of my neck. "You like that?" She whispered, her tone almost seductive in my ear.
I simply hummed in response. I could still feel her core on my ass, as her fingers moved to the back of my neck, and lightly caress my baby hairs.
I felt her hands glide back down my waist and over my hips. She rubbed up and down my sides, before she quickly turned me over so we were face to face.
Her hands still on my hips, I watch as she bit her lip and gawked at my body. I swear I'm going to collapse if she teases me one more time.
"You're so hot-" she whispered as she pulled me closer by my hips again. Before I could even react to what she had just told me, she thrusted me by my hips to the cold tile wall.
I moaned out of shock, and pleasure, as she pressed her body closer to mine. I could literally feel her harden nipples against my body.
"Is this ok?" She whispered, her lips practically touching mine. "Yes-" I replied desperately. Of course it's ok, it's more than ok.
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"Just tell me to stop, ok?" Her voice was soft as she placed her hands onto my jaw and traced them to the back of my neck.
"Ok?" She repeats, her tone escalating into a demanding one. "Anything you want." I reply, pulling her closer by her waist. Without another second passing by, her lips crashed onto mine as she kissed me passionately.
Our tongues battled a war of dominance, hers moving romantically rough, yet smooth and pleasurable. She pulls away and gapes down at my state: flustered and breathless.
"Let me make you feel good." She husks, slowly cupping my breast. With a simple nod, her finger trailed down my stomach, compelling me to simultaneously arch my back at her cold skin.
She positioned herself between my legs and smirked up at me with a familiar look that she was desperately craving for something. She parted my legs a little, pulling one onto her shoulder. Trailing from my thighs to my core, kisses were delicately being scattered closer and closer by her soft lips.
Her tongue really works like magic. A lick between my folds, and I can practically feel her oh so familiar smirk when she realises how wet she had made me. Her tongue flicked over my clit with ease, causing me to moan out breathily.
She continued to work me up by sucking hard on my clit, with her rough tongue occasionally stroking, which just drive me insane. Her lips pull away, but before I can argue, I feel her cold fingers trace my folds.
"Oh god-" I breathe as her fingers dip into my hole. "You look so good like this." Her voice was hoarse, as she was gaping up at me with eagerness. All I could do in reply was moan.
With every thrust of her fingers, I could feel myself coming closer. My hands absentmindedly linger and grasp onto her hair as her lips attach back onto my clit. She was really sending me off the rails.
With both her tongue and fingers, I could feel my orgasm approaching soon. "Nat- I'm gonna cum-" I say breathlessly. My legs shook, and I struggled to keep myself up.
"Cum for me-" her voice was enough for me to come undone. For a split second her tongue was back on my clit, and I completely released all over her mouth.
I wanted to lie down and collapse there and then, but I couldn't. I stood there breathlessly, leaning against the cold tile wall as she licked me clean.
She came up to my face and pulled me in for a kiss, the sweet taste of sex all over. She grabbed onto my thighs and carried me back into her room. "That was amazing-" I say, watching her change into her comfy clothes.
She sat down on my lap and smiled at me. "I'm glad you liked it." I completely melted at her kissing my head and tucking my hair back out of my face.
"Let me help you." She says, pulling one of her shirts over my head, along with some shorts. "Thank you." I smile as she gets off of me and lies down next to me.
"Are you tired?" She questions, pulling the covers over our bodies. I just nod at her, feeling my eyes grow heavy, as I relax onto her bed.
"Sleep here with me? You're too tired to go to your own room-" she pulls me closer and hugs me tightly. "Seems like I don't have a choice, do i?" I chuckle, wrapping my arm around her.
"It's not like you don't want to." She smirks, nuzzling her head closer to my chest.
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a/n
gah I feel like the ending to these are always so awkward bye. um so I'm genuinely going to have lots of motivation to write now cause I have no responsibilities :p anyway I'm taking requests again so feel free to leave them cause I have time now. I hope everyone's doing ok anyway ily x
-mim
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