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SMUT WARNING

I was currently sat with my hand between my thighs, just, you know, thinking about my girlfriend. It happens often, and she hasn't caught on or anything, so it's fine, I'm good.

Can you blame me? Seriously, Natasha's been such an ass today, telling me to do this, and telling me to do that, I mean, is she trying to turn me on? No, but seriously, I don't know what's been testing her patience today, or the past week, perhaps it's me, although she's been at it like a mad woman.

Take this morning for example: I was quietly sleeping, till she literally pushes me off of the bed. Of course, I was like, what the fuck bitch? But she was just like 'get off, I need to change the sheets'

WHY WOULD YOU ABSOLUTELY YANK ME OFF OF THE BED AT 6 IN THE FUCKING MORNING TO CHNAGE THE PERFECTLY CLEAN SHEETS?! Honestly, I should be the one that's angry.

I was angry. But not as angry as she was for whatever reason. I told her 'Natasha, couldnt you have waited till at least 8 to strip the bedding and wake me the fuck up'

Because despite how much I love her, waking me up like that doesn't make me want to get up and dance around with joy. And then, she continued to say it was my fault somehow. 'I have things to do, stop being a stupid bitch."

Like, EXCUSE ME. Anyway, she apologised at lunch time, telling me she was just stressed. I told her it was fine, it's not like she WOKE ME UP AT SIX OR ANYTHING OH NO.

Not even a millisecond after she apologised though, she started firing her guns and bitching again, saying things like. 'You should go for a shower. Clint and his familie's coming over.'

And I was like ok fine fair enough, but she continued to drag the situation further when I asked a simple question. 'Oh- I thought Clint was coming over tomorrow night? I thought we were going to the movies?'

She furrowed her brows at me and clenched her jaw as if had just screamed a bunch of offensive slurs down her ear. 'No y/n. Jesus, why do you always have to be such a brat. You can't get what you want all the time, you're acting childish'

Me? Childish? I could never. I asked one question. One. Uno. I told her to calm down, and that it was just a question, but hail satan no, she took the godamn thing to heart.

'Fucks sakes, dumb little slut. I told you. I told you last week. Clint. Is. Coming. Over. Don't make me fuck some sense into you, we have things to do.'

She waltzes out of the room after that, doing god knows what for a couple of hours. Why threaten me by telling me you're going to 'fuck some sense' into me, and then go leaping out the door?

Anyway, that's the whole story I guess, apart from other petty little comments. Like I said, the thought of her right now is just turning me on. I don't know if she's stressed, but god forbid what would happen if I even dared to ask her about it. I'm assuming she would probably say something like 'you're a bad girl for invading my personal life'

Bitch shut the fuck up, as if I don't know everything about you. But oh god, does it get me soaked. Gets me desperate. Gets me needy for her.

The dinner with Clint and his family went swimmingly too. You know, giving me a cold glare when I made a joke which was apparently 'unfunny'

Ok. But I laughed? And so did clints wife. And that's all that matters. Stubborn bitch. And don't get me started on the teasing. I'm telling you, she's doing this all on purpose, because the moment her hand attached itself on my thigh, I swear she felt how weak in the fucking knees I was.

Trying my best to conceal my moans is near impossible. My digits curled deeper into my core, and I knew I could come undone very soon.

And then I hit the spot, and oh boy did I moan. When you're in such a fuzzy trance, only seconds away from coming undone, you fall into this mindset of 'I don't care if she hears me anyway, who cares, what the fuck is she going to do about it. I'm in literal heaven right now, and I would rather have my moans echo around the walls of this house than have to bite onto my hand for stability'

Of course, I was absolutely stabbed out of this feeling of pure euphoria. The door slamming open. I drag my hand away and swiftly pull the covers over my sweaty body. Nice one y/n.

I innocently glare at her, pretending to act all tired. I'm not tired. I recon I could actually go for around five rounds right now.

"Y/n." Her voice is stern as she closes the door behind her, stepping closer to me.

"Natasha..." I reply, attempting to replicate her tone. Tough luck for someone who caves in easily.

"Were you doing what I think you were doing?"

I immediately frown at her and furrow my brows as if I was in deep thoughts. "Reading a book? Yes, of course Natty-" I smile, picking up the book on the bedside table. God knows what this book she's reading is, hopefully the holy Bible.

"Put it down." She orders, watching as I 'read the book'. I was obviously just using it as a cover. Maybe it'll work though. She's quite dumb sometimes. Sometimes.

I ignore her comment and continue to 'read' it. "Sorry love, I'm too busy with this chapter right no-" I mumble, before she completely cuts me off, yanking the book away and slamming it back down on the table.

"There goes pride and prejudice-" I sigh, seeing the cover that was nearly torn due to her rough nature. Well, there goes my pride too I guess. And here comes her prejudice. Haha.

"Were you touching yourself?"

Hmmmmmmmmm. Yes. "No? I was just about to sleep?" I reply innocently.

"I don't have the patience right now y/n." Me either to be honest, why won't she just fuck me good real quick, then she'll probably be good as gold.

"Me either Nat. Exactly why I was about to get some shut eye-"

I felt a cold breeze as the covers were torn off of my body. "Did you not hear what I just said? Did you get water in your ears or something babe? You should probably go see a doctor?" I shrug.

"Ok that's it." Let's see what's in store for me today then shall we. Her hand wraps around my throat, pulling me upwards.

"Can't talk back to me now, can you? Hm? No? That's what I fucking thought." I literally moan out desperately at the lack of air I was getting. "Go on, spit it out yeh?" She let's go, practically dropping me back onto the bed. Aha, I like what's in store for me today.

"No shit Sherlock, not even the man up there could snap back at you with his air circulation being cut off-" I groan, placing my hand over my neck.

"I'm so sick of hearing your voice. Princess, that mouth of yours never seems to stop. I'm gonna teach you how to put it to better use."

I chuckled at her and watched as she got something out of her closet. I hope it's my will to live. "You say that Nat, always say that, yet here I am. Guess you didn't do a good job on that hm?" I smirk.

I could practically see the bomb ticking inside of her and the angry red steam flowing out of her ears. Oh yeah, she's done. Absolutely done.

She walks back over to the bed, her cold eyes never leaving mine, not even for a split second. If there was a donkey on fire in the corner of the room, she would still have her eyes burning into my skin.

"What's the matter? You angry?" I chuckle. I'm suddenly man handled and flipped over, her hand squeezing my cheek so that I'm unable to speak.

She proceeds to pull my head in an uncomfortable position so that I'm forced to look at her. "Aw, what's the matter?" She smirks as I try to get out of her hold, maybe to bark out another witty remark. But no, she continued to hold me down.

"Cat got your tongue?"

She drops my body onto her lap, her hand giving my ass light rubs. "How many are we thinking today hm?"

I just groan at her. A needy groan. She gives my ass one big smack, forcing me to groan again. "Let's say...25, for now yeh?"

"Aw baby, you can count that high, right? You're not too much of a dumb slut, are you?" She pulls my hair back so that I'm forced to look at her again.

"Are you going to answer me, or is the number going to go higher y/n?" Before I could even answer her, my ass was greeted with the palm of her hand again.

"Poor thing, you're practically drooling. Or are you just too stupid to answer me? Stupid bitch, you just won yourself another five. Thirty."

I whined loudly as I was smacked again. "Are you gonna start counting or what, pretty thing?" She husks, smacking my ass again.

"O-one-"

Smack

Smack

It went on for what felt like eternity. The mix of both pain and pleasure drove me insane. I knew i was drenched, everything throbbed.

"Please Nat-" I moaned, only five left to go. "Please what huh?" She chuckles, giving my ass another smack. And another.

I mumbled something under my breath, but it didn't go unnoticed. Not my fault she's winding the fuck out of me, she's practically smacked my vocal cords away to Afghanistan.

Two more smacks, the harshest of them all. And then the final, and oh boy did it hurt.

"Aw, you do look pretty when you cry my love." She hums, pulling me up to straddle her waist. She swiped away the stray tears that I had been reluctantly letting out.

She glances down between my thighs and smirks. "Did that turn you on y/n? You really are a bad girl, aren't you?" She chuckles darkly.

I was feeling a lot less confident now, but maybe part of it was because I was really horny. I wanted to push her patience though.

I push her down onto the bed, but before her back even hit the covers, I was grabbed by the neck and pinned down.

"I need you mommy-" I whined under her hold. She pulls me in for a kiss that started of soft, but escalated pretty quickly when her tongue started to fuck my throat. Her hand then goes to toy with my breast, kneeding it and giving it a squeeze.

I panted heavily into the kiss, a couple of moans escaping my lips. It was only then that I felt something different wrap around my neck, with a light click.

I groaned and pulled away to inspect it. "I told you I would buy you a collar." She husked, tracing her fingers down my body.

The leash that was connected to it was somehow tied to the bed, so if I moved, it would press against my neck.

"Oh fuck-" I groaned, feeling her fingers trace my soaked pussy. She chuckled as she brought her face closer to mine. She needs to fucking touch me before i start doing this shit myself. I do not care about how she feels about that.

"I can't believe how wet you are. It's pathetic."

"Stop teasing me-" I whined trying to grind against her thigh that was between my legs. I moaned as i felt the latex of her black widow suit rub against my needy cunt. I was literally choking because of the collar, but I didn't care.

"Who the fuck do you think you are?" She spat out, slapping my sensitive pussy. I moaned again, but stopped grinding on her.

"Y/n y/l-"

As I was giving out my smug little remark, she slaps me right across the face. "No kotenok. Bad girl. I taught you not to talk back to me like that didn't I?"

"Yes mommy, but you also told me to answer your questions-" I reply innocently. She straddles me so that she's sitting on my stomach.

"It's never enough for you, is it? You whore. Fucking whore. I'll make you scream, lose that pretty little voice of yours yea?" Her voice sent shivers down my spine.

"Open." She orders, guiding the tip of her strap on by my lips. I did as told and opened my mouth. Without a warning, she started fucking my face with it, pushing it till i gagged, which only seemed to please her.

"Your greedy cunt took my other one too well-" she husked, thrusting it down my throat again. I continued to gag and moan, till she pulled out, leaving me breathless.

"Please fuck me-" I groan, my voice already hoarse. "Is that what you want pretty thing? Aw, are you sure?"

I eagerly nodded at her as she positioned herself by my thighs. She parted my thighs, licked her lips, and chuckled as the tip of her strap gathered all of my juices and pressed against my folds.

I moaned loudly as she started thrusting into me full speed. She has no chill today. "Oh god Nat-" I whined, grabbing onto the sheets for stability.

Her nails dug into my hips as she continued to thrust into my needy core at a rapid pace. I was already pathetically close to coming undone. Suddenly I feel her hand slap my thigh.

"Don't test me y/n. That's not my name."

I practically screamed at her words. "N-no mommy-" I breathed. And then she hit the spot. I practically shivered as she smirked down at me, knowing she had found the spot.

"Na- mommy- m gonna cum-" I pant heavily. She suddenly stops moving, just pushing her strap in one final time, and then leaving it in for me to warm.

I whined and tried to move, but it was just no use. "Please- I need to cum-" I cried, forcing my eyes shut.

"Oh yeah? You wanna cum is that what you want?" She snickered, smiling down at me. She pulls out and continues to just smile at me.

I let out an audible whine and force my legs shut. "Mommy please-"

"Oh god. I love it when you beg like that. Do it again." She orders.

"Please, please mommy. Please let me cum I need you so bad, please mommy-" I begged helplessly. I sounded pathetic, but anything for her.

"Such a good girl." She praises, parting my thighs apart again. "You know it's pathetic how needy you are-" she continued to tease with a devilish smirk.

Before I could give an ounce of fuck about what she had said, she started licking my wet folds with her tongue. Moaning out in pleasure, she continues to stimulate my pussy by brushing her tongue against my clit.

"I'm so close already Nat-" I whined. Suddenly her tongue moves away, but I could still feel her warm breath by my pussy. "S-sorry mommy-" I corrected.

"Good girl."

The praise, along with her tongue darting back to my core, sent me off. All she needed to do was toy with my clit, and i could cum there and then.

"Oh god-" I groaned, grasping onto the sheets for some sort of stability as my legs shook and my back started to arch. The palms of my hands began to sweat and I could feel the knot in my stomach begging for release.

"Please can I cum-" I begged. She moved her lips away and instead circled my bud with her thumb. "Go on then sweetheart, cum for mommy."

She brought her face back down as I came all over her mouth. My whole body tingled with exhilaration as I came down from my high, my chest continuing to rise and fall actively.

She came over and kissed me on the lips. After a little, she pulled away, her face still practically touching mine as she tucked some loose strands of hair behind my ear.

"You're such a brat." She states after a silence. I roll my eyes at her and mirror her smirk. "But you're my brat." She added lovingly, pressing her forehead against mine and holding onto my hand.

"And I love you."

"I would be so suprise if you didn't." I answered egoistically.

"Brat."

"I love you too."

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