One Shot- Are you wearing my sweater? (SMUT)
You can feel the heat on of the sun on your face, from the slightly opened curtain. Slowly slipping into consciousness, you can feel Nat's arm tightly wrapped around you. You wiggle your way out from under her grip, and stand up. You were only wearing a tank top and shorts, so you grabbed Nat's used sweater from the night before off the computer chair. Slipping it on and feeling the comfy-ness engulf you. You head out of the room; quietly trying not to wake her up. You go into the kitchen and turn on the coffee pot. You sit at the island waiting for the coffee to be brewed, you feel the comfortable arms from this morning snaking around your waist. "Are you wearing my sweater?" Nat's rough groggy voice whispers in your ear.
"Maybe..." You respond with a smile. "Well you smell good." She says walking away to the coffee pot.
"I smell like you." You say with a sassy tone. "Well, you will get it back at the end of the day, no worries." You say accepting the coffee mug from the smirking redhead.
"It’s no problem." She said while taking a sip of steaming coffee, "You look cute in my clothes."
Natasha leaned over the island to give you a kiss. You kissed back, turning the kiss into something more. The assassin slyly slipped her tongue into your mouth, earning a quiet moan from you. She pulled away with a slight laugh.
“Good morning girls!” Steve said to the both of you, while he walked into the kitchen to grab a cup of Joe. “Good morning,” Both Nat and you replied. You looking down at your cup slightly blushing. ‘Did he see that?’ you wondered to yourself.
“So, got any plans today Steve?” Natasha asks, watching you out of the corner of her eye.
“Well, some of us have some things to do at SHIELD today. That’s it really, why?” Steve responds. “Oh, just curious.” Nat simply says with a smile.
Steve leaves the kitchen, and you stand up to put your mug in the sink. You feel Nat come up behind you once again, but this time just whispers something in your ear.
“Препятствует сексом,”
Your face turns beet red. You somewhat freeze, not really expecting that. After the initial shock you just smile and follow her upstairs.
Nat closes the door once you get in the room, followed by her pushing her against the wall and kissing you deeply. Both Nat’s and your tongue fighting for dominance. Hers obviously winning the battle. She snakes her hand up your shirt massaging your breasts. You moan in her mouth, causing her to smile once again. She breaks away from the heated kiss to lift her sweater off and over your head. You pull off your tank top you were wearing and toss it on the ground. Nat then proceeds to slides your shorts off; leaving you in your underwear. Nat quickly undresses herself as well, then pushes you onto the bed.
Nat straddles you, leaning down to kiss you. As she does she grinds her hips against yours, causing a slight moan from both of you. She slides off, pulling you towards the end of the bed. She kneels down on the floor facing you. She slowly pulls down your lace panties, revealing you. This makes you bit your lip. She opens your legs, and pulls you closer. She begins to rub your clit, making you moan. She then brings her lips to yours; twirling her tongue around your sweet spot. “You taste just as good as you smell,” Natasha breathes out. You cover your mouth, trying to stay quiet. Nat then brings her fingers down and traces your entrance. With her tongue still on you, she slides in one finger earning her a muffled moan. She slides in a second finger, which just makes you moan louder. She pumps her fingers in and out of you, causing you to grip the bed sheets, “Oh fuck Nat,” you say in a heavy whispering moan. This makes her smirk, and pump harder and faster. You feel yourself about to go over the edge. You grip the bed sheet tighter, moaning loud but muffled. Natasha can feel that you went over the edge, slowing down her pumping, and pulls her mouth away. She takes her fingers out and sucks them; looking up at you. Just then JARVIS interrupts, “Agents Romanoff, and (Y/L/N). Are requested at SHIELD”
“Well, I guess we are ‘some of us’ who have to work today.” Nat states.