Locksmith

“You better be calling with good news.” She said as she answered the call.
“I fucked up. I think I ruined everything.” I said in a panic.
“Back up, what happened?” She asked calmly.
“We kissed,” I said quietly.
“I’m not sure you understand what a fuck up is.” She said with a laugh.
“We kissed, and she left right after. That’s not a good thing.” I argued.
“Back up and walk me through it. There’s no way it was that bad.” She insisted.
“It was bad. We were on the couch talking, and she told me to kiss her, so I did.” I explained with anxiety coursing through my veins.
“She told you to kiss her… Are you a bad kisser? Is that what this is?” She asked with confusion.
“What? No!” I said with a frown.
“Well, how do you know? You’ve been kissing a man for over a decade… Maybe you’ve lost your touch.” She said, helping precisely no one.
“Yelena?” I said with a groan.
“Yeah?” She asked gently.
“You’re not helping! I thought the kiss was amazing. It was amazing. But then she left.” I said, shaking my head.
“Did she say anything before she left?” She asked slowly.
“She said she had to go because her shift started in a few hours. I asked her if we were okay, and she said she had to go and that she was sorry. She has my number, and I’ve heard nothing from her all day.” I said with a disappointed sigh.
“You’re welcome for that, by the way.” She said happily.
“It doesn’t help me now, does it, genius?” I asked, rolling my eyes.
“You’re mean when you’re sad. Will you give me some time to investigate?” She asked quietly.
“Yelena, what other choice do I realistically have?” I asked with annoyance.
“Point made. I love you. I will do my best.” She said, sounding far more confident than I thought she should.
“I love you. Good luck,” I said with a sigh before I hung up the call.

The boys went to the park to feed the dinosaurs, and I told them that I wasn’t feeling well. I wanted them to have as much fun on the vacation as they could, but I knew I wouldn’t help them with that if I went with them in the mood I was in. Instead, I wallowed in my bed, which was the opposite of what the vacation was supposed to be, but I should’ve known better than to just show up unannounced and think I could have a shot at fixing things between us. The day faded into night in the blink of an eye, and my stomach began to growl. I used my phone to place a dinner order and just waited in the common area until it was brought up. There was a knock at the door, and I assumed it was the room service I’d ordered a few minutes prior. With a sigh, I made my way to the door and pulled it open. Surprise flooded my system when I realized it wasn’t the boys.

“You’re here,” I said with shock.
“I’m here.” She said with a nod.
“I thought I fucked up again,” I whispered.
“Wands… Can I come in? So we can talk?” She asked softly.
“Yeah,” I said with a nod.

I stepped to the side in shock, and she walked in. My mind was going a million miles a minute, trying to figure out how and why she was at my door asking to come into my room. She’d left in such a hurry the last time I saw her; I almost couldn’t believe she wanted to see me. I was so sure that I’d screwed everything up. Nothing could’ve prepared me for what was transpiring. With one last look to the hallway, I let the door shut and followed her in. There were so many questions fluttering through my mind, and none of them were viable options for me to ask her. I wanted to know why she left, and even more, I wanted to know why she was back. The back and forth hurt my head, and I didn’t want to do it. We were both too old to be doing that with each other, not to mention that I had children to think about. I couldn’t just introduce them to someone without some kind of knowledge that they would stick around for the long haul. As if sensing that I needed help with figuring out why she was there, she spoke for me.

“You came out to Yelena.” She said with a proud smile.
“What?” I asked with a slight panic.
“I’m not mad at you; I’m proud of you for letting her see who you fully are. I know it means the world to her.” She said softly.
“How do you know that?” I asked with a frown.
“She called me today to give me her opinion on things,” She said with a laugh.
“I know you like her, but I’m going to kill your sister,” I said with a groan.
“Don’t you dare. Your boys would miss her, and so would you.” She said with a bright smile.
“I’m not sure I’d miss her enough…” I mumbled.
“You’re not hiding who you are.” She repeated more clearly.
“I’m not,” I answered with a nod.
“I know. Imagine my surprise when Yelena told me she knew everything. Your brother would be proud of you. I know I am.” She said with a soft voice.
“You said that already… But I’ve wasted too much time hiding. I don’t regret the boys, but I do regret not being ready for you. I never wanted to hurt you.” I said quietly.
“I know you didn’t. You did nothing wrong by not being ready. I shouldn’t have pressured you into it, and I sure as hell shouldn’t have ended things and disappeared on you.” She said, shaking her head.
“You don’t have to say that,” I said with a sigh.
“And you don’t have to keep beating yourself up over a mistake you made when we were kids. I promise, Wanda. You’ve more than made up for any of it.” She said gently.
“I’m not sure I have,” I said, shaking my head with a frown.
“Can we talk in your room? So we can actually sit down?” She asked quietly.
“Of course. Come on.” I said, nodding before I made my way toward my room. 

She followed behind me, and part of me wanted to ask why we didn’t sit on the couch, but that was where we’d kissed for the first time since everything went wrong. I could understand her not wanting to talk there. I would probably be too distracted thinking about it to actually listen to her conversation, and I could tell she wanted to talk to me for real. When we were in my room, she sat on the bed, choosing the side that clearly hadn’t been slept in, not wanting to push any boundaries. I chose to sit on the side I’d been sleeping on, unsure of how close she wanted to be to me or what kind of conversation she wanted to have, but close enough for us to talk.

“I shouldn’t have run out of here last night. I panicked. And that wasn’t fair to you.” She said gently. 
“I understand why you did,” I said with a sigh.
“Wands, I don’t regret it. God, I have dreamt of kissing you again so many times. None of those dreams even came close to the real thing.” She said, shaking her head.
“So you don’t regret it?” I asked with a frown.
“I could never regret kissing you, little mouse.” She said softly.
“So when Yelena called you…” I said slowly.
“She filled me in on some details I didn’t quite know about and forced me to see the things I was desperate to ignore.” She easily supplied.
“I’m sorry she forced you into something,” I mumbled.
“Sweetheart, she forced me to pull my head out of my ass, I could never be upset about that. Not when it meant I could come back here and apologize for my behavior and not have to lose you forever.” She said with a soft sigh.
“You don’t want to lose me forever?” I asked in disbelief.
“Come here.” She requested gently.
“Am I in trouble?” I asked, sliding closer to her on the bed.
“You’re not in trouble, far from it.” She said, shaking her head with a smile.
“Okay…” I said slowly.
“Let me see your hands.” She said with a gentle voice.
“Yes, ma’am,” I said, placing them in hers.
“Good girl.” She said with a purr.
“What, uh, what did you want to see my hands for?” I asked as my throat went dry.
“Do you trust me?” She asked carefully.
“Always,” I said firmly.

Her smile grew slightly, and her hands held mine with care. Slowly, she went from holding both of my hands to focusing on only my left. My stomach sank, knowing immediately what her focus was on. With no judgment in her eyes, she brought my hand up to her face. Her eyes stayed connected with mine as she began to place soft kisses on the pads of each finger. Everything about it felt insanely charged, and I was breathless as I watched. Without warning, she pulled my finger into her mouth, and I couldn’t stop my small gasp from escaping. She sucked on it gently before pulling my hand away from her again. I watched in a daze as she pulled my wedding band from her mouth and set it on the bedside table. Something tightened violently in my stomach as the air was ripped entirely from the room.

“You don’t need that anymore. You have me. We’re going to… Figure this out one step at a time. But if you’re willing to try this with me, I would love to try it with you.” She said with a thick swallow.
“I have you,” I said, instantly feeling like I was floating.
“And we’re going to figure this out together.” She repeated softly.
“Please?” I asked quietly.
“I dream of nothing more.” She said with a nod.
“Natasha?” I asked, my eyes flickering to her lips.
“Hm?” She asked with a hum.
“You are so beautiful,” I whispered with a sigh.
“Ever the sweet talker. We don’t need to do anything. But I’d love to spend the night with you if you let me. I don’t know if it’s still the case, but if you still like cuddling, I would really enjoy that as well.” She said gently, her eyes never leaving mine.
“You can spend the night,” I repeated, my mind still cloudy.
“Did you hear everything else I said?” She pushed gently.
“We don’t need to do anything, but you would really enjoy cuddling with me,” I mumbled as a blush bloomed on my cheeks.
“It has been… So long since I’ve been able to hold you.” She said breathlessly.
“A lot has changed,” I said with a nod.
“Wanda, you are perfect.” She said, rolling her eyes.
“Look… I… Want to. I do… I’ve just never…” I said, too embarrassed to finish my sentence.
“Never? Wanda, you have two children.” She said with a grin.
“Not with a woman. Don’t be the worst.” I said with a groan.
“Do you trust me?” She asked, her eyes looking at me with care.
“Of course I do,” I said with a nod.

She nodded and connected our lips before crawling forward on the bed, forcing me to lie down. My heart was racing, and my mind wouldn’t stop offering me different scenarios that could happen, but she didn’t stop kissing me. Her lips moved with a rhythm that magnetically pulled me back to them every time. Her hands were moving with each kiss, slowly pulling my clothes from my body so I would have the opportunity to tell her if it was too much. She pulled my clothes off until she had me completely naked beneath her, and my body was on fire. Her eyes were hungry, and it made my clit twitch with anticipation. Her lips littered my body with attention, making the best use of all of my exposed skin treating me with the most tender forms of affection known to mankind. Her hands gently held me as she descended down my body. My mind was moving a million miles a minute, unsure of her choice. Her question rattled in my mind, asking if I trusted her. The answer was always yes. I knew it was, so I did my best to relax and try not to think about it too much. Her lips on my thighs made my skin jump with excitement and need. She took her time before making her way between my legs, but once she was settled, I could feel my stomach twisting into knots. Her eyes found mine, the silent question asking to make sure I was okay. Everything about the moment was more than okay with me; I was just nervous about it finally happening. I nodded, desperate for her to touch me for the first time. After a few extra seconds, she finally closed the space between us, and her tongue danced through my folds and around my clit. My mind instantly clouded over under her attention, and I was entirely at her mercy. It was embarrassing, but even with her hardly touching me, I was close. I tried to warn her, but it all just came out as whines and mumbles. My thighs tensed around her head as my orgasm surged through my body. The intensity was so delicious it almost had me screaming her name. There was no time for me to come down from the high as she continued to flick and roll her tongue against me.

“Nat… I can’t… I’m gonna…” I said, trying to warn her that I couldn’t hold on any longer, but she didn’t relent.

It felt as though she’d doubled her efforts, desperate to make me lose any and all control I was clinging to. The fight between my mind and body over whether to give it up or not caused me to see stars, the pleasure so good that it was blinding to try and deny it. Her nails sank into my hips, and the coil in my stomach snapped even harder than it had before, my muscles pulsing and shaking as she continued to swirl her tongue around my clit. She pulled it into her mouth, gently sucking as the aftershocks rumbled through my body. My lungs couldn’t get enough air with her unrelenting attention, and I found myself pushing her face away from me, though I desperately didn’t want her to stop. She moved away before planting kisses across my thighs, allowing me to catch my breath. I looked down at her when I had, and I felt all of the air leave my lungs again.

“Holy shit… That’s what you told me we had to wait for?! That’s what you almost made me go my entire life without?” I asked with a whine.
“You are dramatic, pretty girl.” She said with a chuckle.
“I could’ve missed out on the best thing to happen to me, and you think I’m being dramatic…” I grumbled.
“Could have, but you didn’t. You’re welcome.” She said with a hum, placing a kiss on my throat.
“You’re not running away this time… Right? When I wake up, you’ll still be here?” I asked with a quiet voice. 
“I’ll still be here. How about we get you to the shower so we can get ready for bed?” She asked, her eyes soft and filled with worry.
“Does that mean you’re going to be naked with me?” I questioned, my head spinning in a way that made me woozy.
“Is that what you want?” She questioned.
“Is it what you want? I don’t want you to be uncomfortable.” I said gently.
“Let’s go shower, sweetheart.” She said, shaking her head gently.
“Yes, ma’am,” I said with a nod.

She held out a hand for me to take and helped me out of the bed. My legs were wobbly, and I was suddenly very aware of the fact that she was fully clothed and I was completely naked. I knew that she planned on showering with me, so it wouldn’t be an unfair advantage, but until then, I couldn’t help but spend the seconds leading up to it thinking about her skin finally being revealed to me. In the bathroom, I turned the water on as Natasha started to pull her clothes off. There was no rule book on how to be respectful of the person who just showed you what an orgasm was supposed to feel when you were about to shower with them, so I did my best to keep my gaze averted. I caught her snickering out of the corner of my eye, and I knew that she wanted to make a joke about my over-politeness, but I wanted to be cautious. She cleared her throat, pulling my full attention to her, and when I looked at her, I realized that she was completely naked. 

“You can look, sweetheart.” She said gently.
“Thank you,” I mumbled with a nod.

She was grinning but helped me into the shower, and we got to work on getting clean before bed. I was so focused on myself that I practically jumped when I felt her hands wrap around me, deciding she could do what I was doing better than I could. I wasn’t complaining; I would happily let her take the reigns anytime she wanted to. Our shower was silent, filled with knowing looks and comforting touches. It was something I had never experienced, and it made my heart ache for more. When we finished and dried off, we made our way back to the bedroom. I handed her some pajamas, unwilling to make her sleep naked, though I wouldn’t have been opposed to it. We got dressed in silence, and when I turned to look at her, I could tell she was enjoying herself.

“How do I look?” She asked with a grin.
“Are you planning on stealing that?” I asked with narrow eyes.
“I thought I would, for reparations, you know? You have one of mine.” She said with an easy shrug.
“But I’m dramatic,” I said with a snort.
“You just get into bed, little miss.” She said, gently tapping my ass.
“You give a woman sex one time, and she starts telling you what to do,” I said with a giggle.
“I’d like to continue to be given that, so you need your rest.” She argued, patting the bed next to you.
“Coming,” I mumbled, with my face turning red.
“There we go,” she said with a laugh as I dove into the bed.

I wiggled my way into the bed, and when I was settled, I turned off the bedside table. She had settled into her side and waited for me to take the lead in how the night progressed. I would be insane if I didn’t take advantage of the chance to snuggle into her, so when I turned over, I immediately scooted as close to her as I could. Her arms opened up for me instantly and I crawled into them, snuggling into her as if we hadn’t missed any time. It was like second nature to settle into her, and I didn’t need to think about it. It just happened naturally. In high school, I would fall asleep in her arms and not move an inch while we slept; I had a feeling that wouldn’t change even as an adult. My eyes were immediately heavy as I rested against her, and I knew I couldn’t fight it much longer. They kept fluttering against her neck, making her laugh quietly as it tickled her skin. I let them close and stay shut, not wanting to keep her up because I was fighting sleep to soak in as much time with her as I could get.

“Thank you for not giving up.” She whispered before sleep took me completely.