Creepily Comfy

Marvel Cinematic Universe
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Creepily Comfy
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Summary
You and Natasha went back to the Budapest safe house (Well apartment) to take care of a few things, plopping yourself on the couch wasn't really helping.
Note
fucking gingers...

You and Natasha walked into the apartment, "This is not a safe house" You said looking around at all the gun and arrow shots in the wall. "That's probably why we shouldn't stay long" She nodded for you to close the door, after you shut it you turned around "I thought the red room was destroyed" You questioned. "It is, I just don't know if Ross has camera's in here" She spoke while kicking a box.

"Okay then get what you need, I am so hungry I could eat a cow" You exaggerated before plopping yourself on the couch, Natasha chuckled. Nat looked around, "You gonna help?" She asked. "As much as I would like to take a walk down memory lane with you, this couch is creepily comfy and I am still tired from last night" You smirked, Nat rolled her eyes.

"Sit it's comfy" You replied, "Your taking up the whole couch and I have stuff to find" Nat happily retorted. "Which is what exactly?" You smiled at the ceiling, "Yelena asked me to pick up some old files so she can free the rest of the widow's" Nat smiled at the widows future freedom. "Is she hot?" You teased, Nat snapped her head toward you "Who?" She questioned. "Yelena" Her named rolled off your lips in a seductive way, She walked over to you and placed a small kiss on your lips "Compared to me? She's not even on the scale" Nat whispered against your lips before walking back to where she was digging through.

You picked up a magazine from the table next to the couch and started flipping through it, You stopped on one particular page "I didn't know you liked McDreamy" You teased showing Nat a shirtless Patrick Dempsey. "That's Clint's" She retorted without batting an eye, "I thought Clint was married" You paused for a second "To a women" You finished. "We were trapped in the apartment what was he supposed to look at, me?" She questioned.

You continued flipping through the magazine "If he was looking at you, I wouldn't blame him but I would tell me now" You said pulling a pocket knife out of you pocket, "put the knife down" Nat chuckled.

***

"Natty it's been almost an hour i'm bored" You sighed, "Lucky for you I found the file!" Nat sighed in relief.

"Let's go, i'm starting to hate this place" Nat sighed again, "Not before you sit" You gestured to the couch you were laying on. "Y/n please let's just go I don't feel like sitting on a couch" Nat sighed yet again, "pretty please"

Nat walked around and straddled on your hips before she bent down and started kissing you, the kiss was soft and passionate.
Her tongue slid into the back of your mouth as your hands traced her body pulling Nat's body closer to yours, Nat broke off the kiss. Your heads were pressing against each other, "I hate you" Nat whispered.

"You love me"

With that she re-took your lips in her's, this time the kiss was wet and bruising.
"Take off my shirt" your whispered in 00.1 seconds before continuing the kiss, Natasha tugged at the hem of your shirt before sliding the white tee off leaving you in a white lace bra. Nat kissed her way down her neck to your breast's leaving marks on both of them she continued kissing her way back up your chest to continue the wet and bruising kiss, Your skin itched against the fabric of her shirt.

Before you had a chance to pull off her shirt, Nat's phone rang.
"Ignore it" You grumbled, Nat climbed off you and grabbed her phone "It's Steve".
"Steve Rogers??" You questioned "Haven't seen his stupid ass since Germany" You continued, Nat answered the phone "We'll be right there" she said after 3 minutes of Steve talking. Nat hung up the phone.

"I'm not missing out on sex for Steve Rogers" You commented, "It's Wanda and Vision, we have to go" Nat replied.

"Well great...No sex"