Natasha, Walking Up To Y/N: Can We Do… The Thing?

i can't wait ! :) you totally own that AU no one could do it better than you honestly

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THANK YOU BBY

I need some more time for these hc's cause I have no ideas for them but I do have an almost finished fic

Guys, I've been super busy all this week and haven't had a chance to start writing, but I finally upgraded my Grammarly, so trust I will work on stuff this weekend.

Hi, if it's not taken or anything, can I have this emoji 🐁? but how are you lol? Sorry I'm awkward

Ofc, it;s okay lmao 😭I'm pretty good, just won my volleyball game so that's fun

This smh feels so wholesome

Okay- so like- nerdy Natasha. I’m obsessed😭😭 I can’t stop thinking about one of the last prompts, about her being scared to get rough. Like omggg— she would be fucking reader so gently but she’ll remember that r told her it was okay to be more rough with her then all the sudden she has r on all fours and telling her what to do, ahhhhhhhhhhh😭😭😭 pls you need to write thissssss

Hesitating

Warnings: Sub to dom! Natasha, mentions pregnancy, breeding, touch sex, soft sex, dirty talk, Natasha has a dick, spanking

Pairings: Intersex nerdy Natasha x fem reader

Word count: 1.3k

"I-is this okay y/n?" Natasha asks you, slowly easing her hips into you, waiting for you to adjust to her size. Her hands resting on either side of your head. Low grunts came out of her mouth whenever she felt you squeeze around her.

"Mhm, you can keep on going nat." Your hands going to warp around her back, a moan coming out of your mouth when Natasha bottomed out inside of you. Her hips making thrusting into you gently and cautiously. Her hands moved away from your head and grasped your waist tightly, her movements getting a bit faster.

"Feel so good around my cock baby," Natasha tells you, her hands gripping tighter around your waist, forcing them to move with every thrust Natasha made.

Soft moans left your mouth as Natasha thrust into you. Her head lowered to reach your face and gave you a soft kiss on your lips, your moans getting stifled by the action. She pulls her face away and grasps your hand, intertwining it with her own. A small smile plastered your face at the action.

Her pace doesn't speed up or slow down, she always wanted to be cautious when making you feel good since you were her first, you were her first priority. Only caring about your needs rather than her own.

Her cock hits your cervix with every thrust, her eyes closing at how warm and tight your pussy is.

"You can fuck me rougher if you want baby." You tell Natasha out of the blue, you swear you can see her face get a bit red at your statement.

"A-are you sure y/n? I don't want to hurt you." Natasha tells you, her hips stopping their movements as she pulls out of you slowly to look down at your face. Her hand came up to her forehead to wipe away the beads of sweat that were forming.

"I promise you Nat you aren't going to hurt me."

"Okay - I'll try, but if I accidentally hurt you let me know!" Natasha tells you, another smile forming on your face.

Natasha quickly lifts your body up and lays down your stomach. You can still tell that Natasha is nervous by the way her hands slowly shake when she touches you and the shakiness in her voice.

"Can you lift your hips up for me?" She asks you gently, slowly caressing your backside. You slowly lift your hips up to tease Natasha, your back arching as you lie your face into the pillow.

"Fuck, you're so pretty y/n." Natasha positions herself higher so she's right behind you, her hand slowly makes it away from your back, bringing her now empty hand down to your ass, slapping it hard enough to leave an imprint of her hand. A little moan falls from your mouth when you feel her hand make contact with your ass.

The same hand quickly comes down to soothe the area where she had made contact with.

"I'm sorry, did that hurt." She whines out to you, her hand still caressing your ass.

"No - fuck keep doing what you're doing Natasha please."

Natasha brings her still-hard cock up to your cunt, slowly running it through your folds to collect your wetness.

"Still so wet for me huh?" Natasha tells you while pushing her cock back into you. Her hands make their way back up to your hips. This time when she thrust her hips she moves at a faster and harder pace.

'Natasha, oh my god!" You moan out to her, your hands going to grip the sheets that were beneath you.

"You like it when I fuck you like a little slut?"

"Yes, love it so much Nat, please." Natasha let out continuous moans when she felt you squeeze around her harder, making it hard for her to not cum.

One of her hands leaves your hips and forms a ponytail with your hair, hardly bringing your face up as she fucks you. Her hips now slamming into you. She brings the hand that's on your hip down and slaps your ass again, loving the way her hand print looked on your ass.

"Shit, rub your clit for me y/n." She tells you as she throws her head back. You quickly move your hand down to your clit and start to make fast circles on the bud.

"Mm, p-please don't stop Nat." You moan out to her, one of your hands grabbing the already shaky headboard. Now it was your turn to be a moaning mess.

"Wasn't planning on it." She growls out to you her hand still having a hard grip on your waist. Your hips make a pathetic attempt to roll and meet her thrust. Her hips immediately stopped their movement.

"Who said you could do that?"

"Please, Natasha." You moan out to her, ignoring her question.

"Answer me or I'm not letting you cum."

"No one 'm sorry didn't mean to, please I need you so bad." You whimper out to her, your cunt squeezing around in an attempt to feel some sort of pleasure.

"Yeah? You need me? Pathetic." Her hand lets go of your hair and pins both of your hands together, bringing them to your back and she continues thrusting into you. The room was filled with your moans and skin slapping together. The bed creaked the harder Natasha thrust inside of you.

Natasha's tip was pounding against your sensitive spot making your eyes roll back.

"So close Nat, please let me cum?" You moan out to her as your head moved to the side of the pillow.

"Cum with me baby." She moans, taking her free hand down and rubbing your clit to increase your pleasure."

"Fuck, you'd look so good with my baby. Should just fuck you till your pregnant huh?"

All you can do is moan back as a response, tears now coming down from your eyes. Your hands clench in the position they're in trying to break free of Natasha's grasp but she's too strong. Your cunt clenched around her one last time as you let loose, your orgasm washing over you as your body went limp in her hand as a loud moan left you mouth.

Natasha thrust her hips into you the best she could a few more times. before shooting her hot cum into you. "Jesus Christ y/n." She moaned out to you as she put her weight on your back.

Natasha slowly pulled out of you, trying to be cautious of your sensitive state. "Did so good for me y/n."

You can't even reply to her, your body in the same position it was in as she fucked you. "I'm just gonna clean you up now y/n, okay?"

You slowly shake your head and roll back onto your back. Natasha goes to the bathroom and comes back with a warm towel, cleaning you slowly before putting on a pair of underwear and s shirt for you.

"Didn't know you had that in you Natasha," You tell her before giggling to yourself.

"I didn't know either, kinda just came to me. But I liked it, I think I'm gonna do it more." She tells you from a distance away as she looks in the drawers for a new pair of boxers and a wife beater.

"Guess I should prepare myself then, huh. Like I really didn't expect that for you Nat."

"Well, was I at least good at it?"

"You were more than good, now I have something new to tell Wanda so thank you for that."

"Yeah yeah you're wel- wait you tell Wanda about this stuff." She asks you before making her way back into the bed.

"I-uhh. Maybe?"

"Eh, it's fine I guess, she's a close friend, just don't tell anyone else, please." Her face heated up once more as she laid down on the bed and shoved her face into your breast.

"What just happened? You were so...scary like 10 minutes ago and you're back to being shy again."

"It's the y/n effect."

"It's okay, I think it's cute." You tell her before laying on your ideas well.

"I love you y/n," Natasha tells you before giving you a quick kiss on the lips and turning the bedside table lamp off.

"Love you too Nat."

I love soft nat

✧.* FLOUR N COOKIES.

— summary : when baking cookies with natasha turns into a flour fight.

— word count : 0,6k

— warnings : fluff, fem!reader, established relationship, nat & reader live together, flour fights, pet names, nat being a tease.

a/n : it's october so the autumn-y fics r here !! also i am a firm believer that nat struggles to do basic cooking.

baking was something you've always loved to do, since ever. you loved the process of buying the ingredients, picking the flavours, toppings, decorations, everything.

you especially loved baking for other people. it's your way of showing that you love and care for them, a love language sort of.

and it's always been a tradition for you to bake fall cookies for your friends. today, you were baking them for clint.

it was the perfect time to bake. the weather was perfect, it was foggy but not too foggy since you could still see the reflection of sunlight. the music was playing in the background, and nothing could possibly ruin this you thought.

tying your apron, natasha walks in to help.

"you look good in that apron." she smirks.

you ignore the comment as you grab the eggs from the fridge. "stay focused, we need to finish these cookies."

"well, i'm more or so thinking that you should wear that apron more often." she teases. "these cookies are for clint. realistically, you should be taking the lead." you reply.

"i've never baked before."

"ever? in your entire life? not even once?"

"i'm pretty sure that's what the word never means." — "do you at least know how to crack open an egg?"

you were met with silence. is she serious?

"just crack these eggs to that bowl, please." you point. "like this?" she asks.

you stare at her in disbelief. she seems confused, possibly wondering what she did wrong.

"you know, maybe, without, the eggshells."

she looks down at the bowl, "i think we should leave it. crunchy cookies, you know? it adds more protein, so it's healthy." she awkwardly smiles.

"whatever, i'll just pick the eggshells out." you carefully grab the slippery shells.

"soooo.. what's next?" she wipes the egg residue on her pants. "i'll whisk the wet ingredients, you can help me by grabbing the flour and baking soda."

natasha nods, as she grabs the ingredients you asked for from the cabinets above. "you know i've always wanted to do this with someone." she says, toying with the bag of flour.

"yeah well, this feels more like a me effort instead of a team effort." you state. "there's no me in team." natasha replies.

"yes there is. there's an 'e' and an 'm'." you stated.

"you're so smart, detka. keep blabbering. see what happens."

was that a threat? you look up from the bowl to see her grab a handful of flour. "put that down. don't get closer." you commanded.

"or what?" — "or the cookies won't get done, and clint will have over-floured cookies."

natasha shuffles forward.

"nat. i swear. i just cleaned the floor this morning."

"i'm not even moving."

"i can see you shuffling towards me."

"i'm standing very still. actually, here, catch!" she throws the flour to you. your clean apron was now covered in flour.

"oh you are so gonna regret that, natasha."

you swiftly grab a handful of flour from the bag, throwing it right on her black top.

natasha gasps, before throwing another handful to your direction.

this went on for a good minute before natasha finally stopped it by grabbing the bag from you.

"okay, okay! time out. i've got to take a picture of you, you look like a ghost!"

"really? because you should really look in the mirror, natasha. i can barely make out the red in your hair right now."

she glances at the reflection of the fridge. "that's. rude."

"who looks like a ghost now?"

"you still do. if i poured the mixture on you with chocolate chips and put you in the oven, would you become a cookie?" she jokes.

"don't you dare mess with the mixture."

"don't worry, love. i'd still love you if you were a cookie." natasha smiles.

Guys, omg, I saw this post where is was like how this character would fuck you in different seasons, and know ima do one with Natasha. Trust me as soon as I'm done with this, I'm gonna do my request , trust and belive

so real

i want to be manhandled. god i want to be kissed so hard that my lips bruise. i want her to hold me by my waist, keeping me still as she kisses me, her lips trailing from my jawline to my collarbone. i want to feel her sucking on my neck then licking the marks she left behind. fuck, i don’t ask for much, but if she could gently bounce me on her lap while marking me up, that would be pretty neat. fuck, i just want her to claim me in every way possible.

Nsfw links

Warnings: Twitter porn links, one sound link, Some links include intersex Natasha. Fingering, Dom!Natasha, unprotected sex, vaginal sex (p in v) I think that's it

(I tried to make sure all of these link's work before I put them in <3)

(I swear I would've added more links but it's so fucking hard to get links that actually work)

pairings: Natasha Romanoff x Fem reader

MINORS AND MEN DNI!!!

Natasha letting out breathy moans from the way you clench around her when she hits it from the back (intersex Natasha): Here

Natasha teasing you by rubbing your clit, then finally giving in and pounding her fingers in your pussy: Here

Natasha letting be in control of your own pleasure and letting you ride her fingers as she watches your pretty little face: Here

Sending Natasha, a video of you getting off on a plushie she won for you at the local fair while she's in a meeting with the Avengers: Here

Riding Natasha after she comes back home from her mission to relieve some of the built-up stress that came from all of that hard work your baby just did(Intersex Natasha): Here

Natasha helping her little girl relax after reader was having a hard time dealing with her mission report: