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can u pls do more natasha romanoff twitter links 🥹🥹

I have so many people asking me this, so maybe...

Something about subby nat again. I cant get it off my mind how she'll be BEGGING for you to help her.

Not able to do it herself because rules were rules and she belonged to YOU.

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She would def be on her knees, her head pressed up against your leg as she begged you to help her get off. Omg, she won't stop until you touch her too

How are you doing?

Pretty good, just a lil tired cs I had volleyball practice today

I'm getting to my request, guys, I have time this week, thank goodness.

pls request something pls I have like zero ideas rn for a new fic and it's killing me omg.

Do you guys ever think about doing that coquette ribbon trend with Natasha?

Kinda nsfw

Minors dni

Could you hear me out really quickly? Version one is beefy, Natasha. You have her bicep tied in a cute pink ribbon bow, and a few seconds into the video, it breaks because she was trying to flex her muscles. Her veins pop out of her strong arms.

"Natasha, are you serious? That was the last strip."

As you stand there, admiring her toned physique but also being agitated, she catches your gaze and flashes a playful grin. "Don't act like you don't love these muscles," she teases, flexing her biceps for emphasis. Before you can respond, she sneaks up behind you and effortlessly lifts you off the ground, holding you up with ease.

Your phone quickly falls to the ground, leaving the screen dark as the Lana del Rey song plays in the background.

Okay, version two is Natasha laying on your shared bed with her hands tied between the bedframe with that pink ribbon. She's wearing a wife beater which reveals her muscles, and she's not smiling either because you fucking forced her to lay down with you on top of her and act like she's submissive(which she is some days).

Oh, she would be so embarrassed, too. She's getting put on blast as the camera is recording. Her face is just as red as her hair, her hands shaking from trying to take off the restraints. She's pissed, but you think it's the cutest thing ever. And, of course, you must send the video to Wanda to see what she thinks.

"No-y/n actually stop."

"Comon' you look so cute, Nat."

The final version I think of is tying the two fingers she uses to finger you with the same pink ribbon. Her hand rests on your thigh as the song plays, and her veins prominently stick out of her hand. She's looking up at you with a smirk while you're concentrating on the video you plan on posting later. And just to be funny, she curls her fingers into the air; you immediately see the video after that.

"We're not doing that today, Natasha," you say firmly, trying to stay focused on the task at hand despite the unexpected interruption. However, you can't help but feel annoyed that she has ruined the flow of your video and thrown off your rhythm.

"I mean, you already showed the fingers I used to fuck your pussy with; why not?"

As you hear Natasha's words, you involuntarily let out a long gasp and instinctively throw your head down. You shake it back and forth, trying to process the information you just received.

"Holy shit Natasha, you have no fucking filter, do you?"

All I can think about is edging Subby Natasha, tying her wrists and ankles to your bedpost with her eyes starting to water for all the stimulation. One of your hands would hold one of the vibrators you repurchased a couple months ago while the other jerked her off slowly. Her hips would be out of control as you moved your hand slowly up and down her shaft.

She would whimper so loud, too, asking you if she could come yet. Telling you that she's been so good for you and that you should let her come.

"Please, y/n, it hurts, please."

"Five more minutes, okay?" You tell her before changing the speed on your vibrator back to low. Her abs would start clenching as she threw her head back into the pillows, silent moans leaving her mouth.

You slowly pulled the vibrator away from Natasha's tip, precum rolled down the sides of her cock. Her head would immediately shoot up from where she was resting it and look at you with a few tears coming out of her eyes.

"N-no, why did you stop?" As she complained to you, she extended her arm towards you in an attempt to grab hold of your hand, only to be impeded by the tautness of the rope obstructing her path.

"2 more minutes, Tash, for me, m'kay?"

"Can't!"

"I know you can, baby." Your hand would go back to jerking her off faster, your thumb touching her tip every time your hand came up. Her hips would shoot up more quickly as she chanted your name, her eyes rolling to the back of her head.

With one more loud moan, she would shoot her cum everywhere. :( Her legs would shake so badly as you let her ride out her high.

"Did so good for me, Nat, That wasn't that bad, was it?"

Nsfw twitter links.

warnings: Strap-ons, pussy eating, a little bondage, I think, fingering, squirting, cowgirl, spanking, dom! Nat, sub! reader, tit sucking, uhh yeah, I think that's it.

pairings: Natasha x fem reader

a/n: new years post! This was a really good year, and I'm so thankful for all of the support.

Natasha fucking you slowly with her strap in the morning.♡

Her taking her time with you.♡

Natasha fingering your cunt because she teased you all day.♡

Nat being so desperate to fuck your pussy♡

Natasha eating you out♡

Natasha fucking you in every way possible.♡

Having her way while you make dinner for the two of you♡

Her making you suck her strap.♡

Riding nat as she tries to control herself♡

Grinding on her lap during movie night.♡

Nat making you squirt and not stopping.♡

Pussy drunk Natasha.♡

Natasha fixated on your tits.♡

Soft Natasha telling you what to do.♡

Mean Natasha spanking you.♡

Definition of being Nat's 'passenger princess'.♡

Taking control over Natasha.♡

Natasha marking your tits.♡

hey! if you're taking requests, i'd like to make one:

with the latest natasha you've written (nerdy!amab!nat) wearing a compression shirt and grey sweatpants 😩😭🥵 and reader obviously can't do anything else but give her head

In a trance

Warnings: oral (n receiving) sub! Natasha, fluff, deepthroating, That's it I think

Pairings: Intersex Beefy Natasha Romanoff (she has a dick) x fem reader.

An: Thank you for the request, please keep them coming innn

Word count: 1.7k

You were making your way to your girlfriend's house. She wanted to watch some movies with you and maybe take you to an ice skating rink. The frigid air nipped at your nose and cheeks. Despite the cold, you felt a warmth in my heart knowing that I would soon be spending some quality time with her. The snowflakes gently fell from the sky, adding to the atmosphere of the holiday season.

You knocked on her door a few times when you arrived at her doorstep, waiting a couple of minutes for her to answer the door. "Hi, Y/n! sorry it took me so long to get the door, Yelena was being annoying as usual and was blocking my way." She told you before bringing you into a hug. Your head buried in her chest.

"It's okay Nat, as long as I get to see you I'm fine." You tell her with a smile on your face, her face lighting up as you say that.

As you and Natasha talk, you catch a good glimpse of her outfit. Her glasses have fogged up slightly, She's dressed in a sleek Nike compression shirt, which highlights her toned muscles and defined abs. The black sleeves of the shirt hug her biceps snugly, accentuating her strength. It still shocks you that she has such a muscular build, she doesn't look like the type of person to work out.

Her sweatpants are loose, but you can still see the prominent bulge in her pants. She's totally oblivious to the fact that her outfit is so revealing.

"Is everything okay y/n? Are you gonna come in?" She asks you, her cheeks starting to become red from the chilling air.

"Mhm - I was just thinking about something sorry." You tell Natasha and walk into her house. As you enter, you notice that it is already adorned with festive decorations, indicative of the upcoming holiday. Upon glancing over to the side, you see Melina diligently preparing a meal in the kitchen. Meanwhile, Alexi sits comfortably at the island counter, engaged in conversation with her with a bottle of beer In his hand.

His head turning around when he heard the front door close.

"Oh hi Y/n. How are you?" He asks, a smile igniting his face as he talks to you.

"Y/n's here? Why didn't you tell me, Natalia? I would've already had dinner done. Hi, y/n!" Melina tells Natasha. She rolls her eyes a bit and waits for you to finish your conversation with her parents. Her arms snake up around your waist and hug it as she places her head in the crook of your neck.

"Natalia, don't roll your eyes at your mother. I saw that." Alexi told Natasha before looking back at you.

"Hi Alexi, Hi Melina, I'm fine just a little cold." You tell him, bringing your hands up to Natasha's arms and holding them in place.

"Well, it should warm up in a few minutes, Melina is cooking dinner if you wanna stay for that." He asks you before getting up to throw away the empty beer bottle in the trash can.

"Sure, thank you for letting me stay for dinner, Alexi." You tell him and he replies with a simple nod, turning his head back to talk with Melina.

"Can we go into my room nowww," Natasha whines in your ear, unwrapping her hand from your waist and turning you around so she could look at your face.

"Please?" You ask her, and Natasha immediately picks you up and brings you to her room, laughs come out of both of your mouths as she runs with you in her arms.

When she gets into her room she puts you down on the bed cautiously, and plops on the bed herself, rolling over to her side to look at you.

"You look so pretty right now y/n," Natasha tells you before sitting upright on the bed. You smile at her and give her a quick kiss. Blush making its way across Natasha's face.

"But you look so sexy in the outfit Nat, you should wear it more." You tell her before sitting on her lap and resting your head on her shoulder.

She lets out a small groan and grabs the Tv remote, trying hard to ignore how your little shifts on her lap caused her to get hard.

"What do you wanna watch?" She asked you, turning on the tv and scrolling through all of the channels she had on the device.

"Ummm, can we watch y/f/m?" You tell her and turn your head back a bit to see her face, shifting your lower body in the process. Natasha's breath became uneven and shaky as you moved your hips. Her head moves up and down avoiding contact with your eyes.

A smirk came upon your face as you felt something poke your back. You sat back in your original position and rested your head on her shoulder once more.

As the movie progressed, Natasha grew increasingly restless in her seat, letting out the occasional audible groans. She became more touchy at the moment too, her veiny hands inching higher and higher up to your breasts.

"What's wrong Natasha? You feeling okay." You ask her, trying to act oblivious to the fact that she had a raging hard-on right now.

"Yeah - I feel fine, thanks for asking y/n/n." Her words came out shaky as she spoke to you thrusting her hips slightly into your body.

"Are you sure you okay baby? Your face is turning all red." You tell her, turning your whole body around to face her, making sure your lower body grinds over her cock.

She lets out a low moan and her hands grab her bed sheets, squeezing the tightly as you move your body.

"Y-yes y/n. I promise you I feel fine." Her face starting become a deeper shade of red, embarrassment washing over her.

You slide your body down her legs a couple of inches and look down at her crotch. A tent appeared in her sweatpants, your hand coming up to meet her cock, slowly grabbing it and moving your hand.

Natasha let out a loud moan, your hand shot up to cover her mouth as she threw her head back against the pillows.

"What happened Nat? Though you said you were fine." You tell her before moving your hand away from her clothed cock. A muffled whine left her mouth when she felt the pleasure go away.

"You gotta be quiet Tasha, okay? Don't want your parents to hear you. You tell her before letting your hand that covered her mouth go. Moving both of your hands around her waistband, slowly pulling down her sweatpants.

"Please y/n, it's starting to hurt." Her hips move every time you touch her.

"I got you okay? Just gotta be quiet for me that's it."

She nodded her head and looked down to see what you were doing. Your hands were coming back up to the waistband of her Calvin Klein boxers, slowly pulling them down. Her cock sprang out and hit her shirt, covering it with her pre-cum.

You immediately go down on Natasha, kitten licking her tip for a few minutes, before taking her fully. She was so big and girthy, it was always hard to take her cock fully, but you were always determined to.

"Oh god y/n, y-your mouth feels so good." She moans out to you, her hands making their way up to your hair only to rest them. She was still too shy to push your head down to the base of her cock because she didn't want to hurt you.

Your head bobs up and down on her cock. You feel the throbbing veins in her cock as it hits the back of your throat. You look up at her with hollowed cheeks seeing her face contort in pleasure. Her moans got louder and louder the more you took her. Your hands come up to her thighs, stabilizing them as you sucked her off.

Natasha's hand shoots up to her mouth as groans leave her mouth, her eyes start to close and her hips buck up even with your hands holding them down, she still manages to move them. Her cock goes further into your throat your hands grip tighter around her thighs as you continue to take her. She watches you with hazy eyes, lips sealed around her, and takes her to the base.

The grip she had on your hair got tighter. Her breathing got faster as she trusted herself with you. Your eyes become glassy at her movements. One of your hands moving

"Fuck y/n i-"

With an attempt at a warning, Natasha cums into your mouth. Hot spurts of her cum fill your mouth, some spilling out on the side of your lips. You pull your head away from her cock as you swallow her cum, seeing that it's semi-hard.

"Thank you y/n. felt so good." She tells you before pulling her boxers and sweatpants back up. Her cheeks still being flushed with red from the humid air in her room.

"You're welcome, Nat. Anything for you baby, let's just hope your parents didn't hear you.

"Was I that loud?"

"Yes, you were that loud. But it was cute, I like it when you're that loud for me." You tell her with a smile on your face as you moved to sit next to her.

She let out a sigh before looking over at you and smiling, giving you a small peck on the lips. Natasha scoots closer to you and places one of her hands on your thigh.

"Wait, what about you? Can I repay the favor?" She asks you, a concerned look coming over her face.

"It's fine my love, plus I don't think your parents would be happy hearing us fuck right now." You say as you look up at her face.

She lets out a small laugh and brings you closer to her body.

"I'm just saying, Natasha! I think they already heard you."

"Well, we can't go back and change that, guess we are stuck up here for the whole night."

"I'm not mad about that." You tell her, burying your head into her shoulder as you focus back on the movie that was left running.

"Me either." She whispers into your ear while smiling and looking back up at the screen.