Can You Please Do A Fic Where There Is Angst And Smut Like Scenario, Natasha Is Always Busy With Work

Can you please do a fic where there is angst and smut like scenario, Natasha is always busy with work and always ignoring R which lead them into an big argument and nat got a little bit carried away and slap R but then she realized what she has done and want to show R how much she loves her

Lately

Pairings: Intersex Natasha Romanoff x Fem reader

Warnings: Angst, cunnilingus, one tiny slap, idk, small? Mentions of Natasha having a dick

Word count: 2.2k

11:45.

11:45 was the time your girlfriend entered the city apartment. The atmosphere was dim and moody as all the lights had been turned off, except for the TV that illuminated the room with a random show in the background. As she entered, Natasha carefully placed her computer bag on the floor and slipped off her shoes before proceeding to the living room. She scanned the area, searching for a trace of your presence on the inviting white couches.

Not being able to find you Natasha finds the Tv remote and stops the show that's playing.

With a faint sigh escaping her lips, she takes a few steps down the dimly lit hallway, her heart pulsing with a mix of hope and trepidation. As she approaches the entrance to your shared bedroom, she can't help but wonder if you'll be there, awaiting her arrival with open arms. Natasha slowly turned the doorknob to the side to see your sleeping body on the mattress, a smile engulfing her face as she watched your body move up and down slowly.

She was happy to see you still in the bed. Your relationship had been rocky for the past two weeks. It took a toll on both of you in the long run.

Natasha made her way to the closet to change out of her uncomfortable work clothes. She opted for a comfortable compression shirt and cozy sweatpants. She returned to the bed and noticed that you were already resting peacefully. She quietly crawled into bed beside you, wrapping her arms around your warm body. The feeling of your presence gave her a sense of comfort and security that she desperately needed. These small moments of closeness were what she cherished most about being with you.

As you gradually stirred from your slumber a few hours later, you instinctively turned to your side and noticed the vacant space on your bed, prompting you to groan in disappointment. you quickly got out of bed and headed straight to the bathroom to begin your morning routine. You meticulously brushed your teeth and hair, feeling revitalized and refreshed. Splashing some cold water on your face, you headed out of the room to try and find Natasha.

After a couple minutes of trying to find her, you see her in the home gym she designed for you two. She was wearing a White wife beater and blue Nike tracksuit pants. Natasha was doing pushups with the workout video displayed on the Tv in the room.

You slowly enter the room, pushing the transparent door open and looking down at her.

"Where were you last night." You ask her, with a serious tone, not being happy with her at the moment.

"Oh, I was still at work. Fury gave me more paperwork to do as soon as I was packing to go home. I'm so sorry baby." She replies, looking back at where you were and standing up to go and hug you.

You scoot back from the hug and look up at her face. "Natasha, i'm always so sick of you never being here. You know it affects me too, right?" You ask her, your eyes tearing up because you missed her so much.

"Yes- I know that y/n. it affects me too, you're not the only one getting hurt by it." Natasha responds back to you, pinching the bridge of her nose and closing her eyes.

"You know, why are we even fighting right now y/n? It's 8:37 in the fucking morning y/n. 8:37!" She says to you, walking away to go take the weights off of the barbell she was using.

"I don't know Natasha - maybe it's because I miss my girlfriend, but she's never here when I need her the most." You say back to her, covering your face with your hands and letting out a frustrated sigh.

"Well, I honestly don't know what the fuck you want me to do y/n. Do you wanna go talk to fury for me? Tell him to cut back my fucking hours at work? Huh?" She asks, anger building up in her voice as she drops the weight, she was holding to look at you.

"Are you even listening to me right now Natasha!?" You tell her, a small smile coming over your face as you were in disbelief with what she was saying.

"Are you even listening to me y/n? I love you and I do want to spend time with you, I do. I just - don't know what you want me to fucking do." She yells back at you, walking a little closer to your body and standing infront of you.

"It's not that hard to do what i'm asking Natasha. To spend time with me? Okay yes, maybe I do want you to come home early one day. What's wrong with that? You're literally gone for so many days of the week and i'm always here wondering about how you are, if you're okay, worrying over you. And then when you do come home, I never get to see you - spend time with you! It's not fair Natasha." You yell back out to her, tears falling down from your eyes now.

"And you know what Nat-"

You were cut off when you felt a stinging sensation come over your face. Your hand immediately going to touch the skin that had been touched.

"What the fuck Natasha." You tell her, your eyes widening as you looked up at her once more. The skin now turning red from where her hand made impact.

"Y/n I'm so sorry, I didn't mean it. Please I'm sorry." She says before bringing you close to her body. Her eyes watering up thinking of what she just did. You didn't hug her back, you couldn't.

"No Natasha what the actual fuck is wrong with you?" You ask her as you walk away to the door.

"Wait-Where are you going y/n? Please, I'm sorry y/n."

"I'm gonna go stay at Wanda's for a few days Natasha." As you spoke to her, tears streamed down your face and you had to pause to catch your breath between each word. Leaving the gym to go pack a bag.

Natasha stood still in the now quiet gym, her mind consumed with thoughts about the recent events that had just transpired. The weight of her actions seemed to weigh heavily upon her heart, and a solitary tear trickled down her cheek. She never intended to cause any harm to you, and the realization of what she had done filled her with disgust and remorse.

You on the other hand got a random bag you found in your shared closet and threw some clothes In there. You already texted Wanda about what had happened between you and Natasha. Once you were done packing you immediately left through the front door, grabbing the car keys off of the accent table and unlocking the car.

After the incident with Natasha, you sat in the car, completely motionless. Tears flowed down your face, and you couldn't help but feel hurt by her actions. Although you knew she didn't mean to hurt you, you couldn't understand why she acted the way she did. Being around her at that moment was an unsettling experience, and you couldn't shake off the feeling.

"Shh, it's okay y/n. I promise." Wanda tells you, holding you close as you cry in her arms.

"I-I just don't understand Wanda!" You seem to convey to her, lifting your head to meet her gaze. Your eyes are swollen and discolored due to the extensive amount of crying you have gone through.

"I think she really is sorry y/n. She keeps on texting you and trying to call you. I know Natasha would never want to hurt you on purpose, y/n/n."

"I know, I know. I don't know what to say to her after that."

"Well, stay here for a couple hours, huh? We can watch some movies and order some, okay? But you have to talk to her y/n.

After quiet contemplation, you slowly and carefully shift your weight, gently lifting yourself off Wanda's body. As she rises from her bed calmly, she extends a compassionate hand towards you, guiding you towards her bathroom. She helps you delicately wash your face, ridding it of any traces of stubborn, dried mascara that stubbornly clung to your delicate skin.

"Feeling better?" She asks you, playing with your hair on the couch.

"Mhm. I'm gonna start heading out Wands." You tell her, shifting from your comfy position on her couch.

"You want me to walk you out?"

"No, it's okay; thank you so much, Wanda. I'll text you later.

"Of course, Y/n. It's gonna be okay, I swear.

As you leave Wanda's house, you lower your head and take a slow stride toward your vehicle. The memory of Natasha invades your thoughts, causing a wave of longing to wash over you. You can't help but admit that you miss her dearly, despite the difficulty in comprehending her actions.

As you approach the entrance of your shared apartment, you can feel your heart rate increase as nervousness courses through your body. Your gaze shifts down towards your phone, noting the time displayed: 9:34. As you unlock the screen, you are greeted with a barrage of missed calls and messages from Natasha, causing your attention to shift towards the digital notification center.

With a heavy sigh, you inhale deeply before grasping the key that had unlocked the door and stepping inside. As soon as you entered, you noticed Natasha sitting at the bar, her delicate frame perched on a high stool. Her hands were clasped on her head as if deep in thought, and she looked up as soon as she sensed your presence.

"Y/n?" She asks to you. Her face was filled with red. You could tell that she had been crying a lot.

You remained silent, your body motionless in the hallway.

"I, I'm so sorry y/n. Please."Natasha approached you with a hint of distress in her demeanor. Her arms wrapped around your frame as she drew nearer, seeking comfort and solace. In response, your arms naturally embraced her, offering a reassuring and supportive presence.

"Please y/n."

"I know it was an accident, Natasha; it's okay, Nat, I forgive you."

You perceive the sound of Natasha's sniffles and experience a dampness on your shoulder caused by her tears.

"I'm sorry. Let me make it up to you, baby, please." Natasha continues to weep inconsolably while you offer a comforting embrace. Your gentle touch caresses her back in soothing circular motions, providing a sense of relief from her emotional pain.

"Natasha, you're crying in my arms right now."

"N-no, please."

Before you can respond Natasha starts kissing up your neck. A low moan escapes your mouth.

"Nat."

She quickly drops to her knees and pulls down your sweatpants. She kisses up your thighs, her fingers making their way to your clothed clit. Rubbing the sensitive muscle slowly.

"Please let me show you how much I love you. Please y/n."

"Mmm-okay..." You tell her, Natasha takes that as her sign and pulls down your lace panties. You were already soaking wet. A grunt leaves Natasha's mouth as she moves her face to your cunt. She sticks her tongue out for a second before licking your folds. One of her hands returns to your clit and starts rubbing again, this time faster.

"Natasha!" You moan out, your hands coming to meet her head. Taking a hand full of red hair and pushing her closer to your cunt. Natasha lets a small whine and pushes her nose beneath the hood of your clit. She shakes her head left and right, moaning at how you taste.

She starts to move her hips back and forth, humping the air. Her cock grows each time she hears one of your pretty moans. The hand holding your thigh moves down to her loose boxers. She quickly grabs her cock and moves her hand up and down, wanting to release it whenever you do.

"Feels so good, Nat, mm!" Your head was thrown back as your hands gripped her hair harder.

"Could e-eat you out all day."

"Fuck! Natasha, I'm so close." You moan out to her, her finger stimulating your clit moves even faster. Her head moves closer to your cunt. Her grunts and groans add to your stimulation.

She's lost in eating your pussy. Her hips move faster, and so does her hand, a sign that she's also close.

"Gonna cum!" Your hips buck into her face. The finger on your clit moves to your hips to keep them stable. Natasha's hand moves faster and faster in her boxers. Loud grunts leave her mouth as she looks up at you, your face contorted in pleasure.

With one more guttural moan, you come undone on Natasha's tongue. A whine erupts from her mouth as she shoots her cum in her boxers simultaneously with you.

She pulls her face away from your cunt. The bottom half of her face is filled with your juices. Her full face is covered in red. The silent room is filled with your loud breaths.

"Fuck, come here."

Shower sex

Pairings: Intersex Natasha x Fem reader

warnings: Fingering (r receiving) Unprotected sex (wear a condom) idk what else

word count: 1.8k

Sunlight peaks through the many windows in the penthouse Natasha and you shared in New York. A slight breeze from one of the large open windows makes its way into your shared room. Natasha slowly brings your body closer to her warm one. cautiously, she runs her hands up and down your frame while spooning you.

Natasha gradually starts to wake up. Her eyes squint slightly from the light that illuminated the once-dark room. Natasha brushes some of her red hair out of her face. Her eyes look down at you and admire your sleeping form. A low sigh escapes her lips, slowly turning into a smile. The hand that used to brush her hair out of her face now was a support for her head to rest on while she watched you sleep.

"It's time to wake up, beautiful," Natasha says bringing her free hand up to a higher position and playing with your hair. Her eyes still grazing over your body, it was something that she could always look at. You groan loudly but soon open your eyes to see your gorgeous girlfriend in front of you.

"Good morning baby." You say to Natasha while smiling at her softly. Natasha reciprocates the smile once more and pulls you in closer to her body. "Good morning my love," Natasha says and starts to pull away from your body. Her hand reaching up to your face, pulling you in for a soft kiss on the lips.

Your arm wraps around Natasha's bare back, the feeling of all the scratch marks you left upon the certain body part was only a reminder from last night.

You pull away from the kiss and start to make your way out of bed.

"Noo, come back y/n. Please." Natasha pleads with you as she sits up on the soft bed that you two share and watches you as you walk away to the closet.

"I'm only taking a shower, Natasha. You can come in and join me if you want though." You say to her as you look for an outfit to wear for the day.

You grab a pair of low-rise flare jeans and a shirt that you had thrifted a few months ago from your shared closet. You start to walk out of the large room and make your way to the sustainable bathroom.

"Wait hold on y/n, I'm coming!" Nat tells you, her morning voice making you go crazy. She doesn't need your response before she gets out of the comfy bed at a rapid pace and starts to head to the bathroom.

Natasha comes into the bathroom as soon as she can. Her eyes gawk at your appearance, seeing you in only a bra and panties. A smirk comes onto her face, thinking about all the ways she could have you right now. Her thoughts blocking out what you were trying to say to her.

"And so, after I came back from the - Nat, are you listening to me? Natasha...?" you call out to her, looking up at her with a confused expression.

"Oh, uh - I agree?" She asks you hoping she would be remotely close to what you were just telling her. Her hand coming up behind her head to give it a small scratch. Her green eyes looking at you through the mirror.

"Would you be mad at me if I sad - no?" She says, bending down a few inches to kiss you on the cheek, trying to find a way to distract you.

"It's fine Nat, let's just get in the shower. Okay?" You tell her while spinning yourself around so that way you could face her. Her face lowers down to yours once more and gives your lips a small kiss before standing up.

Natasha walks away to grab some towels from the built-in storage closet in the bathroom. You on the other hand were taking off the rest of the clothes that clinged to your body.

Natasha finished grabbing the towels for the both of you and almost dropped them on the ground when she saw you. Your back was facing her, giving her a full display of your ass.

she stands there and admires your body From top to bottom, she loves it all. You make a swift movement back to the counter to take off your watch that was still displayed on your wrist. Catching Natasha's looks towards you.

"My eyes are up here Nat." You tell her, which she rolls her eyes at. Her boxers get tighter around her waist. Mentally punching herself for being hard right now. I mean, this was such a soft moment and she had to go and get hard.

Natasha waits till you're fully in the shower and starts to undress. Not wanting you to see how painfully hard and turned on she was right now just by looking at your body.

After a few seconds, Natasha slides the now translucent glass door to the side. Stepping slowly into the shower.

"You know that you're so beautiful, right?" Natasha says, while slowly leaning into you, wrapping her arms around your waist. Closing her eyes and dropping her head into your neck.

"Well when it comes from you, yes." You say which makes her smile.

Natasha starts to kiss your neck, making you moan a bit. "I love you" Natasha says, before turning you around, pushing you gently against the shower's sliding doors. Natasha goes in to kiss your lips, it's passionate and soft at the same time.

"You're going to drive me crazy baby." You say to Natasha, looking at her while she makes her way down, kissing every inch of your body. She makes her way back up to your neck and starts leaving love bites everywhere.

You let out another moan, but this time it's a bit louder. This only makes Natasha smile once again. She lowers her hand down to your pussy and starts to rub your clit in a slow motion, but just enough pressure so you can feel pleasure from it.

"Always make me feel so good baby." You say to Natasha, looking at her. Natasha slowly dips two of her fingers into your pussy slowly, her fingers doing a come here motion inside of you. You let your head roll back against the doors. The steam of the door leaving and making an imprint of your body.

Your eyes shutting close with Natasha's interactions. Your mouth agape with small moans coming from your mouth.

"You feel so good around my fingers my love, Jus' want to feel you on my cock already." "I want you to be inside me Nat," Natasha pulls her fingers out of your pussy slowly, licking her fingers to be able to taste you once again.

"Always taste so good for me baby." Natasha says. She leans in to kiss you again, you can feel her hard cock on your thigh as she kisses you with passion. She soon pulls away and grabs her cock. Jerking it off a bit before lining it up with your entrance. Pushing her tip in your pussy. Slowly pulling her cock back out to tease you just a bit.

"You're so tight baby, no matter how many times I use this pretty pussy, you're always so tight for me." Natasha says grabbing her cock and moving it through your folds. Moaning at the way you could be so wet for her this early in the morning.

Her head finds its way back into your shoulder, caving into you while grasping your waist. "So good Nat" you say, closing your eyes and letting out a loud moan. She slowly puts her cock into you, savoring the way you feel around her. Sending her into straight oblivion.

Your moans were gradually getting louder. As Natasha finally allowed herself to be in you. "I'm gonna fuck you so good y/n. No one can ever use this pussy the way I use it." she coo's into your ear before slowly thrusting into you.

Your moans fill the room. Your eyes are in a haze looking up to see the woman on top of you, pounding into you aimlessly.

"Right there, baby." You yell out to Natasha and grasp her back. The doors to the shower were now shaking with every movement that came from Natasha's hips.

Her grunts fill your ear. Low moans slip out when you clench around her length. her head still buried into your neck, biting it slightly. holding onto you tightly while she whispers soft praises to you.

"Please Natasha." You whine out to her, grabbing her now wet hair and pulling her closer to you. Her strong arms were still holding your waist. One of her hands pressing up against the door. Her other hand makes its way to your clit. Her svelte fingers giving the bud enough satisfaction.

Your head throws itself back from the pleasure that Natasha was giving you. Your legs start to shake beneath her. She moves that hand that was on the glass to your legs, lifting one around her waist so you could be stable.

"So pretty and perfect for me detka. You like the way I fuck you huh?" Natasha starts to speed her hips up at an uneven pace, you can tell that she's close.

"Mmm, fuck me so good." You mumble to her, your body focusing on her hips pounding into you. Her cock meets your g-spot. A guttural moan leaves your lips as she angles her hips to hit that spot.

"Are you close baby? I can't go on much longer when you clench around me like that." Natasha says starting to whimper into your ear. Her hand moves faster around your clit, making your hips buck up to meet her thrusts.

"Don't stop Natasha 'm right there baby." Your orgasm coming to you quicker than you would've thought. you become undone on her cock. a loud moan leaves your mouth as you close your eyes

Natasha pumps her cock into you a few more times, one more clench from your tight hole was all Natasha needed. Her head coming up to look at you. Red hair coming down over her face. Natasha lets out a groan before quickly takings her cock out of your warm pussy, Jerking her cock off at a fast pace, Her now red tip leaking with pre-cum

Natasha's hand stops before she shoots out her cum onto your stomach. Her hips thrust into the air while she rides her orgasm out.

You wrap your arms around Natasha, she winces a bit from the marks you left on her back. You quickly move your hands down to the lower parts of her back. Your leg moves down from its position around Natasha's hips.

"That was really good baby." Natasha says, looking at you. "You're the reason why it was so good." You say to her.

Natasha smiles at your statement. "We should probably wash up." Natasha says, looking down at your stomach, that still has her cum over it. "Good idea." You say to her.

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ilovenatasharomanoff2-0

1 year ago

if it's not like this i dont really want it 😊what can I say?

“cover her mouth and make her listen to how wet she is” aka jackson!ellie putting in WORK. i’m sick.

⭐️ warnings: smut(obviously), dom!ellie, language, ellie has a dirty mouth, an ass slap. think that’s it? 18+ minors dni <3

you’re pretty sure you’re dead, or at least you will be soon at this rate. you don’t even realise the obscene noises you’re making until ellie slaps a palm down onto your ass.

“shut the fuck up,” ellie hisses from behind you, breathless. she’s fucking into you at a speed that you’re certain she’s never met before and if she goes any faster you think the bed might break the thin wall separating the both of you from the bathroom.

“fuck,” ellie’s voice snaps you back into reality and you find yourself reaching back to push at her stomach, looking for some relief from her practically bruising your cervix. “you really want me to stop?”

you whine, but don’t respond. she knows you don’t want her to stop, especially when your legs give way and you slip forward onto the bed, chest pressed against the mattress. she knows you like it like this.

she slows her pace, switching to slower, deeper strokes and she leans back slightly, sucking in a small gasp when she sees how wet you’ve gotten. it’s all down your thighs, between your ass cheeks and ellie’s thighs are beginning to get sticky and she can’t tell if its from your or her but she doesn’t really care.

“you’re wetting the fucking bed, babe.” she teases, leaning forward until her chest is pressed against your back and you’re almost sticking together from the sweat. she shuffles closer to you until your ass is flush against her lower stomach raises a hand to push against your head, keeping you flat to the bed.

“ell-fuck, please, please..” you’re whimpering at her, trying to look at her from the corner of your eye but she’s just out of sight. you feel her though, her breath hot against your ear.

all she does is scoff and draw her hips back before pistoning in, somehow even harder than before, and you’re basically fucking crying at how good it feels.

“i thought i told you…” ellie leans down and you think she’s going to brush the hair from your eyes or give you a quick kiss but instead she grabs a fistful of your hair, arches your neck up and slaps her palm against your mouth. “to shut the fuck up?” she whispers in your ear and you practically gush against her, the wet noises coming from your pussy echoing through her room.

“you hear that?” she’s still in your ear, breathing heavily as her hips slap against your ass. “hear how fucking wet that pussy is? how much she loves me?”

you’re definitely crying now, nodding frantically against her hand. you’re gripping at the sheets so hard you’re certain you’ve ripped holes into them and your eyes have rolled so far back into your head you don’t think they’ll ever go back to normal again.

ellie knows she has a dirty mouth and she uses it to her advantage when she’s fucking you like this. knows that you could cum alone just from the dirty shit she says to you, and she’d have it no other way.

the squelching noises coming from your pussy are so loud - you’re thanking heavens that joel opted to cancel his garden party tonight. both of ellie’s hands are now covering your mouth and she’s leaning back, using her grip on your cheeks and jaw as leverage to fuck into you.

she’s hitting right against your g-spot and you’re biting at her palm, trying your best not to scream bloody murder but it’s becoming increasingly difficult when she’s fucking you so good. she leans forward again, hard nipples pressing into your back and you feel her lips ghost the shell of your ear,

“want you to make a fucking mess for me. can you do that, hm?”

you are absolutely going to die tonight.

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ilovenatasharomanoff2-0

1 year ago

I JUST CHECKED AND I HAVEN'T POSTED ANYTHING SINCE OCTOBER 7TH IM SORRY AND I'M WORKING ON SOMETHING IT's ALMOST DONE TOO.