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.
Volleyball is super hard for me😭, one time the ball hits my face and I was knocked down.
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HELP when I was doing a hitting dril the ball smacked me in my face and everyone laughed at me I fr wanted to cry
Uhhh can we chat through dms?
On here, yes, I'm just a little confused, but I'm always open to chat!!
Hi!!! Any headcanons on nerdy nat?
Yep! the link for them is here!
not really sure how anons work but i love your work and especially nerdy nat, what’s your favorite color?
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I would say white 😭 and thank you <3, basically you can just talk to me about anything
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.
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
oh bust bust bust
Yk dms stands for direct messages haha
i never knew it stood for direct messages😭
I need some more time for these hc's cause I have no ideas for them but I do have an almost finished fic
i want her so bad