Sugar and Spice

Natasha//car

F/F, skip this chapter if that makes you uncomfortable.

Natasha was the best girlfriend anyone could wish for. Not only did she have the personality of just about every cartoon character you had ever had a crush on, she also treated you like you were the most precious thing in the world.

About thirty minutes ago, you had said that you would literally kill for some junk food, so without many words Natasha had grabbed your hand and driven you to the nearest fast food restaurant.

You both were now sitting in Natasha's car in the empty parking lot, talking, joking around and eating. There weren't many occasions on which you two could spend some time alone, so you were really enjoying this.

"You got a bit of ketchup on your nose", Natasha said. She booped your nose, making you laugh. "I just can't eat properly, my mouth won't let me coordinate it." You pouted. Now Natasha laughed. "I think your mouth works just fine", she said, giving you a quick peck on the lips. Before she could pull back, you took her face in your hand and kissed her properly. She smiled against your mouth.

Eventually, you had to pull back for some air. The kiss had quickly transformed into a make out, so now you were feeling a bit flustered. You tried not to show it, pressing your legs together. But of course, Natasha noticed. She was a trained spy, after all. "Are you horny, baby?", she smirked. You didn't answer, you just looked at her. God, she was beautiful.

You watched her put away the rest of your food on the backseats, not sure what she had in mind now. She shot you a mischievous look, before shifting in the driver's seat and putting her hand on your upper thigh. She stroked the inside of your leg, always leaving her gaze on your face. You blushed lightly, shifting in your seat. Natasha smirked. "Is this not what you want?", she asked in that seductive voice of hers. You shook your head and swallowed hardly. "No - I mean yes, I mean - that is what I want. But you don't have to -" Before you could finish your sentence, Natasha moved her hand to cup your pussy. You couldn't help it and grinded against her palm to increase the friction.

"You're so desperate..." Natasha laughed quietly. You knew she loved it when you squirmed at her actions, so you didn't bother to hide you feelings. "Yes, I am", you admitted. Natasha smiled. But she wasn't going to go easy on you.

She lightly rubbed over your clit through the rough fabric of your jeans, which sent shivers over your body. Your walls clenched around nothing and your breathing became shallow. "P-please -", you pressed out.

Natasha raised her eyebrows. "Already? I'm not used to you giving in so easily." She almost seemed disappointed in you, but you weren't in the best state to deal with her teasing. Natasha finally decided to meet your needs. She pulled you on her lap, her chest against your back, giving her better access to your core.

She slipped her hand inside your pants and underwear and gathered some of your juices to use as lube. Then, finally, she inserted two fingers in your cunt. You arched your back, a moan escaping your lips. You spread your legs a bit wider and gripped Natasha's thighs.

She moved, pulling her fingers almost all the way out of you, just to put them in again and curl them against you walls. Her thumb circled your clit and you could feel yourself coming closer to the edge, but this wasn't quite enough.

You took Natasha's hand and moved it to your chest. She picked up immediately and started massaging your breast, occasionally pinching your nipple. Your hips moved in unison with her fingers inside you, your ass grinding against her crotch. You knew you wouldn't last long, and you had no intention on changing that.

Natasha started leaving wet kisses on your neck, then she harshly sucked on one spot. That was enough to send you over the edge. Gasping, you came on her fingers.

Natasha made sure you could ride out all of your high before pulling her fingers out of your pants and cleaning them with some paper. She stroked you waist until you had the control over your body back and then rested her chin on your shoulder. "Are you feeling better now?", she asked. You could clearly hear her smile. You nodded and rested your head against hers. "You're amazing. But let me make it up to you -" Natasha laughed. "Oh no, baby, I'm good. I still have to drive you home. If you still want to then, we can go for round two."