Make a choice (Y/N)

Chapter 5

Nat's POV:
I wake up cuddled into Y/N's neck with my hand resting on her stomach. It felt really good to be spending time with her again.
"You're staring Romanoff," she mumbles sleepily opening her eyes slowly.
"Sorry. I was just trying to work out how you fit all that ego in that head of yours," I tease her making her giggle.
"Well you know what best fills my ego is hearing how loud you are when we're together," she smirks. I roll my eyes and start trailing my fingers up and down her thigh. I could feel her start to tense trying to be unfazed by it so I start playing with her waist band.
"What are you doing?" She asks frustrated.
"Working something out," I reply.
"What?"
"How long I can tease you before you crack," I smirk.
"What are the rules?" She inquires.
"If you touch me or beg for me then you lose," I explain.
"How long have I got to hold out? And what does the winner get?" She asks.
"10 minutes. The loser has to do what the winner wants for an entire day," I answer.
"Ok deal do your worst Romanoff," she agrees setting a timer putting her hands behind her head closing her eyes.

Smut Nat's POV:
I start by lifting her shirt off then her pants.
"This doesn't feel like teasing to me," she smirks.
"Oh just you wait," I laugh. I start by biting her bottom lip earning a loud moan moan before kissing her lustfully. Then I move to her neck leaving small bites all over leaving a trail all the way down to her lower stomach. I could already hear the frustration in her moans. Moving to her inner thighs I kiss every inch of them lifting her legs over my shoulders to make sure I didn't miss a spot. By the time I'd finished that there were still 5 minutes left I had to make this good. I run a finger through her.
"Y/N," I whisper gaining her attention. Smirking I suck on my finger knowing what it did to her. She shut her eyes immediately trying not to look. I start to devour her knowing the only way that I was going to win this was if I stopped just before she was about to. I draw out every movement making it slow and unbearable. Y/N tried bucking her hips for more contact but I held them down. I could feel she was close so just as she was about to I stop. 2 minutes left I start kissing her inner thighs again everywhere except where she needed me. She was trying to hard not to cave so I kicked it up a notch. I licked slowly through her folds. Knowing she had to rebuild again. She was close but not enough that doing this would make her come. I rub her clit slowly too knowing she was close just before again I stop. I pull back and smirk. She doesn't say anything just moves her hand to finish herself off bringing her crashing into her first wave.
"That's cheating," I sigh looking at the time.
"You said I couldn't touch you or beg for you so I did it myself," she smirks.
"You're such a cheat," I mumble annoyed.
"What are you going to do about it?" She challenges me.
"Bend over," I instruct. She does as she's told. I take off my clothes and head over to the draw where her strap is and put it on. I push one finger inside her then another curling them to make sure she was ready for me.
"Fuck," she moans as I push into her slowly at first allowing her to adjust to the size. I kiss her lustfully as I slowly move in and out of her.
"Faster," she pleads. I speed up my movement every thrust deeper and harder making her moan loudly. Reaching around I start rubbing her clit adding to the pressure building with her. Her moans were erratic and I knew she was close.
"Not yet Princess," I warn still moving faster and harder.
"Please Nat. I can't," she moans. I pull out of her.
"Nat what the fuck?" She asks annoyed.
"That's what I'm going to do about it," I smirk.
"See I knew you couldn't make me do what I made you do yesterday," she challenges me. Game on. Without warning I thrust into her moving faster and harder spanking her gently earning the loudest moans so far. As I feel her close I bite her neck gently causing her to come for the second time. I don't stop but continue at the same speed starting to play with her clit. Her legs start to shake and her moans were erratic. Every thrust earning another moan and every spank earning the same. She was close so I whisper in her ear.
"Come for me Princess." And she does moaning my name loudly. She didn't do it so I decide to flip her over and continue. I start kissing her lustfully rubbing her clit as I continue to pound into her. Her legs were shaking more now and her moans were breathless. I could feel something building inside her. I sped up holding onto her tightly.
"Nat," Y/N yells as she comes undone for the fourth time doing what she claimed only she could make me do. Her legs were completely out of control. I clean up every drop, she tasted so good. I kiss her gently and she smirked.
"This worked out perfectly," she laughs.
"This is what you wanted all along," I sigh rolling my eyes. She reaches down slipping her hand into my shorts and rubbing my bundle of nerves. I was embarrassingly ready. She takes her fingers and sucks on them. God that was hot.
"Let me taste you," she instructs. I take my shorts off and position myself over her face. The way she worked her tongue was meticulous. She knew exactly what made my body tick. Every lick and suck bringing me closer to the edge. By the time I came for the first time Y/N regained some control of her legs. She put on the strap and laid down. I kiss her passionately as I sink down onto the strap. Fuck that felt good. She held me and thrusted into me deeply. I met her with every thrust the pleasure immense and I only craved more. I was already close again she sped up her movements as did I. It wasn't long before I fell apart for the second time. She took the strap off throwing it to the side and pulled me in for a kiss.

End of smut
"We just keep getting better at that," I laugh when we both regain our breath back.
"Yeah we do. I'm meant to be training with Wanda soon how am I meant to do that with half working legs," she giggles.
"You're welcome," I smirk.
"Right I'm going for a bath to regain some of the feeling in my legs," she laughs getting up. She holds onto things to support her but it was hilarious.

Y/N's POV:
I get to the training room to find Wanda already there. Is that what she wears to missions? She's going to have these bad guys wanting to get Stockholm syndrome.
"Seriously you need to soundproof those walls," Wanda laughs. I step towards her intent on teasing her.
"What's wrong Wanda? Are you jealous? If you want me all you have to do is ask," I tease. She looks flustered and blushes.
"I...uh... what do you want to do first?" She asks.
"I haven't trained in a while so take me through what you usually do. Then at the end we can fight. I mean I've never come up against someone with powers before," I explain.

We do basic fitness and stamina stuff. When it gets to the fight Wanda essentially kicks my ass repeatedly. She throws me against the wall and I lie there unable to get up with the wind knocked out of me.
"Are you ok?" She asks concerned.
"I'm fine. You're way out of my league when it comes to fighting and in every other aspect too," I laugh and she blushes.
"Self-depreciation from a Stark. Am I dreaming?" She teases.
"Alright little witch enough with the taunting help me up," I plead. She gives me her hand and I stand up.
"I'm so sorry Y/N. How about I help you to your room and I'll order us dinner or cook for you and we can watch a movie?" she rambles apologetically.
"Hey it's ok don't worry about it. See I knew you'd fall in love with me Maximoff. I'm kidding watching a movie sounds good and a takeout too but I could use a shower first," I explain.

By the time I've finished in the shower and ready in comfortable clothes Wanda knocks at my door.
"Hey. I brought snacks and drinks," she says as I open the door.
"Thank you. That was kind of you," I reply opening the door. I switch on the tv in my room and let her pick a movie. She picks a horror.
"You're really sticking to that whole emo Wanda thing huh?" I tease.
"You don't like Scary movies do you?" She smirks.
"No I don't," I admit.
"Don't worry I'll protect you," she assures me. I smile slightly blushing.

I spent most of the movie covering my face cuddled into Wanda.
"I'm sorry. I must be the worst person to watch these movies with. I can see why you and Romanoff get on so well," I apologise.
"No it's nice to spend time with you again. I don't really have anyone here besides Nat and you get what I'm going through so it's great," she assures me. I can't help but smile at that.
"I just miss being completely vulnerable with someone you know. Them knowing you better than you know yourself and feeling completely safe in someone's arms," I sigh trying not to get upset.
"It's getting easier but everyday I lose a detail of his face. I mean I'm getting better with my powers at accessing my memories but I just want to see him clearly when I close my eyes," she explains.
"Me too. I said this to Nat when I arrived here. I can't remember every freckle and detail anymore. I'm glad we can talk like this," I reply smiling at her.
"So am I. There's something about you that makes me want to open up to you and share everything that I'm feeling," she says honestly.
"I feel the same. Thank you for keeping me company," I reply.
"Do you want me to leave?" She asks.
"No as long as you don't mind me falling asleep or cuddling into you," I answer smiling.
"I don't mind at all. We can put on something more comforting," she suggests.
"Thank you."

Wanda and I cuddled while watching a comedy. I looked at her sometimes and god she's so beautiful. The worst thing is that she has no idea.
"You really think I'm beautiful?" Wanda asks.
"Yeah I do," I assure her. She blushes slightly. I start to just look at her and really smile. Wanda starts to lean in when there's a knock at the door pulling us apart.
"I should go. Goodnight. I look forward to you wing womaning me next week," she excused herself. She opens the door and walks past Tony.
"What are you playing at?" He asks.
"We were just watching a movie and speaking about Vision. We're helping each other," I assure him.
"Ok but keep it platonic," he warns me.
"Goodnight Tony," I laugh.