Natasha x Reader (Y/N) - Female Reader -HIATUS

Chapter Forty Three

Wanda's POV
Y/N told me everything, even how Natasha was taking her somewhere this Friday. She literally was frantically rummaging through my closet desperately trying to find wearable clothing for her date like a wild raccoon would with garbage. After long reassurance that she had a couple of days to figure out what to do and all that jazz, she dropped whatever was in her hands and yelped. "WAIT, WANDS! I NEED TO TELL DAD," before running off to find Tony. I mumbled, "So who's going to clean up this mess?"

Tony's POV
My daughter was explaining and giving to me all the details about her date with Natasha including "her amazing commentary which enhances the experience". I mean, Natasha isn't so bad, but 1st of all, Avengers aren't supposed to date each other, even though Natasha and Steve did. 2nd of all, I don't think Nat is the best for my daughter. There's a risk of either one of them dying, because of the job. I wanted to be a good father, so I just smiled and nodded.

Y/N's POV
After I told my dad, I ran to my room and started screaming. Yes, you heard me right. Screaming. Everyone on my floor including Wanda, Pietro, Steve, Bucky, Sam, Vision and Natasha ran over to my room to check on me. Well, Vision flew, but you get what I mean. Sam and Bucky both instantly left, groaning about how I was being stupid. Vision left to go do… Robot things. Steve stayed for a couple minutes just to make sure nothing really happened. Pietro rushed into the room with a giant bucket of ice, just in case. Wanda left with Pietro leaving me with Natasha.

 "I'm staying tonight. I don't trust you alone," she said with a smirk. I rolled my eyes. "I've been staying alone for a month and a half."

 "But I don't trust you."
 "Everyone else seems to."
 "But I don't."

 "Yet you let me take you out for dinner," I said with a slight smirk, knowing that I won this disagreement. I continued, "Either way, you just wanna spend the night with me-" I got interrupted by my (adoptive) mom, Pepper and my baby sister, Morgan walked into the room with Morgan babbling, "Nat a corndog!"

 Pepper sighed and said, "Morgan has been continuously yelling your name, then saying Natasha's a corndog." Natasha raised an eyebrow at me. "Do you have anything to do with this," she questioned suspiciously. I rolled my eyes saying, "Morgs, Nat is NOT a corndog. We don't call people that. I SAID Nat is a HORNdog."

Morgan giggled and said, "Nat a cornydog!!'' I nodded my head and said, "Close enough on the corny part.'' Pepper looked at me, terrified. "You're teaching my child this? Seriously? I can't believe I'm related to you. I can't believe I'm related to ANY of you," she said as she shook her head and started carrying a crying Morgan out of the room.

Natasha questioned, "1st off, I'm not horny, I don't know where you got that from. But where were we?" "Natasha. Honey. I've been through your search history. It seems like you and my dad both like girl on girl action, huh? Anyways-," I casually continued until a horrified Natasha interrupted. "YOU'VE BEEN THROUGH MY SEARCH HISTORY?!" I rolled my eyes and put a finger to her lips. "Natasha, sweetheart, keep it down. I've been through everyone's history, it's fine. But as I was saying- wait what was I saying?"

That earned an eye roll from Natasha before she said, "I'm staying the night." "Ohh, right. You just wanna spend the night because you're a freaking horndog. And we don't do that in this household," I said, referring to my room. Natasha gave me a mischievous smirk and said, "Oh, really? Then I wanna know, what are all your kinks? We all have them." I sighed as I started listing them off. "I'm just going to say, we don't kink shame in this household. I have a degrading kink, praising kink, humiliation kink, public teasing kink, knife kink, choking kink, daddy kink, dom/sub kink, foreplay kink, teasing kink, masturbating kink, BDSM kink, overstimulation kink, gun kink and a spanking kink. And all I'm going to say is this. Modern day fanfictions has made me this way."

Natasha's POV
"Holy shit! You're super kinky. Don't worry, I'll take notes," I said the last part with a wink causing Y/N to blush hard. I said, "It's bedtime for you now. I'll take the bed and you take the floor." "Bullshit, absolute bullshit. This is my room. You take the floor and I'll take the bed," she said with a slight whiny tone in her voice. I answered, "Now, is that how you treat your guests?" Y/N rolled her eyes once again and said, "Fine, get in. We're sharing the bed."

Y/N's POV
After what seemed like endless arguing on who got the blanket, we finally agreed to share it. I laid uncomfortably on my bed with my back facing against Natasha's with her lying on my right. I turned over, accidentally tugging the blanket with me. "Stop it," Natasha whined. I poked her in the ribs causing her to squeal. I huffed, "Go get your own." Natasha turned over to face me and said, "You promised you'd share."

This is stupid. I yanked the blanket from Natasha and put it on top of her head. "Here. If you want it, have it." I got up and laid my pillow on the ground which was cold as fuck. After a couple minutes of silence, I asked, "What are your kinks?" Natasha groaned and said, "Shut up, I'm trying to go to sleep." I mumbled, "You shut up." Natasha sighed as she said, "Fine, if I tell you, will you shut up?"

I mumbled an agreement and Natasha continued. "Well, I have a BDSM kink, choking kink, spanking kink and a foot fetish plus much other stuff that you don’t need to know.” I smirked, grabbed my phone and texted our group chat.

PrideVengers + the straight losers

Me
Please lock your doors, hide your keys and 
personal belongings.

Mr.US⭐
What happened? Is there an emergency?

Me
Make sure to wear socks at all 
times when around Ms. Romanoff
because someone has a foot fetish

WiGgLy wOoS
lmao, sure y not

Natasha groaned and checked her phone before getting out of bed just to hit me with a pillow. "I. Hate. You. You're an asshole." Natasha said with each hit of her pillow. Either way, she set her pillow on the floor next to me, then laid down. "Like I said, I'm staying to make sure you don't do any funny business," she said with a smirk.

Natasha stole my phone and proceeded to go through it, firstly going to my texts. She read out loud, "Shades, Mr. US⭐, Green Jellybean, Child of Apollo, I am sppeeeeeedd, worthy, wiggly woos…? And look, there's me! I'm saved as… " I closed my eyes as Natasha read the last part, praying to every god I knew. "My name is saved as My Tasha ❤ with a heart too! I mean, there is the questionable picture of Kim Possible but still… You're so cute," she said as she gently pecked my cheek. She continued, "Ah, also, I saw your wallpaper… I don't mind it. Now, how about the two of us get some sleep, huh?"