Nova Black is a 20 year old that was infected with a parasite. Nick Fury found out about her and called her in for the Avengers.
What happens when she meets Natasha Romanoff?
Will her past catch up with her?
Avengers: Assemble - ✅
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- "Well, we're going back to our room and I'm gonna fuck her long and hard." -
( smutty goodness for the horny gays. Use of a strap-on, oral, rope, choking, marking kink? Idk if that's a thing but enjoy)
Natasha was sat on her and Nova's bed, watching Tv and eating a tub of ice cream gloomily. After seeing Nova and Wanda laugh and joke while training, not to mention the compromising position she found them in, she had been upset and jealous.
Nova entered the room humming as usual. Her head bobbed to the imaginary music as she wiped her face with her towel, body sweaty from training. Natasha refused to look at her, as much as she wanted to see her girlfriend in her sports bra and short lycra shorts, sweating.
"I'm gonna have a shower, doll face. You wanna join?" Nova asked, smiling widely as her chest rose and fell quickly.
"No thanks." Natasha mumbled back, rather aggressively, continuing to watch Netflix angrily.
"Okay." Nova mumbled, moving to press a quick kiss to her lips but Natasha moved out to the way so she opted for kissing her temple.
It was fine if Natasha didn't want to have sex but Nova had absolutely no idea what she'd done. So, with a small sigh, she went into the bathroom attached to their room and stripped to have a shower.
As the water turned on, Natasha was starting to regret her decision but she was still jealous. In reality, it was rather petty. Nova was only training Wanda so she wouldn't get injured on missions but the way she found them infuriated Natasha.
The water turning off snapped her back into now. A few minutes later, Nova came out fo the bathroom, a towel around her waist and drying her hair with a smaller one. She was still humming the same song; it was now stuck in her head.
Natasha forced her eyes away from Nova, trying to focus on the programme she was watching and not her girlfriend who was dripping with hot water, her hair dangling over her face as she leant over to grab some clothes, water dripping down the valley of her plump breasts down to her belly button.
As Nova pulled on some grey jogging bottoms and a old ratty band t-shirt, she looked over at Natasha who was still angrily eating ice cream. When Nova sat down on the bed to join her, Natasha stood quickly and stormed to their attached kitchen, opening the freezer and putting the ice cream in it and then slamming the door.
Instead of coming back to the bed, Natasha decided to leave the room in a strop. Nova got back off the bed and followed after Natasha. The red head had gone to the shared kitchen and was grabbing a bottle of water. While she was doing so, Nova leant against the doorway until she turned around. When she did, Nova raised an eyebrow and Natasha glared at her.
"What did I do?" Nova questioned, running a hand through her wet hair.
"Nothing." Natasha snapped, gulping down some water and wiping a droplet from her chin.
