BlackHill | If only

Chapter 11

Maria's POV:

I had stayed in Natasha's bed for about an hour, holding her in my arms hoping that sleep would find her. When her breathing became deeper and her tear-streaked face finally relaxed. I decided to remove myself from her room. Afraid someone may come looking for us and find me in Romanoff's bed.

I found myself going down to the lab to check on Yelena only to find Bruce had already administered the solution and she would be free from the mind control once she awoke. Bruce practically looked like a zombie, his eyes bloodshot and drooping shut every so often, so I told him to get some rest and offered to watch Yelena in case she woke up.

About half an hour had passed in total silence before I heard footsteps nearing me. I listened closer, two sets, one male one female. As I saw the pair enter the door it wasn't Fury's appearance that shocked me, I was almost relieved to see him, but the second set of footsteps revealed itself. Wanda Maximoff.
I couldn't keep the disdain off my face as I saw her, recalling how she treated Natasha. The likelihood was that Wanda wanted to speak to Nat, but she didn't even deserve that after what she did.

In an attempt to remain professional I caught Fury up to speed with the mission. All the while ignoring Maximoff, not once acknowledging her existence.

Fury must have noticed I was flagging, I hadn't slept since the mission truth be told, so he sent me out of the door claiming he needed to speak to Yelena when she woke up. That left me and Maximoff outside. I began to walk off not even entertaining the idea of a conversation.

"She's in love with you".
Wanda's voice came from behind me, like a whisper just loud enough for me to hear. I swivelled round marching straight back to her.
My voice was a harsh whisper, "You can't just go around making statements like that. Not here".
She rolled her eyes "I see the way she looks at you, Natasha is head over heels for you and you can't even see it".
I became defensive, slightly raising my voice this time "You know what Maximoff. What you did to Natasha was disgusting. And just because things didn't work out between you two, doesn't mean you can go around saying things like that out of jealousy and bitterness trying to get me fired".

She had the sense to look ashamed "It's not about your job and you know it. She always deserved someone better than me, someone like you".
I felt a sliver of sympathy for the girl seeing the hurt in her eyes but instead turned my back. But before I could walk away Wanda spoke her voice nearly inaudible this time.
"If you don't tell her how you feel, you'll just end up hurting her. Don't make the same mistake as me. Don't let her go".

Natasha's POV:

I awoke feeling disappointed as I noticed the empty bed. But I chided myself for being so reckless and for even allowing Hill in my room. We had already broken too many rules. I got myself dressed and crossed over to Hill's room. It was time for me to confront her.

I knocked.

Once.
Twice.
No answer.

Assuming she had fallen asleep I decided to come back later. Except when I turned away the door opened with a squeak, Maria's head peered through the crack.

"Hey, is everything ok"? Her voice was low and raspy as if she had been crying.
I hesitated, wondering if this was the right time. "I need to talk to you".
She scrunched her face in confusion but opened the door nonetheless.
As she closed the door behind me I burst.
"What is going on between us Hill?"

She looked taken aback and opened her mouth as if to speak. I didn't give her the chance to respond only raising my voice through my pent up frustration.
"I mean seriously Maria, it's been a year of this shit. You treat me like some dirt under your shoe but we've been through so much, I mean let's be honest you nearly killed me once. But we can never be anything more than colleagues?."
My voice began to crack "Christ Maria we're not even friends". I paused, already breathing deeply from my outburst.
"So I need you to tell me what the fuck is going on if it's even worth feeling what I feel for you".

Maria just raised an eyebrow "you know what I'm sick of this, I get Maximoff come up to me and tell me that you're in love with me about 10 feet away from my boss. Don't you realise something like that could cost me my job!" She began to inch closer to me, her voice becoming more and more raised.

"Of course you and Wanda were able to be together, that's because you're both Avengers and the world needs you. If I break the rules I can get fired Romanoff and I can't allow myself to have feelings for you because I don't think I could ever recover if I lost you."
By the time she had finished she had backed me against the wall, she was breathing heavily her eyes full of rage, the muscles in her jaw clenched as she looked down at me. I tilted my chin up towards her, almost in defiance.
"So what do we do?" I whispered, my eyes drifted to hers staring intently, becoming aware of the curves and muscles of her body enclosed around me.

She answered by lowering her head pressing her lips on mine, her hands cupping my face. She must have felt my grin as she pulled away murmuring in my ear "you don't know how long I've been waiting to do that".
She pressed herself closer to me returning to my mouth.
The kiss was more aggressive this time as her tongue flicked across my lower lip, teasing, asking for entry. I obeyed, tasting the full sweetness of her. A small moan escaping me as she traced her tongue along mine.
She wrenched her mouth away again, moving down to my neck, murmuring "did you like that котенок?" Her voice vibrated along the softness of my neck. I inhaled sharply as she kissed down my neck getting lower and lower "you learned Russian?".
She stopped her trail at my collarbone, pulling her head back up "Only the important words" she smirked before returning to my mouth, her slender fingers over my neck, taunting me, so far away from where I wanted them.

I couldn't kiss her fast enough, the need for her to devour me becoming so intense, heat began building between my legs. I ran my hands through her dark mass of hair, savouring its silken feel.
While she continued her trail down my neck her hands moved down my body, slipping under the hem of my shirt. Her skin like fire on mine wrapping around the arc of my hips, lingering on my undergarments.
I moaned again "Ria... please", my entire world became contained to the touch of her lips on my skin, the feel of her fingertips on my waist. Her mouth had reached my chest and she purred against my collarbone.
"Ria... I like that one".

An abrupt tap at the door made Hill jump about 5 feet away from me.
Steve's voice echoed through the door.
"Hill, Fury needs to speak to you, Yelena's awake"