Xoxo - y/n Carter

15. Facination

A/N i think this is what you would call unfinished smut in this chapter. Have in mind it's my first time writing that, hope you enjoy

Natasha pov

I made me sick to hear her ramble up all the information on us. But at least i'll be getting an unanswered question answered. The messages were from her. She had called me your best friend and lover, as said earlier that isn't a fact you can get from the internet. I put on one of your playlist as i sit guard while the others are watching the fireworks, i never liked fireworks anyways. Bucky and Tony are probably down in the labb anyways, i honestly never thought it would work that well but i don't argue. I look over at her, still passed out and still fully covered. So to the music's rhythm i close my eyes...

Natasha pov flashback

Your hand is trying up my inner thigh under the covers, waking me up. At first it scares me then i remember you slept in my bed last night because you couldn't sleep, it was a long time ago since you didn't share a bed with Maria anymore.

"I'm not gonna be your rebound y/n" i take your hand off my thigh and you look up at me. "I can't be another one of your distractions"

"Then stop looking so hot" you say before smashing our lips together. I can't stop myself once you've started. Your hand comes back to trailing my inner thigh, skipping over the part that's craving attention.

"If i'm gonna be a distraction, then stop teasing" i say, my breath hitched. You laugh against the skin on my neck as your hand now traces the outlining of my panties under my shorts. Your other hand holding my wrist together above my head to let our lips meet again. Your y/h/c hair mixing with mine as it falls down beside us. Your hand starts to cup between my legs, making me realise a moan. Letting your tongue into my mouth and i quickly give up in the fight for dominance to let you win. Still holding my wrists above my head, you start kissing your way down my neck. As you posistons yourself above me the covers fall off to let the cold air hit us. If it was not for your body head now i would freeze. Sometimes i hate the AC being so good in the summer. But i can feel your purple satin nightgown resting on my thighs, how when i move my legs it only rises higher.

"You'd never... be a... rebound Natasha... never" you say in between kisses down my chest. The way you say my name only makes you more hot. As i'm only wearing a sports bra you have a pretty good workspace without removing any piece of clothing. Your kisses only trailing down towards my torso, making me smile as i look down at you. I even feel your knowing smirk against the skin on my lower stomach. You let go of my wrists only to pull down my pyjama shorts to reveal my black lace panties, which are no longer dry from your touch. I sit up with you now straddling me, to kiss your lips, hands going down to circle your hips. You smile into the kiss once again as you realise I'm pulling your nightgown off you, breaking the kiss only to get it over your head. In that second i have the time to admire your face in the starting sunlight that shines in through the big window. I admire your deep y/e/c eyes, your rosy soft lips that taste so good.

"Y/n..." i start but you just shush me and i become compliant again. Your lips meet mine again and i hear the clicking sound of the top. Making it so that when you push me down to my back again you take it off. While her hand starts circling my breast he heads down again to start pulling my pnaties off with her teeth, seeding lovely and hot chills between my thighs. Even before they can hit the ground you take me in, your tongue in the exact right place. Setting me on fire. I need to brag hard to the sheets, so hard my knuckles start turning white. I try to move but you just grab my hip to keep me down. You growels in approval as my moans, as you work me in great sweeping strokes. As your tongue slid inside me i feel like i'm going to fall off the edge of the world, you lick and kiss your way to the apex of my thighs. Just as your fingers replace where your tongue was...

end of flashback

"It's fascinating, isn't it?" her voice cuts through my music. I open my eyes to see her starting to sit up in the small bed.

"What is?" i question, sitting up to look at her. She is still fully covered and it bothers me that i can't see her. It's a wig, lenses and a fully covered outfit.

"How only a memory can cause such joy and pleasure" she says, referring to my daydreaming just a few seconds ago. She laughs at my questioning look before standing up. "Was she really worth all the trouble, Natasha"

"Every penny" i answer but the way she said my name sparks a familiar memory. Like i've heard her say it before.

"Well, i always knew what time i was from. But i never thought it was as boring as this" she says, traveling over to my end of the room. So that we're only one glas away from each other.

"Your from our time?" she nods and i must ask. "Did i know you? i mean, the person you were before Hydra tortured you for a hundrer years''

"From what i know about you we were even more than acquaintances" her words confuse me on a new level.

"What are you talking about, how don't i remember you then?" She let out a laugh before pushing a button behind your ear that makes the hologram mask disappear, together with some part of the shirt, making it a v-neckline. Revealing a necklace in gold, holding a yin to her chest. Who has the other part? Her lips are something i recognize, her chin and her smile. The lenses also disappear to show the y/e/c eyes looking at me. Her hand drags the wig off to let her y/h/c hair fall down, My breath gets caught in my throat as she looks back up at me, as you look up at me.

"Miss me?"

"Y/n?"