Y/N POV- "What is it?" I questioned, curious to find out what she had to say. She walked closer to me and took in a deep breath before she said the thing that would change everything forever.
"Y/N I crave you."
My heart stopped. She stared at me searching my face for a reaction. My breathing got heavier. She got even closer to me. I felt myself being magnetised towards her. Our breathing became mixed as we left no space for ourselves to move. Her eyes flickered from my eyes to my lips in which I mimicked this action.
Her hand rested on my jaw whereas mine found itself on her waist. Our faces were automatically pulled closer and soon our lips connected. Hers were soft and made me crave more.
I deepened the kiss as I lowered my hands from her waist to the back of her thighs which I tapped as a signal for her to jump. I caught her legs and pinned her against the wall, her legs still wrapped around me. "Wait Y/N, before this goes any further I need to know what you feel for me..." She told me worried. "Natty I want you." I told her. "Just for pleasure?" She asked. I lowered her but my hands remained on her waist.
"No, Natalia listen, all them times I claimed that I didn't like you, I wanted you so bad, I want you even now, I want to turn over in the morning and see you next to me, I want to cook for you and you cook for me, I want to have matching outfits to every party, I want days of holding you and cuddling, I want our own pajama parties, I want movie nights with you, I want a life with you. I understand how all of this may seem so fast but i've needed you for so long, I really would run right into an electric fence for you a thousand times and i'm sorry for faking it for so long." Tears began to fill her eyes and her face held a smile that touched her ears. "Natalia Alianovna Romanova, I so dearly detest you, you're really going to be the death of me."
Natasha couldn't hold it in anymore. She grabbed my face roughly as her soft lips kissed mine. She parted her lips for my tongue to make my way in. Our tongues danced around each other, fighting for dominance. I walked her back against the wall and felt her body up and down, her top riding up in the process. I groaned at the sight of her exposed skin. I wanted to touch and taste every piece of her.
I tugged on her top signalling that I wanted her to take it off, to which she obeyed and slipped it off over her head before attaching her lips to mine once again. Her breasts sat perfectly in her black laced bra. Seeing this only made me want to find out what was underneath her trousers too which were, shortly after, removed. She was left in just her matching lace underwear. Natasha groaned in frustration that my clothes weren't off yet. She lifted my top over my head and became satisfied by the view of my body.
I roughly squeezed her ass as I picked her back up and rested her back against the wall; I found the bed too common. I pressed me knee against her pussy which released a moan from her (just like in the gym that one time). "This-is my- first time- with a girl." Natasha said as her tongue darted in and out of my mouth. "It will be one of many with only this girl" I replied. She lowered down off of me to pull her underwear down before we made our way to my mini kitchen. I placed her on the counter and attacked her neck; kissing, sucking, biting leaving purple marks in the process. "Y/N no more marks" Natasha said as her head tilted back giving me more access. "Bruce and everyone else needs to know what's mine and not his" I told her. At the mention of Bruce she stiffened up to which I noticed and pulled away.
"Tell me you're not still feeling guilty about Bruce." I said sternly, ready to grab my things. "Y/N I just don't like how i'm going about this, he thinks I like him much more than I actually do" She claimed, "So you still like him?" I asked. "Y/N it can't go away just like that-" I cut her off "You know what, forget this." I began to pick up my clothes and put them back on as I gathered hers and put them in a pile. She only put her underwear and trousers back on, as a suggestion that she wasn't going anywhere, leaving her upper body lace still visible.
"Y/N, I'll end it all with him." She told me. "So do it." "I will but it's late and right now all I want is to be here with you." I half nodded, still unsure of her feeling towards both me and Bruce. I checked the time which read 11:46 pm. I changed into my shorts and sweatshirt right in front of Nat and got under the duvet.
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Natasha stood there awkwardly looking around to which I laughed at. "Come here" I said. A smile formed on her face as she walked towards me. "Stay" I told her as I lifted up the other side of my black duvet cover. She quickly climbed in and moved closer to me. "Can you cuddle me?" She asked me with pleading eyes. "Of course" I said as I granted her further satisfaction. She climbed on top of me and buried her face in the crook of my neck as I interlocked our fingers on one hand and she put the other under my back. My free arm was wrapped around her as I held her tight, all while guaranteeing her comfort and safety. I didn't ever want to let go of her. She was my own definition of perfect. Fuck a dictionary.
