Multifandom Imagines And One-Shots

Natasha: Exhaustion

Warning: Smut, mommy kink, dom!Nat

Word Count: 3104

Y/n had fucked up. She lost track of time at the office. The mountains of paperwork that covered every inch of her desk had gotten the best of her.

She was supposed to be home. She promised Natasha that she would be home at a reasonable hour. Two o'clock in the morning was not a reasonable hour.

To make matters even worse, Natasha hadn't tried to contact her at all. There were no text messages or missed calls. That's how Y/n knew she was royally screwed.

Part of her thought about just staying in the office. The office had a couch and a nice view of the city, and no angry Natasha.

However, Y/n knew that the longer she waited to come home, the more upset Natasha would become.

Though it was the last thing she wanted to do, Y/n stopped working. She left the paperwork in the office and began to make her way home.

When she finally pulled into her own driveway, exhaustion hit her tenfold. Her limbs felt as though they were stuck to the seat of the car.

She could see a single light on in the living room, which meant Natasha was waiting for her. It took every ounce of her energy to get out of the car and walk to the front door.

Y/n struggled with her keys a bit before finally unlocking her front door. There was no use in trying to sneak up the stairs.

With a heavy sigh, the workaholic made her way to the living room. Natasha was sat in the recliner chair with her arms crossed over her chest.

The redhead was wide awake. There was a scary calmness to her presence, which Y/n was unfortunately familiar with.

" On your knees"

Y/n's bones cracked as she followed Natasha's command. Her head hung low, partly in exhaustion and partly in shame.

Natasha was gentle as she took Y/n's face in her hands, forcing the woman to look at her. Natasha's fingers carefully traced the bags under Y/n's eyes.

She placed a kiss on her forehead," You're overworking yourself, kitten. I told you to be home at a reasonable hour because you need to rest. You're taking a vacation"

Y/n was too tired to protest. Her work was important to her, but even she could admit that this was beginning to drain her. She gave Natasha a simple nod.

" Let's go to bed. We'll deal with your disobedience tomorrow," Natasha scooped the girl in her arms without warning.

She carried her lover to their shared room. The redhead was quick to strip Y/n of her clothes. The other woman didn't protest as Natasha changed her into a pair of pajamas.

By the time Natasha was finished, Y/n was asleep. When Natasha got into the bed, Y/n immediately curled into her side.

Natasha was upset with Y/n, but she couldn't help but smile. She liked that Y/n took comfort in her presence. She just wished that Y/n would let Natasha take care of her.

Y/n didn't need to have regular late nights at the office. She didn't need to have bags under her eyes or headaches because of stress.

Natasha could provide for Y/n and Y/n knew that, but her sense of independence always got in the way. Natasha understood that working made Y/n feel independent.

She would never want to take that from Y/n, but the adverse effect it was having on her kitten's health was genuinely beginning to worry her.

Which is why she tried to keep Y/n from working late. Usually, Y/n was her good girl, never daring to disobey her orders. Whenever work had been involved, it was like Y/n's training went out of the window.