Natasha Romanoff One-shots

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Original oneshot from @wandaromanova from tumblr

Link to tumblr: https://wandaromanova.tumblr.com/post/657489918453514240/superior

Natasha Romanoff x Fem!Reader

Summary: Natasha doesn't appreciate it when people throw themselves at her girlfriend.

Warnings: cussing, that's all!

Word Count: 2K

Natasha Romanoff was a lot of things. She was a former assassin, a S.H.I.E.L.D agent, an Avenger, a sister, a daughter, and a lover.
However, the one thing she never thought she would be was the jealous type, but she was proven wrong when she started dating you.
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She absolutely loved you, that much was certain.
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Two years ago, you stumbled into the meeting room of the Avengers compound, your cheeks a deep shade of red as you not so gracefully entered the room.
You were the newest recruit to the team, being one of the highest-ranked agents of S.H.I.E.L.D (which Natasha found slightly hard to believe after you basically fell into the room).
This was actually how Natasha came up with one of your many nicknames; Bambi. You were this clumsy little thing that never failed to have the redhead's heart-melting.
You were very different from Natasha. You know what they say; opposites attract. That was definitely the case for you and Natasha.
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You were optimistic and kind while she was analytic and borderline rude.
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Natasha was actually a big softie beneath the bravado. Of course, you were the only one who knew this about the assassin. According to her, she 'had a reputation to uphold.'
It was safe to say that you were absolutely smitten of your girlfriend, and anyone who knew you both was aware of this as well.
You were extremely respectful of your relationship with Natasha. You never looked in another woman's direction, only focusing on your girlfriend, not like that was a challenge, she was easily the most beautiful woman you've ever met and will ever meet.
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However, it wasn't you that Natasha worried about.
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It was the women who would fling themselves at you with their flirtatious looks, sexual innuendos, and obviously disregard for boundaries, that had Natasha in a fit of rage and jealousy.
Jealousy was such a foreign concept to the redhead. The first time she felt the feeling, it was when you both had been out on a date. You guys had gone out for some ice cream and the cashier kept sending you winks and smirks.
The dingy blonde even brushed her fingers seductively against yours whilst handing over the ice cream cones.
Natasha couldn't describe the feeling. It was as if she wanted to pounce on the blonde and beat her the fuck up for so much as even glancing in your direction.
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She'd never felt so possessive over another person, but you were the only exception.

Everyone knew that you and Natasha were together considering you were two Avengers. Anything you guys did seemed to be open to public scrutiny, but for the most part, people were very supportive of your relationship.
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Everyone knew you we're together, and still, people tried to take what was rightfully Natasha's; you.
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As expected, Natasha wasn't going to put up with any of it. You were hers and she'd be damned if someone tried to take you away from her.
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You and Natasha had been tasked with recruiting some new S.H.I.E.L.D agents, per Fury's request.
Apparently, in order to have the best agents, they would need to be trained by the best, and that's why your boss had assigned you two; you were the best of the best.
You waltzed into the training room with Natasha behind you, a wide smile on your face.
You loved training new recruits. The idea of taking part in molding newbies into professionals was exhilarating. It made you feel a sense of pride when the agents you would train would graduate to official employees.
"Hello, everyone! I'm Agent L/N and this is Agent Romanoff. We will be your instructors the next few months! We're very excited to be working with you all."
You flashed a bright smile towards the anxious group, noticing a few of them sweating. You guys hadn't even started and they were already shitting their pants. You figured it was because of the hard glare your girlfriend was sending their way.
Natasha was a lot more intense when it came to training recruits, which was a stark contrast to your supportive and kind approach.
You guys were basically playing good cop, bad cop whenever you were assigned together.
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"Everyone get in a straight line to work on your fighting form. Now."
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Natasha raised an eyebrow and spoke strictly. That's all it took for the nervous twenty-year-olds to shuffle around quickly, some bumping into one another.
You turned your head towards your girlfriend with a playful smirk. She shook her head at you, holding back a smile, as she strutted over to an agent at one end of the line, you make your way to the other.
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"Get into your fighting stance and we will provide guidance, if necessary."
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You spoke and watched as the agents all got into their respective poses.
For the most part, they were all doing pretty well, only needing a few minor adjustments, but there was one agent that seemed like a piece of work.
Her form was completely off. Her legs were too spread apart, she wasn't bending her knees enough, and her arms weren't firm at all.
If she were actually on a mission and fighting off an enemy, she would easily be overpowered.
You noticed this and decided to step in and help her because well... it was kind of your job.
"Name, Agent." You asked the brunette. She sent you a smirk. You didn't think anything of it, she could've just been a nice person like you.
However, Natasha, who was a few agents down, definitely noticed and quickly identified that it was indeed not an innocent expression.
"I'm Agent Martinez, Y/N." Natasha raised her eyebrow at the agent's use of your name.
You let it slide though, considering it could've been from nerves. People slip up sometimes and it was the first day, so you were a bit lenient for the time being.
"Agent Martinez, there are a few things you need to fix." You circled the woman and stood behind her. You placed your hand on her arm and shook it.
Unbeknownst to you, Agent Martinez shut her eyes, relishing in your touch as your skin met hers.
Natasha saw this and felt heat radiate throughout her body, completely ignoring the agent in front of her that was practically shaking in his place from her presence.
"Look at how loose your arms are. You aren't going to be able to land hard punches this way. Tense your arms a little more."
You held her arm in place and the agent obeyed. She did as you said and you smiled when she followed your instructions perfectly.
"Okay, good. Next, you need to bend your knees a bit more for balance. If you go into the field like this and encounter an enemy, they'll be able to knock you over easily."
The brunette bent her knees, but far more than necessary. She was basically doing a squat as she pushed her ass back and into your body.
"Like this, Y/N?" Agent Martinez turned her head around to face you with a wink.
That was all it took for Natasha to spring into action. She made her way to stand beside you and kicked the back of the brunette's legs, causing her to tumble onto the floor.
You gave your girlfriend a look of disbelief while she firmly crossed her arms over her chest, glaring at the woman on the floor.
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"If you bend your knees too much, it's even easier to take you down, Agent Martinez."
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There was a bite to her tone and the other agents in the room were absolutely terrified, but the woman who was flirting with you wasn't.
She just got back up and got back into position, bending her knees even more and pushing her ass even further into you.
Natasha growled and shoved you lightly out of the way and took the agent down.
It took her a matter of two seconds to get Agent Martinez lying flat on the ground. Natasha was hovering above the brunette who stared up at her with wide, fearful eyes.
"Martinez, are you here to become an agent, or are you here to throw yourself at my girlfriend? Hm?"
The young woman shook her head frantically. Trying to move her fists that were pinned down to the floor, but Natasha's grip was too tight to allow her to do so.
"I- I'm here to become an Agent." Natasha let Martinez go and stood up. If looks could kill, the poor trainee would be six feet under.
"Agent L/N may tolerate your behavior, but I certainly will not. If you act out of line, I have the power to get you taken out of the program. So, I'd get my behavior in check and show some respect if I were you."
Martinez quickly got onto her feet and stood up straight. She was extremely tense from the fear that had taken over her.
"No, please! It won't happen again! I promise, please don't take me out of the program."
The brunette began to beg your girlfriend. You rolled your eyes at Natasha's possessive behavior. She literally knocked the recruit down twice.
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"We are your superiors. Did Agent L/N introduce herself as Y/N?"
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Natasha looked around the room and the class shook their heads frantically. Her killer gaze returned to the trembling woman in front of her.
"So, you will address her as Agent L/N and me as Agent Romanoff. If you can't be professional and respectful of your superiors, you have no business being in this program. Understood?"
Natasha's tone raised slightly towards the end of her speech and Martinez nodded her head quickly.
"Understood, Agent Romanoff." Natasha sent one more harsh glare at the agent before walking away and back to the man she had originally been working with.
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You shook your head with a small laugh.
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Your girlfriend really was something else when she was jealous; it was adorable.
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2 hours later
"Okay, you all are dismissed. We'll see you tomorrow." You waved off the exhausted class.
They all quickly grabbed their things and made their way out of the training room; wanting to be out of there as soon as they possibly could.
You watched as everyone filed out of the room until you felt a strong pair of arms wrap around your waist.
You closed your eyes and leaned back into Natasha, instantly recognizing the feeling of her arms and her smell.
"Someone was a little jealous today." You laughed out before turning around in the redhead's arms until you were face-to-face with her.
"Baby, that girl was literally rubbing her ass on you. Did you really think I was gonna let that slide?"
Natasha tilted her head at you with an eyebrow raise. You rolled your eyes at her, placing your arms around the back of her neck.
"Well, she's our student. I don't think knocking our student to the ground... two times... is the right way to go."
Natasha put one of her hands on your cheek, rubbing your skin softly with the pad of her thumb.
"You're right, she's our student. Therefore, I did my job and taught her a lesson; don't fucking touch my girlfriend."
You threw your head back in laughter, Natasha laughing along with you. You shook your head with a goofy smile as your laughs subsided.
You stared into Natasha's green eyes for a second before nudging her nose with your own, connecting your foreheads and staying there.
"Seriously though, there's no need to be jealous. I'm yours, no one could ever take me away from you, I promise."
Natasha pushed her head forehead and pulled you into a gentle kiss, her hand coming up to your chin and holding you softly.
When you broke the kiss, she pulled you even closer to her body with both arms. Your front was flush against her own.
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"Oh, Bambi, I know no one will ever take you from me, because I'd never let that happen."
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"Neither would I."