Y/n's POV:
I wake up as the sunlight streams shine on my face. I stretch and look at the clock. Nine in the morning? I thought I'm gonna sleep longer especially that I was exhausted for so many days. Whatever, now that I have so much time I can- Actually, what can I do? I'll think about it later, first breakfast.
I go downstairs and go into kitchen. I have... Few slices of old pizza, a few slices of cheese and water. Wow I see I need to do some groceries. Okay then I'll eat out, I'm not gonna risk with this pizza. I smile to myself and go get my things.
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When I got home it's one. I didn't think it'll last me that long. At least I won't die from hunger tomorrow. I toss everything on the floor and sit at the chair. I need to cook something for dinner. Or not... I can eat pop corn and crisps while watching TV. I forgot that I'm adult and no one will control if I had proper dinner today.
I put the groceries to cupboards and fridge then grab pop corn and go to sofa. I grab the remote and turn on TV. I'm flipping through the channels trying to find something interesting.
As always nothing. Netflix? Nah I actually don't want to watch anything. God why is it so hard to find something to do? C'mon think, what can I do? Read? Paint? Draw? Maybe I'll rearrange furniture? No, no and no. Ugh... I hate-
Suddenly my brain gave me a great idea. I smirk to myself. Let's tease Natasha...
I check my phone, perfect she has meetings all day. I jump out of the couch clapping my hands. I'll show her how much I miss her.
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Natasha's POV:
I go to another meeting this day. It's so boring without Y/n. I- I mean, no- I don't mean that I miss her or something- It's just-OH, God, stop. You're at work Natasha, focus and do your best, as always. I sit at the chair and listen carefully but suddenly my phone vibrate.
It's Y/n, I open the message and- HOLY FUCK. NO SHIT.
Did she just send me nude pic- I-
I hide my phone to my pocket so nobody can see. What is she thinking? I feel that I blush. Well that was great pic by the way- NO, Natasha, FOCUS.
I take out my phone and text her back.
Nat: stop please, I'm at the meeting.
Y/n: did you like it?
I can see Y/n smirking through the screen.
Nat: no, stop.
I put my phone away and try to be present at the meeting but my mind decided something else. I still see Y/n's picture, blushing again. My phone vibrates, not again.
Another picture this time she's wearing black, lace underwear. I'm gonna kill her. Another message... A VIDEO???!!! No shit. I'm not gonna-
Nat: Stop it right now!
Y/n: Why? I know you like it, don't you, miss?
I didn't respond, just put my phone into my pocket. I'm not gonna check it until the end of the meeting. Yes, I need to be- Another message. NO, you'll check it later. My phone doesn't stop to vibrate.
Nat: "Excuse me for a moment." I get up from my chair and leave the room.
I check my phone I've got five messages from Y/n. Picture in lingerie, only in panties, with her hand in her panties, without lingerie and a video.

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The Game ~ Natasha Romanoff x fem reader
Romance"The game is on." If these words hadn't fallen from your lips you wouldn't be in that toxic and dangerous relationship with woman of your dreams but also your nightmares. "If I had only known what I was getting into, I would never have signed that c...