Natasha Romanoff One-shots

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Original oneshot from @mypoisonedvine from tumblr

Link to tumblr: https://mypoisonedvine.tumblr.com/post/653852628760018944/for-your-sleepover-i-am-exposing-my-kinks-but

Natasha Romanoff x Female Reader

Summary: Nat and reader having a girls night when things go a little wild.

Warnings: smut

Word Count: 700 words

It wasn't the first time that 'girls night' got a little weird with Natasha... but it was definitely the weirdest it had ever gotten.
Actually, you'd been meaning to talk to her about that one night a few weeks back where you two got red-wine drunk and made out for a while. You wanted to tell her that, even though it was fun, that you didn't want that sort of thing to happen again. Not that she wasn't a beautiful girl or anything, but... well, she was your best friend, and you were too afraid to ruin that.
But when you actually got there, you got distracted pretty quickly. Every time you thought to bring it up, the words died on your tongue and she changed the subject and you got lost in just hanging out with your friend.
"You know, this is sort of TMI," she began, and now that you were four glasses in you didn't think to question it, "but I'm on these new meds and they have the craziest side effect."
"Oh yeah? What is it?"
"It's sorta embarrassing," she blushed.
"Tell me!" you demanded, shoving her lightly on the shoulder, making her rock back for a moment on the couch next to you.
"Okay! But don't look at me like I'm crazy," she pleaded. "I... I actually started lactating."
You froze, though you tried not to look at her like she was crazy like she'd asked; actually, you were trying not to look at her at all.
"Oh, that's... that's..." you stammered.
"Yeah, it's wild," she laughed. "They're so sensitive now, and it kinda hurts to be honest... they're sore, you know, especially when they get too full."
God, your face was burning hotter than a neon sign and she'd only been talking about it for a few seconds.
"But it's kinda cool, too. And hey, free snack," she shrugged, making you choke on nothing.
"You tasted it?" you realised.
"Duh," she shrugged. "It's good! You should taste it."
"No, nononono," you rushed, starting to move back– but she moved forward a lot faster, straddling you on the couch.
"Just a quick taste," she encouraged, "trust me, you'll like it."
"I– Nat, this is weird," you protested.
"No it's not!" she laughed. "We're friends. We can do this kind of stuff."
"But should we?"
Your breath caught in your throat when she casually pulled her tank top down and her breasts spilled out; you could see now that they looked swollen, and the nipples were larger and darker than you remembered from when you saw her changing one time. "Just taste it."
"Nat, I thought you would just put some in a shot glass or something!" you yelped.
"No, it's not the same unless it's straight from the source!" She squeezed one of them gently and you watched a drop of milk form at her nipple. "See, you can just lick that off, c'mon, just try it!"
Too drunk and tired to say no to her, you just leaned and let the tip of your tongue catch the drop before it ran down her breast.
You gasped when you tasted it, so much sweeter than you expected– and maybe you were an idiot for not realising that it was going to be warm, but it was so fucking warm and you hummed immediately, instinctively wrapping your lips around her nipple and sucking to get some more.
"Fuck," Natasha groaned, her fingers running over the back of your neck as she leaned into you. "You like it?"
You didn't even want to stop to answer her, so you just nodded and kept going.
"Feels good," she whispered, "don't stop..."
You did, only for a moment to switch to the other and catch your breath for a second. You reached up to hold and knead her tits, feeling arousal pang between your legs at the way she moaned in response.
It was like you were on autopilot, moving without even thinking as you kissed your way over her chest and sighed at the aftertaste of her on your tongue.
"Mommy," you heard yourself sigh, and suddenly your eyes shot open to look up at Nat who was grinning back down at you. "I– I didn't mean to say that–" you started to backtrack instantly.
"Oh, baby," she cooed, "this is going to be a very fun girls night, isn't it?"