the lives we live

all alone

After Natasha left to go on a mission with the Avengers, Dahlia and Yelena were alone.

It was harder than they thought it would be without Natasha. She was so important to both of them so it hurt when she was away.

It was somewhat easy to go on because Dahlia and Yelena were best friends. They both had a special attachment to Nat, which made them even closer.

They did nearly everything together. Yelena became Dahlias emotional support human and the same the other way around.

But since Natasha left, Dahlia still feels like a piece of her heart was missing.

It had now been a few months without Natasha but it didn't hurt any less than it did the day she left.

Dahlia stood around the kitchen counter when she heard a car roll up in the driveway.

It was most likely Yelena because she had taken the dog out to the park, but it seemed to be a little early for her to return.

Dahlia slowly went to the window.

She pulled back the corner of the curtain, looking out. There was a car parked in the driveway she didn't recognize.

She hid behind one of the walls by the door, pulling out a hidden knife from behind a small potted plant.

They had weapons hidden all over the house.

She peeked out the side of the window, her eyes on the car.

The engine turned off and her grip intensified on the knife. She grabbed the handle of the door, ready to open it and attack when she needed.

She watched as someone stepped out of the car and her eyes widened with disbelief.

Dahlia opened the door slowly and cautiously, stepping out and looking at the person who got out of the car.

She could actually see who it was and her grip loosened on the knife and she dropped it down on the ground.

"Natalia," she said with a big smile, releasing a breath. Natasha looked at her and smiled back, shutting the car door.

Dahlia ran towards her in her bare feet, jeans and a buttoned up flannel shirt. She flung her arms around Natasha.

She caught Dahlia, wrapping her arms around her back and holding onto her tightly.

"I can't believe your back," Dahlia whispered into her shoulder.

She pulled back a little, putting both hands on Natasha's cheeks to look at her like she was memorizing her all over again.

Dahlia pressed their lips together, missing the taste of her on her tongue. Natasha kissed her back passionately, holding her even closer than before.

"God I missed you," Dahlia said in a low whisper, pulling apart from the kiss and resting her forehead against hers.

"I missed you too," Natasha said back, pulling away to look into Dahlia's beautiful blue eyes.

"I'm sorry I was gone for so long," she said, kissing Dahlia's forehead.

"And I'm even more sorry I left you with my sister that whole time," She said with a teasing smile.

Dahlia just chuckled quietly.

"Speaking of which, where is Yelena?" Natasha asked, looking slightly past Dahlia and up to the house like she expected sister to just pop out.

"She took dog out for a while," Dahlia answered, her hand running up and down Natasha's arm.

Natasha looked back at Dahlia with a wicked smirk.

"So what you're saying is..." Natasha started to say, her arms gripping Dahlias waist.

"...you are here all alone?" she asked teasingly, holding Dahlia tighter to her body.

Dahlia looked up at Nat with a smile, nodding her head.

She grabbed Natasha's hand, walking backwards and pulling Nat with her to the house.

Dahlia bit her lip before turning  and opening the door, pulling Natasha behind her as they entered the house.

As soon as they got into Dahlia's room, Natasha pulled Dahlia to her and slammed their lips together.

Dahlia gasped hard as all the breath had been taken from her lungs. It only encouraged her to push her lips further into Natasha's.

Natasha put her hands in Dahlias shirt, ripping her buttoned up flannel shirt open, exposing her toned stomach and bra to her as the buttons from her shirt hit the ground.

Dahlia gasped, quickly reattaching their lips, desperate for more.

Natasha put her hand around Dahlia's waist pulling her body closer.

Dahlia lifted Nat's shirt up over her head, throwing it aside and walking backwards until she hit the end of the bed.

Natasha pushed the rest of Dahlia's ripped open shirt off the back of her shoulders, holding her tightly and she guided her down on the bed.

Natasha quickly unbuttoned Dahlias jeans, pulling them down her pants and Dahlia rushed to do the same to her.

Natasha began kissing down her neck while her hands slid into her pants.

Dahlia arched her back, her mouth open as she let out a silent moan when Nat pushed her fingers inside of her.

Dahlia kissed Natasha again as her fingers sped up. She moaned again, her eyes shutting briefly as she put her head back.

Natasha's forehead rested against Dahlias, her fingers moving faster.

Dahlia pushed against Natasha's shoulders, flipping them over so she was laying overtop of Natasha.

Dahlia moved her hips to the pace of Natashas fingers, her hands on the bead on either side of her head.

Natasha kissed her neck and collarbone, curling her fingers around inside of her.

Dahlia gasped, her eyes shutting tightly as she hit her high.

Her body slowly began relaxing over top of Natashas.

When she opened her eyes again, Natasha was looked up at her.

"You are amazing," she said, looking at her in awe. Dahlia smiled, moving her hair out of her face.

"You haven't seen anything yet," she said back with a wicked smile, her hand sliding into Natasha's pants.