Hold me closer- Natasha x y/n (gxg)

Movie Night

Tony had organised a movie night for the Avengers, and you were getting ready with Wanda.

You couldn't decide what pyjamas to wear, but finally chose a black oversized tee shirt and some red shorts.

You glanced at yourself in the mirror, and smiled, satisfied.

Wanda looked up from where she was attempting to pull on a shark onesie, and gave you a thumbs up.

She raised an eyebrow, amused. 'Nice bra for a movie night, y/n.'

You flushed, and looked down, seeing the black lace strap.

'Does everything match?' She giggled, zipping up the onesie.

You turned red and stomped into the bathroom, ignoring Wanda's cackling.

'Not telling you.' You called out, searching for a brush.

'Tasha can tell me tomorrow morning.' Wanda grinned, and ducked as you threw a pillow at her head.

You both finished getting ready and hurried to the party.

You grabbed a stuffed teddy bear on the way for good mesure, and Wanda tried her best to hide her amusement.

You reached the sitting room, and saw the Avengers already getting comfortable.

'Wanda, y/n, come in!' Mr Stark greeted you.

'Damn nice shark Wanda.' Clint joked, making space for her next to him and Vision on one of the couches.

You helped Peter pick a film, which ended up being Titanic, and set it up.

As you did so, Bruce and Steve came in with popcorn and drinks, and went to sit on the last couch next to Natasha.

Nat shooed them away, and beckoned to you. You hesitated for a second, before walking over to the couch.

Nat seemed to notice your doubt, and grabbed your arm, dragging you down next to her.

Bruce and Steve sat together uncomfortably on an armchair together, and you and Nat couldn't contain your laughter.

The film started, and Nat pulled you closer to her, until you were cuddling up to her body, you head nestled cosily in her neck.

You couldn't see much of the film from where you were lying, but you had Nat, and that was more than enough.

You could feel her chest rising up and down softly, and it relaxed you, and you fell asleep with Natasha stroking your hair gently.

'Romanoff give me the remote'-

You heard Peter's voice, and saw the credits playing out of the corner of your eye.

'Shushh. Don't wake y/n.'

'She's asleep? With you? On you? Since when? Did she miss Jack's death?' Peter questioned.

'Was asleep.' You groaned and rolled over off the couch, handing Peter the remote which had been squished underneath you.

'Where are you going?' Nat asked, confused.

'You mean where are we going?' You smirked and left the room.

'Coming.' Nat yelled, leaping off the couch.

You ran upstairs, with Nat in hot pursuit.

'Darling don't make me run too much yet.' Nag warned, catching up with you.

'Oh I've only just started love.' You opened the door to your room, and Nat immediately snaked her arms around your waist, pulling you closer to her.

She kissed you passionately, and you dragged her to the bed, pushing her down beneath you.

Nat quickly flipped you both over, pinning your arms above you. You gasped in surprise as she ripped your shirt in two, tossing it to the side of the room.

Her eyes devoured every part of you, and she placed her hand over your lower area, causing you to moan impatiently.

'You're fucking beautiful, y/n.' Natasha rasped. 'We need a safe word, I want to hear you beg for me to stop, and to keep going until you're a fucking mess for me.'

You breathed into her neck, pulling at the collar of her shirt. She pulled it off quickly, and you moaned at the sight, realising she hadn't bothered to wear a bra.

Im going to let you guys imagine the next part, I'm not the best at writing smuts :)
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In the morning, you slowly opened your eyes, and propped yourself up on your elbow.

Natasha was asleep, mostly covered by the sheets.

You gently stroked her cheek, and kissed her forehead, before getting out of bed.

You immediately regretted it, as your legs gave way.

'Fuck.' You groaned, pulling yourself up again.

Nat had partially woken up, but was still pretty drowsy, and luckily she couldn't see the struggle you were in through her half closed eyes.

You tried again, and bit your lip, walking awkwardly to the bathroom.

'Y/N?' A voice called out from right outside your bedroom door.

'I'm coming.' You called back, sighing and abandoning the idea of trying to walk to the bathroom.

'You were screaming that last night.' Nat remarked from the bed.

You glared at her, and carefully made your way to the door.

'Good morning to you too love.' You retorted.