Do You Love Me?

Confession

Me and Natasha sat in her room all morning. There weren't many words spoken, more like glances shared.

"I don't want to keep pretending." She told me.

She was insinuating that she tell Tony.

"You know what will happen if they find out. They'll kick me out. Kick you out even." I said.

"You're worth the risk." She told me, pressing her forehead against mine and playing with my fingers.

"Do I really mean that much to you?" I asked.

I could feel her nod against my head.

"Run away with me." I said.

There was a moment of silence.

"I can't." She whispered, tears fell from her eyes, one after the other.

"Hey." I said, lifting her head and wiping her tears with my thumbs.

"We'll figure this out, okay?" I reassured her.

"Okay." She replied.

I planted a quick and gentle kiss on her lips.

"Okay." She repeated, nodding, kissing me again, harder.

As we continued to kiss, she began to lay down. My hand rested on her jaw as hers did on the back of my neck, I parted my lips to which she took as a sign to slip her tongue in.

My hands roamed over her body, lifting up her t shirt a little.

"Do you wanna do this?" She asked between kisses.

"Yeah." I replied hastily, my mouth full of her lips as I lifted her top above her head.

She had no bra on, with it still being the morning. She took my hand and placed it on one of her breasts. I began to kiss her neck, leaving marks as I did so.

I spread her clothed legs with my hands and pressed my knee in between them. She let out a groan as the pressure brought her some pleasure.

"Fuck me, please." I heard her say.

My mind quickly spun as I was brought back to the memories of what had happened with Wanda.

I quickly pulled away from her.

She grabbed her t shirt to cover herself up.

"What? What's wrong?" She asked worryingly.

"I..I have to tell you something." I mumbled.

She pulled her top back over her head and waited for me to continue.

I walked backwards until I hit the wall, my hands behind my back and my head tilted backwards against it.

"The other night, Wanda came into my room." I started.

I saw her face drop.

"Did you have sex with her?" She asked.

"No I stopped it before it could get to that, we just kissed. I promise, nothing more." I told her.

"Why did you even do it in the first place?" She questioned.

"I was stressed. She could see that I was stressed and suggested that she should ease it." I told her honestly.

"Stressed about what?" Natasha asked.

"You. With everything that happened, I still couldn't keep my mind off of you. You've got this hold on me. I don't know what it is. I want to know what it is but I also don't. I'm intimidated by it. You scare me Natasha." I admitted.

She felt a great deal of pain from the words that I just said.

I was scared of her.

"You're scared of me?" She asked, both shocked and hurt by this as her eyes filled with tears and her chin quivered.

"Yes but only because you make me feel the sort of way that only exist in stories. You awaken my soul and make me reach for more." I told her.

"Y/N..." She breathed, "Do you... love me?"

I sat in silence, contemplating my answer. Going over the words which I might say.

"I think I do." I replied, "But I thought it was impossible for me to love. How could I love after everything I've been through? I thought I could never feel like that and then you come along, in that restaurant for the first time, and completely change my opinion. How do you do that Natalia? It's like you've put a spell on me." I continued.

"Y/N." She said.

"Yes?" I whispered.

"I love you." She told me.

My heart was racing again. I thought I might pass out.

I walked over to her, my hand on her cheek, shaking slightly. I leant down to kiss her and lightly pushed her back down onto the bed.

I kissed her slowly, passionately and lovingly.

"I love you." She whispered again.

I nodded, my mouth against her lips, my eyebrows furrowed as I kissed her.

I ran my fingers around the waistband of the joggers she had stolen from me. Daring to dive in.

"Do you want me to?" I asked to which she nodded.

"I'd prefer if you used words, so I'm certain that you're sure." I said.

"Yes Y/N, I want you to fuck me."