Natasha, Wanda and Yelena oneshots

Not as tired (Natasha)

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G!p Nat x fem reader
Oh and also you're a stripper in this one 😉

You finished your show a moment ago, and was now quickly looking through the audience, searching for one particular red head.

You didn't see your girlfriend anywhere so you quickly went to the changing room, still hearing whistles and hand's clapping. Yeah, you were really popular in here...

You had normal job as a waitress in restaurant, but this one was, let's call it, a hobby.

You met the russian spy in your 'normal' job for the first time. She caught your attention, she was the only one in the group of men, yet, seemed to have their respect.

The second time you saw her a few days later in the club. It was strange but you also felt happy, since you couldn't get her off your mind.

She started visiting you at work. When you started wondering if she wants something or is just stalking you, she finally invitated you on a date.

You both had secrets about your past, but it somehow helped you both open up. She told you about Red Room training, and you explained your own past. She showed you the Stark Tower, and you met famous Avengers.

You always have been afraid that your partner's gonna reject you when they get to know you, and what you do for a living, but she seemed to treat it more like funny hobby of yours.

Where were you?

You asked, as you walked to her car and threw your bag to her.

I saw everything honey, don't worry. I just left a second after you finished.

Why?

You asked, although you knew the answer already. You made her horny.

When you got into car, she turned it on and looked at you.

I wondered if...

Nope. I'm exhausted.

You said, accenting the word 'exhausted' and stretched your arms.

When you got to your flat, she seemed annoyed, but accepted the fact that she won't get sex tonight.

You both changed in cofmy clothes and settled in the bed. You turned on a movie you liked, and knew there's gonna be 'interesting' scenes.

And you got the result you expected, she rushed to the bathroom and locked the door. You waited for a while and got out of bed with a smirk.

Romanoff? What are you doin' there?

When she heard you knock on the door and innocently ask what's wrong, she was in the middle of stroking her dick.

К черту это дерьмо. (Fuck this shit.)

You heard her curse in her native language and the door unlocked. You stared at her hard cock, dripping with pre cum. You bit your lip and squezzed your legs uncontrollably.

Ты не так устал, как кажется, да? (You're not as tired as it seems, huh?)

You didn't understand what she said at first, because it was muttered and then you felt her strong arms push you onto the bed.

She sat on top of you, so you felt her hard dick, pressing against your clothed cunt. You let out a quiet moan.

There's only one thing I don't want you to do to me. You know what?

She raised her eyebrows, waiting for answer, but also adding more and more pressure.

Teasing you, mistress.