Natasha, Wanda and Yelena oneshots

Group (Natasha)

Tw:nobody's expecting that... SMUT!!! Ta daaaa
Transphobia I think
Trans mtf reader x Nat

One of the boys sitting in front of you clapped his hands.

I remember now! Let me tell you a story when I went to the store with Y/N. He...

HE.

It felt like someone stabbed you. You were a girl, just born in male body. You came out to your 'friends' and explained it multiple times. But they kept misgendering you, however they used your new name. You couldn't understand it.

Loud laughing made you come back to reality. They all rised their bottles and cheered to celebrate that they passed a test.

You've known them from university for a few months now. At first, you thought that's really nice group, studying hard. But eventually you discovered how they spent their free time. On drinking and doing drugs.
You agreed to try it only once, and ended up nearly dying. You swore to never do that again not only to yourself but also to your lover, Natasha.

She was the reason why you changed universities. She was older than you, but that wasn't an issue since your relationship didn't violate any laws. She was russian professor and got offered a better job here. So you moved. It was perfect. Your apartment, the way she treated you.

The only thing that worried her were the people you spent your time with, but you explained that you don't wanna stick out. Being trans was enough struggling.

Hey, earth to Y/N.

A girl moved a bottle with beer up to your nose so you started coughing at the intense alcohol scent. You saw they were smoking something that wasn't normal cigarettes.

Want some?

You shook your head.

C'mon, at least try.

He's a coward.

His 'girlfriend' would spank him!

How's Professor Romanoff by the way? Do you guys fuck like rabbits or does she wait until you graduate?

None of your business. And she not he.

Whatever.

One of the boys said and inhaled the smoke.

Why do you pretend to be a girl Y/N? You could pull so many chicks if you didn't dress... Like that.

He motioned at you. You felt tears gathering in you eyes, but kept calm.

I don't pretend. I am a woman.

So what's down there in your pants, MAN?

You stood up. You haven't had a bottom surgery yet. In fact, you weren't sure if you want to get it because it was risky and very expensive. Natasha was fine with that, she respected you. Your colleagues were the exact opposite.

Once they saw you come to man's bathroom because the women's was full. They didn't let you forget you weren't 'normal' for a second.

None of your business. I'm done with this shit. Done with you. You're just bunch of alcoholics who think they're better than everyone!

You shouted and walked away. You called Nat, and waited for her to pick you up at the empty bus stop.

You were scared thaf they followed you. Your heart was beating way too fast. When you saw her car you immediately jumped in and hugged her. You buried your face in her hoodie that she had to quickly put on when she received your call.

I won't come back to them.

She stroked your hair.

That's good decision baby.

When you moved away, she started driving. She didn't have any make up, but you loved looking at her side profile while she was focused on driving.

You arrived at your home. You quickly showered and joined her on the couch, reading some papers.

You can't make them all fail, can you?

Sadly not, but most of them are very close to it.

You smiled lightly and rested your head on her shoulder. You felt her toned muscles under the shirt. You ran your fingers through her fluffy red hair. You always wanted yours to be like this, but she didn't want to share her magic.

You didn't even know you fell asleep until you woke up in bed, next morning. You felt odd, so you looked under the covers, to see you got a boner. You cursed and looked at Nat. She wasn't asleep. She was reading a book and looking at you from time to time.

You felt your cheeks getting red and hid under the covers fully.

Don't you have to be in work now?

It's sunday darling.

Oh, right.

You didn't know what to do with yourself. Your dick was still hard.

She closed her book with a thud and tried to move the covers away.

What are you doing!?

Baby, that's normal thing. I thought I could help you with that.

You relaxed a bit and she slid her hand between your legs. She massaged your balls, receiving soft moans.

Tasha? I'm sorry, mommy?

Yes, love?

May I fuck you?

How polite! Good girl.

She smirked and started taking her T-shirt off. She didn't have any bra or underwear. You stared at her body. She was a godness. You didn't like it, but you were jealous of her body. But mostly, admiration took over the negative feelings.

Hey, are you sure you're comfortable?

Yeah, Tasha I'm fine. I just got distracted.

Well then, I have a proposition for you, my dear.

She got on all fours and raised her ass.

Fuck me in doggy style.

You smiled.

Your wish is my command ma'am.

You positioned yourself behind her and slowly slid your hard dick inside her. She didn't need much time for adjusting so you started thrusting into her pussy.

Faster Y/N.

She started moaning as you quickened your pace. Your skin was slapping against each other and you were both moaning. You squezzed her ass and leaned down to kiss her back.

She reached and took one of your hands. She placed it on her left boob. You squezzed it, maybe a bit too hard because she screamed. You placed your other hand between her legs and played with her cunt.

You felt her walls clench and moans get louder so you thrusted a few times more and put your cock out of her. She squirted on the sheets, your legs and abdomen.

You finished on her back after a while of jerking off. She wasn't very comfortable with you finishing inside her and well, you respected your woman.

You helped her get into the shower and when you were done, you came back to bed. She turned on the radio and you brought croissants.

You hoped to ate peacefully, but soon the calm mood got ruined by Nat's favourite song. It was in russian. You really liked her accent, but her singing with her whole heart in her native language was something else. Of course you joined, because why not?
She didn't care about your voice being a little too deep, she was just happy to share that moment with the love of her life.

What to write here?
I guess have a good night/day and love yourself ❤️