Marvel Women One Shots

I Warned Myself (Part 1)- 🤬🥵(N.R)

Warnings: Angsty and Rate R21 Scenes.
Requested by: @Treyz8
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I Warned Myself by Charlie Puth- A vicious cycle of going back to someone continuously, knowing deep down that they aren't any good for you.

Natasha's POV
I warned myself that I shouldn't play with fire
But I can tell that I'll do it one more time
Don't trust in myself, no good for my health
You mess with my heart, now you're the reason why

Everyone told me to stop, telling me it would eventually crash and burn. But I couldn't stop. I couldn't seem to get enough of you. Every time you smile, it stirs something inside me, making me feel warm. Every time you come close to me, stealing sly lingering touches.

I can't help but react to you. I craved for you when you were not here with me. I craved your warmth. How your pussy wrapped around my hardened dick, squeezing when you were close to coming. I craved your intoxicating scent when I aroused you, begging me to fill you up.

I craved your mouthwatering arousal on my tongue when I ate you out, jolting and screaming when my tongue hit your g-spot as I continued to savor you. I craved for your mouth to engulf my entire dick, throat making space for me to slide in and swallow every drop of my cum, sucking me dry.

I carved how your ass feels so tight around me, how your breasts bounced when you rode me. But what I craved for you most was watching you sleep soundly, curled up on me. Hugging me close as if you were afraid that I'd disappear. In reality, you were the one disappearing along with my heart.

You were Steve's girlfriend. Steve Rogers, the golden captain of the Avengers. And there was me, the broken black widow with a ledger full of blood. It makes no sense for you to have anything to do with me. But you did. You came to me with a bright smile that almost blinded me to oblivion.

The smile broke my walls down and broke my heart eventually. I couldn't function without you. Watching you in your man's arms did something to me. I've no appetite. I have nightmares more often. I couldn't focus on my missions.

You were the reason why my heart was a mess.

Do you remember when you told me I don't have to worry?
"He's overseas out on his tour, he'll be okay without me"
You said you had nothin' to hide, that you left him long ago
I should've known that was a lie

Remember, during the mid-summer, heatwave enveloped the city. Driving everyone a little crazy. You were wearing a light, cotton, sleeveless sundress with buttons down the front, pouring a glass of chilled wine before walking to the living room to join the team for our movie night. Steve lay comfortably grooved into his favorite chair, not far from the large-screen television, with a can of beer in his hand while I was on the loveseat to the left of and behind Steve's chair.

I kicked my shoes off and put my feet up on the low table in front of the loveseat. Watching your eyes move around to look for an empty seat. Steve had set the thermostat to a low temperature, and the air conditioner was blasting cold air into the house, giving everyone welcome relief from the summer heat.

Now, at 10 p.m., it was cooler, even a little chilly, and I noticed goosebumps pop up on your exposed legs and arms. You eventually swung around the loveseat to sit down. The short dress, snug and hitting mid-thigh, did little to conceal your voluptuous curves. Long, yhc hair cascaded over your bare neck and shoulders.

You looked critically with yec eyes at the placement of my feet. "Nat, take your feet off the table," you teased.

I removed my feet from the table with slowness and mock reluctance. "Sorry, Mommy," I sassed, and I didn't miss how your eyes darkened before sitting down.