Natasha & Scarlett imagines

Roleplay (🔥) S.J --->N.R

warning: G!P (R), Knife play, oral, tied up, squirting.

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Scarlett's Pov:

"Cut!" declared the director. "Great job, Scarlett. You can go change and leave now." With a smile, I acknowledged his words and exited the set. Still clad in my character's attire, I headed towards my room. I knew Y/N, my closest friend, would be waiting there, as she had informed me she'd join me once my scene was wrapped up. As I caught sight of the door adorned with my name, I hurriedly approached it, gently, I turned the doorknob and eased the door open, allowing me to peer through the slender gap. What met my eyes was Y/N, peacefully slumbering on the couch in my designated room. Her restless nights were evident, given the demanding nighttime filming she had been engrossed in. Stealthily, I tiptoed into my room, careful not to disturb her. I removed my character's suit, draping it on a hanger in the corner among the collection of other costumes. Opting for comfort, I exchanged the attire for black jeans and a white shirt, unveiling my natural appearance as I washed away the layers of makeup. Slipping into my shoes, I approached Y/N with the intention of waking her. However, just as I was about to call out her name and tap her shoulder, the dimly lit screen of her phone seized my attention. It seemed to have been there, untouched, for quite some time.

Although I recognized that it was an invasion of privacy, my insatiable curiosity compelled me to seize her phone and peruse its contents. As my eyes absorbed the words displayed on the screen, they widened in astonishment. The revelation that unfolded prompted a mischievous grin to creep across my face. It was an unexpected revelation about Y/N's hidden desires and inclinations, for she had always exuded an aura of sweetness and innocence. Little did I know that beneath her seemingly gentle demeanor lay a side that was enticingly naughty.

After exiting the app on her phone and noticed the name of it: Wattpad. Turning off the device, I carefully returned it to its original position beside her. Making my way back to the hangers where my suit awaited, I swiftly retrieved it and stowed it in my bag. With all my essentials packed, I approached Y/N's slumbering form and gently roused her. "Hmm?" she mumbled, looking around with a hint of confusion in her eyes. "Hey, sorry to wake you, but we're leaving. I've finished filming," I informed her, a warm smile gracing my face. She glanced up at me, momentarily displaying a flicker of panic before it dissolved completely. "Okay. Did you gather everything?" she inquired, sitting up and stretching her limbs. "Yep," I replied, emphasizing the 'P'. She rose to her feet, nodding, and turned to walk away. With a mischievous smirk on my face, I hastened to catch up with her. "Wait for me!" I exclaimed, reaching out to grab her arm, causing her to pause mid-step. "Sorry," she apologized, to which I responded by waving it off. We resumed our stride together.

I had extended an invitation to Y/N to come over to my house, and she had readily accepted. The car ride was enveloped in silence, as I yearned for her to drift off to sleep, setting my plan into motion. "You should get some rest," I suggested, to which she agreed, reclining back and closing her eyes. The remainder of the journey was filled with the gentle, endearing sounds of her snores. Fortunately, the kids were spending the weekend with their father, granting me exclusive occupancy of the house. Unbeknownst to the sleeping beauty next to me, we had already arrived at my place. Switching off the engine, I glanced at Y/N, still sound asleep. Stepping out of the car, I approached her side, I opened the door and lifted her effortlessly, her deep slumber proving advantageous. Carrying her in my arms, I opened the door to my house and ascended the stairs to my room.

Carefully, I laid her down on the bed, ensuring her comfort before swiftly returning to my car to retrieve the bag containing the necessary items. Carrying it back upstairs, I took a moment to lock both the car and front door for security. As I ascended, my hand delved into the bag, retrieving a pair of handcuffs. Occasionally, when shooting certain scenes, we would run out of prop handcuffs, leaving us no choice but to employ real ones. Stepping into my room, I placed the bag on the bed and approached Y/N. With gentle precision, I secured her wrists to the headboard using the handcuffs. Satisfied with the restraints, I reached back into my bag, retrieving my Black Widow suit and the accompanying batons. Making my way to the bathroom, I discarded my casual attire and donned the sleek suit. Securing the batons on my back, I exited the bathroom and proceeded downstairs to the kitchen, where I procured a knife. Returning to my room, I observed as Y/N began to stir awake and I got into character.