marvel woman

roommates/best friends

"Oh, and he walked me to our dorm, and he kissed me. He actually kissed me," my best friend, nat, also known as the black widow, brags to me about her date with some Steve guy she's been crushing over.

I sighed, rolling to my stomach, "Mhm, maybe next time he'll let you suck his dick," I say, then feeling the softness of her pillow being thrown at my head

I turned to her seeing her rosey cheeks, "he's not like that," she said, smiling just at the thought of him.

"Yeah, right," I say, rolling my eyes, then turning back to my phone. Just as I did that, I received another pillow to the head.

"Oh you little -" I say, while getting up and going over to her, and she squeels, we play fight until I am on top of her with my hands holding her wrist over her head.

We giggled as I was straddling her. She smirked, licking her lips as she looked down at mine. She suddenly got one of her wrists free.

Grabbing my t-shirt and pulling me down, we were inches away from each others lips from touching.

Her breathing reached, as her other hand moved to me intertwined with my hand as the other moved down to take the hand that's gripping my shirt.

She suddenly lunged forward at me with her red plump lips touching mine in a sweet kiss, I let go of her hands, moving my arms so I was on my elbows.

She hummed as she started snaking her tongue into my mouth, making me moan at the way her tongue felt moving with mine.

Her hands were on my waist as she squeezed and started pushing my shirt up to my shoulder blades.

Swiftly, she switched us, so she was now on top. My hands made their way to her hair.

Making her groan as I played with her hair and tugged lightly, "fuck, get these clouthes off," she siad, sitting up with me following up.

I  crossed my arms, gripping the bottom on my shirt, slowly pulling it up.

Knock

Knock

Knock

"Nat, your dates here!" Yelena natasha younger sister siad, I quickly pushed my shirt back down and went tk the bathroom wiping off the lipstick that was smudged on my face.

Nat came in and started redoing her make up, I walked out and went back to my original spot that I was at.

Nat then walked out," How do I look?" she asked, smiling. I nodded, "Stunning as always," I say, with a fake smile making her smile, then go over to the door, opening it, then leaving.

"Fuck," I mumbled turning so I was on my back while getting my music up.

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I flincked when i felt someone get into the bed I was in, I hummed, not hearing the person as I still had my misic playing.

They softly took one of my earphones. I flutered my eyes open, seeing Nat, "Hey, how'd the date go?" I whispered in my groggy morning voice.

She didn't say anything and just put the earphones that she took, and put it in her ear as she laid next to me.

"Tasha, what's wrong?" I asked as she slowly creeper closer to me, "nothing, I just got tired and came home early," she whispered, cuddling into me.

With her head resting on my chest while her arms wrapped around me, her leg snuck its way into being intertwined with mine.

I sighed, blinking then looking down, smiling, then placing my hand in her cheek, leading my hand down to take hold of her chin.

I slowly lifted her head up, "What's wrong, Таша," (tasha) I asked.

She blushed and then went back to cuddling me, "he was too focused on knowing where Sharon was to even talk to me," she mumbled, nuzzling her head into my chest.

"Well, it's his loss," I say, shrugging as my arms around her, "he never gets to have the luxury, of dating you," I mumbled kissing the top of her head.

I could feel her smile as she slowly lifted her head, "I don't care about him, I've got someone else in mind," she whispered, my heart thumped as I felt her breathing fan over my lips.

I chuckled, opening my eyes, "Yeah, who's the lucky bastered," I whispered, I was shocked at the next thing she did.

She leaned forward, smashing her lips on mine, I hummed slowly, realising what was happening and kissing her back, feeling her smile made me smile.

"You're the lucky bastered, you always have, I was just scared," she whispered, smiling as tears fell down her cheeks, I smiled, lifting my hand and wiping away her tears.

"I thought I was too late," she whispered, kissing my lips as I squeezed her sides, "you could never be too late, I would wait for years even months for you," I say, as our fourheads touch.

And our hands enterwinds, I could be happier then in this moment.