Learning to Love - Natasha Romanoff and Maria Hill

Three

Maria had tried to get up and go to work, but Natasha just pulled her back down,"Fury demanded that you take a day off."

"Fury does not control me," Maria answered sleepily, and Natasha could tell that deep down, she really didn't want to go to work.

Natasha snorted,"He kind of does, Masha. He's your boss."

"Masha," Maria liked the way the word rolled off her tongue, but she liked the way it sounded when Natasha said it more,"You keep calling me that. What does it mean?"

"Maria. In Russian."

Maria hid her face in Natasha's neck, feeling the heat rising to her cheeks.

"Do you not like it?"

"No, no. I like it," Maria smiled into Natasha's neck,"I really do."

"Good because you and I both know that I wasn't going to stop using it."

Although Natasha seemed fine, she was going through an internal battle. She tried to tell herself that she was just Maria's friend and that's why she had let her sleep in her bed and then let her stay in the morning. But she knew that wasn't the truth. If someone else asked to stay with her, someone who wasn't Maria Hill, she would have looked at them like they were crazy. But this was Maria. The Maria that was the only person who treated her like a normal person from the moment she met her. The Maria that sat next to her on her bed when she was in that cell and rubbed her back and talked her through her nightmares. The Maria that was one of the only people who had ever shown her kindness.

"Thank you," Maria whispered softly.

"Mm. For what?" Natasha softly asked back.

Her voice was barely above a whisper,"For being here for me. For letting me stay in your bed and rubbing my back and holding me. Just..thank you," Maria sighed.

The redhead just shook her head,"No need to thank me. You would have done the same for me."

"Yeah," Maria whispered back.

They laid there in comfortable silence for awhile.

Maria finally sat up,"I need to shower. I feel disgusting."

Natasha nodded,"Me too," her eyes flickered with something Maria had only seen a few times. She knew that Natasha was thinking something, something really inappropriate and really-

That was when they locked eyes, both of the women's breath hitching in the back of their throats. Maria could have sworn her heart was no longer beating and that she would die at any moment, but then again, this wasn't the worst way to die. Maria's hands made their way to both sides of Natasha's head. She looked into Natasha's eyes, searching for any sign that she didn't want this. She found none. They both leaned in at the same time. It was perfect and soft, yet passionate at the same time. It was the best kiss both women had ever had. Natasha's tongue moved across Maria's bottom lip, and the brunette's mouth opened. Natasha's tongue explored every part of Maria's mouth, and Maria let it happen. Normally she wouldn't ever let someone take control like this, but with Natasha, it just felt so damn good. Natasha's hands found their way under Maria's hoodie, and she was pleasantly surprised to find that the brunette wasn't wearing a bra. She smirked into the kiss, and Maria let out a soft moan when her fingers ran over Maria's nipples.

The redhead pulled away from the kiss just long enough to pull Maria's hoodie over her head,"You like that, Director Hill?"

Maria simply moaned again at Natasha's words before her lips found their way back to Natasha's lips and then down her jawline and then to her neck. Natasha was the one who was a moaning mess now. How could a kiss feel this good? She didn't know the answer. All she knew is that she wanted Maria Hill to ruin her. She wanted to be moaning under Maria as the brunette's perfect hands explored every part of her body.

Maria's hands found the first button on the Russian's blouse, which she had never taken off yesterday, and Natasha's fingers continued to explore Maria's torso. Her slim fingers slowly moved from button to button as she sucked on the pulse point of Natasha's neck. That drove the smaller woman crazy. She found herself whispering Maria's name like a mantra.

"Maria. Fuck, Maria," she whispered softly against Maria's ear. Natasha's eyes widened,"Stop."

"Are you okay?" Maria's eyebrows furrowed,"Did I-"

"No. No, Maria. I just..my scars," Natasha looked away,"Some people think-"

"Natasha, I'll always think you're beautiful, scars and all."

"I just-"

"Show me your scars," Maria placed a kiss on Natasha's cheek.

"Why?" Natasha's face twisted in confusion.

"I want to see how many times you needed me and I wasn't there."

Natasha smiled softly, pulling her blouse down her arms.

"This one," Natasha grabbed Maria's hand, placing it over a scar on her back,"Happened a few years back," She moved the brunette's hand around to her stomach,"And this one..is from a bullet I took covering an engineer."

They continued like that for awhile before Natasha pulled Maria into another, deeper kiss. Maria pressed her knee between Natasha's legs, allowing her to grind into it.

Natasha whimpered needily. She hadn't had sex in months, never mind sex this good that she genuinely wanted to have. She could only think of two times when she genuinely enjoyed sex, and none of them came close to this. She had never felt this good from someone simply kissing her.

She felt Maria's hands move over her bra, and her nipples immediately turned into hard pebbles.

"So beautiful, Tasha."

Natasha woke up again, but this time she was in Maria's arms. Their legs were tangled together, and she felt Maria's hand moving up and down her back.

"You're awake."

"Seems that way," Natasha smirked.

Maria placed a gentle kiss on Natasha's head,"Okay, now I really need a shower."

"It would be a shame for us to not just shower together. That would just be..wasting water."

"Oh, I agree. I think whoever pays the water bill would too."

Maria started to get up, but Natasha didn't let go of her.

"Just five more minutes?"

Maria smiled,"Okay, Tash. Five more minutes."