𝙈𝙪𝙡𝙩𝙞𝙛𝙖𝙣𝙙𝙤𝙢 | 𝙊𝙣𝙚𝙨𝙝𝙤𝙩𝙨

𝙒𝙝𝙤'𝙨 𝙞𝙣 𝙘𝙝𝙖𝙧𝙜𝙚 • 𝙉.𝙍*

Pairing: G!pNatasha Romanoff x Fem!Reader

Warnings: Smut 18+, alcohol consumption, dom!reader, dom/sub dymnamics, unprotected sex, creampie, oral (n receiving), handjob, teasing and lots of dirty talk, fingering, edging, mommy!kink, begging, praise/degradation.

WC: 1.5k

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You and Natasha are sitting with the rest of the avengers in the common area, it's nearly the end of another one of Stark's parties.

And that also means good drinks and silly party games.

"So Romanoff, what's it gonna be?" Tony asks her, "Truth or dare".

"Truth"

"Who's the top in your relationship?" A crooked smile creeps onto your face as you watch your girlfriend look back towards you.

You quirk an eyebrow, "Go on Nat, tell 'em"

Her expression changes slightly before she turns back over to face the multimillionaire. "Me, duh."  The attitude in her voice making your jaw tighten.

"Is that so?"

"No ma'am." her eyes widen at the realization of the words that slipped past her lips. "I- I mean yes-". The other avengers were watching with great interest, the infamous Black Widow become a flustered and stammering mess.

"Uh huh", you pause, clicking your tongue as your eyes turn into slits. Then miraculously, your mood suddenly changes, acting cheery and innocent for the moment, startling her.

"Well you guys, I think Natasha here's a little tired, so we're gonna go to bed" She looks at you confused as she shakes her head.

"But I'm not-" You send her a look and she shrinks in her seat, a small tent forming in her sweatpants, the rest of the group still observing the scene in amusement.

"Fine, yes I'm tried, let's go". She huffs, Tony snickers at how quickly she was proven wrong, however this also earned him a hard glare from you.

Turning and walking away, a turned on Nat behind you, she got a perfect view of your ass, your sleeping shorts tight and not leaving much to the imagination.

She watched your hips sway in a seductive movement on your way back to your shared bedroom, you lure the widow into your trap, the moment she enters the room, you slam her against the nearest wall, your hand wrapped harshly around her neck.

"What was all this about you being the top, darling?" She whimpers at your tone, a slight twitch peeking through from the fabric of her pants.

"I don't- I don't know."

"You know damn well it's me who makes you cum every night, fucking slut. I just don't know where you get this big mouth from." You tilt your head to the side, your grip on her neck tightening.

"Say you're sorry" you look up at her, sinking your teeth into your lip for a brief moment. "Don't you want me to make you feel good baby?" You sigh out against her. "Hmm?"

"I'm sorry"

"See Natty, it wasn't so hard to was it?" You move your free hand to palm her hard-on.