It was one of those mornings where the curtains were closed just right, the sun only peeking in through thin strips that probably striped your bare back as you laid on your front, clutching a pillow that smelled like her shampoo with a blanket bunched at your waist. There was a pleasant ache between your legs, and it just aided in pulling you under further. You felt cozy and perfectly warm without being overheated, like the perfect cup of tea for your insides was on the outside.
The only thing that could make it better and did was when your favorite person slid up to your side and started placing sweet little kisses along your spine. You smiled to yourself, letting out a soft sigh as you hugged the pillow closer, and let yourself feel the random patterns her fingertips traced over your bare skin with feather like touches. You didn't move or try not to fall back asleep again because you just felt so settled, warm, and safe from the tips of your toes to your mind. Everything was finally good now and nothing else mattered.
You guys were back together, in love, and you don't remember being this happy – it outshone the moment you were offered a chance of a lifetime, but it definitely came close to when she first asked you to be her girlfriend. You had felt like the luckiest person alive and right now, it was somehow more.
"Princess," She breathed against your skin and your shoulders slumped further down, arching your back a bit when she kissed your shoulder blade, trying to encourage said kisses, and she chuckled because she knew what you were doing, "You've gotta get up, Yelena's on her way back from the airport. She'll be here in about twenty minutes."
"Mm," You exhaled through your nose, trying to get your mouth moving, your voice working, just enough to communicate that there was no way in hell you were moving, "See her later."
She smiled into the back of your neck, "She's not alone," She kept her voice just above a whisper, not too harsh, but not too soft that you would be lulled back to sleep, "My dad-"
"Oh," You nodded to yourself, only partially more awake, "I'll meet him...later."
"-and my mom are with her." She finished at the same time and your eyes shot open.
"What??" You were wrenched awake at that, a bit disorientated, and you thrashed around to get up, Natasha pulling back so she didn't get hit in the commotion, "Melina – the hottie from the photos you've shown me and possibly the scariest person alive is coming over here??" You were borderline shouting, but your throat was dry, and you shot out of the bed, grabbed the water bottle off the side table and chugged it in one go while trying to somehow make the bed at the same time, and Natasha only got up to stand there and watch with a soft, amused look, the little shit, "Do I flee? Do I – fuck!"
"Wait," She furrowed her eyebrows, and you tossed the empty bottle under the bed before you finished making it up, "Did you just call my mother hot? That's disturbing, don't do that again."
"Face the facts, Natalia, this is life," You deadpanned seriously, looking down at yourself in horror since you were only wearing her pants and nothing else, "Fuck me – I'm stealing your clothes."
You ripped open her closet and started shuffling through the options before she came up to hug you from behind, her arms going over your boobs as she kissed along the side of your neck, "If you wear my clothes, it'll be hard to stop myself from fucking you, baby."
You slapped her arm, "Get off me, this is life or death you animal."
She pulled at the waistband of your (her) underwear, letting it snap back against your skin, "Fine, but keep these on for me. So hot."
You bit your lip, resisting the urge to say 'like your mom' because you needed to focus.
"You're such a dick for waking me up like this," You had grabbed something suitable enough that said I'm fucking your daughter, but respectfully, I'd be down for you as well and also, I'm chillin, and then you turned around to face her as you clipped on a bra, "Should I leave? Were you kicking me out just then? I should leave, right? It's-"
She kissed you quickly, cupping your face as she looked into your eyes and played with the hair on the top of your neck to calm you, "Baby, I want you to stay and meet them. That's why I woke you up. I'd never kick you out. They're going to love you and I'm sorry about this being so sudden, so if you want to sneak out, I'll understand and maybe you can stop by later or something."
You narrowed your eyes, suddenly determined, "I have ten minutes and I'll be in the bathroom getting presentable before I meet my girlfriend's parents despite the fact that she had me bent over her desk not three hours ago, pounding me like a-"
"Babe!" She cut you off with a laugh, blushing – the nerve, and you moved to saunter off, so she smacked your ass on the way, making you grin, "You're going to pay for that!"
"If this goes poorly, you'll never see me naked again!" You shouted back and she chased you into the bathroom before you could close the door, shrieking a laugh as she caught you.