COMPLETED!
For all those who saw Endgame and had their heart ripped out, this is for you.
Imagines of Natasha Romanoff.
Fluff.
Angst.
Gif.
Smut. (No longer taking smut requests as of 12/18/19)
(GxG , G!p)
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Requested by: Anon
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Enjoy!
YOUR POV
I was usually up earlier than my girlfriend... most of the time. Today was one of those days. Nat got in late from a mission and as soon as she laid down, she was out. Her mission suit was still on so I stripped that off her and put her in some comfortable clothes, cleaning the dirt and dry blood off her face. I just laid there next to her adoring the way her red hair spilled onto the soft pillowcases, mouth hung open ever so slightly as her chest rose and fell with every breath.
An idea popped into my head as I bit my lip to stifle my excitement. Pushing the covers off my body and slowly getting out of our bed so I wouldn't disturb the woman, I walked over to her side of the bed and slowly, with skill, hovered my hands over her sides before digging my fingers into her skin as I tickled her.
Nat squirmed under me, her eyes shooting open as her sea green eyes locked on me, a smile tugging at the corners of the puffy lips.
"Good morning, Princess." Nat husked, quickly flipping out positions so that she was the one tickling me.
I laughed loudly, unable to speak as Nat got all my ticklish areas. Eventually she let up, straddling my waist as I panted to catch my breath.
"Hi." I giggled.
"Hi." Nat replied laughing with me. "You're cute."
I felt my cheeks get hot at the sudden compliment as I became shy. "How'd you sleep?"
"Good, till you got out of bed." The agent replied running her fingers through her wine red locks.
"Do you want to go back to bed?" I asked softly.
Nat shook her head, "I have to get you back first." She smirked.
"Wha- NAT!" I laughed when she began tickling me again, our laughs echoing around the compound.
