ℕ𝕒𝕥𝕒𝕤𝕙𝕒 ℝ𝕠𝕞𝕒𝕟𝕠𝕗𝕗 《𝑚𝑜𝑦𝑎 𝑙𝑦𝑢𝑏𝑜𝑣'》
In a world that idolizes superheroes as invincible, Scarlett S. stands as a reminder that even heroes can break.
Still healing from her breakup with Wanda Maximoff, Scarlett finds herself lost, struggling to understand what went wrong. Living only at the Avengers Tower, she faces her pain alone, her world reduced to echoes of what once was.
But comfort comes unexpectedly. Not from desperation, not from grief and definitely not from the need to fill a void, but from the quiet strength Natasha Romanoff brings into her life. Their bond, their story that started over two decades before, begins to evolve into something deeper-something neither of them dared to acknowledge until now.
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I get to her home, drop everything by the door and shut it closed. She's there, perfectly sitting on the couch, except for the fast move she does when I shut the door. I stop, in front of her, looking into her eyes. I lean down, so she can hear me even when I'm speaking so low
- Fuck me - I can feel my whole body burning and i don't know why, but it is and I know it's only for her. Natasha looks at me as if I'm the craziest woman alive.
- Please - I whisper ever lower, looking into her eyes, her mouth, her body that for some reason I started to worship. I get closer of where she's sitting on the couch, sitting on her lap, she looks at me, her hands clenched in fists, trying not to touch me.
- Scarlett... don't do this. - her voice is husky as she looks at me, and she looks even prettier, with that perfect red hair of hers.
We agreed, no sex, not until I was completely over Wanda, not until ny body was burning of desire for Nat and not of anger for Maximoff. But it's it, I'm here only for Nat.
- Why not? It's for you. Not her, only you. - The smile doesn't leave my face and I lean down, desperate to kiss her.
