Pairing: Natasha Romanoff x fem!reader
Warning(s): Fluffy, slightly suggestive at the end.
Author's note: Honestly this one is initially supposed to be a drabble so it's really short but I thought the writing style I'm going for this time doesn't really count as a drabble sooo.. yeah enjoy!
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The warmth of the sun feels nice on her skin. The salty sea breeze soothing her lungs and caresses her hair like a soft brush. At first, she denied the idea of a beach day with the rest of the team, but one puppy eyes from you is all it takes for her to agree.
This is just the vacation that she needs, she had to admit. She had never been more relaxed in her life.
But what's more perfect is the sight of you, with your hair flowing in the wind. A bright smile on your pretty face as Wanda playfully splashed you in the water. You remind her of a goddess, with water drenching your swimwear, making the soft fabric cling to your curves in just the right places. She wouldn't mind worshipping you, being your most devoted devotee and savouring every part of your body and mind.
She tilts her sunglasses down slightly on the bridge of her nose to get a better look at you. A part of her says it's to make sure no harm comes to you. But she knows that it's really so that she could gaze at your divine features a bit longer.
She couldn't help the smirk on her lips as she watches you tackle Wanda into the water, the poor redhead frantic as she sputters salty ocean water out of her mouth. Giggles come from the both of you, which makes Natasha's heart feel much lighter.
She loves seeing you happy. And she's glad that Wanda is finally opening up to having a friend. She can't help but to be slightly jealous though that Wanda got to see you drenched from up close.
That jealousy doesn't last long however, as after a couple more minutes in the water, you finally decided to take a timeout and make your way over to lie beside Natasha under the shade of a large red umbrella. A satisfied groan left you as you settle on the towel right next to her, unconsciously making the Russian press her thighs together.
" Having fun, Natty? ", you asked. Your eyes gazing expectantly at the redhead beside you. " Mm.. I've never been more relaxed in my life, sweetheart. Plus, the view here is absolutely gorgeous. ", Natasha drawls. Her gaze perverse as she locks her beautiful green eyes on the curves of your ass and the swell of your breasts through your swimsuit.
A dark blush graces your face, your hand reaching out to gently slap at Natasha's arm in reprimand. " Perv. " The redhead only laughs, finding amusement in your flustered state. Though she was honest about the view..
The two of you talked for hours after that, with Wanda eventually joining the two of you. The day went perfectly, Natasha couldn't remember the last time everything was so.. peaceful.
And for once in her life, she felt like a normal person. Like an ordinary woman with an ordinary life. It's nice. Eventually, the sun finally started to set, signalling the end to their little beach day.
She felt disappointed honestly. She wanted to stay for a bit more longer. But with a kiss on the cheek from you, along with soft promises of 'next time' she reluctantly followed on home with the rest of the team.
That night, Natasha holds you close. Her lips pressing against your soft skin over and over as she caresses your thighs lovingly. The scent of the ocean still lingers on your skin. She loves it. She loves you. And she couldn't thank you enough for convincing her to join you and the team today.
