- legends never die.

    —  quick hands were quickly wrapped around kirsten’s waist as natasha pressed gentle kisses along the other’s neck, letting her eyes close as she continued just by feeling. the other woman had her back to her, but it was such a good position to just…be able to hold the other and let her enjoy her touches without feeling extremely overwhelmed. she never wanted to push kirsten too far. she wanted to be slow and gentle, and only push and pry if told. but, she has to admit, she’s feeling aroused and wants to let the other know about it. she wants her to know how much she’s yearned for, how much she’s wanted and needed by the redhead. so with a soft huff, she presses her lips up against kirsten’s ear, nibbling lightly before she speaks out in a low, sultry tone. ❝ kirsten…i want you. i need you… ❞ a pause. she licks over her lips, hooded eyes gazing over at her from the side.  ❝ may i have you tonight? ❞  

fuck. heated words are panted right against her ear, followed by sucks and nips at her earlobe, which have the redhead’s back arching up and off her bed. at this point, natasha can swear that they’ve been at this for at least half an hour. carol would bring her dangerously close to the edge, before she’d pull her fingers away from her completely and leave her high to slowly fade. and then she’d do it all over again. her girlfriend then bares her teeth down at natasha, snarling softly before lunging forward, giving a harsh such at sensitive skin right at the juncture of her jawline and neck. natasha knows that the other doesn’t give a single fuck about any sort of visible marks of possession, especially when she was in this kind of mood. ❝ you didn’t answer my question, red.  ❞ and that’s when carol’s index and middle finger suddenly invade her sex, curling in the perfect spot. ❝ i - i fucking love it. ❞