Summary: All her life Natasha has been the predator. Hunting for the red room, hunting for money, and then hunting for shield. What happens when the rolls are reversed?
Pairing: Natasha x f!Reader
Warnings: 18+, small amount of smut, shorter than you’d like.
Predator. That’s what Natasha had always been. The black widow an elite predator on the hunt. She’d spin her web perfectly as she slowly lured prey right into her trap. She was smart, feared, but most of all deadly. Shield recognized the threat that she was and naturally when she was recruited they took advantage of it. Natasha didn’t mind though somewhere along the line she actually began to like what she could do. She saw how if used the right way her skills could save lives and in those moments it helped her forget about the lives she’d taken, the red that stained her name.
Natasha was no longer just a predator, she was the predator. For the first time in her life she’d felt like she had somewhat control. Like if she worked hard enough, pushed hard enough, perhaps she could make up for the things she’d done. She began donating all her time to shield becoming a hand to hand combat instructor, operation specialist, and infiltration master.
No one crossed the black widow, but now she wasn’t a red room assassin, she wasn’t a mysterious criminal on the run from police, she was an elite shield operative. A predator.
The day you were recruited to the Avengers there was a shift in the air, a turn in the weather. Natasha remembers exactly where she was standing the first time you entered the Avengers compound. You were tall, your features striking, you held yourself confidently. You didn’t speak much but it didn’t seem like you needed to, Natasha found that most of the shield trainees couldn’t even meet your eye. Your presence disrupted something in Natasha. She couldn’t quite figure out what it was. (Y/F/N Y/L/N), you were only 24, recruited to shield after a top secret mission, and you had electric abilities that was all Natasha knew from your file. You showed up to every Avenger meeting but when training time came for the group you were escorted away. It only took a week for Natasha to decide she didn’t like your presence. Something wasn’t right, she felt it in her gut but she still couldn’t put her finger on what exactly this feeling was.
A rather calm month of the world deciding it had its shit together passed and you’d remained the same cold, distant, and aloof. Yet tonight, at this Avengers banquet Natasha has that same turning feeling in her stomach when you walk in and your eyes immediately land on her. She still wasn’t sure what this feeling was and for that reason your presence always put her on edge. You were dressed in a deep blue suit, hair pulled back into a bun, your ever present aura of confidence. You commanded the room from the moment you walked in, and you didn’t dally. Walking a straight path through a room full of people to stand here at Natasha’s side.
“You look beautiful.”
It’s the first words that leave your mouth and for a second Natasha doesn’t know how to respond.
“Let me buy you a drink.”
You say smoothly slightly leaning down into Natasha’s space. The red head clears her throat trying to compose herself.
“The drinks are free.”
You smirk in response.
“What’s your poison?”
You don’t hesitate, not even slightly detoured by her remark. Natasha glanced up at you, and that seemed to be the only invitation you needed because you wrapped your arm around her waist resting your hand on her hip before escorting her to the bar. Natasha fights back a blush at the action and swiftly mask her face with indifference. Her stomach flops again and Natasha squirms as if trying to escape the feeling. Once at the bar you pull out a seat for Natasha, a chivalrous act that she tries to pretend isn’t affecting her before leaning against the bar. Your proximity has your scent filling her nostrils, her eyes flowing across your body, and her thoughts occupied by you. She doesn’t even hear you order the drinks but she sees them placed in front of her. The moment the drinks are delivered your eyes are on her.
“I didn’t think banquets would be your thing, I half expected you to be upstairs sparing.”
You say before sipping at your drink. Natasha can’t help the small chuckle in response.
“They aren’t my thing, but sadly I consider Tony my friend.”
You chuckle in response to that. A deep laugh that makes a feeling surge through Natasha. She’d never heard the sound from you before and this feeling made her uncomfortable. Your presence made her uncomfortable. Yet she didn’t look away, didn’t move away.
“And sadly I feel the same way about Fury.”
You joke. The small talk you lead her on with is effortless, smooth. Natasha finds herself actually enjoying the conversation but still that feeling inside never subsides.
“Dance with me?”
You ask after the drinks are gone and Natasha is surprised by how fast she agrees. You hold out your hand helping her stand before that same hand returns to her hip walking her through the crowd to the dance floor. You swept her up into a dance, and for a second Natasha felt like a princess. Your eyes were soft as you stared down into hers.
“You’re so beautiful.”
You say and Natasha breaks eye contact. She’d heard that phrase a million times from a million people, why did the words from your mouth make her blush. Once the dance was over you walked with a small smile on your lips to the side of the room, your hand never leaving Natasha. Despite her instincts Natasha found herself following your lead, enjoying your presence. So when you said.
“Let’s get out of here.”
Natasha didn’t hesitate to agree. It wasn’t until the two of you walked into your room in the tower that Natasha stopped to think for a second. A second was all you allowed.
“Movie?”
You ask grabbing a bag of popcorn from a box and putting it into the microwave you apparently kept in here. Natasha nodded.
“Want a change of clothes? I can give you some shorts and a tee if that makes you more comfortable. Don’t want to ruin your pretty dress.”
Natasha finds herself turning her head and blushing again. She’d blushed more tonight than ever before in her life she was sure of it. While her head was turned you closed the gap, entered her space. Both your hands coming to rest on her waist. Natasha’s eyes rose to meet yours again in response.
“So tell me, am I gonna get a kiss tonight? Or am I misreading things?”
More heat spread through Natasha’s face. She felt like a teenager with their first crush and that was all the opportunity you needed to lean down and press your lips against hers. Natasha’s arms immediately found their way around your neck. You deepen the kiss, your hands gripping at Natasha holding her closer before falling to grip her butt. Natasha moaned into the kiss involuntarily, surprising herself and you take advantage kissing her deeper. It wasn’t until this exact moment that Natasha realized the feeling inside her. The feeling that she’d never felt before. Prey. Her whole life Natasha had been a predator, no one daring to even cross her path but from the moment you’d joined the Avengers, for the first time in her life. Natasha was made prey.
You break the kiss. Biting your lip before smirking down at Natasha and smacking her ass. Natasha lets out a surprised noise and you kiss her lips softly in response.
“Beautiful.”
You mumble against her lips.
“Let me have a taste.”
You grunt before picking her up. You easily carry her you your bed laying her down gently before pushing her dress up. Natasha was breathless, heart pounding in her chest. Prey. It was thrilling the way her blood pumped through her body. The way she seemed weak to your actions.
“Oh you’re soaked.”
You groan and Natasha releases an involuntary whimper. You don’t hesitate removing the thin layer of lace holding you back from your prize. The moment the item is gone your strong hands grip her thighs holding them wide open. You dive in like a woman staved. Moaning into her and Natasha loudly moans in response. She tries to grip the sheets at first but after a while it isn’t enough her fingers fly into your hair as your strong arms move to wrap around her thighs holding her down. Natasha’s moans filled the room as you enjoyed your meal. You knew every little spot, just how to roll your tongue to make Natasha go wild. Natasha is surprised by how fast the coil in her stomach tightens.
“I’m gonna cum.”
She moans out and you respond by sucking hard her clit sending her over the edge with lound moans and whimpers. You eat her clean eager for all of her juices that you can get. And when you sit up removing your suit jacket and shirt before leaning over Natasha and gripping her throat, kissing her deeply. Natasha feels like prey. Your prey, and she wouldn’t have it any other way.
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Summary: You just want to be accepted by your girlfriends daughters.
Word Count: 5,148
Author Notes: This woman holds my heart truly. Reader is roughly 6′3.
Translations: (flori mici - little flowers)(fată drăguţă - pretty girl)(tati - daddy)(draga - darling)(frumoasa - beautiful)(te iubesc - I love you)(superba - gorgeous)(mica familie - little family)(uluitoare - breath taking)(fata buna - good girl)
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Alcina’s day had been more than eventful. Her wine production was behind because of the stupid production manager, her girls were being a handful as it was now mid-winter so they were getting restless, and to top it Mother Miranda had called an emergency meeting about a stupid man thing named Ethan Winters then gave the man to her forever inferior ‘little brother’ Heisenberg. She was doing everything she could to hold back the pout that wanted to overtake her lips when she crossed the thresh hold into her own home. The familiar buzz of her beautiful daughters filled her ears and it alone helped ease some of the tension in her shoulders. A smile made its way onto her lips by the time Bela, Daniela, and Cassandra solidified in front of her and she shone it down at them.
“Hello Daughters.”
Her voice echoed in the room as she bent lifting her daughters into a tight group hug. Her daughters laughs and light greetings filled her ears in response and a sigh left her out of her nose.
“How was your meeting mother?”
Bela asked with intrigue interested to know why Mother Miranda called her out so urgently.
“Uneventful.”
Alcina said ending that conversation before it could start.
“I’d much rather know how all my flori mici days went.”
In an instant her ears are filled by three voices all at once and she lightly chuckles at her daughter’s antics.
“One at a time, one at a time.”
Alcina said with amusement watching as light blushes crossed three faces.
“Well, my day was spectacular, (Y/N) took me to the green house in a backpack and allowed me to care for the flowers like I usually do. Oh mother you should have seen the roses.”
Cassandra said fluttering out of her mom’s arms in a light swarm talking animatedly.
“My day was also good, (Y/N) brought me back three new books on toxicology from the village and even tried a new concoction with me. Even though it did lead her to be locked in the bathroom for the next hour.”
Bela said while cuddling into her mother’s neck loving the close proximity. Daniela huffed from her mother’s other side before also cuddling into her mother.
“My day was also good, I got to play Mama’s game most of the day and when she came in the room, she turned on some music and we had a mini dance party to dance life’s stresses away.”
Daniela had been the only one to call you anything but your name since you and Alcina had gotten together. Three years seemed like long enough to accept you in Daniela’s eyes and Alcina knew exactly how much that meant to you. Alcina’s smile only grew at each of her daughter’s stories, you were so good to each of them knowing all the things that make them individuals and spoiling them with it. Each experience was drastically different with her daughters, yet they were all positively affected.
“I’m glad you all enjoyed your day with (Y/N).”
Alcina lightly kissed all her daughter’s heads the three beamed at the affection and once Alcina let go of her other two little swarms they all followed her through the house to the kitchen like lost puppies. Alcina entered the kitchen her eyes making contact with the maid in the room.
“I’ll take my wine in the dining room.”
And with that sentence she continued on her way entering the dining room and taking her large seat before looking at her daughters again. Each sat in their seats and as more time passed, she noticed antsy nervous movements from the three.
“Girls…”
Her voice held a questioning tone.
“Is there something you want to tell me?”
The words left her lips as the maid entered wine glass and bottle in hand. The maid places the cup on the table beginning to pour as the girls spoke.
“I-We…. Uhhh”
“Woah who is we?”
“Cass just tell her what you did.”
A perfectly sculpted eyebrow raises on Alcina’s beautiful face and even the maid grimaces as Cassandra starts her story quickly filling the cup before moving to stand against the wall at the ready. The maids reaction leaves her slightly worried, thinking of all her beautiful vases and priceless paintings that could be destroyed.
“Me and (Y/N) got into an argument when she came to retrieve me from the greenhouse…”
A sigh leaves Cassandra as she decides to just spit it out.
“When she came to get me, I didn’t want to leave I had been trapped in this house for so long I didn’t want to go back so soon but the sun was setting and even the greenhouse was starting to grow colder. She got serious and told me to get in the box NOW and I don’t know what came over me but before I could even catch myself, I yelled back you aren’t my mother, go find someone else’s kids to boss around…”
Another sigh leaves the raven-haired woman regret was written all over her face. She didn’t want to say such a terrible thing to you but maybe she still had small resentment towards you for stealing her mother from her.
“She went silent after that and left; I regretted what I said but I couldn’t chase after her in the cold. Thirty minutes later Remi came to retrieve me from the greenhouse and Dani said (Y/N) locked herself in her game room.”
Remi the maid in question stiffened in her place against the wall worried about her Lady’s rage. A labored breath left Alcina as she fought back the forefront of her initial anger your words echoing in her mind ‘go easier on them they’re young fată drăguţă they get to make mistakes; I sure know we did’.
“(Y/N) has gone out of her way to do anything and everything for you girls since she entered our lives. She has always treated you three as her own as have I and I will NOT tolerate any disrespect towards her. She took you to your favorite place today Cassandra despite the freezing temperatures and the risk she found a way to get you to your favorite place and that is how you repay her?”
Another shaky breath leaves her as her grip tightens on the glass in her hand till it shatters blood wine staining the tablecloth and her dress.
“Leave my sight and I don’t want to see you again until she does.”
Tears threatened to fall from Cassandra’s eyes before she disappeared in her swarm, but her mother’s anger was well deserved she regretted her words deeply and set out to make it up to you. Alcina’s breath is still heavy as Remi quickly moves to clean up what shattered glass and wine she could. Simply grabbing the wine bottle, she stands and quickly leaves the dining room, you now the only thing on her mind. It was near ten in the evening it was your usual game time, so Alcina did not question your absence when her daughters came to greet her but now, she regrets not having instantly investigated your whereabouts. She passes a mirror on her way to your room and has to do a double take quickly returning to the mirror to witness her current state. Blood wine stained her signature white dress, her hair lightly frizzed under her hat and her makeup smudged and faded after her stressful day. A frown set across her lips, and she detoured to your shared bedroom thinking of how displeased you might be with her appearance. She moves through y’alls room fluently drawing a bath as she pulled out her night gown. A short pink strappy thing that usually wouldn’t be her taste but after you mentioned how ‘fucking sexy’ her legs were she started to venture into more daring clothing. She drank her wine in her bath allowing herself to relax a bit before coming to you. When she sat at her vanity after her bath, she gently brushed her damp hair taking in her own appearance. Her face was bare, gloves gone, and an incredible amount of skin showing. In an instant she second guesses her appearance, fully prepared to dress and redo her hair and make-up just to be in your presence but then her eyes lock onto your usual spot on the bed in the mirror. Your familiar smirk would be resting on your lips before you ask her if she knows exactly how breath taking, she is and the thought gives her a boost of confidence. Your yell breaks through the walls as you scream at the game, even sound proofed your impressive shrieks smash through as you yell at your teammates in whatever game you were playing. Your game room only being three doors down made for a quick couple of steps before she found herself knocking at your door. Her ears listen in, hearing the gun shots in your headset from outside the door. She could simply use her skeleton key to let herself in but this game room was your safe space and she didn’t want to break that. A few moments pass by before you scream
“I’M JUST BETTER.”
And laugh at whatever your friends say in response. Alcina patiently knocks again before calling through the door.
“Draga?”
“Hold up guys my old lady is home.”
You say to your friends as you remove your headset. The first time Alcina heard you refer to her as that it caused your first big argument, you tapped into an insecurity you weren’t aware she had and it was a humanizing moment in your eyes. It was one of the only time’s Alcina has ever yelled at you her voice so loud you truly thought she would make you deaf. In the heat of the moment, she was uninterested in your explanation and proceeded not to talk to you for three days. When you finally cornered her in her bedroom at the time you explained how where you come from the term was another way to say girlfriend or wife. Alcina thought it was an excuse and tried to leave but you told her no firmly, it was the first time you slept together. Alcina was surprised at your dominant nature as you took your time worshiping her body making sure she knew exactly how beautiful she was and that you didn’t view her as old, her mature features merely another reason you were attracted to her. Walking to the door you open it with a large smile.
“Hi frumoasa.”
You say with a deep purr as the gorgeous woman bends into the room, you closing and locking the door behind her.
“I didn’t know you were home; I would have met you at the door.”
You say as your eyes hungrily take in all of Alcina before reaching her face with a loving smile. Meeting her puckered lips in a sweet welcoming kiss your hand finds its way to the familiar spot of her right butt check holding it possessively like you always did.
“I haven’t been home long draga don’t worry yourself over it.”
You hum in acknowledgement squeezing her ass lightly before moving back towards the computer. Alcina often joined you in your game room having a small book nook in the opposite corner that she usually lounged at. Muting your mic, you return your attention to your girlfriend breathing in her familiar scent and relaxing into your gaming chair.
“How was your day sweet stuff?”
Alcina had stayed in her spot standing by the door, unsure of how to approach the Cassandra situation without you becoming upset. You were very sensitive when it came to your relationship with her daughters, very aware of how much they meant to Alcina you did everything you could to earn their approval knowing that in order to have a successful relationship with her you needed to have a successful relationship with them. Her daughters were harsh in the beginning not liking the idea of having to share their mothers attention but over the years y’alls relationship had grown. When Daniela first called you Mama you were over the moon, the last few months had been extremely smooth and just when you were finally feeling accepted Cassandra’s words cut you deep. Your eyebrows raised at her silence lighting back up your smoke and turning in your chair you study the woman you love.
“Did Mother Miranda say something to you again? You know I have a mean right hook I could ‘talk’ some sense into her.”
A smile and light chuckle leave her at that, and you smile in response. You look up at Alcina as she approaches and rubs your cheek lightly, you see the very subtle sign of her biting the inside of her lip and you know she’s nervous. Slapping a hand against the side of her thigh then gripping it you ash your smoke before speaking.
“I’m okay frumoasa, you don’t have to worry.”
A furrow appeared on her brow then, she never understood how you could read her after decades of no one seeing through her stoic face.
“I-“
She goes to apologize on Cassandra’s behalf, and you hold your hand up stopping the sentence before it could start.
“I know, and I know she didn’t mean it I just needed to get away a while.”
You say with a soft smile before continuing.
“Now fată drăguţă tell me how your day was.”
At the pet name her façade drops full pout now on her face.
“My day has been atrocious, the winery is behind and now I’ll have to work twice as much next week to make it up and then today at the meeting Mother Miranda chose to reward that damned dirty dog over me, can’t she see I’m the most loyal of those horrendous things she has me consider siblings.”
A light chuckle leaves you as you listen to your nine-foot baby complain about not being the favorite she moves back and forth as she talks animatedly and you can’t help but think about just how much her daughters take after their mom causing your smile to double.
“Awe my poor fată drăguţă, I’m sorry your day was so rough.”
Pulling another drag of your smoke you set the item back down in your ash tray before you stand pulling Alcina against you wrapping her in a tight embrace. Even at your full height your face is buried in her breast, but you would happily suffocate if need be. Alcina is quick to wrap her arms around you, your touch soothing on every piece of her you make contact with and as she holds you close she gains the confidence to release one more fact about her day.
“I missed you tati.”
She whispers against your ear; your once innocent hands fall gripping the well-endowed woman before lightly biting one of her breasts.
“Oh did you now?”
You ask with a cocky tone and the all mighty woman before you can only nod a light purple shading her cheeks.
“Does my fată drăguţă need tati to take care of her?”
An electricity lights beneath her skin at your words.
“Yes tati.”
Alcina lets out, breathing a little harder already.
“Kneel.”
In an instant you are looking down at golden irises and just like this morning, yesterday, and the day before she takes your breath away.
“So eager for tati hmmm?”
You ask before grabbing Alcina by the neck seductively holding her gaze so that she can’t shy away.
“Always.”
Alcina breaths out. Your mouth finds cool pale skin greedily kissing, sucking, and biting at every piece of her neck your marks never stayed longer than an hour, but Alcina cherished them while they lasted. Alcina’s breaths become short, her fresh underwear soaked due to the assault on her neck, and she can’t help the small bit of embarrassment she feels because you’ve barely even touched her. Your hand slides from her neck, rubbing down her chest to grip her large breast before pinching and pulling at her nipples. A moan escapes her mouth, and you seize the opportunity to stick your tongue down her throat, another moan leaves her at the kiss and you swallow it obsessed with the noises she makes. Breaking the kiss your eyes meet her hazy ones and a smirk graces your features.
“Always such a good girl for tati.”
You whisper against her lips loving the way she stares at you and nods. You kiss her again lingering for just a moment before making your way down her body, your lips leaving a buzz on her skin every time they touched. Your lips find their way to the valley between her breast, moving to lick down one breast till you hit her night gown you move to the nipple and bite rather harshly over the fabric, it takes her breath away.
“Lay down fată drăguţă.”
You lean back just enough to allow the large woman to move her legs, laying with her back on the floor the thought of how degrading this truly was crosses Alcina’s mind but the thought is banished the moment you move to be between her legs. They spread eagerly as you bend over her body and your hands find themselves gripping thick thighs while you bend reattaching to her nipple. You suck and lick at her nipple through her gown before moving to the other and giving it equal attention. Her mind races as you have your way with her body, and she can’t help but wish the layer of fabric wasn’t in the way. You bask in how her body responds to you, taking in every one of her little sounds and movements like it might be your last. When you decide your done teasing your mouth almost waters as you proceed to your favorite meal. Kissing lightly down her body over her gown your eyes never leave hers. A light frown is noticeable as you pass over her stomach, she struggled to love this part of herself even with it hidden. Stretch marks and light rolls show her age but you couldn’t get enough of it lifting her gown before biting at the skin there you release just long enough to let out ‘uluitoare’ before continuing your path. You prided yourself in the Romanian you’d learned over the years and the affect it had on Alcina never failed to amaze you. Alcina’s thigh spread wider as you finally reach your destination. Your hands grip milky thighs biting and marking until light whines are leaving Alcina. She wants to tell you to hurry up, to stop teasing her and put your mouth where she needs you but you hold the power here and speaking out of turn would only promise punishment and while punishment sounded great she needed you now desperately so she kept her mouth shut panting, moaning, and whining until you decided she would get what she deserved. A smirk graces your face as you look at Alcina’s underwear appreciating the growing wet spot before licking her underwear a loud moan filled the room at the slight contact and Alcina’s hips buck to try and follow your mouth.
“Haven’t I taught you to be patient fată drăguţă? Or do you need a reminder?”
Alcina’s head quickly shakes not wanting you to stop and you bite the inside of her thigh dangerously close to where she needs you.
“Words.”
A moan leaves her at your antics before her voice follows.
“No tati.”
“Fata buna.”
Another shock of electricity runs up Alcina’s spine at your words and she doesn’t break eye contact as you bite her underwear pulling the down with your teeth. If Alcina was wet before she was surly gushing now, you stop at the knee her legs much to long for you to go all the way down when pretty pink lips were glistening at you between her legs. Your arms push her legs up as you lick your lips.
“Hold these up for me baby, let daddy enjoy her meal.”
Another loud moan fills the air and as soon as big hands grip her legs you dive in pulling her lips apart before licking up all of her arousal. You both collectively moan as you begin to devour her like a three-course meal, sucking hard on her clit and lightly biting before moving to tongue fuck her and drink up her juices Alcina’s moans bounce off the walls and into your ears like music. It isn’t long before curse words are leaving her mouth in Romanian and her legs are shaking around you.
“Please…”
Alcina begs, and three years ago had you told her she’d be laying on the floor of her home completely at mercy to you begging for her release she would of sliced you to ribbons and made you into the newest batch of her Sanguis Virginis yet her she was. You lift slapping her wet center.
“Please what? You know tati needs you to be specific.”
She moans before continuing.
“Please I need to cum, I’ve been a fata buna.”
You hum as if considering her words even though you wanted her to cum in your mouth just as much as she wanted to.
“Cum then fată drăguţă.”
You return to your previous activities slurping her up like the fine wine she was and only a few moments pass before her legs straighten and back arches as her release takes ahold of her body. You eagerly lap up every bit of her juices before pulling back and sitting up licking your lips with a devilish smirk on your face. Alcina’s legs fall as they loose their strength and you take in the beautiful sight before you for a moment before rising to your feet.
“Come fată drăguţă, lets get you to bed.”
Alcina hums before sitting up, blushing at the wet spots on her night gown and her underwear still halfway down her legs. Gripping her chin lightly you pull her attention to you before meeting her lips in a deep kiss. Another involuntary moan leaves Alcina as she tastes herself on your lips and an extra wave of arousal passes over her body. Biting her bottom lip before breaking the kiss you smile at the woman before you.
“Te iubesc.”
You say while staring into her eyes and the words make Alcina’s heart flutter in her chest.
“Si eu te iubesc draga.”
She lightly responds holding your hip. Your smile brightens before you tuck one of Alcina’s slightly messy curls behind her ear. You lay another light kiss on her lips before before tapping your thumb against her cheek.
“Up. Bedtime.”
With that you turn, cutting off your gaming computer as Alcina pulls back up her underwear before standing on only slightly shaky legs. You cut off the light before unlocking and opening the door for Alcina, she bends through, and you follow closely behind closing the door before wrapping a familiar arm around her hip holding her close as you walked the few steps to your shared bedroom door. Opening the door for her again you enjoy the view as she bends through the door and can’t help but land a smack against her butt as she passes you. The older woman let out a huff as if displeased but you knew she liked the attention. Alcina heads right to the bed crawling into the covers as you enter the closet pulling out your sleep shorts and a sports bra, a chuckle leaves your lips as you remember the first time you met Alcina and her distaste for your clothing. The first time she saw you in your sports bra a look of horror passed her face as she questioned you on what the unattractive fabric even was. You wash up quick eager to return to the woman you wish you never had to spend a second away from and the thought of the ring you have hidden away inside your computer to assure its safety fills your thought. You smile to yourself as you dress and lotion, you’d never been this happy before hell you never even thought of yourself as one for marriage but you couldn’t picture a happy version of your life without Alcina and from the day three months ago when she took you to the frozen lake and you starred at her side profile as the sunset you knew you wanted to marry her. Returning to the bedroom the lights are off the only light filling the room being the bright fire in the fireplace keeping the area warm. A yawn left your lips as you crawled into bed, snuggling into the front of your woman Alcina’s arms wraps around you as you throw an arm over her, pulling her leg over your hip before once again gripping her butt cheek possessively causing a relaxed hum to leave Alcina at the familiar position and it doesn’t take long for you both to fall asleep. A loud knock almost bang wakes you from your deep slumber and you let out an angry sigh at the early awakening, you were not a morning person by any means, and you hated more than anything to be woken up. Ignoring the knock in hope that they’ll just go away you relax back into the bed pulling Alcina’s body flush against yours cursing the slight separation that had transpired in your sleep. Another loud knock echoes in the room causing you to audibly groan, a chuckle leaving the woman in front of you at your antics and you just huff in response. Alcina’s arms unwrap from around you as she stretches before trying to pull her leg from over your hip. You grip her tightly letting out what could only be considered a growl as she tries to pull away from you and the noise causes the woman to laugh.
“They won’t go away draga.”
You only groan again before letting Alcina go turning away angrily in the bed. Another chuckle leaves the woman as she stands, and you bury your face in the pillows in hopes of finding another few hours of sleep. Alcina opens the door to Bela and Daniela smiling at her daughters.
“Good morning, Daughters.”
Alcina’s sweet voice fills the room as if she hadn’t woken up mere moments ago and her daughters beam rushing in to hug their mother.
“Good morning, Mother.”
They say in unison before swarming to you, feeling the body weights on top of yours you groan while the two laugh at your bad mood.
“Good morning, (Y/N).”
“Good morning, Mama.”
You merely hum in acknowledgement not moving from your spot buried deep in the pillows.
“Cassandra would like to apologize now (Y/N) if your up for it.”
Bela says and you raise your head glancing at the grandfather clock in the room seeing it’s 7:15 in the morning
Couldn’t she wait till at least nine?
You think to yourself but sit up in bed anyway.
“Alright.”
You say with a yawn your voice deep and scruffy from sleep, rubbing your face before messing with your frizzy bed hair. In an instant the two swarm out the open door, your eyes follow lazily before moving back to Alcina. You point at the bed wanting her to return, the proximity between your bodies much to far for so early in the morning and another light chuckle leaves the woman at your behavior. Alcina grabs you a shirt before her long legs allow her to cross the room in seconds, the bed dips as Alcina sits at the edge of the bed before leaning over to you and placing a light kiss against your lips as she hands you the shirt.
“Good morning, draga.”
She whispers against your lips, and you hum content as you throw the shirt over your head.
“Good morning, superba.”
You lay your head on Alcina’s thigh closing your eyes as she begins to scratch at your scalp. Light buzzing in your ears is all the warning you get before your three daughters solidify in the room. Opening your eyes you sit up turning your full attention to Cassandra who is standing slightly behind her sisters with her head down still as equally embarrassed and ashamed as yesterday. A few moments of silence pass as Cassandra’s nerves get the best of her but a clear from Alcina’s throat and a quick glance at both your soft expressions is enough to break her out of her stupor. Clearing her throat she steps forward in front of her sisters looking straight at you.
“(Y/N) I…..”
She sighs and you can see how disappointed she truly is with herself.
“I can not express how sorry I am for the words I said yesterday. I did not mean a single one of them I was cranky about having to return to the castle but that is no excuse for the way I spoke to you. You have been nothing but good to all of us and I wanted to prove how much you truly mean to me.”
A blush crosses the young woman’s face as she extends her hand. You raise an eyebrow but put your hand out under hers waiting to receive whatever the raven-haired woman held.
“I wanted to let you know that despite my actions I love you (Y/N) and consider you apart of this family.”
Your bottom lip trembles as Cassandra places a small version of the Dimitrescu crest in your hands and your other hand comes up to cover your mouth.
“I hope you can accept my apology and don’t mind if I refer to you as Mama from now on.”
A sob broke out of you at her words, and you quickly try to rub the tears away but a body crashes into yours before you get to far. Cassandra has never physically touched you on her own accord and the hug takes you by surprise hesitating only a moment before you wrap your arms back around the woman.
“I am so sorry mama.”
You hold her tight allowing a few tears to fall before responding.
“It’s okay little swarm, I’ll always forgive you.”
Two more bodies surround you and you pull all three girls as close as your arms allow before all four of you are wrapped in the arms of Alcina.
“I love you all my familie perfecta.”
You say before kissing each girl’s heads then Alcina’s lips. They all echo the words back snuggling deeper into the hug and you can’t help but think how perfect your life is. Gunshots break the warming family moment and before anyone can speak Alcina’s phone rings and there’s only one person that could be.
Wanda took a hand off the keyboard and ran it through her hair as she spoke to her chat.
"I don't think this armour works for my build chat, it has crit but I'm giving up aoe and leech and my build is based around those."
She picked up her coffee taking a sip as she continued to inspect the armour and her chat.
"Yea I could move around my jewels but I like what I'm running now I'm tanky with good dps."
You walk in the room from Wanda's right with a plate of food, the new season of her game dropped and so far she'd been gaming for six straight hours. You were out of frame of her camera but also just out of her line of sight. You set the food down on Wanda's desk once you approach which catches Wanda's attention, turning her gaze to you she smiles softly. Her rare shows of pure emotion reserved for you alone. She hits the button to mute her mic and turns towards you.
"Hi baby."
She says sweetly and you hum back returning her smile.
"Hi, you haven't eaten all day I brought you some food. How's it going?"
You ask running your fingers through her hair. The action visible on stream.
"Good, I'm grinding new gear trying to solidify the build I made, I might have to respec though when it comes to ubers."
You hum and nod once more, gamer lingo was slightly foreign to you but you enjoyed listening to Wanda's passion for the game.
"Have you been drinking water love? Not just coffee I hope."
Wanda goes silent causing you to give her a look.
"I'll refill my water jug right after this."
You hum again not impressed and Wanda smirks at you.
"Thank you for the food baby."
"Always."
You reply running your fingers through her hair once more. Wands takes a moment to glance at her chat, the comments blowing up with 'hi mom'. Wanda chuckles and looks back to you.
"Chat is saying hi, do you want to greet them?"
You nod and Wanda unmutes. Wanda addresses her chat showing off the food you brought her and speaking on how you're the best girlfriend anyone could ask for. You pick up a little bit around her desk before stepping around and into frame. You wave silently at chat and they explode. You ignore it running your fingers through Wanda's hair once more.
"Alright I'm going, I love you bub."
You say before kissing her head and walking away.
"I love you too."
Wanda says lightly before turning back to her game and chat. The chat is blowing up 'they're so cute' 'where can I get a girlfriend like that' 'goals' 'omg clipped it'.
"Chill chat chill."
Wanda chuckles out.
"Be right back the misses wants me to refill my water jug then we're back to the grind."
Wanda walks away smiling, entering the living room she comes over to bend and give you a few kisses.
"What would I do without you?"
"Starve or dehydrate which ever came first."
Wanda just laughs at your response, kissing you once more.
Summary: ABO with little plot but a lot of smut cause sometimes we all need omega Nat in our lives.
Pairing: alpha g!pReader x omega! Nat
Warnings: NSFW NSFW NSFW. 18+ Minors DNI . Asshole Steve.
AN: First time posting my writing in a while but I miss it. Hopefully I've improved. Enjoy!
It started out as simple disbelief. Natasha was tired of all the female omegas around the compound raving about you, unmated fun and a few sympathy ruts left many of the females hoping you'd truly become their alpha. No one could be that good, Natasha's few experiences with unmated alphas were less than pleasurable an alpha never even having made her cum. So only to prove the rumors wrong when her next heat started to come around she stayed close to you every free moment she had. On the final day before she knew she'd have to isolate everytime you came around she let go small whimpers and pained noises. It was no surprise by that night that you approched her mentioning a sympathy rut and offering to help her through her heat. Now in her room a few hours later heat hitting her full force she squirmed not looking forward to another unsatisfied heat.
She was already bare her body temperature, threatening to overheat if she kept on clothing. Laying on her back head propped on her pillows surrounded by things she used to put together a make shift nest she watched as you slowly pulled off your shirt scars laced your abdomen and arms proof of past missions and a tramatic back story. You were thick with muscle and meat. A large alpha whose presence could be felt enter a room you would make any omega happy. You kept on your shorts and bra on not wanting to intimidate the omega. Approaching slowly, you stand at the end of the bed, eyeing the case of water and small snacks you'd stacked near the bed before meeting Natasha's eye.
"May I enter your nest?"
Natasha's brows raised in slight surprise, while a nest was meant to be an omegas safe space she hadn't met an alpha who'd respected it yet.
"Yes."
She whispered. You cut back your scent as much as possible, climbing lightly into the nest not wanting to disturb anything or overwhelm the omega.
"What do you need omega? How can I help you?"
Another surprise, since when did an alpha care about anyone other than themselves. A whimper left Natasha involuntarily, it'd been a long time since she's had an alpha this close during her heat and it was making the pain worse.
"It hurts."
Natasha whimpered slightly curling in on herself. Releasing a comforting noise you crawl towards Natasha hovering over her you lean and kiss her head before moving down her body, you run your hands down her side as you kiss her chest leaving fire in your wake. You left kisses everywhere you could reach softly sucking each of her nipples before continuing down. Lifting her legs you finally reach her apex slick leaking out of her. You dont waste another second there was nothing better than an omegas slick, eating her out desperately you lick up every ounce of juice you can get. Something was sweeter about Natasha, her slick like candy and you'd always had a sweet tooth. Natasha moaned loudly, no alpha has ever gone down on her before and the sensation running through her caused goosebumps to appear on her body.
"(Y/N)."
Your name slipped from her lips in a mixture of disbelief and pleasure. Her hands gripped the sheets, back arching off the bed, knots tying in her stomach. Oh my god. Natasha thought as she looked down at you meeting your predatory gaze. Oh my god. You slurped, sucked, and lightly nibbled at every piece of Natasha slowly building her up until finally penetrating her with your tongue. Natasha visibly jumped before rolling her hips roughly. Oh my god.
"I'm cumming, I'm cumming alpha."
Another second was all it took before her eyes rolled to the back of her head body spasming with pleasure she'd never felt before. For only a mere moment her heat tampered down, catching her breath as you climb back up her body.
"Mmmm there we go omega, that won't be the last time you cum for me."
Your voice is deep as you lean into her neck taking a deep breath of her scent gland and Natasha's arms wrap around you needing you closer.
"Alpha please, please, I need more."
You hum again your own sympathy rut making your erection painful. Pulling off your shorts and boxers you spring out slapping against Natasha's stomach. The feeling of your length is enough to make Natasha eyes dialate even more you were thick and long bigger than any alpha she's taken before. Whimpers escape her, you're taking to long, grinding up against you she feels your shuddering breath against her neck. Leaning back on your knees you pump your cock giving Natasha her first view of your member and she nerely drools. Pumping yourself a few times before rubbing against Natasha you look into the eyes of the omega below you.
"Do you want this omega?"
"Yes, YES! I need you alpha."
Loosing your focus you let your pheromones go your scent surrounding Natasha and overtaking her nest making her go feral. You slip in slowly, too slowly for Natasha the stretch was a wonderful burn and the full feeling she needed. She felt doused in her heats fire. You pumped into her gently giving her time to adjust another action unlike any other alpha who only cared about thier own pleasure. Bending back down over the omega you tuck your arms close to Natasha your right hand holding the back of Natasha's neck, sticking your nose back against Natasha's scent gland you shudder taking in the omegas intoxicating scent. Natasha'sm arms wrap back around you the hold you have on her highly intimate keepings your bodies impossibly close which you knew an omega craved. Pumping into her you penetrate her hard and deep. High pitched noises leaking from Natasha's mouth.
"So good alpha, you feel so good."
Releasing a light growl you open your mouth careful of your canines you bite Natasha's scent gland without breaking the skin. In an instant Natasha spasms beneath you an orgasm having been ripped out of her.
"Alpha.... alpha."
Natasha cried the pleasure she felt almost overwhelming. Letting go of her neck you lift to meet her in a sloppy passionate kiss. Your hips never faulter keeping their bruising pace pounding into her. Your hand on the back of her throat felt possessive your free hand grabbing her leg to raise it to your shoulder. Now wide open your thrust hit Natasha at a different angle and the red head releases high pitched whines into your mouth unable to maintain the kiss.
"Alpha, please alpha."
Natasha wasn't even sure what she was asking for anymore eyes rolling as another orgasm takes over her body.
"Just like that omega. You like that don't you, like how your alpha takes care of you."
Natasha can only whimper your words causing another wave of slick, her head nodding in response. Bending towards her scent gland you lightly bite again. Another rapid orgasm taking over the red head. Growling into the bite your grip tightens on the woman pace becoming a bit faster and rougher. After a few thrust Natasha feels your knot begin to slam at her entrance and she almost cries.
"Yes alpha knot me, fill me up."
You growl again slamming against the red head faster, Natasha's eyes roll as she cums for what must be the sixth time but before she can be breached you pull out releasing your white ooze onto the omegs stomach. Natasha whimpers repeatedly, your knot wasted, having been the last thing she needed to feel whole. You let go of her neck releasing relaxing pheromones while you pepper her face is kisses.
"Relax omega, relax."
You hum into her skin until you feel the womans rapid heartbeat calmdown. As her adrenaline stops Natasha feels satisfied for the first time ever, her heat subsiding enough for her to relax. You lean away from her grabbing a water from the case and Natasha releases a distressed sound at the distance.
"Shhhh omega. Drink this, you need to stay hydrated."
The woman grabs the bottle downing it quickly if only to have you close again.
"Good omega now rest, you'll need it."
You return to your previous position pressed up against the omega listening to her heartbeat until you're sure she is asleep. Rolling next to the omega you take breaths of your own, your rut having been left unfulfilled since you hadn't knotted the woman. Even though your knot subsided your hard on continued to rage. Relaxing as much as you can you lay on your back closing your eyes, you needed rest as well. For the first time in her life she came out of her heat two days later feeling satisfied rather than her usual seven days of misery. Laying in her nest which still smelled strongly of your scent she couldn't stop the smile that rested on her face. You'd been a good alpha taking care of her every need keeping her fed and hydrated suddenly Natasha felt a longing. Wanting a bond, wanting to truly mate with you. It isn't till the next day that her happy bubble pops, whispers of other omega sheild agents making her remember why she went for you in the firzt place. Not only had you gone way past her expectations but now the way these woman spoke about you made her blood boil. Overwhelming her with the want to attack the woman talking about her alpha. Natasha once again sticks to you like glue after her heat bristling and sending glares at any omega who even thinks to look your way. At first you think nothing of it Natasha was your partner, you'd been working together for over a year now but a week later when you hear her little growl at Maria when she approaches you about paperwork you put together the signs of her overly possessive behavior. You aren't quite sure what you want to do, you don't want to possibly mess up the close bond you two share but at the same time you are an unmated alpha the after effects of her heat should of faded days ago. Thinking back to Natasha's heat your mouth begins to water, the omega was candy. The sweetest nectar you'd ever had and helping her through her heat you were more attentive than you've been with any omega thus far. You can see Natasha being a good omega not just a good omega but your omega, you want to care for her protect her claim her. But at the same time you aren't sure you're ready to mate aren't sure you'd be the alpha any omega deserved. You ponder on this for days but by the end of it, it seems you don't need to make a decision. Natasha seems to distance herself from you, her overly possessive behavior abandoned in favor of space. Space you assumed she needed so you didn't comment on it at first no matter how much your alpha yearned for the omega to be near. Now near a month later you know the red heads heat should be approaching any day now. Staring at her across the room during one of Tony's over the top parties you can't help the low growl that starts while you watch her closely hover around Steve. He was an alpha you disdained, having heard enough from omegas in the compound for a lifetime of disappointment. He believes himself somewhat a god, treating the omegas around him like objects rather than people and the thought of him rutting with Natasha during her heat made your Alpha flash with rage. All it takes is a second. Steve wraps his arm around Natasha's waist and you're on your feet quickly cutting across the crowd to get to their location. You try to reign in your growl but it seems futile the closer you get to the pair. Natasha looks your way first, her omega senses alert to the sound and smell of angry alphas. The look on your face says you're ready for a fight chest rising and falling rapidly and she hates the way her omega responds breaking from Steves tight grip to address your distress. She tried to distance herself from you, determined not to become a fangirl like the rest but she was to close to her heat, to intune with her primal instincts to be away. You stop when you see Natasha approach allowing her to enter your space eyes never leaving her form.
"(Y/N)? Are you alright?"
You hesitate not sure what to say, not sure if you should say anything. Then you smell her, early stages of heat making her scent even sweeter and lean into her space.
"Omega."
You whisper in her ear and fight back the smirk at the whimper you get in response. You wrap your arm around Natasha's waist taking the place Steve once held before guiding her towards the doors. Natasha allows herself to be guided, your touch burning her skin your scent igniting something inside her. Once outside the venue in the cold night air Natasha feels some relief your heat not all encompassing. You lead Natasha to your car opening the passenger door for her before climbing in the drivers side youself. Your leg bounces impatiently as you start the vehicle the mere ten minute drive to the compound seeming to long in your mind.
"Since your last heat I crave you omega."
You pause if only to gauge Natasha's reaction peaking at her out the side of your eye you catch her surprised expression and decide to continue.
"I crave your pressence, I crave your scent, I gave you the space I thought you needed. I thought I needed, but tonight seeing you with another alpha I almost lost it."
Your grip tightens on the steering wheel just thinking about the way Steve touched the omega, your omega. Natasha remains silent unsure of what to say or what to do and you respond in kind holding your tongue until you pull into the parking garage of the compound. You put the car in park sitting for a moment in the silence before speaking again softly.
"The truth is Natasha, I want to mark you make you mine if you'd have me. You don't have to respond today, don't have to respond at all. I'm still not sure I'm the alpha you want or the alpha any omega deserves but I know I want to be your alpha."
With that you open your door exiting the car. Walking to Natasha's side you open her door for her closing it behind her once she exits the car.
"Just think it over."
With that you walk away entering the compound without another word and the red head remains too stunned to speak. You, (Y/N), the infamous alpha just propositioned to mate Natasha. You asked to mate her, since when do alphas ask but thinking on it Natasha realizes you've always asked. Asked to help her with her heat, asked to enter her nest, even asked her repeatedly how she was doing during her heat. In three short days you'd cared for her more than any alpha ever had maybe thats why she felt so possessive over you after. Maybe thats why she got excited everytime she caught your scent or perked up everytime you showed her attention. But maybe it wasn't, maybe Natasha wanted you just like you wanted her. The red head never even considered mating, her experiences with alphas proving that it would only hurt her and hold her back but with you the possibilities were endless. Despite being the alpha you'd always given her control giving her the opportunity to say no at any point. The next morning telltale signs of Natasha's heat overwhelmed her senses she'd be fully succumbed by nightfal for sure and even after a good nights sleep her thoughts couldn't help but flood to you. Alpha. Hopping up Natasha dresses rapidly eager to be in your pressence. Exiting her room she moves quick before another alpha catches wind of her. Natasha surprises herself by how fast she arrives outside your door, knocking six times rapidly she cluches herself goosebumps running over her skin despite heating up.
"Mmmh well well well what do we have here."
Steve's voice cuts through Natasha like a knife.
"Where'd you go last night omega? I thought we'd have a little fun."
His eyes are predatory, evil and Natasha isn't sure if in her state she has the strength to fight the alpha off.
"No Steve."
The alphas nostrils flare taking the direct rejection as a challenge.
"Who are you to tell me no omega bitch?"
He growls and Natasha growls back. Steve grabs Natasha's wrist harshly tugging her into his space but before he could do more you appear pouncing on him like a feral animal. Your growl shakes Natasha with its intensity as you throw blow after blow at the man you tackled.
"You little alpha piece of shit, it's dumbasses like you that give alphas a bad name."
You hit him across the face repeatedly your pent up frustations taken out on him one by one. You loose yourself in your anger, he touched your omega how dare he. It isn't until Natasha is trying to pull you back screaming at you to stop that you see the true damage you've done to your fellow super soilder your knuckles covered in his blood. Standing you spit on him before kicking him one last time.
"Touch my omega again and I'll kill you."
You say deathly low before pulling the distressed omega through your door locking it securely behind you. You immediately begin to scan her, eyes and hands running over her body to confirm her safety and once you're satisfied you let out a verbal sigh of relief. You pull Natasha into you holding her close and breathing in her scent.
"I"m sorry. I stepped out to grab a snack I should of been here. Did he hurt you?"
Tears appear in Natasha's eyes, at the way you'd fiercely protected her. At the way you'd cared for her and Natasha knows with certainty she wants you.
"No."
Natasha whispers and it doesn't seems to be enough pulling back you scan her again double checking her for any signs of foul play.
"I'm sorry for verbally claiming you, my instincts took over and I had to protect you."
Natasha fights back her tears as she looks at your concerned face.
"Don't apologize alpha, I want you. Claim me. Make me yours."
Your eyes shoot to the green ones infornt of you. Her easily ignored heat due to your adrenaline now burning your nostrils.
"Are you sure? This isn't just the heat talking is it?"
Natasha laughs happy tears finally falling which she quickly wipes away.
"Yes alpha, I'm sure."
You surge foreward meeting her lips in a passionate kiss and lifting her in your arms. You take her to your bed never breaking the kiss overwhelmed with a need to be attached to the omega laying her lightly you break away from her lips only to travel down to her neck. Hesitating at her scent gland you take a deep breath before pulling back the omega below you whines but you ignore it urging her attention elsewhere.
"I wasn't sure you would come but just in case I stacked blankets, clothes, and pillows here so that you may nest."
Natasha's eye buldge before shooting to the pile you gestured at.
"I noticed you nesting at the beginning of your last heat and I want you to be comfortable. I tried to keep my scent to a bare minimum as not to overwhelm you."
You pull away completely allowing Natasha to turn over and crawl towards the pile, watching her take in all the fabrics and items.
"Nest omega, I want you to be comfortable."
Natasha turns to you again lifting on her knees before pulling you into a tight embrace that you return before she turns and gets to work you merely stand by and watch enjoying the attention Natasha gives to every little detail of her nest. Your eyes wonder to your hands and you quickly step towards the bathroom washing off the evidence of Steve beating. It only takes five minutes and you are surprised by the speed at which she works but don't deny her needy whines when she lays to stare at you.
"May I enter your nest?"
"Of course alpha."
You crawl back over the omega giving her a sweet kiss before pulling her shirt above her head glad yet unsurprised to find nothing underneath. Throwing the shirt towards the edge of the nest so it can have her scent you move your lips to her chest.
"My beautiful omega."
You whisper against her skin before you trail love bites down. Corrupting her perfect milky skin with your dark purple marks. You suck on both of her nipples getting them rock hard before continuing down. Your eyes get darker with every claiming mark you leave and as you get to her lower stomach your fingers hook her shorts swiftly pulling them down. Your mouth begins to water as her shorts are discarded elsewhere. Pushing her knees to her chest you come eye to eye with the feast of her slick.
"You smell so good omega."
Natasha whines in response hips wiggling in your hold. Without hesitation you begin your meal, lapping up her slick like a dehydrated dog. Her sweet nectar addicting and you can't get enough. You slurp and suck at her bud cause loud moans to fall from the red head.
"Feels so good alpha."
Natasha moans back arching of the bed. You growl against her center tongue entering her in search of more of her juices and Natasha releases a high pitch squeal. Hips bucking in time with your tongue before she spasms and you're rewarded with her orgasm straight in your mouth.
"You taste so good omega."
You growl against her, lips trailing to the back of her thighs leaving dark purple to match her abdomen.
"Mine."
You growl against her skin before moving up to meet her lips in a sloppy kiss. Natasha meets you with equal passion arms wrapping tightly around you holding you close.
"I need you alpha, it hurts."
You lift to your knees in response quickly pulling your shirt over your head and taking off your bra before removing your shorts and boxers. You spring out releasing a small sigh of relief as you being to pump yourself.
"Fill me up alpha, claim me."
Natasha whispers and you possessivly growl. Rubbing your cock through her slick you use her juices as lubricant before slowly slipping in. Natasha moans at your intrusion the wonderful strech making her feel whole. You enter her space pressing your chest against her you hold her tightly one arm tucking under her back the other tucking behind her neck hand holding the back of her neck your lips meet hers. Natasha holds you back tightly bodies molded together as you begin to pump into her roughly. High pitched whines enter your mouth as you kiss Natasha, devouring her mouth until its clear she needs air.
"My beautiful omega. Mine. Mine. Mine."
You whisper against her lips burying yourself as deeply as you can before pulling out again.
"Yours alpha, yours."
Natasha whines before spasming as she orgasms. You tuck your head into her scent gland taking deep breaths of the omegas scent. Natasha does the same your scent surrounding her, your body pressed against her, you planted deep inside her. The red head feels like she's going crazy. Her skin buzzes as her fingers run into your hair holding your head closer to her neck. She's on fire yet she needs more, she needs more of you.
"Mark me alpha. I'm yours, make me yours."
You open your mouth trailing your teeth against Natasha skin causing electricity to run through the omega.
"Mine."
You growl against her skin before sinking your canines into her scent gland. Natasha's eyes roll into the back of her head, an unbelievable orgasm washing over her body. The pleasure is intense orgasm stretching on for what feels like years. Her slick leaks out of her in waves as you pound her and her nails dig into your back. By the time Natasha comes down from the high she's drunk on you. A blabbering mess of noises.
"Alpha. Alpha."
Natasha whimpers over and over again and you finally release her neck licking at the mark.
"Omega, my omega."
You pump into her wildly riding on the high of your mating mark. Natasha clenches around you again another orgasm washing over her as your knot begins to slam at her entrance.
"My personal cum dump, you're gonna take it aren't you omega? Take my knot and get filled with my seed. Swollen with my pups only mine."
Moans escapse Natasha at your words nails digg8ng into your skin.
"Yes alpha, fill me up. I need it, I need your pups inside me."
You pump into her faster your own moans escaping at her words using her for your own pleasure.
"Fuck. Yeah take it omega. You feel so good I could pump into you all day. Fuck squeezing me for all I'm worth."
Your hips begin to stutter as your lips return to hers in a loving kiss, arms wrapping around her tighter your bodies are pressed together as closely as they can be. You continue to work your knot against her entrance feeling how her slick pours out to accommodate you. Breaking the kiss you return to her scent gland teeth sinking into her once more as you knot slips in. Natasha's eyes roll back at the combined feeling of your bite, your warm load seeping into her, and your knot the pleasure so good she nearly passes out. Releasing her neck you lick the wound again before placing light kisses on it.
"Mine."
"Yours."
You hum in satisfaction.
"Bite me omega, mark me as yours."
Tears threaten Natasha's eyes again at your words, rare was the alpha who wore an omegas mark. Many refusing to allow themselves to be publicly tied to one omega and with your words Natasha is once again reassured she chose the right alpha. The red head sinks her canines into your scent gland a light growl releasing from her as she does and is satisfied when she feels another hot spurt of your cum shoot into her.
"Mine."
Natasha whispers against your skin as she licks at the bite.
"Yours."
You whisper back allowing yourself to relax ontop of Natasha baring your whole body weight against her. Three days later by the end of Natasha's heat you feel maybe a bit overly possessive of the female. You haven't left your room since Steve threatened your omega and as the time to break your mating bubble nears you find yourself wanting to be near the omega at all times. Laying in her nest you snuggle into the omegas body, front pressed against her back arm wrapped around her waist. You nuzzle her neck enjoying the way her scent is now mixed with yours and can't help the light possessive growl that rumbles at the back of your throat.
"My beautiful omega."
The omega coos back at you and you release a relaxed sigh.
"We should get you cleaned up and fed."
You say as you begrudgingly sit up causing the omega below you to whine. She rolls over wrapping her arms around you.
"Do we have to?"
You laugh lightly running your fingers through red tresses.
"Yes, you haven't had a proper meal in three days." You shuffle around finding Natasha clothes and handing them to her. Throwing on your old clothes you grab some clean ones as well before walking to your door.
"Come on we'll shower in your room."
The omega nods and stretches before walking towards you. Opening the door you both quietly walk down the hallway enjoying the fresh air. The walk to the omegas room is quiet but peaceful, she stays close to your side the small distance between you two after such a passionate heat seeming like to much. In Natasha's room the two of you shower together, you make love to her one more time in the shower soft and slow before you truly have to return to the reality of the real world.
"I will always protect you omega, you're safe with me."
You hum into her neck as she rides the after shocks of her orgasm.
"My alpha."
The hums back fingers running softly against the back of your neck.
Summary: Wednesday realizes just how self-centered she has been. (reader has powers connected to nature)
Pairing: fem!Reader x Wednesday
Warning: slight angst
AN: Love the Wednesday character. Cold emotionless cutoff while also sadistic mean and cruel
"No Wednesday."
Those were the words you'd muttered to the girl before disappearing into the crowd. No. Wednesday was almost unsure how to process it. Since she'd came to this school of miscreants there hadn't been a single person not willing to bend to her will and since you'd started.... whatever it is you have with Wednesday you'd never turned away from any of her desires. So what changed? By the time Wednesday has recovered from the blatant rejection you're long gone and she's left to do nothing but return to Ophelia hall. She goes over the whole interaction again, taking note of your slumped shoulders and baggy eyes. You weren't yourself today, honestly if Wednesday truly thought about it you hadn't been yourself for some time. How long had it been since your demeanor changed? You don't smile at her anymore, you never seek her attention. When was the last time she'd spoken to you before today? She's been so caught up trying to investigate her stalker that she's completely neglected other parts of her life. Entering her shared room she's unsurprised and slightly disappointed to see Enid laying in her bed speaking with Thing.
"I just don't think this color suits your skin tone, the lighter green would go much better."
Thing taps and signs in response causing Enid to gasp.
"You take that back."
Upon hearing the door close the blonde's attention is grabbed eyes locking with black ones.
"Hey Weds, how's the investigation? Did (Y/N) agree to head into the forest with you tonight?"
"No."
The ravenette says as she neatly deposits her things on her side of the room moving towards her desk chair to start her writing hour.
"I'm not surprised."
Enid lets out in response gaze moving back to the display of nail polishes she put out for Thing to choose from. This catches Wednesday's attention, turning in her chair she burns Enid with her glare.
"Why is that?"
"Well she literally almost died during your last 'investigation' when she was stabbed and said "I'm never helping you again Wednesday Addams" while I stitched her up."
Before she continues Enid lets out a sigh muttering she's gonna kill me under her breath before continuing.
"And I'm going to tell you this because you're my best friend, (Y/N) has been unhappy for some time. You treat her more like your minion than partner. You drag her along on these dangerous stunts where she almost always gets hurt yet you never put forth any effort into the relationship, the last few things she's agreed to have been purely because thats the only way she gets to spend time with you. She is tired of it all being one sided so you need to get your act together unless you want to loose this relationship you pretend to not care about."
As Enid speaks its like a light bulb pops above Wednesday's head, recalling past encounters, conversations, and arguments she now finds herself feeling conflicted over. Standing abruptly Wednesday leaves her room, completely disregarding Enid and her writing hour. She needed to find you. It was never her intention to use you, or was it? She'd been approaching this like she would approach anything else but she now realizes that in and of itself is the problem. This isn't anything else. As much as she will deny it she cares for you in a way that is completely foreign to her. Arriving at your dorm room she knocks three times. Waiting only thirty seconds before knocking again.
"I'm coming, I'm coming."
Wednesday bites back her snarky remarks when Bianca opens your shared dorm door. The siren does nothing to hide her disgusted face in turn.
"(Y/N) isn't here. She's always in the gardens during this time. Of course you'd know that if you cared about anyone other than yourself."
That is all the ravenette gets before the door is slammed in her face, Wednesday's eyebrows furrow as she turns on her heel. Just how self centered had she been? In her eight months of knowing you and five months of courting she'd learned little to nothing about you. Besides physical attributes and your general knowledge Wednesday never made an effort to get to know you better lazer focused on the hyde investigation then later her stalker you were always kept on the back burner. For the first time in her life guilt washes over her and it makes her bristle. Her feet move quickly towards the garden, entering she doesn't even have to look following your voice carrying through the flowers. Wednesday can't help the way her lips turn in disgust as she walks, the garden was to bright countless flowers planted aimlessly with no value yet she couldn't deny the health of the garden. Every flower in bloom properly watered and glowing. Coming around a corver she sees why observing you as you sang along the the music coming from your phone. You fingers were at work using your powers to meticulously grow different flowers and plants in healthy soil. You worked diligently so immersed in it that you fail to notice the brooding aura observing you. You fill the flower box you're working on with purple lillies a beautiful contrast to the blue bachelor buttons in the box next to it. Stepping back you observe your work humming in approval before turing to head to a different part of the garden. The moment you spin you freeze eyes meeting black ones you'd never once seen in the garden before. You are truly at a loss of words at the girls presence as she'd never once seeked your company and for a moment you consider pinching yourself. Surely this must be a dream.
"Wednesday? Ummmmm.... what are you doing here?"
"I came to apologize."
Okay now you were sure you were dreaming. You look around before pinching yourself.
"I must be living in the matrix."
You say before looking around again. Not sure if this is true reality. Silence envelopes both of you as Wednesday stares realizing she's never truly had to apologize. Especially not of her own volition. She's stumped on what to say or do but you don't wait long scoffing you begin to walk past the ravenette.
"If this is your way of apologizing spare me."
Wednesday stays quiet denying herself the mean and witty response knowing it wouldn't help her situation as she starts to form words in her brain she follows you past a dead section of the garden three planters tucked away in the middle of the garden that you don't even glance at as you continue foreward. Wednesday pauses for a moment taking in the uncared for section in contrast to the overly cared for garden before moving to quickly catch up with you.
"(Y/N) I apologize for my previous actions. As surprising as it may be I have not realized the fault until now. You are more than my pawn but I have failed to treat you as such. So I hope you can forgive me."
You merely hum in response not taking your eyes off the planter you stood infront of.
"Ok Wednesday."
You dig your figures in the soil trying to decide what would look best in the array of colors before you. Wednesday can tell her words have little affect and the fact that she may of already lost you causes her stomach to unsettle. Not easily detered she sticks around watching you mend the soil before speaking up again.
"That patch back there full of dead plants, why did you walk right past it? You seem very keen on keeping everything else in the garden grown and healthy."
You jump when she speaks honestly surprised that she was still there.
"Ummmm.."
You hesitate before releasing a sigh and turning to face Wednesday.
"It was a patch of flowers I grew for you when we first began our relationship. I grew them in the beginning as a gift symbolizing the start of our bond. I was going to show them to you the first time I invited you to the garden but as your rejections grew harsher and the light of what our relationship truly was shined brighter..... I stopped caring for the flowers. Now the bushes are barren and dead yet still as symbolic as ever."
You release another sad sigh eyes dropping to the ground before turning back towards the soil.
"If you don't mind Wednesday I'd like to be alone. I'm sure you have more important matters to attend to."
More important. The words Wednesday used everytime you've invited her to the garden. Everytime you've asked to spend time together in Jericho. Everytime you've tried to have conversation about anything other than her current obsession. Everytime you tried to engage her in a subject or activity revolving around you. She'd made you feel unimportant.
"No I don't."
Wednesday pauses a moment unhappy with how unstable her voice sounded.
"While I have failed to prove it in the past you are the most important thing in my life. I...... care for you deeply and I do not wish for our relationship to be forgetten, barren, and dead. This is all new to me..... these feelings, this bond.... but I won't allow myself to be held back by my lack of knowledge. So I will sit here all night if I have to. Today, tomorrow, and the next if that is what it takes for you to forgive me."
Your vision becomes cloudy as tears form in your eyes, the once grey sky becoming dark with clouds and as the first drop falls so does your first tear. This was all you ever wanted, effort. Tears fall as your heart pounds in your chest after finally being showed you meant something to the Addams girl and if that wasn't enough the feeling of a hand wrapping around your forarm was.
"I'm sorry mon cher."
Another apology things that were unknown from Wednesday Addams coupled with physical contact something you'd never experienced from the girl.
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Summary: You shop for the last item you need in your nursery with your wife.
Pairing: fem!Reader x g!pNatasha
Warnings: None, this is pure fluffy fluffy just a short snippet because I'm feeling soft.
AN: If you're with someone long term, intentions of meeting family and maybe taking it to the next level. And them and their family speak another language at home. Learn that language don't be a dumb American. English is a dumb hard language. Don't assume others speak it take the steps so that you can communicate with them.
You rubbed the swell of your stomach as you walked around the store. The comforting motion having become a habit since you began your third trimester. Your baby was restless as your due date neared and now with just three short weeks left of pregnancy you found yourself eagerly awaiting your childs birth. You couldn't wait to meet the baby you'd grown inside you but you also couldn't wait for your back to have a break and to say a sentence without running out of breath. You stopped in front of a comfortable looking recliner, it was a sage green which would go perfectly with your gender neutral nursery. The gender of your baby to be a surprise per Natasha's request. The chair looked comfortable and you honestly couldn't think of anything better than sitting down. Turning the chair to look at the price you nod while contemplating. Sitting in the chair you let go of an audible sigh your swollen feet thanking you for giving them a break as you visibly relax into the chair your wife who'd stopped when she noticed you hesitating giggles.
"Comfortable lyubov?"
You hum in response hands never leaving your stomach.
"Eto prekrasno, vam ne kazhetsya?" (It's perfect, don't you think?)
Natasha smiles wide at you with those mushy eyes she's had since the first day of your pregnancy.
"Yes it would go great in the corner by the window."
You nod in agreement. Letting out a grunt as you stand Natasha's hand flies to your lower back rubbing in soothing motions as you continue to regard the chair.
"Lets get it."
You decide and Natasha nods eager to fulfill your every wish. After purchasing the chair Natasha loads it into your truck before driving home. You feel bad as Natasha single handedly works the chair in the house but anytime you try to help you are quickly swatted away. Once the chair is inside the nursery you smile happily. The green matching perfectly with the rest of the room. In an instant tears are in your eyes coming down your cheeks in a stream you can't control.
"Stupid hormones."
You grumble as you wipe your face. Natasha smiles kissing your cheeks before placing a light kiss on your lips wrapping her arms around you. You wrap your arms around her neck hand running in her hair as you smile.
"It's beautiful lyubov, I can't wait for this next chapter with you."
Natasha whispers while leaning her forehead against yours.
"What did I ever do to deserve you?"
You respond embracing this moment. Thanking the universe for the being that is Natasha Romanoff.
"Spill a drink on me while drunk at a bar in New York."
You laugh loudly as Natasha reminds you of how you two met. Not one of your shining moments.
Could you do a fic about Alpha!Nat mating and breeding Omega!reader, but Nat doesn’t think she’s good enough so when reader goes to nat to tell her she’s pregnant Nat cuts her off and tells reader that she was just In rut and that it meant nothing to her, so reader runs away. But then she runs into Nat 3yrs later at a café, and then you can choose how everything goes from there just a happy ending please
We Should Of Been
Pairing: Omega fem!reader x Alpha!Natasha
Warnings: 18+ MINORS DNI NSFW. Angst, Fluff. Implied black reader but no characteristics ever described.
AN: I hope you like this it took me a bit longer because I immediately thought of the perfect angst ending, so it was hard for me to make this a happy one. I only changed where they meet three years later cause a single mom isn't very likely to be caught in a cafe.
Alt Ending
You were so beautiful. That's all Natasha could think everytime she saw you. Previous to your pressence she'd never even given an omega a second glance the desire to mate assumed to be trained out of her by the red room. But when Sam brought you to the compound one day everything changed. The visit was harmless you were an upcoming nuclear scientist with the dream of one day meeting and working with Bruce Banner and Sam was a cocky man out to claim the title of best cousin ever. You hadn't wasted time being star struck by the compound or the Avengers within walking through the building as if it was any other office. You didn't stop to greet the team only pausing a moment to hypothesize about Jarvis. Natasha's sure if she hadn't needed to deliver a paper to the lab she'd never even laid eyes on you, and what a crime that'd of been. Crossing the threshold she froze momentarily, your pressence not only a surprise but a distraction. Her eyes stuck on you taking in your features, your voice, your smile. Natasha couldn't remember the last time she felt heat in her cheeks or a nervous turn in her stomach. After she approached interrupting your conversation as politely as she could you merely smiled and said hello before turning back to the matter at hand. The warmth in her cheeks turned into a burn and her usually steady hands became clamy. Not long after you left that day Natasha couldn't hide her curiosity finding her way back down to the lab to ask Bruce just who you were exactly. It was a week before Natasha saw you again. You'd returned for Banner's opinions on your project having changed things according to his previous suggestions. You walked out of the elevator like you owned the building passing by the Alpha without even a second glance. Her eyes were glued to you warmth coming on in her cheeks as she watched you pass.
"Nat... Natasha!"
Clint yelled as Natasha's water began to overflowed onto the table in front of her. Snapping out of her trance she cursed under her breath moving to quickly clean up the area. She wants to meet you, needs too. Pacing the common room she the next day she contemplated how to approach you. Wondered what she should and would say in your presence. Would you even want to talk to her? Even give her the time?
"Excuse me."
Your familiar voice made Natasha freeze in her tracks. Her eyes glanced around the empty room before turning towards the noise. You stood there with a soft smile on your lips papers in hand and purse still on your shoulder. Warmth covered her face as she took you in and suddenly she was a nervous wreck.
"Y-yes *ehm* Yes ma'am, how can I help you?"
You smiled a little wider at her.
"No need for the ma'am, my name's (Y/N) I was wondering if I could get your help with something. I need not only a fresh perspective but also a guinea pig of sorts and Dr. Banner referred me to you."
She could kiss Bruce.
"Yes of course, what's the project?"
You laughed lightly visibly surprised by her answer.
"Wow I've never seen someone so eager to help another they don't even know. I honestly expected resistance considering the stories I've heard from my cousin but I'll chock that up to him being the head strong handful he is."
Natasha's blush deepened at how deep her crush is being thrown blatantly in her face.
"I am developing an anti-radiation suit that will absorb natural radiation in the air or body filter out the good and infuse the bad into a sort of blaster for the wearer. Dr. Banner mentioned that the design was something close to your widow bites so I was wondering if you'd take a look?"
While the question was more or less out of her grasp with Bruce and Tony having taken on the majority of her suit and weapon production Natasha still agreed unable to give up this opportunity to get to know you.
"Sure."
Over the next few months Natasha's first time crush grew to pure adoration. You were everything to the Alpha and the only person who didn't seem to know it was you. It was a simple Wednesday morning after lab runs on the suit. Natasha tried out the blaster and pretended to help with the calibration. Gripping her coat tightly due to nerves she turned back to you on her way out.
"Hey (Y/N) I know a great coffee place down the street, would you like to grab a cup with me?"
You looked up from your computer meeting soft eyes.
"I'd hate to take up more of your day than I already have. You go have a great time I promise the suit is almost done then you'll be free of my pestering."
Natasha fought back a grimace at your rejection. Again. Was she doing it wrong? She was sure she'd paid close attention to all of Clints advice.
"Have a great rest of your day then."
With that the red head turned and left retreating to the compound. Once there she immediately sought out Clint not knowing what else to do.
"I just don't get it. Am I asking wrong?"
The older alpha couldn't help the smile and soft chuckle as he watched the younger one pace. Thinking back to his younger days.
"No, a girl like (Y/N) is so caught up in her work she can miss the simple things right in front of her."
"Its true."
Sam tuned in from the kitchen, even he was feeling bad for the alpha.
"I bet (Y/N) doesn't even realize you're into her."
The red head let out a frustrated huff hands gripping her hair. Forget all this advice and subtly. Next week she was going to be blunt with you. While the red head was determined to make your next interaction work your cousin was not inclined to wait as long. The next day Sam strolled into your office unannounced not even knocking on the large door before entering despite the risk.
"And to what do I owe the pleasure?"
You said clearly displeazed with his abrupt entrance.
"I'm here to point out the obvious to the smartest girl I know."
That made you giggle turning to give him your full attention you cross your arms.
"And what might that be?"
"That a certain alpha who works with you once a week as your lab assistant is crushing on you something aweful."
You laughed audibly this time.
"Natasha? You're kidding. She only sees me as a colleague."
"She has asked you out; and I mean this literally, eight times. She asked you out yesterday for crying out loud. How can someone so smart be so oblivious?"
"No she...."
You pause truly thinking back on the moments Natasha'd invited you places. Remembering her nervous posture. Her let down face at your same response. Remembering how everytime your fingers brushed she blushed or how everytime you smiled at her she stared. She'd always been eager to help you with your project even from the beginning. Thinking on it even then she'd been a blushing mess right in front of you. Your eyes widen in sudden realization.
"Finally."
Sam announces as you raise your hand to cover your dropped jaw.
"Oh my gosh."
"Exactly."
Sam said and suddenly you felt a wave of anxiety wash over you.
"I never thought..... How could I of been...... And she always asked......"
You let go of a sigh rubbing your temples before standing abruptly.
"I have to go see her. She's such a sweetheart and I've been unknowingly rejecting her time and time again. I'm such a dope."
"You said it cousin."
You frown punching him in the arm causing him to flinch.
"Hey what the-"
"Just because I said it doesn't mean you agree dumbass."
The two of you continue to bicker like the siblings you basically were the entire ride to the compound. Your walk to the common room is quick asking Jarvis to summon Natasha to the area politely you think of what you should say. You feel heat in your cheeks due to pure embarrassment shaking your head at yourself.
"Hey (Y/N)."
Natasha's surprised voice rings in your ear and you turn and smile at her.
"Hey Natasha. Listen I want to start off by apologizing. For all my knowledge in science I can't seem to match it in social skills. Believe it or not I've been completely oblivious to your advances until just now I truly thought you only saw me as a co-worker but.... if that offer for coffee is still up in the air, I'd love to go out with you."
Natasha's whole face was on fire after your little speech. Unable to form words she quickly nodded before clearing her throat.
"Of course let me grab my coat."
It's only your sixth date when you go into heat. Natasha was the best. Caring, attentive, patient maybe that's what made you go into your heat a week early or maybe it was the ways her muscles flexed as she pulled herself out of the pool infront of you bending over your body to grab a towel from your shared stack causing your eyes to roam while you locked your bottom lip between your teeth but either way telltale signs of your heat began
to flood your body. By the following day you'd fully succumbed keeping it to yourself in an attempt not to rush your new alpha you locked youself in your apartment letting your boss know before tossing and turning in your own bed. Natasha was happy no she was extatic, elated, floating. Words couldn't descibe how happy she's been this past month with you. She'd always imagined what it'd be like to have you as her partner but the reality of it was so much better. Pulling up to your lab with a budle of red roses riding the euphoria she's been feeling for days she couldn't believe how excited she was to see you. Smiling softly to herself as she made her way into the building she wasn't allowed to get far stopped quickly by the kind beta at the front desk.
"Ms. Romonoff! I'm sorry Dr. (Y/L/N) isn't in today."
An eyebrow rose on the Alpha but she nodded thanking the beta all the same. You hadn't mentioned you wouldn't be in, you were always in your lab. Beginning to worry she quickly dialed Bruce who luckily answered after only two rings.
"Hello?"
"Do you have a meeting today with (Y/N)?"
"No our meetings are usually Thursday but she actually just called this morning and cancelled this week."
"Thanks."
Now Natasha was panicking. If she'd been using her logical brain she probably would of been able to piece together why you suddenly weren't at work and cancelled on Bruce only this week. But she wasn't, the first person she's cared for on a deeper level since the red room suddenly disappearing only caused huge red flags to pop up in Natasha's mind. Rushing to your apartment that she shouldn't even know the location of she couldn't help the way her leg jumped nervously and how her hands uncomfortablly gripped the steering wheel.
Please be ok. Please be ok.
Natasha wasn't going to let anything happen to you, she couldn't. When she arrived at your apartment she didn't even bother with the flowers ignoring the elevator to take the steps two at a time. She made it to the fourth floor in record time heart bumping and short breaths coming out of her quickly. Drawing her weapon she knocked on the door three times before beginning a count down in her mind.
5....4....3....2....
You cracked open your door slowly, not expecting visitors and honestly not in a state for small talk. Your eyes doubled in size when you saw the red head on the other side while Natasha let go the loudest sigh of relief you've ever heard. Pushing past your door with ease she invites herself in wrapping you in a tight hug that clouded your thoughts entirely.
"I'm so glad your okay. I wanted to surprise you at work but you weren't there and Bruce told me you cancelled this week I thought the worst."
You weren't exactly sure what she meant by that but you didn't care your alpha was here. You took a deep breath in of her scent eyes dialating at the smell. Arms coming up to hold her close hand slipping into her hair. You wanted her, needed her.
"For someone so smart it's hard to believe you couldn't come up with a logical solution as to why me. An omega. Cancelled her plans for a week."
Suddenly Natasha noticed your strong scent in the apartment, your near naked appreance, the whimpers you kept letting go in her ear.
"I didn't say anything because I didn't want to rush this but you came to me anyway alpha."
Red flushed Natasha's cheeks as she began to strain against her pants. For a moment she felt stupid so easily pushed into a state of panic but that moment faded as your nails lightly scratched at her scalp pulling her attention back to you.
"My alpha."
Its was a whisper one you let go into her neck but a trigger for Natasha all the same. She needed you, wanted you, had to have you. You were hers and hers alone.
"My omega."
Natasha whispered back placing her nose against your scent gland as she kickes the door shut behind her. Something primal inside Natasha ached for you, she needed you closer. Her roaming hands gripped at you as yours did the same.
"Alpha. Alpha. Alpha."
You whisper taking in her pressence her feel. You've never had an alpha this close during your heat. Honestly you hadn't even considered this a moment that would happen to you. Never thought you'd find a mate like all your friends and family had.
"Mine."
Was all Natasha could respond. She backed you into your couch not romantic but in your collective states neither of you cared. You aren't sure how either of you stripped but you were aware of the drug like euphoria Natasha's skin on yours was giving you. Your hands couldn't stop moving rubbing, touching, and squeezing at every piece of Natasha you could reach. Natasha returned your touches in kind her soft lips pressing against every part of your body before pressing into your own. The kiss was feverish, needy. The contact was enough to make you moan into her mouth causing her length to harden painfully. Your body began to lift against Natasha's in search of friction.
"More."
You weren't sure what you wanted, what you needed more of. You just knew there was something missing.
"My beautiful little omega."
Natasha whispered against your lips moaning out as she began to run her member through your slick.
"Gonna make you my gorgeous mate, gonna fill you with my pup."
You nodded in eager response, nothing had ever seemed more right than this moment.
"Please."
Natasha begins to enter you slowly. Stretching you out in a way none of your dildos ever have. You moan loudly tightly grabbing the back of the red heads neck and pulling her into a seering kiss one she returns eagerly. The moment is all heat and skin. Natasha's hips pound into you on their own accord. Your eyes roll back signalling your first release but it isn't enough for Natasha. She continues her pace like a woman possessed and before you can comprehend your cumming again almost violently.
"Yes omega just like that."
Natasha takes you in, your gorgeous face, stomach full of her. She's going to make you a mother fill you with her pup. Her mate all hers. You feel the heat before you see her face. Natasha's release pushes you into a third of your own.
"My alpha."
You whisper again.
.......
The days that follow as Natasha falls out of her ruts haze she begins to doubt. Sitting on the quinjet on the way to Siberia she can't help but wonder if she's actually ready for this, even deserves it. She has red in her ledger, alot of it and a few months ago she wouldn't of even considered mating. With anyone. How could she be a mother? How could she be a mate? How could she be what you deserved? The week in the cold did nothing but push her further away from you taking her back to her days in the red room which then took her back to her dark past. She couldn't do this. Not with you, you would never live a full life, constantly on the move never safe never happy. You deserve more, more than Natasha can give you. Three weeks later upon her return you await with others on the landing pad. So excited you can't help but bounce the positive pregnancy test burning a whole in your pocket. You were nervous this was the first time you'd see your alpha since your heat and with big news as well but you shouldn't be she was your alpha. Yours. As the quinjet landed your heartbeat quickened to an alarming pace. You bounced on your toes eyes eagerly searching for the soft ones you'd come to dream of. Instead you were greeted by a different alpha though physically the same her body language was different she looked cut off, not meeting your eye. Her exterior seemed hardened. You approached her cautiously, you'd never been here after a mission not even for Sam but you were sure the emotional tole had to be high.
"Welcome back."
Your soft voice sent pain through Natasha. You being here meant what she was about to do was truly about to happen.
"I..."
"(Y/N) listen....."
In an instant you shut down. You should of know better.
"What happened the other night was a mistake. I was distracted by my rut and..."
You grip the pregnancy test in your pocket so tight you're surprised it doesn't break.
"No need to finish. I get it, I should of known better."
You say before walking off. You kept your head held high refusing to let Natasha see the tears you so badly wanted to let go. Your words only cut Natasha depper than her own already were. What had she just done?
.........
Three Years Later
Natasha tied her long red hair back in a loose ponytail as she walked out of her trailer saying a passing goodbye to her cat. The drive into town was long her dark thoughts able to creep up as the time passed on. Exiting her car she entered the small local grocery store. The trip being a necessity otherwise she wouldn't of bothered leaving her safe house. She went up and down the isles grabbing canned foods for both her and her cat. Items that were long lasting so that another trip like this wouldn't have to happen for months. As she turned down the isle full of cereal a young girl catches her attention. Something about her was familiar as she stood studying the cereal alot more complex than someone her age should. Natasha couldn't help the small smile on her face as she appraoched the girl.
"Need some help?"
Green eyes turned to look up at her the little girls face holding a perplexed look.
"Mommy says I can only get one cereal but I don't know which one."
"Hmmmm"
Natasha hums pretending to be just as perplexed as the little girl.
"Well which cereal is your favorite?"
"I like fruify pebbles but mommy like captain cruch."
"Hmmmm that does seem hard. Well who do you love more yourself or your mommy."
"I love mommy bunches."
"Well I guess you should get Captain Crunch."
The girl smiles in response and in that moment a voice Natahsa never thought she'd hear again rings through the small grocery store.
"Avery. Come on love, Did you pick a cereal? I have to get home to start dinner."
Natasha can't help but be mesmerized by your form as you turn the corner eyes not looking up from your phone and basket as you appear to double check all your shopping items.
"I picked your favorite mommy. A nice lady helped me."
Avery says as she carries the box over to you. You smile putting your phone away as you take the box from your little bundle of joy.
"That's great baby, did you tell the nice lady thank......"
Your voice fades as you look up to see the one face you hopped to never see again.
"(Y/N) it's really you."
The red head in front of you whispers and you clamp your mouth shut face hardening.
"Come on Avery its time to go."
You turn your cart around quickly lifting your two year old in your arms.
"(Y/N) wait!"
Natasha moves around her own cart frantic to get to you.
"Please wait."
She moves to grab your arm and you violently jerk from her grip stoppinv your cart to hold your daughter closer.
"What Natasha?"
Natahsa stares. Taking in every detail of the face she was sure she'd never see again. You were just as beautiful as you'd been three years ago.
"(Y/N)...... words can't even begin to express how sorry I am. I wanted you as my mate, I still want you as my mate but I had red on my ledger I was being tracked by the red room. The day I showed up at your apartment I thought that the one person I ever cared about on a deeper level the red room had gotten to. I didn't want to leave you, to separate from you but I couldn't risk putting you in danger. I couldn't risk loosing you. There hasn't been a day that I haven't thought about you. I'd always hoped you would move on and find happiness and I'm glad you did..."
Natasha wiped tears from her own eyes. Tears she had no right to be letting loose.
"You said the red room was after you.... implying that they're not anymore."
"No I... I took them down with my long lost sister believe it or not...."
Natasha said through a wet laugh.
"But that's a story all in its own and I believe you said you had to get home to make dinner."
As the red head goes to turn you let go a sigh of your own and kiss your daughters head.
"I never found happiness..... the only happiness in my life was delivered to me by you."
Your grip on Avery tightens as Natasha turns back around clearly confused.
"Natasha, meet your daughter, Avery Wilson Romanoff."
Natasha's jaw drops as fresh tears spring to her eyes. What more than fate could of led you here together, after everything she'd been through what would of brought you to this little town in the middle of no where with her daughter none the less other than fate. She wasn't going to ignore it twice. It was her turn to be happy. Y'alls turn.
Hi!! Oh my gosh seeing you posting again was such a huge joy and surprise for me I’m so glad to read your new work!!!
I was wondering if you could write a wanda maximoff x fem!reader ABO fic where either Wanda or reader are new to the team with a whole bunch of pining where they eventually figure out that they are each others mate? You can make either Wanda or reader alpha/omega!
It’s super okay if you aren’t feeling this request, either way I’m so excited to read more of the amazing work you share with us!!!
Hiiiii! So I got super carried away with this and I originally intended for this to be mean emo Wanda but sweet soft Wanda took over, I hope you enjoy! 💗
Pairing: alphag!p Wanda x omega fem! spyReader
Warning: Sickeningly Sweet, 18+ MINOR DNI NSFW NSFW
AN: Wanda 🥰
You'd only been on the team for a year when the mess with Ultron happened. It all happened so fast, you could barely process everything happening around you before something new would arise. Sitting across from Natasha sipping coffee as you spied on the twin alphas you felt the most relaxed you had in weeks. Natasha kept glancing their way while your focus stayed on her, two people staring was more suspicious than one. You and the red head proved to be a good team over the past year. Two omega spies flying under everyones radar. The world still assumed the Black Widow a one woman show and no one would ever believe her to be an omega. The breeze felt nice on your back, bringing a hand up to tuck your hair behind your ear before looking down at your coffee.
"This has been a real shit show eh?"
Your voice held a familiar accent one you'd grown used to using under your many aliases. Natasha's eyes returned to you as she sipped her own drink.
"Not anymore than usual."
You hummed in response eyes wondering to the innocent civilians around you. Sipping your own cup you wonder if life would be better among them. Oblivious to the realities of the world to caught up in your own day to day menial task. The weight of this job seemed to weigh a bit heavier on your shoulders everyday, the question of wether the people you save amounts to the people you don't plaguing.
"S toboy vse v poryadke?" (Are you alright?)
The red head ask and you nod eyes returning to hers.
"Tired, it seems everytime we try to relax something detrimental in the world happens. I wonder what it would do without us."
A small chuckle escapes Natasha despite the truth in your words, her eyes shooting to the pair on her right once more. Though not a 'graduate' of the red room you hold your own tramatic story. Experimented on in the basement of Oscorp for years you'd been turned into a lab rat by the corpo bastards that owned the building. You'd escaped only three years ago, changed. Transformed into a human machiene, non-aging, ridiculously strong with a sirens song. You did the only thing you could and played the cards you were delt. Seducing mediocre alphas out of millions before any one even got a whiff of your existence but you could truly only thank Natasha for that. It wasn't until Natasha was taken down but the Black Widow kept striking that shield realized there was more than met the eye. It was Tony himself that went undercover to catch you and honestly had he not been an Avenger with intel he would of ended up caught himself. Another rich egotistical alpha who thought himself on top of the world. You didn't go down easy and spent a week in a cell before even uttering a word. In retrospect it all seems silly now you often think about how much time you wasted fighting the people who wanted nothing more than to help you. Eyes lifting to Natasha's face you can't help but feel greatful for the opportunity she's given you to help others like you.
"They're on the move."
You hum in acknowledgment before finishing off your drink mind finally wondering to the matter at hand. Your mission was recruitment nothing more. Ultron having been made unreasonably strong by the twins he somehow came to be in alliance with. You'd gained enough information merely listening in on their conversation, so you and Natasha retreated returning to the group in order to solidify your advances. Standing in time with Natasha you link your arm in hers smiling before chatting away about absolutely nothing in russian. Missing the way a certain alpha glanced your way when your scent drifted down wind. It only took twenty four hours for everything to go to shit almost a record breaker in your books. Ultron whineded up to be nothing after the male alpha was nere fatally injured the red headed woman taking care of him like clockwork. Luckily your team stood nearby able to quickly extract the alpha towards safety and medical attention. You worked efficiently getting him secured before moving to help the rest of your team fight off Ultron's bots and it isn't until the end when you stand with the support of Thor that you realize the red headed alpha had come with you. Returning to the compound there is tension on the quinjet. The group unsure what to do with the twin alphas who quite literally just tried to murder them and it causes you to roll your eyes.
"You could at least not talk about them as if they aren't right there."
You scold before moving towards the pair. The red head having been unmoving crouched over her unconscious brother.
"Privet." (Hello.)
You say making yourself known as you approach the alpha causing her to glance up at you.
"On dolzhen polnost'yu vyzdorovet'." (He should make a full recovery.)
You speak in a whisper trying to be soft.
"YA uveren, chto on ne khotel by, chtoby vy bespokoilis'." (I'm sure he wouldn't want you to worry.)
The woman merely returns her eyes to the unconscious man below her.
"Will you lock us up? Treat us once again like dogs?"
Your eyebrows raise and your posture straightens.
"No of course not, everyone deserves a second chance. You believed you were fighting for the right thing, there are many on this team who have been in a similar circumstance. Do not believe simply because we are labeled supergeroi that none of us have a dark past." (Superheroes)
With that you take your leave allowing the woman to be with her loved one. Upon returning to the compound you go into seclusion, you needed a break both mentally and physically. Just a few days where the world wasn't ending and it was entirely up to you to save it. Six days later you emerge slightly re-energized and fresh ready for the next catastrophe. The first place you visit is the gym already hearing Natasha's scolding on breaking your routine as you pass the common room you see the two twins on the couch alone. In this light you see them both clearly, while they hold the title twin they couldn't look more different. You study them both your eyes lingering on the red head. She was an attractive alpha, very attractive. You hear the tv playing but don't recognize the program they have on. Detouring into the room you catch their attention waving as you approach.
"Hello, I am rather embarrassed to say we never formally met. I am (Y/N) nice to meet you both."
You bow your head in greeting sending them a bright smile and both of them seem to freeze obviously caught off guard by your friendly approach. The male recovers first standing up before bowing his head back and sticking out his hand.
"Pietro, and that is my sestra Wanda."
You recognize his accent reaching to grip his hand in yours.
"A pleasure, I hope you two are adjusting well."
It isn't until then his sister jumps up a slight flush on her cheeks.
"It has been familiar, we are rather alienated but that is how it has always been."
You hum in response fighting back the disappointment in your expression.
"Don't fret, we are a group of antisocial extroverts forced to be in a group setting. Well expect for Tony but it just takes us all time to engage and meet new people, they will come around before long."
You finish with a smile.
"Have you two at least been taken care of? Food, water, lodging?"
They nod simultaneously and its enough for you.
"Good well I'm off to the gym, don't be strangers."
With that you leave not taking note of the full face flush on the woman's face.
"Kto-nibud' nashel svoyu sestru-omegu?" (Has someone found their omega sister?)
Pietro says in a teasing tone and Wanda punches him in the shoulder muttering at him to shut up. The moment you cross the threshold of the gym you flinch.
"Nu posmotrite, kto eto." (Well look who it is.)
"Can we skip past the part where you scold me so I can just apologize?"
You ask turning to meet Natasha's sharp gaze.
"Will your muscles magically regain their mass?"
"No."
You sigh accepting your defeat beginning to stretch as Natasha begins her speech on commitment. It is another four days before everyone finally comes around to the twins slotting them in as if theyed been there since the beginning just as they had you. Walking towards the gym you release a content sigh, a full ten days since the world seemed as though it'd collapse. What bliss. Quickly looking up your eyes fantically search for some wood unwilling to risk jinxing yourself.
"Dobroye utro." (Good morning.")
You hear from behind turning to be greeted by Wanda.
"Good morning indeed. Off for your morning cuppa are you?"
You ask and Wanda merely nods in response fighting back a yawn.
"Not a morning person?"
You ask with a smile walking beside Wanda.
"Not at all."
She says somewhat grumpily.
"Then what are you doing up at six a.m?"
You ask with a laugh and Wanda has to fight back a blush. She couldn't admit that she woke up at this time merely to see you every morning but what could she say.
"I like to cook but I'm not very good at it.... so I practice early before the others wake up."
The words spill out of her mouth quickly unable to think of anything better and you beam your white smile at her.
"Well how about tomorrow you sleep in till eight then I can help you learn, I am an amazing cook. I even know how to make some traditional dishes."
Wanda can't help the flush that comes to her face this time and it makes you feel a tingle inside.
"Okay."
The red head responds and you nod giving her arm a little reassuring squeeze as you come upon the kitchen.
"Good luck dorogoy." (Dear)
You say before continuing onto the gym and Wanda is sure her face matches her hair. Sure enough the next morning Wanda doesn't head towards the kitchen instead she spends the morning pacing her room anxiety ridden. You'd said for her to sleep in but how could she when you agreed to spend alone time with her. She couldn't tell Pietro and deal with his repeated teasing so she kept the information in slowly but surely having a meltdown. As she paced she played with her hair, bit her finger, twiddled her thumbs. God she couldn't do this. She'd literally been an experiment for Hydra and never felt this nervous in her life. The time passed quickly. To quickly. Right as she truly began to spiral there was a knock at her door, eyes shooting to the clock she realizes its already eight o'clock. Brushing off her clothes quickly before taking a few deep breaths and recuperating she opens her door. The moment her eyes land on you it all seems for naught, your hair is tied back. You wear tights and a tshirt covered by an apron. Your eyes spakle matched by your bright smile and Wanda feels herself melt a bit.
"I figured you'd meet me in the kukhnya." (Kitchen)
You say with a giggle and Wanda becomes a tomato realizing its not only eight but eight eleven.
"I'm sorry I slept in and lost all track of time."
You hum with a smile clearly not mad at all before turning to be on your way.
"All is fine I just didn't want to start without you."
Wanda follows behind you closing her door quickly. Her eyes wonder your body not being able to help staring at your ass.
"Ty slushayesh'?" (Are you listening?)
Wanda's eyes shoot up attention back on your voice.
"I asked what your favorite dish is."
"Oh um I love traditional pirozhki, my mother used to make them just slightly burnt at the edges. The taste reminds me of home."
You turn and smile softly her way.
"Perfect then that's what we will make, cooking can seem overwhelming but it isn't as scary as many think. I always recommend learning to cook for yourself first because it is much easier than cooking for others."
In the kitchen you gather the suppiles, you cooked often so the ingredients for this dish were easily found.
"I'll have you make the dough, it is all simply measurements so I'll do no more than verbal instructions."
You say as you prepare the area for Wanda.
"Here put this on, gotta protect your clothes and tie your hair back no one wants hair in their food."
Handing the apron to Wanda while standing by waiting. You bite your lip as you watch her. Running her fingers through silky red locks before pulling it up exposing her neck to you. She wore grey sweatpants and a baggy t. The sweatpants doing little to hide the member between her legs and you press your thighs together pleasurably. Wanda on the other hand was trying to think about how to see this lie through. She was an amazing cook, taking the responsibility of her brother from a young age. How was she going to play clueless. She should of at least said a dish she truly wasn't aware of how to make but when you asked her favortie food she couldn't help but answer honestly. You talked Wanda through the steps praising her for being a natural when the dough came out well. Leaving it to make the filling.
"What did your mom fill hers with? I do a simple meat and rice mixture since it goes along with my bulk."
Wanda nods along as she listens debating a moment before responding.
"Lets make them like yours, I've never had them any other way and I'd be eager to try."
You smile brightly at the alpha before nodding in response. Again you talk her through it always believing hands on with clear instruction was the best way to learn any skill. It gave the student mutiple ways to intake the information and made it harder to forget. Once the process is complete you help Wanda cut and stuff the dough, this part of the process being the longest and most tedious. You leave her to fry them as she likes since she'd mentioned her mom let them cook a bit longer and instead move to clean around her. Never a fan of a messy workspace. You hum as you clean, mindlessly really. It seems a tune that always floats around you. One Wanda is sure she's heard you hum before. By the time Wanda is done cooking you've cleaned the kitchen and are able to sit down and enjoy the meal with her. Of course the moment doesn't last and before either of you can even take a bite the smell of food draws in hungry Avengers.
"Mne vsegda nravitsya, kogda ty gotovish'." (I always love when you cook.)
Natasha says entering first, the smell of traditional food equivalent to a cat with its automatic feeder. Steve, Bruce, Tony, and Sam all slowly trickle in after stomachs growling audibly making you laugh.
"I suppose if I didn't cook every once in a while no one would eat around here hmmm?"
The group shares a laugh as they line up one by one to make plates.
"But in all honesty this meal is thanks to Wanda not me, I merely talked her through the steps."
Wanda can't hide the pink that dust her cheeks and all is going well until a certain twin walks in.
"Pirozhki! You always cook the best food sestra."
The blonde kisses his sisters head as he passes by and you can't help the eyebrow that raises in response.
"Always hmmm?"
You hum and Wanda is saved by the entrance of Thor who could of eaten the entire helping had he got here first.
"Mighty (Y/N) your meals are always most invigorating."
You smile at the God and try not laugh when you see his downcast face once he realizes he is the last one to show. Wiping your face after you finish you excuse yourself it was already nearing noon and you still hadn't even looked at the moutain of paperwork on your desk. Wanda watches you go. Over the next three weeks you and Wanda grow closer she begins training with you and Natasha in the mornings and you read with her sometimes in the afternoons, you don't question her about Pietro's comment after your cooking fiasco and Wanda never says anything about it because that woukd mean admitting to you that she was desperate to spend time with you.
"Soo?"
Natasha ask as the two of you jog around the gardens. It was early afternoon in fall, the cool winds combating your rising body heat making the jog enjoyable.
"Nothing."
"Yebat' will she ever make a move?" (Fuck)
You merely shrug.
"I don't know, I'll start showing signs of heat by the end of the week if that doesn't trigger her there's no hope."
Natasha laughs at that.
"Tak khochetsya al'fu, da?" (So eager for an alpha eh?)
"Not just any alpha, Wanda."
The week passes slowly and as the weekend gets closer your pheromones get stronger. The team knew your heat was approaching as they kept a calander for the Alphas so they could know when to distance, well everyone except Wanda apparently. Its Thursday night by the time she's had enough of your distance and decides to ask why you aren't at the table for dinner with the rest of the team.
"Where's (Y/N), I swear I haven't seen her all week."
Natasha sends a small smirk Wanda's way before Steve speaks up.
"Her heat is approaching so she is keeping extra distance for everyones saftey, she should come back around a week or so from today."
Pink hue coats Wanda's cheeks as the thought of you in heat takes over her mind and the pink only gets darker as her hard on begins to form in her pants. Her mind plummets into thoughts about your slick, and body. Thoughts about filling you with her seed and you being full with her pups causes her to be embarrassed by how hard she's become. If not for the table her bulge would be hard to miss. Wanda remains in a fog for the rest of dinner try as she might she couldn't get her mind off mating you and as everyone stands to part ways she remains seated making the excuse that she'd clean up the kitchen. Wanda strained painfully against her pants she could almost smell you now.
Rubbing your sides you walk towards the kitchen dinner should be over by now and you're starving. You need to get as many calories in as you can before you succumb to your heat tomorrow. The pain was slowly starting to set in and you'd be lying if you said you were looking foreward to the next seven days. You let out a groan as you turn the corner a sudden sharp pain stabbing your side. As you enter the threshold of the kitchen goosebumps rise on your skin the familiar smell of Wanda infultrating your nose before your eyes lock with the alphas. You're almost sure you see Wanda begin to tremble but you quickly begin to back away.
"I'm sorry I thought everyone would be gone by now."
You go to retreat from the kitchen and Wanda stands so quickly her chair falls behind her. In a second she's in your face grabbing you softly by the jaw making you look at her.
"Omega."
She whispers as she sniffs at you rubbing her nose against your cheek before falling to your scent gland.
"Mate."
She whispers again and you chirp. Your omega finally satisfied being acknowledged by your alpha. For a few minutes nothing happens, the two of you stand there relishing eachothers presence. You chirp at her as she lightly growls at you and you feel satisfied, whole even. Then you are painfully reminded of your situation causing you to sharply intake air and groan. Wanda growls louder at the noise of your distress and you whimper.
"It hurts."
Wanda's grip on your jaw becomes tighter, pushing you into the wall before pressing her own body against yours.
"Tell me where it hurts, I'll take care you shchenok." (Puppy)
You groan again, your heat suddenly over taking your senses as a result of having your mate so close. Your hands raise to grip Wanda's arms tightly, nails digging into her skin through the fabric of her shirt.
"Need you, please. Alpha. Mate."
Your words come out as little whimpers. Your panting, you don't know why but suddenly you can't get enough air for full breaths. So caught up in Wanda you don't even process you're about to be mated in the tower kitchen but honestly you don't care either. Wanda however does she feels territorial, primal even. She needs you to herself, needs privacy with you. She'd attack anyone who might see your bare body if she mated you here. Her room was on the other side of the compound, the alpha side far from the omegas and living area but your room was just down the hall. Wanda releases your jaw hands moving down your body till she reaches the back of your thigh. You bite your lip enjoying the electricity you felt from her touch. As she picks you up you wrap your legs around her torso tightly. Her hands against your thighs causing your sex to tingle. You wrap one hand around her neck before running the other through soft red hair. You return to chirping at her, the feeling of finding your mate an overwhelmingly happy one. You rub your cheek against hers softly and the alpha lightly growls in acknowledgment. You are consumed by Wanda's presence unable to focus on anything but her. When she lays you lightly on your bed you aren't even sure where you are, you just know you're there with her. Wanda bends over you, tucking her nose into your scent gland once more and growling loudly. She needs you, needs you marked, claimed. Needs everyone to know you belong to her.
"Mate."
The word is once again a whisper but you hear it all the same. The time to romantically strip you would have to be later gripping opposite sides of the loose shirt you wore the alpha literally tears the cloth off of you exposing your bra cladded torso to her. Your breathing speeds up the intimacy of the moment undeniable as you feel Wanda begin to run her lips down your body. It was like electric shock, the currents Wanda's touch sent through your body. She magiced your bra away completely exposing your upper half and growling as her soft lips wrapped around your nipple. You moan loudly in response, it felt good too good. You could get lost in this sensation alone.
"Mine."
Wanda growls against your skin before moving along to your other nipple. Your hands grip at Wanda through her clothes before you whimper.
"Need to feel you alpha."
Wanda growls in response, her eyes glowing red as she magics away her own clothing her skin now pressing against yours. She moves back up your body mouth hovering close before she lays claim to your own. The kiss is magical, the locking of your lips causing what you could only descibe as bliss throughout your whole body. You felt like you were glowing arms and legs wrapping around the alpha tightly you were sure this must be heaven. Wanda began to grind against you through the fabric of your pants, your underwear gliding against your excessive amount of slick. You blush, embarrassed by how wet you truly are from so little foreplay but the feeling doesnt last long when Wanda growls above you. Wanda pulls your pants off your waist guiding them down your thighs just enough to expose your slick and shudders when the smell of you tingles her nostrils. She's overcome with the need to knot you, breed you as she makes her mark on your neck. But she also feels the feral need to take you, to have your slick dripping down her chin as she causes you to come apart on her tongue. Starting with the latter she pulls your pants off quickly. Breaking away from your lips to slowly kiss down your body. You take a long gasp of air eyes dialating as you watch Wanda work her way down. Your hips begin to twitch unable to stay still at the excitement of what was about to come. Wanda's hands move to firmly grip your waist holding you in place as she kisses your stomach moving lower and lower your stomach muscles flex, a wave of arousal flowing through you. When she reaches her destination her hands move to your thighs lifting them up to hold you wide open for her. You're leaking, literally and Wanda can't wait to have a taste. She dives in slurping up the excess before moving to your center. Sucking on your clit then tongue fucking you like a woman starved. Your slick quenches a thirst Wanda didn't even know she had tongue lapping at your clit before quickly moving towards your hole eager to drink up the slick as a result. It doesn't take long and under normal circumstances you're sure you would of been embarrassed but none of that matters when your muscles spasm. Back arching in the most intense orgasm you've ever experienced, your thighs shake, eyes shut, mouth open in a silent scream. Wanda doesn't stop eagerly drinking up your orgasm before wanting, no needing you to do that again. You whimper in overstimulation but don't stop your alpha, just as turned on by her need for you. You squirm against the red heads mouth a little towards her a little away, this time you last longer if only for your slight sensitivity causing time before the feeling was pleasurable again yet you cum all the same. Wanda moans loudly as you release into her mouth again. She could do this all day she's sure of it. But now as her precum begins to soak her boxers she knows its time. Lifting onto her knees between your legs red eyes glow as her pants disappear and through your haze you see her in all her glory. You reach down gripping her in your hand moaning at the size while she moans at the sensation. You pump her, an overwhelming feeling to suck her down your through the way she'd done you comes over you but Wanda quickly grabs your hand removing you from her.
"You're going to make me bust shchenok." (Puppy)
Wanda hesitates a second if only to allow her own incoming orgasm to subside, she needed to bury herself in you and it wouldn't look good for her if it ended just as quickly as it started. In the meantime she leans down over you meeting your lips in a hungry kiss the taste of you on her lips causing another wave of your own slick to pool between your legs. You push at her lower back willing her to enter you but she resist. Kissing you eagerly before breaking to kiss to move towards your scent gland, you pant quickly. Wanda's kiss having stolen all the air from your lungs.
"Mine."
Wanda whispers against you, hips beginning to grind against your slick in order to lubricate herself. You shudder in response.
"Yours alpha, take me. I want to be yours."
Wanda reaches down gripping herself in order to slowly slide into you. She's thick stretching you out in ways only she can, the burn sends waves through you and by the time she's completely sheathed you're a whimpering mess.
"Yebat' you're so tight." (Fuck)
She pulls out only to slam back into you, her pace is brutal, hips slamming against yours hitting a sweet spot you didn't even know you had repeatedly. Your moans are as loud as the sound of your wet slick sucking Wanda back in. You claw at her wanting her impossibly closer as she fucked you into next week.
"Holy fuck I'm cumming. Alpha. Alpha."
Your eyes roll back as you arch. The orgasm makes you see white and Wanda doesnt stop. You squirting fueling her ego.
"That's right shchenok. You love the way your alpha fucks you, love how deep I am in you. Look shchenok can you see me."
Wanda brings your gaze down the visible bulge in your stomach when the alpha bottoms out causing your stomach to tighten.
"I'm right here."
Wanda says as she pushes down on the bulge and you spasm again another light orgasm washing through you.
"Fuck I'm gonna fill you up, get you pregnant with my pup."
Wanda pumps into you harder, her knot slamming against your entrance as she nears her own release.
"Alpha. Alpha."
You whimper to fucked out to form any other words.
"You're gonna look so pretty swollen with my seed all mine."
You moan again as Wanda bends towards your scent gland the feel of her canines against your neck enough to almost send you over the edge. She sinks her teeth into you right as you hear a pop. Her knot having settled inside you easily combined with the blackout orgasm of your mating bite. When you come to Wanda is still knotted deep inside you. Nuzzling at your cheeks with a low growl. You chirp back to weak to do much else and Wanda hums.
"My mate, my omega."
10 months later.
You were exhausted, to say the least. A new born was a lot of work and a lot of lost sleep. Wanda wasn't here, literally dragged away for a debrief she was required to attend. If you were honest you didn't mind, she'd been slightly smothering you since you gave birth and while you loved her for it just because you gave birth didn't mean you were no longer a functioning adult. You'd been picking petty arguments since your third trimester which you always felt bad for. It was the hormones combined with being put on bedrest so you didn't get to do your job combined with sexual frustration since the doctor said it was no longer safe for intercourse. You sighed as you stepped out of the shower, now with the added insecurities about the changes in your body since pregnancy and child birth you weren't sure you even wanted Wanda to touch you. Ignoring the mirror you dry yourself before wrapping a towel around you. Exiting the bathroom right as your little baby boy woke up with soft cries. You coo at him lifting him out of his crib you lose your towel throwing it over the side in order to hold your baby against your bare chest. You were barely one month postpartum but glad to be past the part where you were in a sense literally wearing a human diaper. Your son instantly calms at the sound of your heart beat as you bounce him lightly moving to sit in your bed you lean against the headboard letting out slightly pained noises as you try and relax your overworked back. You cover your lower half with the blanket already feeling the chill of the room as you begin to hum at your son. You don't hear the door open to focused to the little boy in your arms, getting comfortable as you move him to breast feed. You hiss as he begins to work at your sore nipple but eventually relax becoming accustomed to the pain. You rub his little head of hair softly smiling at him a fullness in your heart only created by the birth of your child as Wanda makes her pressence known.
"You're so beautiful dorogaya." (Dearheart)
You bite back your own insecurities at her comment humming in response. Looking up you meet Wanda's piercing eyes before meeting her lips in a kiss.
"I mean it dorogaya or have you forgotten I can hear your thoughts."
You can't help but frown not used to not being able to keep secrets.
"But...."
"Ah ah ah no buts, you're even more beautiful now than the day we met. Pregnancy and childbirth has given you a glow nothing else can."
You sigh a familiar warmth filling your chest in response to Wanda's love.
"YA tebya lyublyu." (I love you)
You whisper your free hand coming to rub against Wanda's cheek.
"I ya lyublyu tebya. Forever and always." (And I love you)
