Her Widow • Natasha Romanoff x Y/N

Massage

After dinner, Y/N quickly showered and dried her hair. She's a bit tired and her body would love to go to bed and sleep, but she wants to do so something for Natasha. Throughout the rest of the day, she and Natasha spent it just talking about anything and just getting to know more about each other, they also cuddled which Y/N absolutely loves. She's clingy to people she's comfortable with.

She had to assure Natasha that it's okay for her not to wear boxers or something because she learned that Natasha uses those tight underwear to hide her bulge, and she wants nothing more but to let the redhead get at least hours of comfortable living.

After grabbing everything she needs, she went out of her room and walked to Natasha's. She knocked two times before opening the door.

"Hey, baby." Natasha smiles.

Y/N bit her lip, she confirmed it, she won't ever get used to Natasha's sweet names for her. "Hey, Nat."

"What's up? You should be getting rest." Natasha said.

"Yeah, but I just thought I'd give you a little massage before I do." Y/N smiles. "I have this lavender oil, it'll help you relax. I want you to have a good sleep."

Natasha smiles, "That's sweet. Okay, I haven't gotten a massage in my life, let's give it a go."

Y/N cheered a little and nodded her head. "Okay, I want you to take off your clothes." She said, already getting some towel to cover Natasha.

"All of it?" Natasha asked, laughing.

"Yes, I'm gonna give you a full body massage." Y/N said, "Don't worry, I'll cover your private parts with a towel."

Natasha shrugged, "Alright. Give me the towel." She said.

Y/N handed the towel and turned around so Natasha could undress.

After some shuffling here and there, the redhead told Y/N that she's done. Y/N turned around to see Natasha, laying on her stomach, the towel on her butt. She couldn't help but to admire Natasha's body, she's truly a beautiful woman.

Shaking her head, Y/N unscrew the cap of the oil and poured some in her hands and then some on Natasha's back. "Tell me if I'm hurting your bruises, okay?" She whispered.

"Okay." Natasha confirmed.

Y/N hummed and starts massaging Natasha's back. She's making sure that she puts the right pressure not to hurt Natasha and to make her feel relaxed.

Natasha hummed. "You're good."

Y/N smiles, "Just enjoy."

Y/N also massages Natasha's arms, then she took her time with her lower back. Careful not to let her hands slip too low, so she won't touch the redhead's butt. Once she's satisfied with that, she proceeds to Natasha's legs and thighs, she pour a right amount of oil and off she goes.

The room was silent and relaxing, Y/N can hear Natasha's breathing.

— After half an hour, Natasha was asleep. Y/N smiles at that, but then she needs to wake her up.

"Nat?" Y/N whispers.

"Yeah?" Natasha husks, upon being woken up.

"Sorry, I just need you to lay on your back so I could massage your front." Y/N said with a small voice.

Natasha opens her eyes, "Do you need to?"

Y/N nodded even though Natasha couldn't see her. "Yeah, why? Don't you want to? I thought I'm good?" She asked, confused.

"No, you are good, baby. It's just that... I'm naked." Natasha said.

"Oh," Y/N blushed. "I-I mean, it's okay for me. I don't mind seeing you. But if you're not comfor—"

Natasha cut Y/N off, "No, no. I'm good. I'm just thinking about you."

"I really don't mind." Y/N reassure Natasha. She doesn't, that's the truth. But she couldn't help but to think of some things— things she shouldn't.

"Should I ditch the towel, then?" Natasha asked, feeling her heart beating fast. (Why do you need to ditch the towel Ms. Romanoff?)

"Yeah, sure." Y/N said, her heart hammering into her chest. She's afraid Natasha will hear them. (Why did you agree Y/N? Well, good luck.)

"Alright then." Natasha said and she took off the towel and tossing it to the chair before she turned her body around, laying on her back. Completely and unashamedly bare.

Y/N's breath hitched.

Natasha Romanoff is a Goddess. Like God took His time sculpturing this redhead beauty, giving her all the good looks there is. She's perfect in every inch, even though she's got bruises, they only added to her beauty.

And holy fucking shit, Natasha is huge. Her member should be at least nine inches.

What am I thinking? Oh my god, look away, Y/N, look the fuck away! She scolded herself and forced herself to look away and just grabbed the oil.

Natasha, who was watching Y/N the entire time, smirks a little. She feels something inside her, but she's trying her best not to let it manifest, because she doesn't know what she will do if she let those feelings out.

But one thing's for sure, Natasha doesn't want Y/N to be just her friend.

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Author: my head hurts🤧 but anyone want a body massage?:>