The Avengers Mate Is A Street Rat

Part 9

When the rest of the avengers came in ava and loki was good and situated do to loki using his powers to make both of them fully dressed "Hi loves I know you all are probably starving dinner is almost ready" Ava said. "It's find we can just go get the kids and come back up"steve said.

TIME SKIP(to after they finished dinner and ava is now putting the kids to bed)

"Goodnight my love have the sweetest dreams ok"
"OK mama sweet dreams" the kids said.
(Play song at the top)
When the kids finally went to sleep ava softly shut the door and walked away
"FRIDAY where is natasha"
"Ms.RoMaNoVa Is DoWn StAiRs PrAcTaCiNg" FRIDAY SAID.
(TIME SKIP TO WHEN AVA GOT SOMETHING TO DRINK AND WENT TO WATCH NATASHA PRACTICE)
I sipped on my mango juice at the canteen table. Most of the walls in the Avengers facility were glass, meaning I could see into rooms other than the one I was in.Usually, I would be eating breakfast with the other Avengers, but today, I seemed to be fully alone, as everyone was preoccupied with their own things. I found myself unknowingly watching Natasha as she trained. The two of us had sparred once or twice but I wasn't allowed to use my powers. The reason I kept losing, wasn't that though. I kept losing, because every time, I would get distracted by the glint in her eyes, or the way her suit perfectly hugs her curves, or the way her breasts bounce when she lands on her feet
after a jump. "You wanna squeeze that juice box any
tighter?" Stark's voice
made me flinch.  I looked down at my hand, which was clenched tightly around my empty mango juice carton, glowing light blue from my powers. I let go quickly. "Sorry, I got distracted," I said. "No shit, Sherlock,"
Tony said. "See ya
round," "See ya," I responded. I looked back over to Natasha, who was leaving the gym, much to my dismay I didn't want to admit it, but I was disappointed. I liked loved watching her at work. I knew I liked her, I just kept pushing my feelings away. I hadn't come out to anyone, and I didn't feel ready to either. Well except from the odd few girls I hooked up with while I was out of town. I wasn't even sure what stuff I was into, I just knew that I was in love with Natasha, and I wanted her. Bad. I returned to my room, which was incredibly warm, due to the time
of year. I pulled off my shirt, and wandered around in my sports bra and shorts, tidying up my tip of a room. I got on my knees on the floor, pushing a box under the bed when my bedroom door burst open. I jolted upwards, whacking my head on the bed frame in the process. "Hey Y/N can you do my. . . ." Natasha began as she stepped into my
room. I sat back on my knees and frowned, rubbing my head."I didn't mean to make you jump," she said, before coming over to me. She had showered and dried her hair. I could tell because it was messy, but cute, how it always looked after she showered. She sat down on the bed, in front of me, and leaned
forward, stroking the red mark on my head. "Wow, you properly bumped it huh? Sorry, I should have knocked," she mumbled. I winced as she applied pressure with her fingers. "It's okay, ow, it hurts," "Applying pressure reduces bruising. Wouldn't want you to ruin that pretty face of yours huh?" she said. My eyes widened and I froze. "Wh-" "Anyway, I came to ask if you could do my hair, like those french braids," she moved on.
I gulped, utterly confused. "Uhh yeah sure, why not," I said. "Cool! Where would you like me to sit?" I stood up and sat behind her and she moved down onto the floor, so that her head was in front of me and between my thighs. "Do you mind if I take my shirt off as well? It's really hot in your room," Natasha said. I tensed my jaw. "Yeah sure go ahead," She grabbed opposite edges of her shirt and slowly lifted it off her body. I involuntarily licked my lips.She was facing away from me, but that was more than enough to set me off. (SMUT WARNING)
Setting all interesting thoughts aside, I began to braid her hair. As I was doing two french braids, she had to face slightly sideways while I did the first one. Her warm breath fanned my thighs, and it was distracting, but I focussed on her hair. It felt like she was moving closer and closer to my core, but before it was noticeable, I had finished one side. "You can turn to the other side," I said.She complied and turn her face to my other thigh. As I grew close to finishing off her braids, I felt her lips press against the sensitive skin of my thigh. I froze. "Nat, what are you-" "Ssh," she hushed me. "Finish the braid, and I might reward you, cupcake," she whispered. My mouth ran dry, but I obeyed and got to work on finishing her hair. Natasha's soft lips closed around my skin, gently sucking and marking. Her tongue lapped over the recently made hickeys, before she proceeded to make more. She scraped her teeth on my thigh, and I whimpered. "Nat, why-" "If you want me to stop, tell me to stop," she said. I stayed quiet. "That's what I thought,
babygirl," I breathed shallowly and finished her hair, tying it up after. "I-I'm done," I said. She hummed. "Thank you," she said, beforeturning around to face me and placing her lips on my thigh again. "But I'm not," I gulped. "Nat, wh-what are you doing?" "Thanking you for doing my hair," she said, as if it was obvious. Her hands snaked around my thighs from underneath, and traced lines up to the waistband of my shorts. "You don't want it?" "I do, I just don't know what you mean by...it," She smirked and began to pull my shorts and panties down together. I lifted my ass to help her pull off my shorts and panties. She gazed at my exposed core, which was incredibly wet for her at this point. "You're so wet for me, and I haven't even done anything yet," she said. "Please," I groaned. "Please what, kitten?" she batted her eyelashes innocently. I stayed quiet, gaping at her, not quite sure if this was real or not. I had such a good view of her breasts, clad in her sports bra. Nat pushed my legs further apart, and leaned in, sticking her tongue out. I wasn't exactly inexperienced, Her tongue pushed between my core's lips, to my hole, before moving up to my clit, where it lingered, before she pulled away."You want it?" "Fuck, yes, Nat, please," I said. She had barely even done anything,but it felt so good and I wanted more. She smiled, and took it as her go-ahead. Natasha began licking at my hole, pushing it just past my entrance. She alternated between that, and kitten-licking my clit, which made me go insane. I gripped the sheets either side of me. "Fuck, that feels so good," I moaned. "Keep going, baby, please," She continued moving She continued, moving her mouth in fast movements. As each second passed, I could feel my abdomen tighten, as the pleasure intensified. Natasha was very skilled with her mouth. I wondered if she had done this with other girls. The thought of her with someone else disgusted me, so I forced it out of my head and focussed on her. I threw my head back. "Jesus, I-" I grunted. "Tash- Tasha I'm close," I let out. I was ashamed I had used my nickname for her I only ever shortened her name to Tasha when we were alone, but we had both been busy recently, and I hadn't said it in a while. She hummed. "I wondered when you'd let the name slip out," I blushed. "I-I'm gonna cum," I repeated. "I know, cum for me, ava," she said. I brought a hand up to my mouth, trying to muffle my moans. My hole clenched around her wet tongue as I came. Natasha held my thighs down, to stop me from moving my hips up. "Ah, fuck, Tash," I let out a string of curse words as she worked me back down from my orgasm. She let me calm down, before pulling away. I caught my breath and stared down at her. "Come here," I said, moving back on my bed. She crawled on top of me, straddling my waist. "Was that good?" Nat asked, almost timidly. I nodded. "Now I'm going to repay the favor," I said, before flipping our positions so I was on top. I licked and sucked her until she cam and we both fell to sleep peacefully.

A/N Please comment who I should do next love yall my little spitfires