Give us a chance? (Natasha Romanoff x Fem reader)

Wild Night

Y/N's POV:

We've just started eating and I went back to wondering how Nat lifted that rock. I mean Turner couldn't do it, even though he's not the brightest light, he's a 6 feet 2 guy that literally lives in a gym

So after a few minutes I just decide to ask "How did you lift that thing blocking the bunker door?" I ask hesitantly, taking a long sip of Nat's beer afterwards like giving me an impression of confidence on this. She quickly took it back playfully glaring at me

"Well I just did" She brushes off

"But Turner couldn't" I insist

"You know Turner better than I do, he wasn't-"

"Nat, I tried to lift it too, this thing was at least 450 pounds if not more and you lifted it like nothing!" I state, surprised by my own confidence

She sighs heavily and waits a few seconds "Younger..." She starts and I realize what she's about to tell me is probably really heavy for her. I'm about to tell her she doesn't have to tell me any of this if she's not ready, but she speaks before I do. "No, I think I want you to know this. Actually I want you to know this" She rephrases making me smile encouragingly "So umm...younger, I got experimented on among other things. They were trying to create a new super-serum...and it worked. Makes me naturally stronger, faster, I have better reflexes and healing umm... I got more stamina, flexibility, better aim/accuracy... basically anything that goes with physical capacities my sight, my hearing too" She explains hesitantly, playing with her sleeves, evident lump in her throat and constantly looking down.

"So you're basically Captain America but smaller?" I joke to cheer her up which works a bit since I hear a small chuckle and see the shadow of a smile

"Yeah, Russian version... it's slightly different umm... if I take it too far and heighten all the above too much, well it comes with consequences"

"What do you mean?" I ask worriedly

"M-my body doesn't approve it that much...so I get sick, I pass out and other stuff like that" She finishes and I clearly feel that she didn't tell me everything of the side effects. Probably so not to worry me, but did the very opposite.

"And lifting that rubble was a category totally fine or I'm about to pass out" I ask tapping my fingers on the counter. This is so stressful

"That was an easy number 1... a bit like lifting you!" She answers running to my side of the counter and lifting me, completely changing the mood. For the better

I squeal in surprise when I realize I'm on her shoulder and she's holding me with one arm "Oh my god! Put me down" This is higher than I would've thought

She simply laughs at it " Look at that! Find someone lighter than Y/N Anderson" She jokes making me bounce gently

"Natasha Romanoff! Put me down! Right. Now." I order her, but it's in no way efficient since I probably sounded like a 14 years girlie teenager

Then I get an idea. I make my body spin around hers, my legs landing on each of her hips, the force of the movement pushing her back against the counter. I look down at her , her eyes wide and pupils dilated. This mood shifted again and I'm ecstatic about it.

I grab the back of her neck, leaning in so our mouths collide in a lustful kiss. She sensually licks my bottom lip and I directly grant her access wanting more. I moan into the kiss the vibration exciting us even more. She walks from the counter from the nearest wall pushing me against it and pulling me down so she can reach my neck properly making me moan again.

"How did you do the leg-" Nat starts

"Shut up. Bedroom. Now." I cut her off

A/N: As y'all figured out this is getting ⚠️ 18+ so if you wanna skip that part I'll make another (A/N) when it is finished. Also if you know me in real life... you are not aloud to read that smut back off! For the others, enjoy ;)