Black Widow Imagines™️

Tickle fights.

Requested by anon.

Prompt:

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Y/l/n = last name.

моя любовь = my love
^ I used google translate so I apologize if it's wrong.

Enjoy!

YOUR POV

Nat and I were training together like we usually do. I ducked under one of her on coming punches, tackling her sweaty body to the floor. Her muscular back clad in a grey tank top hit the blue mat that was under us. I straddled her hips and pushed my frizzy hair out of my eyes. Her plump lips were curled back into an award winning smile, small beads of sweat collecting on her forehead where a few red strands stuck to.

I smiled back and leaned down to give her a small, carefree kiss. Our lips broke apart with a small smack as Natasha placed her hands on my hips, rubbing the skin that had become exposed due to my ridden up top. Her thumb pad rubbed soft circles on the flesh.

"You're getting faster." Nat hummed.

"I have a good sparing partner to thank for that." I shrugged with a smile, a teasing edge to my tone. I ran my hands down her sides, palms resting on her hips.

"Sparring partner huh? Is that all you think of me, y/l/n?" Nat smirked at me.

I tossed my head back, giggling, before squeezing her hips with my hands. I felt her body tense for a split second, making me look down at the red head to see her laughing.

"Did I just find your tickle spot?" I smirked at her, squeezing her sides this time.

My girlfriend but her lip, only slightly stifling a giggle that was about to erupt. Shaking her head she breathlessly said, "No!"

"I think I did." I slowly leaned down and whispered in her ear, squeezing her sides.

An adorable stream of giggles came tumbling out her mouth, her body tensing as I released an endless assault of tickles to her sides. Her cheeks were more flushed and in the corners of her eyes had little crinkles from smiling so hard.

I was so focused on the butterflies in my stomach that were flying around by just hearing the sound of her laughter, that I didn't notice her hands travel up to my sides and start trying to tickle me back.

I tensed before my movements on her sides faltered, giving her just enough time to put more pressure on my sides to tickle me. Her body was now straddling my hips as she got her revenge.

"Nat!" I laughed loudly, squirming under her and trying to break free.

"Babe I'm going to pee!" I squealed from under her, feeling her immediately roll next to me.

Our laughter quietly died down as she wrapped and arm around my stomach.

"I love you." I whispered, pecking her nose then lips.

"And I love you, моя любовь." She replied, leaning in and connecting our lips.

Once are kiss broke apart, I looked up when I heard someone clearing their throat. My eyes connected with Clint's warm orbs, before drifting down to see the smirk on his face.

"What's going on here?" He asked with amusement clear in his tone.

I smiled smugly, "I found Black Widows tickle  spot." I smacked her butt before running passed the archer, giggling the entire way down the hall.

"You're gonna get it, babe!" I heard Nat call after me, hearing Barton's amused chuckles.

I ran passed Tony, only just dodging him before I rammed into him.

"Wait! Natasha laughs?!"

Hearing him say that only made me laugh harder before I was tackled onto my bed by my girlfriend.

"Oooo I see you." I joked, looking between our body and the bed.

"You're such a dork." Tasha chuckled.

"That I am." I sighed happily, reaching up and brushing a strand of red hair behind her ear.

Natasha just shook her head with a smile on her face before leaning down and connecting our lips.

I squealed when I felt her hands begin to tickle me again, breaking the kiss before running out of the room laughing evilly.

I just sat up on the bed and shook my head with my lips curled back into a loving smile. Who would have thought Natasha Romanoff would ever have a tickle spot.