Avengers fluff and smut!!

Disobey (SMUT!!!!)

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THIS IS 18+ SO DON'T READ IF YOUNGER!!

Natasha Romanoff x Reader.

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You just couldn't help yourself sometimes. You loved to make Natasha so frustrated she could throttle you.

You smirked up at her as you sat on the bed, hands clasped in between your legs as you looked up at your girlfriend, who glared back down at you.

"You think this is funny, do you? Defying me in front of the team, disobeying direct orders?" She snapped, her hand reaching out to wrap itself in your hair, pulling your head back further as she climbed onto your lap.

"No, of course not." Your answer was made to seem all sugary sweet and innocent but Nat knew you better than to believe your little act. Her hand tightened its grip, pulling harshly and eliciting a moan from the back of your throat.

"Stop with the attitude, or you might just regret it." She growled, lowering her face so it was level with yours. With what movement her grip on your hair gave, you pushed forward, brushing your lips against hers.

"Maybe you should give me a reason not to give you attitude." You suggested, your voice lowering and becoming more seductive. Her eyes darkened and she closed the little gap between your faces, pushing her lips against yours harshly. It was by no means a sweet kiss, teeth clashing and biting, Nat's grip on your hair tightening to the point you thought she might pull it out of your head. Moaning, your hips bucked up, chasing the delicious friction you needed so desperately.

"Don't. You will do exactly as I say tonight, nothing else. If you disobey, I won't let you cum, and you wouldn't want that would you?" She teased, her other hand coming up to rest on your throat, not applying any pressure, just letting you know what could happen if you continued to misbehave.

"Take off your clothes and lay back." Her voice was nothing above a growl and you unabashedly moaned just at the sound of it. But you wanted to push her to her limits, make sure you would never forget this night for as long as you lived, so you sat up further and pressed your chest to hers.

"Make me."

The two words seemed to snap Natasha's patience as she grabbed around your neck and threw you back on the bed. Her hand gripped at the sides of your shirt and she pulled, sending buttons flying everywhere. She pushed it off your shoulders, taking your bra as she went, before reaching into your bedside draw and pulling out a length of silk rope and a blindfold. A shaky inhale let her know that you knew what was next.

"Arms above your head." Her demand left no room for protest, so you did exactly as she asked, raising your arms and grabbing a hold of the bed posts. The silk was soft against your wrists as she tied you to the bed, giving you a little room for pulling but not enough to go wild.

"Lift your head." Another command, her voice shooting straight through you and you knew that by now you had definitely soaked through your panties. But you did as she asked, and then you were plunged into darkness.

"What's the safe word, baby?" She asked, kissing your shoulder, and pulling a shaky moan from your lips.

"Widow."

"Good girl. Are you ready?" With a nod, you felt Nat move, grabbing onto your pants and beginning to tug them down your legs. You went to move but were stopped by a sharp slap to your leg, pulling a high pitched whine from your throat.

"Don't. Move." She growled. Once she was sure you weren't going to move again, she finished tugging off your pants, just leaving you in your red lace panties, the ones you know she loves so much. You heard her groan, before there was a hard kiss against your clothed core. Not expecting it, you jumped, but moaned out nonetheless. Nat pulled back, leaving you to whine. Her weight left the bed and you heard the rustling of clothing, leading you to assume she'd undressed herself. There was a weight on the bed, in between your spread legs, and Nat's hands slid up your legs before she flipped you over, twisting your arms and surprising you. It wasn't uncomfortable, and you wiggle with anticipation of what was to come next.

"So you want to act like a little bitch in front of the team, do you? You want to defy me in front of everyone? You are going to regret that by the time I'm done with you baby girl." Her breath fanned out across your exposed back. There was a moment of silence, before her hand came down on your ass. The sharp crack filled the room, along with your squeal.

"Count for me. And if you lose count, we start again. Got it?" You nodded and she began her assault on your rear.

Crack! "One," Slap! "Two, ugh" Smack! "T-three, oh," On and on it went. You got to twelve before your safe word tumbled passed your lips her hand immediately coming to rub and sooth you.

"You did so well baby, you're my good girl. Beautiful and red, all for me. My good little girl." She praised, making you gasp, arching into her touch. She knew how much you loved hearing her say these sort of things to you.

"But we're not done yet. You disobeyed orders, baby. Meaning what?" She asked, turning you back over so your arms were straightened out.

"Punishment." You whispered, excited by the idea. You were sure you were embarrassingly wet by now, but you couldn't find it in yourself to care.

"Good girl." And with that she ripped your panties to shreds, pulling a loud moan from your mouth. You loved how dominant and aggressive she was, loving it when she put you in your place and showed you who was in charge. Her fingers dipped inside you, collecting your wetness and smearing it across your clit as a form of lubricant. She blew a stream of cold air on your soaking core, sending a jolt straight through you. You could hear her small laugh, before she pushed two fingers inside you, using her thumb to rub at your clit.

"Ah! Shit, oh my God, Nat!" You cried out, arching into the touch. Your moans and groans were like music to her ears, as she pushed into you faster and harder, curling her fingers to brush against the spot that had you screaming.

"My good girl. So responsive to me, aren't you baby?" She cooed, making you groan out.

"Yes, oh God. Nat, I-I'm gonna, ah!" You couldn't finish your sentence, just as you were about to leap into your orgasm, she pulled away. You sobbed in the pleasure and pain of missing your orgasm. Natasha laughed, pulling your blindfold off, before she straddled your thigh, making sure not to touch your aching pussy. She slid, slowly at first, over your thigh, her wetness smearing across your exposed leg.

"Are you mad at me baby? For not letting you cum?" She barely finished her question before a low moan tumbled from her mouth. You nodded, mesmerised by her using your leg to get off. She picked up the pace, chasing the high she had denied you. Her moans grew in volume as she got faster and faster, closer to her orgasm. Her breathing hitched as her movements got sloppier, her legs twitching. You flexed your thigh muscle and that sent her over the edge.

"Y/N!" She screamed your name as she came all over your thigh, her cum spilling out of her and onto your thigh before rolling down and landing on the sheets. The sight of her with her head tossed back, nose scrunched up, breathing heavily and sweating was enough to make you whine.

"Please, can I cum now? Please, please, please!" You whined like a child, bucking your hips. With a small smirk, Nat nodded, climbing off of your leg and straddling your pussy instead. She didn't bother with building up the pace, setting a fast pace from the beginning. You bucked up, twitching, knowing that your orgasm wasn't too far away, and neither was her second one. Her hand shot out and wrapped around your throat as she moved faster, bringing you closer and closer to the orgasm you had been denied.

"Come on baby, cum for me. My good little girl, cum into my cunt. Come on baby, now!" With her command, you cried out bucking up as you squirted into her, triggering her second orgasm. She slumped over you, but still didn't give you a break, sliding down your body and latching her mouth to your core to clean up the mess you made.

"Oh, God! Nat... I... it's too much... I-I'm gonna..." You trailed off bucking into her face, still overly sensitive from your last orgasm. She nodded, moaning into you as her tongue slipped inside of you. Her whole mouth sucked on you, pushing you into your next high, screaming out her name and convulsing with the amounts of pleasure coursing through you. She pulled away from you after drinking in all you had to offer, reaching up and untying your hands.

"You okay, baby?" She asked, kissing your wrists, and looking up at you. You nodded, still jolting from your orgasm. She smiled kissing you on the forehead, pulling a blanket over both of you and bringing you to cuddle against her side.

"I hope you know, I'm never obeying orders again if that's the punishment." You spoke, making Nat laugh.

"We'll see, baby. We'll see."