#natasha romanoff x bucky barnes

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Summary:after Wanda comes back from a month-long mission, you treat her to something special. not before she is a little brat to you.

Autor note: keep in mind this is the first time I have written anything smut related, so bear with me.
Always appreciate comments to improve my writing.

Wanda’s back hit the wall behind her forcibly as your hands were planted next to her head, and your larger frame dwarfs hers. Heat spiking at her core when your burning eyes filled her vision.
Wanda had just come back from a month-long mission, and guessing from your reaction; you had missed her.

You weren’t good at expressing your feelings, but you had quickly opened up to the little witch. The only people you were close to besides Wanda were Natasha and Bucky. Even then, would everybody besides Wanda be scared to have you looming over them. The redhead just smiled at you.

“hey.” Wanda gave you one of her famous blinding smiles, tacking your guard down in seconds. She could see your shoulders sag, the hands next to her face dropping to her waist as you pulled her flush against you. Your lips smash against hers in a passionate kiss. When you pulled away, she was breathless. Resting your foreheads against each other, you take in her send and completely relax.

“you’re back safe.” The relief in your voice makes Wanda tear up. You were so much more than a weapon Hydra wanted you to be, and moments like this proved it to her.

“I’m okay, and I’m home.” She relaxes into you and swings her arms around your shoulders, hugging you close. The arms around Wanda’s waist picked her up, and instinctively, she wrapped her legs around your body. Wanda was quick to kiss you again. Not being able to resist her, you lost yourself in her taste.
You hear the door behind you open; however, you don’t pay any attention to it, too busy enjoying your girlfriend’s kisses.

Sadly the person at the door wouldn’t leave the two of you alone, and she was adamant about ruining your reunion with your girlfriend.

“Hey, lovebirds! Stark is holding a party to celebrate a successful mission. Being there is mandatory, as of orders from Captain America.” Natasha’s voice cut straight through your happy mood like one-off kate’s arrows cuts through the air.
The heavy sight leaving your body as you look over Wanda’s shoulder to Natasha makes both women giggle.

“Do I have to go? Technically I wasn’t part of this mission, so….” Your sentence trails off as you look at Wanda.

“fear so, love, ‘cause if I have to go, you are going with me,” Wanda says with a bit of a pout, knowing what it would do to you. Natasha and Bucky often joked about how whipped you were for your girlfriend.
Sam once tried it, and he ended up with a black eye and a busted lip.

“Fine.” You made sure both women were aware of your displeasure about the situation, but your answer did get Wanda to smile, so not all was lost.
Natasha quickly left after that, knowing she shouldn’t push her luck with you two. Sometimes the two off you would forget other people existed, and she had seen her fair share of the two of you and didn’t need to see anything more.

At the part, you keep mostly to yourself. Finding a spot at the corner of the bar where you can watch everything but people leave you alone is the first thing you do when coming to stuff like this. From your spot, you keep an eye on Wanda.
It isn’t that you don’t trust Wanda, and it’s more that you don’t trust the men around her. Call it possessive if you want, but you have seen one too many guys trying to seduce Wanda right in front of you, and it was just the way you were built. Life has taught you that you have to protect what is yours and close to your heart.

Luckily for everyone, you weren’t alone today in your brooding, and Bucky had joined you at the bar. You don’t know how Natasha did it, but you don’t ask the question, and neither does he. Both of you knew that your girlfriends had wrapped you around their delicate fingers. So the both of you enjoyed your drink in silence, watching your girlfriends dancing with one another.

A growl leaves you when you see a boy you don’t know hover around Wanda. He seems to be a couple years older than Peter, still green behind his ears. He keeps hovering around, shooting her side glances as he gets close to her. For the time being, keeps yourself at bay. He hasn’t done anything to harm her besides being a creep.

You snap, however, when he lays his hands on her waist and tries to pull her closer to him. Wanda is quick to pull away and level him with a glare. This, however, doesn’t seem to deter him and only spurs him on. Wanda keeps whimpling off his advances.

Standing up from your seat, you sneak your way over to them. You can now hear the boy trying to convince her to leave with him.

“come on, baby. I promise you will have an amazing time.” Wanda was getting bored and fed up with this boy who didn’t understand the word no. she was about to tell him off when she felt you getting closer.
Wanda knew you were the jalouse type. Being looked at by another person any way you didn’t like. It could be enough for her to be fucked into the mattress. However, she first had to get rid of this guy for that to happen.

“no! I am here with somebody.” The guy really didn’t know how much fire he was playing, and she couldn’t tell if it was brave or stupid. Either way, it would get his ass kicked next wat to Sunday if he kept pushing.

“forget him. I can give you a better time than he ever could.” Maybe it was just his drunkness that caused him to be this brass.

The guy tried to grab Wanda’s arm again when she was pulled back into a broad chest and became surrounded by a very familiar scent.

“hi,” she smiled up at them when they smiled back down at her. (Y/N)’s smile made Wanda melt into her embrace like nobody else was around her. No matter what everybody thought, she knew you were nothing but a big softy for her.

“hi.” You used one swift move to turn Wanda around, so you were between her and the guy and tacking over her whole field of vision. The guy, however, didn’t seem to get the hint Wanda was off-limits.
Your happy mood with Wanda was crushed when he tapped your shoulder, and you reluctantly turned around. Wanda had to laugh at the scowl you were showing.

Wanda knew how much you hated people who interrupted your time together; add that to your jealousy, and people would get it.
Keeping your hands on Wanda, you turn around with her snuggled in your side.

“Yes?!” your voice was harsh and your stare cold. Wanda now knew for sure it had to be his drunkness that caused this scene because he glared back at you.”

“excuse me, but I was talking to the lady?.” He was trying to play the knight in shining armour, but the only shiny armour he would be getting was your fist in his face.

“and the lady told you no. so beat it! I’m trying to have a moment with MY girlfriend.” You growl. He seemed to want to argue with you more but shut up when you levelled him with another glare. He walked away while staring at the ground and left you and Wanda alone.

“thank you,” Wanda said as she stood on tows and gave you a chaste kiss on the lips, letting it linger just a little longer to get you fired up. When she feels your hands settle on her waist, she knows she got you where she wants you. You even growled when Wanda pulled away.

“you want to get out of here.” it wasn’t a question, but Wanda contemplated the idea. Pushing your buttons in doing so, and Wanda so loved you riled up.

You lead Wanda toward the elevator after giving a quick goodbye to the rest of the Avengers. Natasha and Bucky give you a knowing smirk. Knowing fully well why you and Wanda are leaving early, you know that they will tease you relentlessly during the next training.

The moment the two of you step into the elevator, you tell FRYDAY to go to your shared floor. As you do this, Wanda casually leans against the wall as she, rests her head against it and shows off her cleavage. She could be such a brat sometimes. You raise an eyebrow at her daring her to say something to get her in trouble even more.

“Something funny?” you ask.

“nothing. Just like the jalouse look on you.” Wanda confesses with a bratty smirk on her face.

“you think it’s funny how people look at you? Undressing you with their eyes like you are theirs.” You cage her in with your arms as she leans further into the wall. Claiming her lips hard and tearing a moan out of her. Wanda tries to chase you, pulling away, but you keep her pint. A little whine leaves her as she looks up at you with big puppy eyes.

“who do you belong to?” you ask her, lips inches apart. You could nearly get drunk on her scent alone and one whiff of her natural scent, and you would forget what you are doing. Even now, you had to fight to just give in to Wanda.

Who. Do. You. Belong. To.” You emphasise every word as you stare her down. You saw her eye flare the longer she didn’t answer. She could be such a brat sometime. You let your hands gently trail up her bare leg, not one to back down from a challenge. Her breath staggers the closer you get to her centre.
Just as you would touch her damp panties, you steer your hand away from them. A whimper leaves her, and you look at her with a wicked smile.

“who do you belong to.” You can see her fighting, so give in, but a small swipe over her clothed clit makes her cave as she grabs onto your shoulder and buries her head in your chest.

“you! I belong to you!” Wanda cries out. Getting frustrated with how much you touched her and yet how little really touching you did.
The moment the words left her mouth, you pick her up and her skirt bunches up around her waist, causing her core to rub against your abs. Ripping another string of moans from her.

“that you are, little girl. Only I get to undress you and get to enjoy your taste.” You kiss her hard and then walk toward your room when the elevator opens. Knowing the way by pure memory, you don’t even have to break your kiss with Wanda

Once inside, you drop your Wanda on the bed. Her hands grab the comforter as she looks at you with lust-filled eyes. You stroll to your dresser that holds all your toys. In the meantime, you tell Wanda to strip, and she doesn’t waste any time doing so.
The little minx always knew how to push your buttons, only to retreat into her good girl persona. The girl was trouble, but she was yours, and you wouldn’t change anything about her.

You grab her favourite strap and a small bullet vibrator from your toybox. For being such a small thing, it packed quite a punch. Having thrown Wanda over the edge with no other stimuli on many occasions.

You found Wanda naked and spread out on the bed just like you wanted her.
Apparently, you weren’t acting fast enough cause you watched her hand come close to her dripping cunt to Wanda.

In an instant, you are at her side. You grip her hands in one of yours and secure them above her head while looming over her. Also, spreading her legs apart with yours without giving her any friction. The hand that isn’t holding hers descends upon one of her nipples.

“what do you think you are doing, little girl?” the vibration of your words sent shivers down her spine, making her whine in frustration. Her eyes are hazed over, letting you know how far gone she already is.
As your fingers keep playing with her nipples, you see her hips rase in search of friction. Letting her struggle for a couple more seconds before you repeat your question.

“please… please fuck me.” Wanda wails out as she feels you come closer to her clit. You see her cunt clench around nothing, and you know she is already close. Taking pity on her, you don’t push her much further.

“Whatever you wish, princess.” You breathe into her ear before capturing her mouth and driving her even wilder. She latches her lips onto you like a woman starved as you continue to circle her clit with the vibrator. A broken cry leaves her between kisses as her breathing becomes more laboured.

You watch her build and build toward her release, and just when you knew she would brake, you pulled away and stopped all contact. A high pitched whine left her as she tried to regain some friction.

“Why did you stop? Did I do something wrong?” Wanda’s brain was foggy, and keeping thoughts straight was difficult. Had she done something to upset you? Would you leave her?
You saw the tears build in her ears and immediately bent down to comfort her. If there was one thing you couldn’t stand, it was Wanda crying.

“you did everything, perfect princess. I just want you to come with my cock buried deep inside you, and I want to feel you come undone around it as I hold you.” Your words turn into moans as she grabs your shoulders to steady herself.

You move your hips a couple of times against her centre to lube the strap before you line it up.

“you ready, princess.” You ask teasingly, knowing she is desperate.

“shut up and fuck me already,” Wanda grumbles. Instead of answering, you enter her in one swift motion. You almost glide into her with how wet she was without any resistance.

It wasn’t long before she was on edge again. She buried her nails into your shoulders as if reading herself to fall off a cliff.

“it’s alright. Let go. I got you. Come for me, princess.” You whisper into her ear. You feel her body stiffen as her orgasm rips through her as she lets go. A heavy moan rattles through your brain at the same time. As the last shocks rock through her body, you gently pull out of her. Shushing her as she whimpers. The moment the strap is out of her, she sags into the mattress and looks at you with the most adorable eyes.

Jumping off the bed, you threw the strap somewhere to clean later and went into the bathroom for a washcloth to clean Wanda.
As the cloth came into contact with her sensitive skin, she flinched. You comforted her the whole process, and once you finished, the fabric met the same fate as the strap.
Once you lay back down on the bed, Wanda snuggled into you immediately. Her head rested on your chest as she swung a leg around you.

After catching her breath, Wanda looked up at you with big eyes.

“you didn’t get to finish.” It was heartwarming to hear her think about you, even in her exhaustion.

“that’s okay, princess, today was about you. There is always tomorrow.” You say as you see her eyes getting heavier with sleep.

“I love you, Wanda”, you whisper in her ear as you draw the comforter over the two of you.

“I love you two,” Wanda says before she falls asleep snuggling into you.