#widows bite

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Part 2. Widows Bite (part 1 in pinned masterlist)

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Aspens POV:

Rolling over to my alarm clock sounding I turned it off. Today was my first day of classes and my head was pounding. My feet was met with the cold wooden floor as I stood up to stretch out my limbs. All those years of sports did not do my body very many favors. I loved sleeping in the cold. But when I’d wake up and the AC was running shit, it’s fucking freezing. I kept the blanket around me as I did my morning routine. I made my coffee and realized the time “shit, I’m gonna be late” shoving two creamers and a few packets of sugar in my jacket I headed out the door and to my class.

Entering the classroom with a few minutes to spare. Finding a seat I sat down as professor Romanoff looked up at me from her desk. How the fuck was she so intimidating and so hot. Setting my coffee down she started speaking “All I have for you today is to look over the syllabus and to take a placement test. Placement tests and syllabus are on my desk, come and grab one of you haven’t already” I headed to her desk to grab what I needed. Professor Romanoff watched me as I picked up the papers and headed back to my desk. The syllabus was something I looked over and set aside. Looking over the test I sighed, yeah, this was definitely going to require coffee. Pulling my creamers and sugars out of my pocket I placed them on the desk and started adding them to my coffee

Natasha’s POV:

As I walked around to check on the students I saw Aspen dousing her coffee with so much sugar. Heading over to her I stood beside her “thats an awful lot of sugar miss Moore” Aspen looked up at me and chuckled “It’s what gets me through the day” biting my tongue I nodded as she spoke up “oh is this graded on accuracy?” I smiled at her “no darling, it’s just based off of completion, I just wanna see where you stand on knowing the material” she nodded and took a sip of her coffee whispering a thank you and going back to her work. She was pretty cute. I headed back to my desk and watched her as I looked over some papers. Her face focused on the task at hand. After about thirty minutes she came up to me and handed me the test looking disappointed in herself “I tried my best” Watching her I gently whispered “I’m sure you did amazing darling” nodding the girl made her way back to her desk and looked over the syllabus one more time before she took another sip of her over sugared coffee. Wanda was allowed to have caffeine up until two pm but never allowed to put that much sugar into it. Still she was not under my control and not my sub.

As time went on I was so engrossed in looking over all the tests I hadn’t realized how the class had now dwindled down to three. Two of the students were finishing up their tests while Aspen was asleep on her desk. She did look extremely exhausted. Debating wether or not to wake her the last two students turned in their tests. I rolled my eyes the second I looked at it and mumbled “fucking teamed up and took it. Idiots”. Putting those two tests to the side I looked over at Aspen. She looked so tired but she definitely wasn’t peacefully sleeping. Standing up I headed over to her and gently crouched by the side of her desk and whispered “Aspen?”. No answer, I didnt want to yell at her so I gently placed my hand on her back “Aspen hon”. Startling awake she looked at me “jesus Christ you scared the shit out of me” taking a step back I whispered “I’m sorry hon” she shook her head “no no it’s okay, I’m sorry for sleeping in your class” I shook my head standing up “nonsense, you looked tired, I’m glad you got some sleep”

she nodded collecting her things and looked at me “can I ask you something?” I smiled at her “of course you can” “is your wife’s class hard?” I shook my head “no hon, as long as you read the material and you ask questions if you don’t understand something you’ll do just fine” she nodded and whispered “thank you for class” I nodded gently and showed her out, heading back over to my desk I looked over at her paper. She did really well for it being the first time shes seen this material. I decided to pack up and head back home.

Aspen’s POV:

I headed back to the dorm and sat down on my bed. The coffee didn’t help my migraine. It’s always a fifty fifty shot when it comes to that. Laying down in bed I kicked off my shoes and closed my eyes in hope to stop the pounding in my head. The pressure on my head was excruciating. Rolling over I took some pain meds that should knock me our for a few hours before my class.

I woke up sweating like crazy. Looking over at the clock it read 6:47 pm. I am so fucking screwed I was supposed to be in class 47 minutes ago. I stood up a littleee too quick as the blood rushed to my head and my heartbeat rung through my ears. Well the migraine is still fucking there. Lovely. I put on my shoes and headed over to the classroom. Slowly opening the door in hope I wouldn’t disturb the class was such a false hope. Every head turned to me as I cringed on the inside quickly making my way to an open seat and sinking into my chair. Professor Maximoff stared at me for a second before continuing her lesson. I seriously wish I could just disappear right here.

Wanda’s POV:

I was a little worried when Aspen didn’t show up for the beginning of class. I was even more worried when she did and looked a little sick. Despite my worry I continued to teach. I continued to glance at her as I taught. She was trying to pay attention the best she could. Finally her head rested on her desk, her shoulders going forward as she relaxed. I let her sleep the rest of the time and as long as she needed until I leave.

A few minutes later Natasha came in and looked at me then Aspen then back at me. Natasha started walking towards me as her heels clicked on the ground, Aspen stirred as I looked at her. She bent down taking off her heels and finishing coming over to me. Placing a kiss on my forehead she whispered “she’s still here?” I nodded and leaned into her “she came in late and looked a little sick then fell asleep, I want her to rest” Natasha nodded and kissed me whispering “I think shes sick love, she fell asleep in my class too” My eyebrows furrowed in worry and Nat whispered “she’ll be okay my love” I nodded a little and stretched, the first day of classes drained me. As Natasha and I talked while I finished up Aspen began to stir. Shifting in her seat she looked up at me. First with a look of confusion before fear quickly flooded her eyes. Natasha and I quickly made our way over to her. My instincts kicking in “hey hey hon you’re okay, I noticed you weren’t feeling well, it’s okay” Aspen whispered “I’m okay, thank you, I do appreciate it” I nodded and watched her as Natasha spoke up “you look a little pale hon are you sure?” Once again Aspen nodded and slung her bag over her shoulder, she did not look like she felt good at all. Whispering quietly she thanked me “t-thank you for today, it wont happen again” I shook my head “it’s okay, were here for you” nodding a bit she started to head out the door. Natasha stepped forward and whispered “can I walk you to your dorm?” Aspen turned around and watched her for a second and nodded a bit, Nat smiled and put on her heels following her.

As we walked Aspen was quiet. Her knuckles white from gripping her bag. Natasha offered to take it but she insisted she’d be okay carrying it. As we got to her door Aspen whispered “thank you again, you guys didn’t have to do this” I shook my head and gently placed my hand on her shoulder and she was burning up like crazy, I smiled gently burying my worry “it was really no trouble, are you sure you’re feeling okay?” Aspen nodded getting into her dorm “I’m okay, thank you again, bye”

The door closed and I looked at Nat worried “she was really feverish babe” Natasha walked up to me and rubbed the sides of my arms “I know love but right now theres nothing more we can d-“ just as she was about to finish her sentence we heard retching coming from the dorm. I looked at her and mumbled “I’m sorry babe I can’t” turning and knocking on the door I called out “Aspen honey I’m coming in okay?”

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Kinktober (31)- Bite Me

Natasha X Reader 18+

Summary: After being edged all night, you’re desperate for Natasha to give you your release, but she’s adamant on hearing you beg for what you want her to do.

Warnings/Tags: Strap-on, Rough Smut, Dom Nat/Sub Reader, Biting during sex, Vampires, Choking, Squirting, Dirty Talk, Degrading

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"Fuck," you moaned as the toy was thrusted into you, her hips flush against yours while your head lolled back against her shoulder, a desperate noise leaving you. "Nat, please," your tone laced with lust and desire as she slowly pulled her hips back, gradually sliding the strap on back into you to fill you up again, another sinful noise being dragged out of you.

"Please what, Detka?" she hummed, her hands gliding down your body, teasing the skin with her nails as she scratched along your abdomen softly, your hips twitching at her touch. You needed her to move. You had been teased enough already.

"Please just let me come," you whisper, her free hand lifting your head off her body so she could pepper kisses along the side of your jaw, smirking against the warm skin as you pushed your hips back against hers. "I need you, please fuck me," you groan as her fingers find your clit, slowly circling it to keep up with her teasing.

"But do you deserved to be fucked, Detka?" she mutters against your skin, her fangs grazing the juncture of your neck, your breath hitching. "You were such a bad girl, being such a brat," her tone dropping an octave as her free hand moves to settle on your throat, the sensation of her hand and teeth causing your mind to cloud with arousal, "I'm not sure you deserve to be fucked like my little slut, do you?"

"No," you say, agreeing with her as, after your stunt, you deserved the punishment, your head tilting to look into her darkened and enticing green. "But I can't take it anymore, so please," your tone is nothing but desperate, the redhead's gaze softening for a moment as she had been harsh with your punishment, your body feeling as though it had been edged for hours on end now.

"You're so lucky I love you," she mutters, claiming your lips, feeling you smile into it as her hands move to settle on your waist, her hips snapping up into yours, the toy thrusted roughly into you causing a moan to escape you. Her mouth moves to kiss along your neck, her fangs purposely grazing the skin to fuel both of your arousals, relentlessly pumping the toy into you as you chant her name, her hands keeping your body upright.

"That's it Detka, take it like the good little slut you are," she pants at the shell of your ear, your body clenching tightly around the toy as pleasure sparks through you, nothing but her name and sounds of pleasure being torn out of you.

Her hand circles around your body once again as more dirty words are whispered into your ear, the heat between your thighs unbearable as you throb around the toy, your body begging for its release as your mind is clouded with euphoria, vision almost blurring at how amazing everything felt.

Natasha's pace never eased as she mercilessly fucked the toy into you, giving you the rough fuck you wanted as you desperately wanted to feel her fill you up, to feel the sensation of coming all over her cock.

"Nat," you moaned, hand reaching wildly behind you to reach her red hair, fingers tangling in the locks as you held onto her for support, your legs trembling as your orgasm neared. The other woman's lips tugged up into a smirk at your tone, her fangs pressing down against you softly, the sensation odd but addictive as you wanted her to do it again but harder. "Harder, please," you whisper as she gathers that you don't mean her hips as they're already pounding into you, her fangs teasing you by only pressing a little harder.

"Nat," you whined when you could feel yourself teetering on the edge of your release, wanting to feel her teeth sink into you.

"Y/n," she mocked your tone, "Come on Detka, tell me what you want."

"Bite me," you groan out, her fangs immediately sinking into your neck, nothing but pleasure taking over your body, legs shaking as liquid gushes around the toy, a string of moans being ripped from the back of your throat.

Your eyes flutter open a few moments later as Natasha slows her thrusts, letting you ride out the aftershocks of your orgasm, body trembling against hers as she wraps her arms around your middle, tongue soothing the bite mark while murmuring loving words to help you calm down.

"There's my Detka," she whispers playfully when you tilt your head to the side, connecting your lips softly while a small moan escapes you when she pulls out, kissing you in apology and smiling against your lips. "Someone enjoyed that," she teases softly once you realise why the sheets feel so wet under you, cheeks tinting red as she continues to kiss your lips softly, coaxing you into the safety of her arms as you relax against her.

"Shush," you mutter embarrassed, her chuckling against your lips before pulling back, your eyes flickering down to her mouth, her tongue seductively swiping across her lips before she parts them, showing off her stunning fangs, the smirk dangerous as arousal pools between your thighs once again.

"Fuck it," you mumble before turning around in her arms, crashing your lips together and pushing her body down on another part of the bed, immediately straddling her lap, ready for another round. 

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Nathan/Vlad/Ursula created by @thebibliosphere.

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Bite

You call out for her shutting the front door and rifling through the stack of letters you retrieved from the mailbox. Kicking off your shoes and haphazardly throwing your jacket onto the clotheshorse you mindlessly walk through the apartment. 

“This place smells heavenly” you remark nose still buried in the stack of envelopes. 

You hear her chuckle from the kitchen. “In here” she calls out to you. 

You chuck the letters on the side table and walk into the kitchen. The oven must be on, you think to yourself as you’re enveloped by warmth and the sound of music playing softly.

Your eyes dance across the countertop. It looks as though everything is covered in a fine mist of flour. She turns to face you and smiles. 

You scrunch your nose a little. “You’re baking” you say.

She answers with a chuckle. “You say that like you’re surprised.” She takes a sip of coffee from the large steaming mug beside her. Looking at you from over the rim of the mug you see her eyes twinkle mischievously. 

“I mean…” you try.

“Wanda’s not the only one who can cook around here.” She says before turning her back on you to continue doing whatever she was doing before you got home. 

The weirdness of the moment presses down on you. You were watching your badass assassin girlfriend making bread. You watch her add a tablespoon of flour, bit by bit to the dough before rolling it out and kneading it again and again. 

You hop onto the counter beside her. She feels your eyes on her but declines to return the look this time. 

“You have to make sure it mixes all the way through,” she says breaking the silence. “Otherwise one side will have too much flour.”

You hum. “Is that when it gets too dense?” 

You see the side of her mouth curl up slightly. “That could be because it’s too wet.”

“Wet huh?” you tease.

She looks up at you smirking and flings some flour in your direction. 

You laugh dusting yourself off. “Can’t you just bake it longer than?”

She shakes her head smiling to herself. “It doesn’t work that way. Everything needs to be just right. Even the room temperature has to be just right.”

You playfully groan hopping off the counter walking up behind her to wrap your arms around her waist. “Seems like a lot of work for bread.”

“Well perhaps” she answers while turning her face slightly to peck you on the cheek. “The only thing more fussy than man, is bread” she says as she goes back to kneading the dough. 

You snuggle up closer to her and plant a wet kiss on the column of her neck. 

She gasps and wriggles slightly. “Stop that, I need to finish this” she halfheartedly protests while offering you more of her neck. 

“You think you could teach me how to do that?” you whisper and lick the shell of her ear.

You hear a soft moan emanating from deep within her. Your lips are soft on her skin as you tighten your grip around her waist. Pulling her closer to you she can feel the buckle of your belt dig into her lower back. 

Playing along with you she blinks to clear her mind. “Just put your hands here and do what I’m doing.”

In one swift motion you shift your hands to under her shirt. She gasps as you gently cup her breasts and start copying her movements with the dough. 

“Am I doing it right?” you ask innocently.

She groans loudly leaning back into you. She rests her head against your shoulder as you start to nibble on her neck soothing the gentle bites with your tongue. She’s completely forgotten about her dough as she’s helpless to break away from your ministrations. Arousal and longing washes over her.

“You’re doing it expertly” she almost moans as you slightly pinch her pert nipples. 

Wriggling around to face you her eyes are dark and blown with lust. Your hands readjust on her just as she wraps hers around your neck and kisses you hard and deep. 

You’re left breathless when she pulls apart. Your eyes remained closed and all you can hear are her heavy breaths. “Are they done yet?” you ask a tiny smirk playing on your lips.

She pecks you on the lips as she roughly pulls you out of the kitchen. “Wait…!” You laugh. “Baby…your bread?” you question pulling her back into the kitchen so that you could turn the oven off before she’s yanking you once again away in the direction of the bedroom.

“Leave it, the temperature’s way too hot in here for making bread anyway.”

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Threesome with WandaNat

A/N: Second fic of Kinktober, let’s gooooooooo!!!

I know it’s short, but I hope it’s good. I’m using the solnyshko nickname from my other Nat works because I think it’s so cute. It means little sun in Russian

Written for a gn!Reader

Dividers by @/emmanexelle

Link to masterlist here

CW: threesome, nudity, kissing, explicit sexual content, smut, implied multiple rounds

294 words

You’re nervous, shivering a little in the chill of the room. It doesn’t take away from the absolute wildfire burning in your body at the sight in front of you.

Natasha Romanoff and Wanda Maximoff. Arguably the two hottest women in the world. Watching you with greedy eyes.

You’re not sure how you got in this situation to be honest. One moment, you’re chatting with them at one of Tony’s events, the next you’re in their bedroom, stripped naked and lying on their bed. You’re definitely not complaining, though.

Natasha smoothes her hands over your legs while Wanda moves to sit closer to your head.

“You look ravishing, solnyshko.” Natasha’s voice is sultry, making you shiver.

“So perfect for us,” Wanda agrees. She leans down and kisses you, gently tugging your lower lip between her teeth. You moan into the kiss, helpless at the hands of the two women.

She pulls back just in time for you to watch Natasha smirk at you before rubbing her fingers against you. You make a choked sound, unable to keep from bucking your hips up.

Both women click their tongues. “Ah, ah, ah. Don’t be naughty, solnyshko. Stay still and be good for us.”

It takes all your willpower to obey, but you do it. Forcing yourself to stay as still as you can while Natasha pleasures you. It helps that she holds down your hips.

Wanda swallows your moans with her mouth, dipping her tongue inside. You kiss her back greedily, tangling your fingers in her hair.

It feels like heaven. You cum so hard your vision gets spotty.

When you come back to, they’re smiling at you with those wickedly perfect mouths. “Ready to return the favor?”

You’ve never been so happy in your life.

[olsenmyolsen]

lifting the shorter one up so they can be seen in photos

But the opposite, with short but strong!R (or beefy!Kate/Yelena) lifting up the tall bombshell GF Wanda/Nat/Lizzie out of her way for a photo

The Widow Bites Concert

maroon master list . dark master list . request marvel master list . short n’ sweet master list

No Powers AU / Rockstar Band AU (Bishova)

Summary: Kate ends up going to her favorite band's show by herself. Que, a blonde named Lena.

Word Count: 3.5K

Content: Natasha, Wanda, and Carol are in a band, Fluff, Flirting, Awkward Flirting, Feelings, Soft Yelena

"Kate, I'm sorry!" It was the day of the concert, and Kate's friend America Chavez apologized over the phone for having to back out of their plans.

"I wish I could make it, but if I'm going to be anywhere near getting my doctorate soon, I have to go on this trip to Karma Taj with Dr. Strange." Kate rolled her eyes. A little playfully. A little annoyed. She bought tickets months ago to see one of her favorite bands, The Widow Bites, play at a local arena.

And she had confirmed beforehand with America so many times that she would still be going.

But leave to Chaevaz and her studies to make her bail.

"It's fine." Kate sighed into the phone. "Maybe I can sell the ticket or give it away or something." Money wasn't a problem for Kate, so it's not like she needed to sell the ticket.

"Promise me you'll still go!?" America pleaded over the phone. "I would hate for you to mope at your place all alone." Kate leans against the doorway to her kitchen.

She walks and talks whenever she gets on the phone.

"I don't mope," Kate said back defensively. "Kate," America replied. "You locked yourself in your room for two days when you found out the local ice cream place was closing."

"Well, it was unfair!"

"Kate, they found mice in the freezer!" Kate shrugged. "So! I know of a restaurant where the head chef is a rat!"

"Kate, for the last time, that's a movie, not a real place!" America sighed into the phone. "Look just please go to the concert! Have fun! They're your favorite band." Kate nodded into the phone. "Okay. I'll go. I'll go." She bounced off the doorframe. "By the way, I know the movie Ratatouille isn't real. It's animated. It's just based off a real story."

America didn't know whether Kate was joking, and she needed to get back to her studies, so she did what any friend would do and hung up.

"Hello? America?" Kate pulled the phone away from her ear and hummed as Kate's dog Lucky walked up with its leash in its mouth. "If only you could come with me," Kate said to the dog who tilted its head. "Ugh, what am I saying? You'd be the main star at the point, and the band wouldn't even come on stage!" Kate shakes her head at the golden retriever. "That's it, you're too cute. You can't come!"

Lucky dropped the leash from its mouth. Kate's eyes moved with it to the floor. "Alright. Alright. Damn. I'll take you out."

If the dog could roll its eyes, it would.

Regardless, a few hours later, Kate had arrived at the venue for the concert and was being directed by a security guard to her section.

Onto the floor.

Front row.

Well, she was supposed to be, but thanks to some last-minute outfit changes and the ability to yap on the phone with an old deaf man who had better things to do on his farm. She was late. Kate missed her early access sound check and the opportunity to be in the very front.

So, instead, she was a few rows behind.

Which didn't bum her out too much as the person standing beside her was a very attractive short blonde. The blonde wore an older cut-off band t-shirt, black jeans with holes cut into them, and black boots.

If Kate wasn't fruity before this should definitely would've bought an apple orchard.

"Hi," Kate said as she stood next to the woman who might be a few years older than her. The woman glances up and to her right before smiling. "Hi." The blonde said back with an accent.

Kate was drooling.

"I'm Kate," Kate said, sticking her hand out. Something she internally hated herself for. The blonde looked at the extended hand and Kate's face (and body) again before smiling as well and taking her hand to shake. "Hello, Kate. I'm Lena."

"Strong grip." Kate awkwardly chuckled before she and Lena let go. "I was- I was joking it was... It was fine! No good! The handshake was-" Kate stopped talking and turned away from the blonde. Hoping a sinkhole would open up and only take her as more people began to fill the room.

Kate was thankful that America and Lucky weren't here to see this.

However, Lena was fascinated with Kate.

"First time?" The blonde asked Kate, who wiped her ponytail and head around. "No, I've done it- I mean, shook hands before. Yes. I- I was just trying to make a joke earlier-" "Seeing the band?!" Lena clarified for everyone's benefit.

Kate shut her mouth before shaking her head. "I saw them two years ago in New Jersey." Lena's eyebrows shot up at that. "I was there too!" The blonde said, making Kate gasp. "Really!?" She questioned. "The show where Carol drummed so hard she broke the stick in half!?" Lena nodded and smiled. "It flew right over my head."

Kate remembers watching the stick fly into the audience from across the club. "Wow, that's insane!"

Lena nodded. "That place was smaller than here. I wonder how we didn't bump into each other." Lena said, eyeing up Kate once again.

Not that the younger woman noticed.

In fact, Kate shrugged. "I'm not sure, but we're here now." She said with a giant smile that Lena couldn't help but smile wide back at. "So, do you have a favorite song?" Kate asked as the place was about packed, making Lena scoot closer to Kate. Lena nodded as her eyes found Kate's. "Personally, I love Dinner & Vodka."

Kate gave a little bit of a surprised look at that. Not expecting Lena to pick a slow and acoustic song. "Wow, that's a good song! It deals with heavy themes." Lena nods. "Yeah, I cried the first time I heard it." She admits to Kate, making the taller woman give Lena an "awww."

Lena blushes and shakes her head. Kate smiles and leans closer. "So, do you believe the rumors that Natasha wrote that one for her sister as an apology for leaving her the second she turned 18?" Kate asks, not knowing that, yes, the rumor is true and she's talking to said sister.

Lena looks back at Kate. "Yeah, I believe it."

Kate nods. "Me too."

Kate glances around the room at the number of people, while Lena looks at Kate's side profile and inches herself closer. "What about you? What's your favorite song?" Lena asks, but before Kate can answer, the lights flash above the stage, making the crowd cheer and scream around them.

Kate's eyes go wide with excitement as she turns to face Lena. Who makes the same facial expression in return. But Kate doesn't forget the questions as she moves even closer to Lena. So close, in fact, that their arms are pressed against one another. "Honestly, I love all their songs, but for some reason..." She pauses as if scared to admit it. Lena throws up one of her eyebrows, waiting. "I think their cover of Heads Will Roll is my absolute favorite." Kate finally says with a shy smile.

The blonde looks at her with a large smile after hearing this. "That's hilarious." She says, making Kate's mouth drop. "Did you not hear me when I said I love all their songs?!" Lena laughs and nods. "I did! But I'm just saying I love that you love their covers so much!" Kate laughs because Lena's laugh is so damn infectious, and she looks cute when she scrunches her face.

"Oh man, Natasha is going to love that," Lena says as she turns back to face the stage. Kate, hearing that, tilts her head, confused, and looks to Lena to ask for clarification, but the roar from the crowd as the lights go out makes it impossible.

Kate spins her head towards the stage, and as the fog creeps in around the stage and the slow drumming from Carol starts thumping her body, Lena can't help but smile and watch Kate.

Especially when red lights come down and shine on each band member before Carol kicks it up and starts wailing on the drums as the lights go wild around them.

The crowd follows suit, and you'd be surprised to hear yourself think as they scream for The Widow Bites.

As the show rocks on and Kate watches her favorite band kick ass, she feels a hand grab her arm. It's Lena. "Yeah?!" She yells over the music as Lena scoots closer and rises on her tiptoes to yell into Kate's ear. "I'm going to grab a drink. Do you want anything?" Kate is a little taken aback by Lena's niceness and goes to shake her head to be polite, but she is severely thirsty. "A water, if you don't mind."

Lena smile. "I'll be back."

With that, the blonde disappears, and she's gone for the remainder of the current song. And then the next one. And the next one. By the time the fourth song since Lena left begins to start, she is looking around, worried and panicked for her new hot friend.

Wait, who said hot? Did you say hot?

"Here!" Kate snaps back and takes the water bottle from Lena as she holds it out to her and pushes her way back neck to Kate. "Dude, where did you go!?" Kate yells over the music, taking the after bottle from the blonde's green-painted fingernails. Lena hears the tone and smiles. "Were you worried about me?"

Kate pretends not to hear her over the music and turns back to the stage with pink on her cheeks.

Lena laughs and bumps Kate's shoulder, gathering her attention briefly. "Sorry, there was some drunk asshole at the merch line. I was going to surprise you with something, but I had to deal with the guy." Kate's eyes soften as she looks at Lena. "Oh!" She says, a little surprised and a little... she wouldn't know what word to use, but butterflies were definitely happening. "That's okay! And thank you! I was just making sure you were alright!" Lena smiled and laughed. "I'm alright." She says, looking into the taller girl's eyes before Natasha ends the song and starts talking to the crowd.

"You know, looking out into the crowd, I swear I see some familiar faces!" Natasha says as she walks from one end of the stage to the other. Her eyes quickly find her sisters before she looks at the taller person beside her. She hides a smirk and bites down the need to embarrass her sister while Kate's mouth drops at being looked at by THE NATASHA ROMANOV!

"She looked at me!" She squeals, making Lena laugh. "And you!" Kate says, grabbing Lena's arm and cheering for her. Lena's eyes look at the fingers gripping her before looking back up to Kate with a puppy dog look.

She was starting to become very down bad, barking at the gym or whatever that lyric was.

As Natasha starts talking to her bandmates about what song they should do next. (Even though it's all pre-planned.) Lena starts talking as Kate still has yet to let go of her arm. "You know..." Lena was enjoying Kate and her personality. She was cute and charming and had a smile that made Lena feel all the things. "I have an extra backstage pass for after the show... You can come if you want."

Kate looks to her left with a more than shocked expression before nodding furiously. "Yes! Yes! Oh my gosh!" Before Lena knows it Kate is crashing into her and wrapping her arms around her new best friend.

Ahh, the classic friends-to lovers.

Lena smiles and laughs as Kate squeezes her before the hug stops. "I don't know how I'll be able to thank you! I would take you out for ice cream, but my favorite place closed a while ago!" She yells over the music as the concert slowly fades into the background, and Lena and Kate only look at one another. "You don't need to thank me!" Lena tells her but secretly hopes that tonight won't be the last time she sees Kate.

Kate vibrated with happiness before turning back to the stage. Her arm was still wrapped around the blonde.

Lena slowly pulled her eyes from the side profile of Kate before she looked to the stage to see a smirking Natasha.

Lena makes a motion with her head that Natasha nods to, and later in the night, when they come back out for an encore, the band plays Kate's favorite.

"Oh my gosh!" Kate said louder than she meant to as she and Lena walked through a hallway after the show, towards the green room. The concert had made it hard for Kate to tell whether she was speaking normally or yelling.

Not that Lena minded.

As they walked through the hall, crew members and security nodded toward the blonde as she walked in front of Kate.

They all respected Natasha's younger sister and were always happy to have her come to shows.

"I can't believe this! Seriously, thank you!" Kate said as she sped up to stay step in step with the shorter woman. Lena looked up and over with a smile. "It's no problem."

"Still!" Kate said. "Backstage passes are like notoriously hard to get." Lena flicked her eyes up and nodded. "Yeah, but I have connections..."

Also, before you ask, it's not like Yelena Belova was hiding who she was or lying to Kate. She just got tired of people trying to get to her sister and the band and not knowing her.

But with Kate, she feels- she hopes it will be different.

However, the moment of truth is just around the corner.

"Fuck you!" Kate and Lena move flat against the wall as You and Wanda Maximoff come around the corner after another one of your fights.

Wanda swears she saw you flirting with someone while she was on stage, but after the millionth time of telling her it was an old friend of yours you were talking to, you got tired of it and wanted to leave. "When you want to apologize and make up, call me!" You shout as you groan and turn away from the brunette in a red corset.

Your eyes flash to Kate and then Yelena's as you go to walk away.

Wanda watches you, her girlfriend, leave and storm out the double doors at the end of the hallway before she turns to her friend and guest.

Kate swallows from watching what should have been a private interaction.

Wanda wipes her eyes before putting on a smile. "Hey." She says through a breath as she turns and puts an arm around Lena to hug her. "Sorry, you had to see that." Lena shrugs.

It wasn't the first time, and it wouldn't be the last.

"Umm, Wanda, this is my friend Kate." Kate looks between a member of her favorite band and her new friend. She thinks she's dreaming and has no idea how the blonde knows the band.

And yet she steps forward and extends her hand to Wanda. "Hi Kate, I'm Wanda." Kate closes her eyes, embarrassed. "Sorry, you're Wanda. I'm Kate." She chuckles and opens her eyes to see Wanda laughing and Lena smiling. "I'm sorry, but how do you know each other?! Am I missing something? Also, I always thought you..." She points at Wanda. "Were with Natasha."

Lena makes a disgusted face while Wanda covers her mouth as she laughs. "Oh god, no!" She then crashes into Lena's side. "Looks like you got a WandaNat truther." Lena rolls her eyes and pushes Wanda away. She chuckles and moves back to Kate's side.

Lena bites her lip as Kate keeps her eyes on her, waiting for her other questions to be answered. "You don't really think my sister and Wanda got together, do you?"

Kate's mouth drops, shocked as the bomb drops. She puts a hand to her head and breathes, looking at a nervous Lena and a smiling Wanda.

After a few moments, she lightly laughs. "Well, NOW I don't think Wanda and Natasha slept together."

Once again, Lena makes a face of disgust.

Wanda laughs and senses a conversation needing to be had between the two younger women. "I'll go let your sister know you're here." She says, retreating back to the green room. Kate watches Wanda walk until she disappears around the corner before looking at the blonde beside her.

"You're Natasha's sister?!" She questions, making Lena nod. "Lena... Yelena..." Kate sighs. "That makes sense." Yelena nods, and Kate looks over her face.

She wants to question why Yelena didn't tell her, but she can figure it out. Celebrities and fame make people lie and hurt other people.

Kate scoots closer to Yelena as they stand against the hallway wall. Her shoulder bumping the blondes. "I get it. I get you not telling me." Yelena looks over to Kate and smiles a little bit. "I just..." Yelena starts. "Since Natasha and I have become close again, people don't want me..." Kate looks over with a sad smile forming on her face. "They either figure out who I am or know it before I know them, and then they try and use me."

"I didn't, and I wouldn't." Kate quietly says as she turns her body to Yelena's—the blonde nods. "I know. I knew from the moment I met you in the crowd." Yelena smiles, making Kate smile.

"You're different," Yelena whispers, forcing pink to rise on Kate's cheeks. "Sorry." She then says into the space between them, but Kate shakes her head. "No, don't be." She bites her lip. "I enjoyed tonight. With you. And I like hearing what you say..." She smiles, which turns slightly into a smirk.

Yelena feels like she can tell where this is going, but Natasha, Carol, and Wanda show up around the corner before anything can happen.

Kate and Yelena straighten themselves out and turn towards the trio.

Natasha ignores the sexual tension between Kate and Yelena and runs towards her sister to hug her tightly. "I thought you weren't going to make it tonight!" Yelena hugs her sister back and laughs. "Natasha, I always say that whenever you're in town, and I'm always joking."

Kate's ear pick that up. "You live in the city?" Kate questions Yelena, making everyone look in between her and Kate as Natasha exits the hug.

Yelena awkwardly nods. "I live and work in the city," Natasha smirks. "Looks like you two will have some fun talking later." She winks to her sister before moving forward to Kate. She clears her throat. "Thank you for coming to our show." Kate lifts her hand up as her eyes look over Natasha in steel-toe boots, fishnets, and black leather shorts that go well with her white crop top. Kate swallows before glancing towards Yelena and back. "It's to meet Yelena's sister." She smiles at Natasha as Carol nudges Wanda behind her. "Oh, she's good." 

Wanda agrees. "Look at Yelena's smile... Oh, now she's looking at us."

Yelena shakes her head. "Yes, we can all hear you." Natasha nods and smiles at Kate, then Yelena, and back to the dark-haired woman. "Break her heart. I'll break your neck."

"Natalia!" Yelena exclaims, but that does nothing as Kate nods out of fear. She and Yelena aren't even dating as of this moment, but she still understands the message. "Go-got it."

Natasha smiles. "So, do you want a picture or anything before we head back to the green room? It's kind of an NDA space so no photos and video in the room."

Kate nods and pulls out her phone. Shaking it a little before Carol snatches it and looks Kate over. "Hmm. Ever been with a drummer?" She flirts, causing Wanda to push Carol. "You're married." Carol turns back. "Yes, but unlike you, Maria wouldn't mind."

"Both of you stop." Natasha takes the phone as the three of them surround Kate. Natasha holds up her arm, getting ready to take some selfies, but Kate looks to her left and right and doesn't see Yelena.

She then turns full all the way around to see Yelena looking extra small behind her. "Come on. I want a picture with you, too!" Kate laughs as she pulls Yelena forward in front of her.

"Oh great, now we can only see Yelena's head." Natasha jokes. "Ha ha ha." Yelena dryly speaks. "You sure missed your calling a comedian."

Kate smiles at the interaction between siblings before she looks up at the phone camera.

Yelena does the same and gets an idea.

"Natasha, now!" Yelena yells as she wraps her arms around Kate's waist and lifts her up to be seen. Everyone quickly moves with this plan, smiling and posing in a thousand different ways.

The picture of Kate laughing in her arms is still Yelena's favorite picture to this day.

And on the flip side, when they switched, the picture of Lena laughing in her arms is still Kate's favorite picture to this day.

dividers by @/benkeibear

[ncsdlr]

Bite Me

- Kinktober Day 5 -

Natasha Romanoff x Reader

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The last thing you remembered was having fun on your walk. And then so suddenly, you were squealing for your life as arms wrapped around your body, one hand over your mouth to muffle the panicked sounds you made.

Then a certain scent filled your nose and then boom- bitch was knocked the fuck out. Next thing you knew you lying on a bed- not your bed but a bed. The sheets were soft and velvety, and you were tucked into it rather nicely. Like your captor cared enough keep you warm and comfortable.

As your eyes fleet around the room, you gazed upon old-timey trinkets and paintings. This captor sure liked old things. perhaps this person is a collector of some sort? Well, we definitely know he likes to collect humans.

But that's not why you were here. You're soon to find out that your captor is a woman. The most beautiful one you'd ever seen in your whole life. She had beautiful long red hair, curled to perfection. Her outfit was nothing short of sexy.

Well, as sexy as a one-piece thing could be, but you know...

Either way, it fit her so well. It hugged her curves just right as she sauntered her way to the bed, sitting close to you with a poker face. You didn't say anything- merely staring at the woman nor did you move because somehow a part of you didn't really feel any fear towards the woman.

Seeing this, the woman tilted her head, her eyes narrowing just the slightest bit at you. She analyzed you, trying to read the thoughts behind your adorably sleepy eyes. As she soon realized that there seemed to be nothing she could do to make you fear her, she questioned, "Why do you seem to be devoid of fear of me, little doe?"

You blinked and rubbed at your eyes, twisting in the sheets, and, without even realizing it, wrapped your arm around the woman's waist. "You don't look scary," was your simple response before burying your face into the pillow.

The woman said nothing and did nothing, looking into space in thought. "I am a vampire," she paused, using her senses to find the reaction you'd give. "Are you scared of me now?"

You mumbled a no, burying your face close to the vampire's stomach before peeking one eye out, "Are you gonna bite me now?"

The woman looked down at you. looking into the one eye you peered up with to look up at her, "No," she answered.

You sighed and buried your face in the woman's tummy again, "See? Not scary."

****

The two of you were having a nice lunch. The food was good. Thoroughly cooked steak with string beans and mashed potatoes on the side; delicious.

You were so engrossed in the food that you hadn't noticed the Vampire wasn't really eating anything. She merely drank the wine her servants had served her.

She was always watching you. Even now. Her eyes were always on you, watching all that you did. If you were sleeping, she would be on a chair nearby, still very blatantly watching you. If you were running around outside, chasing some cat or being chased by a dog, she was watching.

She also watched you in the shower.

Nothing sexual or anything.

She just watched.

Stood in a corner.

And watched.

That was also when she told you her name=D

The first time that happened; you thought was weird, but honestly, you got used to it the more it happened. That statement applies to many of the things she would watch you do.

Currently, she was watching you eat. She had placed her wine down just a second ago- not that you really noticed -and started just blatantly watching you. Then she stood and rounded the length of her dining table, coming around to the seat to your left.

As you went to take a bite, the vampire took your forearm in her grasp. You groaned slightly and turned your head to face her as you asked in a whiny voice, "What?"

"I must feed."

You blinked at the woman, not really sure how to respond. "You...you must feed..me- is that what you mean?"

Natasha shook her head at you before she spoke again, "You must feed me."

"Ah, yes, of course." you took your forearm from her hold and started scooping up your food, making sure to take a generous slice for her. But you were interrupted again by Natasha's hand gently wrapping around your forearm.

"Vampires do not ingest food."

Realization befell your features before confusion did, your mouth opening and closing like a fish out of water to emphasize that. "Wh...How- What do I...You want to feed- uhmm, from me- m..my blood?"

You were adorable. Your stutter was bringing Natasha amusement, and at that point in time, she smiled a tiny smile, but still a smile. "Yes, I want your blood. It shall suffice the hunger I feel."

You took your time as you thought about it. It was tempting, sure, but would it hurt? Definitely. I mean, you're getting two holes poked in your neck- or somewhere else -what are you thinking, Y/N?

"I- will it hurt?" Natasha nodded, "What do I...How do I feed you?"

Natasha pulled your forearm closer to her, pressing light kisses from the tips of your fingers to your palm, and to your wrist, pressing a final kiss there.

You watched this all pan out, keeping your eyes on the path Natasha's lips made with bated breath. The air in your lungs seemed to have been knocked out as Natasha looked up at you through hooded eyes. Natasha's lips were so soft and gentle on your skin- honestly making you want more.

"May I?" She asked, and even though you were nervous and doubtful, you wanted to try it. They really meant it when they said that curiosity kills that cat.

So, you nodded, signaling for Natasha to feast on her meal. You breathed through your nose, savoring the breeze that you breathed in.

Natasha smirked just the slightest bit before parting her lips and baring her sharp fangs at the skin of your wrist. When her teeth finally pierced your skin, you gasped, your arm flinching away slightly as a stabbing pain shot through your nerves. Your brows knit together as you feel the suction of Natasha's lips around the wound she cut on you.

The experience for Natasha was exhilarating. The taste of your blood was so sweet with just the right hint of copper, and it was incredible. If only you knew that after this moment, you will be wholly Natasha's.

****

The coming days after that went by like normal. The only difference now, is that ever meal-breakfast, lunch, and dinner -Natasha would feed from you. It would leave you weak and trembling sometimes, but honestly, you were kinda living for it.

Her bites would always sting at first, and then you'd feel a strange tingling between your legs. You always ignored those feelings thinking that it was probably a side effect of vampire bites.

Little did you know, ever time you'd feel that tingling at the apex of your thighs, Natasha would smell the evidence of it. That's why sometimes she'd take a little too long when feeding from you.

The smell would sometimes take over her mind, and it would make her crave for you more. She'd feel a more intense type of hunger- a hunger she feared would be too much to ask for from her personal blood bag.

If she asked, you'd definitely say yes to it. I mean, it's been a while since you've been properly fuck. And when would a vampire even be able to find someone to hook up with? Certainly not when they're Natasha Romanoff- head of the eldest vampire clan in all of New York.

You didn't mind the tingling feeling at all. One time you even thought of exploring that feeling. Right now, it's feeding time. But strangely, neither of you was in the dining area. You and Natasha found yourselves in her master chamber, sitting on your knees in front of each other, your forearm in her cold hand.

"I have never told you, but I can smell you, Y/N."

You blinked- you blink a lot in kinktober -looking her in the eyes as confusion clouds you, "You can smell me- How can you smell me?"

"Your arousal," your breath hitched. "I can smell your arousal, Y/N."

You sighed, "I don't...What do I do?" You honestly felt so stupid. You didn't understand what to do with that information. Your heart was beating in your chest wildly, and you could hear every single beat in your ears.

But Natasha simply responded with, "What do you want to do? Because I can help you with your arousal...I could fuck you until you ask me to stop, or we could just sit here and you'll suffer through your arousal alone."

Your breathing increased in pace as you continued to maintain eye contact with the Vampire. the thought was tempting, and you really wanted to do it. It was like every time Natasha bit you to feed, your hormones would explode, and really, right now, you needed her to fuck you.

You whimpered as your thoughts ran wild. Your brain conjured up the most sinful of images. You thought what you could do if you were to accept her offer of fucking you.

In the end, you responded with, "I want your help."

Natasha hummed, now looking at her bite marks on your arm thoughtfully, "What kind of help do you want?"

You internally groaned because this woman definitely knew what kind of help you needed. She was certainly jut playing coy to further tease you, so inevitably your response came as, "I want you to fuck me."

****

And fuck you she did.

She felt good, too.

Her fingers curled perfectly against the spongy spot in your sodden pussy, eliciting the most delicious moans from you. Natasha kept pressing kisses to the entirety of your body- from your face, down to your neck, and down to the swells of your breasts.

The sudden tightening of your pussy around her fingers caught her attention, bringing the slightest smirk to her supple lips. "Am I gonna make you cum, sweetheart? Does this feel good for you, too?"

As you went to answer, the beginning of your words broke into a long moan. The vampire had curled her fingers with more force at that moment, causing you to struggle with your words. "A-ah...it feels- ah, good... gonna make me cum- fuck...so hard."

Natasha hummed and kissed her way down your body, her fingers maintaining their pace. As she reached your chest, she sucked your nipples into her mouth, swirling her tongue around them. The sensations cause the little hairs on your skin to stand, shivers running through your nerves as her cold touch reached you.

"I'm gonna cum, Natasha!" You shakily warned as the coil in your tummy tightened, feeling the pull between your legs getting stronger and stronger by the second. It was like a burning pleasure in you as Natasha fucked you with her fingers and sucked on your nipples.

"Cum," she commanded, her lips never parting from your nipples.

Your hands found the tresses of Natasha's hair, gripping her there as you prepared yourself for the pleasure you were about to surrender to. Your throat stratched as a strangled moan emits out of you, your back arching as you orgasm all over Natasha's fingers.

"Fuck," you sighed as you caught your breath, looking down at Natasha as she finally released your nipple from between her lips. "You really helped me there, miss vampire woman."

Natasha chuckled and kissed her way up to your lips, looking into pecking your lips multiple times before finally speaking, "Y/N, I'm not done yet. My help proceeds that of just one orgasm."

The vampire sat up on her knees, lowering herself just enough as she ran her eyes over your bare form. "tell you what," she began. "I will make yu cum one more time before I allow you to rest up."

Immediately, you nodded, biting your lip waiting for the next wave of pleasure to take over you. Natasha pecked your lips one last time before she eagerly sucked marks down your skin as she reached the pool of shameless wetness between your legs.

All so suddenly, Natasha bit into your thigh at the same time she plunged her fingers back into you. Your back arched as a long moan emits out of your parted lips. Unknowingly, drool drips from the corners of your lips as you feel the blood rushing out of your thigh and into Natasha's mouth.

Natasha released your thigh from her mouth and curl her finger in you. Then the vampire pressed a kiss to your hip before she bit into you.

"God, yes, Natasha- ahh, bite me...everywhere plesse."

Natasha hummed as shefed from your hip, herfingers never losing their pace. It was the perfect blend of a sharp sting and a burning pleasure, and it was taking you over the edge of your high.

"You're gonna make me cum...Natasha-"

You were so close. Just one more little curl of her fingers in you would bother trick and push you into an orgasm. But the final curl of Natasha's finger in you was greatly generous, the vampire had even stopped her feeding just to suck your pulsing clit into her mouth.

You didn't have an orgasm. The orgasm had you. And my god, did it make you so beautiful. That's what Natasha thought as she kept on sucking on your clit to help you ride your high.

When Natasha pulled out of you, a spurt of your cum squirted out of you, further drenching her hand and pooling her palm. She sucked the whole thing up like it was soup, and it was so hot- no pun intended.

You watched the whole thing pan out, groaning under your breath as you thought, this is definitely not the last time this happens.

To your surprise, Natasha smirked, having heard your thoughts. So with- now -red eyes, she responded, "Definitely not the last time."

You both chuckled at that. Slowly, you sat up on your knees in front of her and reached to caress her cheek, "Natasha," You called out softly.

Natasha hummed as a response, urging you to proceed, "I wan' you to bite me."

Natasha's eyes flicked upto meet yours as she asked, "You know what that will do to you, yes?"

You nodded and said again, "I want you to bite me."

Natasha came closer to you, one of her legs between yours now as she held your neck with a delicate hand. The vampire ran her red eyes along the length of your throat, seeing how the puls in your neck was strong and quick.

She hummed and leaned forward, noting the way your breathing picked up the pace as she kissed and licked at your neck. You took a deep breath in to calm yourself, but that was in vain because just as air began to filter into your lungs, Natasha plunged her sharp fangs into the vein in your neck.

The woman stole your breath. Literally. And that final bite sealed your fate that night. You were hers, wholly. You're not just her blood bag anymore. You were hers.

Her property.

[theblacktiecacti]

this was iconic actually chip wingman W

(referencing episode 25 (1:13:00))

[shieldagentnatasharomanoff]

Well... I love two characters nearly as much as I love Nat ... and I 100% blame this on @supremestrangeness @strxngemxgick @cherryfinolahobbes @strxngetimes and their amazing depictions of my favorite magic gremlin and depictions of the people that have to deal with him (I'm forever shipping Wong and Cherry okay?).

Plus B. is singlehandedly responsible for me starting this collection ^^ it's grown quite a bit since then.

[seases]

top part are my fav widow doodles from af2023 season + a big scrap pile ive been building. featuring. logo design obsession

[jametartt]

INSANE ABSOLUTELY FUCKING INSANE 🛐🛐🛐🛐🛐🛐🛐🛐

[badolmen]

Was talking with my mother the other day about the Boeing Whistleblower’s murder being framed as a suicide and she casually drops that the same thing happened to one of the union leaders my dad worked with. Would go on Facebook with a puppet account and a bag over his head documenting the company’s various legal violations. Two weeks before his daughter’s wedding he kills himself. Nobody believed that - he was happily married, healthy, and financially secure with no prior indications of depression or mood swings. But it was still ruled a suicide and everyone just…moved on I guess?

Like, I understand the Boeing whistleblower, but some random utilities union guy? Jfc he gets offed for bad mouthing the company and what we just go on with our lives? How are you not radicalized by this???

[sysig]

Blusters in, flusters out (Patreon)

[rozugold]

ITSA SLUG!! :DD

[themotherofhorses]

au where aemond targaryen finds himself in the mcu world and meets and falls in love with a young ex black widow agent whose adopted father is eyepatch wearing nick fking fury.