I’ll Be Home For Christmas - Natasha Romanoff (Day Seven)

Summary: When Steve sends Natasha on a mission, she may not make it home in time for Christmas... or does she? Pairing: Natasha Romanoff x Reader Word Count: 425 Warning(s): two Russian words(тыква = pumpkin, моя любовь = my love), happiness, etc

Prompt(s) Used: “I’m still sad you won’t be home for Christmas.”

“I’m still sad you won’t be home for Christmas,” she sighed into the phone. 

“I’m sorry. I’ll make it up to you after I get home I swear,”

“Nat, babe, it’s not your fault. If anything, I blame Steve,” 

She didn’t want to blame Steve, really. He shouldn’t have sent Natasha on a mission two weeks before Christmas. It should have been one of those quick-in-and-out missions. But even criminals don’t take breaks on Christmas Eve.

“тыква, it’ll be okay,”

“I know, I know,” she whispered as she frowned. “As much as I’d like to stay on the phone and chat, I’m tired and want to go to bed.”

“Goodnight, моя любовь,”

“Goodnight Natasha, I love you,” she pulled the phone from her face and hit disconnect. Sighing, she crawled under the covers. Christmas wouldn’t be the same without Natasha by her side. 

The next morning, she stretched her arms out, hoping Natasha was there. To her disappointment, she wasn’t. But on Nat’s pillow on her side of the bed was a note. ‘Strange,’ she thought. Picking the note up, she started to read it. 

Dear y/n,

If you see this, that means I didn’t make it back in time for Christmas. Words can’t even begin to explain how sorry I am for not being there. When I get back, we’ll take one of the quinjets, go somewhere totally isolated, and have it just be the two of us. A nice, romantic vacation away from it all. 

Love, 

Natasha xoxo

Setting the note back down on the pillow, she tossed the covers back and headed for the kitchen. But before reaching the kitchen, she heard the voice of her lover, Natasha. 

“So does she know you’re here?” she heard Steve ask. 

“No, she was fast asleep I when placed the note on the pillow,”

“I can’t wait to see her reaction when she finds out you’re here,”

Turning into the kitchen, she faced Steve and Natasha. “Well, you won’t have to wait long, Steve,” she felt the tears build up. “Nat... you’re home.”

“Yeah, I am,” 

She was slow to walk over to Natasha, as she was still in shock that she was home for Christmas. Natasha grabbed her and brought in for a hug, running her hand on the back of y/n’s head.

“You said you wasn’t going to be home,” she said, smacking Natasha’s shoulder.

“Yeah, I know, but I wanted to surprise you,”

“Consider me surprised,” she smiled, giving Natasha a passion-filled kiss. “I’m so happy you’re home for Christmas.

Why do I put myself through all this stress? Like, why? I hope you guys enjoy cause at this point my brain is mush. That two week break can’t come any faster.

6 Days until Christmas

Posted on December 19th.

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Santa’s Naughty List - Natasha Romanoff (NSFW)(Day Three)

“Hey y/n, what did you do to Natasha,” Bucky asked. He has known Natasha for a long time and he knew it took a lot to get her mad.

“Excuse me?” You turned towards Bucky in your chair, turning the autopilot on. 

“What did you do to make Natasha mad,” Bucky was referring to before you and him left for your mission (and now you were on your way home).

"I did not do anything, or even say anything to her that might piss her off. All I did was hugged her, gave her a kiss and told her I loved her."

"That’s strange,"

“I know, right?” You land the Quinjet on the landing pad, and were greeted by Steve.

“Despite almost being shot, it went rather smoothly.” You handed over a small flash drive that had important files on it. “Say Bucky, can you take over for debriefing?”

“Yeah, going to find Natasha?”

“Yes, and see what the hell I did to make her mad at me,” You turned away from the two super soldiers, and walked towards your room. Looking in your shared bedroom was your first guess. You knocked on the door, and heard shuffling inside. Pushing the door open, you immediately stopped in place because in front of you was your girlfriend, Natasha, in a rather... promiscuous outfit.

“Oh my,” Your breath hitched, as Natasha stepped towards you seductively. “What did I do to deserve this?”

Natasha ignored your question. “I feel like you have been rather naughty this year.”

“I have?”

“Hush now красивая (beautiful),” She put a finger over your mouth, making to go quiet. “Now, strip.” Her demand made your panties damp. You did not have be asked twice. Now, you are standing in front of Natasha naked. 

“I do not see how this is fair,”

“Never said that I was,” She smirked, grabbing your hand directing you to the bed. She gently pushed you to the mattress, and climbed on top. She cupped your cheeks, and licked your lips before kissing them. She sat up, ran her hands down your chest, and over your breast, flicking the already sensitive nubs. 

Letting out soft moan, “You need to quit teasing me like this,”

“And see you squirm under my touch? No, I think I will keep teasing you.” Natasha began to circle her hips, grinding down on your pelvis. 

“You will be my cause death,” You mumbled, hoping she did not hear. 

“I hope not,” She moved down to your knees, opening your legs so she has easier access to your sex. Taking a couple of fingers, Natasha lapped your folds. “My goodness, you are just soaked for me. Did I do this?”

“You sure did сахар (sugar),” 

“Tell me what is it that you want me to do?” Natasha asked, sliding those two fingers inside you. At first she slid her fingers in and out slowly, but then proceed to pick up the pace, making you gasp in pleasure. 

“That... Please, make me feel that pleasure,”

“Since you asked oh so nicely,” Natasha pulled her fingers out, and placed her head where her fingers were. She used her tongue to draw figure eights on your clit, and again slipped two of her fingers back inside you. Soon, you felt that little fire begin to build up. 

“Nat-”

“You going to come for me?” You nodded your head quickly. That same fire you felt was getting stronger and stronger. You dug your nails into the bed sheets as that fire boiled over, sending you into orgasmic bliss. 

Coming down from your orgasm, “So, am I off the naughty list?” You smirked. You just had an amazing orgasm, and were ready for round two. 

“No, not yet,”

“Well, by the time I am done with you, I won’t be on that naughty list,” 

I’d say that my second attempt at smut was better, and less cringe worthy than the first. I’m extremely happy how this turned out! I hope you enjoy it as much as I do.

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