Avengers MCU DRABBLE SCENE: Deadly Beauty
Title: Deadly Beauty
Word Count: 743
Rating: PG-13
Original/Fandom: Avengers MCU
Pairings (if any): Mention of Clint/Coulson
Author's Notes: This is a scene from a story that I started once for a bang but I was unable to finish it at the time. It's an AU where Natasha is a vampire and only S.H.I.E.L.D. knews about it, not the Avengers. I re-wrote part of it and am using it for the writerverse land comm for their Challenge #6: Fan Fiction. I hope to finish it one day but at the moment, it's just sitting on my desktop.
Warnings (Non-Con/Dub-Con/etc): Mention of adult contact but nothing too detailed.
Summary: Natasha gets hungry and goes to Clint for a midnight snack.
~*~
A sound between a moan and a hiss of pain left the man beneath her as her fangs broke the skin in the crook of his neck. The warmth of his blood filled her throat as the metallic smell hit her nose; it was mixed with the smell of arousal. Natasha shifted her hips and another moan left Clint as she felt the beginning of his erection through the front of his sweatpants. If it wasn't for the fact that she was the one with her mouth on his neck she would have been yelling at him for being turned on by what they were doing.
This was a matter of life and death. She needed to keep control of her instincts and the smells that he was putting off were not helping. One wrong move and she could lose it; she could probable kill him with just a twist of her own neck. She slapped Clint's hands away as he tried to place them on her hips. When he didn't get the picture and tried again, Natasha bit down a little harder on his neck. She felt him tensed under her thighs and his arms fell onto the bed.
Once Natasha was sure that he wouldn't try again, she loosened her mouth and went back to taking her fill from him. When she was done, she let go of his neck but instead of pulling away, she started licking the wound to clean it.
“Maybe this time you would care to join us?” Clint got out along with, yet, another moan.
Natasha sat up and punched his chest; it only caused him to laugh and try to roll away, even though she was still on top of him. She shook her head, “Only you would get turned on by a deadly creature draining the life from you.”
Clint chuckled. “I'm pretty sure that any guy in his right mind would get turned on with a beautiful woman pinning him to a bed while straddling his legs. Deadly creature or not.” He reached up and ran his thumb along the corner of her lips, probably to wipe away some blood. “By the way Tasha, you are not a deadly creature.”
She pushed his hand away as she rolled off of him, “The only reason I pin you down while I feed is so you can't do what your body is telling you to do.”
“And what do you think my body is telling me to do?” he asked as he sat up and rubbed his hand against his neck.
“Either to throw me off and kill me, or to try and make love to me. It's a natural reaction with everyone that I feed from even other women.”
“Well, since it's just me that you feed from now and I know I can trust you not to kill me.” Natasha felt a pain in her chest at his words, as if someone had stuck a knife in her. She lowered her eyes to the ground. “Hey, what the matter?” Clint asked, “Did I say something?”
“I formed the bond to save your life; I never meant to curse you to be stuck with me.”
“How is this a curse?”
She rolled her eyes at him. “You're condemned to being the only one that I, a deadly vampire of the night, can feed from and you don't think that is a curse?”
Clint smiled up at her. “Nat, you were stuck with me long before you made the bond. It just took what was already there and made it stronger.” He reached up and cupped her cheek, “And again, you're not a deadly monster.”
She nodded slowly and turned away from his hand. “Truth be told, I didn't think that it would actually work.” Natasha moved off the bed and started for the door. “Blood Bond are normally formed between two vampires, not an vampire and a human.”
“Yeah well, I'm grateful that you tried.”
“I'm grateful that it worked and that Agent Coulson didn't kill me for binding you to me.” She turned once at the door, “Thanks for the midnight snack.”
“Anytime,” Clint gave her a salute.
She opened the door a mere inch and glanced outside to make sure that the hallway was clear. When she saw and heard no one, she opened the door a little bit more, slipped into the hallway, and quickly made her way to her room.
Word Count: 743
Rating: PG-13
Original/Fandom: Avengers MCU
Pairings (if any): Mention of Clint/Coulson
Author's Notes: This is a scene from a story that I started once for a bang but I was unable to finish it at the time. It's an AU where Natasha is a vampire and only S.H.I.E.L.D. knews about it, not the Avengers. I re-wrote part of it and am using it for the writerverse land comm for their Challenge #6: Fan Fiction. I hope to finish it one day but at the moment, it's just sitting on my desktop.
Warnings (Non-Con/Dub-Con/etc): Mention of adult contact but nothing too detailed.
Summary: Natasha gets hungry and goes to Clint for a midnight snack.
~*~
A sound between a moan and a hiss of pain left the man beneath her as her fangs broke the skin in the crook of his neck. The warmth of his blood filled her throat as the metallic smell hit her nose; it was mixed with the smell of arousal. Natasha shifted her hips and another moan left Clint as she felt the beginning of his erection through the front of his sweatpants. If it wasn't for the fact that she was the one with her mouth on his neck she would have been yelling at him for being turned on by what they were doing.
This was a matter of life and death. She needed to keep control of her instincts and the smells that he was putting off were not helping. One wrong move and she could lose it; she could probable kill him with just a twist of her own neck. She slapped Clint's hands away as he tried to place them on her hips. When he didn't get the picture and tried again, Natasha bit down a little harder on his neck. She felt him tensed under her thighs and his arms fell onto the bed.
Once Natasha was sure that he wouldn't try again, she loosened her mouth and went back to taking her fill from him. When she was done, she let go of his neck but instead of pulling away, she started licking the wound to clean it.
“Maybe this time you would care to join us?” Clint got out along with, yet, another moan.
Natasha sat up and punched his chest; it only caused him to laugh and try to roll away, even though she was still on top of him. She shook her head, “Only you would get turned on by a deadly creature draining the life from you.”
Clint chuckled. “I'm pretty sure that any guy in his right mind would get turned on with a beautiful woman pinning him to a bed while straddling his legs. Deadly creature or not.” He reached up and ran his thumb along the corner of her lips, probably to wipe away some blood. “By the way Tasha, you are not a deadly creature.”
She pushed his hand away as she rolled off of him, “The only reason I pin you down while I feed is so you can't do what your body is telling you to do.”
“And what do you think my body is telling me to do?” he asked as he sat up and rubbed his hand against his neck.
“Either to throw me off and kill me, or to try and make love to me. It's a natural reaction with everyone that I feed from even other women.”
“Well, since it's just me that you feed from now and I know I can trust you not to kill me.” Natasha felt a pain in her chest at his words, as if someone had stuck a knife in her. She lowered her eyes to the ground. “Hey, what the matter?” Clint asked, “Did I say something?”
“I formed the bond to save your life; I never meant to curse you to be stuck with me.”
“How is this a curse?”
She rolled her eyes at him. “You're condemned to being the only one that I, a deadly vampire of the night, can feed from and you don't think that is a curse?”
Clint smiled up at her. “Nat, you were stuck with me long before you made the bond. It just took what was already there and made it stronger.” He reached up and cupped her cheek, “And again, you're not a deadly monster.”
She nodded slowly and turned away from his hand. “Truth be told, I didn't think that it would actually work.” Natasha moved off the bed and started for the door. “Blood Bond are normally formed between two vampires, not an vampire and a human.”
“Yeah well, I'm grateful that you tried.”
“I'm grateful that it worked and that Agent Coulson didn't kill me for binding you to me.” She turned once at the door, “Thanks for the midnight snack.”
“Anytime,” Clint gave her a salute.
She opened the door a mere inch and glanced outside to make sure that the hallway was clear. When she saw and heard no one, she opened the door a little bit more, slipped into the hallway, and quickly made her way to her room.