Fic: Annul a Want (Melinda May/Natasha Romanov, rated PG-13)
Title: Annul a Want
Author: phoenixfalls
Relationship(s): Melinda May/Natasha Romanov
Word Count: 1,020
Rating: Teen & Up
Additional Tags: Angst, Melinda May Feels, Natasha is Not a Robot
Warnings/Notes: Written for originally as a part of rarepairfest. Involves general spoilers for AoS season one and Captain America: The Winter Soldier.
Summary: Since , Melinda has been avoiding Natasha. Natasha’s given her time, but enough is enough. Unfortunately, the conversation doesn't go as she would've liked it to.
Excerpt:
Natasha uncurled, spreading her legs and stretching her arms over the back and arm of the couch so that her uniform gaped where she had unzipped it. “Is there some reason we can’t get a little mutual stress relief in the meantime?”
Melinda slammed her cup down on the table. “Don’t do that.”
Natasha sat stunned for a moment, then drew her limbs back in carefully, arranging herself in a neutral, attentive pose. She didn’t speak until she knew her voice would be steady, abstractly curious instead of defensive. “Don’t do what?”
Melinda took a deep breath, then looked her straight in the eyes. “Do not seduce me to get what you want.”
(Read on AO3)
Author: phoenixfalls
Relationship(s): Melinda May/Natasha Romanov
Word Count: 1,020
Rating: Teen & Up
Additional Tags: Angst, Melinda May Feels, Natasha is Not a Robot
Warnings/Notes: Written for originally as a part of rarepairfest. Involves general spoilers for AoS season one and Captain America: The Winter Soldier.
Summary: Since , Melinda has been avoiding Natasha. Natasha’s given her time, but enough is enough. Unfortunately, the conversation doesn't go as she would've liked it to.
Excerpt:
Natasha uncurled, spreading her legs and stretching her arms over the back and arm of the couch so that her uniform gaped where she had unzipped it. “Is there some reason we can’t get a little mutual stress relief in the meantime?”
Melinda slammed her cup down on the table. “Don’t do that.”
Natasha sat stunned for a moment, then drew her limbs back in carefully, arranging herself in a neutral, attentive pose. She didn’t speak until she knew her voice would be steady, abstractly curious instead of defensive. “Don’t do what?”
Melinda took a deep breath, then looked her straight in the eyes. “Do not seduce me to get what you want.”
(Read on AO3)