you said i could so... let the stalking continue!redinmyledgerMay 7 2012, 11:00:38 UTC
[Natasha could feel the sheets tangled around her legs as she slowly started to come to. She was also aware of the cool breeze that skated over her bare flesh in the air-conditioned room. There was a groan of protest that soon followed as she became aware of the pounding in her head and was desperate for it to stop.
She rolled over, burying her head against warm skin until she started to realise the skin was much more curvaceous and smooth than she thought it would be. Or perhaps hoped it would be. Surely if she'd gotten so drunk as to fall into bed with someone it would have been Clint. Or even Thor. Hell, she'd have taken Cap or Banner. Stark at a stretch, but then it slowly started to come back to her and she nearly fell out of bed in her rush to get away from her bed partner.
It had been meant as a bonding trip, a chance for the women to escape the men. Not for the women to wind up in bed and Natasha's eyes snapped open to confirm her fear of Maria being just as naked next to her.]
[Maria gave her a small laugh, her head tilted back a little, neck exposed.]
What if I told you it wouldn't be the first time? [She gave a small sigh, lifting her head again so she could press a small kiss to Natasha's cheek. She opened her eyes to gaze at the woman, her eyes following along her pretty features. She didn't know what was happening, where this had come from. She wasn't in control and just maybe it excited her more than anything else.]
[Natasha trailed her tongue over her neck, sucking softly at the skin.
And then she pulled back to regard the woman again.] I'd ask you to share your fantasies. [Natasha nudged her back, shifting so that they were both lying on the bed and Natasha idly brushed her fingers over Maria's stomach and breasts. She didn't know what this was either, but was she looking to change it? No.
[Maria's heart was still pounding as she stared at the woman, her arms still wound around her waist. She bit her lips gently as she considered the request.]
I had a dream, once. [Her voice is quiet, still feeling incredibly vulnerable around Natasha.] I don't even remember how it had started, but it was after I fought someone, I think. In the dream. Then I went to take a shower and you were there. I had hard time looking at you for a while after that.
[Maria gave a small laugh, shaking her head. It was a little embarrassing.]
No, you didn't offend me. I thought I'd done a better job of carrying on like normal. [Her eyes brightened a little as she let them trail down Natasha's torso again. She gave a grin and rolled the redhead onto her back, taking the upper hand.] But you have more than lived up to one fuzzy, lustful dream.
[Embarrassing for her, flattering for Natasha. She couldn't deny that being the subject of lust for a woman like Maria really was quite enjoyable.]
You were fairly normal, but the eye contact was a little less than usual. I mean, I'm used to you avoiding my gaze a couple times a day. That was more like six times in a day. [Natasha let her take control, hands sliding around to grip Maria's ass as she smiled.] I'm relieved. And you have more than exceeded any expectations I might have had.
[Natasha's hand on her ass got a small noise out of Maria and she bit her lip again. She pressed her hips close to Tasha's and slipped a hand between them, meaning to finish what she had started.]
I admit, I didn't think you would want to be with a woman. I hadn't known it was an option, anyway.
[Natasha really wasn't about to stop her, but she was hardly going to just lie there either. Her nails lightly scraped over Maria's skin and she let out a gasp as she arched under the other woman.]
I admit I never would have been able to guarantee this would happen. I don't want to change it now that it has.
[Maria's eyes locked on Natasha's for a moment, staring into them like they could somehow show what the woman was thinking, what she really wanted. Like they could somehow tell her what Maria really wanted.
She bent to drop a kiss to the redhead's lips, lingering a moment before moving on to her collar, then the middle of her chest. She slowly continued downward, her intentions clear, all the while never neglecting the work her hand was doing.]
[Natasha's stomach caved as she sucked in a breath and actually whimpered in anticipation of Maria's mouth being on her. Her lips were so gloriously soft, and that tongue deceptively talented.
It was true of both of them that it was easy to only see them as their job. As women who took themselves too seriously. Right now though Natasha saw Maria as a woman that could give her unbelievable pleasure, that she actually felt safe with.
Though what they would do once they left Vegas anyone's guess. Her hungover brain was more interested in orgasms. She hummed, Russian escaping her lips as her fingers found Maria's hair.] Da... Maria...
[Maria lingered at the woman's hip a small moment before looping her arm under her shapely thigh. She gave that spot a small lick, feeling a tug below her stomach at hearing the Russian tumble from her lips. It was unbelievably sexy, the way Natasha gripped her hair and practically writhed under her. To know it was just the anticipation yet.
A small exhale escaped her and she settled between her legs, not hesitating to press her lips to her folds, to taste the woman while her mind was clearer. Another flood of images from last night opened up to Maria and she parted her lips, hungry.]
[However new to this she was, Natasha couldn't stop the way her mind seemed to become flooded with all the things she wanted to do to Maria, had done already. Suddenly there was this new avenue of exploration, this new hunger that wasn't yet close to being satiated. The ring gave her access to Maria that no one else would have.
The Russian kept coming, her moans growing louder with that blissful touch of Maria's tongue and mouth against her. She tilted her heads and pressed a foot into the bed as she stared down her body at the beautiful woman between her thighs.]
[Maria sighed and glanced up at Natasha, locking onto her eyes for a moment as she let her tongue swirl around that little knot of nerves. A soft moan escaped her lips and her eyes fluttered closed again, licking gently and letting her fingers curl inside the woman. She was aching to give Natasha that same release, wanted so badly to share that vulnerability with her.
She didn't know what was going to happen when they got home, on some level she didn't care. Natasha was special, and if they both wanted this, then Maria wasn't about to throw that away. They'd handle it, just like they handled anything else that came their way. Knowing that made Maria feel more at ease about all of it.]
[Both hands moved to tangle in Maria's hair, pulling the dark locks out of the way so that she could watch everything. Natasha bit her lip to stifle a loud moan as her body quivered and her muscles tensed. There was going to be no danger of Maria not being able to coax that release from her.
She just wanted to hold on a little longer, enjoy this a little longer. As soon as they left Vegas there really was no way of knowing how this would go. But at least they'd be figuring it out together. Her stomach sunk again and she arched as she pulled Maria's mouth right up against her and cried out her name as the orgasm ripped through her.] Maria! Bozhe moi...
[Maria let out another moan against Natasha's skin, eagerly sucking and kissing as she felt the woman go under her. She looked up to watch the best she could from her position, giving breathy sighs as she began to kiss a trail back up to her partner. She lingered at her collar, settling into Natasha's side, her arms around her waist.
She wasn't sure what to say, so she continued to press soft kisses, occasionally nipping gently. She looked up to Tash to try and guess at her thoughts.]
She rolled over, burying her head against warm skin until she started to realise the skin was much more curvaceous and smooth than she thought it would be. Or perhaps hoped it would be. Surely if she'd gotten so drunk as to fall into bed with someone it would have been Clint. Or even Thor. Hell, she'd have taken Cap or Banner. Stark at a stretch, but then it slowly started to come back to her and she nearly fell out of bed in her rush to get away from her bed partner.
It had been meant as a bonding trip, a chance for the women to escape the men. Not for the women to wind up in bed and Natasha's eyes snapped open to confirm her fear of Maria being just as naked next to her.]
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What if I told you it wouldn't be the first time? [She gave a small sigh, lifting her head again so she could press a small kiss to Natasha's cheek. She opened her eyes to gaze at the woman, her eyes following along her pretty features. She didn't know what was happening, where this had come from. She wasn't in control and just maybe it excited her more than anything else.]
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And then she pulled back to regard the woman again.] I'd ask you to share your fantasies. [Natasha nudged her back, shifting so that they were both lying on the bed and Natasha idly brushed her fingers over Maria's stomach and breasts. She didn't know what this was either, but was she looking to change it? No.
And that surprised and excited her.]
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I had a dream, once. [Her voice is quiet, still feeling incredibly vulnerable around Natasha.] I don't even remember how it had started, but it was after I fought someone, I think. In the dream. Then I went to take a shower and you were there. I had hard time looking at you for a while after that.
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That explains so much. I thought I'd managed to insult you somehow. How has my naked body lived up to your dream?
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No, you didn't offend me. I thought I'd done a better job of carrying on like normal. [Her eyes brightened a little as she let them trail down Natasha's torso again. She gave a grin and rolled the redhead onto her back, taking the upper hand.] But you have more than lived up to one fuzzy, lustful dream.
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You were fairly normal, but the eye contact was a little less than usual. I mean, I'm used to you avoiding my gaze a couple times a day. That was more like six times in a day. [Natasha let her take control, hands sliding around to grip Maria's ass as she smiled.] I'm relieved. And you have more than exceeded any expectations I might have had.
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I admit, I didn't think you would want to be with a woman. I hadn't known it was an option, anyway.
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I admit I never would have been able to guarantee this would happen. I don't want to change it now that it has.
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She bent to drop a kiss to the redhead's lips, lingering a moment before moving on to her collar, then the middle of her chest. She slowly continued downward, her intentions clear, all the while never neglecting the work her hand was doing.]
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It was true of both of them that it was easy to only see them as their job. As women who took themselves too seriously. Right now though Natasha saw Maria as a woman that could give her unbelievable pleasure, that she actually felt safe with.
Though what they would do once they left Vegas anyone's guess. Her hungover brain was more interested in orgasms. She hummed, Russian escaping her lips as her fingers found Maria's hair.] Da... Maria...
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A small exhale escaped her and she settled between her legs, not hesitating to press her lips to her folds, to taste the woman while her mind was clearer. Another flood of images from last night opened up to Maria and she parted her lips, hungry.]
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The Russian kept coming, her moans growing louder with that blissful touch of Maria's tongue and mouth against her. She tilted her heads and pressed a foot into the bed as she stared down her body at the beautiful woman between her thighs.]
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She didn't know what was going to happen when they got home, on some level she didn't care. Natasha was special, and if they both wanted this, then Maria wasn't about to throw that away. They'd handle it, just like they handled anything else that came their way. Knowing that made Maria feel more at ease about all of it.]
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She just wanted to hold on a little longer, enjoy this a little longer. As soon as they left Vegas there really was no way of knowing how this would go. But at least they'd be figuring it out together. Her stomach sunk again and she arched as she pulled Maria's mouth right up against her and cried out her name as the orgasm ripped through her.] Maria! Bozhe moi...
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She wasn't sure what to say, so she continued to press soft kisses, occasionally nipping gently. She looked up to Tash to try and guess at her thoughts.]
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