15. (18+) ꜱᴏᴍᴇ ɴᴇᴇᴅᴇᴅ ʀᴇʟɪᴇꜰ

Pairing: Bottom!Natasha Romanoff x Top!F!OCWarnings: Daddy Kink, Choking Kink, Overstimulation, Praise Kink, Degradation, Clit Play, Vibrator Play, Masturbating to a Sex-tape, Mentions of Strap-on.Words: 3kRequest: YesSummary: Your girlfriend can't handle your absence to the point she is willing to break the rules until she faces the consequences.

A loud noise spread throughout the room when the cabinet door was harshly slammed close. Two men exchanged looks, concerned, while not uttering a word.

They just kept minding their business. Sam raised a spoon up to his mouth, eating his cereal while Steve dived into a newspaper. Probably hoping he could become invisible right now.

The woman threw a slice of bread on a plate, pressing her lips together, hard. It almost could seem personal. But it was only Natasha.

Only could be the wrong word right now. She was definitely not in the mood to play around. Or talk. Or look. Or hear somebody breathe.

It was a miracle these two men were still alive as she was violently fixing herself a sandwich. "Hey, guys, I need you to—Oh, nope." Wanda's voice could be heard as she started entering the kitchen.

Tablet in her hands with her eyes focused on it before she raised her head and noticed the other woman. Her face quickly changed into an anxious one as she quickly turned around on her heel and began making her way out.

"Wanda! Wait!" Two men started yelling after her, hoping they wouldn't be left alone with Natasha.

"You're on your own!" She yelled back to them and they sat back down on their stool with helpless expressions.

It quickly changed to fear when they noticed how Natasha was giving them a stinky eye as her head was directed down. Steve quickly picked up the newspaper and covered his face with it.

It successfully cut Natasha's view of him, leaving Sam alone with it. "Man!" He said, feeling betrayed before composing himself when the woman's head tilted at him. "I'm just eating my cereal." He said quietly as he began stuffing his mouth with his breakfast.

Natasha kept staring at him with a dangerous look in her eyes before her nostrils flared and she went back to making a sandwich for herself.

One probably could wonder why she was acting like breathing too loud could make her kill somebody. Well, the answer was simple. You'd gone on a mission. Two months ago.

And to her utmost delight, you were not allowed to use any devices that could let you communicate with anybody.

So here she was. Annoyed, upset, sad, ready to kill—and sexually frustrated.

Exactly that. These two months had taken a toll on her as she couldn't do anything other than think about you coming back. So she could finally come too.

It'd been fine at the beginning, she'd been acting like usual. But after a few weeks, it'd become hell. Not exactly for her, but for everybody else.

The team was scared of crossing her at any point and any place, fearing for their life. If there was a chance of them getting out of the space she was in, they took it without hesitation.

No second thoughts or anything of that sort. They immediately vanished each time they could. It worked for Natasha—in a way that was. She didn't want to be around anyone, she wanted you and you were the only one she couldn't have.

Sometimes, being alone made her more irritated, but it was only for a second before her body frustrated her in a different way. So, here she was, controlling herself. At least, doing it the best she could.

"Maybe you should—"Sam started as he put his elbows on the countertop, looking at the redhead seriously.

"I will not hesitate to stab you with the butter knife."

The man quickly shut himself up, averting his gaze away from Natasha as she glared at him. She was playing with her sandwich, getting lost in her thoughts.

She couldn't handle it anymore. She wouldn't. She had to do something. Dropping the knife, she almost stormed out of the kitchen, leaving the men confused and scared.

Her legs basically ran through the hallways, quickly getting to the elevator and pressing buttons. "Stupid shit." She grumbled to herself, clicking the button repeatedly until the doors closed.

It was becoming too much. It wasn't physically possible to endure more of this. She didn't even know when you'd be back since there wasn't a definite date for your return.

It was pissing her off. She needed to know because she needed you. It was killing her that you were away.

The elevator dinged, letting the woman get out of it. And she did just that, quickly walking to her room and shutting the door closed.

She didn't waste her time as she started taking off her pants, coming up to one of the drawers. She pulled it open, revealing multiple sex toys. She was never the one to pick them.

You always did it. The thought of you choosing a toy that you'd use on her shot electricity through her body. She could feel the tension in her clit even more now.

Not wanting to wait any longer, she grabbed one of the vibrators before closing the drawer and quickly getting in bed.

She pushed the sheets down and her underwear down her legs before throwing it to the side. She leaned over to your nightstand, pulling a camera out of it before getting comfortable.

She quickly turned it on as her hand went down her body. Multiple pictures popped out immediately, causing her arousal to grow even more as her thighs pressed together.

Skipping through the pictures, she finally got to the videos. Spreading her legs a little, she moved her hand to her clit. Fingers brushing against it as she played the clip.

Her breath caught in her throat when she saw you forcefully spreading her legs. Her hand started running slow circles on her clit as her eyes were glued to the screen.

Her body was heating up quickly as she watched what you were doing to her. The silicone toy attached to your hips slid through her folds as she squirmed under you.

You teased her with your fake dick before pleasuring her with your fingers just as hers pushed harder on her clit. She matched your pace, going faster while her teeth sank in her lip.

Watching you toying with her was turning her on like nothing else before. Maybe besides you yourself. You could do wonders to her without trying.

Her hand unconsciously went faster, doing tighter circles as she moaned softly. It was almost like you were here, touching her, bringing her closer to her release with each second.

Her eyes were focused on your fingers flicking her clit and she did just that to herself, moving quickly from side to side. "Oh!" Another moan passed her lips as her head lulled back.

She raised it back, not wanting to miss any part of the video as she kept going harder, putting more pressure. "Fuck, baby." She breathed out to herself as her mouth fell open.

The pleasure shooting through her body was amazing. Her fingers toyed with her clit as she sucked in a breath.

You stopped your actions in the video before lining up the tip of your strap with her entrance. Natasha's hand sped up significantly as her jaw dropped at the sight.

She kept going, but it seemed like her hand wasn't enough to get herself off.  Quickly grabbing the vibrator, she left her eyes on the screen before slowly pushing the toy inside her just as you entered her with your strap.

Her head fell back at the feeling, imagining it was you inside her now. That it was you pleasuring her and bringing her closer to her orgasm.

Thoughts and images were flooding her mind as she closed her eyes in delight. She couldn't wait until you'd be back.

——

It'd been an hour. An hour of the redhead trying to get herself off—she'd managed to do it round zero times.

She started becoming frustrated as she was getting close, once again. And she couldn't push herself over the edge, once again.

She'd figured out a good amount of time ago that it'd been like that because it wasn't actually you doing it. She'd hoped videos would help, and they did, but not to the point of being able to cum.

You were the only one who could make her do that. You were the only one who knew how to push her buttons and which ones exactly.

She pulled out the vibrator out of her not long ago as it wasn't helping that much. Instead, she kept using her hand and playing with herself.

She tried everything, including fingering herself. Just as she was doing now. Unbeknownst to her, you were walking down the hallway to your shared bedroom.

And her little moans were a little louder than she thought as you heard them when you were at the door, slowing down your steps.

A smirk quickly found its way to your lips as you held your jacket over your shoulder. Without a knock, you pushed the door open, casually walking in and startling the redhead.

"Hunter!" She yelled out in surprise, trying to move her hand away from her pussy.

"Uh-ah." You uttered out before tsking at her.

The woman stopped her movements immediately as you closed the door and threw your jacket on the chair. Your hands went to your pockets as you slowly walked to the front of the bed.

"By all means, continue what you were doing." Your calm tone made the redhead nervous as she wasn't sure what was running through your head.

There was a rule between you two. The rule was that Natasha was not supposed to touch herself without your permission. She clearly did more than that.

"Hun—" A deep sigh made her pause as she swallowed thickly, her eyes glued to you and observing.

"You even got some help, I see." You stated as you stared at the camera and vibrator that were lying next to her. "So, keep going, sweetheart."

Your expression looked mischievous as a dangerous smirk was plastered on your face. She wasn't sure if it was a test, but she didn't want to make it worse.

So, she listened and resumed her movements, playing with her clit again. Your eyes dropped to her pussy as you bit your bottom lip, letting your teeth sink into it.

"Don't you look so pretty like that?" Your low voice already was working on her as she tried to keep her eyes open and on you. "Touching yourself for me like a good girl."

A small whine sounded through her throat at the praise and you chuckled while slowly rounding the bed. "Go on, sweetheart. I want to see what you were doing here without me." Her eyes shot up to you with a pleading look in them.

Her hand sped up a little as she put more pressure on her clit. But it wasn't what worked her up. Your entranced stare was enough to make her moan as she toyed with her clit.

You stayed silent as you watched her actions. How she was running wide circles on her clit before making them tighter and tighter. It made you think about how tight her pussy always felt around you.

How she always took you so well. Everything you gave her. "Go faster for me." You whispered to her as you sat down on the bed. She listened obediently, speeding up her movements before she started flicking her clit, pushing down on it more. "Just like that. Such a good little slut."

Her eyes were glazing over as she looked at you. It'd been an hour of her doing this and she needed a release. She needed to cum and this was torture.

"Please, I want to—" Your hand shot up to her neck, wrapping itself around it as she choked on her breath.

"You are in no position to say what you want. You should be glad I still praise your slutty self and choke you like a whore that you are."

Her clit almost trembled at your words as her hand picked up the pace, going significantly faster and harder. She could barely keep her eyes open as your mouth was ghosting over hers.

This was already so much better than the last hour she'd spent watching the videos. All you had to do was say anything to her and she was falling to putty.

"You thought you'd be a disobedient slut and get rewarded?" You chuckled sinisterly in her face, still holding her throat. "I will enjoy the show first and maybe then I will be nice enough to fuck you."

You almost spat the words at her as her mouth dropped when she flicked her clit faster. Her eyes closed, feeling your hands on her was enough to cause the heat to spread all over her body.

She was almost begging you with her face as she forced her eyes open, knowing that leaving them close wouldn't help her case. "Please." She croaked out as you tightened your grip around her neck, eliciting a deep moan from her.

"I'll be good, I swear, please." She kept begging you, her voice barely got out of her mouth at this point.

You could see hints of tears in her eyes as she kept playing with her bundle of nerves, the overbearing feeling of not being able to push herself over the edge was taking a toll on her.

Her eyes pleaded with you as you remained unfazed by her words. "You disobeyed me." Her hand was jerking a little, losing strength as she couldn't do it any longer.

"I couldn't ask—" A tight squeeze to her neck cut her off as you leaned closer.

"I don't care what you could and couldn't. If you were good, you would wait. And now you have to go through this just because you wanted to be a who, remind me?"

An evil smirk spread widely on your lips as she closed her eyes at your words. "I'm a slut for not listening." She said as her voice broke, she could barely speak after hours of playing with herself. "Please, I will be your good girl, just—please."

She sounded like she was about to cry, everything in her was begging you to just help. Sighing out deeply, you decided it'd been enough, trailing your hand down her body.

You could see her face and how she waited in anticipation, holding her breath as she watched your movements.

Moving between her legs and taking her hand off of her clit, she whined quietly before a deep moan followed when you leaned down and took her clit in your mouth to suck on it.

"Oh, God." Her hand shot up to the headboard as you were going all the way already, sucking harshly. Your tongue was flicking her bundle of nerves between pulls while your eyes were glued to her.

Her eyes were squeezed shut as she gripped the wooden material to keep herself down. "You wanted me to make you cum, so open your eyes and watch how I do it, whore." You said lowly against her pussy, making her eyes shoot open.

You didn't waste your time and went back to sucking on her clit as you slipped two fingers in her in one swift motion. She was so wet that there was no resistance. "Fuck! Daddy! Oh, my God, yes!"

She was already a moaning mess as her mouth fell open. Watching you was only getting her closer to cumming as she already felt that knot in her stomach. "Daddy! I'm gonna—can I—Fuck!"

You significantly sped up your fingers as you let go of her clit for a second. "You are such a slut, falling apart so easily." Her other hand quickly went to the bed sheets, fisting them as her eyes fell close, unable to keep them open any longer.

Going back to her clit, you angled your fingers in a different way, causing the woman's head to tilt forward. "Shit! Please, can I cum, please." Her voice was begging you as you could feel her pussy tightly squeezing your fingers.

You watched her for a little longer, not replying and seeing how she writhed underneath you. It was becoming too much for her. Taking pity on her, you licked her clit before saying. "Cum for me like a good whore."

It didn't have to be said twice as her face scrunched immediately and her head fell back. "Daddy!" A loud moan of your name fell out of her mouth while she tightly wrapped her walls around your fingers, cumming on them.

You started gradually slowing down as you helped her ride out her orgasm with your fingers still in her. Her chest was rapidly going up and down when you completely stopped as she tried to catch her breath.

Her lips were parted as she lay on the bed, not moving an inch. Going up her body, you softly pressed your lips against hers in a quick kiss. "Thank you." She breathed out before swallowing harshly.

"You're welcome." You replied with a sweet smile. "But break the rules again and I won't be that nice." Your stern voice made her nod quickly before you kissed her again.

"Do you want to take a shower?" Your gentle voice made a smile appear on her face as her eyes barely stayed open.

"I can't move." She chuckled out in response. "It was a really hard orgasm."

You left a kiss on her forehead before skipping to the bathroom and turning the water on, letting it fill up the bathtub. Going back to the room, you took off your clothes as she watched you with a smirk.

"Don't you know it's rude to stare?" You playfully asked as you unbuckled your belt.

"Nope." She popped the 'p' as she was biting the tip of her finger, her eyes still glued to you.

Quickly looking to the bathroom, you saw that the bathtub was ready, so you skipped to turn off the water before coming up to the bed and picking up the redhead bridal style.

"I love you." You told her with a kiss on her forehead. Her eyes looked at you full of love as she smiled softly.

"I love you too."

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