17. (18+) ʟɪꜱᴛᴇɴ ᴛᴏ ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴍᴇɴᴛᴏʀ

Pairing: Dom!Natasha Romanoff x Sub!Male!RWarnings: Dom!Nat, Sub!Reader, Slight Praise Kink, Hand Job, Blow Job.Words: 3.7kRequest: YesSummary: You've had a crush on your mentor ever since SHIELD recruited you. Little did you know, the feeling was so mutual that she decided to show you real fun.

"Him?" You heard the billionaire ask the taller woman.

It was hard to tell if he intended for you to hear or if he was unable to be discreet with his comments.

His face definitely had a problem with not talking, you could guess how he felt about this situation just by looking at him.

The woman whispered harshly to him before smiling at you. You returned the gesture while the man cleared his throat and came up to you.

"Aren't you a little—" Pausing, he took a look over you, a corner of his lips raising. "Little? To be a bodyguard?"

Your lips formed a small grin that looked like you were sorry for his lack of self-awareness.

"I'm here mostly to be your trainer, sir." You bowed slightly.

You did not want to say it out loud, but he did not sin with height himself. Instead, you smiled as he kept looking all over you with a doubtful eye.

"Well." His arms raised before he grinned. "Who am I to judge? Get in the ring with Happy." He waved to the elevated platform where a quite big man was waiting.

Stark went to sit on a chair with the tall woman as you pushed the rope down before sliding into the ring.

The man had a snarky smirk on his face as he looked at you amused.

"Do you want me to go easy on you?" His comment made you internally groan as he chuckled.

Smiling in return, your hands moved to the front. "If easy is your best—" Lightly shrugging your shoulders, you sent him an innocent look. "Then yes."

He did not seem to like it as his face immediately dropped before his eyes stared at you in anger.

He was predictable, easy to rile up, so it was not a surprise when he swung at you as his lips pressed tightly together.

Blocking his blow, you slid your body under his arm and bent your knees before pulling strongly.

His body flew over your shoulder before he even realized what was happening. Slamming his back against the floor, a loud groan escaped his mouth.

"Damn."

"Oh my God!"

The billionaire and Pepper reacted, causing the woman to get up from the seat as she ran up to the ring.

"Happy! Are you okay?" Her face matched the man's scrunched-up one.

He managed to weakly nod as he rolled on his stomach, holding his back.

"Well." Tony said from his seat with a smile. "You're better than him, so consider yourself hired." His teeth were out on display as his grin widened while looking at you.

You thanked him quickly. Even though it was your mission and you knew either Stark or Ms. Potts would be impressed enough with you, you still liked to show appreciation.

"We should do one round!" He clasped his hands, ready to get up and join you in the ring.

But Pepper stopped him, putting her hand on his shoulder as she looked at him with a serious expression.

"You have papers to sign, the notary will be here any second."

And that proved to be true when you saw a red-headed woman walk into the room. Her gaze was focused on the pair that was sitting together again, but you noticed how her eyes wandered to you for a second before a ghost of a smirk crept up on her lips.

Their greetings flew past your head as you stared at the woman. Your co-worker. She was the one who had insisted that you should've accompanied her on this mission.

Fury hadn't seen a reason for it, but had agreed. After all, his best agent had asked.

You thought she just wanted you to gain more experience. You had been under her wing since SHIELD had found you 3 years ago.

Long story short, being a small vigilante in a small Chinese town had been enough to catch their attention.

Who would've thought?

Not you, that was for sure.

"Front and center." Tony's words snapped you out of your thoughts.

Did he want Natasha to get in the ring with you?

It seemed like it when Pepper argued back, looking at him like he was crazy.

"If it pleases the court."

You wanted to object, but you also knew better than anyone how capable she was.

It would not do anything anyway because she was walking to you a second later as Pepper apologized for the playboy's behavior.

You did not hear a half of it, however, as that piercing gaze was cutting through your skull. It was hard not to gulp when she pushed the rope down, stepping inside with one leg while bending seductively.

You felt tingling all over your body, wishing badly to be able to keep your composure at least once.

But it proved to be harder as her green eyes stayed glued to you. Her lips twitched like they wanted to spread into a smile when she stood straight.

She was killing you—knowingly or not. It did not matter.

Your hand raised to your face, causing your head to turn as you pretended to scratch the side of your nose.

Anything would help right now. Even a small distraction from looking at her.

"So—" You cleared your throat. "Boxing? Or maybe martial arts?" Your body was tense as she seemed adamant about staring right at your face while your gaze wandered all over the ring.

"Martial arts are fine." She replied in that husky voice before her mouth twitched again. "But I like wrestling more." Her head tilted slightly as she sent you a smirk.

Your whole body almost convulsed at the innuendo, but you managed to keep it together—somehow.

Nodding quickly, you got into a fighting stance. If there were anything more distracting than this woman herself, it would be Tony talking about her modeling pictures in the corner.

As you moved forward to attack, your step faltered upon hearing what the man talked about. Natasha did not wait even a second, quickly using your thigh as a lever before jumping up and wrapping her legs around your neck.

Before you knew it, your body slammed against the planks like Happy's had done earlier.

"Oh, God!" You heard Ms. Potts's scream.

"Ugh!" You could barely let out a groan with how the redhead's legs were squeezing the life out of you.

It hurt—a lot. But you did not want to give up. After all, it would not be the worst way to die.

However, she saved you from any more pain when her grip loosened. Quickly getting up, she gave you a confused look as you tried to catch a breath.

"Wow." Tony said, smiling from his seat.

He looked amused as you finally stood on your feet, rubbing your neck.

"Maybe I should hire her instead." The billionaire pointed to the smaller woman who had already jumped out of the ring. "You got your ass handed to you."

You only laughed at the comment. "Hers was definitely closer to me than mine." You mumbled quietly enough that only you could hear.

But when Natasha shot you a look while holding the papers for Tony to sign, your cheeks became slightly pink from embarrassment.

"I'll see you tomorrow, boss." The man said to you, sending you a grin before heading out. "Get comfortable here!"

——

And you did.

Natasha, or more like Natalie for the mission's purpose, has gotten her own office from Pepper.

After the pair had left, you had stayed behind, going to the office as your co-worker was sorting out the documents she had received from Stark's company.

You, on the other hand, were just scrolling through pictures. Natasha's modeling ones. You had no idea about those, not until Tony mentioned them.

She looked—interesting. You tried not to let your mind wander too far. Even though you'd had a small crush on her ever since you'd joined SHIELD, it felt weird to think about her like that.

She was your mentor. Your superior. But it seemed like her bond with you had gotten deeper than the one she had with Clint. They were best friends, of course.

However, the time you two had spent together had caused you both to get closer. A few long practice nights had led to her revealing a few of her secrets to you and you returned the gesture.

But it was not anything more. You were younger, only 24, while she would celebrate her 27th birthday this year.

She would never look at you romantically.

"What are you doing?" Her voice sounded baffled and shocked as she stood behind you, causing you to have a small heart attack that you managed to contain.

"Uh—"

Coming to stand in front of you, she grabbed the tablet from your hands. "You're looking at my pictures?" She lowered the device as she gave you an incredulous look. "Doing it in my office is one way to reveal yourself as a pervert."

You would get offended if it were not for her teasing tone. A ghost of a smirk appeared on her face as she took a look at the tablet again.

"If looking at public pictures is being a pervert, then everyone is one." You nonchalantly countered her argument.

But you were dying inside. Your body was buzzing from all the nervousness that was filling it.

And when her head slowly turned to you before she put the device away, you almost gulped while averting your eyes to your knees.

Fiddling with your fingers could give away how stressed you were right now. But whatever. She probably already sensed it.

"I can't figure you out." She said lowly, bending down as she leaned on the arms of your chair, trapping you in your spot. "Why did you not block that move? You could do it easily."

The room was getting warmer as her face neared yours. Finding words was impossible as you could barely breathe, so you shrugged with a blank expression.

It made her huff out a laugh before looking through your soul with that piercing gaze again.

"I have seen you clear out rooms full of enemies by yourself, but as soon as a woman looks at you, you completely lose it."

Unfortunately—or fortunately—she was right. Maybe it was a bad weakness, or maybe you got lucky you did not have more of them.

"I just put a bit of effort into admiring the beauty." The corners of your mouth tugged down for a second as your thumbs pressed against each other.

You thought she would let it go, but when her eyebrow raised, you knew it was your time to die.

"Really? Is that what you were doing in the ring then?" She moved on her feet, switching them as her hip jutted out slightly.

Her face got so close you could almost feel her breath on your skin.

If you answered, your soul would leave your body. If you did not answer, however, well, the outcome would be the same.

"Well, pff—" You let out air through your slightly parted lips, moving your head to the side in an attempt to avoid her gaze.

It whipped back to her a second later as your eyes widened when her hand grasped your chin and forced you to look at her.

"Yes or no?" She demanded slowly, her eyebrow arching at you as a ghost of a smirk started twisting on her mouth.

You could not help yourself, your line of sight dropping to her lips covered in red lipstick as she stared at you.

A low, amused chuckle escaped her as she pressed her tongue against her upper teeth.

"You know—" She started, letting go of your chin before putting a finger under it. "—I have felt your eyes on me more than I can count." You were lucky her hand was not on your throat when you gulped. She would definitely feel it and use it against you.

"And when I started carefully picking my outfits just for you—" Huh? Your brain was short-circuiting when her palms went back to the arms of your chair, slowly sliding closer to you. "—I swear I could feel your stare burn my skin." Her voice was low as she spoke.

You were afraid of looking anywhere else than her eyes. She was making your body tingle. Everything felt hot, the temperature was definitely rising—and something else along with it.

Your pants began feeling tighter as you tried to keep your shit together. But it was impossible with her face so close to yours that her nose was almost brushing against you.

"And yet—" She kept saying, her gaze dropping past your eyes. "—you never tried to do anything." Her body arched slightly toward you as you attempted to melt into the chair. "I figured you're a virgin, but I doubted that would be the reason." She shrugged lightly as you wished for the ground to swallow you. How did she find out? "So, I wonder why."

However, this was everything you dreamed of and more. You would never think, not in a million years, this goddess of a woman could ever want you like that.

But here she was, trapping you like a prey to get every little answer out of you. Whatever she would do with them, you had no idea.

You could only hope for this to continue.

"I—W-we are co-workers." You stuttered out, miserably failing to look casual. "It's in-inappropriate." Your rapidly blinking eyes did not help with selling your excuse.

She only smiled widely, showing her white teeth as her tongue pressed against the upper ones.

A deep sigh left her mouth as she rolled her head to the other side. Focusing on your chest, her fingers wandered to your bicep, slowly trailing it.

You could die right in this moment. Your mind had never felt or thought so much at once. Everything was getting overloaded as you dumbly stared at the redhead.

"So you thought about it." Your eyes widened to the size of an orbit as her lips curled into a cocky smirk. "Well." Her finger moved to your collarbone before sliding to the middle of your chest. "How about we make it a reality?"

A what now?

Reality?

Your reality?

"Shit." You breathed out as your body almost trembled.

Shit indeed.

It was hard to tell if it was the anticipation of it all, just nerves, or the look in her eyes that made you feel like paralyzed.

"Oh, honey." She rasped back. Her lips inched towards yours, causing your eyes to close. But she moved to the side, putting her mouth at your ear as she whispered. "You will be saying more than that soon."

The audible gulp was inevitable as she trailed her hand down your torso while attaching her lips to your neck.

Your muscles tensed when she slowly sucked on it, grazing your skin with her teeth. It felt soft but strong as she started exploring more, becoming harsher.

"Mm." The sound bounced off of your closed lips as your eyes fell closed again when she got to your pulse point.

You could feel her smile spread against your skin before she kept going. Her hand reached the line of your pants, hooking her finger over and running along it.

"Any objections?" She asked, slowly moving down your neck.

"No!" You splurted out, a bit too excitedly, while shaking your head.

A second later, she tugged on your shirt, causing you to catch the hint and quickly take it off. Your tense, shaking hands went back to the armrests as she took a look over your toned body.

Her teeth bit into her bottom lip before leaning towards you. Her mouth was touching yours as it stayed open.

"Aren't you a snack?" The question was met with silence as she pulled on your lip before letting it go with a pop.

Fiddling with your buckle, she continued her actions on your body. Her red lips leaving marks all over your chest before moving to the middle and slowly trailing down.

Your muscles were tensing as your breathing picked up, seeing how close to your crotch she was getting.

"Oh." A soft moan left your mouth when she opened your zipper and covered your bulge with her hand.

She rubbed you through your underwear, sucking on the bottom of your stomach. Her doe, green eyes stared up at you with a small smirk as you found it hard to look away.

You did not want to miss any of this.

Not with the way she was making you get harder and harder with each second.

You wished for her to finally get the fabric off with the way it was almost suffocating you.

It seemed like she read your mind when her mouth moved lower, kissing your bulge before hooking her delicate fingers over your boxers and pulling them down.

Your erection sprang out, causing you to sigh in relief. But it didn't last long as a sharp breath cut through you when you felt a warm, soft hand wrap around your penis.

She chuckled amusedly at your reaction.

"Someone's sensitive." Her mocking tone did not even bother you as your mouth fell open when she started stroking you slowly.

Your eyelids could not stay open any longer as you gripped the armrests tightly. Multiple grunts started escaping your mouth when she gradually picked up the pace.

This must've been what heaven felt like. You had never experienced anything better in your life. The shocks of pleasure were running through your body as she swiped her thumb over your tip each time she got to the top.

"God." Nothing was registering in your mind besides everything she was doing to you.

"It's just me, sweetheart." She mocked you again. You knew she probably had a fat smirk plastered on her face right now.

But you could not care less. Not in this moment.

The electricity shooting through your body kept your toes curling. You could barely focus on anything as her actions were making your head go blank.

You had never felt so much at once. Your face was getting warmer as your hips jerked when the redhead's movements picked up.

But a second later the sensation disappeared, causing your eyebrows to scrunch in confusion as your hooded eyes tried to look at her.

Just to shut tightly closed as your jaw fell to the floor when Natasha's warm, wet mouth slowly slid down your cock.

"I—Oh—" You were choking on your moans as she went down all the way to the base.

Your shuddering breathing got louder as you tightened your hold on the armrests, knuckles going white from the grip.

Her teeth lightly grazed you as she started pulling her mouth up, getting to the tip and sucking on it slowly.

Correction—this was what heaven felt like.

You could not stop making sounds. Low grunts mixed with soft moans kept running through your mouth like a song on repeat while she kept working on you like an employee of the month.

Slurping sounds followed soon after as she found her pace, slowing down when moving to the base before quickly going up.

"Fu—" The word did not leave your mouth fully as you bit your bottom lip, attempting to quiet down.

But it was to no use when her hands grabbed your balls and started fiddling with them.

"Shit!" She kept going, not giving you a break even for a second as your stomach kept tensing.

Your head lulled back from the overload of pleasure as she sped up. It was too much. You could not speak anymore as you felt her tongue join in.

"Nat, I—" You felt yourself getting close, your hand raising to let her know.

But she grabbed it and forcefully pinned it to the armrest. Her mouth slipped off your dick, quickly replacing it with her hand.

"You're doing so well for me." She praised you, causing your penis to twitch. "So good." She whispered against your tip before licking it while looking at you through her eyelashes.

You could barely see anything through the blurry vision. It felt like your face was covered in sweat as you kept scrunching it.

"I'm gonna suck every drop out of you." She immediately dove in again.

Without a warning, she started sucking harshly, causing your body to tense as you were getting to the edge.

"I'm gonna—" Her hand squeezed your balls before quickly fiddling with them as she bopped her head up and down like she was in a race.

You could not handle it anymore. A loud moan ripped through your throat as a load of your cum shot into her mouth. Your hips slightly moved up and down as you chased her lips any time they would go up your shaft.

She did not stop for a while longer before she was sure there was nothing left as you slumped in your chair.

Your chest was heaving, making you feel like a heart attack was nearing while Natasha took her mouth off your cock.

You slightly opened your eyes, looking at the redhead who just literally sucked life out of you.

Her hand was at her mouth as she wiped it before licking her finger clean while sending you a cheeky smirk.

You felt yourself getting even hotter at the sight.

"That—" You had to swallow spit from how dry your mouth was. "That was incredible." You managed to utter out.

Your breathing was ragged as you tried to calm down. But the redhead's amused laugh caught your attention, causing you to look at her.

"Oh, honey." She gave you a pitying look while her lips pursed. Getting up from her knees, she slowly slid her hands up your chest and stopped them at your shoulders as she sat on your lap.

"We're far from being done." Her seductive whisper had you gulping harshly before a deep moan ripped through you when she rolled her hips on your soft penis.

The look in her eyes was mischievous and lustful.

And it had your entire body twitching in anticipation for what else she had prepared for you.