Scarlett Johansson and her Characters One-Shots

by paige_vers

Summary:

A bunch of Scarlett Johansson one-shots from my wattpad. My wattpad has the same username, @Paige_vers

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Notes:

I had originally written this on my phone, for another book, with no other person in mind. I have now edited it to have Scarlett in mind, but if it doesn't all make sense, I apologize. This was also my first ever one-shot, written years ago! Hope you enjoy!

Chapter 1: SJ - Wedding Day

Summary:

Scarlett and reader get married.

Notes:

I had originally written this on my phone, for another book, with no other person in mind. I have now edited it to have Scarlett in mind, but if it doesn't all make sense, I apologize. This was also my first ever one-shot, written years ago! Hope you enjoy!

The day had finally come. The day you were marrying the love of your life. You had waited for this day since you were a little girl, playing with your barbies. Of course then you only thought that boys and girls could get married, and not girls and girls or boys and boys. But now you were marrying your girlfriend of 8 years.

As you stepped into your (clothing if choice), you felt someone's hands snake around your waist. You look back and see your soon-to-be wife, Scarlett.

"You know it's bad luck to see each other before the ceremony." You say as you lean back into her.

"I just couldn't wait any longer." She says as she turns you around and gives you a small peck on the lips. "You look beautiful my love."

"As do you. I can't wait to finally be your wife."

"Soon enough, y/n, soon enough."

 

As you walk through the doors leading to the park outside, you look down the aisle and see Scarlett at the altar, beaming at you. 'Fuck she's gorgeous' you think to yourself. You are about to walk down the aisle with your uncle, Phillip, but you always call him Uncle P. He took you in after your dad kicked you out for being lesbian. He was more like a dad than your actual dad was.

"You ready?" your uncle asks while patting your hand.

"Ready than ever" you say without taking your eyes off of Scarlett. She looked stunning in her dress. As you make your way towards the altar, everything else around you is a blur. All your friends and family standing for you, the music in the background, the soft chirping of birds in the trees around you. None of that matters. All that matters in this moment is you and Scarlett.

The walk seems so long, but you eventually get there. You look into Scarlett's eyes and you get lost in them, just like the first day you met her. Those sparkling green eyes that glimmer when the light hits them just right.

The moment of truth is here. I already know our answers, but I was still nervous.

"Y/n L/n, do you take Scarlett Johansson to be your lawfully wedded wife?"

"I do."

"Scarlett Johansson, do you take y/n l/n to be your lawfully wedded wife?"

"I do."

"You may now kiss your bride."

The kiss is full of love and passion. Nothing but pure love for each other. You smile into her as you both pull away, ears full with cheering from the people here to support you.
Resting your forehead on her head you wisper "I love you"

"I love you more"

You peck her on the lips and say "not possible."

Notes:

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Chapter 2: SJ - Don't You Ever Do That Again

Summary:

Reader plays a trick on Scarlett after she gets home from a long day of filming.

Notes:

I wrote this a while ago in a different book and now I'm just transferring it here into this book!

I lay on the floor under our bed waiting to scare Scarlett. She's been filming all day, and I didn't even get to see her before she left. She told me she would be home by 10 pm (22:00,) but she isn't here yet, even though it is 10:30. Since she's later than expected, I decided to play a little trick on her.

Sometime around 11 pm I hear the front door open, meaning Scar must have finally gotten home.

"Y/N I'm home!"

"Y/N?" She askes after not hearing a response.

I hear her going around our house saying my name, looking for me. Eventually I see her feet enter the room as she turns the light on.

"Y/N? I know you're in here somewhere, I've looked practically everywhere else. She walks around the room, going into your bathroom, then looking through the closet. I carefully watch her feet as she walks around our room, looking for her fiance.

As she walks closer to the bed, I get ready to carry out your plan. I start to tickle her feet when she is standing unbeknownly in front of me.

"AHHHHH" half-screaming, half-giggling yells Scarlett. "Y/N! You almost gave me a heart attack!" she says while I climb out from under your shared bed. "Don't you ever do that again." she says with a smile over my shoulder, hugging me tightly.

"I missed you so much." You say before leaning in too give her a peck on the lips.

"I missed you too baby."

"I love you."

"I love you more."

"Nope, not possible." you say while climbing into bed.

Notes:

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Chapter 3: NR - Take Care of Yourself

Summary:

Nat comes home from a mission injured. Reader insists that Nat takes better care of herself.

Notes:

This was also published in another book of mine, but I'm now putting it here. Please enjoy!

Y/N's POV

Natasha stormed into the compound, bruises all over her body, a deep gash on her left calf, and minor cuts all over the rest of her body. She stormed right past me, just giving me a small 'hello'. I get up from my spot on the couch on the couch and follow her to our bedroom. She plops down onto the chair at our desk to start filling out paperwork for after the mission.

"You know you really should get yourself cleaned up." I say to her, hurriedly getting the first-aid kit out of the closet to clean her up.

"I'm fine. Just let me do my work." She says to me, clearly upset with not only me but herself.

"Please Nat. I just want to help you here. You clearly aren't fine."

"I told you I'm fine. Now just leave me alone so I can do my work."

"I won't leave until I can clean you up."

Teeny Time Skip

Third person:

"Look, you can't keep doing this to yourself!" exclaimed Y/N.

"I'm just doing my job!" Natasha exclaimed back.

"Yes, but you need to look out for yourself too. I know this is your job, but you almost died! I can't lose you Nat." Y/N said with a tear slipping out of her eye, falling on the floor. "I love you too much to lose you. I've lost everything else and I don't know what I would do if I lost you too." Y/N added, tears now streaming down her face.

"Hey, hey, it's okay. I'm right here. I'm not going anywhere." Natasha replied, trying to comfort her. Natasha reached her hand up to Y/N's face and wiped the tears away from her cheeks with her thumb. "I'll try to be more careful on my missions, but it's going to take time. I'm so used to not putting myself first."

Y/N put her hands on Nat's hands, which still rested on her face. She squeezed lightly on her hands, letting her know that she understands. They stay like this for a while, Natasha's hands on Y/N's face, Y/N's hands on Nat's, and their foreheads resting on each other's.

Notes:

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Chapter 4: NR - Rescued

Summary:

Reader gets captured on a mission and Natasha goes to rescue her.

Angst

Notes:

A/N: Again, written a while ago, and posted on another book. I had originally put a name in here but have since changed it to y/n.

Warning: Some Angst

 

Natasha:

"Fury any word on y/ln?"

"Not yet Romanoff, but my agents are still looking. She's out there somewhere." Fury says.

"Well, hurry up would you! I- We need her back." I say, trying not to sound too desperate to see my girlfriend.

"We're working as hard as we can Romanoff." Fury says sternly. "I'll let you know as soon as we have anything."

"Thanks Director."

My girlfriend, y/n y/ln went on a solo mission three weeks ago to get some information from a so-called abandoned hydra base. Apparently, the abandoned part wasn't so true and they closed in on her and captured her, took her in. We lost contact from her four days into the mission. She said she could handle it, but she sounded pretty worried. I am of course worried for her, but she's been through a lot, so what's a few hydra agents, right?

Dinner has gotten lonelier and lonelier. Every time Tony makes a sarcastic remark or Steve gets confused about something, I turn to her like I always would, but she's not there. I just end up picking at my food, but it just doesn't taste the same. These three weeks have felt more like three years.

Tonight is movie night. But I'm skipping it again. I don't feel like socializing with, or even seeing anyone. The only person I want to see is y/n. I walk slowly to our room, ignoring the texts from the team asking me to join them for the movie. When I get to our room, I lazily plop down on my side of the bed, not even caring to change out of my clothes from the day. After laying there for what seems like hours of staring at the ceiling, I finally drift away into a dreamless slumber.

 

TIME SKIP

 

"Romanoff, I need you to come down here immediately. We have a sign of y/ln. Figured you'd like to know." Fury says on the other side of the phone.

"I'll be right there Director." I respond, trying not to sound too desperate. I quickly met up with Fury and the rest of his team, only to see them all hoover over a single, beeping screen with a red dot on it, showing y/n's location. "So where is she then?"

"Dauriya, Russia. Hydra must've set up in the outskirts of the town. We'll send a Quinjet to get her. You up for it?"

"Always ready for a mission." I say, scurrying off to go get ready.

Y/N:

"You can't hold me here much longer. Soon enough my family will be here to come and get me, and we'll take you guys out while we're at it." I say to the Hydra agents that I know are watching me though the hole of the door of the cell they're keeping me in. I'm strapped to a table in an all-enclosed cell with only one little peephole in the door.

"They'll never come for you. They'll never be able to find you here." Someone responds in a thick accent I can't quite distinguish.

"We've cut off all communication with the outside world. Not even people in the nearby town know we're here." Someone else says. And just as if on cue, I hear sound yelling and crashing. Has someone come here to rescue me? Or is this just the guards trying to trick me?

The door goes flying across the room and the cuffs and straps keeping my on the table are released. In all the smoke and debris flying through the air, I stand up and run out to the hallway, where I see a certain redhead. Not just any redhead. My redhead.

"Natasha!" I run up to her, giving her a soft, but passionate kiss on the lips. After a few moments, she pulls away, holding both of my hands.

"Not now моя любовь (my love), we've got to get go before anyone wakes up." She says as she rushes me out of there. As soon as we're on the Quinjet, Natasha wraps her arms around my neck, and I wrap my arms around her waist. We stand there for a minute, just taking in each other.

"I've missed you," she says after a few minutes.

"I've missed you too baby. So fucking much." I say, putting my hands on her cheeks, and my lips on hers.

"I'm just glad you're back."

"Me too."

Notes:

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Chapter 5: SJ - New Product

Summary:

Reader helps Scarlett test out a new product for The Outset.

"Bzzzz Bzzzz" went your phone. You looked at your phone and saw it light up with Scarlett's face. She was at work for her skincare company, The Outset. You quickly answered, excited with every chance you have to talk to your wife.

"Hello Scar!" you said as you picked up your phone.

"Hey love! How are you?" Scarlett replied from the other side of the phone.

"Better now that I'm talking to you. So what's up honey?"

"I was wondering if you could come down here and test out the new product? You know the one that we've been working on?" Scarlett asked.

"Yeah I'll be right there!" You say, starting to get your things ready to go.

"Ok, see you soon my love!"

"Love you baby!"

"Love you too y/n!"

You smile in to the phone as Scarlett hangs up. You head towards your car after you are all ready and get in. You turn on your favorite music, and drive down to the studio (idk what to call it), excited just to see Scarlett.

The drive wasn't very long, only about 20 minutes since traffic wasn't that busy. You walked into the studio and saw your wife right away. She was in a blue and white striped top with black pants. She had her hair tied up and her glasses on. You love when she has her glasses on. She didn't notice you walk in, but Kate did. You motioned to Kate a 'shhh' with your pointer finger up to your mouth. You wanted to surprise Scarlett since she didn't see you. You walk quietly up to her, careful not to make a sound. You put your hand up near her back and your mouth near her ear and whisper "boo" in her ear as you touch her back. She jumps a little and lets out a gasp. She quickly turns around and her eyes light up once she sees you. She engulfs you in a big hug and nuzzles her head in the crook of your neck, taking in your scent. You hug her back, enjoying every bit of it.

She lets go and takes your hand, leading you toward the testing area.

"You ready?" She asked.

"Yes love." You reply.

She gets the product on her hand and starts to put it on your hand first, just to test it out. It felt cooling, and left you with a smooth feeling on your skin.

"How does it feel?" She asked.

"Really nice." You respond.

"You ready to try it on your face?" Scarlett asked.

"Of course!" You say.

You feel her rub the cold cream on your face with her fingers, letting it melt into your skin. You ease into her touch, letting her spread the cream all over your face. You let out a small hum, enjoying her touch. Once it's all spread over your face, she pulls her hands away and does a quick pat on your cheeks.

"Hey!" you say lovingly, giving Scarlett a playful look. You take the jar of cream and smear some on her face. She blushes and gasps.

"y/n/n!" Scarlett says, surprised at the cold cream on her face. She takes more cream and puts it on your face, surprising you.

"Scarlett!" you exclaim. You give her a peck on the lips. "I sure do love you, you know."

Scarlett chuckles, "Yes I do, my love" she says as she gives you a sweet kiss. "So how does it feel?"

"Oh it feels great!" You say, winking.

"No not the kiss silly, the cream." Scarlett says, looking at you with a playful look in her eyes.

"Oh... That... It feels pretty good! I really like it! It's really smooth and cooling and doesn't sting or burn! It feels really nice."

"I'm glad you like it! It's supposed to be cooling and good for hydration. Not to mention it'll prevent wrinkles." Scarlett mumbles the last part.

"Hey, are you calling me old? Are you saying that I have wrinkles?" You ask, slightly accusingly.

"Noooo, I'm just saying that you might get them later, you know." Scarlett replies honestly, looking down at the jar of cream. "But you could say the same about me." She says, making eye contact with you again.

"Well then I'd love to get wrinkles with you, darling." You say, grabbing her free hand and rubbing the back of her hand with your thumb.

"Well you're stuck with me for a while, love." Scarlett chuckles and gives you a quick kiss on the lips.

You stay at the studio until the end of the day, not only to help, but to spend time with your wife.

Notes:

This is my first story I've written since I've gotten back into writing! I hope you all enjoy it!

 

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Chapter 6: MC - Bodyguard

Summary:

Midge Campbell and her daughter arrive in Asteroid City with her Bodyguard, who are in a secret relationship.

"That's Midge Campbell!" I hear off in the distance.

"That must be her bodyguard." I hear someone else say.

We had just arrived in a small town in the middle of the desert, called Asteroid City. Well, it wasn't really a town, it was just a few buildings outside of the asteroid that named the city. I was driving Midge Campbell and her daughter, Dinah. Dinah won some award for creating something. Something that makes plants grow faster? I wasn't really sure what she called it, but boy was she smart. And I really admired her for that. Not quite like I admired her mom, though. She was such a great actress. She really knew how to get into character. And she was really kind. She had a great voice too. And not to mention she was smoking hot. And she was great in bed too. But that part was a secret. Not even Dinah knew about us.

We walked into the small diner in town and sat down. I sat down last, letting Midge and Dinah choose their seats first. I sat on the side of Dinah, as to not get in her way of making friends with the other patrons. I figure she might want to get to know them since she will be spending a few days in this hell hole.

I look down at my food and before I can react, a man, one of the other patrons in the diner, takes Midge's photo. I silently curse to myself as it's supposed to be my job to prevent occurrences like this. I stand up, but before I could say anything, Midge talks.

"Did you just take my photo?" She asks the man. He replies and introduces himself. His son introduces himself as well and his son, Woodrow, gives a little wave to Dinah.

"I assume you already know who I am. This is my daughter Dinah. And this is my bodyguard, y/n." Midge says.

"Bodyguard, huh?" The man, Augie asks. I can tell that he clearly has something for Midge, but I won't let that fly. Not on my watch.

"Yeah, she keeps me and Dinah safe and protected. But mostly me. Dinah can handle herself most days." Midge says a little protectively. Protective of both me and Dinah.

"I didn't know they let women be bodyguards. That's pretty, um, cool."

"Yeah I think it's pretty cool. I got to pick which bodyguard I wanted and so I chose her." You smiled a bit as you loved hearing this story. When Midge was younger, before she was married to her ex-husband and before she had Dinah, she had her big break. She needed a bodyguard, and the agency was lucky enough to let her choose which one she wanted. She looked at the lineup and looked at the clipboard she held in her hand full of each person's resume. It didn't take her long to choose me. I was the only female there. Not that that's why she chose me. After our first date she told me that she thought I was the most attractive one there. She also thought that I had the best resume out of everyone there, and I looked the toughest. I've been her bodyguard since then, and we've been secretly together ever since.

"What are you going to do with that photo of me?" Midge asks Augie.

"If it's any good then I'll sell it to a magazine."

"Show me first. Let me approve it." Midge demands. Their conversation continues, while I sit in silence, jealous of his flirty manner. He tells us that he's a trench photographer, and shows us the scar in the back of his head from where he got hit with shrapnel. It's pretty cool and all, but I can tell that it doesn't impress Midge. She only has eyes for me.

 

TIME SKIP

 

We get to our little "cabin room," which is snug for the three of us. I was going to get my own, so that the girls could have their privacy, but Midge insisted that I stay with them. To keep them safe in case anything were to happen. And of course to sneak in little moments of just the two of us when we could, when Dinah (or any others) weren't around. The cabin has two rooms: a bathroom and a living room/bedroom. In the living room there is one queen-sized bed and one couch to sleep on. There is also a little kitchenette and a table with four chairs, along with a small television. I bring all of our luggage inside the room and help the girls unpack. I help Midge unpack, as Dinah likes to do things on her own. She is a teenager, after all.

Midge and mines hands brush against each others, and we look into each other's eyes. I smile at her, and she smirks back. We know that we can't do anything right now because her daughter is in the room, but later we'll have a chance.

Once Midge's bags are all unpacked, she flops down on the bed dramatically and I just chuckle at her and smirk. Dinah just rolls her eyes and sighs. I start to unpack my bag, stealing glances at Midge. Dinah, oblivious to all this, continues to unpack her bag, eager to get out of the cabin. Once I'm done putting all my clothes and other items away, I sit down on one of the chairs at the table, watching Midge's chest rise and fall with each breath she takes.

"Mom, I'm going to go meet some of the other kids." Dinah says, hand on the doorknob.

Midge sits up, resting on her hands, saying, "Wait, we need to figure out sleeping arrangements."

"I am NOT sharing the bed with you again. I am too old for your cuddles Mom. I'll take the couch."

"Well then where is y/n going to sleep?" Midge asks.

"It's ok. I'll take the floor. I'm sure they have some extra blankets at the front desk." (Or in the vending machines haha) I say, a little disappointed.

"I can't ask you to do that," Midge says, turning her attention towards me. "You can share the bed with me." She says, hiding her excitement.

 

"Are you sure? I'm more than fine to sleep on th-"

"Y/n" Midge interrupts sternly. "I said you can share the bed with me." She says as she looks me deep in the eyes. A look that I am all too familiar with.

"Ok, now that we've got that settled can I go now?" Dinah says annoyingly.

"Yes Dine, you may go. Just stay safe."

"Do you want me to come with?" I ask, knowing that it's my job to protect the both of them, not just Midge. Even though it is mostly just Midge I'm protecting.

"No, of course not! You'll just be an embarrassment." Dinah protests.

"Ok, well you know where to find us. Have fun! Love you!" Midge yells out while Dinah walks out the door. Midge gets up from the bed and walks over towards me. She comes over and sits on my lap, straddling me. "Now that she's gone, what are we going to do?" She plants a kiss on my lips.

"I think you already know baby girl" I say smirking after pulling away.

Notes:

A/N: I Promise there will be a part two! And it will contain smut! ;) and it will be in this book, not my smut book.

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Chapter 7: MC - Bodyguard Pt 2

Summary:

Part 2 of Bodyguard

Midge and y/n do the deed while Dinah is gone.

Notes:

Contains Smut. Both Receiving.

Warning: Smut. And a lot of it. Enjoy! Also this is my first smut so I hope it's good!

 

Imagine something like this for Reader

"Now that she's gone, what are we going to do?" She plants a kiss on my lips as she straddles me on the kitchen chair. 

"I think you already know, baby girl" I say smirking after pulling away. I move my lips to her neck and suck on her sweet spot. Midge moans a little bit and wraps her arms around my neck. 

"Shhh darling. We wouldn't want our neighbors to hear now would we? Wouldn't want a scandal on our hands?" I say, raising my head up to her level.

"Who fucking cares y/n/n. All I want is you." She says, with a devilish glint in her eyes.

"If you say so, my dear." I say as I kiss her passionately. She kisses back just as hard. She opens up her mouth to let my tongue in, which I eagerly do. Our tongues dance in a heated passion as I snake my hands around her waist. We keep making out as carefully stand up, holding her with her legs around my hips, not breaking contact. She runs her hands through my hair and I place her down on the bed. I climb on top of her, straddling her, and still making out. I pin her hands above her head with one of my hands, and use the other to run down the side of her torso. She shivers at my touch. I get to her belt and start to undo it, but realize I need two hands. I unpin her hands, but she still leaves them there, relaxed. I use both hands now to undo her belt around  her dress.

"I could've helped you with that." She says as a smirk dances across those red lips. 

"But where's the fun in that?" I reply, smirking back. I lean down and kiss her on her jawline, definitely leaving a mark. I make my way down her neck, and she moves her head back to give me more access to her sweet spot. As I get to her collar bone, I suck and and bite at it, marking what's mine. I hear her moan as I leave love bites over her neck and her upper chest. 

"Oh y/n" Midge says, voice full of lust.

"Yes my love?" I ask, bringing up my head to make eye contact with her.

"Please" She pleads as she moves my hands on her breasts. I take this as her approval and consent and slightly squeeze on her clothed breasts. I run my hands all over her chest, squeezing here and there. She puts her hands on my shoulders, bringing me closer. I move my hands up towards her upper chest, my fingers passing over the marks I left on her earlier.

I close the gap between us and smash my lips on hers. I run my fingers in her hair and her hands go down to the hem of my blouse, tugging at it. I nod into the kiss, giving her permission to take it off. We break the kiss for a quick second, and I lift my arms to allow her to take my shirt off. This leaves me in my bullet bra that I know she loves, and my trousers, and her in her flowery dress.

"Y/n/n, you're so beautiful, so- so sexy. I'm so glad to have you." Midge says as she starts to undo my bra. 

As my bra falls off my shoulders, I reply, blushing, "Thanks Midge. You're the best thing in my life. I can't ever imagine my life without you." I take my bra off all the way and throw it on the floor. Midge grabs my breasts and squeezes them. She carefully pays attention to each nipple, flicking, pinching, and twisting each one with care and intent. I roll my head back in pleasure. 

"You like that? Huh baby?" Midge asks. I moan in reply. "Use your words baby." She demands.

"Yes, Yes Midge." I pant out.

"Yes what?" She asks.

"Yes, I love your touch. You know how to touch me just right." I finally say, between breaths. She knows how to top me, and I know how to top her. Neither of us are a top or a bottom, we're both a switch. But boy does she know how to turn me on and get me right where she wants me. 

She leans up a little bit, just enough to attach her lips to one of my nipples, sucking on it and toying it with her tongue. She makes sure not to ignore the other breast, giving it attention with her hands.

After she decides that that nipple has had sufficient attention, she switches to the other one. But before she does, she teases me first. She licks a long strip across my chest, and licks around my breast, avoiding my bud. After what seems like an eternity, she finally starts to suck on my nipple. 

"Mmmmm" I moan in response. I sit up more, her following me, not letting go of me. After a few more minutes of this, she lets go and makes her way up to my chest, sucking and leaving her mark, a deep maroon. She bites it, then soothes it with her tongue. She does this many times over, marking me like a leopard all up my neck and chest.

"You look so beautiful, when everyone knows that you're mine." She says seductively as she runs her fingers over the hickeys she left all over my skin. "I want everyone here to know that you're mine and that I'm yours."

"Even Dinah?" I ask

"Even Dinah. I'm ready for her to know." She says as she looks me deep in the eyes, with a dark glimmer in her eyes. "But right now, I want you to fuck me."

"Yes my love." I say, crawlingoff of her. I take her dress off of her, leaving her in just her pearls and lingerie. She must've been expecting some action today. 

I start to rub her legs, starting at her knees, but she grabs my hands and stops me. "It's not fair that you get to see me and I don't get to see you." She says as she plays with the hem of my pants. She looks up to my eyes for consent, which I nod in response. She slowly and teasingly takes off my pants and panties at the same time, leaving me bare naked.

"Hey now that's not fair, you still have some clothing on. I mean I love it, but it's gotta come off." I say playfully. She rolls her eyes, and starts to take off her bralette. As she lifts it up, her boobs bounce out of it. She throws her bralette onto the floor, close to mine. I come close to her and squeeze her breasts, kneading them between my fingers. I make eye contact with her, smirking. I move my head closer to her and start to lick the space between her breasts, keeping eye contact with her. I lick my way down her stomach, and reach her panties. I bite on the hem and pull down, taking them off with my teeth. I throw them on the floor, not caring where they land. 

"Oh darling, you're gorgeous" I say, looking her up and down, taking her all in. It's not like I haven't seen her naked before, but I still stare in awe at the beauty before me every time as if it's the first time. I take her hands in mine and bring them up to my mouth to kiss them, wanting to savor this moment. "Now are you ready for the moment of your life?" She nods eagerly. I lay her down on the bed and start kissing her on the lips. Our kiss quickly turns into a heated make out session and I feel her grinding on my thigh that rests between her legs. I push my thigh harder into her, feeling her wetness on my leg. She gasps into my mouth and continues to grind against me. 

I take my free hand and start to run it down the side of her hip. My hand makes its way down  to her thigh, making her shiver. After a minute of teasing, I replace my leg with my hand, rubbing the inside of her thighs, teasing even more. "Uhhhh" Midge groans. "y/n/n." She reaches down to my hand and moves it to her soaked cunt.

"You want this huh?" I ask, knowing full well what she wants.

"Please y/n, please." She begs. I rub her folds, feeling just how wet she is.

"Oh baby, you're so wet. Is this all for me?" I question, even though I know the answer already.

"Yes my love. It's all for you. You turn me on so much." Midge replies, her voice full of lust. I run my fingers between her folds, gathering some of her wetness on my fingers and bringing it up to my mouth to taste it. After sucking it all off my fingers, I return my fingers to her cunt and start to touch her sensitive clit. I hear her whimper at my touch, wanting more. I rub her nub in faster circles, getting a little harder as every second goes by. "Mmmmm" she moans in pleasure.

"I love hearing you moan darling." I say as I take my other hand and enter a finger inside her now dripping hole.

"Y/n" she moans.

"Keep moaning my name baby." I say, adding a second finger, pumping them in and out, while still rubbing her clit. She moans a few more times, and I add a third finger. This does it for her, and brings her to her climax. She tosses her head back onto the pillow and rolls her eyes, screaming my name. "Yes Midge, cum for me." I say, pumping in and out of her cunt faster than before, giving her the most pleasure I can. 

I help her ride out her orgasm, body shaking. As soon as she's done, I lower my head to clean her up. I lick up all her juices and then bring my face to hers, making out with her. I let her taste herself, tasting her sweet orgasm. 

As we break apart for air, gasping, I say, "You taste so good. Like a sweet nectar I can never get enough of." She blushes at this, smiling.

"Let me try you now" she says, smirking. I adjust myself to where I'm straddling her face, my wet cunt over her mouth. I lower myself onto her and let her eat me out. She circles my clit with her tongue a few times, then starts to suck on it. While she sucks on it, she flicks it with her tongue. She keeps this up and I'm almost at my climax. I bring my hands up to my breasts and squeeze them. I toy with my nipples and she sucks harder. 

This does it for me and I moan out her name "Midge!" She moans into my cunt, sending vibrations through me, making me cum even harder. I rock back and forth on her face, riding out my orgasm. 

I climb off of her and lay down next to her, moving the hair off of her sweaty forehead. "You're amazing Midge. I love you." 

"I love you too y/n" Midge says, running her hand up and down my arm. I lean in for a kiss and after a minute, we break apart. I get up to grab a glass for water and a washcloth to clean us up. I come back and see Midge snuggled up under the covers, watching my every move with adoration. I sit on the bed and bring the cup of water to her lips, letting her take a sip. After she's done, I take a sip myself. I set the empty cup down on the night stand and start to clean us up with the wet wash cloth.

Once I'm all done, I set the wash cloth down on the nightstand and crawl under the covers next to Midge, bringing the covers up to our necks. I snuggle into her, and feel her press her lips to my temple. We lay here like this for a little while, just talking about everything, yet nothing at the same time.

"Mom? Y/n?" We hear Dinah say shocked in the doorway. We didn't hear the door open, too caught up in each other. "What in the hell is going on here?"

 

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Chapter 8: MC - Bodyguard Pt 3

Summary:

As Midge and Dinah have a discussion about her and y/n's relationship, Midge looks back on their first date.

Notes:

Warnings: Angst, Mentions of Rape

 

Midge POV

"Mom? Y/n?" We hear Dinah say shocked in the doorway. We didn't hear the door open, too caught up in each other. "What in the hell is going on here?"

"No need to be upset Dinah" I say while y/n makes sure that the covers are still covering our naked bodies. She looks to the ground next to the bed to see our clothes strewn all over the floor. 

"Then what's this?" She asks, gesturing to the floor. 

"Well, it's a lot to explain." I replied.

"Then let's hear it. We have time." She demands.

"Dinah, we really don't. You have your awards ceremony soon. We can all discuss this at home. I want you to have a good time while you're here. Let's not worry about this until we're home."

"I don't care, I need to know. How long has this been going on?"

"Dinah, I said we'll talk about this when we'll get home." I says sternly. I see y/n crawl further into the bed, probably wanting to disappear.

"No! I need to know now!" Dinah almost yells.

"Ok fine. But can you give us a moment to at least get dressed?" I ask as I finally give in. Ever since Dinah turned 14, she's had such an attitude, especially towards me. I knew she probably wouldn't take this well, but she was going to have to find out eventually. I didn't know how she stood on anything regarding me being lesbian. I'm not out yet, as it's 1955 and it probably wouldn't be great for my career if I was out. Especially if it was with my bodyguard. But I honestly don't care. I just love y/n and that's all that matters.

"Yes please." She says as she leaves the cabin, slamming the door behind her. Y/n and I get up out of bed and quickly get dressed.

"I love you, no matter what." I say kissing y/n quickly. She tries to hold on to the kiss as long as she can.

"I love you too. We got this." She says taking hold of my hand and squeezing it. We walk towards the door and I open it, seeing Dinah sitting on the steps, arms folded. She looks up at us and just gets up and storms in the room, bumping y/n's shoulder on the in. She sits at one of the chairs at the dining table, so me and y/n sit down there too, me next to her and y/n across from her. Dinah  folds her arm and looks down. 

"How long has this been going on?" Dinah asks, not even looking up to make eye contact with either of us.

"Since before you were born Dine, we went on our first date right after I hired her. Not even a week after." I reply. I look over at y/n with adoration in my eyes, and see her blushing while looking down at her hands. I place a hand on her thigh under the table. She looks up at me and smiles, still blushing. This makes me blush as well, remembering our first date.

FLASHBACK

The year was 1937, and I had finally had my first successful movie. (I know that this would also make Midge seem like super old during the movie but I'm going with it for the story's sake). I had to hire a bodyguard and I chose her. She was the only woman, and I was a suffragist and huge women's rights activist. (again, ignore the timeline, idk history of real life). This was part of the reason why I needed a bodyguard. With being famous and an activist, I was a target. I told y/n, my new bodyguard, that I she would sleep in my guest room at my house, incase of any emergencies. I've had threats of break ins and I've had stalkers before, so I told her I want her with me at all times. But I just couldn't get over how beautiful she was, and how dedicated she was to her job, and how quickly she adapted to the new environment. On her third night, I invited her to have a glass of wine with me. At first she refused, not wanting to drink on the job, but after I told her that it'd be ok for just this one night, she gave in. I ended up confessing to her that I'm lesbian, and to my dismay, she told me that she was one as well. The chances of both us being lesbian shocked me. I hadn't told anyone before that I was lesbian, especially because I know that I could get in big trouble for it. 

Before I knew it, we both leaned in and kissed each other. This was a feeling that I have never felt before. Sure, I've kissed on screen before, but those were all useless men just doing it for the camera. This was a real kiss, with someone who I actually wanted to kiss. And it seemed like she wanted it too. The kiss seemed to go on for what seemed like an eternity. And when we broke apart, we just stared into each other's eyes. Her eyes seemed to have a certain sparkle in them, like she just conquered the world. 

"I've been waiting my whole life for this" I said, still staring into her beautiful y/e/c eyes.

"Me too." y/n says, placing her hand on my cheek.

"What, to kiss Midge Campbell?" I asked, leaning back a little.

"No, well yes, but no. To kiss a girl, a Woman. To finally find someone like me." y/n rambled. She regains that glitter in her eyes. "Midge?"

We had been on a first name basis since her first day. I hated being called 'Ms. Campbell.' Makes me sound old. "Yes, y/n?"

"Can I kiss you again?" she asked, trying to hide her excitement.

"Of course." I said. We both lean in, this time kissing more passionately than before. She moves her hands to my cheeks and I move my arms around her neck as we deepen the kiss. 

As we pull away, I ask her, "I think I want to do this with you." She looks at me in shock. "But we have to do this in secret. My career would be over if people found out. And I know that it would be the same for you. We could get in big trouble if we get caught. But I'm willing to do this if you are."

"I'd be willing to sacrifice my career to do something like this. Anything to be truly in love. And I'd love to do it with you." y/n says, grinning from ear to ear, taking my hands in hers. 

Two nights later, at the film premiere for my new movie, I of course brought y/n. Although she was just standing in the back, she was there for me. In case of any incidents, and to support me. After walking the red carpet, we sat next to each other in the theatre and when the lights went off, we secretly held hands. Of course we had to be careful about this, to ensure that no one saw. We didn't go to any afterparty, but instead just went straight to my house to have some drinks and celebrate. Of course she didn't have enough to get drunk, incase anything were to happen. We had a great time that night, just the two of us, dancing to music, holding each other. We shared a few kisses here and there, in the privacy of my home. 

END OF FLASHBACK

We always considered that night our first "official" date. But we considered our anniversary to be the day we first kissed. I've never told anyone about that, about us. Not Dinah, not my parents, not a soul. But since she found out, it's time she learns the truth.

"And what about Father?" Dinah asks, getting a bit upset.

"Well, that night y/n was sick and I insisted to her that I was fine to go out on my own. So I went out to a bar, got a little too drunk, and your father ended up taking advantage of me. I ended up getting pregnant with you. Now don't get me wrong, I love you so much Dine, and I will never not love you. But I do resent your father for what he did to me."

"So that's all I am to you? Is some accident from my father when he forced you to have sex with him?" Dinah asked, now getting upset, tears forming in her eyes.

"No, no honey. You are not an accident. You were meant to happen. Everything happens for a reason. You happened for a reason. And I love you so incredibly much." I say trying to get her to believe me.

"But I don't understand. You were married to dad for eight years? Did you ever really love him?"

"I, well, uh- no Dinah. I know we were married and all, but that was just for show. There's no way I could be a single mom and still have a good reputation."

"Did he ever know? About you and y/n?"

"No, not that I know of. We've kept it a secret this long. You're the first to ever find out. When we got divorced, it was because we just didn't get along. You remember all the fighting right?" I say, sad that Dinah had to experience that as such a young child.

"Yeah, I do. I don't remember what all you were fighting about, but I just remember that it happened often. Does anyone else know about you two?"

"No Dine. Just us three. But I need you to promise me that you won't tell anyone. This could ruin our family. My career. Your future. Promise?" I hold out my pinky finger. Dinah loops it with mine, and y/n joins hers with ours at the last second. I chuckle, leaning onto y/n's shoulder. "We good, Dinah?"

"Yeah I guess we're good. But can I just, like, never experience that again?"

"Don't worry Dine, unless you walk in on us again, we'll keep it to ourselves. Hug?" I ask, getting up from the table.

"Fine" Dinah says as she rolls her eyes and gets up. We hug for a few seconds and I look over to see y/n looking at us lovingly.

"Come here y/n" I say as I wave her over. She joins us in the hug and we stay there for a minute until I feel Dinah start to get restless. I let them both go and give Dinah a kiss on the forehead.

"Ew mom, why" Dinah says as she wipes it off.

"Oh Dinah, I sure do love you." I say, smiling. I grab y/n's hand and swing it back and forth a little bit. 

"Mom, y/n! It's time for the awards ceremony!" Dinah yells from outside the cabin. 

"We'll be out in a minute!" I yell back to her. Me and y/n were almost done getting ready. Once we were all done, I gave y/n a small kiss on the lips. We walk out of the cabin as if nothing ever happened.

"Mom, your lipstick is all smudged- oh- ewww" Dinah says, disgusted.

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Chapter 9: NB - Last Name Change

Summary:

Nicole Barber is ready to change her last name after her divorce with Charlie.

Nicole POV

"Hey babe" I say to my girlfriend, y/n, trying to get her attention.

"Yeah?" she replies, looking up from her book. We were sitting in our living room, her reading a book and I on my laptop. We were in our house, and Henry was at his dad's house this weekend.

"I've been doing some thinking lately, and I think that I'm finally ready." I say looking up from my laptop.

"Ready for what?" She asks, looking at me inquisitively.

"I think I'm finally ready to change my last name. I think it's time."

Y/n gets up from her chair and comes to sit by me over on the couch. She says, "Ooo, do you have any ideas?"

"Well there's a couple, and believe me I've done my research." I show her my laptop with some of the name ideas I had in mind, along with their meanings and origins. 

"That one sounds good." y/n says, pointing to a name on the screen. "But that one doesn't quite sound right with your name." She says as she points to another spot on the screen. "But this one rolls off the tongue nicely. But really, it depends on you and which one you like the best."

"None of these really feel like me though. Barber doesn't even sound like me." I say.

"That's okay. It may never sound quite right. But remember the reason that you're doing this." She replies, putting her hand on my thigh. 

"Yeah, yeah. I know." I say, already knowing the reason. "I just don't know which one to choose."

"Let's say them together out loud and see what feels right. How does that sound?"

"Okay, let's do that" I say, putting the laptop on the coffee table in front of us. We read off my name with all the names, and I finally settled on one. 

"Nicole Turner" we both say in unison. That one sounds nice I think. Wait, I know it sounds nice. Sounds like you." y/n says.

"Yeah but you know what sounds even more like me? Nicole y/l/n" I say, smiling a little. I feel the butterflies in my stomach as I say this. We have been together for 4 years now, but we never really talked about marriage. She knew that it was a touchy subject for me. She had been with me since not too long after the divorce with Charlie was official, helping me through it all. She always supported my acting career in California, and she was amazing with Henry. Henry really seemed to like her too. And she didn't mind when Charlie came around either.  

This comment left y/n speechless. Once she realized what I had said, she took my hands in hers and said, "Darling, I would love to share my last name with you." She said with love. I could've sworn she had heart eyes when she said that. "You can tell me no and I won't be offended, I'm just asking your thoughts. But does this mean you want to get married?"

"I think I might. Sooner than later too because I want to get rid of Charlie's last name." I laugh. "But that's not the only reason. And don't get me wrong, I still love Charlie, I just don't want to be associated with him. But I think I'm finally ready. I mean, Henry is old enough, and I really, really love you. You and Henry are my everything. If you're ready, then I'm ready."

"I'm ready too, my love. I'll always be here by your side. But in that case, let's go get married!"

"Oh, are we doing this now?" I ask, not totally being so upset on the idea.

"No, no, no. Expect a grand proposal. Horses, flash mobs, fireworks, everything." She says with a chuckle. "But there will be a proposal in your future."

I laugh at her joke, giving her a light slap on the arm. "Oh god no, please no. Nothing too flashy."

"Trust me, I know just what to do." Y/n says with a devilish smirk.

"Oh no you're going to embarrass me aren't you." I say, putting my head in my hands and peeking at her through my fingers.

"Oh honey I'm going to try my best." She says with a chuckle. I move my hands from my face and cup her face with my hands.

"I can't wait." I say as I lean in for a kiss.

 

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A/N: Sorry this is so short! I just had this idea because I want to change my last name so that I'm no longer associated with my abusive parents. Also, does anyone want a part two to this?

 

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Chapter 10: NR - Photos

Summary:

Nat posts a photo online and gets teased about her and reader's height difference.

Y/n POV

"Hmmph" I hear my girlfriend, Natasha groan as she scrolls on her phone. We were sitting on a couch in the main living room area in the Avenger's Compound. There was no one else in the room with us, they were all doing their own thing. Both me and Natasha were on our phones, sitting next to each other. Well, more like she was sitting on top of me, cuddling into me. 

"What's wrong baby?" I ask knowing that something is up. She still doesn't look up from her phone and continues to scroll. 

"Why do people have to be so mean? I just posted a new photo on instagram of the two of us, and so many of the comments are about how short I am compared to you." She complains.

I look down at her and brush her hair with my fingers. Sure she is only 5'3" and I am 5'9", but that didn't cause any problems in our relationship. I found it very cute when she asks me to grab something off the top shelf, or when she had to reach up to kiss me. "It's ok. Just ignore what they're saying. It doesn't matter. All that matters is what you and I think. They're all just haters who just have something mean to say. They probably just have something that they don't like about themselves, so they just take it out in the easiest way possible. Don't listen to them. I love you just the way you are."

"Thanks y/n. I love you too. You always know how to help me." She says as she snuggles into me even more.

"Now let's turn that phone off and just cuddle, okay? How does that sound."

"That sounds good." She says, handing me her phone. I take our phones and put them on the side table next to the couch. As she tucks her head into my neck, Wanda walks in, laughing. 

"Oh my god! Natasha, you look so short next to y/n! Hahahaha! Shorty!" Wanda says while laughing her ass off. She comes over and sits down on a chair across from us. She is looking at her phone, presumably at the photo Nat posted earlier of the two of us. I feel Nat shift next to me,  obviously uncomfortable. Before I can say anything, Wanda shows her phone to us, pointing to the height difference. 

"See! Even the camera captures just how short you are Natasha. You're like the shortest on the team. Everyone just towers over you." Wanda says as she laughs some more.

"Wanda, would you stop? This isn't funny." I say sternly, giving Wanda a harsh look. 

"But Natasha is so fun to tease. It's so funny when she gets mad and she stomps around because she's so small and it's just like watching a little kid." Wanda says.

Wanda should be scared now. Not only has she made fun of my girlfriend, but she made fun of the kindest, best, most amazing person in the world. Nat sits there, looking at Wanda with shock, obviously hurt, but too scared to cry in front of anyone else besides me. I move Nat's legs off my lap, give her head a quick kiss on her forehead, and stand up from the couch. 

"Wanda, take back what you said." I say, standing in front of her, my hands in fists.

She looks down at my hands and back up at my eyes. I'm taller than her so she has to look up at me. She steps closer to me. "And what if I don't?" She questions.

"Then you'll regret it." I say, my hands starting to glow white a little and my eyes starting to turn purple. 

"Ok ok, I take it back. I don't mean anything I said." She says, but mumbles the last part.

"And" I say, expecting an apology.

"I'm sorry" She says sarcastically and rolls her eyes.

"Wanda." I say seriously.

"I'm sorry ok! I really didn't mean it! I'm just bored and Vision is busy and I need something to do." Wanda said. "So I went online and found this and thought it'd be funny to come and tease Natasha. I really actually do like the photo. It's a really good pic of the two of you."

I can tell that she really means it. I'm not quite ready to forgive her yet, but I say my thanks and stand in front of the couch that Nat is on. I offer her my hand and she takes it. I led her up to our shared bed room silently. There we stayed for the rest of the night, watching movies and eating snacks. Nat is being really soft today, which is a side of her that I don't normally get to see.

A/N: I have nothing against Wanda, I just needed someone to be in the story for this. Wanda is one of my favorites.

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Chapter 11: NR - She's Gone

Summary:

Soulmates AU
Natasha and Reader are soulmates, one feels the other's injuries. When Nat sacrifices herself, Reader feels it.

TW:Angst, Nat Death, The Blip, Panic Attack, Injuries

Y/n POV

I knew they were out there somewhere, but I just couldn't wait to meet them. My one and only. My other half. My soulmate. All my friends had found their soulmate, but I had yet to find mine. The way people found their soulmate was by receiving the same injuries as them, but to a lesser extent. And for some reason, I always got hurt. Well, my soulmate was, and I was just feeling part of it. I didn't hate them for it, but sometimes I wished I got hurt more just to give them something back. 

I remember this one time when I was about 17, I got this pain in my lower abdomen that felt like the worst cramps I had ever gotten. It felt more like my uterus was being ripped out of you. It was terrible, and I even had to take school off that day. Ever since then, my period has been irregular. I wondered what happened to my soulmate, and what they went through to make me feel that pain.

But now, I am also in a lot of pain. My whole body ached, and I had cuts and bruises everywhere. This happened often, so it wasn't anything new to me. 'Who is my soulmate? What do they do for a living?' I asked myself. I wondered if they were a stunt person, or some sort of fighter. Whatever they were, I just wanted to meet them and ask them why they were always getting hurt.

Natasha POV

The team and I were just climbing back on the Quinjet after fighting some aliens. I felt so bad for my soulmate. Whoever they were, they always had to endure so much from me, when I hardly ever felt anything from them. Occasionally I would get a pepper cut, or a random bruise here or there, but that was it. It was nothing compared to the pain I gave them. 

I decided just to rest on the way back to the compound and to try not to worry about my soulmate. Once we get back to the compound, I just go clean up myself, and go rest. As I clean up my wounds, I flinch at the sharp pain from pouring on the hydrogen peroxide. I bandaged myself up, and put on ointment to the bruises. I can only hope that my soulmate does the same with their wounds. They must wonder where it all comes from, this only makes me feel more guilty. I lay down on my bed, just overthinking about how guilty I feel, and how my soulmate must hate me. Before I know it, I am too tired and end up falling asleep, forgetting about my worries. 

TIME SKIP TO A FEW YEARS LATER

I'm going on a walk in the park with Wanda, Carol, and Maria. Maria and Carol have already found their soulmates, but Wanda and I have yet to find ours. As we walk in the park, I see this cute girl, and part of me feels some sort of connection towards her. 'Should I go talk to her?' I think. But as I'm looking at her, I trip on the sidewalk, skinning my knee. I hear an "Owww" from the woman and see her clutching her knee. Still on the ground, my face lights up as I think that I have finally found my soulmate. But before I can do anything about it, Wanda and Maria help me up and keep on walking. I look back at the girl, still holding her knee, and look back at my friends, a good 30 feet in front of me.

I turn towards the girl, about to walk towards her, but Wanda calls out my name, urging me to catch up to them. Carol backs her up and runs towards me, grabbing my hand pulling me towards everyone else.

I realize that my chance is gone, and that I'll probably never see my soulmate again. I glance back at her, only to realize that she is gone. I keep on walking forward, trying to forget the fact that my life could've just been very different.

TIME SKIP TO A FEW YEARS LATER (POST BLIP)

Y/N POV

It has now been 5 years since all my friends have left, thanks to the blip. I have been able to get back on my feet but still haven't fully recovered. I found a new job, a new dog and cat, and found a couple new friends. I miss my old friends dearly, but I know that they won't come back. A few of their soulmates are still left behind, and I feel bad for them, because they had finally found their other half and were finally happy. Then there was me, who had never found mine, so I was never truly happy. But I knew that they were still out there, because I could still feel them. Which means that they could still feel me. This was something that brought me hope. Hope that I might still find them.

I went to work one day, as usual, and started my day there. It was boring, long, monotonous, work, but it paid the bills. Then suddenly, I felt something that I've never felt before. It was a pain that I've never had like anything else. Everything in my body hurts, especially my back. I felt empty, lost, a new kind of pain. I could tell that it was from my soulmate, but this time it was mental and emotional too, not just physical. I feel like I was at my lowest point, worse than when the blip happened. I'm not sure what had happened to my soulmate, but I sure felt bad for them. 

I had read about the feeling people have when their soulmate dies, and I start to wonder if it is something like this. I sure hope that wasn't what happened. Oh God please no, that can't happen. I would do anything for that to not happen.

TIME SKIP TO LATER THAT DAY

I was home, in the apartment that I used to share with a couple of roommates before they blipped. I was watching SNL, when suddenly a few celebrities appeared in the scene, ones who had previously blipped. I didn't know if it was just CGI or what, but everyone else seemed confused. That's when it happened to me. My old roommate, Katie appeared on the couch next to me. I screamed a little, and started to panic. Then Zoe walked out of the room that used to be hers and walked into the living room where I was. I had no idea what was going on, and I really was panicking. 

I just ran to my room, and could feel the panic attack come on. My breath started to get shallower, and my head started to feel like it was spinning. My heart rate was getting faster, and I just bent over, sitting on my bed. I could hear my old roommates talking in the living room, and this only made everything worse.

As the panic attack passed, I decided that I'll have to confront my problems sooner than later, and so I left my room to go talk to them. I saw them sitting on the couch watching the news, trying to figure out what was going on.

I take a seat on the couch, at the side furthest away from them, and we just sit there in silence, watching the news that interrupted my show. It was hectic, but the message that they were able to get across was "the Avengers were able to bring back everyone who blipped. But at a cost. Both Tony Stark and Natasha Romanoff died. Tony Stark died right before everyone was brought back, and Natasha Romanoff died at some point earlier in the day. The world has been saved."

I feel a tear slide down my cheek, not out of joy, but out of sadness. I realize that that is what I felt earlier that day. I felt my soulmate, Natasha Romanoff, dying. I had no idea that it was her, and I realize now that that's why I was always getting hurt. My soulmate was an avenger. One of earth's mightiest heroes. And now she's gone. I'll never have a chance to meet her, to be with her. I feel this pang of sadness and guilt in my chest, realizing that I'll forever be lonely. I didn't even realize it, but I'm full on sobbing now. I don't realize it until it gets pointed out to me by Zoe, when she asks me if I'm alright.

"My soulmate- she's gone." I say between sobs.

"What do you mean? Everyone's back." Katie replies.

"She died today. I felt it. Natasha Romanoff, the Avenger, on the news, remember. I was her soulmate."

"oh y/n, I'm so sorry. I know how much you always wanted to meet your soulmate. I can't even imagine how hard this must be for you right now." Zoe says. She comes over to me and gives me a hug. I just cried into her.

"I did. It's all I wanted in life. And now she's gone."

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Chapter 12: SJ - Doctor's Appointment

Summary:

Reader gets anxiety about going to the doctor's office. Scarlett helps her calm down and finds a way to distract her.

TW: Doctor's office, almost-panic attack, swearing, anxiety and depression mentions, medication mentions.

I dreaded these days. They didn't happen often, but when they did, they always sucked. As soon as I was 16, my mom made me go to all my doctor's appointments by myself. And this year is no different. Even though it's just my yearly check-up, I still get very nervous. What if they find something wrong? What if I'm really sick? I just get all these worries in my head that don't seem to go away. 

My appointment isn't until three in the afternoon, but that's all I can think about. It's currently ten AM, but I'm just pacing around the living room of the house that me and my girlfriend, Scarlett shared. Scarlett was out getting groceries, but she should be back any minute. Then as if on queue, I hear the front door open. Unable to stop my pacing, I keep up my pacing while I hear Scarlett put away the frozens and drop the rest of the bags of groceries on the ground. I feel hands on my shoulders and look up to see Scarlett in front of me. I stop pacing and look into her beautiful, forest green eyes.

"Breathe with me" She says, taking deep breaths in and out. I didn't even realize that I was hyperventilating, but I started to follow her breathing pattern after a few breaths. Once I've calmed down enough, Scarlett takes my hands and sits us down on a couch. "Is it the doctor's appointment?" She asks, almost as if she already knows.

I nod my head, still too shaken up to speak. Her thumbs rub patterns on the back of my hands. I look down at my lap, feeling ashamed for getting all worked up over a simple appointment. 

"Hey, look at me." Scarlett says. I look up at her, worry still written all over my face. "It'll be ok. You'll be perfectly fine and healthy. You eat well, you take care of your skin, you exercise, you have no symptoms. You have nothing to be worried about." 

She lets go of one of my hands and cups my cheek. "Do you want me to go with you?" I nod, still nervous to speak, of fear that my voice might crack. This means a lot to me, as I've been going to these appointments alone for years. This will be the first time I will have gone with someone else besides my mother, and I'm glad it's Scarlett. Even though we have only been together for a year now, I'm glad she cares enough about me to go with me. For my last appointment, Scarlett was away filming. If she was here, I know that she would've come. 

"I've got to go put away the rest of the groceries. Do you want to come help me? It might take your mind off of the appointment." I nod in agreement. Scarlett gets up and gives me a hand of hers to help me get up. I take her hand and walk with her to the kitchen. I start to put away the groceries, and she walks over toward the speaker system. She looks through her phone for a minute, and grins. She turns on the speaker system, and connects her phone, playing my favorite music. Music that she knows I can't resist not dancing and singing to. She walks back over, swaying her hips to the beat, and I watch her, biting my lip. I switch my focus back to the groceries, oblivious to the fact that Scar has now abandoned her task of putting away the groceries and now is dancing along to the music. 

As I put the last few things away, I hum a bit to the music. When I put the last thing away, I actually sing a little bit. Once I am all done, I turn around, and see Scarlett dancing to the music. 

"So that's why I had to put away everything by myself. You-" I boop her nose "Were busy dancing, you cutie."

"Care to join me?" Scarlett says as she outstretches her hand to me. I gladly take it. She twirls me around, and then puts one hand on my hip. She keeps a hold of my other hand, and I put my free hand on her shoulder. We sway to the music as we both sing-shout along to the music.

The next song to come on is a slower song, so we don't shout to the music as much, but instead just sing at a normal volume. She leans in closer to me, nuzzling her head in my neck. Her arm snakes around my back, and mine around her neck. We just sway to the music, holding each other tight and close. 

Once the slow song is over, we let go of each other and start to dance our asses off to the next few songs. That's when I feel my phone buzz in my pocket. I check to see what it says, and it's a reminder that my appointment is in one hour. 

I start to panic again, and Scarlett notices. She takes a quick glance at the clock first, realizing the time, and envelopes me in a hug. I hug Scar back, taking in her scent. Her hugs always help me calm down. She pulls back peppers my face in kisses. Once my face has been fully appreciated, she rests her forehead on mine, looking into my eyes. I look back into her sparkling eyes, and let out a sigh. She always knows how to calm me down. 

"Let's go darling." Scarlett says. She knows that if she were to mention the doctor's, that might've made me panic again. She grabs her phone and her keys in one hand, and takes my hand in the other. We walk in silence to the car, where Scarlett opens the door for me and helps me get in. She gets in on her side, and after she starts the car, she connects her phone and continues the same playlist from before.

We both sing along the whole ride there. Once we get there, I'm hesitant to get out, so Scarlett comes over to help me out. She opens my door and undoes my seatbelt for me. She takes my hand, and just stands there, holding it.

"Come on, my love. We can't avoid this forever. You got this. I believe in you. Now let's get this over with." She says lovingly. She takes my hand up to her mouth and kisses my knuckles. 

I eventually get out of the car, and we walk hand in hand to the building and through the doors. I check in at the front desk, and we sit down together. We keep holding hands, and at one point she brings them up to her mouth, kissing the whole back of my hand. She knows this will keep my calm and keep my mind occupied. Before I know it, the door opens and they call out my name.

"y/n?" The nurse said. I get up and look at Scarlett. She is still sitting down, probably expecting to stay out here the entire time.

Still holding her hand, I say "You're coming with me, silly." She shoots me a playful grin, one that always gives me butterflies, and gets up, walking with me to the exam room. 

The nurse ushers me to sit on the exam bed, while he suggests Scarlett sit on one of the chairs that's in the room. "I think I'll stand," Scarlett says, still not letting go of my hand. She helps me get up on the exam bed, and stands next to me, holding my hand with her hand furthest away from me and rubbing my back with her other hand. The nurse takes my vitals, then walks out of the room. We wait a few minutes for the doctor, who eventually comes in.

The doctor comes in and tells me that everything looks normal, and the only thing that needs to be changed are my head meds. These are what me and Scar call my anti-depressants and anti-anxiety meds. She gives me a new prescription and tells me to come back next year. 

She leads us to the front desk, where I schedule an appointment for next year. We walk out the car, and as soon as we're both inside, I let out a huge sigh of relief. 

"You did great, sweetie. I'm so very proud of you." Scarlett says, looking at me and resting a hand on my thigh. I put a hand of mine of top of hers, where it stays for the drive home.

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Chapter 13: NR - I Never Get Jealous

Summary:

At a party, Natasha gets Jealous over y/n.

Natasha POV

I took another sip of my drink. Me and my girlfriend, y/n were at another one of Tony's parties. He threw parties all the time, most of the time for no reason. This party was no different. Just a party for no specific reason, with random people that none of us knew. 'Us' being the Avengers. We were all there because one, Tony made us all come, and two, there was no way we could sleep in the tower with all the loud music. 

I'm taken out of my thoughts when I feel a hand on my thigh and hear y/n say she's going to go dance. I give her a quick kiss and watch her as she walks off towards the dance floor. I move to the couch area, where a bunch of other Avengers are sitting. I sit down next to Steve, who's sitting next to Bucky. They each have a beer in hand, and are casually flirting with each other, but won't admit it. I start up a conversation with them, internally laughing every time one of them blushes at the other's comment. 

After a while, I get a glimpse of y/n on the dance floor, dancing with two other women, neither of whom I know. I feel the anger inside of me rising as I see y/n grinding on one of them. I watch her for a few minutes, when Steve waves his hand in front of my face. 

"Nat? Are you there Nat? Earth to Natasha!" he says trying to get my attention.

"What? Oh sorry. What's going on?" I ask.

"I just asked you how many pop tarts you think Thor will eat tonight. But clearly your mind is somewhere else. What's up?" 

"Oh, um, y/n is just dancing a little too much with some other women." I say as I feel the heat rising to my cheeks. 

"Ohhhh, I see. Someone's jealous." Bucky says with a smirk.

"No, I'm not jealous. I'm just, um, observing." I reply, not wanting to admit to my jealousy.

"Yes you definitely are. You should see your face." Steve says with a chuckle.

"Fine. I guess I am. And I'm going to go do something about it." I say as I get up and set down my drink on the table. I hear Bucky and Steve try to stop me, but I just ignore them and keep walking towards y/n. I squeeze through other people in the crowd and finally get to y/n. 

"Nat! Wanna da-" but before she can finish I pull her into me and give her a big kiss on the lips. She acts a little shocked at first, but then melts into the kiss. As I let go for air, she tries to hang on to the kiss a little longer. I keep my arms around her waist, hers around my neck. "What was that about?" She said with a smirk.

"I just didn't like how you were dancing with those other ladies." The other women had walked away by this point, leaving once they saw me glare at them. 

"Oh, is someone a little jealous?" y/n asks smugly, and drunkenly. 

"Jealous? Me? I never get jealous." I replied.

"Yeah. Sure. Uh-huh. I saw the look on your face as you came over here."

"I was not jealous. You can dance with whoever and I won't care." I say, trying to get her to believe me when I say that I'm not jealous.

"Then why'd you scare those other ladies off?"

"Because I want them to know that you're mine and mine only." I say in a deep voice. I pull her off the dance floor and to a couch in an area with the other Avengers. I sit down first and put her on my lap, putting my arms around her stomach. She rests her hands on mine and she leans back into my embrace. 

We talk with the other Avengers about random things, from Tony's newest project to how fast everyone thinks Pietro can run. I'm not really paying attention to the conversation though, all I can think of is y/n. How pretty she looks tonight, how she was dancing, and how I wished she danced with me like that. I move her hair aside, and start kissing her neck. She tilts her head to the other side a little after letting out a small, barely audible gasp. I start nibbling on her neck, making sure to leave a mark. I suck on the bite, then run my tongue over it. I move over to another spot, doing the same. I look over the marks I made, satisfied with it.

I move my hands to y/n's arms, rubbing them up and down. I whisper in her ear "you look so pretty, all marked up. Showing everyone else that you're all mine." I feel her squirm a little in my lap. "You like that don't you, pretty girl." I say, now playing with her hair. I nibble on her ear a little and I feel her shiver. "You just want everyone here to know that, don't you. You want everyone here to hear you scream my name." I hear her gasp, and see her nod ever so slightly. "Meet me in our room in 10 minutes." I whisper in her ear. She nods and excuses herself from the party, saying that she's tired and wants to go to bed. About five minutes later I excuse myself, explaining that I have an early day tomorrow. 

I leave the party and head to my room. I open the door to our shared room and see y/n there on the bed, clad in a matching lingerie set. I close the door behind me and walk up to her, smashing our lips together.

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Chapter 14: NR - I Never Get Jealous Pt 2

Summary:

Part two of "I Never Get Jealous".
Reader wants to have sex with Natasha, but Natasha stops before anything can happen. She stops because they are both drunk, and knows that drunk consent is not real consent.

Natasha POV

I open the door to our shared room and see y/n there on the bed, clad in a matching lingerie set. I close the door behind me and walk up to her, smashing our lips together.

I put my hands around her waist, and rub up and down on her sides. She puts her arms on my shoulders and her hands around my neck. I run my fingers around her back and rest them on the small of her back. I use my nails and scratch her lightly, making her gasp. I use this as my chance to slide my tongue into her mouth. I start with licking her lips, and slowly I slip inside her mouth, exploring the inside of her mouth. She moans at this, which only turns me on even more. I meet her tongue in her mouth, and they fight for dominance, which of course I win. We continue this dance for a little more, until she starts to play with the strap on my dress. I continue to kiss her, but I know that I can't let this go anywhere. 

She slides the strap of my dress down off of my shoulder and pushes my dress down to my waist. She deepens the kiss by pulling my head closer to hers, her hands on the back of my head. I continue to lightly scratch up and down her back, but not hard enough to leave marks. 

Y/n starts to play with the straps of my bra, breaking the kiss only to look at me for consent. I look at her, and shake my head. She looks at me with shock in her eyes, a bit surprised. 

"Why?" she asks. "You seem so into it, why not?"

"Babe, we're drunk. You know that I can't do this, we can't do this. I can't take advantage of you like this." I say softly, caressing her cheek with the back of my hand. 

"But it's okay. I want this." She replies sadly.

"Baby, you're drunk, and I'm drunk. I just can't do this to you. Not tonight. I'm sorry." I say, this time with a little more seriousness in my voice. She toys with my bra strap again, which tells me that she did not hear what I said. I put my hands on hers, and move them down in my lap, but not before kissing them first. 

"Y/n/n, you may want this now, but I don't know if you really want this. I just can't do that to you." She nods, but I can tell that she still really doesn't want to listen. 

"Fine. I guess you just don't want me then." She says bitterly. She takes her hands out of mine and lets out a huff. She turns away from me and looks at the wall.

I place a hand on your jaw and gently turn her face towards mine. "No that's not it at all. I just need you to understand that I just don't want to take advantage of you. I don't want you to not want this later on." I say seriously. "I do want you, I want you more than anything, and trust me, I want this too. But I know better. Please trust me on this." I say sincerely and look her in the eyes lovingly. "We can still cuddle though. Does that sound okay?"

"Yeah I guess." Y/n says disappointed. 

"Do you not want cuddles?" I ask, knowing she will want them anyway.

"No, no, no. I'll take them."

"Then let's get changed and all ready for bed. C'mon, I'll help you." I say, standing up and outstretching my hand to her. We get all ready for bed and I help her crawl into bed. I get into bed after her, pulling up the blanket on top of us. She snuggles her head into my neck, and I wrap one of my arms around her stomach. Our legs got tangled together, and I felt the warmth radiating off of her. 

"Will you sing to me?" y/n asks sweetly. I can tell that she's tired, almost asleep, so I sing a Russian lullaby to her.

As she falls off into her nightly slumber, I whisper in her ear, "I love you detka."

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Chapter 15: KJ - Drunk

Summary:

Kelly Jones and asks y/n some questions at her work about her job.

Notes:

If you haven't seen Fly Me to the Moon, then I would wait until you see it, unless you don't care about spoilers! (or don't care about seeing it, but I highly recommend it! It's such a great movie!)

TW: Fly Me to the Moon spoilers, swearing, misogyny, bullying if you squint, lying

Y/N POV

Oh shit. There she is. That woman I said all those things to at the diner that night. If I knew that she would be fucking working with me, then I wouldn't have said all that. That was just meant for someone who I was never supposed to meet again. Some stranger. But here she is, walking towards me. She has a clipboard in her hands, and so does her assistant, or at least that's who I assume that is. 

I watch as they walk closer towards me, and I start to freeze. I stop what I'm doing and just stand there, looking at the two women. I drop my hands to my side and clench them into fists as I feel them start to get sweaty. 

"Well hello there. Y/n, was it?" She says as a smirk plays across her beautiful face. She stretches out her right hand towards me, putting the clipboard between her left arm and her stomach. I wipe my hands on my skirt, not wanting her to feel my nervousness through my sweaty hands. 

"Yes, and you're Kelly, right?" I say, reaching out my right hand and shaking hers. I feel a spark of sorts as I feel her soft, warm hands. I feel a bit embarrassed, knowing that my hands are dry from working on the rocket all day. Well, they are a little moist from all the sweat, but that doesn't help. 

"Can I ask you a few questions? This will only take a few minutes, since I can tell that you're a busy lady." She says with a wink. I just look at her, lost in her green eyes that could hold mine forever. She just stands there, waiting for an answer. "Y//n?"

I snap out of my trance, and reply, "Oh, uh what? Oh yeah sure." I say, finally realizing what she said. I roll my shoulders back, entering a more relaxed stance. 

"Ok so to start, how old are you?" Kelly asks. She picks up her clipboard, and so does her assistant.

"I'm 24."

"Write down 36." Kelly says to her assistant. She writes something down on her clipboard. Kelly reads out the next question, "And what made you want to work here?" She looks at me with a glimmer of hope in her eyes. Yet I know that I'm about to crush it.

"I saw a flier for it on the college dorm announcement board." I tell her the truth.

"Write something about how she wanted to be the first girl to space." Kelly says as she looks down at her clipboard for the next question.

"It's true." I say. Both women look up at me from their clipboards.

"Make sure you get all this." Kelly says to her assistant, this time a little more quietly. 

"Yeah. Ever since I heard of what NASA was trying to do, I always wanted to be the first woman in space. With the whole space race and everything, I thought it would be a great opportunity to be the first." I reminisce, looking between Kelly and her assistant, but mainly at Kelly. "I submitted my application to be an astronaut, because you have to apply before they even consider you, but I was denied. They said that they don't allow women because it might mess with their reproductive systems. (I really have no clue, I'm just making that part up). I heard that they just laughed when they had a girl apply for the program." I say sadly. If you were to look closely, you might even notice the tear starting to form in my eye.

"So then what did you do after that?" Kelly's assistant asks, completely engrossed in my story.

"So then I decided to go into engineering, and I saw the flier for NASA on the bulletin board in my college dorm. They had an internship for seniors, so I tried that out, loved it, and they kept me on as an employee. So that's how I ended up here." I say, with my arms out, gesturing to the place. Kelly's assistant scrambles down her notes, and Kelly just looks at me with wide eyes, her mouth gaping a little bit. I smirk at this; the fact that I amazed her makes me proud.

She clears her throat and straightens herself out. "Are you the only woman working here?"

"In this department, yes. In the office there are more. The guys try to send me in there as much as they can though, because 'that's my place.'" I say with air quotes. 

"Do you like working here though?" Kelly asks. 

"Yeah, I do." I let out a huff. "I try to ignore the guys as much as I can, all their teasing and such. But it's a good job. I quite enjoy it."

"That's good." Kelly says to me. "Did you get all that?" She asks her assistant, who nods, while writing something else down. "Will you go find someone else to interview please? I'll be over in a minute." Kelly says to her assistant.

"Yeah, I'll go ask those men over there." Her assistant says, pointing towards two of my coworkers. She walks over to them confidently, and starts some small talk with them.

"Hey I'm sorry about the other day, it was something meant for a stranger. Not someone I would see again. I'm really so-" I start to say.

"Stop it right there. You have nothing to be sorry for. I was actually hoping I could ask you out for a drink?" Kelly interrupts me.

"Oh, uh, yeah that'd be cool. I know a good bar not too far from here."

"Great. How about tonight at eight?" Kelly says.

"Sounds good." I grin at her. She hands me her clipboard and a pen, and I look at her with an unknowing look. 

"For the address." She assures me.

"Oh ok." I take the clipboard and write down the address and hand it back to her. She looks down at it and nods. 

"See you tonight!" Kelly says excitedly. She gives me a smile, then walks away to her assistant. I watch her hips sway back and forth as she walks away. Damn she's hot. 

I get back to work, the day dragging on as I wait for tonight's adventures.

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Chapter 16: KJ - Drunk Pt 2

Summary:

On their outing to the bar, Kelly Jones and Reader chat and have some laughs.

Notes:

TW: minor panic attack, a little of homophobia

"See you tonight!" Kelly says excitedly. She gives me a smile, then walks away to her assistant. I watch her hips sway back and forth as she walks away. Damn she's hot. 

I get back to work, the day dragging on as I wait for tonight's adventures.

LATER THAT NIGHT

I arrive back at my apartment around 6:30 and immediately get ready for my date. Is it a date? I hope it's a date. What if she doesn't think of it as a date, and just wants to ask me more questions? Oh god I hope not.

I try not to let these thoughts bother me, but that's all that seems to swirl around my head. I take a seat on my bed and put my hands on my heart, feeling it beat faster and faster. I feel the sweat drip down my forehead, and a little gets in my eyes. 

"Ow!" I exclaim. I get up off my bed and grab a washcloth from the hall closet, getting it wet and wiping my eye. I don't care about ruining my makeup at this point, since I was going to re-do it for tonight anyway. I hold the wet washcloth over my eyes, letting the coldness both calm me down and soothe the sting. 

I remove the washcloth from my eyes and look up at myself in the mirror. My eyes have black all around them and my face is still wet, from water and tears. I take a clean towel and wipe my face dry, cleaning off the smeared makeup as well. I take a a few deep breaths and just stare at the face in the mirror. Once I recompose myself, I walk back to my bedroom to pick out some clothes for tonight.

There are many options. I could go for a dress, one that is a little lower cut and ends right above my knees. Or I could be a little more casual and wear pants. Something I'm still not allowed to wear at work somehow. After debating back and forth, I decided to go with the dress. It's casual enough, but still nicer. I slip on a pair of heels and re-do my makeup, this time a little nicer, and put on some bright red lipstick. I let my hair down and style it in some curls, not too tight, but not too loose.

I look at the clock and see that it is 7:30 already. I grab all my stuff and lock up before heading down to my car. The ride there is nice and calm, which is exactly what I need since I am still very nervous about what this night will bring and exactly what it entails. 

I arrive at the bar a few minutes early, but head inside anyway. I sit down at a table and tap my fingers on the table while I wait. Not two minutes later, I see her walk in. She's wearing a dress as well, but it's fancier than the one she wore to work today. She has her hair pinned up, with a few strands left out to frame her face. She looks drop dead gorgeous. I wave my hand to her, signaling my location. She smiles and walks over. 

"Hello y/n, you look pretty hip." Kelly says. 

"Same to you Kelly. You look really mod." I say as Kelly takes a seat opposite of me. 

"So I wanted to ask you some questions if that's ok." Kelly says, placing her left hand inside of her right hand on top of the table.

"Yeah sure." I say, shifting around in my seat, hoping it has nothing to do with my job. If it did, then she would probably bring her assistant, or at least something to write everything down on. But I don't see either, so I think I'm in the clear. 

"So, are you single?"

I looked at her in shock, not expecting that question. I try to analyze her face to see what she means by this question, but can't quite read her. As I'm one not to lie, I answer her honestly, "Yes, I was only in one relationship in college, but that didn't last." I think back to Ellie, and smile. She and I were perfect. There was nothing wrong, except for the fact that we weren't allowed to be together. Trying not to reminisce on the memory of her too long, I focus my attention back on Kelly. She's looking at me, a mix of hope and sadness in her eyes.

"I'm so sorry about that. Was he good to you at least?" Kelly asks.

"Yeah, they were good. We had to break up because their dad found someone for them to marry. Her- um, Their parents didn't know about us." I let out a sigh. I put my head in my hands as I realized that I accidentally let it slip that they were a she . 

I feel a pair of hands take mine and peel them away from my face. I look up and see Kelly look at me with an understanding in her deep, green eyes. 

"You won't tell anyone, will you?" I ask sheepishly and quietly. I stare into her eyes, waiting for a response.

"Of course not. Especially since I'm one myself." She chuckles. She rubs the back of my hands with her thumbs in a comforting manner. "Now tell me what you want to drink and I'll go grab it for us."

"I'll take an old fashioned." I reply, with a smile. I feel a warmness in my heart as she smiles back at me. She gets up and walks to the bar, ordering our drinks. She comes back with our drinks and sits down, putting my drink in front of me. 

"Let me just lay this out, no work talk tonight, okay? Let's just have some fun." Kelly says, putting her hand on mine.

"Sounds amazing." I gush. "Normally at these things all I do is talk about work."

After a few more drinks, and a lot of laughs, we get on the topic of where we've lived.

"Enough about me. Where all have you lived?" I ask.

"Oh I'd rather save that for another time." I smile at the thought of there being another time with her. "But I've picked up a lot of accents though."

"Ooooo, let's hear them!" I say excitedly.

"Well aren't you just the most adorable little junebug!" Kelly says in a deep Southern accent, probably from Alabama somewhere.

"That was amazing! Do another!" I clap my hands excitedly. She continues to speak in a British accent, an Australian accent, and a different Southern accent. She does them all well, well enough that she could've been native to anyone of those places. "Have you really lived in all those places?"

"No, I just watch it on TV."

"Well, you're very good. Really impressive. Makes me wonder what else that mouth can do." I look at her lustfully. I bite my lip, waiting for a response.

"Wouldn't you like to find out." She says, looking up at me through her eyelashes. 

"Well, why don't we go back to my place and figure that out." I say, smirking. 

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