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  Rating:
      Explicit
  Archive Warning:
      Underage
  Category:
      F/M
  Fandom:
      Marvel_Cinematic_Universe
  Relationship:
      Steve_Rogers/Natasha_Romanov
  Character:
      Steve_Rogers, Natasha_Romanov
  Additional Tags:
      romanogers_-_Freeform, Fluff_and_Smut, Natasha_and_Steve_fonduing, Drunk
      Sex, Drunk_on_love
  Stats:
      Published: 2016-10-02 Words: 2514
****** Drunk on love ******
by romanogersotp
Summary
     Natasha wants to discover more of her dear friend and
     considers whether or not she should trick him into bed.
     The way he reacts takes her by surprise.
Notes
     Disclaimer: I claim no ownership of any characters used.
See the end of the work for more notes
The night began like it usually did in the Avengers tower. It began with one of
Tony Stark’s countless parties. The rest of the Avengers had to a start been
bothered by it. The loud noises, the drinking and dancing. It wasn’t at all
what they wanted to get home to late a Tuesday night after being away on a
mission. Eventually, they all got used to it. They simply hid away into their
own small apartments, ignoring the noises the best they could. One who wasn’t
used to it however was Natasha Romanoff. You may think that she would be the
one who was least bothered by it since she knew how to party, but when it came
to Tony Stark’s parties; she simply couldn’t ignore it. Tonight, she had simply
decided to actually attend the party instead of complaining about it all night
long. She put on one of her many dresses, grabbed a pair of high heels and
checked her makeup and hair in the mirror one last time before she left her
apartment. She figured she could as well be drinking all night long instead of
sitting in her apartment, unable to sleep. She took the elevator to the right
floor, taking a deep breath as the doors opened. The floor was crowded with
people. People she had never seen of course. Tony Stark rarely invited the same
guests. Guests meaning the same girls. She stepped out of the elevator,
glancing out over the crowd but didn’t see any familiar faces. Instead, she
glanced to the left, seeing some familiar bottles and she sat down by the bar.
Someone gave her a drink immediately and she nodded, smiling a little. Natasha
grabbed the dry martini, taking a sip.
“It has been a while since you attended one of these parties, Romanoff.” A
voice said before sitting down in the chair next to her. She smirked a little,
recognising his voice immediately. “I’m surprised to actually see you here,
Rogers. You don’t seem like the guy who likes to party.” She said. Steve gave
her a smile. “You’re right. I’m not.” He said before ordering a drink. “I’m
here to drink actually.” He said before looking over at her drink. “So are you
I believe.” He said. Natasha raised a brow, looking at him suspiciously. “I
thought you couldn’t get drunk, Rogers.” She said and he nodded. “I can’t,
Romanoff.” He simply answered, taking a sip of the beer he had ordered. “But
trying wouldn’t hurt, would it?” He said, giving her a smile. Natasha tilted
her head a bit to the right as she glanced at him, letting her fiery red hair
fall down over her right collarbone.
As Natasha sat there, staring at the soldier, a thought came to mind. She
studied his face as he glanced out over the crowd. She couldn’t deny her
attraction to him. Let’s face it, it’s hard not to be attracted to a good
looking man like Steve Rogers. His tall and muscular figure, his blonde hair
and his deep blue eyes. Steve and Natasha had gotten to know each other quite
well during the few years. Steve had Natasha’s complete trust. They were good
friends, really good friends. If the definition of really good friends are
friends that occasionally flirt, then that’s what they were. Still, they had
left it at that. Not backing nor taking a step forward. Natasha however, was
bored of staying still. She wanted to explore more of her friend, to see more,
feel more.
“Natasha?” Steve suddenly said and Natasha came back to reality. She raised her
eyebrows a bit as he looked at her. “Deep in thought?” He asked and she nodded,
taking another sip of her drink. “It would be interesting to know what hides in
that mind of yours.” Steve suddenly said and Natasha couldn’t help but to give
him her signature smirk. “Why would I possibly tell you that?” She asked,
raising a brow. Steve shrugged his shoulders a little, not too quick, making
the act look a bit sexy. “Because you want to?” He said before he crinkled his
nose in a cute way, shaking her head at that, thinking he was absolutely wrong
when he actually was absolutely right. Natasha smiled at his expression. “Do
you want me to want you to?” She thought, unable to take her eyes off his
handsome face. Natasha felt the thoughts flew through her mind. She wanted him
to explore her mind, but why stop at her mind? She wanted him to explore more
than that. Much more.
Steve and Natasha spent the rest of the night, drinking and talking. Everything
was so simple between the two of them. Peaceful. There was never any
uncomfortable or awkward moments. At the beginning of the night, Natasha’s
thoughts of wanting to explore more of this handsome soldier had faded a bit.
She simply couldn’t be that selfish, could she? If she tried anything, it could
very well end their friendship. She definitely didn’t want that. But as the
night passed by and the drinks became more, it was hard to not go back to those
thoughts. Especially since Steve hadn’t left her side or stopped talking to her
all night. The hours went by and Natasha figured she better head back to her
place before she actually did start something. She didn’t trust herself after
so many drinks. “I think I better head back to my apartment. It’s getting
late.” She told Steve who gave her a soft smile. “I should get going too. It
won’t be any fun left here while you leave anyway.” He said. “I’ll walk with
you.” He added and Natasha nodded, not minding the company at all.
The worst part of walking alone with Steve in the Avengers tower wasn’t the
actual walking, but the elevator. Standing right next to him, only him, was
hard. She wanted to throw herself at him, kiss him deeply and feel his big
hands over her skin. Somehow, she managed to stop herself from doing that, and
all the other thoughts that decided to enter her mind. As they reached
Natasha’s apartment, she unlocked her door, before facing Steve. “Thanks for
walking me back and for making one of Tony’s parties a little fun for once.”
She said, making Steve laugh softly. “Anytime.” He said, giving her his usual
smile. Natasha looked into his blue eyes, considering the thought she had had
on her mind all night again. Her eyes moved down to his lips for just a second
before she met his eyes again. She was tempted, extremely tempted, but she
couldn’t. “Sweet dreams, Rogers.” She said, just about to turn around and walk
into her place as Steve grabbed her arm. She looked back into his eyes for just
a second before his lips pressed onto her own. She took a quick breath, a bit
surprised by it but quickly wrapped her arms around his neck, pressing him a
little closer. Steve pushed her to the wall, deepening the kiss as his hands
found her cheeks and her hair. His tongue entered her mouth, twisting with her
own and a small moan escaped her lips. Steve’s hands travelled down from her
cheek, massaging her breast a little. Natasha was a bit surprised. She had
always thought Steve was the kind of man to blush right after a little kiss but
there was clearly a side of him that she hadn’t discovered yet. Though she was
dying to.
Natasha grabbed Steve’s shirt, dragging him with her into her apartment as she
smashed the door shut after them. Natasha’s hands travelled all over Steve’s
body as he carried her up. Natasha managed to kick off her high heels and
wrapped her legs around his waist. She kissed him back with just as much
passion, surprised over what a good kisser he actually was. They had only
kissed once before, and he wasn’t exactly prepared for it that time. She
guessed he’d come with lots of surprises tonight, and she was absolutely right.
When they reached the bedroom, Steve laid down on the bed with Natasha pinned
under him. Their breaths were quick, just like their hands. Steve let his hands
trace down Natasha’s waist to her knees before he slowly let them travel
beneath her dress, squeezing her thighs. He let her lips rest for a few
seconds, giving them both a chance to breathe as he started kissing her neck,
sucking gently on her smooth skin. Natasha moaned softly, letting her hands
slip under his shirt, feeling his abs and skin. Steve managed to drag of his
shirt and Natasha’s eyes glanced over his bare chest for a few seconds before
his lips met hers again. Steve’s hands moved up from her thighs and grabbed a
hold of her dress, ripping it apart. Natasha gasped against his lips, opening
her eyes again to look at him. Steve threw the now broken dress aside as his
blue eyes traced over her body as if he was to remember every single part of
it. He kissed her neck again, tracing the kisses down to her collarbones as he
gently took off her bra. Without a moment of hesitation, Steve took one of
Natasha’s erected nipples in his mouth, sucking on it as his hand gently
massaged her other breast.
Natasha felt her breath hitching as he sucked on her nipple and she breathed
quickly, feeling one of Steve’s hands slowly run down her waist. His lips soon
followed and he traced kisses over her stomach, stopping now and then to suck a
little on her skin. His lips eventually travelled to her scar on her lower
belly. He stopped for a second before giving the scar a light kiss before his
fingertips slowly ran over it. Natasha shivered and bit her lower lip.
“Steve..” She found herself mumbling as she looked down at him. He looked up at
her face and gave her his boyish grin before he grabbed her thongs, ripping
them apart as well. Steve’s hands found Natasha’s thighs and he gently spread
her legs, starting to place kisses on her inner thighs. Steve’s thumb suddenly
found her clit and Natasha moaned softly as he started massaging it, letting
two of his fingers enter her wetness. “Oh my god, Steve..” She mumbled, as he
hit all the good spots. He continued the act for a while, letting his fingers
explore her as his thumb circulated over her clit. Natasha’s moans got louder
and her legs started to shake a bit. Steve smirked at her reaction, taking out
his fingers and let his tongue find her wet folds instead as his hands pushed
her legs aside a little wider. He licked over her clit a few more times before
he let his tongue enter her wetness, licking around her walls. Natasha grabbed
the sheets, holding on tightly as she wrapped her feet around Steve’s neck,
pressing him down a little further.
It didn’t take long until Natasha came, screaming his name as her breaths got
uneven. She milked his face with her juices that Steve eagerly swallowed as
much of as possible. When he was done licking up the rest, he slowly kissed her
thighs again, giving Natasha a chance to come down from her high. When she had,
he slowly started kissing her lips again, sharing her sweet taste. Natasha
moved her body against his a bit as they kissed, feeling his big bulge against
her thigh. Her hands travelled down to his belt and her quick fingers managed
to unbuckle it. Steve helped her out, dragging off his jeans before his boxers
followed soon after. Natasha looked down at his big member, again surprised by
him. Not that she had imagined anything differently though. She gave him a
smirk and he gave her a confident smile that he surely deserved before he
kissed her lips again in the same passionate way he had done all night.
“Natasha..” He suddenly mumbled against her lips. He pulled away from her lips
a little so he could look at her face and into her green emerald eyes. “You’re
so beautiful.” He whispered softly, making Natasha get goosebumps all over her
skin. She looked into his blue eyes for a few seconds more before she cupped
his cheek, kissing him more softly. She felt how the kisses slowly changed.
They were still as good, but it was as if all of that attraction and lust
changed to something else. Lust changed to love.
Steve slid his big member into her wetness and Natasha moaned at the pleasing
burn. Steve moaned as well, almost whimpering a bit as he was fully seated
inside of her and began thrusting. It started out slow and gentle before he
speeded it up. Natasha met his every thrust, feeling her breaths get quicker
again as their bodies moved as one. Steve’s name slipped between Natasha’s lips
over and over, making Steve more exited. He started thrusting harder and
deeper, making Natasha moan louder. He kissed her lips, letting her loud moans
escape into his mouth. He grabbed Natasha’s hand, moving it down to her own
clit, making her rub it herself as he continued thrusting into her. He twisted
his fingers together with her other hand as he caressed her tongue with his.
After Natasha’s light caressing of her own clit and Steve’s deep thrusts, she
came again. Her juices milked his cock as her walls tightened hard around him.
Natasha screamed in pleasure as Steve moaned loudly at the feeling of her tight
walls. It only took a few seconds before he came inside of her. “Natasha!” He
cried out, whimpering at the feeling. Natasha’s body shook a bit as she was
high on pleasure and she grabbed Steve’s hand tighter. Both of them breathed
quickly and Natasha shivered at the feeling of their juices mixing together
inside of her. Steve soon stopped coming and he pulled out of her as Natasha
whimpered at the loss of him. He laid down right next to her, still holding her
hand in a tight grip.
Natasha waited a few seconds as her breaths were still uneven before she let
out a soft chuckle. She turned her head, looking at Steve who greeted her with
a smile. “Why didn’t we do that earlier?” Natasha asked between her breaths and
Steve just shook his head. “I have no idea.” He said, chuckling a bit. Natasha
turned to her side, watching the soldier right next to her. “Oh god, I’m so
drunk.” Steve said with a soft chuckle. “I thought you couldn’t get drunk?” She
said, a bit confused. “I can.” He said, turning his face to look at her. His
big blue eyes were unusually visible in the dark room and staring into them
made her heart beat faster. Natasha studied his face as his lips broke out into
a big smile.
“Drunk on love.” He said.
 
Steve Rogers was surely a man full of surprises.
End Notes
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