Nastasha/Oc femslash. Soulmate!AU. Hope ya enjoy;)
The music is soft as I walk out around my flat. I do a little dance as make my way to my closet. I pull out my favorite robe and smile. I have a client tonight so I don't even bother putting on any clothing under it.
My profession is frowned upon but it pays the bills. Being an escort is like being the fantasy of the populace. They replace me with the person of their desires. I am just a blank canvas that they use to make their fantasies come true. This does not offend me. In fact, it makes me feel powerful. For the simple fact that I'm most likely better than their desired. It is vain but true.
A knock comes at the door and I walk hesitantly towards it. Usually, my heightened hearing picks up their footsteps but this time it did not. This is odd.
I open the door swiftly. The woman before me looks stunning. Her hair is red. Her long curls fall over her shoulders like a waterfall of blood. She has curves that a goddess would envy, and her eyes are wild and green.
At first glance she is just a stunning beauty but I see more with my keen eyes. She is heavily armed, even in a skin tight dress. She stands evenly balanced on both feet despite her six inch heels. Her comfortability with this indicates a heavy background of fighting. The look in her eyes is guarded heavily but I see something familiar. She has known pain and death. She is an assassin. I surmise this in half a second.
"You look ravishing. Come on in," I say with a smirk. Even though she's come to kill me I can't let her know that I know. Her eyes widen minutely and she hides it quickly.
Once inside, I walk to the kitchen and pour myself a shot of vodka. I can hear her behind. She already has a gun in her hand. It is small but rather deadly.
"Do you want a shot," I say calmly. I don't turn around to look at her. I know I will have a hold in my chest when I do.
"I don't think I'll be needing one," she says. I freeze. My mind is reeling. She just spoke my words. The words that had appeared when I thirteen years old. The universe is cruel enough to send my soulmate to kill me. I laugh maniacally and turn around.
A gun is aimed at my chest. My laugh is harsh as ever. Her face hardens at my lack of fear. I pick up my shot and toss it back.
"Life is a bitch isn't it? You've been sent to kill you're soulmate," I rasp. The gun wavers as she steps closer. I open my robe and point to the words on my right hip. Her eyes flash with rage. Her gun is still aimed at my chest. I tap my finger above my heart and draw an x.
"Right here. Just one shot."
"No. This cannot be," she growls. I nod and watch her pace furiously. Despite the fact that my soulmate was sent to kill me I'm quite happy with her. She is stunning.
"If you don't want to do this you only have one option," I say slowly. She stops and looks at me with those wild eyes. I can see the desperation and helplessness. The bond must be running deep. "There is an organization called shield in New York City. You must either go there or get their attention. They can help you."
She runs her free hand through her hair unconsciously and thinks hard. I feel bad for her. Because she cannot kill her soul mate she must run. I feel bad.
"Nick Fury will be hesitant but let him know your situation," I say softly. She looks up at me and I step closer to her. She flinches minutely at my movements and I sigh.
"I could never hurt you."
She looks conflicted. Her hand comes up slowly and my eyes lock with hers. As her fingers caress my cheek I let out a shaky breath. I've never understood what it means to have a soulmate but I'm beginning to. Her touch is like sparks igniting under my skin.
"What your name?" Her voice is gruff. I think for a moment. Should I tell her my real name? I feel that I can't lie to her.
"My name is Ashton Winters," I say slowly. Her hand moves to my hair and I fight the urge to groan. "What is yours?"
She sighs shakily and her fingers pull away from me. I open my eyes and see her staring at me intensely. I feel like she's staring into my soul.
"Natalia Romanova," she whispers. I smile tentatively at her. I can feel that she is being genuine. Her expression turns slightly furious and I balk. "Why are you selling your body?"
I blanch in response. I knew that one day I would have to explain this to my mate but I didn't think it would be so soon.
"I can't work in public with my abilities. It would only raise questions," I say, looking down. I don't dare look at her.
"What abilities?" Her voice is suspicious and it breaks my heart.
"I can control ice and fire. It's uncontrollable at times. I have a while to go before I have complete control. I don't know how so," I trail off unsure of how she will respond. I hope she still wants me.
Her hand grabs mine pulling me toward her swiftly. I raise my eyes to hers and she looks at me adoringly. I sigh in relief.
"You're mine. Nothing can change that now. But I..I must be going before they come. I will find this Shield and I will come for you," she says, determined. I smile sadly at her. She can't come back for me. It will only cause problems.
"Don't come back for me. I will find you, Natalia," I whisper. Her eyes are pained. She knows it will be a long time before we meet again. Even longer before we have an actual relationship.
Suddenly, lips like velvet attach themselves to mine. I moan softly as she entangled her hands in my hair. I've never felt this fire before in the touch of anyone. I've never felt this type of need. But it ends to soon and not like either of us wanted.
I keep my eyes closed and listen to her footsteps as she walks away. The sound resonates through my home and shatters my heart into a million pieces.
They follow her.