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All right, with this chapter we get awkward because I can't not go there. I won't apologize.
Oral sex was something that happened with the two of them a lot. Maybe because it wasn't quite as intimate as penetration, or maybe because Natasha didn't want to take that last big step for Pietro. It's not like he minded or anything, he never complained about anything they did in bed; not even yesterday when she tied him down and spanked him for not being able to stop moving as she sucked him off.
That had been on the cruel side, but he had made her gag once and Natasha had just saw red. She had taken great pleasure in smacking him red and then sitting on his face. Seeing how he liked having his oxygen cut off for short periods of time, and had raked her nails down his chest to get him to use his tongue. Which, she was going to have to admit he now used almost expertly, able to give her exactly what she wanted after they had gotten used to each other's bodies. Pietro lapped at her with enthusiasm, and simply only enjoyed her torments. Natasha had swatted his ass another few times hard enough that the sound echoed through the room.
He had enjoyed all of that, even that fact that his ass burned for over an hour afterwards. Natasha could take a guess it was because he enjoyed the lasting burn that he just didn't get anymore, after becoming enhanced. Of course, Pietro was so puppy like and happy to be there that she doubted he'd say if he wanted to try anything. Kind of like the way she had left him high and so not dry after their first date.
He had moped about the next day, but she hadn't gotten those panties back yet; so she figured it had been an even trade off. That had only been a week ago of course, but there had been a mission in between that took her away for four days and the date felt like yesterday because of it. So maybe she shouldn't have started a conversation about her thoughts with him in the middle of the hallway, but in the entire time they had been together, Natasha had not realized that Pietro was shy? He certainly never acted like he was; but he didn't react well to being surprised and perhaps that played its part.
"Would you like to try penetration next?" She had gotten the sentence out of her mouth and he had turned bright red (doing a fine impression of a cooked lobster), before taking one visible step back and racing away in a blur of blue. It was kind of weird, for he had never been bashful before. All she had wanted was a serious conversation, not for them to strip off their clothes in the middle of the hall way and fuck while people walked by. Or perhaps he was a bit afraid of that part and was enjoying that they hadn't done it truly yet?
She found him in her room, just as she had bought he would be. Not running away from what she had said, just bringing it somewhere more private. He still looked nervous and she almost missed his puppy like smile. He smoothed his clothes and ran his hand through his hair all in the same moment and only succeeded in messing them both up. Natasha almost felt bad for bringing this up to him; but they were in a relationship after all. If you could call it that with the little to no communication between the two of them.
"I won't be mad if you don't want too." She found herself saying; she needed him to have a way out. Going all in never worked, she had done nothing but push Bruce and at the end he ran away. No communication, just him escaping her without a single word. Now she didn't even know if the man was safe or not. This, whatever this could be called between her and Pietro, would not have that kind of end.
They would end friends with a future together. He would take a wife that would become friend with her as well; maybe they would name a baby girl after her. Let her baby sit because Pietro would already be aware that she couldn't have them for herself. That would be a good life to look forward to when he was done with her, but for now she could still enjoy him. "Perhaps I shouldn't have brought it up, I've upset you." She played the coy and confused little girl that she had thousands of times before.
It didn't work as well as she wished it would, but still got him talking. "No, this is good. Everything is good, just surprised. I was just surprised. How does that even work?" His accent was thick and in his nervousness, his English was slightly broken. Like he was having trouble finding the words to give to her. And she wasn't even sure if he had found them correctly, because it seemed like he just asked her how sex would work.
After everything they had been doing, if he hadn't before he should have absolutely knew how it would work now. Maybe this was a not understanding English thing? As a little girl in Russia that had happened quite a few times to her in the red room, getting her into great trouble or bad situations. She should give him the benefit of the doubt though and clarify what he meant; that way he'll be able to explain his mistake before she said something that embarrassed him.
"What is it you do not understand?" The questions didn't quite come out as soft as she was hoping it would be, but it would still do the trick. His face turned red again, and he stuttered lightly in his first language. It was cute, except for the fact that she was actually trying to get him to talk to her. Usually Pietro wouldn't shut up and when she wanted him to talk it was like it pained him to do so. Not like this was an easy conversation for her to have either though, she had just wanted to get it over with.
"I have never tried to, take, anything." Pietro was still a lovely red colour, as if trying to match her hair. He cleared his throat after talking, almost as if the tension in the room was catching in his throat. It was slightly distracting, just like the way he was fidgeting and biting his lip. There would be no way for her to ever have missed those words coming out of his mouth though. This beautiful lips pf his practically trembling to get his words out, like he was panicking about what to say.
"Oh." Natasha said out of surprise, and really that's all that went through her mind for a few moments. They stood in silence for a while, Natasha debating with herself and Pietro nearly fidgeting like an over active puppy. So, in the end it had ended up being an English thing. She just really hadn't expected it to be that sort of English thing. She had meant that he should try put his dick inside her, and he thought of her putting something inside him.
Actually, Natasha could practically picture it now and it painted a nice view for her. She could run with
this indeed. She would have to go shopping and get the proper equipment; lube and a small vibrator, along with a strap-on to end with. After all, he'd been really embarrassed to know that he misunderstood her, and she was against that at the moment. Besides, this was practically him giving her permission. "We aren't going to do it today, I just wanted to ask if it was okay." The words just kept coming out of Natasha mouth like she wasn't shocked this was how it turned out. She was playing it cool, yet her heart was trying to explode out of her chest. Would Pietro really do this for her? And then he nodded frantically and smiled at her.
"I trust you, sweet." Not a smirk, but an actual smile. He was happy that their relationship was moving forward in this way, happy that she had brought something to the table that she wanted. Well, Natasha hadn't exactly known she had wanted it until he had said it, but that probably still counted.
Probably.