Happy New Year! I hope 2022 treats you kindly!
Natasha checked her phone. Steve would be here in twenty minutes and not a second later- he was always punctual. She opened her mouth to apply her lipstick. She only had to do her lips then she would be done. Tonight they were going to Christa's Christmas party. Yelena was still a bit down, but she didn't want to miss the party. Steve was going to pick them up so the three could go together.
She checked her reflection in the mirror. She looked good. The dark red velvet dress clung nicely to her body, she looked festive and yet a little bit sexy. She slid into her high heels, grabbed her clutch and left her bedroom. Yelena had gone out with Fanny for a quick walk before they would leave. Her sister was already dressed for the party. She'd bought a cool suit for it.
Natasha placed her clutch next to Christa's gift. The woman had said that she didn't want anything, but she still thought it would be rude to show up empty handed. She was sure that Christa would like the scarf. She had once complimented Natasha on her own silk scarf, so Natasha brought her a similar one.
She heard laughter in the hallway and then how the door got opened. Yelena was back and she wasn't alone. Steve was with her and he looked amazing. She could see his charcoal suit underneath his coat. Oh boy, she hadn't seen Steve in suits in ages and she'd always thought he looked hot in them.
"Look what I found in the streets!" Yelena joked and let Fanny off her leash who went to say hi to Natasha and then trotted towards the living room.
"Hi, Nat!" He smiled at her and came towards her. "Wow, you look amazing! So beautiful."
"You look pretty handsome yourself!" She tilted her head upwards and Steve gave her a kiss. She'd made sure to buy kiss-proof lipstick. "Hi."
He looked deeply into her eyes and cupped her face. "Look at you. I must have done something right in my life." He whispered softly. "I can't believe I'm yours and you're mine."
She knew that she was blushing, but she didn't care. No one had ever said these kind of things to her. No one had ever cherished her like this.
"I love you." She whispered back and a beautiful smile lit up his face.
"You guys are cornier than my Christmas movies!" Yelena chuckled and now Steve was blushing too. "We need to get going. We don't want to be late. Germans are big on punctuality!"
Steve helped Natasha into her coat and then her sister, and they left the apartment. They didn't have to wait long for a cab to arrive and went on their way to Christa's.
Natasha had always suspected that the woman wasn't exactly poor, but it looked like she was actually rich or at least very comfortable. She had suspected that Christa had been the one who'd funded the new computers for the community center. And it looked like Natasha had been right. Christa was living in a very luxurious apartment complex with doorman and concierge. No wonder that she could let her grandkids live in her house in Germany!
"I should have worn a dress." Yelena mumbled while the elevator took them to the fifth floor.
"Nonsense. You look great." Natasha assured her and Steve nodded his agreement.
The elevator stopped and the doors opened. Christa was already waiting for them. She looked incredible in her green velvet suit and heels. Really, the woman was an icon. 75 years old and still being fabulous. She was Natasha's new idol.
"Natasha!" She beamed at them. "And Steve, hello!" Her gaze landed on Yelena and she smiled warmly. "And you must be Yelena! It's so great to finally meet you!" They all got a warm hug and then were ushered into Christa's apartment. The apartment was big and very beautiful, not that Natasha expected anything else. The woman had impeccable taste. Christa had hung up beautiful Christmas decorations, and it smelled like cinnamon and vanilla. It looked like there were around 20 people here, a mix between young and old.
"Yelena, there's someone I'd like you to meet." Christa linked her arms with Natasha's sister. "A young woman around your age. I think you'll get along greatly. Kate!" A young woman with long dark hair turned around. "This is Yelena I told you about!"
Natasha watched the two women introduce themselves and turned to look at Steve. "Looks like we got ditched for someone younger."
He smiled and pressed a kiss to her temple. "We'll live. I still got the prettiest date."
"Charmer!" She said, blushing a little. It felt so good to be complimented by him.
Christa returned with two drinks in her hand. "My special mulled wine. It's an old family recipe. Enjoy!"
They thanked her and their hostess introduced them to her other guests. Natasha knew a few people from the community center.
"Oh my God!" Kate gasped. "You're Black Widow and Captain America! You're Avengers! Do you...I'm such a fan of Hawkeye! Is he coming too?!"
"No." Natasha laughed. "I'm sorry to disappoint. But I'll make sure to tell him about you."
Kate was still gushing about Clint and the Avengers, and Natasha could see Christa checking out Steve before she touched his biceps and gave Natasha an approving nod.
"I had no idea you were Captain America! I knew about Natasha of course. Good for you Natasha!"
"I'm not Captain America anymore." Steve laughed at Christa's cheekiness.
"Right! That is now another handsome man! Sam...Sam Wilson, I think? I saw him on the news recently! Natasha, you've surrounded yourself with handsome men, how smart of you!" She raised her glass and Natasha laughed.
Dinner was amazing. Christa served traditional German Christmas dishes and everyone complimented her cooking. Especially her different kinds of Knödel were delicious. Christa was a great hostess and the conversations never stopped. They had roasted apples as dessert and it tasted so good, but Natasha was full so Steve more than happily finished her dessert. And then he finished Yelena's apple. Really, the man could eat... Christa seemed delighted though, Steve would probably get a lot of food from her in the future.
Christa put on music of her favorite European musicians and composers. Steve held out his hand to Natasha. "Dance with me?"
"No one's dancing, honey."
"They will." He said confidently. "Someone just has to do it first."
She smiled and took his hand. He lead her to the free space in front of the fireplace and started to dance with her. They swayed softly to the music and soon other party guests joined them.
"See?" He twirled her and Natasha could see Yelena and Kate were deep in conversation. The girl seemed like one of the good ones, it would be great if Yelena made another friend tonight.
Her sister was forgotten as soon as Natasha was back in Steve's arms. She rested her cheek on his chest and let him lead their movements. It was so different from the way they had danced at the bar. This dance was tender and sweet. It was romantic. And she felt safe. And so loved. He kissed the crown of her head and his hands were stroking her back while they danced. They didn't talk, there was no need. She knew what he was thinking and feeling since she thought and felt the same.
The music eventually changed to something more upbeat and Natasha was twirling around her sister while Steve was dancing with Christa who look very happy.
They were one of the last guests to leave and they thanked Christa for the invite. It had truly been a great night. Yelena and Kate had hit it off and decided to go for drinks. Natasha offered to walk Fanny so Yelena could leave with Kate.
Steve kept stealing kisses in the cab on their way home and Natasha couldn't stop burying her face in his neck to breathe in his smell. She was addicted to it. Nothing reminded her more of home than smelling him.
Natasha paid the driver much to Steve's dislike and they walked upstairs to her apartment. Steve cupped the back of her neck and kissed her, but they were interrupted by Fanny's impatient barks on the other side of the door. He chuckled and let go off her. Natasha unlocked the door and Fanny greeted them happily.
"I'll walk her." Steve offered and took the leash that was hanging off the wardrobe.
"Thank you." She pecked his lips and gave him her keys. "So you can just walk in."
Steve and Fanny left and Natasha kicked off her high heels and then went into her closet to change into something more comfortable. Comfortable being a black satin teddy in this case. She figured Yelena would be gone for at least two hours and Natasha wanted to use that. She wanted Steve. She placed candles on her dresser and nightstand and lit them. Yup, that looked good. Natasha's gaze landed on her silk scarf lying on her chair. She bit her lip and grabbed it. Yeah, this was a great idea.
She heard Steve coming back a little bit later, talking to Fanny. He called for Natasha and she told him that she was in the bedroom. He'd removed his coat and blazer and God, he looked so good.
His eyes widened when he saw her on the bed. "Fuck, is it Christmas already?" His gaze traveled over her body. "You look so sexy, doll."
She held up the scarf. "Do you want to try this tonight?" He nodded, unbuttoning his shirt in almost inhuman speed. "Can I tie you up and worship you, Steve?"
He growled and jumped on the bed. "Shit, doll. You're killing me." He wrapped his arm around her and pulled her against him. She moved her hand between them to unbuckle his belt. His breathing got louder when she slipped her hand inside his pants.
"You can do to me whatever you want. No one has power over me except you. I'll do whatever you tell me to." He kissed her hard and it was so good and consuming that she stopped moving her hand up and down. He used the opportunity to flip her onto her back and slotted himself between her legs.
"But first let me taste you, sweetheart. It's been too long."
He gave her a deep kiss and then mouthed his way down her body before he get her out off her lace panties. She was never ever going to complain about the fact that he loved to go down on her. Who was she to deny him this? He was going to make her come at least twice until he would let her tie him up...
Natasha was still a little bit wobbly on her legs, it had been so freaking good. It was so mind-blowing every single time. He had devoured her until she had beard burn on her thighs and then let her tie him up and tease him. She teased and teased him with light touches and licks until he couldn't take it anymore and snapped. There were no other words for it, he had fucked her through the mattress. It had been so good and filthy, that even Natasha blushed thinking about it.
She was in the bathroom, applying lotion onto the beard burn on her thighs, and then moved to her chest and neck when she saw Steve's reflection in the mirror. He was leaning against the doorway looking at her with a deep frown on his face.
"Did I hurt you?"
She put the lotion down and walked over to him. "No!" She pulled him into her embrace. "You did not. It was perfect. I loved every second of it."
"I got pretty carried away. It was pretty..." His cheeks turned pink. "Intense. I was... I wasn't very gentle with you."
"I loved it." She pressed a kiss to his naked chest. "Did you like it?"
"Yes." He said quietly. "It was amazing, and I don't think I always want to have sex like that, but yeah it was incredible."
"I think so, too. I don't want to get pounded like that every night, I don't think my bed could take it." She joked and Steve shook his head in amusement.
"But it was great because we love and trust each other. You can lose your control with me, Steve. You can let your guard down and ask me for more. You can give into your needs. I won't ever judge you for that and I know that even in the throes of passion you would never actually hurt me. And sometimes a girl just wants to get thrown onto a mattress and get fucked."
Steve groaned. "Oh god, please stop talking like that or you'll get me going again."
She grinned. "I'm very honored that I get to see this side of you."
"You bring it out in me. I trust you, too."
She knew that he did. Steve didn't show a lot of people his real personality, the man behind the Captain America persona. But she knew the real him. The man with flaws and desires. She knew that he'd fucked her like that because he trusted her. She'd never tell anyone what kind of sex he sometimes craved. Sometimes slow and sensual love making wasn't enough and that was okay. And he'd still treated her with so much love and respect while he'd railed her into the mattress. He'd kept pulling her further down so she wouldn't hit her head against the headboard.
He'd lost control, but she had known that she was still in control. One word from her and he would have stopped. She had never let anyone take her that way before, hell, she'd never let a man be on top before because she'd never trusted anyone enough for that. But she trusted Steve.
He'd said earlier that she could do to him whatever she wanted and she felt the same. She would let him do anything he wanted to her because she knew that she could trust him with her body. And her heart.
"I love you." She whispered and he smiled.
"I love you more."
"Not possible."
Steve smiled her favorite smile of his. The boyish half smile that was both sweet and challenging. "I'm taller than you. There's more love in my body."
She laughed. "That makes no sense. Love doesn't work that way."
"It makes total sense." He grinned. "You think it's like that for everyone? To be so in love and to want each other so much? I missed you all day yesterday. I wanted to come by, but I didn't want to be too much."
She hid her face in his chest. He had more self control than she did. "I was at your place yesterday. After my ballet class. You weren't home. I wanted to see you."
"I was with my neighbor at his doctor's appointment." He explained. "Now I wish I hadn't gone with him. Did you wear one of your leotards? And your hair in a ballerina bun?" He groaned.
She looked up at him with a mischief grin on her face. "That look doing something for you?"
"You have no idea, doll. Every time I got the chance to see you dance, I was bewitched. I wanted to kiss you and tell you how beautiful and amazing you are."
"Now you can kiss me anytime you want."
"Thank God!" He said and claimed her in a kiss.
They brushed their teeth and then changed the sheets before going to bed. They were laying on their sides facing each other. He was too far away, so she scooted closer to him until their bodies were finally touching again. She almost enjoyed this even more than their activities from earlier. Steve's hand was underneath her, well rather his shirt, caressing her skin, and she could get lost in his beautiful eyes.
"I wrote Clint today." Steve whispered into the silence.
"What?" She asked softly. They hadn't talked about Clint since that night.
"I wrote him a letter, apologizing for my behavior. I should have done it sooner."
"You did it when you were ready." She kissed him softly. "He'll understand and he'll forgive you. I don't even think he's mad."
"But I still had to apologize."
"My sweet Steve always doing the right thing."
"You inspire me, sweetheart. You were always the kindest one of us." She wanted to disagree, but he shut her up with a kiss. "Yes, you are. You are everything that is good and beautiful in this world. I'll cherish you every day for the rest of my life."
"You sure you won't get tired of me?" She only half-joked.
"Never. I will always love you. I know that with every fiber of my being. I had to sleep for 70 years, it was fate. I've known it for years. I had to wait for you, sweetheart." He brushed her tears away. "Don't cry, my sweet girl."
"I love you so much." She whispered hoarsely. "I'll never want to be with someone else."
"I want to spend my life with you. Get married one day. Have children... if that's something you want."
Children. The one thing she wanted, but never could have. She couldn't look at him. "I can't get pregnant."
"I know." He said softly and titled her head to make her look at him. He didn't look mad or disappointed. His eyes were full of love. "You told me once, remember? It doesn't matter to me. There are other ways to have children. If you want to have children...with me."
"I'd love to have children with you." She admitted quietly. "But I'm not ready yet, though."
He smiled beautifully at her. "I'm not ready either. There are other important steps before that and I don't want to share you yet. But one day..."
"One day." She agree with tears in her eyes.