Chapter Seven

"We can't do this Natalia, it is not right." The winter solider pleaded trying to ignore his growing need as the young trainee Natalia Romanova rubbed her tight supple body against his. After accidently kissing her one night during a training session, he had found her hard to resist. She clearly felt the same as she had hacked her way into his secure room, he had no bed here only a place to sit and wait. This had been no obstacle for Natalie as she tripped him onto the floor just as he'd taught her to do and straddled his body, then proceeded to strip him in fast order.

He'd been curious as to what she was doing with him until she stripped herself and he found himself trying to look anywhere but at her body. Her naked body that she pressed against his.

"Killing is not right but yet we do it solider, it is our job and right now I want you in me."

The soldier didn't know what to say and his body seemed to be betraying him as his member continually pointed itself right at her as he laid still on the floor.

"Your body wants me" she purred in his ear as she learnt down and pressed her chest to his, the unfamiliar fill of her soft skin and pebbled nipples against his rough scarred skin was oddly comforting. As was the scent of strawberries coming from her rouge mass of curls, trickling across his neck.

"It does?"

"Oh yes, you're hard for me solider, you want me just as badly. Won't you be my first?"

"H-how do I do that?" the solider asked then frowned at his stutter of words, what was wrong with him?

"Place your hand on my waist"

An order, finally something he understood. Lifting his hands he placed one on each hip and gave her a squeeze before settling still and waiting for further instructions.

"Now the painful bit" she smirked as she tilted her hips and the soldier shivered at the feel of her gentle hand on his member positioning him along her body.

"Why is it painful?" he wondered

"Because you have to break a thin piece of skin inside me first, which I'm told hurts" she explained as she licked her lips in preparation.

"I don't want to hurt you Natalia."

"It's a good sort of pain, soldier. Don't worry it doesn't last long." He nodded "are you ready?" with one more nod Natalia took a breath in and breathed out in a long groan of pain as she slammed herself down to the hilt on his member. The solider gasped and shook at the electrifying sensation and found his toes curling and his hands clutching desperately onto Natalia's hips, as the warm wetness engulfed his member.

"What's happening?" he demanded helplessly as the feeling consumed him.

"We're having sex" she beamed with a painful smile. "Give me a minute to adjust and I'll show you how much better it gets okay?"

Once more he nodded and the solider waited patiently for what felt like hours in his dying need, until Natalia placed her hands on his chest and lifted her hips up and slammed back down again.

At this they both moaned in pure unadulterated bliss at the sensation, up and down she went and the solider found himself forgetting his training and orders as he clutched her hips and helped lifted her. Something snapped inside him, a sudden familiarity of the act and he found himself sitting up, spreading his legs further apart and kissing her. She gasp at his sudden change but went with it.

His hips thrusted up against her each time she came down as his tongue sought entrance into her plush mouth and began teasing hers.

"Oh god more" she moaned into his mouth and he found his hands moving, one traveled to her ass, grabbing and squeezing it as he slammed up into her. While the other hand came around slid through her drenched messy curls and stroked her swollen nub.

She went wild in his arms, moaning, scratching, biting and clutching him tighter as he played her body so well. How he knew to do any of this he did not know but at the moment the only thing he needed to know was Natalia was enjoying it all.

A tightening sensation in his stomach pulled his focus and he found himself groaning into her neck as he increased his speed and lost his rhythm.

"I'm gonna-"

The soldier angled his mouth back on hers and swallowed all her sounds as she seemed to come apart in his arms at the same time, the tightening feeling suddenly coiled and exploded in him until he was sure he had no energy left and collapsed back on the floor in a heap on bodily fluids and exhaustion.

"Wow" was the first word Natalia managed after an hour of lying limp on his chest, with his member still inside her but less tingly.

"That sure was a memorable first time soldier, thanks" slowly she eased herself up until she was once again straddling his waist and looking into his eyes. "It's a shame you don't love me, or else I could have been a truly lucky girl" she smiled.

"What is love?"

"Love is, hmm let's see how to describe love." She thought on it for a second "love is having emotional feelings towards someone so much that you never want them to suffer or die. Even if it means never being with them, you only want them to be happy even if you're not"

The solider processed all of this for a moment and then said "I love you Natalia"

With only one person to witness this the black widow shed a tear, it was the first of many she shed about her solider but the first was the only one to have every been seen by another. For she was in love with her trainer and 'The Fist Of Hydra' and she knew in a few more weeks Hydra would call him out on another mission and wipe his mind of her and everything else and her heart broke for that man.

Because even though she could do nothing about this, god help her she loved him too.

"I love you too soldier" she smiled back, just enjoying this moment before she had to sneak away.

And sure enough a few years later they crossed paths again and he shot her to get to his mark, then even more years later she thought him along with her team mates. One of them being Captain America who recognized him as James 'Bucky' Buchanan Barnes. His best friend who was said to have died a hero, as Steve had watched him fall to his death from a train. After that everything made sense, she knew she should tell Clint or Steve about their history but it was just that. Their history. She didn't want them to destroy the one good thing she had in her life, the one thing she held onto for so many years because she did still love him.