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This is just one of those small stories where, I have no idea where I was going with it and it's just shameless smut.
Pleasure's web
Pleasure, as Clarke Griffin had realized, under Natasha Romanoff's power, could be used like an enticing, albeit, controlling, sticky web.
And that was the web that she was in right now at this very moment, with these four other women
Lying on her back, on Natasha's bed, staring up at her romantic partner soulmate, Clarke tried to control her breathing.
Natasha was leaning down and kissing Clarke all over her neck, breasts, navel, stomach, but never went lower, making sure to stay away from Clarke's waist and thighs, giving Clarke a smirk just when she got close.
Clarke moaned and whimpered as her buck-naked body was being kissed with great passion, but also great gentility.
Clarke closed her eyes and felt the bed dip down, as Maria, Carol and Yelena joined them, climbing up onto the mattress.
Maria began stroking and kissing Clarke's right leg and thigh and calf. Carol took the upper right side of Clarke's body, sucking and licking Clarke's breast, arm and the right side of Clarke's neck. Yelena kissed and lick sucked at Clarke's left leg, thigh and calf. Natasha sucked and licked and kissed and bit at Clarke's left arm and left breast and the left side of Clarke's neck.
Clarke groaned, being assaulted-overloaded with pleasure, at each of the kissing, biting and licking around her body by all four women.
All five of them were naked and Maria and Yelena held Clarke's legs open wide, and Natasha and Carol pinned Clarke's upper torso down onto the bed, their mouths and tongues and teeth all over her.
Clarke cried out, thrashing around in her lovers' grasp as their tongues, teeth, mouths and hands moved all over her.
As they held her down, Natasha rose up and stared down at Clarke. "Clarke," She said, "You remember your safe word, don't you, malen'kiy?"
Clarke nodded, rolling her eyes before she could help it, feeling her arousal getting out of control. "Yes, yes," she said, "It's 'Integral.' Now can we please move on, mommy?"
Natasha smirked. "Good girl," she purred, and lowered herself down onto Clarke, pinning Clarke's left arm down to the bed, her mouth wrapping around Clarke's left nipple and sucking hard.
Clarke cried out, eyes squeezing shut, her body shaking.
Carol wasn't having that. She reached out and grabbed Clarke's chin and made her look at Carol.
"Clarke, baby," she said, "You remember what to call the rest of us, don't you?"
Clarke forced her eyes open, groaning and she nodded. "Yes," she said, weakly, shivering at the burning, dangerous look in Carol's blue eyes, "Yes, mommy."
Carol smiled, grinning like a shark. "Now," she said, voice levelled, "Yelena and Maria."
Clarke helplessly raised herself up, the wet warmth throughout her cunt making it a labor for her to lift up and look at Yelena and Maria.
Yelena and Maria looked at Clarke, staring at her.
"Well?" Yelena said, growling, her hair having been untied from its ponytail and went right past her shoulders, her brown eyes glinting ferally in the dimmed light.
"Mommy," Clarke said quietly, and looked down at where Maria leered up at her by Clarke's right leg, "Mommy."
Maria and Yelena both grinned, satisfied.
In seconds, Clarke was pinned back down to the bed, her breasts sucked again, her legs being pinned wide open again, her calves and thighs being sucked and bitten. The stimulation felt like too much. She was already bucking and trying desperately to get more stimulation between her legs, but Maria and Yelena were keeping her from rubbing up against them.
Clarke felt like cursing at them, but stopped herself. Physically speaking, she could technically overpower them and grind herself against them over and over again till she got herself off.
But she knew that that wasn't an option. She didn't want to do that. Not really.
She wanted them to be in control. She wanted them to dominate her. Not the other way around.
And for them to be able to do that to her, she needed to trust them.
And this was what came with trusting them.
She had to trust them with this if she wanted to get what she really wanted from them.
Clarke kept being sucked and licked and bit all over her body, never going lower than her stomach and those at her legs never went higher than her thighs.
Clarke knew they were torturing her. Relentlessly. Clarke could feel the need between her legs, could feel herself desperately needing stimulation there, but her four lovers weren't touching her down there. They were just sucking and licking and biting at anywhere, except for between Clarke's legs.
Natasha pinned Clarke down, sucking at Clarke's neck, biting her hard. Yelena bit along Clarke's right thigh and kept biting Clarke's leg till she reached Clarke's calf. Maria kept kissing and sucking and licking along Clarke's left leg, all over her leg and Carol kept sucking at the right side of Clarke's neck and her arm.
Clarke kept bucking but couldn't get enough friction, finally she started sobbing, "Mommies! Please! Please!"
Her pathetic cries thankfully brought the results that she had been desperately hoping for.
Natasha, Yelena, Maria and Carol all grinned sinisterly.
"That's more like it," Maria purred, and she kept Clarke's leg open and she looked at Natasha.
Natasha nodded to Maria, giving Maria permission. Maria grinned at Clarke, then dove down and buried her face in Clarke's cunt, eating her out slowly, so, so slowly, right set of fingers rubbing along Clarke's clit, rubbing all along it slowly.
Clarke screamed, arching up into Maria's mouth, Maria eating her out ruthlessly and slowly,.
Clarke couldn't gain more friction unless she closed her legs, and she didn't want to, and Yelena by her leg and Carol and Natasha holding her down reminded her not to do so.
Natasha pulled her mouth from Clarke's breast and leaned in against Clarke's left ear, leering against her lover, and purred practically, "You see, malen'kiy? Just let your mommies take care of everything. We'll take care of you. Just let your mommies love you till you pass out."
Clarke moaned, Natasha's filthy, oh, so tempting words driving Clarke over the edge and ramming her cunt all the way against Maria's mouth and fingers and Natasha's fingers, her orgasm leaping through her and Clarke closing her eyes shut as bright stars flashed in front of her eyes and she screamed in utter pleasure when she released.
Practically sensing all four of her lovers smiling predatorily, made her immediately get turned on a second later.
"Oh," Maria purred, pulling her mouth away from Clarke's cunt, licking at the cum along Clarke's vulvae, causing Clarke to cry out again, "She's getting aroused again."
"Good," Yelena said, smirking, "There's four of us, after all. Well, Maria? Go ahead. Fuck the slut again. I can wait my turn. Each of Clarke's mommies can take our turns."
Maria grinned lecherously, and then went back to what she had done before, burying her face in Clarke's pussy, fingers again going to Clarke's clit.
Clarke started writhing and screaming again, eyes rolling up in her head anew and Natasha chuckled, biting the side of her neck and Carol put her fingers inside Clarke's mouth, allowing Clarke to lick at her fingers.
Carol and Natasha shared a filthy grin.
This was exactly how it had always been meant to be.
Clarke at the mercy of her romantic partner soulmates. Her mommies there for her, taking care of her.
Loving her till she had no strength left and could only pass out, after being fucked so many times.
And all four Natasha, Carol, Yelena and Maria were happy to lead Clarke to that completion.