Jealous Assassin Eyes

Jealousy could set in at any time during a relationship, for Yelena it was as she watched Kate talk with, and fawn over, Carol Danvers and King Valkyrie, her teammates mentors. The Black Widow nervously tapped her fingers as her girlfriend delivered an animated and loud report of the latest mission the Young Avengers had been on. She felt terrible for this. It was silly. Kate, very much like Kamala had a lot of celebrity crushes on various Avengers but it was nothing to worry over.

She saw how Kate's eyes lit up when Valkyrie patted her on the shoulder. She couldn't watch anymore and she walked over to Kate and grabbed her by the straps of her arrow quiver. "Do you mind if I take my girlfriend home now?" Yelena made sure to put more authority on the girlfriend part.

"Awww, cute." Valkyrie cooed, a thing that Yelena didn't appreciate. "Sure little Widow, she's all yours."

Yelena's tight smile betrayed her near murderous thoughts. She used to be better at faking her emotions but it was difficult when Kate was concerned. Actually this had been a bit of a problem. Nothing life threatening as of yet, it was only Yelena's friends, teammates and Kate herself that pointed it out.

Dreading to think what would happen to Kate if an enemy got wind of this Yelena decided she should really watch her reactions better. Kate's safety mattered to her more than her own.

Kate didn't seem like this bothered her. "Why would it? Your jealous side is so sexy." She purred against Yelena's neck as she kissed it. One thing that Kate could do better than anyone was calm Yelena down. It didn't always involve being in their pajamas and getting handsy but tonight it did.

"Trust me, I know that much. Before I met you I could do the most terrible things with a blank face, it's what I was trained for. They never trained us to deal with pretty brunettes." Yelena moved her hands up and down Kate's sides. "You make me want to throw all my training out the window. You, Kate Bishop, are dangerous."

"God, do you have any idea how turned on I'm getting right now?" Kate hissed in pleasure as Yelena's leg pressed between her legs only to fall away moments later. "Is it weird that I think it's hot when you talk about your work?"

"According to some research I did people find assassins very attractive. So I don't think your kink is uncommon as you think."

Yelena leaned down to kiss Kate, her tongue pushing the archer's lips apart, earning a gasp. Kate straddled her fully and quickly dipped her hand in her boxers, making slick, sopping sounds with the friction or lack there of. "How about a little role-play?"

"Role-play? What... kind?" Yelena was familiar with the sexual term, but she had no idea what her girlfriend had in mind.

Kate grinned sheepishly. "I always wondered what would have happened if we met later. What if I was the CEO of Bishop Security and you were asked to take me out?"

"I would have killed you." Yelena said in seconds, her face frowning. She no longer found this fun.

"You would have tried. But could you?" Kate grinned and inched closer to Yelena, her hand working faster between her legs. "You liked me right away right? I don't think you'd kill me, not if I had useful information." She took Yelena's hand and placed it around her neck. "Fuck, you'd look so hot while you-"

"No!" Yelena tore her hand away and shook Kate by the shoulder, her face angry but eyes worried. "It wouldn't be hot, Kate. You would be dead! I wouldn't hesitate, you would be a target, nothing more! And I... how can you even think..."

"Yelena I... I'm sorry baby, I'm sorry, I thought we were doing..." Kate stopped what she was doing and hugged the now slightly shaking Black Widow against her chest. "I thought we were sharing fantasies. My words hurt you?"

Yelena nodded. "I never want to think about you dying. If it was the me from before, our mission was everything, and to me it meant one step closer to freedom. I do not want to think about hurting you. You are special to me now Kate, but you would only be a target back then."

"Understood. I got carried away in my fantasy and made you uncomfortable."

"No, Kate, your words did arouse me. But what does that say about me? You talked about getting hurt, about me hurting you. I should hate that." Yelena pulled back, looking confused, scared, disgusted and conflicted.

Kate softly kissed her cheek. "They're fantasies Yelena. It's healthy to talk and be honest about these things."

"It's dangerous with me. What if I get too into the role, take it too far and hurt you? What if at some point it's no longer me?" There was always a chance, however small, that her Widow training might kick in. A few times she had almost slipped up, when a situation was too familiar. Unlike other Widows Yelena didn't have the luxury of years of therapy to deal with her traumas. Traumas that were only amplified when she lost her sister.

"If you were ordered to kill me right now, could you?" Kate asked earnestly, her voice soft and touch careful.

"Bože, of course not." Yelena leaned into Kate completely. Hungry for the comfort of the embrace.

"Then we're good. If it would make you feel better we could use a safe word. Or we could just not do it at all, it was just one idea, there are plenty of other things we could try." Above all else Kate had to make sure Yelena was okay with this. She heard Yelena mumble. "Hm? What was that, babe?"

"Red. Safe word." Yelena said more clearly.

"Ah. In that case how about a color system: green means everything is okay, yellow means slow down and red means stop. Does that sound okay?" Slowly she untied Yelena's hair as the blonde nodded in understanding. "Perfect. We can talk more about-!"

Kate was pushed roughly on her back, with Yelena pinning her wrists above her head. "You let your guard down easily. Not quite what I'd expect of a Young Avenger and a CEO of a security company." She spoke in a cold yet teasing tone that made Kate's core ache and pulse.

"I'd be better if my opponent wasn't a drop dead beautiful assassin." Kate licked her lips as Yelena leaned in and pushed herself between Kate's legs. Which Kate parted all too easily.

"You're too easy of a target, Kate Bishop. It honestly worries me. And how easy it is to get you wet." Yelena pushed two fingers into Kate's mouth which the archer sucked too eagerly, getting them slick and wet. Knowing where they're going next. "It would be funny if it wasn't sad."

One hand trailed down Kate's stomach, the other pulled Kate's shirt up to trap her wrists before doing the same to her boxer shorts and her legs.

"Ah... Yelena... fuck me." Kate gasped, flustered and aroused by the position she was in. Trapped. A target. With a trained assassin above her.

"Pathetic. Begging for it so easily. You would not last long against me, you'd be all to easy to break, to spill every secret you have. What for? To get fucked like a common slut?" Her fingers gathered the wetness between Kate's legs. "Green?" Kate bucked her hips. "Kate Bishop. Green?"

The archer whined when she realized Yelena was waiting. "So green, so fucking green."

"That's what I was hoping for." She pushed one finger in while the heel of her hand pressed against her girlfriend's hard clit. Kate tried to spread her legs more but she forgot about the confines of her underwear. There was only so far she could go. "Kate, Kate, such a bad girl. At least I should give you credit for being honest. I always want you to be honest." Her finger moved in and out slowly, her other hand holding Kate's breast so she could suck and bite on the hard nipple.

Kate whined as she felt Yelena hook her finger as she pulled it out, pressing against her weak spot. She almost wanted to beg for more but at the same time she wanted to give Yelena room to explore this.

She arched into the blonde's touch eagerly and used her body, not her words, to do the talking. Pussy clenching around Yelena's fingers, noises high pitched and desperate, a pool of wetness on the sheets and nipples all red and sensitive. Yelena smirked at the evidence of her work. Quickly she added a second and then a third finger. The sweet feeling of warmth enveloped her, she never wanted it to go away.

"You can go faster you know." Kate offered it as a suggestion but given how her teeth clenched around every word it was far more than that.

"I want to take my time with you. It would be such a shame for this to be over so soon." She dragged her fingers at a snails pace, watching them grow wetter. "Give into it, Kate Bishop. Don't try to chase it. You know I will take care of you." Two fingers spread Kate's pussy while the third one scratched upwards. It was torture. And a challenge to keep still in the face of such ecstasy.

She nodded and sighed from the feeling of teeth and tongue on her breast. "Knew you were a boob girl."

"I am a Kate Bishop girl. Very important distinction." Yelena smiled as she made her way to the other nipple and sucked on it until it became red. Her other hand found the soft flesh of Kate's ass and squeezed. At the same time she made Kate raise her hips to meet her fingers.

"I want to feel you everywhere. When you're touching me like this I can't help it, I need to come." She both declared and whimpered, her eyes barely open enough for Yelena to see them.

"Da? Is that what you want?" Three fingers thrust in and out once again, creating a symphony of wet, sloppy, horny sounds that blended perfectly with Kate's moans. Yelena felt the body under her stiffen and snap tight, the sounds wonderful in her ears. "So beautiful when you come."

Kate took a few minutes to catch her breath. "Okay. Wow. Maybe I should make you jealous more often."

"I would not advise it."

"True. After all I need to be able to feel my legs if I'm gonna fight crime." Kate smiled at the blonde who licked her way up Kate's neck and bit on her ear. "Or maybe I don't."

"Kate Bishop, so funny. I was referring to the person I'm jealous of... disappearing under mysterious circumstances." Yelena... joked. Surely she did.

That's what Kate figured when she started laughing but Yelena was stone faced. "Please tell me you're joking. These are Captain Marvel and the King of New Asgard we're talking about." Yelena shrugged. "Yelena! Tell me you're joking!"

"Okay. It was a joke." There was no humor, no indication she was telling the truth. Kate gulped and made a mental note to think twice about making a world class assassin jealous again.