Sharon Carter tried not to react when she found The Black Widow Natasha Romanoff casually stretched out on her bed, but despite all her training she couldn't stop jumping a little. After all, she had got home almost an hour ago, had dinner and watched TV without hearing a peep or noticing anything out of place, meaning that the deadly assassin had broken into her home either while she was there or before she got back without Sharon having a clue.
Either way it was disturbing, and kind of a slap in the face, Sharon telling herself she needed to be a lot more careful from now on, even or perhaps especially when she was off the clock.
Luckily for Sharon she was 99% sure that The Black Widow wasn't there to hurt her. Despite all her training, and how hard she had worked to make something of herself, Agent 13 was no match for The Black Widow and Natasha could have easily taken her out when Sharon was blissfully unaware of her presence.
And for what it was worth's the redhead seemed relaxed, maybe even seductive given the way Natasha was lying on the bed, bringing up memories of the last time they had seen each other. That last time was a key factor, Sharon's heart racing as she remembered what they had agreed, and despite herself Sharon found herself hoping she was about to get fucked by this gorgeous woman.
"Do you have any information on the incident in Florida?" Natasha said, surprisingly seemingly all business.
"Florida?" Sharon frowned.
"Yes, Florida." Natasha confirmed, "Have the CIA heard anything about what's happening there?"
"I haven't heard anything." Sharon confessed, then when the older woman gave her a look quickly added, "I've been monitoring all the different channels you asked me too. I know everything the CIA knows, and I don't know what you're talking about."
There was a pause and then Natasha nodded, "So the CIA isn't in the know. That's a little sad, but hardly surprising... and it probably makes things easier for us."
"What's easier?" Sharon asked, "What's going on?"
"That's classified. Don't worry your pretty little head about it." Natasha grinned, "In fact, how about I take your pretty little mind off of it and your troubles?"
After a moment of debating it Sharon sighed and asked as she approached her bed, "If I'm going to be an informant for you, can you at least keep me in the loop?"
"It's probably safer if I don't." Natasha said thoughtfully, before smiling again, "But I might give you a hint, if you're good."
Sharon rolled her eyes as she got onto the bed, "And what exactly does that entail?"
Natasha grinned, "Would you like a list?"
Despite herself Sharon gave a little smile, "I think I get the gist of it."
As she spoke those words Sharon bravely crawled up Natasha's body, aware that she was leaving herself open to half a dozen attacks from the master assassin.
Luckily for her Natasha not only allowed Sharon to position herself laying directly on top of the curvaceous redhead but then she was actually permitted to kiss The Black Widow, Sharon doing her best not to 'fan girl' and embarrass herself out of this situation which she was sure many would kill for. And she might actually be one of them, as it wasn't like Sharon hadn't thought about being in this situation, especially since it had happened to her once before.
Their first time together, and her first time with another woman, had left Sharon wanting more. Craving it even, but she hadn't been banking on The Black Widow returning to her so soon. Then again perhaps she was a shiny new toy to the legendary seductress, and she certainly wasn't in the mood to complain.
Back in SHIELD she had a lot to prove, but it felt like she was at least working her way up the ladder. Now she was under constant scrutiny, mostly from idiots who weren't half as competent as they thought they were, so if she was honest it was nice to unwind in the arms of such a beautiful woman.
Natasha was also pleasantly surprised, as most women were a little more hesitant to jump into bed with a virtual stranger, even if they'd had sex once before. That went double if the woman in question was aware of her reputation... which was everyone thanks to all her dirty little secrets ending up on the Internet.
Not that she couldn't talk them into it, and there was something to be said for the thrill of the chase, but it was so nice not to have to go through all that hassle for a change.
It was also a little surprising how quickly Sharon had become comfortable with her sexuality. Natasha had seduced plenty of women who were still in the closet, technically or otherwise, and many of them were just as hesitant if not more so the second time around. But now Sharon was the one pushing her tongue into her mouth, and the first one to grab/start caressing the other's boobs and she was even the first to start stripping herself naked.
Not wanting to be left behind, and because her catsuit was complicated to remove, Natasha flipped their positions and after a few more minutes of kissing she pulled herself away to seductively remove the suit. Then more kissing, then Natasha removed the rest of Sharon's clothing and started kissing her way down the other girl's neck, only to be immediately stopped when she started going lower.