Disclaimer: I do not own Captain America 2 or anything to do with Marvel. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
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Sharon Carter was feeling very proud of herself. For the first time in her adult life she was celebrating a one-year anniversary, and not only was she living with that person, but was in love with them, a fact which was publicly known. Perhaps too well known, as at dinner they had been ambushed by paparazzi. Although that was just the price of dating an Avenger.
The only difference was that in her case she was perhaps dating the most desired one, and it was a homosexual relationship. Yes, after spending so much time in the closet Sharon Carter was officially out and proud, and dating The Black Widow Natasha Romanoff.
There were still moments like tonight where she had felt anxious about being seen in public with the woman she loved, but that was only a small part of why she was nervous tonight. No, the real reason was that she had heard something about Natasha, and wanting to be a good girlfriend, Sharon planned on confronting her about it and offering her assistance.
And the more she thought about it, the more she wanted to assist. But she tried to put it out of her mind and just have a special evening with her ladylove. Unfortunately Natasha could read her like a book, and was constantly pushing her to tell her what was wrong, although this time Sharon remain firm that they would wait until they got back to their apartment to talk about it.
Which meant instead of passionately making out with each other like when they normally return from a date Natasha just stared at the blonde as they made their way into the apartment, and the second the door was closed she asked, "So, what's up? And don't say nothing, again. Please Sharon? Talk to me."
It was unusual to see The Black Widow looking vulnerable, and although it could have been a manipulation Sharon chose to take it as fact and did her best to put the redhead at ease, "Like I said, it's nothing scary. I think. I just... you know this is new to me, right? But I want to be the best girlfriend I can be, and give you everything you want. Everything you need."
"You do." Natasha reassured with a smirk, but before she could go into detail she was interested by her lover.
"That's not what Maria said." Sharon said softly.
Quickly putting her poker face on and just about managing to force herself not to blush Natasha asked as casually as she could, "What did Maria say?"
"That you've got an ass made for fucking. And she's fucked it." Sharon repeated Maria's words verbatim, including pausing just before saying that, and pausing again before adding, "Not in the last year, but before we got together, and you've never cum harder."
"That's a lie." Natasha protested.
"Which part?" Sharon pushed gently, boldly clarifying, "The part about her fucking you in the ass? Or the part about you never cumming harder?"
There was a brief pause and then Natasha grumbled, "Does it matter?"
"Yes." Sharon insisted, "Like I said, I want to please you."
"You do!" Natasha quickly insisted, reluctantly admitting as she stepped closer and took Sharon into her arms, "Look, you're the perfect little bottom, and I love topping the hell out of you."
"But you're a switch." Sharon said knowingly.
"More like a top who reluctantly bottomed a few times." Natasha grumbled, before explaining herself, "Look, it's no big deal. I went after Maria, and I made one little mistake. It was my fault for being cocky and thinking no one could turn the tables on me, and I got an ass full of dildo because of it. Then I tried to get revenge a few times, only to end up with the same result, but if I truly wanted to be Maria Hill's bitch we wouldn't be having this conversation. I'd be hers and wouldn't have seduced you. But I'm not hers because I want to be a top, and so does she. I love topping, and I could never give it up, and it's what works for us."
"What makes you think switching couldn't work for us?" Sharon frowned, "Do you not think I can top you?"
"No." Natasha answered truthfully, and then when Sharon looked offended she unapologetically added, "What? I love you Sharon, and you have a lot of admirable qualities, but whether you know it or not I've been in control every step of the way so far in our relationship, and you have to believe me, I'm more than happy with it. Why risk something which works?"
"I thought I was happy alone." Sharon shrugged, "I told myself I was straight over and over again until I almost believed it, but then you came along and opened a world of possibilities. So maybe you're right. Maybe this is the best way we work. Maybe I can't top you. Maybe what happened with Maria was a fluke. A fluke which was on and off for about a year. But maybe it wasn't. Maybe I could be the one to make you cum so incredibly hard, like you always make me cum when you fuck my ass. So I guess the question is, is the mighty Black Widow too stubborn to even try? Or is she just scared that I might make her my bitch?"
There was a brief pause in which Natasha just glared at her girlfriend, and then she grumbled, "Fine, we do this one time, but then I'm getting you a Natasha's Bitch tramp stamp just to make sure you don't forget your place again."
Sharon rolled her eyes, "If I don't make you cum, we'll see."
That little threat was becoming a little too frequent to just be a joke, which was one of the reasons that Sharon was doing this, as she didn't think she could live with the embarrassment of having that kind of tattoo, even somewhere no one could see it. Of course whenever Natasha bought it up she would quickly distract Sharon before the blonde could truly turn it down, often with a deep passionate kiss.
This time was no exception, and as was frequently the case it involved them moving through their apartment to the bedroom while stripping each other of their clothing along the way. The difference was when they got there Natasha gently pushed Sharon back, turned around and sauntered towards the bed, deliberately putting extra wiggle in her hips as she went. Then she crawled onto the bed, getting into the centre of it, and fuck! Just fuck.
It was a well-known fact that Natasha Romanoff was a complete knockout, with her big boobs and fat ass receiving a lot of attention. Sharon had overheard countless men drooling over her, and even some women, but while she had special permission to appreciate Natasha's beauty, she had never truly gotten to admire her big butt before. Like this.
Sure, occasionally she had eaten Natasha's ass, but this was different. Wonderfully different, and Sharon couldn't help just staring in appreciation at the amazing sight in front of her. Then she rushed to retrieve the items she would need to give The Black Widow a butt fucking, which one way or another they would never forget.
Natasha was a little impressed by Sharon leaving her to anticipate what was about to happen. Sure, it was probably by accident as Sharon was doing the same thing, but it was definitely the actions of a top. As was Sharon retrieving a strap-on and attaching it to herself in front of Natasha, and then covering it with lube. Clearly Sharon was remembering her lessons well from being on the receiving end of this countless times.
Natasha just hoped she wouldn't forget her favourite part of the preparation. Sure enough as soon as Sharon was kneeling behind her Natasha felt her meaty cheeks being spread apart and then her ass hole was attacked by something soft and wet, The Black Widow not needing to look back to know that her girlfriend was now licking her forbidden hole.
"Oooooooh yesssssss, eat me! Eat my ass, ohhhhhhhh fuck!" Natasha happily encouraged, "Mmmmm yeahhhhhhh, oh Sharon, you know just how much I love your tongue worshipping my ass hole. Oooooh, get it nice and wet for your big cock. Mmmmm, the cock I used to stretch your ass hole and fuck it on a daily basis! Come on Sharon, ohhhhhh shit, you think you can top me? Prove it. Mmmmm, oh yeah, prove it by properly preparing my butt for a fucking, ohhhhhh fuck, and then give me everything you've got. Make me your bitch, if you can. Oooooooh yesssss, lick my fucking butt hole, ooooooohhhhhhhhhh yeeeeeessssss, fuck it, fuck it with your tongue, ah fuck!"