011 || Sharon Carter || video || Day 58

[agentx13]

Carter here. I realize many, if not all of us, are waking up somewhat changed this morning. If it isn't too much trouble, could you contact me and tell me what you've turned into? Some of the creatures we're turning into are potentially dangerous, which means trouble down the road.

Thank you.

[ Private messages follow. ]

Bruce Banner
Are you available to help?

Natasha Romanoff
My door is closed for a reason. You and the Doctor stay out. Not that I think the Doctor will have much trouble with that anymore.

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[theassassin]

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[agentx13]

Please, Natasha.

[ And that should tell Natasha a lot about how dire the situation is. Sharon rarely uses the word "please" unless things are desperate. ]

[theassassin]

Sharon...What is it? Let me help.

[She's not giving up that easily.]

[agentx13]

[ Sharon bows her head. She doesn't answer right away. ]

A bunch of people have changed species. I'm a succubus. I think. All the evidence adds up.

I think I almost killed the Doctor earlier. So don't come in here, okay? And if you see me trying to leave, stop me.

[theassassin]

[That explains a few things...]

I see. It seems I'm unaffected. [A frown.] A succubus? Do these things happen often around here?

[She sighs.]

Sharon... I'll stop you, if that's what want me to do.

[agentx13]

If you can.

[ She tries to sound joking, but her tone is too flat for it to work. ]

And nothing like this has happened before, but why not, right?

[theassassin]

I'll do my best. Besides, you know I fight dirty.

[She's worried about you. She doesn't want to have to hurt you Sharon, but she will if it's necessary.]

Go big or go home. Or whatever that saying is... [She hesitates.] Are you sure you don't want me to... restrain you?

[agentx13]

[ Sharon pauses, her eyes slowly brightening. And no, she isn't thinking that she's parched and this would be the perfect time to leech off someone. She's thinking that Natasha might just be right. Maybe trapping herself isn't enough. Maybe she should be restrained. And it won't hurt that it will get the woman close... ]

I think that might be for the best. Are you sure you won't mind?

[theassassin]

Give me a moment. I'll be right there.

[agentx13]

[ Sharon nods and leaves the feed open as she goes to the door. She unlocks it, but she doesn't back away, instead leaning against it and pressing her skin against its cool surface. She's broken out in a light sweat with the effort it takes not to leave. She's having so much trouble maintaining control in this room, she thinks, what are her chances of maintaining control out there? ]

[theassassin]

[She gathers a few things from her belongings before exiting her room and heading to Sharon's. This would be easier if she had her Widow's bites, damn this place.

She knocks once, and turns the knob.]

I'm coming in.

[agentx13]

[ Sharon backs away from the door quickly, forcing herself to stand several feet away. She can't make herself back up any more than that, though, especially after she sees Natasha. Her eyes run up and down her friend's body, calculating. What if she just took a little off the top? They're friends, after all. It has to be okay between friends. So long as Sharon doesn't let Natasha die... And she hadn't let the Doctor die, after all. She would be able to stop in time, surely. ]

[theassassin]

[She opens the door, prepared for anything- and nothing at the same time. Natasha closes the door behind her, and moves a step further in to the room. She notes the way her friend is looking at her, regarding Sharon with an arched brow and not bothering to hid her concern.]

Alright Sharon... take a seat for me okay? I know neither of us wants to hurt the other.

[agentx13]

[ She smiles before she can help it. What makes the redhead think neither of them want to hurt each other. ]

Sure.

[ There's a chair at a desk against the wall, but Sharon ignores it in favor of sitting on the bed. She looks back to Natasha, a hand smoothing the covers beside her in an invitation to sit. ]

This is ridiculous, isn't it?

[ Her tone is far too calm, far too composed. Far too glib. It's harder for her to think that she shouldn't do this after all. She and Natasha are close enough in so many ways already. What's a little sex between friends? ]

[theassassin]

[Yeah... unfortunately for Sharon, her friend here- one of her closest friends, knows her better than that.

She gives her a look, tipping her head toward the chair, but smiling anyway.]

Succubus, and you've chosen the bed. I should have known better than to give you the choice.

[She points up higher, motioning for her to move closer to the head board and the pillows.]

Ridiculous doesn't even begin to explain what this is.

[Natasha moves closer...almost as though she's being dawn in.]

Keep your hands to yourself. I'm moving in...

[agentx13]

[ Sharon grins as she scoots back on the bed. She seems obedient and obliging enough, but she's watching Natasha closely for some sort of inroad. ] Good thing I'm a succubus, too. You've never looked so good.

I'm kind of surprised we never had any fun back home, actually. Not even to experiment. I'm sure Steve and Bucky wouldn't have minded. Might have even liked it.

[ Her eyes slip to Natasha's lips, then her neck, before rising up again to her eyes. ] We could do a practice run before we go back home.

[theassassin]

[Natasha's head tilts, too easy...There should be more warning flags, but then again- it's Sharon in there. Sharon is in there somewhere.]

Honey, I've always looked good.

[She can't help, but laugh at that moving to the side of the bed, her hand sliding over Sharon's arm and to take hold of her wrist.]

They probably would have. [A smile quirks Nat's lips.] As tempting as that sounds, Sharon... I'm going to have to decline the offer, get back to me when you're yourself and now what ever this is, okay?

[agentx13]

[ Sharon lets Natasha grab her wrist. She likes that Natasha is touching her. It promises more touching in the future. She grins and hooks a leg around Natasha, launching Natasha onto her back on the bed and twisting to climb over her. ]

Who says I'm not myself now?

[ Her hands trail up Natasha's arms as Sharon lowers herself for a kiss. ]

[theassassin]

[Somewhere in the back of her mind she should have expected this... Somewhere in her head she's kicking herself for being so foolish.

But she's sluggish somehow, slower than she wants to be. Now she finds herself pinned under the weight of the woman that should be one of her best friends and she doesn't want to move her.

She should, but...]

Maybe....

[Even her voice sounds too far away, Natasha arches under her pressing hips up, and tangling fingers in blonde hair. She kisses back, her free hand shoving under Sharon's shirt.]

You are...

[She breaks from the kiss, green eyes searching blue, flickering over her face, dropping to her lips, then back up to her eyes again.]

Sharon...?

[Natasha's hand twists in blonde hair, she twists her hips and wrenches them over so she's straddling the blonde, dropping back down for another kiss- a little more urgent and needy than she might like. Natasha is struggling here...

This isn't right... Yes, it is

She didn't expect-- hell she didn't know what to expect. Don't fight.

Her mouth hovers just outside of kissing- ready to move to Sharon's neck, her shoulder...where ever else there's some exposed flesh she can worship in some way or another. The red head groans... Pulling back, and blinking at the woma- thing under her...

She needs to stop... No. .

She needs to stop her... No! Please.

She promised she'd take care of her... Just a little more.]

You have to stop...[No...Don't stop.]

[agentx13]

[ Sharon can already feel Natasha, deeper than Natasha can even know. Kissing her, drawing from her, it's like she's under Natasha's skin, swimming in a bed of all the things she's loved in life, devouring everything she's mourned or hated. ]

[ She looks up at Natasha with a smirk, one hand wrapping around the back of Natasha's neck to pull her into a hard kiss, rough and - undeniably, some small part of it - cold. ]

Make me.

[theassassin]

[She can feel her, something deep inside her like fingers on her soul, wringing from it everything she's ever hidden from everyone. She needs to get her out- but god help her she doesn't want to.

Natasha huffs, a hand bracing her up over Sharon a first she pushes back trying to pull away. After a moment, she relaxes... sighing against Sharon's lips and her free hand sliding under the blonde's shirt to drag nails back down her ribs.]

Can't.

[agentx13]

[ Sharon chuckles deep in her throat. ]

I know.

[ She inhales sharply as Natasha drags her nails along her skin. She arches her back. ]

Get your clothes off and do that again.

[ More skin, more food. Sharon's hands are already tugging her own shirt off, eying Natasha's body hungrily. ]

[theassassin]

[She nods, pushing up to pull her shirt off and toss it off into the room somewhere. At this point, she doesn't care where.]

Yes.

[She looks down at her, a soft smile curving her lips, as she leans back down, a hand cupping Sharon's breast.

Natasha whimpers it's a desperate sound, pushing up again breaking contact, she flips her hair over her shoulder. Natasha leans down kissing along Sharon's neck and down the valley of her chest.

Pausing part of the way down she lifts her eyes, meeting Sharon's murmuring against her skin.]

Please?

[She's not sure if she's asking for more, or asking her to stop anymore.]

Should we put in a warning for NSFW or something? Um. I guess this is it!

[agentx13]

[ This, she thinks. This is how it ought to be. The Doctor had been a hiccup, newly human. He hadn't understood, perhaps. But this redhead, whose mind had been broken over and over again and was malleable despite its strength, the redhead understood.

[ Sharon shakes her head and pushes Natasha off, pushing her friend's hands over her head and pinning them there with a fist. ]

No. I need your pleasure more than you need mine.

[ Sharon's head dips down and bites Natasha's breast, hard enough to leave a mark if not hard enough to break the skin. Her other hand presses against the skin of Natasha's stomach, working its way between Natasha's legs. She only explores Natasha's folds for a moment before thrusting in a finger. She hates going as slowly as she is, but it has its uses, fanning the flames deep within Natasha, creating a powerful phoenix just waiting to be devoured whole.

[ She kisses Natasha's breast before moving to the other, licking the woman's nipple before giving it a harsh bite, simultaneously thrusting in another finger. Christ. Sharon can't remember the last time she was this hungry. ]

Oh.. maybe, since it's getting a little NSFW, right? Well.. there we go.

[theassassin]

[Natasha makes a soft disappointed sound when she's pushed off, rolled again onto her back she's pliant and easily moves her arms over her head. The fist holding them down is more a symbol of the other woman's hold over her than an actual need to hold her there, because there isn't much fight in her right now, a fact made evident by how easily she was moved.

The redhead gasps a sudden burst of breath from her, arms tensing briefly, but not moving from where they were placed. The bite was a shock, and so perfect, there's going to be a perfect circle of Sharon's teeth on her pale flesh- the bruise will be deep enough to last, she's sure, despite her enhancements and faster healing.

She's actually caught in a sort of prideful reverie. The slide of Sharon's hand over her stomach stirs her from her haze. The brush of fingers against her slick folds has her complete attention. Her eyes snap to Sharon's, catching and holding their gaze just a brief flickering moment before the blonde plunges into her with the first finger.

Natasha's head and shoulders press into the bed- her back arching just slightly, breath caught she thinks...

She thinks she should say something..

She should...This isn't right... she needs to...

to...

...somethin--

The thoughts are lost to the brush of lips to her breast, the slide of tongue around her tightly drawn nipple and teeth... Teeth- and pain and her fingers...]