Chapter 25

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30 minutes had passed since that little altercation and the game was getting kind of boring, so we all decided to dance instead. A lot of great songs were coming on like gas pedal and apple bottom jeans. The liquor was really starting to hit me at this point, and I have no idea what was in that drink Thor gave me, but it made me feel really loose and free. I was continuing to have a good time with Wanda and Carol when my favorite song came on, Bananza. " Oh my gosh this is my favorite song!" I yelled at the pair. The just laughed at me as we continued to dance and I started to sing. As the chorus came on, I felt a pair of arms latch around my waist. Wooah I got a girlfriend who I would very much rather have wrapped around my waist. " Uhmm take your hands off of me. I am very much taken." I said to whoever was behind me. " It's me baby," the person said, but I didn't recognize their voice. I pushed their hands off me, " Sorry but I love my girlfriend a lot and want her here not you so why don't you run along and get her for me." Carol and Wanda were laughing at me for some odd reason but I ignored it and started dancing again. About a minute later, I felt a tap on my shoulder. I turned around and saw my beautiful girlfriend. " Tashaaa! Someone tried to dance up on me but I told them I have a girlfriend and to go and find you and now your heeere!" I said excitedly while wrapping my arms around her. " Yes baby, I found you."

Now that I was in the safety of my girlfriends arms, I began to dance with her. I turned around so that my back was pressed up against her front. She placed her hands on my hips and guided them to the beat of the music. I would grind my ass harder against her when bending over and I even twerked on her when appropriate for the song. I knew she was enjoying it because when I came back up and wrapped one of my arms around her neck, she kissed my neck in all the right places. If I was sober, I'd be a bit apprehensive about this much PDA in-front of her friends that I just met, but I am not so I do not care.We continued dancing like this for a little longer until I got tired, so Tasha took me over to the couch and sat me on her lap. 

I was kind of just taking it all in. I'm surprised by how wild this party got at a long cabin, but Tony is known for throwing amazing parties. " Come outside with me," Nat spoke, breaking my train of thought. " But it's cold," I responded. " Don't worry Detka, I have a solution for that." She took my hand and dragged me outside. We walked around the side of the porch and in front of us, was a huge hot tub, already filled with a few people. " See, this is how you stay warm," she told me. " We don't even have swimsuits Tasha."

" Don't worry. I got us covered," she said while holding up two pairs of bikinis. We got changed together with Tasha changing me as well since I couldn't really do it myself. Walking back out hand in hand, we stepped into the hot tub, with Nat on my lap this time. I traced shapes along her stomach, paying special attention to her scar that rested a little above her left hip. I could feel her shudder from my touch on the sensitive skin, but she relaxed in to it. I also occasionally  peppered kisses along her spine and shoulders, soaking up this moment with her.

It was getting pretty late, so it was time for us to head home. We got out and wrapped towels around ourselves, and headed to the car to get the change of clothes that Nat brought. We just simply changed in the back into some sweatpants and sweatshirts. Nat's clothes are so comfy and big on me. I love it.

We went back inside to say our goodbyes to everyone and headed back out to the car. Nat got in the drivers seat while I got in the passenger. She placed her hand on my thigh and started the car. Then, she turned to me, " Don't think I've forgotten about what you did at the party tonight. You'll be punished sometime soon." I just nodded my head, not wanting to make the situation worse. " Good girl," she said, kissing me, starting the journey home.

I must have fallen asleep at some point during the drive, because I woke up to the sound of the door being shut. I was slowly trying to wake myself up when my door opened and there stood Nat. " I didn't mean to wake you bubba," she told me. " It's okay. Just carry me up please," I said with my best pouty face. " Of course." With that, she picked me and I clung to her koala style, nuzzling my head into her neck. She kissed my forehead and walked us up to the apartment. Once we were inside, she laid us both down in bed and we settled for the night.

A/N

Right so I know I said I would be updating every Saturday, but I already had this written up and tbh I don't think I can really stick to a schedule with college. Hope y'all enjoy getting fed cuz I promise you, this next chapter is going to be the longest one yet with y'all's favorite thing to read ;) (p.s. that part is reaching 1000 words right now along with all the words of the story line.Hoping it will be around 3,000 words.)

Next I have a serious question for everyone

I have a book in my drafts with one chapter already complete. It's another Natasha x fem reader that is in 3rd person pov, which allows every chapter to include both people's thoughts. The reader works in a coffee shop that Natasha goes in one day. My plan is to make it where Natasha stalks her, but I wanna know how far y'all want me to go with it. 

Do you want it to just be Natasha starts going to her coffee shop all the time and just admires her until she forms a bond with the reader, or do you want like full blown stalking where she goes to the shop and follows her occasionally and kidnaps her at some point?

Once y'all tell me which option you'd prefer, I'll get the first chapter out tomorrow.

This is a super long authors note so I apologize but thank you so much for 20k reads like wow! Also I love reading y'all's comments! Some of y'all are absolutely hilarious.

Reach out to me if you ever need to! I'm literally on this app everyday and happy to talk with y'all!

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