The Heiress and The Queen [Avengers Medieval Period]

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She was talking and talking and talking, yet I couldn't understand a thing that she was saying. My head was spinning, my sight were blurry, and my legs felt like jelly.

And before I coud even blink, my body hit the floor. The crowd didn't notice since they were partying like teenagers, all drunk and high.

My eyes were fading in and out, until somebody picked me up bridal style. I smiled sheepishly, hugging the person as I buried my face on the crook of their neck. The perfume smells familiar but I couldn't pin point to whom it was.

"Princess." They whispered, it was a she.

"Hmm?" I hunmed.

"I'm taking you to bed, is that alright?" She asked back. I started kissing her neck not knowing who it was, but all I know is that it was fun kissing them on the neck.

"D-depends on who's asking." I replied back, she stiffled back her moans, as she carefully carried me up the stairs.

"It's your wife — I mean fiancée." She corrected herself making me smile.

"Okay wifey, take me to bed." I replied, seductively, making her giggle.

I know what I am when I'm drunk and it only happened once, and it was embarrassing since I started hitting on my father, thinking he was some random guy, and I ended up in the dungeons for the last twenty-four hours, from then I stayed sober. Well, not until now.

NATASHA'S POV

I carefully place her down on her bed as she released a sigh. I looked at the mirror, checking my neck only to see a hickey that was turning purple, I smirked at myself. How the hell did she do that?

"Talia?" She groaned loudly, making me turn to look at her.

"Yeah?" I asked, blushing to what she just called me.

"Is it hot in here?" She asked.

"No, why?" I asked, getting worried every second. She moves around the bed.

"Take off my clothes. It's so hot!" She exclaimed so loudly. I freeze in that moment not believing what I just heard. "Talia? Please?" She pleaded.

She was laying on her back as I kneeled on the mattress, reaching for the zipper of her dress, slowly pulling it dow.

"Faster!" She exclaimed. I pulled it down in a beat, now revealing her corset.

I pulled down the whole of the dress, so now, she was only wearing a pair of pants and a corset. She moves around again, now laying on her back.

"Still hot." She mumbles.

I sat on the other side of the bed, staring at her, completely lost at thought. It was weird. Y/N was acting weird, different even, I knew that she consumed alcohol but is it normal that she's undressing herself right now?

She was pulling the laces of her corset after taking of her pants, now only wearing her laced underwear. After a while she sucessfully took off everything, except her undergarments.

"Lay next to me." She demands, pulling me herself.

I quickly move under the covers with her wrapping herself in my body. She was resting her head on my chest as her arms were on my waist, hugging me tightly.

"I'm cold." She admitted after a while, which made me smile.

"It is." I agreed.

"Wanna make it hot." She asked. I look at her and her eyes were dilated, I furrowed my eyebrows.

"Are you high?" I asked her.

"No. Why would you say that?" She asked back, and I only shook my head in response. "Good."

I didn't even have a chance to breathe when she smashed her lips on mine. She harshly moves on top of me without breaking the kiss. And I again, froze.

So, she took the chance to place my arms around her waist as she cupped my face. She pulled away for a mere second to catch our breath, before kissing me back again, tugging my bottom lips from time to time, giving me all the pleasure that I needed.

"Y/N-"

"Don't talk." She cuts me off in-between kisses.

"Your drunk." I replied, but she continued to unbutton my shirt.

"I know." She breathed.

"We're not doing this without consent." I replied back.

She paused for a minute, looking down at me out of breath.
"From you?" She asked worriedly.

"No, from you." I replied, making her nod.

"You have my consent." She replied almost too quickly, before going back to work.

She pinned me down, locking my arms above my head as she moves down to my throat leaving her marks everywhere. She was in control and I was the little spoon. I never though in my life that I'd be a bottom. She's doing me right now when I should be the doing her right now. But no. She's one hell of a girl.

And that night, everything happened fast.