as he closed in, nat slid her arms under his to hook around his back and press her cheek into his chest. this man. this protective, gentle, gorgeous man had her heart so full it wanted to explode. “I love you.” she uttered back as she inhaled, taking in his scent that calmed her.

“we aren’t breaking up.” nat quickly responded in a defensive way, that isn’t even a possibility for her. “we do everything we planned too.” nodding down the corridor from where they’d come from. “they might not believe it but they don’t own you. you aren’t breaking any laws by marrying a russian.”

@ofthedominant.bsky.social “mister grey.” the redhead in his office spoke as he entered the office, standing up straight with a careful smile across her features. “I’m natasha rushman, your new assistant.”

“I ᴅᴏɴ’ᴛ ᴍᴀᴋᴇ ʟᴏᴠᴇ﹐ I ғᴜᴄᴋ. ʜᴀʀᴅ.” ——Rᴇᴠᴀᴍᴘɪɴɢ—— Dᴇѕᴄʀɪᴘᴛɪᴠᴇ ᴀѕ ʏᴏᴜ Lɪᴛᴇʀᴀᴛᴇ Mɪʀʀᴏʀ Dᴇѕᴄʀɪᴘᴛɪᴠᴇ Sʜɪᴘѕ ᴡ/ᴄʜᴇᴍ Bɪѕᴇхᴜᴀʟ #NSFW ᴏɴʟʏ ɪɴ ᴅᴍs #Tʀɪɢɢᴇʀѕ #DᴀʀᴋTʜᴇᴍᴇѕ FC﹕ Cʜʀɪѕ Eᴠᴀɴѕ Oᴄ’ѕ ᴡᴇʟᴄᴏᴍᴇ Wʀɪᴛᴇʀ #Gᴏʟᴅ

a sad sort of smile was on her lips as she stepped closer and reached a hand out to squeeze his forearm affectionately. “they tried to plant the seed, see how far in you are.” a sigh of tiredness toward the situation. “further in then they would like, I think.” -

she shook her head too, only a brief shake that said he didn’t need to apologise. “I look, sound and walk like an american until it suits them.” a sigh after she spoke those words, this being something she’d always felt. “they enjoy dancing the fact that I’m a traitorous russian in there eyes.” -

nat was practically strutting down the hallway, heeled boots clicking beneath her that echoed on the glass panels lining the hall. hearing the footsteps recognised as steve’s she paused to meet his eyeline. “I told you this would happen.” -

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all eyes were on steve as he stood and defended natasha. his tall building seeming to tower over the room, he didn’t need to try and be intimidating and he was yet he wasn’t scratching the surface of how protective he can get. ross only stared back at the blonde, not giving much away. -

that foot that had kicked steve earlier pressed into his thigh, looking to reach out subtly. she had feared this from the start. “of course it is.” nat practically spat out as she stared ross down, that man was sat at the top of her ‘to kill’ list now. “isn’t there more pressing matters going on -

“the world found out about the things I’ve done when I released all of shield’s files to bring it all down.” nat said as she continued to look at her hands, she had a feeling she knew what this was actually about. her chin raising where she looked to steve before looking to ross, her jaw tense. -

“what you want and what’s happening aren’t the same thing.” ross commented which had nat grumbling. “he has a point, steve.” tony added in. “wether we like it or not, the whole world has eyes on us. something’s we can’t keep secret.” “so what do you want us to do?” -

it fell right in her hair, she’s trying to fish it out subtly as they’re spoken too. “captain america had a building collapse ontop of him and he died on the table, im sure you are aware the tabloids havent stopped talking about it.” that had nat breaking eye contact with ross and focusing on her-

her jaw tensed as she watched him do it, the silent ‘don’t you dare’ eyes thrown right at him as she kicked him again. he was infuriating. “and then there’s rogers and romanoff.” that caught her attention, head snapping from steve to the hologram of ross. “what about us?” she questioned -

the look on her face said it all, he’ll be paying for this later. picking the ball up from the table where it fell and narrowing her eyes before throwing it back at him.

just another meeting with secretary ross going on at them, nat’s arms folded over her chest as she ‘listens’. did he just- eyes narrowed at him as she presses her foot forward under the table to lightly kick his shin.

𝙄 𝙙𝙤𝙣'𝙩 𝙡𝙞𝙠𝙚 𝙗𝙪𝙡𝙡𝙞𝙚𝙨. . . 𝙙𝙤𝙣'𝙩 𝙘𝙖𝙧𝙚 𝙬𝙝𝙚𝙧𝙚 𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙮’𝙧𝙚 𝙛𝙧𝙤𝙢. ✮ 𝘋𝘢𝘳𝘬 / 𝘔𝘢𝘵𝘶𝘳𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘮𝘦𝘴 ✮ 𝘔𝘰𝘥𝘦𝘳𝘯 / 40𝘴 𝘦𝘳𝘢 ✮ 𝘓𝘪𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘢𝘵𝘦 / 𝘮𝘪𝘳𝘳𝘰𝘳 𝘥𝘦𝘴𝘤𝘳𝘪𝘱𝘵𝘪𝘷𝘦 ✮ 𝘔𝘝 / 𝘔𝘚 ✮ 𝘉𝘪 — 𝘮𝘢𝘭𝘦 𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘯 #MarvelRP

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