Enough dressing up for today, she just wants to be comfortable.

tight, wet, needy perfect excuse for being filled

Her fingers lingered on the buttons for a moment, as the sheer brown fabric slipped open to reveal the curve of her breasts beneath. Her eyes were dark and teasing. “It’s not like you haven’t seen it already.” She murmured, her voice low, carrying challenge and invitation.

she can be very submissive, sometimes

though she always loves having someone to play with

A low, teasing hum escaped her lips as she arched into his touch. “Good… Because I don’t plan on hiding them anytime soon”

"You, more than anyone, knows about it..."

"Wanna let her play with him sometime?"

Yelena sat beside Bucky, tablet in hand, the glow lighting her face as her fingers moved swiftly across the screen. “You could help getting more information instead of just supervising me.”

/ i believe i have the right to deny writing some storylines and interactions correct me if i'm wrong cause some people seem to not understand that

Don't spread, she has a reputation to keep.

She's willing to pay, whatever it takes.

She stands just a couple inches away.

Her lips curved as she watched Kate close the distance, eyes heavy with that hungry kind of awe that always made something coil deep inside her. She let the fabric slip further from her shoulders until it dangled loose at her elbows. “Maybe I like the way you get lost.”

Her breath hitched at his touch, his hands moved over her, teasing, claiming. She tilted her head back slightly, letting out a soft sigh that carried a delight. She arched subtly into his touch, letting him feel of her response. “Ugh... You just like seeing me like this.”

“Is your job just to watch me work?” She asked, raising an eyebrow in mock irritation.

Yelena let out a low hum against Kate’s lips, her thighs tightening around Kate’s hips as she leaned back on the counter. Fingers traced lazily up her shoulders, nails grazing just enough to tease.

It's hot in here.

She pressed her body against Kate's, a soft moan escaping her lips. Her hands slid into dark hair, pulling her closer, deepening the kiss with a hungry need.

Yelena glanced over at Kate, her lips curling as she slipped out of her jacket, letting it fall carelessly to the floor. "Leave?" She murmured, stepping closer, her gaze holding Kate's. "I mean, if you're worried about me, maybe you should stay a bit longer... Help me relax."