Natasha was always in control. As the fierce leader of the Avengers, she was used to being in charge, taking command in every situation. But behind closed doors, her dominance extended into her personal life, especially with you. You were much younger than her, both in age and size, and you weren't an Avenger like the rest of the people you lived around at the compound. But none of that mattered. Natasha was fiercely protective of you, and while she was often firm, she treated you with care—like you were her most prized possession.

It wasn’t unusual for other Avengers to have partners living at the compound, even in dom/sub dynamics, Wanda and her partner was a good example, but yours with Natasha was different. There was a certain softness in how Natasha handled you, even when she was being strict. She was always mindful of your emotions and boundaries, but she loved to tease, especially in public.

Today, the team had gathered in the kitchen, casually chatting and grabbing lunch. You were sitting at the counter, quietly sipping your drink, when Natasha walked in. Her eyes immediately found you, as they always did. She crossed the room with her confident, purposeful stride and placed her hands on your shoulders, giving them a gentle squeeze before sliding one arm around your waist.

“Come here, baby." She whispered softly in your ear, pulling you off the stool and onto her lap. She settled you easily, your much smaller frame fitting perfectly against her. Natasha always made you feel so small and safe in her arms, and while it made you feel comforted, it also heightened your awareness of how she controlled every aspect of your dynamic.

“Are you behaving today?” She asked, her voice a mix of playful condescension and affection. Her tone was gentle, but there was a hint of a smirk tugging at the corners of her lips. She loved teasing you like this, especially in front of the team. You felt your cheeks flush as her warm breath tickled your ear.