[Marvel x You] Otome Proposition

Sorry, this is a shameful short story, aliased as Natasha's Little Wife.

1.

You are a soft girl, with a pure mind and a little girlish ambiguity, easily shy and speechless.

So when you travel to the ABO world and find out that you are married, you are panicked and overwhelmed.

Just call me Natasha.

She watches you, her voice sweet and husky.A strong aroma of red wine spread out, faintly entwining around you.

You only showed a pair of wet eyes, looking at her with a little anxiety, and the rest of your shy limbs were hidden under the quilt.

Natasha gently took your frightened bird into her arms and slowly comforted you.

The first time you meet, is now.

2.

Speaking of which, you are considered a military marriage.You learned that you and Natasha had a state-arranged marriage.

Natasha is your Alpha.Of course you are a delicate Omega.

You are still an Omega with no physical strength in this life, you don't feel so surprised.

Anyway, before the crossing, you also ran a few steps and your breath became unstable, and you always exhaled through your mouth hard, making your lips red and bloodshot.

The difference is that now you are with Natasha.She is a sexy beauty who always wears tight military uniforms.

But facing you, she always exudes a soft and lingering pheromone with temptation and temptation.

That kind of aggressive breath can't help but make you intoxicated sometimes.

3.

Natasha has distinct, non-glamorous facial features, but her glamorous temperament is easy to make people intimidated.

At first you were a little afraid of Natasha, but slowly, you became fond of her the most.In this strange world, she takes good care of you.

You like the reassuring smell on her body, the soft flan she makes for you, and you like her stroking your collarbone up to your shoulders.

Especially when she planted a lingering kiss on the back of your neck with a little restraint.

You can feel that this big sister likes you very much.

3.

You do not yet have a concrete understanding of the world.

In fact, you haven't realized that A and O are not just physical differences.

Your cognition is still stuck in that you are married to a gentle and mature big sister with big breasts, who smells so drunk that your hands and feet go limp.

Natasha.You always unconsciously call her name with a sweet vibrato, and you pull the hem of her formal suit to act like a baby to her.

Natasha will stop slightly along with your unease, and use her hot fingertips like wet kisses across your face showing weakness towards her.

Her gentle sandy voice laughed at you for being so attached to her.

You buried your head in her smile, blushing.

3.

But, you are not a man.You are in Natasha's arms, listening to her steady and sultry breathing, and you can't help but think so.

It's not your fault.After you gradually got to know each other, Natasha always brought up a strange topic tentatively.

Can we have a baby?

Every time you hear it, you can't help pursing your lips, and your eyes are a little red.

Natasha is going to have a baby with someone else......or adopt a baby that will make Natasha happy in the boring life of the two of you......

She looks at you bowing your head and not responding, always helplessly, with a faint sense of loss, pretending to pass over this topic casually.

You don't realize that you and Natasha are AO's affiliation.

Her soft, husky voice is full of danger as it approaches you.Every time I touched the seductive glands on the back of your neck, my fingers trembled uncontrollably.

She has always endured very hard.

5.

The moment the genital cavity was opened, you couldn't help but tense and shuddered.

You finally understand what it really means to have a baby.

6.

Before doing this kind of sex, Natasha is putting silk pajamas on you.

Suddenly, the pheromones crashed chaotically.

Her undulating mature curves lie on top of you.

Rub your smooth skin.

Natasha's deep kiss.

Water stains are sticky.Breathless.

7.

You are going to be a mother.

You nestle in Natasha's arms, feeling her breath become warmer and softer.Curly red hair rubs against your face, itching.

Actually, you've been meaning to ask Natasha.

What does your pheromone taste like?

You faltered, asked out of embarrassment, and looked at her expectantly.

Natasha smiled and opened her mouth to show you.You see the bite wound in her mouth.

She said she bit it when she first saw you.

8.

When I first saw you, I almost went crazy.

Natasha told you.

The author has something to say: Postscript:

①About the plot:

Because you trust the widow too much.

So there is no plot to unlock her own identity and the hidden identity of the widow sister.

Directly achieve childbirth HE.

②Wrote that the widow sister couldn't help the elementary school students narrating, and Ou Ouxi apologized.

I really, really want to read Natasha’s writing alone, please recommend.