Natasha romanoff imagines book

Witchcraft and Wizardry P2

Natasha Romanoff : ❤️‍🔥 short smut
Natasha romanoff x G!P
Your name: Edith Nightingale

A/n
The photos on the top aren't mine.

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"Don't ever put you hands on me" the Ravenclaw said carefully.
Natasha grunted with a slight red face, realizing their were close.

As The Nightingale let go, Natasha quickly set her hand between her thighs, hopefully the pain will go away.

"Miss Romanoff, did the spider harm you?" questioned Professor Moody.

Everyone was looking at her, still scared by the spider, but didn't know where her hand was because her green and silver robes are blocking where her single hand was at.

"I-uh-m—I" the Ravenclaw, Edith Nightingale interrupted her knowing she didn't had a good excuse anyways.

"She accidentally hit her hand, because the spider was in the way" she hoped the Professor believes her.

"Miss Nightingale, take her to the hospital wing, I'm gonna risk anymore accidents from before. . . . 10. . . " said Professor Moody as he squinted at everyone "Points to Ravenclaw" that surprised everybody who's Ravenclaw and Slytherin, some Ravenclaws started to whisper 'yes' in the air.

As Edith took Natasha to the hospital wing by the arm, they saw nobody there, but Edith went to a small grabbing a ice pack with the rolled up towel around the ice pack, giving it to Natasha, Edith goes to wash her hands knowing she touched the spider.

Natasha did her business of the pain still hurting.

"Why did you say that to cover me? even when you hate me?" Edith chuckles making Natasha confused even more.

"I never hated you, I just dislikes your actions to others, Romanoff"

"But, your calling me by my last name" Edith rolled her eyes turning around

"Do you want me to called you by your first name then?" The Ravenclaw sat down next to the Slytherin.

"If you don't hate me then, Yeah" Romanoff said with a smirk.

"Any other ways the pain could go away?" She questioned with a evil smirk looking at the Ravenclaw.

Edith had a slight blush, but went with it. She moved closer to the redhead.

"Yes, I do" It was now the Slytherin turn to blush, Edith face was much closer to Natasha.

Their lips slightly touched like in Professor Moody classroom, Edith's head was now tilted, showing her jawline and her hair smoothly moving sideways.

"Do. . . You like it this. . . Way, Natasha?" Edith said, loving how Natasha's face is flushed with redness and sexual desire, eyes with lust. Truth is  Natasha had a crush on her. Surprise?

Edith lips were touching Natasha's lips. They were French kissing, slowly and gently, Edith gripped Natasha's flaming red hair roughly that Natasha didn't mind at all.

"Get on my lap" Natasha was catching her breath while getting her Slytherin robes off.

"What? Aren't you still hurt?" Said Edith

"After French kissing. . . . Nope!" They both scrambled, throwing their clothes on the second bed. Natasha guided Edith on her lap, the sexual excitement rushing through her body.

"Colloportus" Edith did a spell to lock the door with her wand.

Both with no clothing on their bodies, Natasha slowly let her down as her erect was begging for warm walls wrapped around. With a moan from Natasha, she thrusted in a adagio pace with pleasure around her member, Edith legs wrapped around her torso, Natasha hand behind the Ravenclaw's neck and her other spreading her ass cheeks, Natasha's legs on the floor, thrusting up.

"Oooh, Blimey hell" Romanoff exclaims in a loud moan

"Ah-mercy!" Edith yelled, but cut off by the redhead's kissing and groping her breasts, eyes closed, Edith climax coming fruition sooner than her first time.

"I'm close" she started giving Natasha hickeys as the redhead whimper, knowing to be close as well. Edith reached her climax, knowing she's probably not gonna walk, Natasha pulled out jacking off as she reaches her climax with a twitch, c*mming in her palm with a breathing heavily. Grabbing the rug, wiping off her palm and deciding to wash her hands later or until she can catch her breath.

"We gonna ditch classes today aren't we?" Edith said laying in the covers, being comfy and having Natasha lay on her chest.

"Well, uhh today's the last day of our fourth year. . . . Would you on a date with me? If you don't hate me?" Natasha says with a cheeky smirk and confidence in her saying.

"I would love too"