Professor Romanoff's Angel

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A/N: this early post is for all those cool cats that are normally asleep or busy when I normally post. And it's a pretty good one, if I do say so myself. Have fun.

Romanoff's POV

Waking up in a cold, empty bed feels so much worse compared to yesterday - when I was wrapped in
Y/N's arms. I look over to my alarm clock, have I slept in?

knock, knock.

I slowly stand up, I'm wearing Y/N's blouse with my underwear.
"Who is it?" I call out,
"It's Y/N."
I unlock the door and pull it open,
"Hey," she says in her amazing morning voice.
"Hey, what's up?"
"Amy's using the shower in the hall so I was wondering if I could use yours." She steps into my room with some of her own shower products,
"Sure." I close the door behind her.
She's got a simple white t-shirt on with some short shorts, barely covering her.

"You always sleep in other people's shirts?" She walks past me, but I see her sneak a look. She walks towards my bathroom door,
"Mind if I join you?" I ask, avoiding her previous question.
"Depends, to fuck me or to wash me?"
"Which ever you'd prefer." I say with a smile, I'm literally living out my fantasy.
She approaches me and puts her hands on my waist, she pulls me towards her.
"Both."

I gently hold her chin as I lean into kiss her. At first, it's just a soft, gentle peck and then another, and another. My hand travels slowly down her spine, I can feel as a shiver travels with it. My hand reaches her ass and our gentle pecks begin turning more intense, more passionate.

Y/N's POV

She pushes me against the bathroom door, our lips intertwined. Her hand moves back and slaps me in the ass, I jolt forward into her and let out a gasp. With our bodies against each other, she pulls away from the kiss, biting my bottom lip.

She opens the door behind me and she pushes into the bathroom, against a cold glass wall separating the shower from the rest of the room. Her bathroom is a lot more luxurious than mine. Hell, I think my entire bathroom could fit in her shower.

She puts her lips to my neck and starts kissing, sucking and biting on my skin gently.
"Wait, Natasha." I run my fingers through her hair, "If you leave any marks, Amy'll know."
She moves her lips lower, to my chest.
"Then I'll leave them where Amy won't see." She husks out, kissing me in all the right places.

My hands hold her neck as she grabs my legs, lifting me up and carrying me into the shower. She places me down on a bench at the far end of the shower. Natasha stands in front of me and sways her body as she unbuttons the blouse slowly. She takes off her underwear and throws them over the glass divider.

As I reach to take my shirt off, she grabs my arms and stops me.
"Let me, darling." She says, can she tell how that makes me feel? I feel my stomach muscles tightening and I have the burning urge to cross my legs. She kneels in front of me and lifts my shirt over my head. Her on her knees... god, that's hot. With her naked body in front of me, I take a moment to appreciate her beauty.

I close my legs together as she disregards my shirt into the bathroom. She puts her hands on my thighs and forces them apart.
"This isn't going to work if you're holding out on me." She grabs my shorts and pulls them off, along with my underwear.

She stands up and walks closer to me, she puts her legs over me and sits down on my lap. She draws circles on the back of my neck, looking into my eyes.
The air between us is hot, but my body is covered in goosebumps nonetheless. She leans close.
"It's good to know that I have the same affect on you that you do on me." As she talks, our lips brush against each other.

She puts her hand on my cheek and so I turn my face into it, her lips move to my ear.
"I want to make you feel good." She whispers,
That makes me shiver, my hands rest on her thighs and squeeze gently.

She moves to the opposite side of my face and to the other ear,
"Will you let me?"
I nod.

She stands up and turns on the shower, she points it over to me and the cold water hits me.
I let out a small gasp and lean against the wall.
"Too cold for you? Let me warm you up."

She moves back over to me with a bar of soap in her hand, she drops back down on her knees in front of me and hands me the soap.
"Make yourself useful and get washed." I start to rub the soap over my body as she grabs my thighs and pulls me closer. Her head moves in between my legs and instantly the pressure builds, her tongue glides up and down slowly while her nails dig into my thighs, leaving marks behind.

I try to focus on washing myself but with every movement of her tongue, it gets harder and harder. I let out a moan, muffled by the running water, and I push my body closer to her, she grips my thighs even tighter. Her mouth wraps around my clit, sucking and teasing it. As her speed increases, my legs close in on her and my moans get louder.

I can feel my body throbbing beneath her, completely under her control. She pushes my legs apart once again, further this time. She holds them in place and I can feel as they tense up. It almost hurts, but the pleasure takes over and the pain doesn't matter to me.

I let go of the soap and my hands hold onto Natasha's hair, pulling her as close to me as I possibly can. Moan after moan escapes my lips, and with each one, Natasha applies more pressure. More than I even thought was possible.
"I'm close, I'm so close." I manage to utter out, she moves back just enough to respond...
"Show don't tell, honey."

She moves back between my legs. I break away from her grasp on my thighs and close my legs on her head, shaking as I throw my head back, overwhelmed with pleasure. She doesn't stop though, she lets me ride it out for as long as possible.

When she moves away from me, she grabs the soap from the shower floor before sitting back down on my lap.
"Would you wash me? I'll get your hair for you."

My breaths are heavy and shaken, she places the soap in my hand but I feel like I can't move. Her fingers start running through my hair as she shampoos it, taking care to be gentle.
"Don't you want me to-"
"I got satisfied just as much as you, Y/N. Don't worry." She interrupts me. "Though, I could've sworn you were supposed to punish me."

"Shut up." I laugh, finally I can focus again and so I start washing her body for her.
"I'm curious, what were you planning?"
"I'm not going to tell you that, I might have to use my ideas later." I respond,
"You're bluffing." She laughs and leans her forehead against mine, making eye contact.
"Maybe I was before... but I'm not now, I've had time to think on it."
"Oh yeah?" She pushes,
"Yeah." She puts her arms on my shoulders and leans into another kiss. Every time we touch, it soothes me.

"Could you get my hair?" She asks, I nod and start washing her hair for her. She leans into me, gently kissing my neck, shoulders and chest. Though, not hard enough to leave marks.

As we get out of the shower, she wraps a towel around me and re-bandages my hand with the same gentle touch as always.
"Go get ready." She says softly.

I turn to walk out of her room, her hand collides with my ass again. I jump ever so slightly and turn back to look at her,
"Watch yourself, Romanoff or we'll see how you like it."
"Do you think that's a threat?" She laughs, wrapping a towel around herself,
"Get out of here, baby."