Professor Romanoff's Angel

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Y/N's POV

Today was a long day. My hand stills hurts, I clearly irritated it earlier. My hand really cannot get a break, paired with the fact that it hurts to walk.
Thank you, Natasha.

Me and Amy meet Natasha out in the parking lot.
"Amy, are you going to drink with us?" Natasha asks,
"Wait, you guys were serious about that?"
"Oh, I definitely need it." I say, "But you don't have to."

We get into the back of Natasha's car, buckle ourselves in and she starts driving.
"What do you normally drink, Y/N?"
"Oh, anything really. I haven't found my preference yet."

Amy leans over to me and whispers,
"You're gonna drink on a Thursday? Our teacher is going to drink on a school night?"
"I promise I won't have too many, just one or two. I'll be fine." I respond, at the same volume.
"Good, I need you sober. Nothing seems to be going well lately."
She holds out her pinky for a pinky promise, I smile and I hold her pinky with mine.

Well, I've been locked in by the power of my pinky finger. There's no going back now. Only one or two.

Romanoff's POV

We make it back to my house, Yelena's not here, so she's either in her room asleep or out on a walk.

I go to the fridge and grab two bottles of beer, I slide one to Y/N and I open one for myself.
"I'm just gonna relax, I'll see you guys in a bit". Amy says, she looks at Y/N and nods, Y/N nods back.
When she closes the door,
"What was that about?"
"Oh, I promised her I'd only have one or two drinks." She says and sits down at the kitchen island, I sit at the opposite side and we clink our bottles.

"What did you say to Jayden?" She asks after taking a drink.
"Nothing." I nervously tap the side of my glass. If I tell her what I really said, she'd probably think I was a psycho.
"Oh, come on. I told him that I'd knock his teeth out in front of you and you're still into me, I have no right to judge." She reaches out and holds my hand.
"Fine... I told him that I'd kill him."
Y/N laughs,
"You'd kill for me? How sweet." She takes another swig,
"Hey, all I did was say that I'd kill him, you were the one that actually hit the guy... just because he pushed me, now that's sweet."

We both laugh and I take another drink,
"I didn't even realise I had done it, it was like I blinked and he was on the floor."
"Blind rage, huh? You must love me." I joke, she smiles and holds my hand tighter.
"I think I do."

"What?" I look up, I can't tell if she's joking. Would she joke about this?
"I love you." She says again, hearing those words, it sends me into overdrive.
"I love you." I say back to her, she just smiles.

She leans over the counter and kisses me gently, holding the side of my face.
As she pulls away, I lean into her and I force myself as far forward as I can. I don't want her to stop.

The way she makes me feel. I don't know how long I'll be able to enjoy this feeling and so every moment that I can... it's like heaven.

"What about your sister and Amy?" She asks, our lips still touching.
"The risk is part of the fun, right?"
We both clink our bottles together and down all that's in the bottle.
I move away from the counter and hold her, she gets off the stool and our lips lock again.
I can feel myself getting wetter. I can feel my body heating up. She's irresistible.

I push her onto the couch and lie down next to her, there's a blanket at the bottom of the couch that I kick away, who needs it?
I pull at her shirt, desperate for it to come off. She lifts her arms up and I pull it over her head, she pulls at mine and so I take it off for her.
"Red lace, huh?" She pulls at my bra gently. "Did you wear these for me?" She kisses me again, with her tongue this time.
"Everything I wear is for you." I state as she pulls my bra off, kissing at my jawline and neck.

She looks down at my naked chest, and then back up to me. I nod and she starts squeezing, kissing and sucking on my nipples. A gentle moan slips out, already. She smiles and carries on. My hand glides down her body as I admire her.

I slip my hand into her underwear, teasing her with my cold fingertips. She's already wet for me. I can't wait to taste her again.

Her lips meet back up with mine. Rough, passion-filled kisses. Though every so often, I manage to tease a moan out of her. Every time she moans, it turns me on even more. She's everything I want, everything I need.

Her chest presses against mine, she still has her bra on but I can feel her heavy heartbeat, her kisses move up my jawline until she makes it to my ear.
"I'm going to show you how much I love you." She speaks in a low, sultry tone. I force my lips back on hers, desperate for her touch.

I put my fingers just barely inside of her. I want to hear her beg me, I want her to scream my name. She moans again, in my ear this time, and she tries to push her hips forward so that my fingers go deeper.
"Not yet, darling." I tease her. I can tell that she wants to take control, she wants to make me feel good and she will soon, when I let her.

I glance up slightly, spotting a silhouette walking down the hall towards us. My fingers move away from her and I push my body against hers so that my naked chest isn't visible.
"Y/N, wait." I manage to stutter out, the figure comes into view... it's Amy.

Y/N looks over her shoulder and quickly pulls the blanket up over us both before turning around.

Y/N's POV

"Oh, fuck me!" I exclaim, seeing Amy standing there with an open mouth.
"Looks like Romanoff already did." Amy remarks with a laugh. "I'm sorry I interrupted you."
She smiles and walks back to her room. I turn to look at Natasha again, she looks terrified...understandably.

Please don't be upset, please don't be upset, please don't be upset.