Multifandom Imagines And One-Shots

Natasha Romanoff: Ms. Romanoff pt3

Word Count: 1835

Days had passed since Y/n's incident with Natasha. James had already left for his grandparent's house. This set an anxiety off in Y/n's brain.

Would she really be going to that house alone? The only people there would be herself and Natasha. There was no question of what would happen if it was just the two of them.

Y/n already knew she wouldn't be able to fight it. She could pretend as much as she wanted to, but Y/n really wanted Natasha.

She wanted to feel the other woman's hands on her, she wanted to taste her, and she knew Natasha wanted the same.

Y/n didn't even notice that she had made her mind, until she was parked outside of her best friend's house.

She sat in the car for who knows how long. When she got the courage to get out, each step felt weighted. This was really happening.

She froze at the door, not knocking or ringing the doorbell. It wasn't too late to turn around and run away. It felt wrong to be there, but she wanted this.

Y/n wanted Natasha.

So after maybe five minutes of standing on the porch, Y/n finally rang the doorbell.

When she opened the door, your eyes went straight to her body. She was wearing a loosely tied silk robe. It accentuated her breast, making Y/n's eyes linger a bit before reaching hers.

" Come in," she stepped aside and the college girl entered the house.

When she turned back around to look at Natasha, the woman was already looking at her," You came."

" I'm already feeling guilty about it," Y/n's eyes darted to the floor.

" We haven't done anything," Natasha pointed out.

" Being in this room with you, is already crossing a line," Y/n rebutted.

" Why?"

The girl took a cautious step towards Natasha. Her hand played with the belt on the blue silk robe. She pulled it until the robe fell open.

Natasha had on a lace navy bra and panty set that matched the robe. Y/n's eyes were intrigued by the woman's physique. Without her own permission, Y/n's hand slid down Natasha's abdomen.

Then she realized what was doing and took a step back," It's wrong, Ms.Romanoff. If James ever found out, I'd lose my best friend."

" He won't find out," she takes a step forward and Y/n takes one back. That continues until Y/n finds herself trapped. Natasha's robe is fully discarded as she closes in on Y/n.

" How can you be sure?"

Natasha takes a deep breath," Because, a mother knows her child."

" I can't do this," Y/n says to herself.

Natasha takes Y/n's hand, the younger girl doesn't break the hold as Natasha leads her upstairs. Y/n can't take her eyes off of Natasha's perfect ass.

When Natasha lets go of Y/n's hands, it's only to push her down onto a chair in the older girl's room.

Y/n stays put as Natasha stalks to her bed," The other day you called me."

" It was a mis-"

" With your legs spread, something like this," Natasha opens her legs as she sits on the bed," I imagined you flat on your back, phone resting by your head, with one hand here, and the other by your head."

She acts it out for Y/n. The girl can feel herself getting aroused. Her throat was dry at the image in front of her.

" Except these weren't in the way, were they?" She plays with her panties, teasing Y/n.