Yes Miss Romanoff

32

The next morning, I woke up a bit before Nat, changing into my outfit. I'll admit, I struggled a lot to pull the leather pants on, practically having to jump to pull them up.

Once they were on, the looked pretty good, it was just impractical to have to heave them on and off.

After getting dressed, I went into the kitchen to make us breakfast. Just some bagels since we didn't have too much time.

As I was going to put the cheese back in the fridge, my arm nudged the butter and the tub fell onto the floor, splatting butter all over the ground.

Ugh

I bent down and started to clean up the mess. It wasn't too bad.

"Now that's a sight." I heard a deep voice from behind me.

I rolled my eyes, wiping up the last of the butter from the floor. I heard footsteps behind me, and then felt two hands wrap around my hips, pulling my ass backwards to meet her hips.

"I knew you'd look good in these." She hummed, tracing circles over my hipbone through the leather fabric.

"Yeah we'll I just wish they felt as good as they look." I huffed, leaning forward away from her slightly to grab the lid to the butter.

Her hands forcefully pulled my hips back to meet hers again, lightly grinding against my ass.

"I didn't say you could move away Princess." She husked in my ear, leaning over me.

My breath hitched in my throat at the feeling of her pressed against my back.

"Come on Natasha, we have to get to work." I said, reluctantly pushing her off of me and tidying away all of the messy bits.

"Natasha? What did I do to deserve that name?" She pouted.

I sighed, rolling my eyes. Sometimes she'd just annoy me a little like that. She gave up arguing, taking the two bagels and her bag, and going to the door to put her shoes on.

I turned around to follow her, seeing her for the first time this morning. She looked phenomenal, as always. The dress suited her so well and something about her wearing heels just turned me on for some reason.

She drove us in her car of course.

"So I forgot to tell you but on Monday there's a Halloween party at work. Attendance is optional but of course everyone is going." She said, breaking the silence.

"Ok cool. Are we dressing up?"

"I've made us outfits already Princess." She smiled proudly.

"Oooo what are we going as?" I asked excitedly. How special, she'd taken the time to make us couples costumes by herself. Adorable.

"Wait and see." She smirked, her eyes shinning in the morning light.

***

The showcase started pretty much straight away as we got there as there were a lot of presentations to go through.

I watched in awe of all the high end professionals around me, taking in every word they said and admiring the stunning garments they were displaying.

As it got closer and closer to our presentation, I started to get really nervous. My leg started bouncing up and down uncontrollably, refusing to stop. My breathing got heaving and the room suddenly seemed a lot smaller. Even though I was pretty confident, speaking in front of so many people terrified me.

I felt a warm hand slide onto my leg, resting there softly and rubbing small circles onto my thigh. Not in a sexual way, but in a soothing way.