Yes Miss Romanoff

33

After the stressful day on Saturday, Nat and I decided to spend the rest of the weekend inside, snuggled down on the sofa or in her bed watching movies.

We watched all of the Scream movies. I wasn't much of a horror movie fan, I think that's why Nat chose them. She knew I'd snuggle into her whenever I got scared and bury my face into her chest at the gnarly bits. Smart.

My reward for watching the horror movies, was her agreeing to watch more Disney, though I could tell she definitely enjoyed it more than she let on.

It was now Monday evening, time for the Halloween party. After watching the last scream movie, Nat's excuse being that it was Halloween, which you know, was fair enough, we decided it'd be a good idea to start to get ready.

"Ok now, tell me what we're going as!" I demanded. She shook her head, smiling smugly. Still?

"No Sweetheart, I left your costume on the bed, go see! I'll change after you."

I practically ran into the bedroom, excitement taking over. My eyes fell onto the garment carefully folded onto the bed.

My eyes widened, it was perfectly made. Ok so I was going as Harley Quinn. I held up the red and black dress, gazing at it in awe. The symmetry, the stitching, the shape, all of it was spot on. I expected nothing less.

I quickly undressed, changing into a matching red lace set of lingerie to match the outfit, not that anyone else would see. Pulling the dress over my head, I then realised just how perfect the dress really was, it fitted me exactly, down to the millimetre.

The only problem was, it was incredibly short, I'd have to make sure not to bend down at all tonight, otherwise I'd flash all of my coworkers.

I pulled on the platform boots Nat had bought to go with it and went out to find her in the living room.

Her jaw dropped when she saw me, she walked over, her eyes tracing every inch of my body. Now that I had the platforms on, we were the same height, making me feel more powerful than I'd like to admit.

"You look amazing Princess!" She breathed, hardly containing her excitement.

"That's because this dress you made is flawless!" I said, making her blush adorably.
"It's a bit short though" I added.

"It's perfect" she smirked, her hand snaking round my body and under my dress, squeezing my ass before skimming past me, heading into the bedroom to change.

I stood there, waiting for her, eager to see her costume.

A few minutes later, she walked out in a skin tight, green catsuit, it's neckline plunging and showing me things that drove my mind wild.

"Harley Quinn and Poison Ivy?" I breathed, finding it hard to focus when all I could think about was ripping the suit off of her.

"Mhmmm. Now let me do your hair." I didn't have a jester hat so I guessed I'd just do pigtails, but that I could do myself.

"It's ok Angel, I can do it, you've already outdone yourself with these costumes!"

"No! I want to do it. You can do mineeee." She bargained.

"Ugh fine" I gave in, leading her to the bedroom and sitting her down at the vanity.

"But you're going first. And I'm doing your makeup too." I stated.

"Fine by me Princess."

I started with her makeup, giving her red eyeshadow and a bold red lipstick to match. Everything about her tonight was spot on. The way the red matched her hair and her green catsuit matched her eyes made her look like a goddess.

I couldn't help but gaze into her sparkling eyes as I lightly brushed the eyeshadow onto the lids. I didn't have to look at her mouth to see that she was smiling, her eyes said it all, they always did.

I handed her the lipstick to apply herself whilst I got started on styling her hair. I curled it in perfect waves down her back, the colour, of course bringing out the emerald in her eyes perfectly like it always did.

Finally, I was done, spinning her around to get a proper look at her. As always, she took my breath away. She smirked, reaching for her perfume and spraying it onto her neck.

I let the intoxicating smell waft around me, the smell that gave me so much desire, yet so much comfort at the same time.

"You like my perfume hmm?" She teased, standing up to face me, her lips millimetres away from mine.

I nodded, unable to form words as I fought the urge to grab her face and kiss her. I didn't want to ruin the makeup.

She leaned into my ear, whispering lowly,
"Does the way I smell turn you on?"

"Nat." I breathed, trying to push her away.

"Don't ruin your makeup."

She sighed, grabbing my waist and pushing me down into the chair. I watched in the mirror as her hands ran over my shoulders, my breathing hitched as she reached further down to brush over my breasts, before trailing back up, reaching into my hair.

"Now, obviously you're not blonde. But it's ok, you look so fucking hot in this dress that no one will care."

She grabbed a brush and began to section my hair in half, her fingers brushing through my hair deliberately so as not to hurt me. She was being so soft and gentle, the feeling of her fingers running through my hair made me want to melt.

I must've been staring at her in a daze because she asked me,
"Hey Princess, are you ok? Did I pull on your hair?"

I giggled at how sweet and caring she was, shaking my head slightly.

"No I was just admiring how perfect you are."

Her cheeks flushed a bright colour of red, almost matching her hair as she beamed down at me.

"Nobody's more perfect than you Sweetheart. If I could just kiss you right now, I would."

I hadn't done my makeup yet, so I turned around. Her hips were in front of my face as she was standing behind me. I leaned forward, placing light kisses just below where her belly button was, then moving them upwards. I kissed my way up to her neck, stopping at her ear and whispering,

"And to answer your question from before, the way you smell does turn me on. It makes me wanna fuck you until you can't breathe, until all you know is the pure feeling of pleasure coursing through your veins." I nibbled her ear lobe, smirking to myself as she struggled to steady her breathing.

She sighed as I sat back down, continuing to pull my hair into two pigtails.

I started my makeup whilst she did my hair, doing pink eyeshadow on one eye and blue on the other. I gave myself a cute pink lipstick as the finishing touch, and of course lots and lots of blush.

Maria was coming to pick us up so that we didn't have to worry about calling a cab if we were drunk.

Nat trailed after me as we went over to the entrance hall, going to grab coats and bags ready for when Maria arrived any second.

Suddenly, I felt two hands on my shoulders, pulling me backwards and slamming me into the wall.

"What the fu..." my breath caught in my throat as my eyes met hers, desperate and hungry.

Really? Now?