MARVEL IMAGINES

NATASHA ROMANOFF || Train

A smirk was plastered onto your face as you bounced on the balls of your feet. Natasha gave you the same look back, but much more still and composed. She waited for you to make the first move. You did. You swung your left arm around, softening it to a tap on the side of Nat's face. She used her forearm to knock your arm away, twisting it behind you. "C'mon, at least make it difficult." Nat murmured into your ear, letting go of you and taking a step back. She held her arms up again, waiting for you to prepare yourself. You took a few deep breaths in, rolling your shoulders. You came towards Nat again, ducking her first punch, you came up and got her in the stomach, make her stumble back slightly. She regained composure almost immediately, continuing to spar with you.

As you ducked again to miss her punch, you knocked her leg out from underneath her. She came tumbling onto you, making the two of you groan. You smacked your head on the training mats, her body landing on top of yours with essentially her full weight. Nat rolled over onto your chest, smiling slightly. "Hey. If you wanted me on top of you, you could have just asked." She said, not moving from her position. A blush crept up to your cheeks as you maintained eye contact with her. Your eyes drifted down to her lips, and back up to her face. She obviously caught on, her connecting your lips softly. She leaned away a little too happily, jumping off your body.
"Bye, Y/N." She laughed, leaving the room.

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WRITTEN BY ELLE