professor romanoff

chapter thirty six

I swung the door to the stair well open almost knocking it off its hinges as i started to run towards Natasha's office. "why are you panting?" Natasha asked as i ran across the court yard, her office building in my sights.

"i'm running" I breathed out quickly checking around to make sure there wasn't anyone lurking trying to catch us. There was no sign of Taylor, or Professor McKay so all clear.

"i'll give you another reason to pant" I almost choked as i literally panted before stopping in front of her door. "how much longer do i need to wait" She whined.

I chuckled immediately knocking on her office door. I heard Natasha gasped before there were shuffling noises. The door swung open and i immediately stepped in closing the door behind me.

We both stood there for a moment our phone call long forgotten as i dropped my bag and phone to the floor and Natasha pocketed her.

"well..." I tilted my head raising my eyebrow.

"well?" Natasha toyed smirking, i just shook my head grabbing her face and pulling her into a heated kiss. Natasha groaned against my lips as her hands fell to my hips.

We blindly walked backwards until Natasha grunted at having met the edge of her desk. "shit, i thought i was the one in control today baby" I ignored Natasha's question as i leaned down to nip at her neck.

"oh fuck..." She moaned, i slid my hands down her front pushing her harder into the desk as i sucked harshly on her shoulder.

"mmm... n-no, i-" Natasha tried speaking but only managed a few incoherent sounds and noises. "b-baby..." I smirked loving how desperate she was, i knew it was because she was expecting to dom but i didn't care.

I slid my hand down further squeezing her ass pulling a throaty moan from Natasha. "o-okay" Natasha succumbed to my advances moving her hands to grip at my biceps as mine worked on untucking her silk shirt.

I slid my hands up under her top feeling the soft skin of her back as i continued peppering kisses across her collarbone.

I was about to pull the fabric off when there was a knock at the door. I groaned pulling away quickly watching as Natasha frantically fixed her clothes tucking her shirt back in.

"i didn't lock the door" I whispered as she patted herself over ensuring she looked presentable. "you look perfect, just calm down okay. answer the door and i'll make it look like we were doing some torturing" Natasha nodded before pecking my cheek and going to see who was at the door.

I grabbed my bag going to sit at the chair in front of Natasha's desk as i pulled out my Russian notebook. I came prepared.

"sorry to disturb you again Professor Romanoff, i think i left my notebook here" At the sound of that menicing voice i cringed, hard. I looked around seeing a notebook on the floor beside the chair i was sat at.

"oh uh Taylor, that's alright let me just-" Natasha started before i cut in with said notebook in hand.

"here, notebook. now bye" I sent her a fake smile as i shoved the notebook into her chest. I took in her outfit real quick feeling disgusted at how she so clearly dressed like a slut to try impress Natasha.

"Y/n?" Taylor asked shocked to see me. "why are you here? struggling in Russian are we?" She tilted her head placing her hand on her hip.

"i'll have you know Miss Y/l/n here is the best student in my freshman class. as a matter of fact she's here for extra work to improve her growing Russian skills even more" Natasha spoke before i could defend myself. I tried desperately not to smirk at her standing up for me but i couldn't help my lips twitching upwards slightly.

"r-right, i guess i'll leave you to it. um see you tomorrow Professor Romanoff" Taylor sent Natasha a flirty smile before turning to me. "Y/n" I just rolled my eyes turning to sit back down as Natasha closed the door.

She waited a moment before locking it and coming back over standing in front of me. She leaned against her desk as i sat with my head bowed looking at my lap.

"Y/n? baby? are you okay?" I hummed not moving as Natasha crouched in front of me.

"did you see what she was wearing? she wanted to impress you so much so she dressed like a literal hooker" I spat leaning back in the chair meeting Natasha's gaze.

"she may have, but guess what? i don't care, i didn't take any notice, you know why?" I shook my head as i pursed my lips. "because she's no where near as attractive as you, you're the only person i want to look at" I scoffed before chuckling at how cheesy she was being.

"hey, it's true" Natasha pouted placing her hands on the arms of the chair as she pushed herself up so her face was right in front of mine. "now... where were we" I licked my lips when i saw her gaze dart down to them before closing the small distance between our faces.

We made out in this position for a little bit before it became uncomfortable. Natasha groaned as she stood back up straightening her back.

"sorry, i just couldn't with that position" I chuckled nodding as i sat forward wrapping my arms around her waist.

Natasha hummed placing her hands in my hair lightly scratching at my scalp. "wait?!" I exclaimed pulling away from Natasha but keeping my hands on her hips.

"did Taylor say she'd see you tomorrow?" I enquire referring to when Taylor had quite literally said those words.

"yeah, she'll be in our Russian lecture" I frowned a little at the idea before Natasha cupped my cheeks crouching down again.

"it's to see if she can stay in my class. i told her no originally when she asked to join" I nodded as Natasha explained. "but she's persistent, and suggested she sit in on one lecture and if she can't 'prove herself' she'll find something else" Natasha continued as her hands moved down to my tights.

"i went through that first worksheet we did and then gave her the test you did monday, so she's not completely on her own. i'm yet to grade it but i don't think she'll be up to the standard of the other students, and of course you" I smiled nodding, i guess that's promising.

"i'm not going to let her continue if she's far behind, it's not fair on you and the others. don't worry sweetheart she won't be staying. if you want i can grade it now for you?" I pursed my lips thinking about it. I would like to know how horribly she did but this is my time with Natasha.

"no, i want you to focus on me. this is my time" I whined gripping her biceps tighter trying to pull her closer. I was wearing a skirt so my legs were pressed together meaning Natasha couldn't get as close as i wanted her.

Natasha gazed down at my closed thighs before she met mine with a smirk. "if you want me closer you're going to have to open your legs baby" She rasped, oh how her voice is sexy.

I slowly spread my legs open allowing Natasha to shuffle closer. She immediately attached her lips to my neck sucking harshly, no doubt forming a bruise.

I groaned as i threaded my fingers in her hair while hers wrapped around my back. "oh Nat..." I breathed out letting my hips instinctively rut against Natasha's abdomen.