professor romanoff

chapter seventy

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week seven

"well done everyone, thank you" Natasha spoke as the students filed out handing me their exams as they did.

Once i had collected them all and all the students were gone i went up to Natasha's desk placing the exams down.

"hey, i wanna apologise for like the hundredth time. i've been a bitch to you lately and you do not deserve that at all. the way i spoke to you thursday was atrocious, i am genuinely so sorry" Natasha spoke seriously as we both leaned against her desk.

"it's fine" Natasha immediately shook her head denying that it was at all okay.

"i'm a grown ass woman Y/n, who had a tantrum that is not on. stop being so god damn understanding" Natasha rasped with a grunt. "also you were amazing this weekend, i didn't see your girlfriend there though" I groaned at the mention of Chloe.

I really didn't want to talk about her, especially with Natasha. "not a very good girlfriend not showing up to your practice, don't you think?" She just apologised for being rude to me and here she is again with the condescending tone.

"don't" I simply stated causing Natasha to tilt her head in confusion.

"what? touchy subject? trouble in paradise?" Natasha enquired crossing her arms.

"stop it. i don't want to talk about her" I spoke sternly as i looked away. Natasha stepped forward so she was stood in front of me.

"why not?" I huffed meeting her intense gaze that never wavered.

"because it's over" Natasha gasped putting a hand on her chest. "oh stop it, don't act like you care. you've hated Chloe since the beginning" Natasha shrugged whilst also nodding, mixed signals much.

"she was a bitch who tried exposing us and obviously i don't like her she's touched you" Natasha growled, there it was again, that possessiveness. "but i know i shouldn't have said those things i truely am-"

"stop" I cut Natasha off causing her to furrow her eyebrows at me. Clearly confused why i wont let her apologise, again.

"say it again" I demanded with completely no context what so ever.

"say what? i'm sorry? i was tryin-"

"ugh no. what you said on thursday. say it again" Natasha still seemed confused. "that i'm yours" I elaborated further causing Natasha to gasp before smirking.

I groaned rolling my eyes before looking away. Natasha didn't like this, her hand flew up grabbing my throat firmly. I gasped as she forced me to look into her eyes.

"you're mine" Natasha growled pulling my face closer to hers.

"again" I demanded, Natasha's smirk grew as she looked down at my parted lips.

"you are mine" Natasha purred slowly, my breathing had now quicken. One from the tight grip Natasha had on my throat and two with how hot this woman is.

"a-again" I croaked, Natasha pulled my face even closer, our lips inches away, our heavy breaths mixing, fanning the others face.

"you. are. mine. your sexy body. your gorgeous face. those perfectly plump lips. you belong to me. every inch of you, your phenomenal ass, your pretty little pussy, your perfect tits. i swear baby, i'll worship the ground you walk on. you're my baby, all mine" I sighed at Natasha's words closing my eyes.