Caught
“Why are you such a tease?” Natasha groaned as you pecked her lips lightly, pulling away before she could get what she wanted.
“I thought you didn’t like PDA” you said, a flirty tone to your voice but an entirely innocent look on you face as you went to walk past her to the training room.
But you didn’t make it that far she grabbed your wrist and pulled you back, “There’s no one here” she said as she gently pushed you against the lockers behind you. Her arms snaked around your neck, pulling you closer. Your lips connected and you closed your eyes, her doing the same, you moved your lips against hers. You moved from her lips, trailing kisses down her jaw. You heard Natasha’s breath hitch as you reached the sweet spot on her neck. As you made your mark, Natasha’s hand reached up your training shirt. Before she got what she wanted, the two of you were interrupted.
“Can you two please get a room?” Maria’s voice rang out from the door of the changing room.
Natasha, looked at Maria and said “Maybe we will” as she grabbed your hand and lead you upstairs.