Nothing could’ve prepared Steve for the sight of Natasha.
Dancing for him, she was a vision of scarlet glory.
Her auburn hair was tied up in a bun by a lace, showing off her gorgeous face and the creamy flesh of her neck. A tight-fitting velvet corset was laced over her floating silk dress, emphasizing her tiny waist and ample cleavage. Her well-toned legs were exposed through a deep slit up to the thigh, which parted whenever she twirled them around, up and down, in perfect synchrony with the piano tunes. All in bloody red, except for pearl satin ballet shoes.
Performing on pointe, she was the epitome of everything delicate and feminine.
This is an outstanding Romanogers story!!! It is a tremendous depiction of the heights of the endearing love between Steve and Natasha and the depths of their heated passion! Exceptionally well written, beautifully poetic and absolutely thrilling!
Thank you, all! xoxo Mari