The way Clint stumbled over his words was rather endearing, and Natasha couldn’t help but smile when she caught him pouting. In many ways he was still a child, but perhaps the same could be said for her when she was with him. She definitely felt freer, that was for certain.
“You got used to us being PG rated?” she asked, not quite certain what he meant. This weekend, at least, had already been everything but. “We can always go back to that, you know.” There was a teasing edge to her voice, though she was curious as to what he was getting at.
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Date: 2013-12-11 02:03 am (UTC)From:“You got used to us being PG rated?” she asked, not quite certain what he meant. This weekend, at least, had already been everything but. “We can always go back to that, you know.” There was a teasing edge to her voice, though she was curious as to what he was getting at.