Chuckling when Clint stepped away, Natasha threaded the belt through the remaining loops and cinched the pants tighter, adjusting them on her hips. “Well, I would hate to make anyone jealous. Might be best to cover up.”
Gathering her hair up off her neck, Natasha tried to smooth the top down into something at least halfway presentable. Her breath hitched the slightest bit when he placed the scarf over her eyes, but she smiled when he wrapped it around her neck. Securing the elastic in her hair, she turned to face him, resting her hands on his shoulders.
“Hardly,” she said, giving him one last quick kiss before stepping away, not daring to linger. In all honesty there was something very alluring about her current getup, even despite the messy hair. “We should probably get going. The sooner we can go, the sooner we can get back.”
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Date: 2013-12-14 04:28 pm (UTC)From:Gathering her hair up off her neck, Natasha tried to smooth the top down into something at least halfway presentable. Her breath hitched the slightest bit when he placed the scarf over her eyes, but she smiled when he wrapped it around her neck. Securing the elastic in her hair, she turned to face him, resting her hands on his shoulders.
“Hardly,” she said, giving him one last quick kiss before stepping away, not daring to linger. In all honesty there was something very alluring about her current getup, even despite the messy hair. “We should probably get going. The sooner we can go, the sooner we can get back.”