Natasha kept one arm loosely around Clint’s waist and only smiled softly at the occasional kisses and touches. She was comfortable like this, comfortable with him, and the fact that they would wile away their time together silently, unmoving, just enjoying the presence and comfort that each other provided spoke volumes. She had never had this before, had never wanted it, but now she didn’t want to live without it.
When Clint slowly removed the scarf and commented on his handiwork, Natasha tilted her head back so she could look at him, her eyebrows raised and a faint smirk on her lips.
“I could use make-up if I really wanted to hide them,” she said. She knew quite well how to hide any unfavourable marks from prying eyes, all part of her old training. “Or you could just start leaving them places nobody else will see...”
The boots were getting rather uncomfortable, but she didn’t want to move to take them off. Fortunately she was more than sufficiently flexible. Bringing one leg up and stretching it straight past Clint’s shoulder, she was able to reach behind his head to undo the zipper and remove the boot, tossing it unceremoniously over the back of the sofa.
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Date: 2014-01-04 07:44 pm (UTC)From:When Clint slowly removed the scarf and commented on his handiwork, Natasha tilted her head back so she could look at him, her eyebrows raised and a faint smirk on her lips.
“I could use make-up if I really wanted to hide them,” she said. She knew quite well how to hide any unfavourable marks from prying eyes, all part of her old training. “Or you could just start leaving them places nobody else will see...”
The boots were getting rather uncomfortable, but she didn’t want to move to take them off. Fortunately she was more than sufficiently flexible. Bringing one leg up and stretching it straight past Clint’s shoulder, she was able to reach behind his head to undo the zipper and remove the boot, tossing it unceremoniously over the back of the sofa.