“I know,” Natasha replied, but said no more. It had been more fun showing off, and it had made him laugh, so all in all a good choice, not that she argued when Clint moved to help her with the other boot. Sliding her leg back down, she let it rest over Clint’s hip and returned her arm to around his waist.
“Hmm, well you do have a few months,” she said. “But I know how you love to be thorough...”
Smiling against Clint’s lips when he kissed her in an exploratory, experimental way, Natasha tightened her leg around him slightly. “I think that one might be a little obvious,” she whispered.
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Date: 2014-01-04 09:55 pm (UTC)From:“Hmm, well you do have a few months,” she said. “But I know how you love to be thorough...”
Smiling against Clint’s lips when he kissed her in an exploratory, experimental way, Natasha tightened her leg around him slightly. “I think that one might be a little obvious,” she whispered.