Natasha gave no thoughts to food or packing or anything else at the moment. They still had all evening, and early morning if they needed it, but they were both accustomed to packing quick and light so she had no doubts Clint would be done in ten minutes flat.
His tremulous plea made her shiver and she dragged her nails down his chest, not enough to break the skin but enough to dig in, to leave faint red marks in their wake. She couldn’t resist raising her lips back to his neck when he offered it up so irresistibly. So much for trying to hide any further marks. Sure, she could try and control herself, but knowing how much he was enjoying it made her want to give him more.
Even though he held her against him Natasha joined in with the rhythm, rolling her hips and clenching around him, moaning against his neck as her breaths became shorter, more rapid. “You’re so fucking good at that,” she whispered, somehow managing to string the words together.
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Date: 2014-01-13 09:57 pm (UTC)From:His tremulous plea made her shiver and she dragged her nails down his chest, not enough to break the skin but enough to dig in, to leave faint red marks in their wake. She couldn’t resist raising her lips back to his neck when he offered it up so irresistibly. So much for trying to hide any further marks. Sure, she could try and control herself, but knowing how much he was enjoying it made her want to give him more.
Even though he held her against him Natasha joined in with the rhythm, rolling her hips and clenching around him, moaning against his neck as her breaths became shorter, more rapid. “You’re so fucking good at that,” she whispered, somehow managing to string the words together.