Clint tried to hide the small flush of pride in his cheeks in turning his head away even more, which made Natasha's new administrations on her neck even better. He let his muscles play against her teeth, provoking her, hisses of pleasure on his lips when the sensitive skin stretched and rebelled against her mouth, just to draw out the perfect mixture of lust and pain. Where her nails had been, his skin burned and pulsated slightly, a sensation that spread out all the way to his groin and left him press against her even tighter.
Now that she was moving with him, his hand on her ass held her more gentle. Just enough room for her to answer the steady, slow rolling of his hips.
Her lust was not only coating his slowly working fingers but flavored the air with her very own sweet musky scent. And they were still wearing their clothes... It had something strangely naughty and forbidden, and as much as he loved to feel her soft skin against his, right now this was just perfect.
Her muscles answered his circling pressure, more and more, and he tried to focus on these small tremors, use that point to rub his throbbing hard cock right against her clit as if there wasn't any fabric between them at all.
"Feels so good", he murmured between his low moans. "Love how wet you're getting for me..."
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Date: 2014-01-17 10:04 am (UTC)From:Clint tried to hide the small flush of pride in his cheeks in turning his head away even more, which made Natasha's new administrations on her neck even better. He let his muscles play against her teeth, provoking her, hisses of pleasure on his lips when the sensitive skin stretched and rebelled against her mouth, just to draw out the perfect mixture of lust and pain. Where her nails had been, his skin burned and pulsated slightly, a sensation that spread out all the way to his groin and left him press against her even tighter.
Now that she was moving with him, his hand on her ass held her more gentle. Just enough room for her to answer the steady, slow rolling of his hips.
Her lust was not only coating his slowly working fingers but flavored the air with her very own sweet musky scent. And they were still wearing their clothes... It had something strangely naughty and forbidden, and as much as he loved to feel her soft skin against his, right now this was just perfect.
Her muscles answered his circling pressure, more and more, and he tried to focus on these small tremors, use that point to rub his throbbing hard cock right against her clit as if there wasn't any fabric between them at all.
"Feels so good", he murmured between his low moans. "Love how wet you're getting for me..."