Natasha wasn’t sure if the image was funny or horrifying. With Clint’s body, the only way he could pull off a dress was when he pulled her dress off of her. Arms like those did not go well with a ball gown.
Settling in behind him, Natasha continued to gently massage his shoulders while she watched him play, taking in all his ticks and tells. “I always was good at escaping ghosts,” she said, one hand sliding over to brush lightly at the short hairs at the nape of his neck. He really was good at the game, and she was sure he would have had no problem beating her even if he hadn’t cheated, which meant she would just have to work that much harder to throw him off. He wasn’t falling at all for the first step of her leaving him apprehensive and expecting retaliation. Time to step it up a little.
“You were a very bad boy earlier,” she said, her voice dropping low as her thumbs pressed a little harder into his flesh. “When I get you alone again I may have to punish you.”
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Settling in behind him, Natasha continued to gently massage his shoulders while she watched him play, taking in all his ticks and tells. “I always was good at escaping ghosts,” she said, one hand sliding over to brush lightly at the short hairs at the nape of his neck. He really was good at the game, and she was sure he would have had no problem beating her even if he hadn’t cheated, which meant she would just have to work that much harder to throw him off. He wasn’t falling at all for the first step of her leaving him apprehensive and expecting retaliation. Time to step it up a little.
“You were a very bad boy earlier,” she said, her voice dropping low as her thumbs pressed a little harder into his flesh. “When I get you alone again I may have to punish you.”