Only two simple sentences and a change of tone and he was already reacting. Much like he had done to her, she knew exactly what buttons to push, knew how that timbre in her voice drove him wild, and while it wasn’t enough to end his turn so soon, it had definite affected his game.

She smirked.

“Try?” Natasha scoffed, her thumbs digging into his shoulders before she let of the pressure and slid one hand up along his neck incredibly gently. “You should know by now that I don’t try,” she said, leaning down a little so that her breath played over the back of his neck. “I succeed.”

With that she dragged one nail over the hickey on his neck.