Date: 2014-03-14 12:05 am (UTC)From: [personal profile] farmboyhawk
farmboyhawk: (Aaron smiling down)
"Aye, Ma'am."

Clint mock-saluted her with a grin and quickly left before she could grab something blunt and heavy to aim at his head.

There wasn't much to do, fortunately. After Angelina had set up power supply, turning on security scanners and satellite control was a matter of minutes. The tech was a bit outdated after more than 5 years, but for the moment it did. Windows and doors were untouched, so for tonight they could definitely rest in peace.

Clint brought two more bottles of water to the bedroom and silently put them on each bedside table, in case Natasha was already asleep. Especially her, not being used much to hot climate, was likely to wake up thirsty later.

She wasn't wearing an awful lot of clothes when he crawled in next to her with just his underwear on, but any kind of activity for the moment was overshadowed by exhaustion, and that feeling seemed to be mutual. Natasha would have to wait a little for her little payback in that airport arcade.

Just for a tender kiss on her shoulder Clint leaned over her before he fall back in the pillows with a deep, satisfied sigh. Home and out of the game... Still felt fucking unreal. But here they were. Sleep already teared on him while he was still pondering about that, a delighted grin on his lips.
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