"Just enjoying the view", Clint claimed, grinning widely, full teeth and everything.
The mood was shifting and he didn't mind at all, preferred it in fact to things becoming too melancholic. It was so much more interesting, running his fingertips all over the soft, smooth skin of her foot, on a half-hearted hunt for at least the smallest ticklish point. When he couldn't find any, his touch shifted to a more tender nature, palm and fingertips gently working all these sensitive points he had gotten to know over the weekend, the ones had had her sigh and purr.
"Trying to keep me on distance, red?", he asked in a deliberate low voice, muscles right there where she had her foot placed contracting and releasing enough for her to feel.
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The mood was shifting and he didn't mind at all, preferred it in fact to things becoming too melancholic. It was so much more interesting, running his fingertips all over the soft, smooth skin of her foot, on a half-hearted hunt for at least the smallest ticklish point. When he couldn't find any, his touch shifted to a more tender nature, palm and fingertips gently working all these sensitive points he had gotten to know over the weekend, the ones had had her sigh and purr.
"Trying to keep me on distance, red?", he asked in a deliberate low voice, muscles right there where she had her foot placed contracting and releasing enough for her to feel.