"Because I'm a lazy shit and suck at making pizza."
The soft shivers on Natasha's shoulders betrayed her half-hearted protests so Clint ignored them, keeping up his little kisses and bites until she was done with the work and he could wrap his arms around her, pulling her back against him.
"Don't worry. Won't let you get cold", he murmured into her ear.
He honestly meant to just tease her a little, but feeling her body pressed against his like that, could never leave him completely unaffected. Especially now that he paid a little closer attention than before and felt confirmed what his eyes had caught in the morning, that she indeed felt a little softer and fuller in one or the other spot. And he certainly didn't mind... At least once he had to allow his hand to wander upwards, fingertips teasing he undersides of her breasts before he softly cupped one of them, squeezing gently.
Maybe he wasn't doing such a good job with that warming up, because he could swear, her nipples peaked out playfully through the fabric of her clothes... Worried partner that he was, of course he couldn't let that happen and carefully maneuvered her away from the fridge. Just enough to close it before he spun her around his arms and lifted her onto the counter easily to lean in for a passionate kiss.
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Date: 2014-04-06 06:08 pm (UTC)From:The soft shivers on Natasha's shoulders betrayed her half-hearted protests so Clint ignored them, keeping up his little kisses and bites until she was done with the work and he could wrap his arms around her, pulling her back against him.
"Don't worry. Won't let you get cold", he murmured into her ear.
He honestly meant to just tease her a little, but feeling her body pressed against his like that, could never leave him completely unaffected. Especially now that he paid a little closer attention than before and felt confirmed what his eyes had caught in the morning, that she indeed felt a little softer and fuller in one or the other spot. And he certainly didn't mind... At least once he had to allow his hand to wander upwards, fingertips teasing he undersides of her breasts before he softly cupped one of them, squeezing gently.
Maybe he wasn't doing such a good job with that warming up, because he could swear, her nipples peaked out playfully through the fabric of her clothes... Worried partner that he was, of course he couldn't let that happen and carefully maneuvered her away from the fridge. Just enough to close it before he spun her around his arms and lifted her onto the counter easily to lean in for a passionate kiss.
"Sorry... Had to do that before we go."