"Actually I'm pretty sure, there would be plenty of candidates", Clint commented, glaring around a little at one or the other man who threw Natasha interested glances. "I'll just have to try and protect you from all these admirers."
He couldn't keep up the mask of the jealous boyfriend for long. Temptation was much too big to spoil Natasha's body with as much attention as the surroundings allowed. And especially if she was already feeling shaken, the last thing she needed right now was a heavy sunburn.
He pulled her in his arms for a quick kiss on her temple and murmured in her ear that she should lay down and get comfortable before reaching for the bottle of sun lotion in her bag. He grew fond of that particular bikini more and more, since it had her back almost completely free. Of course he made use of that in drawing a little doodle on her skin with the sun cream - and just maybe it looked like an arrow - before he started massaging it into her skin.
He worked methodically, supplying every inch of skin from her neck down, even under the fabric of her little piece of clothing, then down her spine to her sides, gently massaging fingers seeking out every little spot, curve and hollow. When he finally reached the edge of her bikini pants, he couldn't resist leaning down to place a playful kiss right above the sweet round curve of her ass. Just for a moment, his fingertips crept under that tight sun-warmed fabric, of course just to put what was left of the lotion on the sensitive skin there, in case her panties slipped down a little.
Then he was all back to business, giving the backside of her legs the same thorough treatment. He lingered a little longer than necessary on the back of her knees and her soles, because he just loved it when she squirmed a little, but finally he was satisfied with the first part of his work.
"Want to do the rest yourself?", he murmured, his hand softly resting on her leg, just below the juncture of her thigh. "Or you know, I could help you with that too..."
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He couldn't keep up the mask of the jealous boyfriend for long. Temptation was much too big to spoil Natasha's body with as much attention as the surroundings allowed. And especially if she was already feeling shaken, the last thing she needed right now was a heavy sunburn.
He pulled her in his arms for a quick kiss on her temple and murmured in her ear that she should lay down and get comfortable before reaching for the bottle of sun lotion in her bag. He grew fond of that particular bikini more and more, since it had her back almost completely free. Of course he made use of that in drawing a little doodle on her skin with the sun cream - and just maybe it looked like an arrow - before he started massaging it into her skin.
He worked methodically, supplying every inch of skin from her neck down, even under the fabric of her little piece of clothing, then down her spine to her sides, gently massaging fingers seeking out every little spot, curve and hollow. When he finally reached the edge of her bikini pants, he couldn't resist leaning down to place a playful kiss right above the sweet round curve of her ass. Just for a moment, his fingertips crept under that tight sun-warmed fabric, of course just to put what was left of the lotion on the sensitive skin there, in case her panties slipped down a little.
Then he was all back to business, giving the backside of her legs the same thorough treatment. He lingered a little longer than necessary on the back of her knees and her soles, because he just loved it when she squirmed a little, but finally he was satisfied with the first part of his work.
"Want to do the rest yourself?", he murmured, his hand softly resting on her leg, just below the juncture of her thigh. "Or you know, I could help you with that too..."