Chuckling, Clint nuzzled his cheek against these spots he had just been tended to with his lips and glanced down unashamed at the perfect view Natasha was offering him. Not fair, definitely.
The waves steadily played around her curves and tempted him to let one hand wander upwards, two of his knuckles only caressing the underside of her breasts, to make sure everything not meant for stranger's eyes stayed underwater. The feeling of the wet, tight fabric hugging her skin was a foreign and definitely welcome one, demanding for more. Like, for pushing his fingers under it and feel what the rough water did to already tender skin...
He let it be though maybe one small fingertip of that other hand softly caressing Natasha's hip had accidentally slipped under the side string of her panties again. But really, he was behaving quite well for having his hot girlfriend in a bikini in his arms.
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Date: 2014-04-12 05:50 pm (UTC)From:Chuckling, Clint nuzzled his cheek against these spots he had just been tended to with his lips and glanced down unashamed at the perfect view Natasha was offering him. Not fair, definitely.
The waves steadily played around her curves and tempted him to let one hand wander upwards, two of his knuckles only caressing the underside of her breasts, to make sure everything not meant for stranger's eyes stayed underwater. The feeling of the wet, tight fabric hugging her skin was a foreign and definitely welcome one, demanding for more. Like, for pushing his fingers under it and feel what the rough water did to already tender skin...
He let it be though maybe one small fingertip of that other hand softly caressing Natasha's hip had accidentally slipped under the side string of her panties again. But really, he was behaving quite well for having his hot girlfriend in a bikini in his arms.
"Do I score for trying?"