As much as she wanted to keep him pressed hard against her she allowed him the space to move his hand between them. Shifting her feet she stepped them apart to give him better access because fuck making him work for it, that would only end up torturing her in the end.
“You could say that,” Natashs breathed, her eyes rolling back as she closed them. Relishing in the feel of his lips on her neck she threaded her fingers through his hair and held him there with a gentle pressure.
When Clint slipped his hand inside of her jeans she bucked involuntarily against it. She could actually feel him moan against her her skin and she bit her lips to hold hers back. “Now who is the tease,” she muttered breathily as he lightly ran his fingers over her. “You’ll have to do better than that.” It was a challenge she may or may not regret issuing.
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Date: 2013-08-20 12:08 am (UTC)From:“You could say that,” Natashs breathed, her eyes rolling back as she closed them. Relishing in the feel of his lips on her neck she threaded her fingers through his hair and held him there with a gentle pressure.
When Clint slipped his hand inside of her jeans she bucked involuntarily against it. She could actually feel him moan against her her skin and she bit her lips to hold hers back. “Now who is the tease,” she muttered breathily as he lightly ran his fingers over her. “You’ll have to do better than that.” It was a challenge she may or may not regret issuing.