"Only getting there? Guess I'll have to try harder then." Clint leaned his head back, a content groan on his lips when her hand tightened its grasp. He always enjoyed it when she was getting a little rough, it only added to that maddening pressure in his pant, demanding for attention.
He ignored that call as good as possible, running his fingers through Natasha's hair instead, softly, nearly idly, while his other hand stayed still against her body. For now it was just his palm continuing to rub lazy circles around her most sensitive spot, his fingertips nudging her entrance while he watched her for a few precious seconds, drowning in the sight of her lust.
He waited for her just long enough to catch her breath and grind against him... Then he caught just this little hardened bud between the fingertips of his thumb and middle finger, stilling his partner's movements, while the calloused tip of his index finger started rubbing the exposed flesh.
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Date: 2013-08-20 11:00 pm (UTC)From:Clint leaned his head back, a content groan on his lips when her hand tightened its grasp. He always enjoyed it when she was getting a little rough, it only added to that maddening pressure in his pant, demanding for attention.
He ignored that call as good as possible, running his fingers through Natasha's hair instead, softly, nearly idly, while his other hand stayed still against her body. For now it was just his palm continuing to rub lazy circles around her most sensitive spot, his fingertips nudging her entrance while he watched her for a few precious seconds, drowning in the sight of her lust.
He waited for her just long enough to catch her breath and grind against him... Then he caught just this little hardened bud between the fingertips of his thumb and middle finger, stilling his partner's movements, while the calloused tip of his index finger started rubbing the exposed flesh.