Natasha was pleased with this plan. Technology certainly made things easier, but it didn’t always make things better, and she was glad that they wouldn’t have to connect to anything any time soon. It wouldn’t be long before she was expected to send a status update to Fury, but she preferred to stay completely undetected until then, to live in this fantasy world just a little longer.
“Oh yes, it was very touchy business asking for someone’s name. Years of training, and I will be using it to call and operator and get the right number and address,” she replied in a completely monotone voice, purely teasing of course. A moment later she found herself in Clint’s arms and she gave herself over willingly to the sudden passion. It didn’t last long, but when he broke the kiss she was already feeling breathless. His words made her smile softly, her fingertips tracing gentle circles on the back of his neck. “She’s just being protective. It’s sweet,” she said. It was nice to know that there were others out there that cared for Clint and wanted to make certain that he was happy.
Reluctantly letting him go, she was surveying the table to see if they were missing anything when his last comment reached her. Turning back around to face him, she raised both eyebrows in his direction. “If that is your idea of a proposal, Barton, then it definitely needs some work,” she shot back, managing to perfectly conceal her amusement.
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Date: 2014-05-09 07:46 pm (UTC)From:“Oh yes, it was very touchy business asking for someone’s name. Years of training, and I will be using it to call and operator and get the right number and address,” she replied in a completely monotone voice, purely teasing of course. A moment later she found herself in Clint’s arms and she gave herself over willingly to the sudden passion. It didn’t last long, but when he broke the kiss she was already feeling breathless. His words made her smile softly, her fingertips tracing gentle circles on the back of his neck. “She’s just being protective. It’s sweet,” she said. It was nice to know that there were others out there that cared for Clint and wanted to make certain that he was happy.
Reluctantly letting him go, she was surveying the table to see if they were missing anything when his last comment reached her. Turning back around to face him, she raised both eyebrows in his direction. “If that is your idea of a proposal, Barton, then it definitely needs some work,” she shot back, managing to perfectly conceal her amusement.