"Your invitation. Living to fulfill all your wishes, remember?"
Before they could start another round of teasing, Clint gave in to his most urgent desire right now and pulled Natasha close, with his hand gently buried in her hair. Her touch had him sigh against her lips, his arm slipping around her waist to press her against him. The last of tomato and spice was on her tongue, her hair was stiff from salt and sand, and touching her had never felt better.
He took his time exploring her lips with his, dragging his lower lip over hers tenderly, teasing her soft skin with the stubble on his chin before his tongue slipped back in her mouth, thoroughly marking every possible spot as his very own territory.
"Better."
He pulled back just a little but kept her lower lip playfully between his teeth, looking up to meet her gaze. God, she was beautiful. The sun had left just the faintest shadow of color on her cheeks, and he would never ever get tired of seeing her so relaxed, so free from all the heaviness that usually dictated their life. She was very young, very innocent looking this evening. He felt a little like eating her alive again.
"Shower. Right", he murmured finally with another sigh but made no move to pull away but instead buried his face against her chest with a satisfied purr.
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Date: 2014-05-10 11:41 pm (UTC)From:Before they could start another round of teasing, Clint gave in to his most urgent desire right now and pulled Natasha close, with his hand gently buried in her hair. Her touch had him sigh against her lips, his arm slipping around her waist to press her against him. The last of tomato and spice was on her tongue, her hair was stiff from salt and sand, and touching her had never felt better.
He took his time exploring her lips with his, dragging his lower lip over hers tenderly, teasing her soft skin with the stubble on his chin before his tongue slipped back in her mouth, thoroughly marking every possible spot as his very own territory.
"Better."
He pulled back just a little but kept her lower lip playfully between his teeth, looking up to meet her gaze. God, she was beautiful. The sun had left just the faintest shadow of color on her cheeks, and he would never ever get tired of seeing her so relaxed, so free from all the heaviness that usually dictated their life. She was very young, very innocent looking this evening. He felt a little like eating her alive again.
"Shower. Right", he murmured finally with another sigh but made no move to pull away but instead buried his face against her chest with a satisfied purr.