Clint took his time with that next part too, fingertips circling, caressing, teasing over Natasha's shoulders, down her back, lips placing small kisses on the newly revealed skin until her dress was riding low on her hips. Straightening back up, he caught one of the ends of her bikini bow tie between his teeth and pulled it open, slowly enough to let her feel his breath on her neck until the thin fabric fell to the floor.
Her dress was next, casually pushed out of the way when his hands made their way back down, without even the smallest detour- he was a gentleman after all. Sometimes. If he wanted to.
Also, he actually enjoyed it, just slowly peeling layer by layer off Natasha's soft, smooth skin. First that light dress that didn't need much encouragement anymore to fall to the floor, then the nothing that was her bikini panties. His thumbs brushed over the smooth sensitiveness between her legs when he rolled that last part her hips, so short it was hardly even true. He sat back on the tub edge in the motion to help Natasha all the way out of the puddle around her feet, still all gentleman, save for a small, tender kiss on the sweet curve of her ass on the way.
"Anything else I can do for you?"
As much as they were still playing, there was also the soft, admiring gentleness in his voice, the one always settling in when he was allowed to see her like that. He would never ever get tired of that.
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Date: 2014-05-11 05:28 pm (UTC)From:Clint took his time with that next part too, fingertips circling, caressing, teasing over Natasha's shoulders, down her back, lips placing small kisses on the newly revealed skin until her dress was riding low on her hips. Straightening back up, he caught one of the ends of her bikini bow tie between his teeth and pulled it open, slowly enough to let her feel his breath on her neck until the thin fabric fell to the floor.
Her dress was next, casually pushed out of the way when his hands made their way back down, without even the smallest detour- he was a gentleman after all. Sometimes. If he wanted to.
Also, he actually enjoyed it, just slowly peeling layer by layer off Natasha's soft, smooth skin. First that light dress that didn't need much encouragement anymore to fall to the floor, then the nothing that was her bikini panties. His thumbs brushed over the smooth sensitiveness between her legs when he rolled that last part her hips, so short it was hardly even true. He sat back on the tub edge in the motion to help Natasha all the way out of the puddle around her feet, still all gentleman, save for a small, tender kiss on the sweet curve of her ass on the way.
"Anything else I can do for you?"
As much as they were still playing, there was also the soft, admiring gentleness in his voice, the one always settling in when he was allowed to see her like that. He would never ever get tired of that.