They stood close enough to each other that Natasha had to feel and see the shudder running through his body at the sudden change in her voice, her words. And the way he drew his lower lip between his teeth for a second, to bite back a gasp. Fuck, she was hot when she was being bossy. Ever so often he would resist her just for the thrills when the mood changed like that, challenge her into a battle for dominance. But right now he felt like playing along, continue that little game of obeying her and worship her the way she deserved it.
Which didn't mean he couldn't try steer the game a little himself of course... Like with pressing his body close to hers when he stood up or shifting just a little to the side, so he ended up with one leg between hers, the rough fabric of his pants teasing the insides of her thigh. His lips ghosted over her forehead for just a second while he waited for her to decide what to do next, and a slow, smug smile let her know how much he already enjoyed this.
He lifted his arms immediately when she told him to, but of course couldn't resist letting his muscles play against her hands when she started undressing him, to give her something to watch and feel. The intentional game soon changed into shivers and sensitive skin hardening under much too short, too teasing touch when she attacked him with her mouth. His hands searched for support on the pole high above his head where the shower curtain was fixed.
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Date: 2014-05-12 07:15 am (UTC)From:Which didn't mean he couldn't try steer the game a little himself of course... Like with pressing his body close to hers when he stood up or shifting just a little to the side, so he ended up with one leg between hers, the rough fabric of his pants teasing the insides of her thigh. His lips ghosted over her forehead for just a second while he waited for her to decide what to do next, and a slow, smug smile let her know how much he already enjoyed this.
He lifted his arms immediately when she told him to, but of course couldn't resist letting his muscles play against her hands when she started undressing him, to give her something to watch and feel. The intentional game soon changed into shivers and sensitive skin hardening under much too short, too teasing touch when she attacked him with her mouth. His hands searched for support on the pole high above his head where the shower curtain was fixed.
"I think I like this kind of shower..."