It took her a few minutes to come down, to get the ground settled under he feet again, and while she wasn’t aware of much in that time she was aware of Clint’s hand stroking her hair softly, and his fingers still deep inside her, though relaxed now. She wasn’t a woman who was truly afraid of much, but it was here, in his arms, that she felt safest.
Smiling at the gentle kiss, recompense for the loss of his hand against her and inside her, she lifted her head to peer up at him. “Maybe if you’re a good boy I’ll translate later,” she teased. She felt weightless, relaxed, complete. Resting her head against his chest a moment longer, she looked up at him again when she heard that little groan, one eyebrow raising when she caught what he was doing. Her eyes flashed as she looked from his slick hand to those lips; there was just something really arousing about the action, and just how it was effecting him. Just like he couldn’t resist a taste neither could she, and pressing a brief kiss to his lips she ran her tongue along them, smiling against his mouth as she tasted herself on him.
“Then we better go upstairs,” she said. Reluctantly stepping back from him, she let him retrieve his coat while she focused a little harder than should have been necessary to button her pants up again, her hands still a bit shaky as she tried to work the buttons.
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Date: 2013-08-27 12:59 am (UTC)From:Smiling at the gentle kiss, recompense for the loss of his hand against her and inside her, she lifted her head to peer up at him. “Maybe if you’re a good boy I’ll translate later,” she teased. She felt weightless, relaxed, complete. Resting her head against his chest a moment longer, she looked up at him again when she heard that little groan, one eyebrow raising when she caught what he was doing. Her eyes flashed as she looked from his slick hand to those lips; there was just something really arousing about the action, and just how it was effecting him. Just like he couldn’t resist a taste neither could she, and pressing a brief kiss to his lips she ran her tongue along them, smiling against his mouth as she tasted herself on him.
“Then we better go upstairs,” she said. Reluctantly stepping back from him, she let him retrieve his coat while she focused a little harder than should have been necessary to button her pants up again, her hands still a bit shaky as she tried to work the buttons.