To be truthful Natasha really could care less about the sheets. Getting them full of sand and sunscreen she had not been too keen on, but this she would allow, especially since changing them meant moving, and there was no guarantee they wouldn’t just dirty them in the morning before getting up for the day.
The kiss was perfect, gentle and almost chaste, and she closed her eyes and mimicked his sigh, her smile still lingering around the corners. Her eyes shot open again, though, when his hand started wandering. She wasn’t sure she had the energy for another round tonight, but right away? Certainly not, and she was surprised he even seemed to be considering it. Still, as she watched his face, watched him lick the combination of their fluids from his fingers and felt him twitch inside of her, her body involuntarily reacted, muscles contracting around him still buried deep inside of her even though he had started to go soft.
“You can’t seriously be ready to go again already,” she laughed, running her hands through his hair when he settled against her again. Not that that would be out of the question for them, nor something they hadn’t done before, but the sun had sapped her energy so she wasn’t as quick to jump for it as she might have been another night. “Maybe we should just get a vinyl cover and hose it down each day.” It was a joke. Mostly.
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Date: 2014-06-05 08:20 pm (UTC)From:The kiss was perfect, gentle and almost chaste, and she closed her eyes and mimicked his sigh, her smile still lingering around the corners. Her eyes shot open again, though, when his hand started wandering. She wasn’t sure she had the energy for another round tonight, but right away? Certainly not, and she was surprised he even seemed to be considering it. Still, as she watched his face, watched him lick the combination of their fluids from his fingers and felt him twitch inside of her, her body involuntarily reacted, muscles contracting around him still buried deep inside of her even though he had started to go soft.
“You can’t seriously be ready to go again already,” she laughed, running her hands through his hair when he settled against her again. Not that that would be out of the question for them, nor something they hadn’t done before, but the sun had sapped her energy so she wasn’t as quick to jump for it as she might have been another night. “Maybe we should just get a vinyl cover and hose it down each day.” It was a joke. Mostly.