"Nah, getting too old for that. Buddy down there just doesn't know when to give up."
Chuckling, Clint pressed another tender kiss to her collarbone and rested his chin on one hand, trying to get his head clear. Not too easy with Natasha's nude body so close to his and her warm tightness still working him, but his hormones fortunately decided to call it a night. He was getting old. There was always the next morning.
For the moment he was completely satisfied with looking down at her, fingertips softly threading through her hair, and watch that beautiful afterglow still on her cheeks, that careless, bright smile he loved so much.
"We obviously need another bed", he joined in her joking, still a little breathless. "Though, since I can't feel my legs right now, I couldn't even carry you there..."
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Date: 2014-06-05 08:36 pm (UTC)From:Chuckling, Clint pressed another tender kiss to her collarbone and rested his chin on one hand, trying to get his head clear. Not too easy with Natasha's nude body so close to his and her warm tightness still working him, but his hormones fortunately decided to call it a night. He was getting old. There was always the next morning.
For the moment he was completely satisfied with looking down at her, fingertips softly threading through her hair, and watch that beautiful afterglow still on her cheeks, that careless, bright smile he loved so much.
"We obviously need another bed", he joined in her joking, still a little breathless. "Though, since I can't feel my legs right now, I couldn't even carry you there..."