A man could only take that much teasing. Especially when Natasha's still slightly cool fingers sent the sweetest of shivers over his skin and her delicious rack was close enough to get all kinds of ideas.
Clint decided, he definitely needed to take a closer look at that. He sat down on the tub edge to get Natasha's pants off her body first, along with her panties, pulling them down enough for her to step out of both. It was quite a challenge, leaning back up without burying his face right away there where he could see and smell her still wet, but she was in fact cold, and her concern for her came first.
So he settled for pulling her closer, ignoring the rest of his own wet clothes in favor for running his hands softly up her back, taking her shirt with him. After years of practice it took him just a short finger snip to open her bra. And then he finally had her with him the way he loved to see her most.
"You're so fucking beautiful, baby."
A deep content sigh came from his mouth, a soft smile following when his eyes raked up and down her nude form, everything he had memorized so well and still could never get tired of seeing. His hands were already busy rubbing her back and her thighs to get some warmth back in her skin, although seeing her like that made it nearly impossible to resist her looks.
In a moment. Right now, no matter how painfully aroused he still felt, he just wanted to look at her.
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Date: 2013-08-28 09:25 pm (UTC)From:A man could only take that much teasing. Especially when Natasha's still slightly cool fingers sent the sweetest of shivers over his skin and her delicious rack was close enough to get all kinds of ideas.
Clint decided, he definitely needed to take a closer look at that. He sat down on the tub edge to get Natasha's pants off her body first, along with her panties, pulling them down enough for her to step out of both.
It was quite a challenge, leaning back up without burying his face right away there where he could see and smell her still wet, but she was in fact cold, and her concern for her came first.
So he settled for pulling her closer, ignoring the rest of his own wet clothes in favor for running his hands softly up her back, taking her shirt with him. After years of practice it took him just a short finger snip to open her bra. And then he finally had her with him the way he loved to see her most.
"You're so fucking beautiful, baby."
A deep content sigh came from his mouth, a soft smile following when his eyes raked up and down her nude form, everything he had memorized so well and still could never get tired of seeing. His hands were already busy rubbing her back and her thighs to get some warmth back in her skin, although seeing her like that made it nearly impossible to resist her looks.
In a moment. Right now, no matter how painfully aroused he still felt, he just wanted to look at her.
"Feeling better?"