Natasha slowly lowered her arms to rest on the top of her head when Clint didn’t take the bait right away. Of course he had his own ideas to play with, and she watched him curiously as he sat on the edge of the tub. She put up no resistance when he made quick work of her pants, and stepped gracefully out of them, a shiver running through her as the air touched her skin.
She let him pull her closer, just barely resisting burying her hands in his hair before he could remove the rest of her clothes. When she was standing in front of him, naked, she drank in every nuance of his expression as he took in every inch of her body. Many men had looked at her with some combination of love and lust over the years, but none of them had ever looked at her quite the way Clint did. He looked at her like she was something precious, like he had never seen a more beautiful sight in his entire life, like he could stare at her forever and never get tired of the view. When most men stared at her it made her feel annoyed, sometimes dirty, but when Clint looked at her the way he was now she felt truly beautiful.
Resting her hands on his shoulders for support as he rubbed the heat and life back into her body Natasha nodded slowly. “Starting to,” she said.
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Date: 2013-08-28 09:58 pm (UTC)From:She let him pull her closer, just barely resisting burying her hands in his hair before he could remove the rest of her clothes. When she was standing in front of him, naked, she drank in every nuance of his expression as he took in every inch of her body. Many men had looked at her with some combination of love and lust over the years, but none of them had ever looked at her quite the way Clint did. He looked at her like she was something precious, like he had never seen a more beautiful sight in his entire life, like he could stare at her forever and never get tired of the view. When most men stared at her it made her feel annoyed, sometimes dirty, but when Clint looked at her the way he was now she felt truly beautiful.
Resting her hands on his shoulders for support as he rubbed the heat and life back into her body Natasha nodded slowly. “Starting to,” she said.