Clint had not expected Natasha to want too much touch at all, so he was pleasantly surprised when she invited him to her instead of retreating to the other side of the tub. With the exhaustion growing, he had just come as far as peeling his shirt off so far, but now he hurried a little more, adding the rest of his clothes to the pile she had built already.
The water had the perfect temperature and he found himself sighing a bit, a hint of relaxation emerging when he sat down between Natasha's legs and leaned back against her carefully. She seemed far better than in the morning and he could just hope, she would tell him if he got too heavy or something. He nuzzled his cheek against her shoulder when he sank deeper under the surface and rested his hand on her knee soothingly.
"You know, sooner or later we'll grow fins if we keep on being in the water so much", he murmured, just a shadow of his usual humor, but you got points for trying, right?
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Date: 2014-06-14 01:54 pm (UTC)From:The water had the perfect temperature and he found himself sighing a bit, a hint of relaxation emerging when he sat down between Natasha's legs and leaned back against her carefully. She seemed far better than in the morning and he could just hope, she would tell him if he got too heavy or something. He nuzzled his cheek against her shoulder when he sank deeper under the surface and rested his hand on her knee soothingly.
"You know, sooner or later we'll grow fins if we keep on being in the water so much", he murmured, just a shadow of his usual humor, but you got points for trying, right?