Date: 2013-09-02 06:38 pm (UTC)From: [personal profile] farmboyhawk
farmboyhawk: (smile)
"One of these days, you'll be the death of me, woman."

Clint groaned through his teeth, his fist firmly closed around the base of his cock while he waited for the dangerous pressure deep in his guts to subside.

Sometimes he thought, Natasha knew exactly about that carefully hidden dominant streak of his and played with it on purpose. She was definitely pushing more than one button, being and moving on her knees like that. He more than often had to remind himself not to make use of such teasing. At least not more than they had done it on the way here, or in the hallway.

But damn it, she was challenging his body, the lust building deep inside with every second she was offering herself like that. He certainly wasn't feeling cold anymore.

When he could be sure, he could trust himself with her touch, he removed his hand from under hers slowly to brush his knuckles against her cheek, two fingertips carefully caressing through her hair, just the slightest tugging within the movement.

"Please."
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