Date: 2013-09-02 10:53 pm (UTC)From: [personal profile] farmboyhawk
farmboyhawk: (naked frown)
Clint's breath stuttered in his throat when he watched Natasha work her magic on him. Gone, within seconds, the little control he had scrambled.

How was it that even in this position the aura of strength and pride never left her eyes? Probably no one knew better but him how much depth and danger were in these beautiful green pupils. Knowing that she could kick his ass and detach several vital body parts in a flash, made it easy to remember for him, never getting too carried away. Always be aware of her, her fears and needs.

And much more so, it strengthened his affection even more, for a woman who really had made her oddest choice with him. And still she cared for him just as much as he did for her. She was deadly but when she looked at him like that, fully aware and seemingly enjoying this, and with the slightest of smiles in her eyes, it just didn't matter. She was so much more.

Right now she was mainly driving him crazy. He had to rest back against the opposite tub edge on one arm for support, when she started to take him in, warm softness meeting skin that had been trapped in rough clothing for too long. The heat left his hand trembling, making it harder to not try and pull Natasha closer.

He concentrated on caressing her neck instead, her shoulders, trying to ignore how his cock twitched against her skilled touch and deep inside her. Dwelling in her beauty and confidence had not delayed things for more than a few breaths.

Sweat tickled on his forehead and his chest, mingling with the heat from the water steam. He could feel himself leaking heavily in her mouth and moaned, gripping the cool ceramic beneath his hand tightly and firmly planting his feet to the floor to keep on holding still. Which got more difficult by the second.

"Damn... Been too fucking long, Tash'. Can't..."

His words got lost in another long, deep groan when that familiar pulse deep in his balls fastened along with his heartbeat. The heat left his sight dizzy, his eyes falling closed in a carelessness he couldn't ever give in to with anyone else.
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