“Hmm, that might work. They allot a certain amount for massages, after all,” Natasha replied, sounding like she was giving this all serious though. “And since we have our own private masseuses and don’t need that, I don’t see why we couldn’t argue this instead.”
She grinned at him when he pulled back enough to look at her, her fingers gently massaging his neck again, and crinkled her nose when Clint wiped a bit of flower from the tip of it and then placed a lingering kiss there. His sudden admission surprised her, though, and her eyebrows shot up, unsure how to take those words. Clearly he was just as unsure about them and tried to backpedal quickly. She couldn’t help but be amused by that.
“I bet you won’t be saying that in a few months,” she said, sliding her hands down to his stomach and pushing him gently away, “when you can’t get any closer than this because of my big belly.”
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Date: 2014-06-26 07:44 pm (UTC)From:She grinned at him when he pulled back enough to look at her, her fingers gently massaging his neck again, and crinkled her nose when Clint wiped a bit of flower from the tip of it and then placed a lingering kiss there. His sudden admission surprised her, though, and her eyebrows shot up, unsure how to take those words. Clearly he was just as unsure about them and tried to backpedal quickly. She couldn’t help but be amused by that.
“I bet you won’t be saying that in a few months,” she said, sliding her hands down to his stomach and pushing him gently away, “when you can’t get any closer than this because of my big belly.”