Settling down against him, Natasha turned her head to rest it more comfortably against his chest as he started to read. He had a lovely speaking voice, and she could tell he was making an extra effort to keep his words clear and concise. She loved listening to the soft Italian rolling off of his tongue, and before long she was entirely engrossed, both in the words and him.
His touch felt good, soothing and soft and occasionally teasing, and for a moment she thought she could have stayed like this forever. In answer to his caressing fingertips she let her own trail over his ribs, his shoulder, never once straying to tease. Every once in a while, though, she would turn her face against him and place a gentle kiss to his skin, tasting warmth and salt.
As comfortable and almost dreamlike as this was, Natasha didn’t fail to notice how quickly Clint finished his water, nor how his eyes strayed to the food stands up the beach. She didn’t want to move, but she couldn’t make him suffer either. Slowly she pushed herself up to sit beside him. “I’m going fro a swim,” she announced. It was near time she got into the water and it would give Clint time to rehydrate himself.
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Date: 2014-08-13 08:44 pm (UTC)From:His touch felt good, soothing and soft and occasionally teasing, and for a moment she thought she could have stayed like this forever. In answer to his caressing fingertips she let her own trail over his ribs, his shoulder, never once straying to tease. Every once in a while, though, she would turn her face against him and place a gentle kiss to his skin, tasting warmth and salt.
As comfortable and almost dreamlike as this was, Natasha didn’t fail to notice how quickly Clint finished his water, nor how his eyes strayed to the food stands up the beach. She didn’t want to move, but she couldn’t make him suffer either. Slowly she pushed herself up to sit beside him. “I’m going fro a swim,” she announced. It was near time she got into the water and it would give Clint time to rehydrate himself.