And it did, but Clint heard it himself that his voice wasn't really reflecting that, nor the way he separated some too green stuff from the potatoes that came with his swordfish. Jesus, if he wanted to eat a salad, he would have ordered one.
Why was this suddenly awkward? Things were never awkward between them if it was about sex. Maybe that was why he hadn't ever thought of turning the tables in bed like that. The last he wanted was an embarrassing, straining, maybe even hurtful situation. Not in bed. That was the last thing he wanted to risk with Natasha.
"It's just... I'd probably be afraid the whole time that there's something you don't like. I know it's stupid... It's a reflex, looking out for you, you know. Like breathing. Can't stop it if I tried."
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And it did, but Clint heard it himself that his voice wasn't really reflecting that, nor the way he separated some too green stuff from the potatoes that came with his swordfish. Jesus, if he wanted to eat a salad, he would have ordered one.
Why was this suddenly awkward? Things were never awkward between them if it was about sex. Maybe that was why he hadn't ever thought of turning the tables in bed like that. The last he wanted was an embarrassing, straining, maybe even hurtful situation. Not in bed. That was the last thing he wanted to risk with Natasha.
"It's just... I'd probably be afraid the whole time that there's something you don't like. I know it's stupid... It's a reflex, looking out for you, you know. Like breathing. Can't stop it if I tried."