Of course Natasha noticed the way Clint was looking at her, though she pretended not to. She did throw him a look, though, when it took him a little longer to fall into step with her than it should have.
Pressed comfortably against his side as they walked, she grinned at his words, the quiet ones meant only for her. “Mm, your own private dance, hmm?” It wouldn’t be the first time she had done exotic dancing, whether it be a striptease or a lap dance, and though that wasn’t exactly what Clint was referring to she was still putting the offer out there. She certainly wouldn’t mind performing for him with the way he looked at her so reverently and treated her the same.
“Or our own private dance.” Of course a dance together like that samba with no audience nor restrictions sounded rather delicious.
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Date: 2014-08-31 09:17 pm (UTC)From:Pressed comfortably against his side as they walked, she grinned at his words, the quiet ones meant only for her. “Mm, your own private dance, hmm?” It wouldn’t be the first time she had done exotic dancing, whether it be a striptease or a lap dance, and though that wasn’t exactly what Clint was referring to she was still putting the offer out there. She certainly wouldn’t mind performing for him with the way he looked at her so reverently and treated her the same.
“Or our own private dance.” Of course a dance together like that samba with no audience nor restrictions sounded rather delicious.