Clint shivered under her touch and closed his eyes for a moment too long. It was getting harder and harder, battling the rising heat, the desire to push Natasha against the side of the car and make out like teenagers right here and now. Not in public.
He still couldn't resist leaning over once they were seated. Just for a few moments couldn't hurt, right? Just a slow, tentative kiss, playful sweeps of his tongue against her lips while his hand traveled up and down her leg, fingertips sneaking under that teasing slit in her dress.
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Date: 2014-09-01 07:59 pm (UTC)From:Clint shivered under her touch and closed his eyes for a moment too long. It was getting harder and harder, battling the rising heat, the desire to push Natasha against the side of the car and make out like teenagers right here and now. Not in public.
He still couldn't resist leaning over once they were seated. Just for a few moments couldn't hurt, right? Just a slow, tentative kiss, playful sweeps of his tongue against her lips while his hand traveled up and down her leg, fingertips sneaking under that teasing slit in her dress.