It took just that little answer of her muscles to his shallow movements to let Clint know, this wouldn't take long at all. His hand tightened on Natasha's ass, pressing her tightly against him once more before he forced himself to step back, slowly and carefully, knowing, she'd be sensitive after having just come. He winced a little himself at the sudden loss of contact but reminded his hormones there was more to come later.
For now there was something else he really liked to do, and since Natasha didn't seem to mind, that was a chance certainly to take. He swept her back into his arms, carrying her around the sofa so she could sit more comfortably. He wasn't sure how he managed to gather enough self-control for that but it was certainly worth it. Natasha looked scorchingly hot in her afterglow, with her lips slightly red and swollen and her body still trembling against his. It wasn't easy to let go off her for even a moment, but she was still all slick and hot against his painfully hard cock when he had her that close, and that overrode even his desire to hold her for the moment.
Her warm juices all over him served perfectly as lube after he had sat her down gently and gave in to his body's needs, starting to stroke himself just the way he needed it. With no playing around and no stretching things out, it really needed just a few hard movements to take him to the edge and over it. Especially with the beautiful sight of his naked partner right before him.
He somehow managed it to make sure to aim for Natasha's chest and not her face before his brains checked out for several long moments, his knees nearly gave out under him from all that heat finally relieving itself. He was pretty sure he was moaning, maybe shouting something, probably her name or something in Italian he couldn't remember. Finally he had to lean over Natasha and brace himself against the backrest to keep himself upright, the other hand, trembling heavily, caressing her shoulder and arm.
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Date: 2014-09-07 08:55 pm (UTC)From:For now there was something else he really liked to do, and since Natasha didn't seem to mind, that was a chance certainly to take. He swept her back into his arms, carrying her around the sofa so she could sit more comfortably. He wasn't sure how he managed to gather enough self-control for that but it was certainly worth it. Natasha looked scorchingly hot in her afterglow, with her lips slightly red and swollen and her body still trembling against his. It wasn't easy to let go off her for even a moment, but she was still all slick and hot against his painfully hard cock when he had her that close, and that overrode even his desire to hold her for the moment.
Her warm juices all over him served perfectly as lube after he had sat her down gently and gave in to his body's needs, starting to stroke himself just the way he needed it. With no playing around and no stretching things out, it really needed just a few hard movements to take him to the edge and over it. Especially with the beautiful sight of his naked partner right before him.
He somehow managed it to make sure to aim for Natasha's chest and not her face before his brains checked out for several long moments, his knees nearly gave out under him from all that heat finally relieving itself. He was pretty sure he was moaning, maybe shouting something, probably her name or something in Italian he couldn't remember. Finally he had to lean over Natasha and brace himself against the backrest to keep himself upright, the other hand, trembling heavily, caressing her shoulder and arm.
"Oh fuck..."