As usual Clint’s aim was perfect and the praline landed squarely on Natasha’s tongue. Watching his childlike victory celebration she rolled her eyes, though the motion was in direct contrast to the smile on her lips. If throwing food at her entertained him this much then who was she to argue?
Letting the chocolate melt a little on her tongue, when the taste finally hit her she let out a pleasurable noise of her own. “Okay, these are amazing,” she conceded, closing her eyes and savouring the taste. “With food like this I’m never leaving.”
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Date: 2014-09-23 08:27 pm (UTC)From:Letting the chocolate melt a little on her tongue, when the taste finally hit her she let out a pleasurable noise of her own. “Okay, these are amazing,” she conceded, closing her eyes and savouring the taste. “With food like this I’m never leaving.”