Natasha smiled at the response and rested her head back on Clint’s shoulder. No more words were needed as they expressed everything they felt with gentle touches and the comfortable silence.
The warmth of Clint’s body and the water that surrounded them, as well as the soft scent of the bath lulled Natasha not to sleep, but into that state somewhere between sleeping and waking. Later, when the water began to cool, she would awaken if he tried to move her, but she might just play along and let him dry her off and carry her back to bed anyway. Then she would sleep, warm and safe in his arms, his love for her practically radiating from him, proclaiming itself with every heartbeat.
Eventually he would sleep too, and hopefully the nightmares wouldn’t plague them. Not tonight.
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Date: 2014-10-30 01:11 am (UTC)From:The warmth of Clint’s body and the water that surrounded them, as well as the soft scent of the bath lulled Natasha not to sleep, but into that state somewhere between sleeping and waking. Later, when the water began to cool, she would awaken if he tried to move her, but she might just play along and let him dry her off and carry her back to bed anyway. Then she would sleep, warm and safe in his arms, his love for her practically radiating from him, proclaiming itself with every heartbeat.
Eventually he would sleep too, and hopefully the nightmares wouldn’t plague them. Not tonight.