Clint drew in a sharp hiss of pleasure when Natasha presented herself to him like that, willingly giving herself in a most vulnerable way. She didn't only look beautiful and sheet scorching hot, just on the right sight of dirty, with half of her clothes still on and her most intimate parts just waiting to be touched. She was offering herself to him with all the trust she put in him. Aside from the growing throb of pleasure deep in his guts it also left him simply and strongly happy.
He answered by pressing his lips softly to the sensitive skin of the juncture of her hips and legs, now so perfectly in reach, dwelling in her sweet scent so close. Following the movement, he rubbed his cheek teasingly against her tender folds, as long as he could stand it to wait himself for another moment. It wasn't long.
His hands came to rest on her loins, close enough for his thumbs to brush the sensitive white skin of her mons. Locking his eyes with hers again, lust clouding his sight more by the second, he carefully stretched her tender flesh, spreading her lips open for his mouth, his breath ghosting over the pink flesh. His tongue darted forward without a warning, circling the most sensitive spot his fingertips had exposed.
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Date: 2013-09-14 06:16 pm (UTC)From:Clint drew in a sharp hiss of pleasure when Natasha presented herself to him like that, willingly giving herself in a most vulnerable way. She didn't only look beautiful and sheet scorching hot, just on the right sight of dirty, with half of her clothes still on and her most intimate parts just waiting to be touched. She was offering herself to him with all the trust she put in him. Aside from the growing throb of pleasure deep in his guts it also left him simply and strongly happy.
He answered by pressing his lips softly to the sensitive skin of the juncture of her hips and legs, now so perfectly in reach, dwelling in her sweet scent so close. Following the movement, he rubbed his cheek teasingly against her tender folds, as long as he could stand it to wait himself for another moment. It wasn't long.
His hands came to rest on her loins, close enough for his thumbs to brush the sensitive white skin of her mons. Locking his eyes with hers again, lust clouding his sight more by the second, he carefully stretched her tender flesh, spreading her lips open for his mouth, his breath ghosting over the pink flesh. His tongue darted forward without a warning, circling the most sensitive spot his fingertips had exposed.