"You're welcome to change that, red, as long as it doesn't include you putting anything on."
Clint's murmur sounded considerably more out of breath now that Natasha pressed herself so tightly against him. At the latest when he arched his hips off the bed, inviting her to take care of these annoying trousers, there was no use hiding anymore that he was far more affected by her touch than he pretended to be. Only very unwillingly he let go off her so they could take care of that little problem with the clothes but never stopped running his hand over her neck, through her hair.
"I hope that doesn't mean, I have to go without my favorite blanket."
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Date: 2013-11-25 03:06 pm (UTC)From:Clint's murmur sounded considerably more out of breath now that Natasha pressed herself so tightly against him. At the latest when he arched his hips off the bed, inviting her to take care of these annoying trousers, there was no use hiding anymore that he was far more affected by her touch than he pretended to be.
Only very unwillingly he let go off her so they could take care of that little problem with the clothes but never stopped running his hand over her neck, through her hair.
"I hope that doesn't mean, I have to go without my favorite blanket."