After the kiss Natasha settled back against his chest again, tucking her face in against his neck. She let out something akin to a giggle when she felt him trying to smooth down the mess her hair had become, or as close to a giggle as she ever got. About the only thing that was going to get her hair back into any kind of order at this point was a good helping of conditioner. It could wait.
“It’s okay. It ended good,” she murmured, pressing her lips to his skin. At the mention of food her stomach rumbled; she had definitely worked up an appetite since the restaurant last night, and the few crackers in between had done little to carry her over. “You mean I have to let you up already?” She snuggled a little closer, soaking up the warmth and comfort of his embrace just a little longer.
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Date: 2013-12-03 11:10 pm (UTC)From:“It’s okay. It ended good,” she murmured, pressing her lips to his skin. At the mention of food her stomach rumbled; she had definitely worked up an appetite since the restaurant last night, and the few crackers in between had done little to carry her over. “You mean I have to let you up already?” She snuggled a little closer, soaking up the warmth and comfort of his embrace just a little longer.