Dancing in the Dark (for farmboyhawk)

[study_in_scarlet]

They didn’t get a lot of time off together, at least not enough to make a trip away worthwhile, so for this one weekend they decided to stay in the city and play tourist for the day.

They had started with a walk through Central Park before grabbing an early lunch at one of the city’s many street vendors and then wandering through the American Museum of Natural history. Natasha found the Hall of Minerals fascinating while Clint had gotten a kick out of all the dinosaur bones. They both enjoyed laying under the big blue whale with all the normal people.

Afterwards they went to a nice restaurant for supper, blending into the crowd of normal couples as best they could and Natasha actually forgot if she was playing a role or being herself as they finished their wine and shared their desserts.

“Thank you,” she said sincerely as they left the restaurant, stepping back into the cool night air. Nearby a busker played guitar and sang with surprising melody and soul, barely seeming to notice as people threw change into his open case, so caught up was he in his music.


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[study_in_scarlet]

Clint’s answer was not surprising, and while it was just a light, joking conversation, Natasha was pretty sure that if she had claimed seriously that she never wanted to go back to New York that he would be on board.

Part of her wanted to do exactly that.

She knew it was just a dream, that S.H.I.E.L.D. wouldn’t just let two of their best agents go AWOL, but part of her wanted to try. It was stupid, people had babies all the time, so why should it change anyone’s opinion of her? And why should she care if it did? Then, of course, there was the future of the child to think of. How fair would it be to the baby growing up with two parents going off on dangerous missions all the time?

Cart ahead of the horse, she reminded herself. She still had a long ways to go before the child was born, and a lot could happen in that time.

On top of all of that, though, was Clint’s well being. He still had his moments, even here, where the past haunted him, but he seemed much lighter, much freer her than he had since before Loki had taken him. Just seeing him as he was now, smiling and playful and relaxed, was incentive enough to want to make it last forever.

Picking up the plate Natasha set it on his stomach so she could shift closer and resume her place at his side. Plucking one of the chocolates from the dish, she placed it carefully on his nipple before grinning at him.

[farmboyhawk]

Clint shivered at the sudden cold feeling of the ceramic against his skin and cracked one eye open to see what Natasha was up to. It definitely seemed a lot more entertaining than starting to think about their current situation and how to go from here again, when they wouldn't know for another few weeks if they actually had to worry about it. For the moment he was more than happy, pushing it away as often as possible. The next panic attack would come soon enough.

His eyebrow went up slowly when she chose such a strategic dangerous spot for that praline, and he had to stifle a laugh. That would have put an end to these kind of adventures pretty soon, with the plate falling off from from muscle contractions.

Well, shit.

"Your turn to seduce now?", he asked, grinning, trying his best to keep still in spite of certain blooming ideas .

[study_in_scarlet]

Natasha could tell he was trying not to laugh and it only made her grin wider. Yes, this was much better than wallowing and trying to plan for a future that wasn’t certain yet. She was determined not to let anything bring down the mood tonight.

“Maybe...” she said, drawing out the word teasingly. “Or maybe we should make it a contest. See who can seduce the other first.”

[farmboyhawk]

Clint had to stifle another laugh. Somehow he doubted, he had good chances when the job was to resist Natasha... But no one was to say he shied away from a challenge.

"Give it your best shot."

He pretended not to notice that piece of chocolate on his skin slowly starting to melt and concentrated on Natasha instead. He moved his arm from the pillow carefully around her, doing his best to not let that plate do as much as tremble, and caressed her neck gently while he waited for her next move.

[study_in_scarlet]

Natasha felt his muscles tense as he tried not to laugh, but she somehow managed to keep her expression challenging and playful.

“Oh, I don’t think this needs my best shot,” she replied. Clint could probably set his mind to resisting her if he really wanted to, but his body was another story, and alone with nobody to see or interrupt... why should he want to?

Running one hand along the bottom of his ribs, she pressed herself against his side and ducked her head. At first she just lightly traced around the edge of the praline with her tongue, catching just a trace of the melting chocolate, before catching what was left of it between her lips. Once she was done with the treat there was, of course, some clean-up, and she took her time sucking on his nipple, her tongue swirling around it and her teeth grazing from time to time.

[farmboyhawk]

Natasha wasted no time doing business and she definitely didn't show mercy. Clint drew in a sharp breath at the first teasing touch of her mouth and stifled a curse when the plate shifted dangerously. Somehow he made it to balance it back with just moving his muscles but that definitely hadn't been the last time. Natasha was much too fucking good for that.

It needed just a few clever strokes of her tongue to leave his nipple hard and sensitive and get his breath going faster. He had to keep his muscles taut and ready for all these little shivers that her hot breath against his skin elicited, and try not to lose his concentration while watching her beautiful lips at work. Both not exactly easy.

"At least I'm getting another workout tonight", he remarked with half a grin. "You know, if we did this more often I actually might warm up to the gym..."

[study_in_scarlet]

AT that first touch he almost knocked the plate over, but he managed to steady it again without even using his hands. Of course it would be a shame to make a mess with their treats, but she wasn’t about to let up on him either so Natasha continued her teasing, relishing in every quick breath and tightening muscle, until the skin was red and sensitive under her mouth.

“I’m just looking out for you,” she said, placing a chaste kiss on his hard nipple. “Have to keep you fit and healthy.” Selecting two more candies from the dish, she placed one on his other nipple and left it to melt a little before lifting her head to meet his eyes again. “Although...” she continued slowly, running the other praline along her lips and leaving a thin layer of chocolate behind, “The gym is not nearly as fun...” Resting the chocolate between her lips, she cocked an eyebrow at him, daring him to take it.

[farmboyhawk]

"We'll just have to build one at home then, so we can do this everytime I'm too lazy to work out. Got a few ideas for what to do with you while I'm busy doing weights and all..."

Clint's eyes darkened visibly when he watched Natasha play around with her little treat. She was a goddamn running temptation even if she wasn't trying and when she was actually teasing him, his body immediately forgot that they had already been through one or the other round tonight. He hardly ever needed an excuse to kiss her, so that delicious layer of chocolate waiting on her beautiful lips was just begging to be taken, but he recalled just in time that moving was a very bad idea right now.

Instead he tightened his hand on her neck and pulled her down with an aroused little sigh to steal that praline from her lips and then slowly, thoroughly run his tongue over every single inch until her skin came off clean and all he could taste was sweet and Natasha, a mixture definitely made in heaven.

[study_in_scarlet]

“A few ideas, hmm?” Natasha replied, a genuinely curious note in her voice. She enjoyed when Clint let his imagination wander. Sometimes he came up with some pretty ridiculous ideas, but other times they were very good indeed. “Like what?”

Clint almost forgot himself and upset the dish, but he remembered, pulling her down for the kiss instead. It was so slow and so sensual, his tongue cleaning every hint of chocolate from her lips, that Natasha could feel her own arousal stirring again. The things he could do with that tongue never failed to get her hot.

Drawing back just enough to breath, she ran her tongue over her lips and smiled at him. “These may be my new favourite candy.”

[farmboyhawk]

"Hmmm..."

Clint ran his fingertips playfully from Natasha's neck to her cheek and over her slightly swollen lower lip, while he pretended to think about his answer. In truth he only had to try to keep his breath under control or that plate would fall off in no time. And breathing calmly wasn't exactly easy with certain arousing pictures on his mind.

"I was thinking, you could join me on that workout bench... Just saying... You don't have to wear clothes to train, right? But of course you would only move when I do my weights like a good boy... Couldn't think of a better motivation..."

His hand wandered slowly down her body until he reached the heated skin between her legs, and again he had to stifle a hard shiver when he realized, this turned her on as much as him. He ran just a fingertip gently through her folds, more teasing than anything, and licked his lips slowly to emphasize his words.

"Or you know, on leg day... You could just kneel over me so I have a nice view while I press that damn bench, and when I'm doing good enough, I get a little tongue workout to go with it..."

[study_in_scarlet]

Clint was the picture of control as he relayed his plans to her, but she could tell he had to concentrate to restrain himself. Of course he didn’t restrain his hand, though, and she bit her lip to hold back any verbal reactions to his gentle teasing. With the stress and the fatigue of recent days it had been a while since she’d felt this voracious, and luckily Clint seemed just as insatiable.

Closing her eyes as he spoke, she let herself envision the scene he described, her hips twitching involuntarily. “I can see why this workout wouldn’t be feasible in a shared facility,” she said, opening her eyes to meet his again. “Or you could always bench press me.”

Smiling at him, she remembered the other praline she had laid out earlier that was more than sufficiently melted by now. After stealing one more quick kiss she leaned over him to attack his other nipple with the same focus she had given the first.

[farmboyhawk]

"Sounds like another good plan. We'll work out a routine."

Grinning, Clint stretched out a little and removed his hand from its playground for the moment, trying to keep things low. If he started touching Natasha now, really touching, they would be all over each other in seconds. This playful mood was too much fun for that.

He brought his hand to his mouth to suck on that certain fingertip with a quiet hum and a grin that didn't last long when Natasha went back to her sweet torture. The air was already heavy with hormones and growing arousal, so it wasn't much of a surprise that his gathered self-control went out of the window immediately. The perfect wet warmth of Natasha's mouth sent little sparks of arousal right to his groin, and her teeth left his skin just on the perfect side of too sensitive, taut and asking for more. Before he knew, she had him moaning and the muscles especially of his lower body twitch uncontrollably...

And well, that was when he remembered, there was a plate balancing on his body. With something between a curse and a chuckle, he reached out to catch it, just in time before everything could fall off. A praline landed perfectly between two fingers in the process which was of course the best excuse to throw it into his mouth while he was on it. Well, at least his aim wasn't off yet.

[study_in_scarlet]

She could feel his muscles tightening underneath her, and his breath speeding up, but she didn’t stop, didn’t show any mercy. When he moaned she just stepped it up, using her teeth to nip at his sensitive skin, rolling it between her top teeth and her tongue.

Suddenly he shifted, his hand moving quickly to catch the plate, and Natasha lifted her head, her face lighting up with a wicked and victorious grin. She was pretty sure that counted as him being thoroughly seduced.

Looking down at the plate then back up at Clint she stole a candy from the plate and popped it into her mouth before flopping over onto her back beside him, triumphant.

[farmboyhawk]

In the light of Natasha's amusingly childish, happy behavior, Clint couldn't stay grumpy for long that he had lost it. She would always be the one person he enjoyed surrendering to.

Of course he couldn't let her know that so easily. Removing that plate quickly to the other side of the bed in safety, he rolled onto her nude, waiting body and grabbed her wrists, pushing them up over their head with a challenging, heated look in his eyes. As usual, he made sure not to hold her tight enough to hurt, and Natasha being Natasha, she could free herself in seconds anyway, but sometimes he just enjoyed the thrill too much.

"You..."

He lowered his head to her neck and gave it a little bite before moving up to her ear.

"...are"

Her earlobe fell victim to his teeth next while he breathed against her body quickly and heavily, and certainly not from the little strain of holding her down.

"...a goddamn tease."

His lips came crashing down onto hers, tongue sneaking greedily into her mouth to catch the last of chocolate there.

[study_in_scarlet]

She was just asking for retaliation and Clint certainly didn’t disappoint. Letting out a laugh when he suddenly rolled over onto her, she quickly schooled her expression into one of defiance when he pinned her hands up over her head. She couldn’t hide how her breath and her heart sped up, though, nor that flash of excitement and desire in her eyes.

Drawing her bottom lip between her teeth, Natasha gave the slightest facsimile of a struggle, knowing she could easily free herself if she wanted to but wanting nothing of the sort. She managed to otherwise keep herself still even against Clint’s teasing nibbles, but when his lips descended upon hers she gave up all pretense. Kissing him back with equal fervor she arched her back, pressing her breasts against his chest as he swallowed her soft sounds of pleasure.

[farmboyhawk]

"Uh-uh."

Clint played along gladly when Natasha pretended to try and free herself and strengthened his hold on her, still careful to not hurt her, but now she would have to put more effort to free her wrists.

"You're all mine right now", he murmured still close to her lips, panting and writhing against the exciting feeling of her bare, full breasts against his skin.

He wanted more of that, so he took one hand off Natasha's arms, easily holding her with the other. Holding her gaze, still challenging her to balk, he reached down to massage and knead one of her breasts between strong fingers, coaxing her nipple to hardness before he leaned down and started to nibble and suck on it in earnest.

He hadn't expected much from his body after one or the other round already this night, but apparently, playing with Natasha's magnificent tits could never ever leave his hormones cold. He hummed and moaned around the tender flesh caught between his teeth and looked up at her from lust-filled eyes before he changed to the other side to taste her just as enthusiastically there.

[study_in_scarlet]

A possession is something Natasha never allowed herself to be, not since the Red Room. She belonged to no one, she was her own woman, but having Clint proclaim her as his gave her a certain thrill. She had willingly given him her heart, her body, and while her mind remained her own there was a certain part of her that wanted to be his, to be owned and possessed by the only person she could ever trust not to abuse it. She was his to do with as he pleased, because she knew he would never do anything she didn’t want. She was her own woman, but maybe she could also be his woman; his partner, his lover, his friend. His.

“All yours,” she murmured back, opening her eyes to look at him again as he shifted his position. His grip was strong, even as he shifted to one hand, but not too tight, not too confining. Then the true retaliation started when he began sucking and biting at he nipples much like she had done to him only minutes ago. Letting out a low moan she closed her eyes a moment and let herself get lost in the sensation before pulling herself together to continue the game, putting up another poor excuse for a struggle that wasn’t even close to even half-hearted.

[farmboyhawk]

When she spoke, Clint smiled up at her warmly without taking his mouth off her. He wasn't gonna give her a break right now, not when she was so beautifully turned on and writhing underneath him. But he wanted her to know how much he appreciated it that she gave herself over to him like that. There were times when it was just as hard for her as for him. It made him happy everytime she proved how much she trusted him. And he certainly wouldn't do a half-assed job with pleasing her.

Her skin tasted like heaven even without the chocolate, tender and a little salty, nothing he would ever get tired of. He could feel every shiver of her body, every fibre of her skin reacting to his gentle licking and sucking, the playful kneading and twisting of his fingertips on the other side. The fast beating of her heart where he nuzzled his face against her body, growing wetness between her legs that just encouraged his own growing arousal... It didn't take long at all to wind her up just as much as before.

Part of him wanted to touch her there, wanted to taste her sweet juices, but right now he enjoyed it far too much, feeling her nipples get rock hard between his lips. Just the perfect moment to let Natasha feel his teeth, not too roughly since he knew how sensitive she was these days, just enough to leave her skin red and sensitive too even the smallest touch... And maybe get a few of these sweet keening noises out of her he loved so much. At this rate it wouldn't take long before she might ask him for more, and of course he would give her whatever she wanted... But it was one of these nights when he liked to hear it from her.

[study_in_scarlet]

Even amidst all their desire and passion understanding passed between them. He understood what she gave to him, how difficult it was to do so, and she could clearly see how much it meant to him. It was nothing more than a few whispered words, a smile and a look, but it conveyed more than entire conversations could, and certainly did nothing to dampen the mood. It probably only heightened it.

Closing her eyes her breathing grew heavy and she continued to writhe beneath him, rubbing herself against him wherever she could. Letting out a little whimper when he used his teeth she flexed her fingers, wanting to run them through his hair, to grip the back of his head and hold him to her.

“Clint...” his name escaped her lips, sounding raw and needy. Rocking her hips up against him she tried to push herself impossibly closer, wanting to feel every inch of his skin against hers.

[farmboyhawk]

Her voice, so full of of pure lust, whipped shivers all the way down his back and right into the core of his own lust. Soon he was writhing just as greedily against her hot, wet center, rubbing against her most sensitive point in time with his soft nibbling and sucking.

He didn't stop, not as long as she didn't tell him what she needed most right now, but he let go off her arms to take one of her hands in his, and give her the freedom to handle him however she wanted it. Quiet moans broke through his heavy breathing, sounding against her skin. The air was heavy with the scent they both created and his skin burned, demanding for touch. The growing silky feeling of her lust against his raging erection didn't exactly help, but he didn't let his own need get the better of him, not yet. They had gone from fooling around to incredibly sexy and turned on within seconds, and he wanted to enjoy it a little longer.

[study_in_scarlet]

As much as she’d enjoyed the game and had been willing to continue, Natasha was glad when Clint released her wrists, giving her freedom of movement back. Threading the fingers of one hand through his, her other moved immediately to his hair, her fingernails scratching just lightly along his scalp as he continued his ministrations.

Every move he made made her hotter, wetter, and she ground her hips harder against his, rubbing her slit along his hardened length and making a sharp, keening sound.

“I want you,” she murmured, sliding her hand down his neck and across his shoulder blades, wanting to touch him everywhere. Sometimes sex could be fun and playful, but tonight it seemed that was just an interlude between the deep need and wild yearning. Already she wanted him again, wanted to feel him inside of her though much slower this time, not like the hard and frenzied encounter on the back of the sofa. She wanted to take him in, to hold him there, to feel everything.

[farmboyhawk]

Clint moved against her hand with a quiet growl when she used her nails on him, like she didn't know what that did to him every single time. Just for the uncontrolled way she pulled his hair and writhed against him he could have done this for hours. But Natasha was pretty clear about what she wanted right now, and he certainly wasn't averse to the idea. Not when she was rutting against him so perfectly hot and wet, just waiting to be taken.

Letting go off her slightly reddened and sensitive breast, he brought his arm under her body and rolled on his back quickly before pulling her in for a passionate kiss. His tongue sneaked into her mouth, teasing every corner of soft flesh he could reach. His hands wandered down her body to take hold of her butt and press her against him, his throbbing erection caught between their bodies just right to rub against her clit and wind her up further.

"Want to see you", he murmured huskily, between moans and greedy kisses.

[study_in_scarlet]

Natasha missed the feeling of his mouth the second he removed it, but it was only for a moment, just long enough to roll them over, before his lips found hers in a searing kiss. She could still taste the faint hint of chocolate on his tongue as she kissed him deeper, her tongue moving along his.

She let him use those strong arms of his to position her body, moaning into the kiss when he squeezed her ass and rubbed her against him, the pressure against her clit sending a shock through her.

“Back or front?” she whispered, figuring she would give him the option which way she faced, which view he got tonight. All the while she continued to rub against him, her breathing already becoming quick.

[farmboyhawk]

"Impossible choice", Clint murmured back, trying to get his sex-addled brain to make up an answer.

Natasha's body certainly was gorgeous from every angle, and he would never get tired of watching her get off on top of him. He decided that he wanted a little bit of both and gently took her shoulders to get her to sit up. Resting his weight mostly on his arms, it was easy to do the same even with her hardly noticeable weight still on him, and lean back against the back frame before pulling her back into his embrace.

She was already so wet for him that she easily sank down on him which had him moan out and gasp for air, his forehead buried against her neck as their bodies slowly connected and that overwhelming beloved feeling of being so close to her took over. He kept one arm softly wrapped around her while the other kept on working her ass, but he didn't steer her, didn't urge her to move, just let her get comfortable and get what she needed while he nibbled and sucked on her neck.

[study_in_scarlet]

“Impossible but necessary,” she replied, grinning against his lips. Of course she should have known not to underestimate Clint’s ability to find a way around it. Following his prompting she allowed him to move and moved with him, settling easy into their new position. He wasted no time after that in burying himself inside of her, and she easily took him in, every inch, a soft moan escaping her lips.

For a long moment she stayed just like that, relishing in the feel of his lips on her neck, his fingers massaging her flesh, and how he filled her so completely. No matter how often they came together like this it always felt incredible, better than she used to ever dream was possible.

Slowly she began to move, just rotating her hips a little at first. Running her hands through his hair she pulled his head up so she could kiss him again, so he could swallow her moans and sighs of pleasure.