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.
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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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."
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Date: 2013-11-25 11:29 pm (UTC)From:“It would be downright cruel of me to deprive you of that,” she said, her eyes traveling up the length of his body before settling on his face again. Pulling the covers back up over her shoulders, she threw her leg over his waist again and ducked her head, leaving a trail of kisses up his chest, his neck, before reclaiming his lips again as she settled back down to lay on top of him once more.
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Date: 2013-11-26 10:08 am (UTC)From:Her kisses made the building need spread out, his nipples hardening against the touch of her chest when she laid back down, and desire mingled in the way his tongue slipped into her mouth at once, much more of a challenge than a teasing touch this time.
But still his arms were pressing her gently against his body, legs firmly closing around hers, seeking out as much contact as possible. Every inch of their heated skin pressed together reminded him of what they shared, how intensive this thing between them was. That she would never allow the coldness inside to take over, just like she had promised.
His hardening length pressed against her thigh with their embrace becoming more intimate, and a soft moan interrupted his deep breaths, vibrating against her lips. His hand found its way from her waist back between her spread legs, his fingertips continuing their agonizing light touch over her center.
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Date: 2013-11-26 11:04 pm (UTC)From:She swallowed his moan, her tongue battling with his a moment longer before she broke away. Lowering her head back to his chest, she slid her body down his until their hips were even and she could feel him hard against her, right where she wanted him. Burying her face in his chest, she shifted her hips to slide her slit along the length of him, letting out a little moan herself against his skin.
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Date: 2013-11-27 02:33 pm (UTC)From:Her name was nearly a whimper of his breath against her ear, a gentle bite following on the edge as the growing tension built up again in his body.
But this time it was a good, a comfortable tension, little electric waves down to the hair on his arms. Every shiver from Natasha's hot trembling body was flowing right through him.
She was warm and wet against him, the sweetest inviting sensation that he drew out, took in just as much as their tight embrace, the wordless, deep intimacy of the moment.
The way he locked eyes with her, saw the glimmer of lust shining in the beautiful dark green color. The way he smiled at her when his breath went faster by the second.
He pressed against her in slow, light circles of his hips, right where her soft damp folds met at this tiny hardened point, his hand on her back gently pressing her against the playful movements.
His head fell back against the mattress, quiet groans on his lips, and he wasn't quite sure if it was torture or heaven but he sure as hell enjoyed it.
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Date: 2013-11-27 06:11 pm (UTC)From:She could feel his eyes on her and raised her head, propping her chin on his chest. The smile he gave her was impossible not to return, and the look in his eyes made her own breath catch. Dropping her head back to his chest when he finally broke the eye contact, the slight movements of her hips matched his. They were barely moving, just holding each other tight, but that slight friction was enough to make her moan again. “I want to feel you... inside me,” she whispered between breaths, but like everything else in that moment it wasn’t demanding or pleading, just a simple voiced desire.. She wanted to stay close to him, be as close to him as possible, and even if they moved no more than they were right now she thought it might be enough.
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Date: 2013-11-27 06:37 pm (UTC)From:It didn't hurt that her nude heated body probably wouldn't even have left his hormones cold in the middle of an ice dune.
He didn't say anything, just buried his face softly against her neck and went beck to these soft short kisses and nibbles. His hand went from her back lower, gently dipping between her legs, without the teasing this time. He thought, he could very probably just have taken her and she wouldn't have minded, and probably it would have been okay.
But this was a part of it too, a part of him, of this thing between them. Every time they left the house, there were a dozen possibilities for them to get in trouble and on a good day only half of them able to kill them. When it was just Natasha and him... Then he didn't want to take even the slightest risk of hurting her. Not like this. Not with his body when all he wanted for her was to feel good.
So he put his gently caressing fingers where they had been before, stroking through her slick folds until two digits carefully slipped inside of her, savoring her promising tight heat with soft circling movements. His hips thrust slightly upward without his doing, another moan vibrating against her neck when the tenderness mingled with more need.
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Date: 2013-11-27 07:04 pm (UTC)From:His hand slipped between her legs again but this time he didn’t tease her, didn’t draw it out, and it wasn’t long before she felt his fingers inside of her. Moaning in pleasure she pressed against them, but the way he bucked up against her had her smiling against his skin.
“That wasn’t what I meant,” she said, the smile evident in her voice. Shifting her hips she pressed against his hardness again, making it perfectly clear what she really meant. She knew she didn’t need to, that he knew perfectly well, but she also knew him, knew his ways. He had to make sure she was ready before he would press on; if there was even the slightest chance he could hurt her then he wouldn’t do anything without her coaxing.
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Date: 2013-11-27 07:54 pm (UTC)From:"Want you", he just murmured, fingers still moving softly in her heat since she didn't exactly seem to mind. Just for a few more moments, while his free hand traveled slowly down to her hips.
With a heavy, aroused sigh he finally let the other one join it and directed her softly upwards, just enough to align his cock with her slick opening. He let her take him in at her speed, just pressed up into her gently, head falling back again as sweetest warm pressure in his loins spoke of his desire for her. With his eyes half closed he watched her, just enjoying the feeling of feeling her around him.
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Date: 2013-11-27 08:24 pm (UTC)From:She kissed his chest again at the murmured words, and when he finally moved both hands to her hips she lifted them just enough, letting him position her right where he needed her. Feeling the head of his cock pressing at her opening she lowered herself over him, slowly taking him in, inch by inch, until her hips rested against his again. Letting out a sigh she sounded completely fulfilled, like a piece of her had been missing and had now been replaced. She didn’t even move at first, just adjusted to the familiar feel of him inside her, filling her. After a moment she gave a slight swivel of her hips and clenched her muscles around him just briefly.
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Date: 2013-11-28 04:25 pm (UTC)From:His words came close to a whimper but not desperately aroused, strained like yesterday. The look he was giving her from his half-closed eyes, was pure, deep pleasure. The smile going with it was telling her how much he loved not only this but her.
She was one of the biggest parts of his life, one of the few constants he knew, and wanting to feel her as close as possible was part of this feeling of belonging, to her as much as she belonged to him. Not in a way that either of them couldn't and didn't want to commit to. Just always as much as they both wanted it. There had been and still was too much force, too much duty in both their lives.
This was her giving herself over to him and being the one in control at the same time, anytime she wanted this faster, harder, until they would give in to release. Through all the growing arousal inside, there was always this new confidence of last evening shining through... That she trusted him with herself and no longer was afraid to show it.
The soft warm feeling of her lust pressing down on him sent another shudder down his back, hips arching up immediately into the touch. He let it, let his instincts and thoughts be drowned by just the heat playing between them, the tender touch of Natasha's lips on his skin.
He let her lead, let her take him like she needed it, holding her less tighter now to give her room. Just this soft, slow caressing of her back and neck he started again while he trembled against her, from both the steadily growing pulse in his loins and the overflow of emotion running through him.
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Date: 2013-11-28 11:46 pm (UTC)From:Her lips moved gently over his skin and she let out a soft noise when he arched his hips into her. It was slow, wonderful torture, the subtle movements and soft touches, but she didn’t want to rush it, didn’t want it hard and fast this time. This was something different and she wanted to savour every moment.
Rotating her hips in slow circles, she imitated the movement with her tongue around one of his taut nipples, a hand laying over his heart in an almost comforting manner as she felt him tremble beneath her.
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Date: 2013-11-29 02:19 pm (UTC)From:His hand had tightened its grip on her waist without him really realizing, pressing her closer into him again, their movements falling into a casual, still slow but common rhythm.
He was teasing her with the casual contractions of his muscles again, everytime he thrust his hips up and held her close to him, seeking touch of that one spot that would make her shiver and moan.
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Date: 2013-11-29 10:16 pm (UTC)From:Clint was certainly creative, Natasha had to give him that, and he had her moaning in no time and pressing herself harder against him with every thrust.
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Date: 2013-11-30 11:50 am (UTC)From:For now he was completely satisfied with the way she pressed down on him, more aroused by the second, and her muscles working him tightly left him no choice than going with her, melancholy falling away with every small thrust, every grinding of their bodies together. Not that he had any objections.
Panting heavily, he buried his fingers softly into the sweet curve of her ass, strong massaging fingers fueling up that growing need between them even further while her name came from his lips once more.
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Date: 2013-12-01 05:54 pm (UTC)From:She ground harder against him, the answering clench of his muscles against her leaving her panting. She answered the call of her name with his, her voice more of a whimper than anything. Her breathing grew even shorter the closer she got to her climax, and she contracted her muscles around him, keeping them tight while she rotated and ground her hips, his name becoming a mantra on her lips.
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Date: 2013-12-01 06:50 pm (UTC)From:Clint hissed out a chuckle when he felt his hormones react much faster to Natasha's skilled movements than usual. Morning workouts never brought most effective results for him. That was okay. This wasn't about records. And hearing these sweet, whimpering noises from her, feeling her clench down on him uncontrollably, he was pretty sure, she was just as close as he was.
He kept on caressing and working her flesh between his fingers while his other hand slid to her waist, pressing her down on him just where she would need it most. He answered to her circling hips with quick, hard thrusts, trying to press against her most sensitive point with every movement as the urge finally took over. Soon enough he could just give in, throwing his head back with a silent cry when he felt his height building deep in his loins.
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Date: 2013-12-01 11:48 pm (UTC)From:With every thrust she made a small noise of pleasure at the friction, Clint’s hand holding her flush against him right where she needed it. Her cries became longer and more frequent as the pace increased until he hit it just right and sent her toppling over.
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Date: 2013-12-02 07:03 pm (UTC)From:When his head fell back on the pillow, he knew, he had an absolute silly grin on his face but couldn't help it. It just felt so much better than all these depressive conversation from before, and he didn't miss press a soft, thankful kiss to Natasha's shoulder before he tried to catch his breath.
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Date: 2013-12-02 08:55 pm (UTC)From:She didn’t try to speak; what could she say right now? She felt raw and completely exposed, but that wasn’t the scary part; the frightening part was that she didn’t care, that she might even actually enjoy it. Burying her face in his chest she breathed in his scent; he smelled of love and safety and home.
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Date: 2013-12-03 05:48 pm (UTC)From:"I'm here, red. I've got you."
It was the same she had told him earlier and though for her now it might not be a nightmare but just the opposite, he knew that was something she couldn't hear often enough. He had always had her back, from the moment he had shot an arrow through her shoulder.
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Date: 2013-12-03 09:06 pm (UTC)From:Moving her hands to his chest she shifted up his body, feeling him slowly slide out of her, until she could press her lips to his in a gentle, grateful kiss.
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Date: 2013-12-03 09:48 pm (UTC)From:By now daylight had begun to settle in and he wasn't unhappy about it at all. It was kind of a relief to open his eyes and see her, see the room better again, not fear for the next bad dream kicking in soon. With a deep sigh, he rested his chin on her shoulder, trying to bring order back in that mess his hand had made of her hair, without much success.
"I'll try to not make every night that bad, promise", he mumbled, sighing again. "Can I make it up with making breakfast while you catch up with some sleep?"
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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.
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Date: 2013-12-04 03:33 pm (UTC)From:Clint grinned at that little sound she had just made but kept it for himself that it sounded absolutely adorable. Natasha was in a too good position to do damage to some vital parts to risk that.
Instead he leaned down to teasingly bite the site of her neck, nudging aside the mess of red curls with his chin.
"I like it when you're like that", he murmured. "A little disheveled and all... It makes things normal."
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