[Natasha leans back against the headboard and moves her hand so she can idly run her fingers through his hair once he gets settled.]
One day you'll give yourself credit for being a catch, Clint Barton.
[She gets it, though. It's part of the lifestyle. Hard to maintain attachments to people that will just end up being targeted. Hard for other people to want to put themselves in the line of fire. Others in their line of work have found a way to manage it, but both she and Clint have a tendency to...go a bit all in on the work aspect.
[ Clint doesn't agree with her about him being a catch. He's just a divorced guy that can't manage to keep any romantic entanglement going. He's kind of over beating himself up about that, though, and he's happy being single at the moment. He's spent so many of his younger years flitting from relationship to relationship that it's good for him to be spending some time by himself. ]
Mmmhmm, it'll be the same day that you finally let yourself settle down and let one of your many suitors love you properly.
[ It's not going to be him, but he's okay with that. Their friendship is much more important to him than anything else. And so are the benefits that come with it. ]
So. I just happened to notice that we're both in my bed, naked. You wanna just keep hanging out, or do you wanna do something about this?
[She lets out a snort of laughter that illustrates how likely she thinks it is that she'll settle down. Being single is easier. For the very noble reason of keeping others out of the line of fire. And a little bit because it's hard to let yourself stand still when you've spent your whole life on the run.
A little bit.
With a grin, she gives his hair a playful little tug.]
I'm prepared to entertain an opening bid on what we could do instead of hanging out.
Well, there are a few options, [ Clint finger walks over her thigh, and then settles a hand over it. ]
We could watch a movie. I could make some coffee. We could stay here talking about both of our disastrous dating lives, all great options. [ He grins up at her from his place next to her hip and then adds, ] Or you can turn over and I can remind you of how good my mouth is.
[The comment is delivered suggestively as she moves to kneel between his legs once he's settled. With a grin, she leans up over him and drops a kiss on his mouth. She kisses her way slowly down his throat and chest from there, her fingernails ghosting across his skin as she moves.]
[ Clint's been half hard basically since he'd stripped down and joined Natasha in bed, so seeing her kiss her way downward definitely gets him the rest of the way there. Usually it starts out different since Clint is always so eager to please, but it's nice to switch things up. He's looking forward to this. ]
You're so gorgeous, [ he tells her. ] You know exactly how to turn me on.
[She winks at him as she says it, shifting further down so that her fingers are running along his abdomen as her mouth starts to move slowly up his thigh. Her teeth give his skin there a light, playful nip.]
[ Clint chuckles because they've already discussed how shyness isn't really a trait they value in a partner. He runs his fingers through Natasha's hair; her mouth and hands already feel incredible. ]
Well, considering we both like to get each other off, and we both like getting off, I'd say that's true. It helps that we trust each other.
You know how I know we're getting old? Trust makes the top three appealing qualities in the bedroom.
[She can't help but laugh a little, grinning up at him. Though there's definitely an edge of mischief to it. The reason why becomes apparent when she moves in and takes a long, slow lick up the underside of his shaft.]
Hey, we can trust each other and still be adventurous. It doesn't have to be one or the other, [ he laughs.
But then he stops immediately, because Natasha moves, and then her tongue is on his dick. There's not much room for thought after that, just the feeling of Nat's amazing mouth on him. ]
[ He should have known that Natasha wants to tease. Not that he minds. But where Clint likes to see how fast and how many, Natasha likes to see how desperate Clint gets. He kind of loves it. ]
[They certainly have very different approaches, but it works. She loves to see how long she can keep him hovering on the edge before he can't take it anymore.
His appreciative murmur is met with a low hum of agreement. She glances up at him with a pointed arch of her eyebrow and lets her mouth slide off him for a moment.] That's sort of the point. [She flashes him a grin before she continues at the same pace, grazing her nails lightly along his hip.]
[ All Clint can do is sit back and enjoy himself, so he does. He trails his fingers over Natasha's hair, over her shoulders. ]
You're so gorgeous, [ he tells her. ] God, you look so good.
[ She always does, but Clint especially loves it when she's being herself, which only really happens when she's with people she trusts, Clint counted among that small number. ]
[She's glad when she can tell he's settling in to enjoy it, looking up at him with a spark of warm amusement in her eyes as his fingers run over her hair. One of her hands squeezes his thigh gently and she starts to move her head up and down a bit faster, obviously enjoying herself as she works him over to see what reaction she can elicit.]
[ It's not just Natasha's mouth making him feel good. The way she runs her nails over his sensitive skin drives him nearly mad with want. ] Nat, babe, [ he gasps. ] Fuck.
[ She's so good at this. It's incredible. Clint knows he's a lucky man, to have Natasha like this, and he will not take it for granted. ]
[Natasha enjoys seeing what kind of reactions she can get out of her partner in the bedroom, and she particularly enjoys Clint's. She likes the way he surrenders himself to the moment, and the way he seems to enjoy being teased as much as she enjoys teasing.
Her mouth slides off of him, her hand wrapping around him to stroke his shaft as she kisses his hip and then nips his skin lightly with her teeth. Her head turns and she exhales warmly against his length.] You'll have to tell me when you've had enough.
[ Clint has always liked sex and he's definitely not one to turn it down. If Natasha hadn't wanted to, he obviously would have respected that, but at the same time, he's sure she had an ulterior motive when she came to his house and took all her clothes off.
He's not complaining.
Clint lets himself fully feel Natasha's mouth and hand on him. It's really good, just like always, but if she wants more from him, they're going to have to stop eventually. ]
It depends on what you want, [ He breathes. ] You want my dick, we should think about stopping so I can give you that.
[It's true - there's other places she could've gone. And she could've easily put on some of his clothes before he came home.
But they always have fun in bed, and sometimes she likes to surprise him.
Her grin looks a little wicked as she draws a slow line up his shaft with the tip of her tongue.]
Oh, I'll want it later. I think I'm equal to the challenge of getting you hard again. [She takes him back into her mouth at that, working him over at a quicker pace as her fingernails ghost along his skin.]
You can have whatever you want, babe, as long as you keep doing that.
[ He brushes his hands over her hair again, making sure not to guide her at all, just to show that he's there, and that he appreciates it.
It's pretty clear that she's trying to get him off now, though, with the way she's moving and the nails against his skin. Clint closes his eyes and lets himself enjoy it. ]
[His comment is met with an amused hum, like she might chuckle if she didn't have her mouth full. Her hands slide down to give his thighs a playful squeeze.
She's glad to see his eyes closed, and she takes in the way he's clearly letting himself indulge in the moment. Between that and the fingers running carefully over her hair, she's prepared to consider it a sign. Her hands run back up, her thumbs stroking over his hipbones, using their past experiences as a map to move her mouth on his shaft in a w ay she knows he likes.]
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One day you'll give yourself credit for being a catch, Clint Barton.
[She gets it, though. It's part of the lifestyle. Hard to maintain attachments to people that will just end up being targeted. Hard for other people to want to put themselves in the line of fire. Others in their line of work have found a way to manage it, but both she and Clint have a tendency to...go a bit all in on the work aspect.
Their friendship definitely works better.]
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Mmmhmm, it'll be the same day that you finally let yourself settle down and let one of your many suitors love you properly.
[ It's not going to be him, but he's okay with that. Their friendship is much more important to him than anything else. And so are the benefits that come with it. ]
So. I just happened to notice that we're both in my bed, naked. You wanna just keep hanging out, or do you wanna do something about this?
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A little bit.
With a grin, she gives his hair a playful little tug.]
I'm prepared to entertain an opening bid on what we could do instead of hanging out.
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We could watch a movie. I could make some coffee. We could stay here talking about both of our disastrous dating lives, all great options. [ He grins up at her from his place next to her hip and then adds, ] Or you can turn over and I can remind you of how good my mouth is.
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Lots of interesting options there. And you do have a very good mouth. Though my counter opening bid is that I remind you how good my mouth is.
[She knows Clint loves giving oral. But she does enjoy indulging him as well.]
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Yeah? [ He asks, grinning a little. ] You know I'm not gonna say no to that.
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[She's smirking a little as she meets his eyes, punctuating her answer with a quick wiggle of her eyebrows.]
Get comfortable. You can return the favor after.
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This good?
[ He'll do whatever she wants. Natasha is his weakness, honestly. He should be ashamed of it, but he really isn't. ]
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[The comment is delivered suggestively as she moves to kneel between his legs once he's settled. With a grin, she leans up over him and drops a kiss on his mouth. She kisses her way slowly down his throat and chest from there, her fingernails ghosting across his skin as she moves.]
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You're so gorgeous, [ he tells her. ] You know exactly how to turn me on.
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[She winks at him as she says it, shifting further down so that her fingers are running along his abdomen as her mouth starts to move slowly up his thigh. Her teeth give his skin there a light, playful nip.]
And that we generally enjoy the same things.
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Well, considering we both like to get each other off, and we both like getting off, I'd say that's true. It helps that we trust each other.
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[She can't help but laugh a little, grinning up at him. Though there's definitely an edge of mischief to it. The reason why becomes apparent when she moves in and takes a long, slow lick up the underside of his shaft.]
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But then he stops immediately, because Natasha moves, and then her tongue is on his dick. There's not much room for thought after that, just the feeling of Nat's amazing mouth on him. ]
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The best of both worlds, hmm?
[She lowers her head and lets her lips wrap around him, following her hand up and down his length at a pace she knows is teasingly slow.]
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Fuck, Nat, [ He murmurs. ] Feels good.
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His appreciative murmur is met with a low hum of agreement. She glances up at him with a pointed arch of her eyebrow and lets her mouth slide off him for a moment.] That's sort of the point. [She flashes him a grin before she continues at the same pace, grazing her nails lightly along his hip.]
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You're so gorgeous, [ he tells her. ] God, you look so good.
[ She always does, but Clint especially loves it when she's being herself, which only really happens when she's with people she trusts, Clint counted among that small number. ]
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[ She's so good at this. It's incredible. Clint knows he's a lucky man, to have Natasha like this, and he will not take it for granted. ]
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Her mouth slides off of him, her hand wrapping around him to stroke his shaft as she kisses his hip and then nips his skin lightly with her teeth. Her head turns and she exhales warmly against his length.] You'll have to tell me when you've had enough.
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He's not complaining.
Clint lets himself fully feel Natasha's mouth and hand on him. It's really good, just like always, but if she wants more from him, they're going to have to stop eventually. ]
It depends on what you want, [ He breathes. ] You want my dick, we should think about stopping so I can give you that.
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But they always have fun in bed, and sometimes she likes to surprise him.
Her grin looks a little wicked as she draws a slow line up his shaft with the tip of her tongue.]
Oh, I'll want it later. I think I'm equal to the challenge of getting you hard again. [She takes him back into her mouth at that, working him over at a quicker pace as her fingernails ghost along his skin.]
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[ He brushes his hands over her hair again, making sure not to guide her at all, just to show that he's there, and that he appreciates it.
It's pretty clear that she's trying to get him off now, though, with the way she's moving and the nails against his skin. Clint closes his eyes and lets himself enjoy it. ]
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She's glad to see his eyes closed, and she takes in the way he's clearly letting himself indulge in the moment. Between that and the fingers running carefully over her hair, she's prepared to consider it a sign. Her hands run back up, her thumbs stroking over his hipbones, using their past experiences as a map to move her mouth on his shaft in a w ay she knows he likes.]
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