Natasha let out a breath she had been holding when the decision was made and Clint started to move. She even smiled and ducked her head briefly. Only he was capable of making her feel like she was a teenager that still got nervous in those first few moments. It wasn't like they hadn't seen each other naked. It wasn't like they hadn't been together before. But it was still exciting and worth the anticipation.
She kissed him softly on the lips and corrected his course only once when it seemed he might unintentionally pull them into a closet rather than the bathroom. There was nothing wrong with being dependent on each other right now. Natasha needed him to anchor her after everything that had happened.
Because if she had no Clint there to trust and to keep her steady, then she really was in danger of cracking. As much as she was capable of completing missions without him, she still needed to be able to return to him. To know he was there. To know they both survived.
They reached the bathroom and Natasha moved out of the embrace just enough so that she could start to undress him. She was careful with his shoulder as she got him out of his shirt, her fingers running over his skin but this time it was with reverence, not the concern of someone checking for wounds.
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Date: 2014-09-06 12:10 am (UTC)She kissed him softly on the lips and corrected his course only once when it seemed he might unintentionally pull them into a closet rather than the bathroom. There was nothing wrong with being dependent on each other right now. Natasha needed him to anchor her after everything that had happened.
Because if she had no Clint there to trust and to keep her steady, then she really was in danger of cracking. As much as she was capable of completing missions without him, she still needed to be able to return to him. To know he was there. To know they both survived.
They reached the bathroom and Natasha moved out of the embrace just enough so that she could start to undress him. She was careful with his shoulder as she got him out of his shirt, her fingers running over his skin but this time it was with reverence, not the concern of someone checking for wounds.