Their relationship had been a slow burn from the complicated beginning. Respect, trust, affection; it had all built over time, gradually strengthening and changing and becoming more than either of them had ever expected. That journey wasn’t over, though. They could try to stop it, try to turn back, but they had wasted enough time with that. It was time to move forward, to continue on, and see where it took them.
Clint couldn’t remember it ever being this slow and intense and honest. Their every thoughts and feelings were spoken through touch and looks and the barest whisper of a name. He kissed her, fingers tangling in her hair while the other hand rest on her hip as they moved. His breath was coming shallower, his heart rate increasing, but he didn’t want to stop kissing her even to breathe.
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Date: 2014-09-27 10:53 pm (UTC)Clint couldn’t remember it ever being this slow and intense and honest. Their every thoughts and feelings were spoken through touch and looks and the barest whisper of a name. He kissed her, fingers tangling in her hair while the other hand rest on her hip as they moved. His breath was coming shallower, his heart rate increasing, but he didn’t want to stop kissing her even to breathe.