Her breath was ragged and her voice cracked as she moaned, the emotions brought forward by knowing what he had been about to say - or at least hoping it was what she assumed - threatening to drown Natasha. She gave a nod as her hand gripped the back of his neck tightly and she moved forward just a little as she tried to take him even further in. "Me too, Clint. Bozhe moi, me too."
Again she kissed him deeply, letting the archer swallow the moans for her as she gripped the edge of the counter with her other hand. Her hips rolled as she moved with him, each thrust bringing them closer and closer.
Natasha's body trembled and tightened in warning, her teeth scraping against his bottom lip before she broke the kiss. "Clint, I'm--" She was close. So very, very close and she needed him to dive over that edge with her.
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Date: 2014-09-30 06:58 am (UTC)Again she kissed him deeply, letting the archer swallow the moans for her as she gripped the edge of the counter with her other hand. Her hips rolled as she moved with him, each thrust bringing them closer and closer.
Natasha's body trembled and tightened in warning, her teeth scraping against his bottom lip before she broke the kiss. "Clint, I'm--" She was close. So very, very close and she needed him to dive over that edge with her.