After so long away from her this felt like a dream. He felt that throaty chuckle of her reverberate right through his heart, and was grateful when she brought her lips back to his, wanting nothing more than to lose himself in her kiss as if he needed her to breathe.
When she pulled him closer he obeyed instantly, molding his body to hers as best he could in their current position. He wanted to surround her, invade her, never let her go. He wanted to forget all the time that had passed, all the space that had kept them apart, and how their lives had changed in the blink of an eye. He wanted to forget it all, because right now none of it mattered; right now all that mattered was her, was them, was this moment.
And then it was broken.
With Natasha tugging at his pants and talking about going to bed, Clint’s mind went a whole different direction than she intended.
“If you wanna get my pants off you only gotta ask,” he said, leaning back enough to grin at her. It all caught up to him then: that tired smile in her eyes, her wound cleaned but undressed. Unfortunately now wasn’t the time to take this further. “Just let me wrap yours up first,” he said, scratching at his beard with one hand and trying to get his breathing back under control.
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Date: 2014-04-27 03:37 pm (UTC)When she pulled him closer he obeyed instantly, molding his body to hers as best he could in their current position. He wanted to surround her, invade her, never let her go. He wanted to forget all the time that had passed, all the space that had kept them apart, and how their lives had changed in the blink of an eye. He wanted to forget it all, because right now none of it mattered; right now all that mattered was her, was them, was this moment.
And then it was broken.
With Natasha tugging at his pants and talking about going to bed, Clint’s mind went a whole different direction than she intended.
“If you wanna get my pants off you only gotta ask,” he said, leaning back enough to grin at her. It all caught up to him then: that tired smile in her eyes, her wound cleaned but undressed. Unfortunately now wasn’t the time to take this further. “Just let me wrap yours up first,” he said, scratching at his beard with one hand and trying to get his breathing back under control.