Natasha keened a little when his beard tickled her sensitive skin put placed her hand on his neck to keep him right there as long as he wanted anyway. It felt much too nice to be that close to him again, to snuggle, be silly and tender with each other after all this time of violence and fear.
"Don't mind the beard. Makes you look all wild and manly and stuff", she chuckled, gently running her hand up and down his back. Her damaged arm rested on his legs, just on that side of too close to his crotch to tease him back.
Of course that beard stuff was nothing to be really amused about, it was just as much a cover as her hair and better stayed for now. But that didn't mean she should allow Clint to go all sloppy on himself. The sooner they tried to go back to some at least half-normal routine and pull their minds out of this state of shock, the better.
"It's just hell lot sexier if you don't have birds nesting in there."
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Date: 2014-05-08 10:17 am (UTC)"Don't mind the beard. Makes you look all wild and manly and stuff", she chuckled, gently running her hand up and down his back. Her damaged arm rested on his legs, just on that side of too close to his crotch to tease him back.
Of course that beard stuff was nothing to be really amused about, it was just as much a cover as her hair and better stayed for now. But that didn't mean she should allow Clint to go all sloppy on himself. The sooner they tried to go back to some at least half-normal routine and pull their minds out of this state of shock, the better.
"It's just hell lot sexier if you don't have birds nesting in there."