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🕑 Added 2016-12-15 23:05:00 +0000 UTC “You want to stay with me too.”“I spend plenty of time with you, Nat. But you’re not my pet, okay, I’m not obliged to take you on walks.”
“What am I to you, then?”
“Jesus.” Clint rubbed the back of his neck. “You’re my partner, Nat.”
“Nothing else.”
“We’re not having this conversation.”
“It’s not a conversation. It’s facts. What I want. What you want.”
“What Laura wants,” Clint needled her.
Natasha pulled the bedsheet up her legs. “Laura isn’t here.”
“Goddamnit, Nat… goddamnit, you’re making me have to tell her this.”
“Look at me, Clint,” Natasha said, drawing the sheet over her thighs. It whispered over their flesh like he was touching them already. Like she needed to be touched. Just one good contact between his flesh and hers would make everything simple, would tell her what she was to him and he was to her and what she was. “
She wondered if he missed Laura. She did. She hated that feminine absence more than anything else, but she was the Black Widow and she ate what she loved.
The sheet touched her pubic hair. The red curls tingled with the fleeting contact, the cessation of the touch, the sudden ionic shift from being covered to open air. The same oxygen ran between them, but now Clint’s eyes were on them and that made all the difference. He was gazing at her womanhood, the femininity of her fleshy hips, and she had never felt more like a woman than under his eyes. She could tell he was getting excited. His eyes darkened and the bulge in his fly could not be hidden.
“You can look at me,” Natasha said, not trying to seduce, but the words came out honeyed because they were her words to him and she could not speak any other way. “See me. I’m here. I’m here.”
She reached down to her cunt, spread open the petals of the flower, let him see the first steps of the journey inside her. His member twitched as he watched her stir her sex, open it to him. He unzipped his fly, his eyes fixed on her engorged clit, the dunes of the desert bedding that could only be her breasts raising through the satin.
