If she knew that he was the one who needed water, than she would have been more than happy to wait. She didn't need a break was all. If there was a miscommunication there, they could talk about it later, since she missed his thinking.
It's not her style to normally lay back and let anyone take care of her, but if he wants her on her back for this, she will go with the flow. It's almost difficult for her to let him do all the work, to let go. In all her time of doing things, she can't really recall anyone taking over-- one of her most silent fantasies is to be dominated, not just told to lie back, but taken in a possessive manner and shown things, really shown things.
It might be something she tells Clint later sometime if she works up her nerve. It's not easy to let go of everything, when she's still so used to keeping it all under such tight control. She does know that he likes pleasuring her and this is another form of that.
Laying back, she pulls her legs back, giving him a good angle to take her by. The kiss is sweet-- but Nat has endured all sorts of things that never brought pleasure in the long run, so a little deep breathing to find pleasure is nothing. It's tight and strange at first. There's a little sting, but it's not bad. If she lets go, and breathes, then all there is -- is clint. So much Clint. "Fuck, baby. I'm so full. This is how you feel. I can't believe that you gave this up for me. So full of you." Mmm. Then when he touches her pussy, she cries out, unable to keep herself from pressing down on him further, wanting more. "Oh god, Clint. Fuck me."
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It's not her style to normally lay back and let anyone take care of her, but if he wants her on her back for this, she will go with the flow. It's almost difficult for her to let him do all the work, to let go. In all her time of doing things, she can't really recall anyone taking over-- one of her most silent fantasies is to be dominated, not just told to lie back, but taken in a possessive manner and shown things, really shown things.
It might be something she tells Clint later sometime if she works up her nerve. It's not easy to let go of everything, when she's still so used to keeping it all under such tight control. She does know that he likes pleasuring her and this is another form of that.
Laying back, she pulls her legs back, giving him a good angle to take her by. The kiss is sweet-- but Nat has endured all sorts of things that never brought pleasure in the long run, so a little deep breathing to find pleasure is nothing. It's tight and strange at first. There's a little sting, but it's not bad. If she lets go, and breathes, then all there is -- is clint. So much Clint. "Fuck, baby. I'm so full. This is how you feel. I can't believe that you gave this up for me. So full of you." Mmm. Then when he touches her pussy, she cries out, unable to keep herself from pressing down on him further, wanting more. "Oh god, Clint. Fuck me."