The pain is only so much pleasure when it's like this. There's a sting, but the way it's wrapped around how she feels and tied in with all the other sensations it hits that pain/pleasure boundary she loves so much but doesn't get to really tap into too often and it has her pushing against him with a quiet whimper of a moan. Her face is nothing but her face tight and her lip pulled between her teeth. Her eyes are what tell the story-- dark and full of heady desperation for more of him, more of this.

Taking her legs, she follows his directions-- loving that he's telling her what to do, and not asking. This is the Clint she loves, the one that peeks out occasionally. Rocking back against him when he starts to move, Nat moans, and whines in pleasure with every press of his hips. She loves the sound of his hips as they smack her ass in a new and different way. There's never been a time she's felt full like this, it's so incredibly different than when he takes her the other way. No direct rubbing against her g-spot, but she can feel another form of intense pleasure building. It's deep and she can't help but begin to pant and groan.

When he tells her to touch her pussy, She releases one of her legs, and begins to roll her fingers over her clit, and then begins to finger bang herself too. She goes back and forth, extending out the pleasure-- because it feels so fucking good. "Fuck, Clint. I fucking want you like this forever too. I love it when you're touching me, and filling me so good. I can feel, god. It's so new..."