Date: 2023-09-27 08:55 pm (UTC)
blackhourglass: Credit @ hallowedartists (pic#16569270)
His sudden admission of jealousy makes her laugh and shake her head. Once pulled on top of him, she folds her hands across his chest, pillowing her chin and looks him in the eyes. "Wait, so all those fights we had about my work. That was because you were jealous of the guys? Clint... I was jealous of the guys and girls. I hated thinking that I can't be enough for you. I always hated that there was the one thing that the guys can give you that I can't." She turns her head a little and looks away.

There's still that feeling deep in her gut that no matter how much she loves him, she'll never be enough. They'd only been talking about a threesome not that long ago. Not that she wouldn't still do it if it was something he really wanted, but she hated the thought of someone fucking him, filling him like he filled her-- there was such an intimate connection when he did that. It made her feel loved in a way she could never explain, and she always got jealous thinking he was feeling that from someone. She knew she could do her best to give it to him, but it would never be exactly the same.

All she wanted was to be in his arms for the night. Yes, they needed to shower and change the sheets, but she wanted to get this all out in to the air first. Moving her arm, she kissed his chest. "I love you more than I have ever thought I could love another person Clint. It's hard ... to think about anyone else." She shrugged. I don't want to be with anyone but you."
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