When Natasha gets out of the bed, Clint strips the sheets and throws them into his washer. Next time - likely later today - they should put down a towel. It's been long enough since they'd last been together that he'd forgotten how wet she gets. Especially since the last few times had been quick, brief meetings where they'd just been together to get off. This time, he'd gotten to spend his time on her, really make her come hard, more than once. He's kind of proud of the mess they'd made.
Once he puts the washer on he joins Natasha in the shower, stepping up behind her. "Maybe only fifty kids. A hundred does seem excessive."
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Date: 2023-09-29 05:37 pm (UTC)Once he puts the washer on he joins Natasha in the shower, stepping up behind her. "Maybe only fifty kids. A hundred does seem excessive."