[She says by way of the table cloth, voice raw and deeper than it had been mere seconds previously. The scream that he'd torn from her vocal chords would have horrified any professional singer, the strain on the larynx enough to render anyone hoarse for the span of a few good days. This little tryst would be remembered for more than hours it took them both to recover from it when they decided they were done.
Two elbows press up her head so that she can look down at the man who has given her one of the more stunning orgasms in her life. ]
Fuck, you're really good at that. I'm glad we connected. I'm more than ready for you, I'd say.
[Before he's even allowed to begin to disrobe further, Natasha sits up and yanks his mouth against hers. She wants to taste the deep musk of her body on his lips. She wants to feel the pounding of his heart against her breasts. She knows that he's got to be heavy and aching, and while she wants to have him long and hard in her mouth, she'll wait. It's the kiss that can't, the connection. It's a settling of a probable puzzle piece locking into a place that fits the time and situation. They fit and match. It doesn't matter if they want to, one is kindling to the other's fire and Natasha only wants more.
Watching him disrobe, she grins widely at his eagerness, enjoying the way his cock jumps out at her, pointing to exactly what it wants. ]
Looks like someone knows what he wants.
[There's a mild shrug at the mention of the condom. The gift they gave her when she graduated from the red room was a hysterectomy. There's no way she could get pregnant, and Tony's got her on a set of wonder drugs that's supposed to keep her from getting any sort of virus. Her biggest fear is Hep B, but she's taken the vaccination. Looking into those bright blue eyes, a part of her wants to run through the barbed wire fence and be dangerous. It's not like she doesn't every day. ]
We could run the risk of disease. I'm clean, checked and all that and don't have the parts to make a baby. Up to you. I love skin on skin. I want to feel you, if you want to know the truth. I want to feel every bit of skin I can while you fuck me.
[Maybe she'd change her mind if she knew what he did, maybe she wouldn't. He knows that she's slept around, she obviously knows that he has, and yet all she can do is reach for him and open her legs. Her body calling like a port in a storm. ]
Fuck me Jesse. Please, for god's sake, just fuck me.
no subject
[She says by way of the table cloth, voice raw and deeper than it had been mere seconds previously. The scream that he'd torn from her vocal chords would have horrified any professional singer, the strain on the larynx enough to render anyone hoarse for the span of a few good days. This little tryst would be remembered for more than hours it took them both to recover from it when they decided they were done.
Two elbows press up her head so that she can look down at the man who has given her one of the more stunning orgasms in her life. ]
Fuck, you're really good at that. I'm glad we connected. I'm more than ready for you, I'd say.
[Before he's even allowed to begin to disrobe further, Natasha sits up and yanks his mouth against hers. She wants to taste the deep musk of her body on his lips. She wants to feel the pounding of his heart against her breasts. She knows that he's got to be heavy and aching, and while she wants to have him long and hard in her mouth, she'll wait. It's the kiss that can't, the connection. It's a settling of a probable puzzle piece locking into a place that fits the time and situation. They fit and match. It doesn't matter if they want to, one is kindling to the other's fire and Natasha only wants more.
Watching him disrobe, she grins widely at his eagerness, enjoying the way his cock jumps out at her, pointing to exactly what it wants. ]
Looks like someone knows what he wants.
[There's a mild shrug at the mention of the condom. The gift they gave her when she graduated from the red room was a hysterectomy. There's no way she could get pregnant, and Tony's got her on a set of wonder drugs that's supposed to keep her from getting any sort of virus. Her biggest fear is Hep B, but she's taken the vaccination. Looking into those bright blue eyes, a part of her wants to run through the barbed wire fence and be dangerous. It's not like she doesn't every day. ]
We could run the risk of disease. I'm clean, checked and all that and don't have the parts to make a baby. Up to you. I love skin on skin. I want to feel you, if you want to know the truth. I want to feel every bit of skin I can while you fuck me.
[Maybe she'd change her mind if she knew what he did, maybe she wouldn't. He knows that she's slept around, she obviously knows that he has, and yet all she can do is reach for him and open her legs. Her body calling like a port in a storm. ]
Fuck me Jesse. Please, for god's sake, just fuck me.