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"You don't have to pick, babe," Clint assures her as she moves up his body. "You know I'll give you whatever you want." He needs a bit more time before his dick will get hard again, but he's more than willing to fuck her again once he can. He brings his hand up and runs his fingers over her hips and ass, getting a handful and pulling her down onto his mouth.

His come is leaking out of her and Clint draws his tongue over her folds, taking in their mingled flavour. He sucks her clit into his mouth, guides her hips so that she's riding him, grinding down against him.

"Oh, I know I didn't have to pick between the two. You merely asked if it was because of your dick or because you could get me off, and I saying I would never pick. Cause you turn me into a slut just for you every single time I see you. I'm always yours and only yours when we are together, and I love it." Natasha would never talk dirty for anyone but Clint. He was the only one that she'd tear her mouth up for, and love every second of it.

It felt good to let go and not always have to be completely in charge of every single thing, to say that she'd be a slut for someone, and only that person-- doing whatever they wanted and she knew that he loved it when she sat on his face. It may bring her to orgasm, but the noises he made as he gripped her hips and yanked her forward turned her on every bit as much as his tongue and mouth sucking against her clit.

"Fuck, baby. I'm so damn sensitive. You're going to make me crazy like this." She knows she's already super-sensitive, but Clint knows exactly the right amount of pressure, and when to let up to let her breathe, and then when to dive back in again to pull her right back up to heaving again. Nat rolls her hips down against his mouth, and moans loudly, running her hands over her breasts to pull and pluck at her nipples.

Clint can't exactly respond with his mouth otherwise occupied, so he tries his best to convey how he feels with his mouth alone. Nat is so wet for him. He feels like he should be impressed at that, but instead, he just keeps moving his mouth. He's determined to get her off as many times as she needs him to, and if she wants his fingers after he uses his mouth, she's got them.

Clint fucks his tongue into Natasha, over and over again. He brings his hand up so that he can thumb her clit now. He wants her to move, wants her to use him to get herself off. Clint doesn't mind being a means to an end, in fact, he relishes it.

When it comes to knowing how to please a woman, Clint is a damn expert. There's literally no one that Natasha knows who is so very willing to do so much to get her off as often as she needs or wants when they have sex. He may not be able to say a word with his mouth tied up in her pussy, but she can feel the way he moves it and the vibrations from his enjoyment.

Grinding down against his face, Nat rolls her hips so that he can suck at her clit and pull the orgasm from her. She's literally right on the edge with his tongue fucking her. She begins to breathe heavy, little tiny moans dripping quicker and quicker from her lips, and then suddenly his thumb rubs against her and she's gone again.

"Jesus, Clint. Oh fuck, I'm coming, fuck, fuck, fuck. oh. oh. oh. yeaaaah....baby." The words are loud and some slurred through the pleasure, she presses down hard to keep the orgasm going for as long as possible, extending the life of the clitoral orgasm for at least a minute before she drops back off his face and lays back against him to catch her breath. "Dear Saints alive, that was so fucking good, you are so good at that." She pants, feeling boneless from how hard she came.

Clint lets Natasha ride out her orgasm against his mouth. She's always so responsive when she's with him, so he knows without a doubt that she's enjoying herself. He holds her there, against his face so that she can keep coming as long as possible, using his tongue to pleasure her at the same time. Finally, she moves off of him, and he gathers her up into his arms. "Feel good?" he asks with a chuckle. It's pretty clear that she does.

Clint leans over her and presses his lips to hers, fitting a hand around her hip. He lets her set the pace of the kiss, because it will determine if she wants more, or if they're done for now. This is the one case where he can't predict what he wants, and it will dictate whether or not they're in for a night of marathon sex, or if they're getting some dinner.

It takes a few more seconds to orient herself, even when he rolls around on top of her. His weight is so perfect. There's nothing better than feeling him laying there against her like this. She leans into the kiss and happily deepens it, tasting herself on his tongue that sweet musky flavor. Her legs draw him in tight and close, trying to feel what he desires.

It's not only her pleasure she seeks, it's his. Natasha wants Clint to be more than satisfied with their night. "I feel fantastic, what about you. What are you feeling, babe?" She rolls her hips against him and slides her hand along his chest, flicking her finger tip over his nipple. She pulls and tugs at it gently, testing to see if he's sensitive or feeling done for the evening. She can always go for him, but she would never push.

Clint's dick still isn't quite ready for another round but he has hands for that. Or they can always take a break and pick it back up later. The fact of the matter is: "I asked you first." He nips her lower lip and gets a hand under her ass. It's still so perfect. Natasha really does take care of her body.

He gasps when she rolls her hips, when she flicks his nipple. The night doesn't need to be over unless she wants it to be. "You're the one that needed to scratch an itch. I'm here to do that for you."

"Maybe it needed to be scratched, but it's all about wanting you." There's more to this than her pleasure, and while Clint really might be in it for giving, she enjoys it every bit as much. There's so much to offer when they are together. She loves to make him gasp and moan for her, it gets her off in a different way. It's a great deal of what makes her so wet for him.

Licking his lips, she kisses him again and then drags her teeth over his neck and up to his ear, tugging at it playfully. "Got any new toys you want to play with? I'm happy to try them out on you or me."

Clint presses a kiss to her neck, draws one of his big hands up to cup her tit. It seems like whenever they're in this type of situation with Natasha, he can't stop touching her. "Glad I could be of service," he teases. He knows that he and Nat aren't always into the same things, but that's fine. That's why they both see other people. There's no jealousy between them, and Clint is just as happy to hear about her exploits as he is to have her in his bed.

That being said, he does get a bit more adventurous when Natasha is around.

He kisses her back, licking into her mouth and then tilts his head for her as he thinks about it. "Well, you know I like getting fucked," he says, "I have a vibrating butt plug if you wanna try that. Or you can take a look at my dildos and put on a show for me. Or we can go out for a drink and I can finger you under the bar. Lots of options."

Feeling this way with Clint is always refreshing. Maybe it's only sex, but between them she knows that it's always deeper no matter how many times they do it. No matter what happens, he always knows what she wants and needs and the way he touches her will always fill that need. His hand at her breast sends more shivers along her skin, and it waves with prickled flesh. She laughs softly.

"I think you should go get that butt plug and I'll get you nice and warmed up for me that way. It's been a while since I've gotten control over the toys. Though next time we go out, I'm taking you up for that fingering."

"Yeah, sure," Clint replies. He gets up, giving Nat a nice view of his naked body, and digs the plug out of a drawer. It's powered by an app, but he's already installed it. Once he's got it in, Natasha can take over. He brings it over and spreads back out on the bed, grabbing his lube on the way.

"You wanna stretch me or do you wanna watch?"

Shit, he's so damn gorgeous and something Nat will never get tired of watching walk across the bedroom no matter how many times she gets to see it. It's like touching him will never grow tired. There's a spark that always stirs deep inside, sending jolts of wicked attraction straight to her core whenever it comes to Clint.

With a lick of her lips, she grins. "Oh, I'll be happy to do it for you if that's alright for you." She reaches out and takes the lube from Clint, moving to her knees to let him situate himself in the position most comfortable for him. She plans to enjoy this in more ways than one.

Clint's not nervous about this, not with Nat. Besides, his ass has seen enough action that he knows what feels good and what doesn't, and he can communicate with Natasha if something isn't feeling right. Not that he expects that to happen. Natasha is very good at sex.

He hands the lube over with a nod, absolutely happy to have Nat do the work. He gets onto his hands and knees for her, sticking his ass up. "You ever think you'd be finger fucking me?" he laughs.

This isn't exactly her first rodeo so to speak in doing something like this. This would be her first time with Clint, but Nat enjoys making men feel good in all different ways and so she's taken time learning how to finger one while giving a blow job. There are a lot of differing preferences.

With his ass in the air, Nat moves behind Clint and sides her hands across his smooth cheeks. "You know, I never thought I'd be behind you like this, but I did think about having my fingers in you a few times when I was giving you a blow job. I always forgot to ask about it. Now, that I have permission..." She bends over and kisses the slope of his ass.

Licking along her lips, she dips in further, bowing her head and teases him by running her tongue around the tight ring of muscle at his entrance, feeling the way it moves instantly as she touches it. "Ever think I'd do this?" She laughs softly and then laps across the tiny hole, with several long and slow strokes, eventually pushing in-- fucking him with her tongue much the same way he does to her. Fuck how she's been wanting to do this for a while now.

"You coulda just done it," Clint laughs. He's had a lot more than just fingers in there now. "You know I'll just tell you if I don't like something." It's in the past now, and they're communicating what they want, so it doesn't matter. Clint leans back as she literally kisses his ass and then bites back a moan.

Clint has definitely been on the receiving end of things more often than not, and he's been rimmed before, but never by a woman. Usually when he's with them, there's almost a list of things they do, but Nat has always been full of surprises. He pushes back against her mouth, choking back a moan.

It's been a while since Natasha's had the opportunity or the desire to do this to anyone. It's not every day that she cares enough about anyone she's with to want to really take the time to give them this type of pleasure. Running her hand up and over Clint's leg, she offers a moan against his skin, burying her hot wet tongue inside him several times over. She laves across the entire area, using her thumb to gently rub along his taint back and forth while she pushes him to moan for her a few more times.

Taking a lubed finger, she pulls back after a few more choice laps and presses it inside him. Nat takes her time, getting used to the way those tight muscular walls push and pull at her slender digit seemingly all at once. Curling it, she twists and slowly opens him up while exploring him. Pulling away, she pushes back in-- this time more aware of how his body feels and how to find that tiny little bundle of nerves she knows exists. "That's it..." She encourages.

Nat uses one finger to fuck him for a while, and then adds a second, and widens him up. "Fuck baby, you're so damn tight for me. If I was a man, I'd be so hard right now, as it is you're making me wet thinking about it." She loves the way a man can react like this. It's beautiful to lay them up and out, to push them to a place, like they do for her when she's stimulated inside.

Everything that Natasha is doing feels incredible for Clint. It's so, so good and he's surprised that he'd never thought to ask her for this. He's always known that she's the more adventurous of the two of them and he should have known that she would be up for a little butt play. He gasps as she licks over his entrance, pushes back against her mouth a little, and then take a breath when she gives him a moment to breath.

"Fuck Nat," he gasps. "That feels really fucking good."

He presses back against her fingers, taking what she's giving him with ease. "Yeah, you should definitely fuck me sometime. I bet you'd love it."

It's not so much about adventure as it is about making the other person feel as good as possible. Nat's all about doing what it takes. Maybe she'll go further to make her partners fall apart than other people will, but Natasha's been with a number of people that like a variety of things, and given her upbringing she's not sure if it's made her twisted in some way, or if it's a release. Whatever it is, this is wonderful and freeing, and watching Clint makes her moan softly when she adds a third finger. He's experienced, and so this is all smooth and easy. Still, his reactions have her wanting to come from watching him.

After a little bit, she grabs the plug and after lubing it up she pushes it in, playing with it back and forth. It's not fun if she can't fuck him some with it. It's not a vibrator, per se, but it works him over a little. Pushing it in the final time, Nat flicks on the switch and lets it begin to slowly vibrate inside him.

She moves around and licks up the underside of his sac, flicking her tongue against the base of his cock. "Tell me how that feels... " She turns it up a little.

Natasha stretches him out nicely before she presses the plug in. Clint loves the feeling of being full, which is probably why he's never asked to switch it up with his male partners. He takes in a breath and drops his head between his shoulders to get used to the feeling, but soon, he's rolling back onto his back for Natasha, legs spread, ready for anything she wants.

"It's good, tight," he tells her. "You feeling good? Need some relief?" he's still got hands, and a mouth, and dildos if she really needs that. "I got more toys if you need dick, but you know I can take care of you too."

There's this look in his eyes that Nat's never seen before, a pliancy to Clint that she revels in. This is why she'd never ask him to stay faithful to her, and her alone. She can give him a form of this-- but it's not the same and she understands that. No matter what she likes or wants, she understands this. She can certainly enjoy it, however. She takes his cock, as soft or half-hard as it may be, and pulls the whole thing into her mouth.

It's so much easier to enjoy when he's like this. She can feel all of him. She pulls away and works him over with her lips, focusing fully on his pleasure when he's filled to completion. She may be soaking, but he will feel it eventually. She has plans enough for that as well.

"Nat," Clint breathes, but then is completely distracted by the sensations. The plug feels so good, and Natasha is making him feel even better. He lies back and takes a deep breath, lets her do whatever it is she wants to him, but he knows Natasha. He knows how hot this is making her and he wants her to feel just as good as he does in this moment.

Natasha's never mentioned being enhanced, but when they're together, they go for hours, and she never tires, not like Clint does. He doesn't mind though, since she lets him pleasure her in other ways. Speaking of, he's got some toys here that he uses just on her, and he reaches for a tiny little bullet vibrator and then he pushes her on her back. "Let me," and then he turns the vibe on and starts to tease just above her clit. "We can do each other."

Absorbed in all the pleasure she's taking from working Clint's dick. Nat doesn't even think about herself. She can certainly feel the dark throb between her legs and the wetness that has made her thighs a damp nightmare now, but she keeps her ass in the air and rocks back and forth lightly offering herself a little stimuli to keep it from bothering her too much. It's not often that she gets to keep herself so focused on Clint like this.

That's why it shouldn't, but still does take her by surprise when he takes her in and rolls her over onto her back, covering her body with his again. She gasps and licks at her lips, taking all the flavors she's pulled from him in. God it's such a rush. "Jesus, Clint. You can never just let me." She pants out on a half moan, tipping her head back when he begins to rub the little bullet at her clit, vibrating it at exactly the right speed. She finds his mouth and forces her tongue into it, clinging to him at the quick overly intense fluctuations of pleasure that begin spinning through her core.

Edited 2023-09-07 15:17 (UTC)

Sometimes it's hard to find a rhythm when both people in the bed are givers. Clint's shown that side of his to all of his lovers, and Natasha specifically has been on the receiving end of how much he loves to please. It's hard for him to just lay back and let her work his dick back up with the vibrator buzzing happily in his ass. He's turned on enough that he know it won't be long before she can have him again, but he's not quite there yet. And Natasha deserves to get off.

He doesn't care if she's so wet that he needs to change the sheets. In fact, he hopes that he can work her up to that level.

"You're so fucking wet," he murmurs, kissing his way up her neck. "So fucking hot, Nat." He joins into the kiss eagerly, licking into her mouth as he teases her clit. He doesn't let himself get too distracted, not by Nat's mouth, and not by the buzzing shocks going straight to his dick. He reaches next to the bed, digs around for a dildo, and then shifts them again so that he can bend Natasha over, thighs pressed against her stomach.

"How wet do you think I can get you with this?"

There are times when Natasha is content enough to let Clint get her off over and over while he only gets pleasured but once. The problem is that occasionally she has such a craving for him, that her pleasure is only made perfect by his as well. Now, there's no doubt in her head that he enjoys watching her drip and soak herself for him, and him alone. No one else in this damn world can affect her like this, because she never lets go completely like she does with Clint.

Giving into his desire finally, she lets him grab at the dildo he has next to the bed. She can get off for him several more times. Fuck, she's so completely worked up that even having that minor attention to her clit almost drags her over the edge.

"Clint... you know that your the only one who can soak me like this. So fucking wet for you. You're gonna make me come with that. Fuck me, and don't hold back." She looks at him and slides her body against his, letting her legs move along his so that he can feel how slick they are. "Mnn, fuck me Clint."

Clint takes Natasha's hand and presses it against the vibrator, letting her take over that side of things. Teasingly, he slides the dildo into her, leaning over a little to lick the moisture off one of her thighs. He doesn't press the toy in far, though, concentrating instead on nudging her g-spot with every movement.

Natasha has a lot of sex, whether for work, or for pleasure, but Clint knows that no one ever gives her this type of undivided attention. No one else cares as much about her getting off as Clint does, and he's going to show her that again and again. He licks her other thigh, then, letting the flavour of her sit on his tongue for a moment.

"Come on sweetheart, show me how good it is. Show me how wet you can get." He'll fuck her properly as soon as she's coming, making her come again. After that, who knows. Clint will let Natasha decide.

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