Every time he looks at her like that, with a knowing look of things beyond the realm-- understanding that he's thinking of her and yet more, something beyond what she knows, just out of reach. If only she knew that he'd been thinking of how perfect a queen she'd be to his King, she might have rolled her eyes and told him that he was slightly crazy for thinking so, but then again-- they were already doing the impossible. In the span of one shared night, they'd fallen in love so deeply that Natasha had stopped doubting herself and let Loki in so deep that she trusted him utterly and completely.
Never in her life would she have thought that she'd ever share that with another human being, beyond perhaps Clint. Although, this went beyond even that relationship. This was new and the depth was beyond anything she'd known before. It was unfounded, and yet Natasha would give her world for his. She knew that there was no world where she wouldn't lay down her life for his as well. He was truly hers as she was his. They'd made a vow, and it was stronger than any formal ceremony that could bind them anywhere else.
With a contented sigh, she nodded. "Most people prefer showers, and there are times when I'm in a rush that they work great. However, if there is time, like now a bath is far better, and to lay there with you while we talk and soak is the way I'd love to spend my evening." She moves to the bathroom, knowing that he's watching her as she does. She takes her time pulling out various bottles to add to the water once she starts it. They are a mixed bag of spices and oils to help with relaxation, restoration, and other things that concoct the most fragrant scent. She leaves the tub to fill as she moves toward the kitchen.
"I'm quite adept at going often and you are a rather strong lure yourself, my love. Trust me. It will take a lot for me to keep my hands to myself. I know they will wander and explore. I want to know every inch of your body." There are a lot of things that she's up for. He will find her very versatile in her interests and kinks. She steeps the Earl Gray in a cup of boiling water, bringing it back with a glass of wine for herself. "Here love. This still has a few minutes on it, but it should be good to go shortly."
Walking back to the bath, she shuts off the water and climbs in, her glass set upon the sill that's shaped along side the tub. It's covered in candles and little tealights, making it obvious that she use the big lighting in here often while she bathes, but rather mood lighting when she settles for any type of lengthy bath. "Behind me or across from me?" She inquires, as she waits for him.
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I did find lots of pictures out there, that was nice. Sorry for delay. Weekend company. <3
Date: 2024-03-04 03:53 pm (UTC)Never in her life would she have thought that she'd ever share that with another human being, beyond perhaps Clint. Although, this went beyond even that relationship. This was new and the depth was beyond anything she'd known before. It was unfounded, and yet Natasha would give her world for his. She knew that there was no world where she wouldn't lay down her life for his as well. He was truly hers as she was his. They'd made a vow, and it was stronger than any formal ceremony that could bind them anywhere else.
With a contented sigh, she nodded. "Most people prefer showers, and there are times when I'm in a rush that they work great. However, if there is time, like now a bath is far better, and to lay there with you while we talk and soak is the way I'd love to spend my evening." She moves to the bathroom, knowing that he's watching her as she does. She takes her time pulling out various bottles to add to the water once she starts it. They are a mixed bag of spices and oils to help with relaxation, restoration, and other things that concoct the most fragrant scent. She leaves the tub to fill as she moves toward the kitchen.
"I'm quite adept at going often and you are a rather strong lure yourself, my love. Trust me. It will take a lot for me to keep my hands to myself. I know they will wander and explore. I want to know every inch of your body." There are a lot of things that she's up for. He will find her very versatile in her interests and kinks. She steeps the Earl Gray in a cup of boiling water, bringing it back with a glass of wine for herself. "Here love. This still has a few minutes on it, but it should be good to go shortly."
Walking back to the bath, she shuts off the water and climbs in, her glass set upon the sill that's shaped along side the tub. It's covered in candles and little tealights, making it obvious that she use the big lighting in here often while she bathes, but rather mood lighting when she settles for any type of lengthy bath. "Behind me or across from me?" She inquires, as she waits for him.