[He enters her heat. The angle and the position make it a rough, tight fit. Natasha's teasing had coated his cock completely so the motion is not uncomfortable. Matt kisses her shoulder and takes a nip of the flesh there.]
I've got you.
[And he won't deny their needs any more as he starts a steady, brutal pace right there on the floor.]
[ She lets out a loud cry at him entering her, stretching her walls and filling her up in one swift motion. But it's anything but painful. One of her hands grabs his hip and nails dig in as he starts to move.
She cries out again, a 'yes' along with something in Russian, loud, not holding back, her neighbors be damned. ]
[ She doesn't answer him right away, keening at the way he feels inside her, moving her hand to grip at one of his buttocks the way he grips at her breast.
Eventually, panting, ]
More. Harder. Please.
[ She feels so close, her wetness leaking out along the backs of her thighs and onto the floor as Matt continues his already brutal pace. ]
[He hisses and tenses. Her nails are going to mark him up. Good. Matt doesn't have enough hands to content him with touching her. If there's one thing he can do is keep fucking her the way she wants it.]
Okay.
[She's so, so wet. He fights to not cum right now like this until they're done. Matt moves to lift one of her legs and allow him more space with less resistance. His fingers pinch at her nipple and he leans to bite her shoulder and moan. So close. He's so fucking close.]
[ She lets out a sharp cry, eyes squeezing shut, mouth remaining open, feeling her body almost, almost.... ]
Matt--!
[ A yell rips from her as she comes all over him, between her thighs, one hand still gripping him, the other scratching at the floor. Her hips jerk and rock as she rides out her orgasm, not even trying to restrain herself or thinking to. ]
[That exact moment shoves all the air from his lungs. Her whole body is tense and has him so completely enthralled.]
Tasha...
[It's a low, rough groan that tampers off to rough, open mouthed panting as he comes, movements erratic as he spills into her. She's beautiful like this, trusting and unbound.]
[ She says his name again, moaning as she feels him come inside her. Having missed him, missed them joining like this. He's apart of her. He has been for a while now. It wasn't until she contemplated leaving him that she knew she'd be tearing out a part of her own heart. She was tired of doing that.
Once she's completely spent, Natasha leans back against him, limp and trying to catch her breath. ]
[The tension and nerves finally burnt away. He feels lighter, less troubled and worried. They've answered a question neither have spoken just yet. Matt can't really speak yet in words. His teeth drag as they release her skin and he kisses the same spot, gently, lovingly before he drops his head to her shoulder to shiver and pant as he comes down.]
[ When she doesn't hear any verbal response from him, she lazily reaches a hand up to stroke the side of his face. Or try to. She can feel his lips and the tip of his nose under her fingers. ]
You okay, Murdock?
[ A tease that comes easy in the wake of their lovemaking. Because that's what it was, right? ]
[He swallows and turns his face into her touch. Matt lightly sucks on her thumb for a moment before releasing it.]
More than okay.
[To be brutally honest. He doesn't need to hold her in a death grip anymore. His hands gentle and smooth down her side and up from her belly. That was not the most tender of acts but it was for sure fueled by more than desire and frustration.]
[ Her hand drops down to rub along his arms, looking off at a wall across the way without really seeing it. ]
I missed you, too, Matty.
[ There's more emotion in her voice than she intended there to be but she means it. She missed him and... she wishes she could say more than that. Wishes she wasn't afraid to. ]
[He nods and kisses her neck before he slowly pulls out so they can move properly. They can make the trek together like it is miles away in a distant land. (Like her bedroom.)]
[ She bites down on her bottom lip again, making another soft sound at him pulling out. She's so sensitive down there now. She moves her leg off of Matt and rolls over more onto her side, both hands on the floor, trying to push herself up.
Her movements are slow, lethargic. She laughs a little, ]
[No matter how slow it is still hard to part. Natasha is small, tight and well, Matt is no kind of dirty movie star but he's a decent size. Of course she's sensitive now. Matt is on his knees, easing and helpful. He might feel on the sore side tomorrow especially if they're not quite finished.]
I didn't think it through.
[Just how badly he wanted her and how aware he had become of their closeness after fourteen days abstaining.]
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I've got you.
[And he won't deny their needs any more as he starts a steady, brutal pace right there on the floor.]
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She cries out again, a 'yes' along with something in Russian, loud, not holding back, her neighbors be damned. ]
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...what?
[Not that it's stopping him. It's an idly question.
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Eventually, panting, ]
More. Harder. Please.
[ She feels so close, her wetness leaking out along the backs of her thighs and onto the floor as Matt continues his already brutal pace. ]
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Okay.
[She's so, so wet. He fights to not cum right now like this until they're done. Matt moves to lift one of her legs and allow him more space with less resistance. His fingers pinch at her nipple and he leans to bite her shoulder and moan. So close. He's so fucking close.]
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Matt--!
[ A yell rips from her as she comes all over him, between her thighs, one hand still gripping him, the other scratching at the floor. Her hips jerk and rock as she rides out her orgasm, not even trying to restrain herself or thinking to. ]
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Tasha...
[It's a low, rough groan that tampers off to rough, open mouthed panting as he comes, movements erratic as he spills into her. She's beautiful like this, trusting and unbound.]
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Once she's completely spent, Natasha leans back against him, limp and trying to catch her breath. ]
Thank you.
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You okay, Murdock?
[ A tease that comes easy in the wake of their lovemaking. Because that's what it was, right? ]
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More than okay.
[To be brutally honest. He doesn't need to hold her in a death grip anymore. His hands gentle and smooth down her side and up from her belly. That was not the most tender of acts but it was for sure fueled by more than desire and frustration.]
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Guess we both needed that.
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Yes, yes we did.
[Matt lightly closes his eyes and sighs.]
I missed you.
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I missed you, too, Matty.
[ There's more emotion in her voice than she intended there to be but she means it. She missed him and... she wishes she could say more than that. Wishes she wasn't afraid to. ]
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...would you like to resume this in bed?
[The air is cooling and he needs more incentive to move. Her body still holds him snug up inside of her.]
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Only if it means you're staying the night.
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[His fingertips find her face again and trace down her jaw and back up.]
Since I'm invited, I can't think to refuse.
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[ On top of hurting her pretty bad.
She waits for his fingers to come back up before her tongue darts out to lick at them. ]
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[He is out of snark at the wet lap of her tongue.]
Jeez.
[Surely she knows what she's doing, right?]
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[ She grins as she reaches up and grabs Matt by the wrist, moving his hands where she can suck on the fingertips.
Before lowering them down her her breast, her nipple. She feels a shiver through her as she can feel her nipple harden again. ]
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[It's a word of surprise, of warning. They're still fitted together. And he had started to soften.
Had.
His guided fingertips circle and then grip about her hardened nipple.]
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Couch isn't that far...
[ Unless he thinks they can make it to the bed. ]
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[He nods and kisses her neck before he slowly pulls out so they can move properly. They can make the trek together like it is miles away in a distant land. (Like her bedroom.)]
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Her movements are slow, lethargic. She laughs a little, ]
Yeah, we shouldn't do this on the floor again.
[ Unforgiving surface is unforgiving. ]
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I didn't think it through.
[Just how badly he wanted her and how aware he had become of their closeness after fourteen days abstaining.]
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