[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.]
[Gulp of a swallow at her mouth. Since he's the one doing the most moving, he's going to pick her up. Say he can move his legs and well at that. Thank God the couch isn't so far though. I mean really. His cock bobs against her now and then.]
I know I am insatiable. You might just be all on your own.
[ She definitely appreciates the left. Pays him back with rubbing herself against his lap, trying to bite back a moan. She has to move enough to get one leg on his other side, straddling him before letting herself back down to continue rubbing against his cock. ]
[ She kisses him back passionately, hands finding his hair again before breaking the kiss and jerk his head back enough to bare his neck and graze her teeth along his Adam's apple.
And then runs her tongue back up it before sucking on it.
He's not wrong with what he says. They've fit pretty well emotionally ever since they met, mostly coming from the same kind of mindset about relationships and wanting to protect themselves. In a lot of ways, Natasha felt like she had truly found her match with Matt. ]
[She can feel it bob under her mouth. He has to take a gulp of air. There's a free sense of being exposed and completely accepted for what is laid bare before her.]
...You're stuck with me.
[That's what he's been meaning to say that isn't a three word sentence. Emotionally, physically. His hand glides down her back to clutch at her ass.]
[ She leans down to bite down on the area between his neck and shoulder, licking the mark afterward. She also pushes into the hands that grab her bum, making sure to rub herself along his cock again as she does so. ]
[Matt's head tilts back and he moans. The motion of her hips and just how much of a mess they are between them makes the friction more alluring than before.]
Whatever it is. I'm happy.
[So, so happy. He can't let her get away with getting him so riled up so fast. Jesus Christ he's hard again. Just like that. She's going to think that he's some kind of energizer bunny or something. ]
[ More happy than she ever thought she could be. Especially with someone else. She kisses while lifting her hips up enough to guide herself into position. Once she feels his head, she starts to ease down on him, taking him back inside her. She breaks the kiss with a moan. ]
[This close she can feel his breath falter thanks to what she's doing.]
Oh yeah.
[In approval and as an answer. The swollen, slick head of his cock is just as firm as before. The angle of the way their bodies meet is a new sensation to take in. Natasha is just as small.]
[ She's practically panting against his mouth after having him in all the way again. The wetness from the first round certainly helps but her muscles still flex around him, more sensitive than ever. ]
[Matt knows deep in his heart that if he should ever make another grave mistake of this magnitude, he would never be able to be this close to her ever again. This level of intimacy, this closeness is more than just a physical act. They may shy away from the right kind of three words here but that much they know.
His arms fit around her and he rolls his hips up into her, where she's mounted, snug and fully.]
...I know you're a part of me.
[He lifts his head so that they're face to face, sighted or not it's significant.]
[ He's right. As much as Natasha loves him - and that is the word she's afraid to utter aloud - she knows if he betrayed her trust again, that would be it. Even an ex-killer like her has limits. Not that Matt ever reminds her of that. Never makes her feel like she's anything but... special. Adored, even. It's overwhelming if she stops and thinks about it too much.
When has she ever had that chance? For someone to appreciate and care about who she really is? Not many and certainly not often.
As it stands, being with Matt like this is more than simply make-up sex. It's her telling him she wants him close to her again. She lets out a needy sound at him rolling up into her but her hands run through his hair, grip the strands as she presses their foreheads together. ]
That's why I couldn't leave. I couldn't leave a part of myself here.
[Those aren't limits, that's self value. She's a vibrant, intelligent woman. There's so many feelings and emotions in her. It's not limited to her past. Matt wants her to feel safe and accepted. She deserves it so much.
His falsehood is his own problem. As good as his intentions are, as much of a champion of what's right and of truth he needs deception. Now that barrier between them is gone. This is the closest he's been to another person in so, so long.
The tug at his scalp makes him gasp, breathing in her exhale face to face.]
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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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You think I did?
[ She wraps an arm around his neck to pull him in for an open-mouthed kiss along his jaw. Stubble and all. ]
I'm starting to think you make me insatiable.
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I know I am insatiable. You might just be all on your own.
[Best/worst position with Natasha in his lap.]
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Guess we're a better match than we thought.
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Oh fuck.
[Slips right out, unbidden. So much for trying to keep the profanity sparse. Matt bites his lip before pulling her into a kiss.]
We just fit.
[That might apply in the physical sense but the tone in his voice and the way his lips move against her's it's more complicated than that.]
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And then runs her tongue back up it before sucking on it.
He's not wrong with what he says. They've fit pretty well emotionally ever since they met, mostly coming from the same kind of mindset about relationships and wanting to protect themselves. In a lot of ways, Natasha felt like she had truly found her match with Matt. ]
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...You're stuck with me.
[That's what he's been meaning to say that isn't a three word sentence. Emotionally, physically. His hand glides down her back to clutch at her ass.]
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You sure it's not the other way around?
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Whatever it is. I'm happy.
[So, so happy. He can't let her get away with getting him so riled up so fast. Jesus Christ he's hard again. Just like that. She's going to think that he's some kind of energizer bunny or something. ]
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Good. I'm happy, too.
[ More happy than she ever thought she could be. Especially with someone else. She kisses while lifting her hips up enough to guide herself into position. Once she feels his head, she starts to ease down on him, taking him back inside her. She breaks the kiss with a moan. ]
Nng. Matty.
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Oh yeah.
[In approval and as an answer. The swollen, slick head of his cock is just as firm as before. The angle of the way their bodies meet is a new sensation to take in. Natasha is just as small.]
Tasha... I love how you feel.
[Dangerous words there.]
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I love how you feel.
[ A beat, ]
Like you're apart of me.
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His arms fit around her and he rolls his hips up into her, where she's mounted, snug and fully.]
...I know you're a part of me.
[He lifts his head so that they're face to face, sighted or not it's significant.]
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When has she ever had that chance? For someone to appreciate and care about who she really is? Not many and certainly not often.
As it stands, being with Matt like this is more than simply make-up sex. It's her telling him she wants him close to her again. She lets out a needy sound at him rolling up into her but her hands run through his hair, grip the strands as she presses their foreheads together. ]
That's why I couldn't leave. I couldn't leave a part of myself here.
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His falsehood is his own problem. As good as his intentions are, as much of a champion of what's right and of truth he needs deception. Now that barrier between them is gone. This is the closest he's been to another person in so, so long.
The tug at his scalp makes him gasp, breathing in her exhale face to face.]
I'll be sure--to keep it safe.
[Matt surges forward to kiss her.]
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