[ Even as he melts into the kiss, into the embrace, eyes fluttering closed as he relaxes into it, lets his body act and his mind stop over-thinking it, he can still feel the nagging of something at the back of his thoughts, but he's choosing to ignore it, now, and he can sense that there's some kind of conflict going through Natasha's mind for a time, too, which eventually fades into background noise.
Getting more daring, Clint tests the boundaries, tongue teasing at her lower lip, running over her teeth, until he finally gains the full access he thinks he's wanted for a while, taking advantage of her opening up to him. It feels good, as good as he always idly thought it would, better even, and he comes close to losing himself in it, to forgetting who he is and everything that's happened.
His hatred for mind control and controlling curses aside, this one might not be as bad as it could, and whatever thoughts plague him later, right now he's thankful that it's her he's with and not someone who means nothing to him, to cheapen it by feeling dirty after. ]
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Getting more daring, Clint tests the boundaries, tongue teasing at her lower lip, running over her teeth, until he finally gains the full access he thinks he's wanted for a while, taking advantage of her opening up to him. It feels good, as good as he always idly thought it would, better even, and he comes close to losing himself in it, to forgetting who he is and everything that's happened.
His hatred for mind control and controlling curses aside, this one might not be as bad as it could, and whatever thoughts plague him later, right now he's thankful that it's her he's with and not someone who means nothing to him, to cheapen it by feeling dirty after. ]