She splashed him again, feeling playful for the first time in ages. Pregnancy wasn't just hard on the body, it was hard on the spirit, too. "If you say so," she teased, reaching up and behind her to run her wet hands through Bucky's dark hair. Then she reached for the soap and the sponge once more, lathering up the loofah and swiping the suds over what of their skin she could reach.
"Well, this is the first time I've ever recuperated from a pregnancy, so we're both a little out of our depths, aren't we?" She lathered, rinsed, and repeated, swishing lightly in the cooling water. "But trust me, babe," she purred, nuzzling at his throat, "your hands are good." Natasha stretched in Bucky's arms, lifting her arms to wind them around his neck, tipping her head in silent invitation.
"You can even kiss me," she offered, "if you really want."
"You say it like I don't want to kiss you every hour of the day," Bucky says, leaning in so he can take that kiss he wants. It's primal and caveman of him but seeing how Rebecca's birth has changed Natasha's body turns him on in ways he's never been turned on before. The only thing he can do about it is kiss, though, so that's what he does.
He pours everything he has into the kiss, teeth tugging lightly at Natasha's lower lip and tongue sliding against hers. He wants to kiss her so thoroughly that she has something to hold on to in these weeks they can't be together and let her know that he wants her even though everything in her body must be haywire right now.
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"Well, this is the first time I've ever recuperated from a pregnancy, so we're both a little out of our depths, aren't we?" She lathered, rinsed, and repeated, swishing lightly in the cooling water. "But trust me, babe," she purred, nuzzling at his throat, "your hands are good." Natasha stretched in Bucky's arms, lifting her arms to wind them around his neck, tipping her head in silent invitation.
"You can even kiss me," she offered, "if you really want."
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He pours everything he has into the kiss, teeth tugging lightly at Natasha's lower lip and tongue sliding against hers. He wants to kiss her so thoroughly that she has something to hold on to in these weeks they can't be together and let her know that he wants her even though everything in her body must be haywire right now.