The man grinned, it was such fun reducing a woman to her inner animal. He continued his pace but not until he challenged her strength, tugging on his own hair to reach her face.
Lowering in, his neck pulsing faster with every breathe of ecstasy he took, he softly touched her lips with his own, “…say what your inner self craves for…let your darker self give into me…”
“I crave…” Her voice was cut off by a brutal thrust that left her whining. She tried to cling onto something while the pleasure washed over her. Damn, she did not expect it to be this… She groaned as he grabbed her breast, torturing her with his skilled fingers.
“Ah…I haven’t had this since the war…ehehe…”, he grabbed her jaw to force her to stare at him.. “How does it feel…to fuck a fossil?”, eyes narrowed as his will did not stop at the mission laid before him.
This was what he lived for, this was his mission. This woman would be his.
Natasha grinned at the remark. “Well, then we are two of one kind, aren’t we? Two elders just having fun…” But she would show him that she was far from old. If only her position gave her more opportunities. But she wouldn’t be the Black Widow, if she did find a way.
adult on AO3: http://archiveofourown.org/works/1454095/chapters/3077338
without explicit stuff on ffnet:
co-written with olimaru