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You will always go into that tent. You will see her scar and wonder where she got it. You will always be amazed at how one woman can have so much black[red] hair. You will always fall in love, and it will always be like having your throat cut, just that fast.
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Fic: lost inside this forest (1/1, R for sex)
lost inside this forest
“There’s a story about a princess who chained a king in her basement.”
Clint grins as his hand strokes her hip, the other under his head. Their clothes are scattered around her apartment from when he turned up at her door in the middle of the night. Natasha had not seen him in three months, and the reunion was… exhilarating.
Now he’s sprawled across her bed, damp skin gleaming as she moves to straddle him. Her hair, grown so long now, spills over her shoulder in a red waterfall. “Is there?” Clint prompts her.
Natasha leans down to brush her lips across his but pulls back before he can reach up to hold her there. He wants this sometimes, after the bloodshed, and she would not deny him. “There’s a story,” she continues, sitting up and cupping his face. “In Russia.”
Clint hums in acknowledgement, leaning into her touch and turning his head to kiss the red lines on her wrist. “Tell me,” he murmurs.
“Her name is Marya Morevna. A demon king wanted her for his bride.”
“And he takes what he wants?”
Natasha smiles, tracing over the spray of shrapnel scars across his abdomen and watching him shiver. “Yes. But she’s not what he expects.”
“Apparently.” His fingers travel along her side, lingering on her ribcage, and Natasha’s breath catches as Clint’s grin widens, all swagger and sex.
His eyes close as she tells him of snow and towers and kings who cannot die, and his breathing evens out to the point where he might be sleeping. She pauses, touching his chest, and he opens his eyes. “Go on, Tasha.”
“A prince comes to the kingdom. He’s the youngest son so the throne is not for him. He meets Marya and falls instantly in love. He decides he wants to save her.”
“Hmm.” Clint props himself up on one elbow, the other arm coming up so he can palm her right breast. “I like this prince.”
Natasha frowns at him. “She is not for him either.”
He falters, the line of his jaw becoming more pronounced. “And?”
She covers his hand with hers and presses down as she slowly arches her back.
“Marya had things under control. The prince is an idiot.”
Clint chuckles, but she feels the tension in his shoulders. He reaches between her legs and waits for her answering gasp. His voice is rough. “And the monster king in the basement?”
Her face is serene even as she begins to rock her hips against his roaming hands. “He takes what he wants.”
“And does the prince run off with Marya in the end?” He’s sitting up now, guiding her body against his in a slow burn.
“Not always,” she says, and bites his lip. “But the king escapes his chains.”
Clint’s hands come up to grip her upper arms. “One day you’ll have to tell me how that story ends.”
Without warning he flips her over onto her back, crushing her into the pillows as she moans.
“Kinky Russians,” he growls into her ear.
She lets him kiss her as she lifts her wrists above her head.
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This prompt was too good to pass up. Deathless does fit them so well!
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Oh my god, and I don't know if you meant to do this, but when Clint asked Natasha to finish the story someday...just the implications of that, since their story is so similar, and its end is so sad...at least in this verse I'm just...IDK FEELS.
Watch out--I'm about to meta all over you.
First off, the hotness. Because WOW YES PLS. I love that you only hint at the visual of their reunion by referencing the clothes strewn about and Natasha's wonderful use of understatement. You just know that they barely made it inside the door, let alone to her bedroom (and yes, I'm still tempted to write a 5+1 of their reunions in this verse b/c of that image alone.)
Second, the dynamic is so effortlessly woven in. I'm sqeeing all kind of squees at the reference to her longer hair, at how she gives him pretty much unfettered acess to her body (and you know he's the only one on earth who has ever had that privilege and don't think for a second that he doesn't know that too), the way she tells him the story because it's something he needs-- because it anchors him, because it smoothes out the edges and quiets the voices and makes the red fade just a bit. They never sy the words (like not ever, not in my head, they just don't do that) but their confessions of love are always around--they crop up in every one of their little rituals: the storytelling, a kiss on her the wrist, tracing his scars, worshipping her body, give and take, push and pull.
Also the duality. THE METAPHORS. I do love me a good metaphor, and this tale is perfect. It's dark and complex and wonderfully ambiguous (remind you of anyone?), and there is a prince who wants to SAVE HER and a demon king who TAKES WHAT HE WANTS and in the end she CHOOSES BOTH OF THEM.
Sorry. I need to go drown in my feels right now.
Such an amazing job, my friend.
**brbdying**
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I'm glad you think this is hot! You know it's the most explicit thing I've written? :P
And they barely made it through the door. The neighbours were lucky they didn't get a free show in the hall (or would that be unlucky?).
(and yes, I'm still tempted to write a 5+1 of their reunions in this verse b/c of that image alone.)
*says nothing* *sends enabling vibes*
They never sy the words (like not ever, not in my head, they just don't do that) but their confessions of love are always around--they crop up in every one of their little rituals: the storytelling, a kiss on her the wrist, tracing his scars, worshipping her body, give and take, push and pull.
This! They declare their love through actions but never words, and they get the message anyway because they've never needed words to communicate.
I see this as something she does for him fairly regularly, to bring him back down to earth after facing the darkness. I imagine he has a ritual for her as well, but I can't think what that is right now. Thoughts?
Also the duality. THE METAPHORS. I do love me a good metaphor, and this tale is perfect. It's dark and complex and wonderfully ambiguous (remind you of anyone?), and there is a prince who wants to SAVE HER and a demon king who TAKES WHAT HE WANTS and in the end she CHOOSES BOTH OF THEM.
Dude, you need to read Deathless. You will die of squee.
I'm so glad you liked it, and thanks for letting me play in your universe! It's a highly addictive sandpit.
I SEE YOUR META AND RAISE YOU MOAR META.
And yes, definitely hot. And I will take hot by implication every damn day of the week. Don't tell me everything; don't even come close. Just imply enough to plant a couple of lovely ideas in my head and we're good. Srsly. That's the secret. (at least to me)
I imagine he has a ritual for her as well, but I can't think what that is right now. Thoughts?
**ponders**
Hmmm.... with him it wouldn't be about words.
I think it's all about water. He literally washes the dirt and dust and blood of the mission off of her. Sometimes it gets all hot 'n heavy, sometimes it's more worshipful or platonic, but he literally washes the past away. Brings her back to herself. The water is scalding hot, there's maybe one candle in the room (sometimes it's almost completely dark), and he knows, he just knows when they're done by the way her breathing changes-- the way she starts to come back to herself. The spell is lifted and the princess wakes back up. (plus I have all these images of him washing her long red hair b/c clearly i need to add hair!issues to my long list of cronenburg!issues.)
I dunno, that was me shooting from the hip. Thoughts?
Re: Deathless, I'd already decided that I need this in my life. Shall rectify tomorrow. :)
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... ... ...
::falls over::
*___*
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It's amazing what can come from a sleep-deprived brain. IDEK. **shakes head**
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OMG, yes to everything. I can see that so clearly. Especially him washing the blood out of her hair. (I thought hair!issues was already a thing in this fandom? :P)
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I see this as something she does for him fairly regularly, to bring him back down to earth after facing the darkness. I imagine he has a ritual for her as well, but I can't think what that is right now. Thoughts?
I love love love the idea of that - in the story I'm working on (which is closer to movie-verse stable-r assassins than Cronenburg Assassins) they end up using sex as a way to ground her back down into being the Natasha she's turned herself into rather than whoever she was pretending to be or whoever someone else has manipulated/brainwashed her into being. And it's intercourse between the two of them, specifically because he initially refused to have sex with her unless she dropped all her masks which freaked her the fuck out, but she eventually managed it. Which turned it into a touchstone for her - he kind of becomes a living embodiment of counter-triggers for her after awhile. So... what things could this Clint do that she wouldn't have any other associations with to bring her back?
(And now I'm wondering if I could incorporate it into that "music as trigger" prompt floating around without going into some serious dub-con territory. Hmm...)
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Yes. To everything ever. I would love to read this fic.
So... what things could this Clint do that she wouldn't have any other associations with to bring her back?
Movie!Clint or Cronenburg!Clint? Cronenburg!Clint I'd say ropes, or something else to do with her wrists. Movie!Clint... Strangely, I see him as being very, very gentle with her. Takes his time, focuses almost entirely on her pleasure. And he calls her Tasha, which no one else is allowed to do.
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I haven't read Deathless. This is a thing now added to my to read list :)
Then we have the ritual of a story, and a style of story that is in and of itself ritualistic, in a series that has been about rituals, religious, worshipping, devotion, trust, BDSM, rituals. And at the end She lets him kiss her as she lifts her wrists above her head She LET'S him, such a big thing for me in all of this, that it's also been about Natasha agreeing, giving, consenting. And almost coming full circle here Clint does not need to tie her down to make her stop, to end the 'advance and retreat', but she volunteers to stop, maybe not even to be tied, but to be in that position. Once he caught her and tied her down. Once she offered him a rope for him to tie her down in a different way. Now she offers him her wrists, her bare wrists.
Also, y'know, fantastic writing :D <3
My gosh, I need sleep. Then at some point I need to put all my thoughts together and pass them to Bee and Bob. Poor souls, heh.
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OH MAH GAWD YOU HAVE JUST BROKEN MY BRAIN IN THE BEST POSSIBLE WAY.
**DIES**
HELLO, METAPHOR FOR THIS ENTIRE STORY.
**DIES AGAIN**
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Oh, this was fantastic. I'm in the middle of reading Deathless right now and I'm so glad I'm not the only one drawing parallels.
"He takes what he wants."
HELL YES.
*seal claps of approval*
I'll just be falling down ded over here over this and all the meta...
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