I Have Some Secrets No One Should Know.
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AU: Your Future Was Me [@ivananddmitri]

ivananddmitri:

inheritorofmemories:

Natasha kisses him back, before slipping back off of the counter. She wants to get out of her respectable travelling clothes and into something far more comfortable. Allowing the closely fitting suit to fall to the ground, she pulls on shorts and a t-shirt - Venice was always a little on the wam side for her. Reluctantly, she bends to pick up her suit, knowing she must be ready to move at any given moment. “Did you find some?” she calls, making her way around the room and placing their cache of weaponry in the most convenient places.

Checking through the cellar for a few minutes, Ivan chuckled softly at what he found. “As a matter of fact, we’ve a bottle of Amontillado, as it were.” Being an avid fan of Poe’s work, Ivan found the sherry rather amusing. He carried the bottle upstairs, setting it on the kitchen counter once he reached it. He then quickly went to find her, stashing weapons. He paused a moment, simply taking in the sight of her and admiring it greatly. He then stepped up from behind her as she ha placed the last weapon in an appropriate spot, wrapping his arms around her waist lightly and craning his neck to place a few soft kisses upon her neck.

“Oh, you are so predictable at times,” she calls back to him, faintly amused by the reference to his favourite writer. “I suppose it will do.” She continues in her task, feeling his eyes on her - following his movements mentally as he wraps himself around her. She tilts her head slightly, eyes catching the sight of them both in the mirror. Powerful, deadly, and together - just how she likes it. She reaches an arm back, curling it lazily around his neck as she turns to look at him. “My drink, bartender?” she teases, the relative safety of their location allowing her a little respite for now.