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A Warm Hand, and Your Loving Touch... 🥵

Happy Birthday Natty 😏❤️

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Natasha entered your apartment with only one thing on her mind, but as she pushed the door open she deflated when noticing the living space was vacant. Normally she would get off work and enter your place to find your smiling face awaiting her arrival, it's a constant she'd grown accustomed to, but judging by how silent the space is it appears you're not even home. After setting her coat on the rack along with her bag she set off to find out where you might be. Part of her was on the verge of panicking seeing as how you didn't tell her you'd be out, but she also knew very well how impulsive you could be, and it's more likely that you ran to the store than it would be that you were kidnapped by an enemy of hers.

As the redhead enters your room she is hopeful to find you there, but instead she's met with a variety of differing things sprawled across your mattress, at the very center there laid a folded up note with her name neatly written on the front that brought a genuine smile to her face. Natasha had never celebrated her birthday in all the years she'd been free'd, but deep down she'd hoped you would change that tradition, and judging by the instructions you left for her to get ready for an unorthodox picnic in the dead of Fall she'll likely be getting her wish.

She takes another glance at the items on the bed, an emerald green sweater dress was first to catch her eye. It wasn't lost on her that you selected the shade to match her eyes that you never failed to gush about. You'd paired it with fleece lined faux sheer stockings and white snow boots and right next to that selected outfit sat a small basket of new bath products. A smile lit up her face as she realized it's the brand she mentioned to you the other day, something she's wanted to try for a while now that's more masculine than her usual products.

She swiftly scoops the basket into her arms and heads to the bathroom with it. Once in front of the bathtub her smile only widens as she sees you've spread out some candles and rose petals around for her to enjoy while she relaxes after her stressful day. She begins to fill it up with water before adding in a splash of her bubble bath, only lighting the candles once she's settled into the warm steaming water.

Natasha had one thing on her mind when she walked into the apartment today, after weeks spent on varying missions she'd missed you dearly. Her need for you was strong, and so she reasoned that no matter your plans for today, she was certain she'd be getting lucky tonight. So after allowing her muscles ample time to recover from her strenuous day she decided it was likely time to start her hygiene regimen.

She shivered as she stood up as the bitter chill from the outside seeped into your apartment. She reached for her shaving cream first, using the draining water in the tub she rinsed the razor off after every couple strokes. Once her skin was void of excess hair she turned the shower on, effectively warming her body back up, and allowing her the chance to properly wash and condition her thick red locks. Then the last thing on her agenda was to try out the new foaming body wash you got her. A deep woodsy scent filled the steamed up shower as she squeezed the soap out onto the loofah, she reveled in the desired scent and began to rub it all over her body in the hopes that it would hopefully linger.

Upon exiting the shower she dried off with the plush white towel you'd left out for her. There was a distinct level of warmth to the fabric telling her you'd likely thrown it into the dryer for her, that tidbit warmed her heart, and it only made her need to get to you grow tenfold. She then made quick work of her skincare routine, using the accompanying lotion you provided before moving on to applying the barest layer of makeup.