Hey guys, this is the first bit of my first story so please be nice!
Margaret shuddered slightly as Hawkeye ran his fingertips lightly down her sides, kissing and biting her neck "Hawk please...we shouldn't...we...we can't do this, not any-more" Her body betrayed her words even as she spoke, arching up into his touch. He smiled against her neck "So walk away" he ran his tongue lightly over her collar-bone, his fingertips undoing the buttons on her army regulation shirt. She fidgeted under his touch, longing to have the strength to walk away, but he was her one true weakness, her breath caught in her throat as his mouth, and oh god how she loved that mouth, found it's way to the edge of her bra, kissing before he unclasped it and dropped it with her shirt on the ground next to them.
Despite herself her nails dragged up his still clothed back before her fingertips buried themselves in his thick black hair, moaning her approval as he took a hard, dusty pink nipple into his mouth. "someone's changed their tune" he murmured, her hands tightening in his hair as he nipped gently before kissing down her stomach. She crashed back into reality, fear taking over again as he moved to undo her army pants. "Hawkeye no!" her cheeks reddened drastically as she shifted her weight "you know I can't...I'm not...not as good as you" His smile was kind as he brought his lips up to hers again, kissing gently. "maybe I get pleasure from giving you pleasure" she whimpered into his mouth as he played with one of her nipples. "let me give you release" he leaned his forehead lightly against hers as she nodded her consent. "Ok. Ok, I'm just so scared I won't be good enough for you" one hand was still locked in his hair and she gently guided his mouth back to hers. He smiled against her mouth, murmuring "you could never be anything but amazing. That idiot Charles took too much from you." he flicked the button on her pants open, pushing them down to her ankles