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Through the Rift of Time	By : Strailo Category: Marvel Verse Movies > Avengers, The Views: 3821 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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Title: Through the Rift of Time
Fandom: Kuroshitsuji/Avengers
For: CutsyCat
Part: 12
Characters: Clint, Sebastian
Word Count: 1559
Warnings: smut, lots of smut
AN: Oh my. Yes, some more smut. :D I hope you are all enjoying this! Really.

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“You know that Ciel and Phil got laid last night? It’s rather interesting,” Clint said, looking up from his methodical cleaning of his bow, thinking about what he wanted to say. Sebastian just chuckled lowly, nodding his head as he smiled over his shoulder at the other male, eyeing the way that he was sitting on the island counter of the kitchen.

“Yes, I know of this fact. Ciel was limping rather pronouncedly this morning and looking quite smug with himself,” Sebastian drawled as he peeled a potato with a small knife. He had given their usual chef off a few days off since the man’s wife was close to giving birth to their second child and he needed to be there. So he was peeling the potatoes for dinner while Clint used the island to keep him company and clean his weapons.

“I’m actually kind of jealous of them,” Clint pouted teasingly over at the demon before he put his bow back together and put it into its case. Closing the hard sided case, he hummed softly before smirking over at Sebastian. The other man narrowed his eyes at him, already feeling as if the question that was coming was going to be interesting. To say the least. “So, wanna fuck?” he asked.

Sebastian snorted softly as he put the potato and knife down into the bowl of potatoes that he had already peeled for dinner, and moved them aside. “Be glad that I have been around you long enough to have picked on the odd way you and your lover both speak,” he drawled.

“And I’m glad that my lover has pounded some new words into my head so often,” Clint chuckled, leering over at Sebastian. Standing up off of the counter, he moved the case to the side so that he could take it upstairs after they were done.

Sebastian hummed as Clint bent over to put the case into the pantry for the moment, smirking at the tight ass that was on display before him. Cleaning off the counter space, he found the jar of oil that he had just made that morning, the liquid within sloshing slightly. “Come here, little archer,” the demon purred, getting a smirk.

“I am so damn lucky that I decided to ditch my outer layers earlier,” Clint snorted at him but still walked over to the demon with a smirk that danced on his lips.

Sebastian chuckled and pulled Clint close to him, resting his hands onto lean hips, loving the way that they felt under his hands, the rightness of the touch. The feeling was different from when he did this with Ciel, but that was because his young mate was lean all over while Clint was broader in certain places.

It was quite delightful to be honest, more so when Clint hummed and wrapped his arms around his waist, the two men pressing together firmly. Smirking down at him, Sebastian pushed his lover up against the counter, sliding his leg between long legs and rubbing against a quickly hardening cock. Clint groaned, his eyes darkening as they fluttered shut, loving the feeling as his hips rocked against the strong thigh.

“Fuck yeah,” Clint groaned as he shivered in pleasure. His hands moved from around Sebastian’s waist to run up his chest before they slid back down, reaching for his pants. “Okay, I can now see why Ciel is always so damn happy to fuck whenever you have the urge to,” he breathed, eyeing the bulge and getting a chuckle from Sebastian.

“It is amazing what many centuries of practice can do for even the slightest of touches,” Sebastian purred, tugging the other’s face up to his own, sealing their lips together and getting a soft groan of delight. Smirking, he dipped his tongue past sweet lips, tasting and stroking as one hand tangled into soft hair, gently tugging on the locks.

He had to feel rather smug that Clint’s hair was growing rather quickly since they had worked to convince him to not get it cut so close to his head, allowing him to tug and pull on the strands.

Clint sighed his pleasure and returned the kiss, tongue stroking over the one that was teasing over the roof of his mouth. He groaned when Sebastian pushed his shirt up, long fingered hands smoothing up his ribs and tweaking his nipples when he came to them. Clint groaned and pushed up into the hand, shivering when Sebastian tugged at his left nipple before letting it go with a smirk on his lips, breaking the kiss.

Sebastian hummed and checked the clock that sat near by before he looked down at Clint. “I do hope that you have no issues with this being a bit of a rush,” he said, Clint smirking at the demon as he shook his head.

“I don’t mind it being a quickie,” Clint snorted as he reached for his own pants, undoing the buttons. “Just as long as I get screwed hard enough to feel it for a while,” he purred, nipping at Sebastian’s bottom lip teasingly.

Sebastian hummed softly and turned Clint around, bending him over the edge of the counter with his hand pressed against his neck before he slid the hand down the lean back. Clint moaned and bit at his bottom lip as Sebastian pulled his pants down and shoved his shirt up, exposing his ass and cock to the air.

Grabbing the jar of oil from where he had placed it on the counter, Sebastian slicked his fingers with some of it before he brought them to the ring of muscle between Clint’s cheeks. Teasing his fingers over the muscles, he purred when they simply twitched before relaxing, allowing a finger to slide inwards easily.

“The lovely thing about having an experience lover,” Sebastian mused as he stroked his finger in and out easily a few times, “especially one who enjoys bottoming, is that they relax so easily.” Clint moaned and rocked back into the finger that teased him with each movement.

“Fuck, wouldn’t you just give me more?” Clint groaned as he laid his forearms onto the counter, head hanging as he shivered with the amount of need running through him.

Sebastian chuckled as he placed the jar down, opening his own pants while he worked another finger into the other man, getting groan from Clint. The demon groaned as it didn’t take im very long to work a third finger inwards, all three sliding in and out easily, stretching the muscles gently.

Pulling his fingers free after a few moments, Sebastian once more picked up the jar and poured some out onto his hand. Putting the jar down again, he coated his own length completely, smirking when Clint moaned in anticipation, feeling his movements, hips twitching back as his legs spread open, inviting the demon to take him.

Groaning, Sebastian gripped the base of his cock and pressed it up against the stretched hole, pushing forward into the willing body, the muscles yielding easily for him. Clint shuddered again, melting into the feeling and the burn, biting at his bottom lip as he rocked back into the slow thrust, squeezing around the cock. Sebastian grunted and gripped at his hips tightly before he pulled back until only the tip of his cock was left in the tight body and then thrusting back in hard.

Clint gripped onto the counter and pressed back with a grunt, meeting each hard thrust into his body, his eyes going cross with the pleasure. “Oh yeah, fuck me,” he groaned, Sebastian shifting slightly so that he could fuck him hard enough to jolt the lean body with every thrust inwards. Bracing himself with one hand, Clint reached under himself and started to stroke his length in time with the thrusting.

It didn’t take either male long after he had reached down to reach their peaks, Clint shuddering as he spilled over his hand, Sebastian growling as he came into the squeezing hole. Sighing quietly, his body relaxing into the countertop even as his lover pulled free, Clint chuckled and stayed in position when the demon pressed a hand to his back. He sighed when a wet cloth stroked between his legs and over his thighs, cleaning up the mess with easy movements.

Once he was done with that, Sebastian stepped back and allowed Clint to stand up straight, turning around to smile at the other man as the demon fixed his own clothes quickly, having already cleaned himself up. “You need any more help?” he asked, raising an eyebrow. “I can do just about anything that you need.”

Sebastian just chuckled softly, turning to wash his hands and the cloth. “I will be just fine. I do suggest that you go clean up a bit more though. Ciel and Phil shall be back from the new interviews soon enough and dinner is an easy enough task to deal with,” he promised. Clint hummed before he nodded and smirked, adjusting his clothes.

Grabbing his bow case, he left the kitchen, whistling happily, and headed up the stairs to his room, feeling just the right mix of sore and open, if still not leaking some come. He had to share the details with Phil as soon as he could get away with it.

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