Avenger/Bleach Ministories | By : Strailo Category: Marvel Verse Movies > Avengers, The Views: 7635 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Title: Invading for Love
Fandom: Avengers/Bleach
Chapter: 16
Characters: Phil, Clint, Ichigo
Word Count:
Warnings: Nothing really
For: CutsyCat
AN: Is it Friday already? Well, yes, yes it is. So here! This is what we've been building up to. :P Enjoy!Remember, only 2 more chapters to go. Smut not on Fanfiction.net. Please remember this.
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They had already spent two weeks in the Seireitei and they were going to be staying for another week while Natasha finished her starter classes and Tony was signed off as healthy. Unohana was holding him captive with his lover’s permission. Thor and Steve were actually having fun going up against guys who could match their strengths in the Eleventh Division. Bruce on the other hand had discovered a peaceful place to read and relax in the Thirteenth, much to Ichigo’s amusement.
Phil and Clint though were attached at the hip. At least when one of them wasn’t stalking the young Shinigami around the Seireitei. This was helped by their new allies who were still fussing about Yamamoto for not eating enough. The two women tended to slip them information as to where the young Ichigo had hidden himself away again.
So when Clint was working on something, or Phil was filling out paperwork, the other man would be watching Ichigo, stalking him. Ichigo knew that they were, knew it well after finding Clint lounging on a high cliff around one of his favorite training areas. He had taken to hiding in Rukia’s smaller home on the Kuchiki land, trying to hide from her as he figured out what was going on.
His eyebrow twitched and he glared at Phil, who just smirked back at him and raised an eyebrow. Sighing, Ichigo grumbled and turned on his feet, stalking off towards where he was staying with the rest of the Avengers. The First had cleared out a little used barracks and set it up for their use since it had private rooms for them along with a small kitchen.
It was more of a dorm style home but it worked for them.
Stepping inside of the barracks, he sighed as he caught sight of the baked goodies and the scent of freshly baked chicken and bread. Shaking his head, he went and found pulled chicken in a crock pot with a note telling that they needed to eat something home down. And to use the buns that were in the steamer for the chicken.
Smiling softly, he ignored the fact that Phil and Clint were watching him as he pulled down three plates, finding that the buns were pretty good sized and soft. Pulling them apart carefully, his eyebrow twitched when the two men worked around him to pull out the sides that had been stored in the refrigerator. He forked chicken onto the buns before taking the slaw and adding it to the sandwich. He shooed the other two out of his way with a grunt and dished out what looked to be macaroni salad.
He found the rather interesting fruit salad before he tasted it, humming in delight, making sure that nothing in it would cause an allergic reaction. With that done, Ichigo handed the lovers their own plates before sitting down on a floor pillow to continue working on his homework from his college classes.
It was halfway through his meal when he decided that he had enough of being watched and stalked, slamming his pencil down onto the table with a snarl.
“Alright, you two! What is the fuck up with the both of you?” he snarled as he narrowed his eyes as the two who were sitting at the dining table. Clint smiled sweetly and shrugged.
“I don’t know what you’re talking about,” the archer chirped, getting a snarl as Phil watched them. They had known that Ichigo was beautiful but when he was mad, he was even better looking. There was something about the fiery look in rich brown eyes that just hit all the right buttons for the two of them.
“Don’t,” Ichigo warned, jabbing a finger at him with a growl. “Just don’t. Why. Are. You. Stalking. Me?” he said, looking between the lovers.
Clint and Phil shared amused looks, smirking slightly as they put their plates aside. Phil licked a bit of fruit juice off of one finger as he watched the archer stand and walk over to flop down next to Ichigo.
“Well, you’re rather interesting,” he said, shrugging as Ichigo stared at him with a frown on his lips. “You’re an ever changing mystery to us. One minute you are teasing someone, or just smiling, the next you have this thoughtful look on your face. As if you’re remembering something from the past that worries at you. We’re wanting to know what goes on in that head of yours. Hollow and all,” Clint continued, picking Ichigo’s hand up to stroke the back of it.
Ichigo shot Phil a look filled with surprise on his face. “What my romantic of a lover is saying is that we want you as our third, if you’re willing. We think that you would be a good fit to us,” Phil said, smiling. “That is if you would want it.”
Ichigo looked back and forth between the two men, his eyes wide as he blinked, trying to figure out just why they wanted him. “Why me? Outside of what you said,” he finally said, looking to Phil, knowing he would get a more straightforward answer.
Phil smiled. “Like he said, you’re a mystery. We like mysteries but we like them more after we figure them out. You’re a good man and can keep up with the insanity in our lives on top of that. You don’t back down from anything that comes your way but you know that sometimes you need to work around a problem,” he said, shrugging. “We want you as our third.”
Ichigo blew out a slow breath, picking up the iced tea that someone had put next to his food while he had been working on his homework. Taking a drink of it, he thought about what he was being offered. He could admit that the two men were hot and he always liked age on the guys faces when he was attracted to someone.
He also like self-confidence in a man without the arrogance that came with it so often. Especially in some of the younger Shinigami who had always tried to get him to go on dates with them. Looking at the two men, he nibbled at the side of his lip before shifting and blushing as he turned his gaze to Phil.
“I suppose I can give a relationship a try with you guys. But I’m warning you now, since you’re most likely going to end up here with me after you leave this world, Clint,” he drawled, looking to the archer, “we have best have some good communication skills.”
Clint whooped and smiled, pulling Ichigo into his lap, getting a squawk of displeasure from him before hugging him type, getting a glare. “He’s ours now,” he sighed happily, Ichigo rolling his eyes.
“Good. Now kiss the man so we can seduce him into our bedroom while I put the leftovers away for later,” Phil drawled. Standing up, he grabbed the plates as Clint leered and turned Ichigo around. He smirked and left his lover to kiss the young man into insanity, knowing that Clint would be able to do it all easily.
Clint smirked at the wary look on Ichigo’s face before just barely brushing their lips together, feeling their new lover slowly relax in his arms. Long fingers stroked over over his shoulders, leading leanly muscled arms to rest around his neck. Smiling as Ichigo melted into him, he deepened the kiss, his tongue sliding over full lips and coaxing them to open for him.
Humming softly, Clint tasted Ichigo, pulling him closer as his hands cupped lean hips as they fell into the kiss, the sounds of Phil in the kitchen ignored for the moment. Pulling away, the archer huffed and smirked at the dazed look on the red head’s face, turning to look at Phil when the man came out of the kitchen.
“Now that’s a pretty sight,” Phil chuckled as he moved to lean over, stealing his own kiss from Ichigo. Pulling away, he ran his thumb over Ichigo’s swollen bottom lip. “Now, the question is, will you allow us to take you to bed and show you everything that you will have access to?” he asked.
Ichigo leered up at Phil and nodded. “Show me what you’ve got. I can tell ya, I’m not a virgin, but I’ve never been with two people before.”
“That works for us,” Phil said, pulling Ichigo up into his arms, bridal style, and carrying him to their room. Clint laughed and followed after, already anticipating what was to come.
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