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Avengers Minis	By : Strailo Category: Marvel Verse Movies > Avengers, The Views: 39138 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own Avengers nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

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Phil chuckled when Clint climbed up onto the chair, glad that it was so wide and comfortable. Apparently, Tony had the right idea in having such a large chair since he wasn’t going to stop kissing the man in his lap, tongue tasting and sliding over the tongue teasing his own mouth.

Groaning, Clint pressed into the hands that came down to his ass and squeezed it, rubbing against Phil’s groin, shuddering softly as he pulled away from the kiss, licking his lips. “Okay, so I owe Nat and Tony gifts for this,” he groaned, rolling his hips, Phil hissing at the pleasure of the rubbing motions.

“We both do,” Phil stated, tugging at Clint’s shirt, getting it up enough to spread his fingers over soft skin and slide upwards.

Clint hummed before leering down at his soon to be lover. “I have ta ask: You wanna fuck or be fucked?” he asked, one hand sliding down and into Phil’s sweat pants, finding his dick hard and wet at the tip.

Phil hissed and jerked up into the hand. “Fuck me,” he groaned. “I’ve been using that damn toy for nearly a year. I want to feel the real thing,” he said, nipping at Clint’s bottom lip.

Clint shuddered and squeezed Phil’s cock once before pulling away, sliding off of the chair and looking around. “Please say that you don’t want slow romance right now. And that you have lube,” he said.

Phil smirked as Clint tugged his clothes off, tossing them to the floor, before he opened a smaller drawer and pulled out a smallish bottle from the back, getting a raised eyebrow. “Tony and I did play a few times. I’ve just learned to keep lube stashed wherever possible,” he drawled.

Clint groaned. “I swear we’re going to give him such a wonderful thank you gift,” he said, kissing Phil deep and dirty again, taking the bottle of lube from his lover.

“I may have an idea for that, but later,” he said, tugging off his own clothes before tugging Clint back into another kiss, pressing their naked bodies again. Clint groaned and pushed him up against the desk, dropping the lube down and using his other hand to clear the paperwork and pens off of the desk. He would clean it all up later, after he bent his lover over it and fucked him good and hard.

“Need ya to turn around,” he groaned against kiss bruised lips, Phil rubbing against him with a needy sound. “Need ta open ya up and get ya ready for the real thing.” He hissed when the other man stroked a hand over his cock in a slow tease, feeling the shape and size of it.

“Need ta make a new mold-a-dick,” Phil decided. “Not quite the right shape,” he teased.

Clint rolled his eyes, got Phil turned around and bent him over the desk, pressing against his back, cock pressed up against the crack of Phil’s ass. “I made it while drunk. Having you help me make a new one will be better,” he purred, nipping at his lover’s shoulder as he picked up the bottle of lube. Slicking his fingers, he reached between them and stroked the other man’s hole, just teasing the muscles as he sucked a mark into his shoulder.

Phil growled, legs spreading while he rocked back into the finger, trying to get him to push the finger in. “Will you just please do something?” he groaned when Clint just continued to tease him. Clint chuckled and pushed his finger in, not pausing, Phil pressing back with a moan.

“Yeah, after this, I’m gonna enjoy just learning what makes you happy,” Clint chuckled, working the finger in and out before adding a second finger. Phil hissed out his moan at the burn but relaxed, holding onto the desk and shuddering when they found his prostate and stroked over it with a firm touch.

Moaning, Phil let his head thump down onto the desk as his legs shook with the shot of pure pleasure that worked through him. Letting out his breath, the sound soft and shuddering, he rocked back again and whined when Clint pulled his fingers free. The sound of a squirt and three fingers were pushing back into his body again, the burn still there but also a flood of pleasure as they spread and pushed just right.

Clint groaned at feeling Phil shudder under him, the sound of his pleasure filling his ear and making his cock twitch. “Fuck, condom,” he hissed, Phil waving a limp hand at his drawer. Digging around in it, not moving far from his lover and still working the fingers in, he dug around and found the box of condoms that came in his size, smirking slightly. “Use them to help the clean up after you’re done with the fake me?” he purred.

Phil looked over his shoulder, glaring at him as much as he could while twitching and shuddering under the working fingers. “Fuck. Me,” he growled, squeezing the fingers in him. Clint shuddered as his cock twitched at the thought of being in the body before him.

“Fuck yes,” he groaned, pulling his fingers free and pulling a condom out. Tearing the wrapping up with his teeth, he pulled it out and easily rolled it on, adding more slick to the condom and shuddering with a low groan. “Fuck. Yes.”

Phil sighed as Clint draped himself over his body, holding his cock and pressing it against the stretched, slick hole before pushing forward. Clint took his time, making him moan and hold still, feeling just the way that the other man felt different than the dildo made from a mold.

Phil idly wondered if Clint was maybe slightly smaller, not fully hard, when he had made the dildo, feeling fuller, more stretched, with his actual lover in his body. Throwing the thought out for the moment, he rolled his hips back into the other man, hissing when Clint rocked hard into him, shoving the last little bit into him with a hiss.

“Finally,” he groaned, resting his head on the desk as he relaxed, Clint panting against his shoulder as he clenched at his hips, leaving bruises most likely. “Now, will you fucking well move?” he asked, lifting his head to look at Clint over his shoulder again.

Clint laughed softly and stood up, arranging himself for the best angle without pulling out of Phil until he was ready. The first thrust was hard and fast, stroking all of the right places to make Phil choke on his breath but twitch at the pleasure that rolled through him. The second and third and fourth were enough to set the rhythm for them, Phil clenching the desk as he was held into place.

Clint was well and truly fucking Phil at that point, dragging ragged moans and growls from the slightly older male, not allowing him to move unless he moved him himself. Phil bit down around the yell of Clint’s name when the archer reached down to curl his fingers around his leaking prick and stroked in time with his movement.

Phil clawed at the desk, heat tightening and curling in his gut as he tried not to go crosseyed, drowning in the pleasure that he was feeling. He grunted and tensed when the other man shuddered and spilled over the hand and desk that was before him, Clint groaning softly. He got two more hard strokes in and out of his lover before he came into the condom, resting his head against the man’s back.

“Ah, yeah,” Clint breathed, Phil chuckling, limp against the desk and relaxed in the other man’s hold, just happy to lay there. “Really don’t want to move,” he groaned, slowly hefting himself up. “But I really want to head to your room and play some more.”

Phil groaned as Clint pulled free of his body, patting his ass. Wrinkling his nose at the feeling of lube, he slowly stood, stretching his body. “Were you smaller when you made the dildo or something?” he asked.

Clint blushed and shrugged. “I tend to shrink slightly when drunk,” he admitted, Phil smirking but not saying a thing as he dragged him into the bedroom. He wanted to fuck his lover now that he had gotten laid. And with the edge off, they could play for much, much longer. He was looking forward to it and by the way Clint was leering as he followed, so was he.
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