For @deathbeforedecaf : Always wake up beside me.

[blackhourglass]

Things had been good for Clint and Natasha since they'd started dating. They hadn't killed one another ... yet, and the fights had been fairly minimal with only a few jealous flareups-- at least on Natasha's part. She didn't really know how Clint had been fairing, but it seemed to be alright. Natasha had stopped sleeping with clients and had cut off all ties with her ex's. They both would always be natural flirts, but that was fine with her. She knew that in the end, he belonged to her, and it was her body he came home to.

Speaking of which, she had fun planned for them tonight. "Movies" had been the spoken agenda, but Natasha had pulled out her toy chest and gotten out a few things that they'd both like in the bedroom. These were things they hadn't done together and Natasha was looking forward to it. She had even made some glow in the dark jello shots to start the night off with. Eating jello'ed alcohol off of one another was never, ever a bad way to start off a night.

Now all she needed was Clint.

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[blackhourglass]

"You ruined me a long time ago, Clint." She negotiates down his body, kissing him across his chest after he brings her back from his mouth and to the bed. There's plenty more to do, but instead of getting straight to it what he says next after making her laugh lightly with his wonderful comment about making her come for the rest of their lives, has her grinning for an equally amazing reason.

"I believe I asked you that first. Your place is smaller than mine and I have the better bathroom." She nudges him in the side, placing open mouth kisses where she can reach. "I hate waking apart too. I don't want to do it anymore." Her mouth opens around his nipple and suckles at it, hair sweeping across his chest. A free hand reaches down and inside his pants so that she can curl her fingers around his dick. "You've got such a beautiful dick." She turns to watch as she pulls it free of his pants.

"I think we need to get rid of the rest of your clothing if we're going to play with all the toys I have though."

[deathbeforedecaf]

"I'm putting that in my vows, I hope you know. In front of all our friends and family, I'm gonna say that I want to make you come for the rest of our lives." He knows they're unlikely to actually get married in any official way, but a simple ceremony to dedicate themselves to another? Yeah, Clint can see that. "Gonna make you come so much, babe. All the time, every day."

Clint, as predictable as ever, reaches down and cups her ass with his big hands. It's short lived though, because Natasha is moving down his body with her lips and hands. It's good, it feels good, and Clint is trying not to be selfish and drag her back up to eat her out again.

"Okay but hear me out. I own my building, and the family that was in the penthouse is moving out. We can take that, rent out my place. I'll show you next time you come over."

He does need less clothing though, so he shimmies out of his pants and lays back, hands behind his head.

[blackhourglass]

"Okay, you say that and I'm going to say that you have the best dick ever and that we will have sex up until our parts don't work anymore, cause I'm never going to stop needing you Clint Barton. I love you so fucking much." It doesn't matter if they never have a true wedding. Natasha figures that one day they'll have their own little thing that makes sense in the world they've made together. They know that this is it and Natasha won't ever need another man in her life. Clint's perfect in every way for her.

She sighs against the feeling of his hands, even as she starts to move down his body. Tonight is about him. He's always so wonderfully giving and tonight he's letting her take this lead and give to him. She plans on giving him exactly what he needs and showing him that all he could ever want, she can still offer.

Hovering over his hip, Natasha pauses before she runs her tongue along the full stripe of protruding bone. It's one of the favorite parts about him being so perfectly fit. It sticks out and is great to wrap her lips around-- even before she reaches his pant line. "Okay, tomorrow. I don't want to wait." She moves back so he can get out of his pants, and then goes right back to where she was.

This time she slides her hand along the inside of his thigh and cups his balls gently, lowering her mouth further she takes them inside and sucks on them, licking and barely pulling at the sack. It's always a weird feeling, but she likes the textures and the way he squirms. Her free hand plays with his perineum.

AHHH THE ICON

[deathbeforedecaf]

Clint is really looking forward to their night together. Natasha knows that he has and likes having sex with men, and part of that is the anal sex. He's been dying to have her peg him since they decided to get back together for good.

He pets her hair gently when she starts licking him and lays back to enjoy himself. He's not sure what Natasha has planned other than pegging him, but he's looking forward to it. He's always been more submissive in bed, even with women. He'll take control when Natasha wants him to, but over all, he likes it when she makes the decisions.

He kicks off his pants and tosses them aside, then surrenders himself to Natasha's mouth.

"Fuck, Tasha, feels good."

I love it so much. I need more.

[blackhourglass]

Since she can't give him the hard masculine body, the least she can do is offer up the pleasure of stimulating his prostate and offering a decent hardcore fucking, however he wants it. Natasha is happy to take the mantle of control the majority of the time, as long as she knows that she can give it up when she needs to. Clint does that for her. The days that she needs to let go, he lets her.

Actually, the day that he held her and nothing else was the day that she knew she wanted this for the rest of their lives, and that she'd do anything in her power to keep Clint. This is an easy thing to do for him, enjoyable in every way. She loves going down on him, and has feeling that she's going to have fun with the rest of this too. Flipping the tables can be fun.

Pulling off for a second, she flicks her tongue over the tip of his cock, letting a bit of saliva mix with his precome and lift as she looks up. "You taste amazing, baby." She smears it across her lips and then drops her head back down. Swiping her hand over his cock, she covers it in the mix of saliva and precome to get it slightly lubricated. It's not enough for much, but it's enough to play with.

Pushing open Clint's legs, Natasha nudges his thigh wide and to the side giving her access to his entrance. She slides her fingers around that tiny dark ring of muscles, playing with it as she had before with her tongue. This time she pushes in gently with her finger, feeling the slightly dry resistance before it gives and lets her digit in. She hums around his cock when it does.

this is the best i can do

[deathbeforedecaf]

Natasha is working wonders on him with her mouth. She's so good at making him feel good that he almost forgets to expect the finger when it comes. Luckily, she teases him a little first, and then slides it in. It's been a while since Clint has done this, on account of being in a committed monogamous relationship with a woman, so he's a little tighter than he might be normally. "Mm, Tasha, feels good," he murmurs.

Her mouth on his cock and her finger in his ass makes him feel incredible, and he's looking forward to the rest of their night. "Want me to get the lube?"

[blackhourglass]

Granted Nat hadn't pegged a guy before, but she'd fingered more than her fair share and used plenty of toys in that area. Plenty of men enjoyed prostate play and she was never shy about giving anyone the pleasure they desired as Clint well knows. Lubricant was a very big part of it all, and so she had it within her grasp already. It was as easy to reach as the strap-on that she was going to put on in a little bit.

"I'll get it in a second. I promise, I won't hurt you baby. I know how to do this right." Licking the tip of his cock, she moved downward and licked around his balls and then lower. It had been fun surprising him when she went down on him that first time. Curling her finger inside of him, she felt around for that soft little bit of flesh that would send him jolts of pleasure. For now she only wanted to tease at it a little bit before she wet him with her mouth.

As soon as she found that precious gland and gave it the attention it deserved; she removed her finger and replaced that with her tongue. Maybe her tongue couldn't reach where her finger could, but she knew all the nerves right around his entrance were incredibly sensitive to the heat of her wet mouth. She lapped and twisted that red muscle to play with him, enjoying all the pleasure she was able to offer him, since he was always so generous in his loving. This time it was her turn.

[deathbeforedecaf]

"Oh, I trust you, babe." Clint will trust Nat until the day he dies, no matter what she's doing. In this, his trust will never waver. He rolls his hips in time with Natasha's movements, takes everything she's giving, and says, "I feel so good Tasha. You're making me feel so good."

If Clint feels good now, it's nothing in comparison to how he feels when she uses her tongue on him. Clint cries out at the first pass, then just pants as she continues to lick him. He'd been surprised the first time she'd done this, even though he shouldn't have been. Natasha is a wild woman in bed, maybe more wild than he is. Now, it's a regular part of their sex. Still feels incredible, though.

"Fuckkkkk Tasha. Oh fuck-"

[blackhourglass]

It's pretty true. Natasha would most likely enjoy all of this in reverse, not that she'd ever really ask for it, but if he ever decided to do anything like it for the experience, she'd love it. There was very little in the realm of sexuality that she didn't like. It didn't matter much to her, Clint was open to a lot of things, and those he wasn't open to Natasha could easily live without if she got to spend her forever with a man who loved her like this. He was everything she always wanted. This was everything she ever needed.

Listening to every little sound Clint made as she licked against his muscles always made her feel more powerful than she knew she was. It was amazing how much pleasure this simple action delivered. It was like when she sat over Clint's face. Her tongue was sloppy now, digging and lapping up every which way as she reached for the lube.

Nat coated a finger with it and pressed it in right behind her tongue, going for that one spot she'd hit previously. He was already open enough for a single finger, so it was easy to pull and push, to angle the finger different ways as she opened him up. When she added a second finger, it was tight and his body fought the intrusion before pulling it in and holding onto it. His body was a wonder back here. It was obvious why he'd like being fucked. "Damn, this is so sexy. You are so sexy. I love all those sounds. I love the way you feel inside. I can't wait until I can do this with another finger, and finally with my cock."

[deathbeforedecaf]

It feels so good, and then it somehow feels even better. Natasha is really taking care of him, getting him ready for her cock. "Babe, you're incredible." Clint had known that being in a monogamous relationship with a woman might mean that he would miss this, but now he knows that he won't. She really is the best thing that's ever happened to him.

He does wonder though, "Would you want this? Me to fuck your ass? Have a vibe in your pussy?" Clint will, if that's what she wants. It actually sounds pretty hot. Another idea, "You should come up here, let me eat you out while you get me ready. I wanna make you feel good too, sweetheart."

[blackhourglass]

Lifting up her head, she looks at Clint over the span of his body. He's so fucking amazing and she's enjoying herself so much with this that she doesn't want to stop what she's doing, not even to change positions and she certainly doesn't want the distraction of a budding orgasm while focusing on his pleasure right now. Plus, there's a secret to the strap on she's got, that she doubts Clint even noticed.

Licking over her lips, she places a kiss to his hip while her fingers continue to work him open, fingering him slowly for now. A part of her wants to work him open more quickly, and fuck him harder, but she's going to wait for that, wait for the real thing when she can feel what it's like to do it with something more than her fingers.

"Yeah, hell yeah I'd want you to do this to me. There are plenty of plenty of women that can orgasm from anal sex, maybe I'm one of them. Who knows. I've never tried anything back there, but I'd love to. I'm always open to trying anything. You know that babe, especially with you. Except I'm going to keep going down here, and I'll get off when I peg you, cause I got the strap and a dildo that's for both of us. One end for you, and one side for me." She says as she pauses for a minute to lift up the dildo. I did my research.

[deathbeforedecaf]

"Yeah?" Clint repeats. He thinks it would be fun, really hot even. "Or like, you can wear a plug while I fuck you, or... there's lots of things that we can try, babe." His voice is not steady at this point, more breathless than anything, but if Natasha isn't going to come up her and let him keep it busy, he's going to use it.

"Feels good, Tasha. Fuck, you're good with your hands. I can't wait for you to fuck me. It's gonna be fucking amazing. I just know it." They're incredibly sexually compatible after all. "Oh fuck, you get it at the same time as me? That's so fucking hot."

[blackhourglass]

"I'll be happy to try both, lover. You know we have time to try it all. There's nothing I wouldn't do with you." She says, adding a third finger to make sure he's completely opened up so that he won't be uncomfortable when she puts in the strap-on vibrator. It's a pretty intense experience, she imagines and she wants to make sure that he's going to feel good the whole way through. Plus, she won't actually be able to feel his skin like she does now and so she's savoring the inside of his body like this while she can.

"You know, I fucking love feeling inside you. I don't get to do that usually. It feels so good to have my fingers in you, filling you, if even a little bit, like you fill me up and make me feel so fucking whole all the time." She doesn't know if it's the same for him, but there's nothing more intimate than when he's inside her sharing that part of himself with her. Maybe it's because she loves him, but it's completely different with him, letting him inside her makes her feel more complete, more connected to him in a way she doesn't feel to anyone else. "Almost there, lover."

[deathbeforedecaf]

"Babe, sweetheart, love of my life, you can do this any time you want. I can fuck you after too." Clint's been openly bi for years now, dating and sleeping with people of all genders, and living his best life as a bottom. It's really nice that Natasha wants to do this with him, that she likes doing it. "This is so fucking hot, you know?"

He starts to roll his hips, just a little, just to get a little bit more from her. He loves the way she's filling him, and he can't wait for more. "Please, fuck Tasha, I need more." He's sure she could get him off with just her fingers, but he really wants her to fuck him. "Will you give it to me hard?" he asks. "I wanna feel it tomorrow."

[blackhourglass]

"Tonight is all about me pleasuring you. I'm going to get off and be filled all at the same time you are. Don't you worry." She leaned over and sucked up another small mark on his thigh when he began to wave his hips. It was amazing to see him come apart like this in a way she'd never seen him. Then to hear him begin to say things she's never heard, she nodded and licked over her lips. "Don't worry. I don't plan on taking it easy on you."

Pulling her fingers out of him, she circled his hole a few times with the tip of one, delicately teasing that outer rim of nerves before releasing him completely so that she could get set up. It took a few minutes to situate the harness properly around her hips and then to adjust the vibrator in it. She fingered herself some to make sure that all that wetness that she'd felt while fucking him moved to the outer walls of her vagina. Then in went her part. When she turned it on, it hit her hard and she bowed over Clint's legs for a second. "Fuck me, that feels so damn good. You're gonna love this."

The entire thing was moving when she lined up with Clint's tight entrance. Pressing his legs up, she rocked him back and leaned over to kiss him deeply. After covering him and the dildo with plenty of lube, she slowly began to slip the tip inside him. "Tell me how it feels. I'm gonna go slow, but I can't feel your natural resistance, so I don't know when to stop or not." She pulled back a little, and pushed in more, trying to mimic what he did for her, and what she'd seen on porn.

[deathbeforedecaf]

Clint watches Natasha with rapt attention as she puts the harness on. It's way hotter than he'd expected it to be, but that's probably because it's Natasha. He's positive that she'd be hot in anything. "I know I'm gonna love it. I love you." And he does, so, so much. Not only is she happily doing this for him, he knows that she would do a whole lot more to make him happy.

Even the feeling of the toy against his entrance is amazing. Clint feels his breath caught in his throat. Natasha kisses him, and he kisses her right back, so grateful that they're sharing this with each other. "Fuck," he breathes. "Keep going, please. It feels so good."

[blackhourglass]

This whole new step that they've taken between them has only grown by leaps and bounds, and quickly. It's like there was never a time when they really were apart. It's only brought all those little moments they had and muscled them altogether into this wonderful relationship, laced together on the deep chords of their love. Every time Clint took Nat into his arms, or she touched her lips to his, she was reminded of how impossibly insane her love for him was.

"I know you're going to love this. I'm already loving it." Her hand moved over his thigh. It was such a difference in viewpoints. His cock was large and sat glistening against that beautiful trail that lead to it. Taking another breath, she pushed into him further, paused, and then deeper still. Each time she paused, she watched his reaction, making sure that nothing felt off about what she was doing. By the time she felt near the end of the vibrator, she had to pause and moan herself. "Fuck me, this feels so good. Like I'm in you, and you're in me."

Slipping back from him all the way, she pushed back in again, and watched him closely. "How does it feel?" Her own body wanted to fall over him with as quick as the vibration was working along her inner walls. She had forgotten what it was like to have one constantly pulsing inside her. Instead, she steadied her resolve and began to move within him like she'd been doing so for years.

[deathbeforedecaf]

It's so fucking hot, watching Natasha slowly press the vibrator into him. And the more he takes, the better it feels. The buzz of the vibrator is different than taking a cock, but that doesn't mean he doesn't feel incredible. He can tell that she does too, simply by the look on her face. "Feels good," he tells her, sitting up on his elbows so that he can catch her lips in a kiss.

He falls back quickly so that she can start fucking him, and glues his eyes to her tits. They're so gorgeous, the way they bounce with her every movement as she thrusts into him. "Tasha, your fucking tits, oh my god," he moans, reaching up to cup one of them. "So gorgeous, babe, sweetheart, light of my goddamn life."

[blackhourglass]

It may not feel the same as a man, using a rubber vibrator. She'd gotten the one online that had cost half a god-damn fortune, but it promised that he'd love it and she would too. Nat was obviously most concerned about Clint. She'd gotten a few other varieties, and some other fun things to fuck him with while she was playing around. The idea had really grown on her. Plus, she'd found a few things to play with the other way around. Figuring that he deserved to have equally as much fun.

He told her not to take it easy on him, so once she gets a set rhythm going, she keeps one knee on the bed and unfolds the other so that she's got her foot resting next to her, giving her further traction against him. It also gives her a slight sideways angle, which a book had suggested to further his pleasure-- said it was better for reaching that spot inside him.

Biting her lip, she glanced down at the way her tits bounced everytime she stuck her cock into him. "Yeah? You like my big cock baby? I bet you love how I can fuck you and you can watch my tits bounce. I bet that's gotta get you hard for me." She reached between his legs and began to stroke him slowly. She didn't want it to end too soon. This was pretty fucking fun.

"Fuck, you've got a great ass, so tight around me. Let me fuck this beautiful ass of yours. Just like this." There was a trick to feeling dirty talk, and this tiny bit of control was about right. She could hear their bodies smacking now. Sweat began to glisten across her body and roll down her back.

[deathbeforedecaf]

Clint hasn't taken his eyes away from those absolutely perfect tits for a moment since Natasha really started to fuck him. "I love your big cock," he says, reaching up to pinch her nipples. "And I love this perky titties of yours. Literally, everything about you is perfect. You're incredible, babe."

Natasha starts to stroke him, and it's all Clint can do to stop himself from reaching down to rub her clit. He's sure she's getting enough pleasure from the vibrator, but he just loves making her feel good. He's pretty sure that's a great quality in a boyfriend, but he also knows that she wants to [do this her way.

Either way, he can just go down on her again after if she wants him to. Clint will never tell her no when it comes to that.

"God, this feels so good, Tasha," he murmurs, "so fucking good."

[blackhourglass]

Part of why she loves the strap-on is that it covers all her most intimate parts, even if Clint tried to reach down and rub at her clit, he would have to dislodge the entire strap-on to do it-- and Nat is pretty damn sure that he doesn't want to do that. Besides she's already moaning now and then from the rubbing that she gets from rubbing against the leather and his body every time she fucks into him.

Fucking him is an amazing situation. It sends her body wild, from the vibrator to the way it rubs at her own clit. Then there's the power of feeling her man like this and watching him take a whole new type of pleasure. She can barely stand it. Licking over her lips she shivers and tosses her hair back to get it out of her face.

"Fuck you look so good like this." She started to work him harder. He said he didn't want to stand, so she began to use the strength in her hips and back muscles. She had immense power there and used it now. "Yeah, you feel that, like that. Harder? I'm deep now. I can feel how your body keeps holding on so fucking tight. Perfect little ass." She reached down and smacked it, then rubbed her hand around the area she smacked. "God, you feel so good. I'm getting close to coming myself."

[deathbeforedecaf]

"Tasha, I can't believe that you're doing this for me. You're so fucking amazing." He can't take it much longer. The vibration and the combination of her fucking him like this is about to send him over the edge. "You need to come too. I won't be able to fuck you for a bit after this," he warns.

He closes his eyes and lets himself really feel what Natasha is doing, brings his hand down to his cock to stroke it, and looks directly at Natasha's tits. "Fuuuuuck," he breathes, spurting across his stomach and somehow even landing some on her tits.

"Come, please come," he begs her. "Or get up here and I'll make you come."

[blackhourglass]

Watching him stretched out beneath her is more than a small turn on. It's nothing like anything Natasha's ever experienced before. She feels immense pleasure, and is barely holding on by a tiny thread to the orgasm that is waiting, clinging to her every little nerve to explode the second Clint does. Never did she think she could do this, make Clint feel like this. This had been a pleasure only men could give him before and now she has that ability. It pushes her closer and closer.

It's not even all the vibrations and the constant rubbing, although that is a thin edge that's peeling away each and every thought with how she fucks into the love of her life. It's the way he reacts. "Fuck is right. Oh god, Clint. You feel so damn good, I'm going to come too. Jesus, baby. Look at you."

Leaning over she locks her lips with his as he jerks forward into his hand, hers wrapping around his to make sure that he's not alone in that moment of making himself come. She follows him over the edge, everything in her body screaming, right through her orgasm, including her lungs. She cries out his name, and keeps pushing into him as she bites at his shoulder to keep from being any louder. Her orgasm lasts and lasts, rolling her over time and again. Panting, she finally comes to a stop, her body finishing and she has to turn the vibrator off-- everything in her is far too sensitive. She imagines it feels the same for Clint too.

"That was remarkable baby. You are so beautiful, so gorgeous. I love you so fucking much. Oh god."

[deathbeforedecaf]

"That was so fucking good," Clint says. Gently, he pulls the vibrator out of himself, and then out of Natasha too. Considering how hard she came, he's sure that she's sensitive. Once it's out of both of them, he takes the harness off and pulls Natasha into his arms. "Tasha, I can't believe you did that for me." It's not that he thought she'd be opposed to it, he just never thought to ask.

"I'll do anything for you, you know? Literally anything." He'd become a criminal for her when they'd first met, after all. "There's nothing you could ask for that I wouldn't try my damndest to give you." Of that, he's absolutely sure. He'd kill for her, or die for her, or any number of things. He just loves her that much.

[blackhourglass]

Natasha was going to be the one that did all the rest of the hardwork, but given that Clint quickly took action and slipped off the harness and slid out the vibrators-- all Nat was left with was his sweaty body to press against hers. She was breathing heavy from her orgasm. It was new and different, both all at once. Not to mention getting to watch Clint come undone the way he did. She'd do it all again in a heartbeat.

"I love you Clint, and I always want to be everything for you, and meet every one of your needs, sexually and otherwise. I know you enjoyed men, and I can't be one, but I'll give you all that I can to help you enjoy what you had." She would do the same. Kill, die, break any law. He was the love of her life, and the other half to her soul--there was not another person in this world who understood her like he did. She was his first and forever love.

Stretching out across him, she kisses his neck and then takes time to mark over his chest, keeping one of her marks there for now. "You know, I think that we should get matching tattoos, or ones that go together. I want to wear your mark. I need to wear your mark. I know I'll always belong to you, but I want more."