MHA #10- Sunday evening

[throughaphase]

Kitty was finding she'd really missed all the stuff that came with the beginning of a relationship. The feeling of just being happy with it, wanting to see someone all the time, and just thinking that everything was great because of it all.

What she hadn't missed was like that slightly self-conscious, completely-not-nervous-really feeling of making sure anything potentially embarrassing or messy had been dealt with before he came over. There were a few things that'd just been shoved into a closet because it was too early to really look like she was a nineteen-year-old who lived on her own and didn't usually get visitors.

So if Kitty was checking over to her apartment until Clint arrived to make sure she looked like an adult, really, then that would be why.


[For that guy!]

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[so_hawkward]

Clint tilted his head as he started to slide his other hand up under her shirt to rest on her back. "Did I tell you this was a good idea? Because this was a good idea," he said, laughing.

[throughaphase]

Kitty giggled into his neck, lightly nipping at the skin there. "Right now this feels like my best idea ever."

[so_hawkward]

"Feels good to me too," Clint murmured, moving his hand up a little higher under Kitty's shirt. "I'm glad you're nice and solid."

[throughaphase]

Smiling, she pulled back in order to sit up just enough to pull her shirt off over her head and toss it away... wherever it ended up. She was tired of that particular barrier. "Yeah, me too."

[so_hawkward]

"Oh god," Clint said, because those were just about the only words he could think of right now. "Was part of your plan to drive me a little crazy? 'Cause I think it's working."

[throughaphase]

"Bonus side effect," she smiled, maybe enjoying that reaction a little. "Would you rather I didn't?"

[so_hawkward]

"No, no, you're good," Clint said shaking his head quickly. Then he leaned up enough to pull his own shirt off, and smiled at her. "There, seems fair to keep things even."

[throughaphase]

Nope, she never got tired of seeing him shirtless. "That's not entirely even," she pointed out, reaching back as if to say she was happy to send her bra off to somewhere she'd have to hunt it down later if he wanted her to.

[so_hawkward]

"Oh, no, let me," Clint said, grinning up at her. "I mean, if you don't mind? Can I?"

[throughaphase]

Kitty smiled, dropping her arms and leaning forward a bit to give him better access. "Be my guest."

[so_hawkward]

Now this was something Clint was pretty good at. He undid the clasp of her bra and then slipped the straps down her arms, staring at her openly. "Mmmm, I still think I'm winning," he said.

[throughaphase]

"Sure, because I'm letting you," she teased, grinning.

[so_hawkward]

"Now I'm curious what letting you win would entail," Clint said. It was all he could do to keep his hands on Kitty's arms, rubbing gently.

[throughaphase]

"Well," she said, pretending to think while sliding a hand up his chest, "I think we'd both get something out of it."

[so_hawkward]

Clint's grin got wider as he arched into her touch. "Oh, I like the sound of this already..."

[throughaphase]

"If you didn't, I'm doing something wrong," Kitty pointed out. And she maybe started circling his nipple with her thumb, just because she liked his reaction.

[so_hawkward]

Clint gasped softly, biting his lip to not let out too much of a noise. He brought his hands around to Kitty's chest and did the same thing to her, because really, women were so much more fun to play with like that. "I don't think you could do anything wrong right now," he admitted.

[throughaphase]

Kitty moaned, leaning into his hands to encourage more of that sort of thing, and found all she could manage was a distracted, "Mm hm?" because she had no idea what he just said.

[so_hawkward]

"Oh, I'm making a note of this," Clint said quietly, moving his thumbs in slow circles around her nipples. "You're gorgeous. You ought to hear that more often."

[throughaphase]

Even as distracted as she was, that got a smile out of her. Or maybe it was that in combination with what he was doing. "Are you gonna tell me?"

[so_hawkward]

"I should, shouldn't I? Moaning at how good you look might not be enough," he said.

[throughaphase]

"And I want to get a lot more of those out of you," she admitted. "I might start confusing the meaning."

[so_hawkward]

"You want to get more of...oh," Clint said when he realized what she meant. "Of course you like all the embarrassing noises I make. Why am I not surprised."

[throughaphase]

"Because," she said, leaning in to kiss him, "those seem to mean you're enjoying yourself."

[so_hawkward]

Clint kissed Kitty back a little harder. "Trust me, if I'm with you, I'm enjoying myself. It's a given at this point."