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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[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."

[throughaphase]

He was good for her ego and general happy feelings.

"I just like confirmation. Besides, it's a huge turn-on," she said, going in for another longer kiss.

[so_hawkward]

Well, clearly Clint had to moan at that, if it meant turning her on and making her feel good. Making that happen as often as possible seemed like an excellent goal.

[throughaphase]

Kitty slipped her hand to the back of his head, and if the sound she made seemed maybe a little satisfied that she was getting sounds out of him, that's because it totally was.

[so_hawkward]

Clint tried to pull her close as they kissed, wanting to feel how their bodies pressed together without all the pesky clothes in the way. Really, they could just stay like this for a while, and Kitty would get all the noises she wanted.

[throughaphase]

For as much as Kitty wanted to take this further, any amount of closeness with Clint just felt good. And it meant she could try to map his body with her hands while she could actually focus on that task.

[so_hawkward]

Clint didn't have to make himself moan now, not with the way Kitty's hands felt on him, and he was caught between wanting to push a little and take things further, and wanting to just enjoy what he was getting at the moment.

[throughaphase]

Trying to find some kind of compromise there, Kitty let one hand wander to the waistband of his pants, just as a signal that she was starting to think that clothing was getting to be unnecessary. She told him his sounds were a turn-on...