Highschool (Teen/Adult)

Natasha smiles.

Clint huffs, shoving the guy away. "You're not worth it." He growled, looking to Kali. "Are you alright?" He asks, his arm dropping to his side.

He rests his hand on hrr hip.

She nods, giving him a thsnkful hug. "Thank you."

Natasha smiles, kissing him still.

Clint smiles a little, resting a strong hand on her back. "Anytime." He smiles.

He keeps kissing back.

She smiles and slowly pulls away.

Natasha kisses in return.

Clint smiles. "Got any good video games? No offence, but this party kinda sucks."

He takes her to his room.

She nods and smiles, taking him up to her room.

Clint smiles, following her.

Natasha smiles. "Do we have to be quiet again?" She asks, smirking a little.

"Nope. This room is sound proof." He grins.

She smiles and turns on the xbox. "What do you want to play?"

Natasha smiles. "Good." She grins.

Clint laughs lightly, shrugging. "Anything. As long as its good."

He smirks and kisses her.

She smiles. "Grand Theft Auto is fine then?"

Natasha smiles, wrapping her arms around his neck, kissing him back.

Clint smiled. "5? Cos' thats like the best one." He grinned.

He deepens it, laying her back. 

"Of course." She grins and outs it in, handing him a controller

Natasha goes with his movements, still kissing him.

Clint laughs lightly. "Great." He grinned.

He takes off her dress.

She smiles and sits next to him, starting to play.

Natasha smiles, pulling off his shirt.

Clint smiles, managing to steal a car. "Ooooo! Strip club!" He laughs, diving out of the car and sprinting to it.

He smiles and pulls off his jeans

She giggles and steals a cop car, driving around.

Natasha smiles, edging further onto the bed.

Clint messes around in the club, managing to get thrown out. "What.. the fuck?" He asks to no one in particular. "Free hugs!" He shouts, diving onto random people.

He oushes down his boxers and thrusts into her.

She laughs and soon gets arrested.

Natasha moans loudly, arching her back slightly.

Clint laughs. "C'mon, what happened to losing 'um?" He asks teasingly, playfully nudging her, managing to pick up a whore on one of the question marks, looking terrified when she "delivers her services".

He moans and thrusts hard and fast.

She giggles. "You look as if you haven't had that happen before." She teases.

Natasha moans louder, pushing her hips against his with each thrust, which damn near makes her scream.

Clint smirked. "Of course I haven't.." He said jokingly.

"You're so fucking tight.." he groans

She raises an eyebrow. "Oh really now?"

Natasha moans. "I-.. Is that.. b-.. bad?" She breathes.

"Yup." Clint smiles lightly.

"Not at all." He moans

She smilles slightly. "Wow."

Natasha moans, pulling him down to kiss him, gripping his hair in two fists.

"Yeah, well.." Clint shrugged, looking down.