Highschool (Teen/Adult)

Natasha takes a small bite of pizza, looking to him when she notices him watching her. She gives a small, sheepish smile.

Clint murmurs in his sleep, grunting a little, his fingers twitching, his eyes flickering.

He chuckles ans takes a bite out of his.

She decides that she cant take it anymore and climbs on top of him, straddling his back and kissing his neck.  "Babe.."

Natasha smiles, continuing to eat.

"Hm?" Clint hums, keeping his eyes closed.

He smiles and takes his plate to the sink when hes done.

"I need you.. I don't care what you do to me.. just please. Wake up." She murmurs.

Natasha follows him with her empty plate.

Clint sits up, rubbing his eyes.

He amuses and watches her.

She lets him wake io completely.

Natasha looks up to him, flashing a flirty grin.

Clint stretches his muscular arms, looking to her. "Are you sure?" He asks, running a hand from her waist to her ass.

He chuckles and kissed her.

She nods, straddling his lap. "Yep." She whispers, biting his earlobe. "I'm all yours."

Natasha smiles, kissing him back.

Clint smirked, flipping the over so he was on top, his waist between her legs. "We'd better get started, then." He whispers, determined to make her scream in pleasure. He had already removed her pants and underwear, though left his on.

He holds her hips.

She smirks. "Maybe tying me up would help." She suggests, leaning back against the bed.

Natasha smiles, wrapping her arms around his neck, pressing against him.

Clint rose an eyebrow, before smirking, using her belts to tie her hands and feet down, after fully undressing her. He grins at his work. He was going to make sure he takes his sweet time with making her come.

"I love you." He whispers

She watches him curiously, raising am eyebrow.

"I love you too." Natasha smiles, pecking his nose.

Clint smiled, stripping to his boxers, a large, obvious tent there where his hard-on stood. He walked to her, climbing onto the bed, running his tongue up to her inner thigh from her knee, his first two fingers brushing against her folds. "Wet already?" He smirks.

He chuckles and starts tickling her.

She moans, nodding.

Clint smiles, pulling his fingers to his mouth, licking them clean. He gave a quick swipe of his tongue over her folds. "Do you want this?" He murmurs, kissing and sucking at her thighs, leaving her hickies which he knew would be visible if she went swimming anytime soon.

Natasha giggles, haunching forward, her ass pressed into his crotch, though she kept giggling, amazingly ticklish.

She moans, nodding. "Y-yes."

He chuckles and keeps tickling her.

Clint smirks lightly, pressing his lips lightly against her folds. "I can't hear you." He hums against her.

Natasha giggles more, pressing more firmly into him.

"Yes, I like it." She speaks up.

He smiles and stops

Clint smiles, running his tongue over her clit.

Natasha draws in gasps of hair, light giggles escaping her throat.

She moans loudly, tipping her head back.

He kissed her nose and smiles.

Clint swirls his tongue around her clit a few times, before sliding his tongue into her, licking against her walls.

Natasha smiles cutely, hugging him. She counts all the hickies shes left on his neck with her finger, smirking lightly.

She moans louder, gripping the belts that secured her hands.

He chuckles and hugs back

Clint uses one of his free hands to tease her clit, the other brushing against her inner thigh.

Natasha smiles, resting her face in the crook of his neck.

She moans. She had only been tied like this once before, and it wasn't by a guy. Kali was in fact bisexual, but only certain people knew.

He smiles and relaxes.

Clint adjusts so he was sucking and nipping at her clit, and that his first finger was sliding into her. He was determined to make her come more than once. With his free hand, he gave himself a few quick strokes to take the edge off, his hard-on throbbing with a need.