Highschool (Teen/Adult)

Natasha runs her tongue along his length, then over the tip, working his base with her hand.

He groans getting cclose.

Natasha sucks and licks the tip, before taking all of him in her mouth, her tongue brushing under it.

"Oh.. baby.." he groans.

Natasha manages to tighten and relax her throat muscles around the tip of his length, her head bobbing up and down as she sucks.

He cums down her throat, moaning loudly.

Natasha makes sure to swallow it all, her green eyes watching him, cleaning him up with her tongue, a small smirk edging on her lips as she sat on his lap.

He holds her close, kissing her head.

Natasha smiles, resting her head on his shoulder.

"I love you." He smiles.

"I love you too." Natasha smiles, her finger tracing his jaw line.

Clint walks down the stairs to where he knew the kitchen was. "Woah! Sorry dude." Clint says, turning his back to them, Natasha did a good job of covering Michael up by how she was sitting, but Clint figured he was half-naked.

"No big deal." He laughs, finding it hind of funny.

Clint chuckles lightly. "Is it cool if I get somethin' to eat?" He asks, still with his back to them, Natasha not at all bothered, she was kissing and nipping at Michaels neck.

"Yeah. Just a sec." Michael says, pulling his boxers back up. "Okay. Its cool now."

"Okay, thanks." Clint smiles, looking for something he could share, so decides on pancakes. He wears jeans over his boxers, though leaves his muscular torso and arms for show. Natasha teasingly nibbles the lobe of Michaels ear.

Michael holds her hips tighter, holding back moans.

Kali slowly wakes up, yawning and sighing as she discovers that shes alone.

Natasha smiles slightly, running her hand under his shirt, kissing under his jaw.

Clint glances back smirking lightly. He shakes his head, beginning to cook the pancakes.

He bites his lip lleaning his head back.

She goes and showers in her room.

Natasha runs her tongue up his neck, then nibbling down.

Clint puts the pancakes on a plate, putting syrup on them.

He lets out a low moan, shutting his eyes.

She stays in the shower for a while, her hair being quite thick.

Natasha smirks, kissing his lips.

Clint smirks. "Have fun, you two." He chuckles, walking up the stairs with the pile of pancakes, walking in her room. "Hey, I made pancakes." He calls, figuring she was in the bathroom.

He smirks and kisses back.

She lets out a sigh of relief. "Okay. Thanks!" She calls, finishing up and turning off the water.

"I'm gonna take a shower." Natasha says, kissing him a few times before getting up.

Clint sits on the edge of the bed, waiting for her.

"Can I come?" He asks.

She dries off and gets dressed before coming back out. "Hey."

"Sure." Natasha shrugs with a nod, giving a small smile.

"Hey." Clint smiles. "Thought I left, huh?" He asks, though his smile stays.