Highschool (Teen/Adult)

"Clint!" She cries out in pleasure, throwing her head back.

Clint tongues her clit, adding another finger, pumping them in and out of her.

"Oh.. fuck!" She cries out, gripping the ties.

Clint quickens his movements, adding another finger.

She moans loudly, getting close to her orgasm.

Clint uses the thumb of his free hand to rub her, adding his tongue along with another finger inside her, his tongue, lips and fingers moving expertly.

She cries out in pleasure as she hits her orgasm.

Clint cleans her up with his tongue, licking his fingers clean. He runs kisses from her groin up to her nape of her neck. "You taste so good." He murmurs against her neck, his hard-on against her thigh.

She lets out a light moan, arching her back.

Clint positions himself at her entrance, kissing at her breasts, moaning lightly as he trusts inside her.

She moans loudly, throwing her head back.

Clint begins to kiss and bite her neck as he starts to rhythmically thrust into her.

She moans as he hits her g spot.

"Come on, I know you can moan louder than that." Clint whispers, thrusting twice quite quickly, hitting her g spot both times.

She moans louder, proving him right.

Clint smiles, thrusting hard, deep and quick, trying to hit her g spot every time.

She screams his name as a second orgasm rips through her.

Clint lets out a moan as he comes inside her, his strong arms, the muscles of which were now flexed, were keeping him from collapsing on her. He pants lightly, lousily kissing her neck. "I love you." He whispers.

"I love you too." She murmurs tiredly, tilting her head back.

Clint smiles lightly, untying her restraints, pulling a blanket over to her, putting it over them as he wraps his arms around her.

She cuddled into him, lightly kissing his lips before leaving her head against the pillow.

Clint smiles, kissing her back before resting his head near hers, closing his eyes. He loved the closeness he had with her.

She soon falls asleep.

Clint falls asleep also.

Natasha watches the TV quietly, fiddling with her fingers. She was fairly bored.

"Wanna find something to do?" He asks her, turnings his gaze to her.