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Clint Barton, Esquire ([personal profile] cawcawbirdbrain) wrote in [community profile] bakerstreet 2013-01-27 01:23 am (UTC)

Every noise she made was like a symphony of sound, his fingers gripped her hips tighter, leaving small red marks from his hold, but hey, marking her up was always a bonus right?

He groaned as she tightened and he had to squeeze his eyes closed to block it out, lips pressed against hers like she was trying to steal his air, hell she could have it.

It was only when she fell against him did he open his eyes to find himself in a shroud of red hair. Over too quickly and hell he hadn't even reached breaking point, nearly there, so he slowly rolled them over, guessing this could be classed as round three in her eyes with him trailing behind.

Slow and steady he rocked against her until yeah, there it was, pressing a kiss to her lips as he came and shuddered against her, taking a moment with his forehead pressed against hers while he shook away the comedown. "We need to shower."

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