Avengers Imagines

Grease Part 2

"So what's a pretty girl like you doing with a crappy car like this?" He asked, looking to you as he stuck his grease covered hands under the hood if your car. You could only imagine how those hands would feel on you.....what?! What where you thinking?!
"A regalo from my abuelo." You replied with a smirk.
"I don't speak Spanish." He said not looking from his work.
"A gift." You said, leaning against your car running your fingers through your hair. When you raised your arms your shirt lifted to reveal the perfect curve of your hips against your jean shorts. Not to mention ho good of a view he had of your athletic legs. "Take a picture. It lasts longer" you said, shifting uncomfortably under his gaze. He looked up to your eyes with a smirk that welcomed your dirty thoughts.
"You know I might just do that." He said looking down to continue his work. His shoulders tensed and relaxed as he worked, muscles bugling and smoothing repeatedly. He was maravilloso and you loved it. Loved him. You tended to love the things you could never have. And he was one of those things. But you couldn't resist him.
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Clint sat next to you, feet up on the dash of his car. It'd been 2 weeks since your car broke down. He'd offered to drive you home. But it was his excuse to get to spend time with you. His arm was splayed on your seat, behind your neck. He took a detour to a forest. You'd been here plenty of times, all the kids you knew practically grew up here, had their first kiss here, lost their virginity here. You name it- it's been done here.

Clint looked to you, to your lips and back to your eyes. You shook your head.

"Clint we can't." You said leaning back from his kiss. But he pursued you, until you were leaning against the door of his car. He cradled you face and kissed you, in a way you had never been kissed before. This kiss wasn't for sex. And it was amazing. He pulled away looking into your eyes.

"Well toots, it looks like we just did."