Avengers Imagines

Grease: Final Part

You sat in a tree outside his window, throwing pebbles at it. It was definitely cliché but sometimes you need that. It took a while to get his attention. He looked back and took a double take, startled. He put down whatever he was doing and opened his window, squinting at you, trying to see you better in the night.

"What are you doing here?" He asked.

"I'm here to woo you back." You said bluntly, a blush creeping up your neck. He chuckled.

"Well your gonna have to do a lot better than throw rocks at my window."

"Maybe if you'd let me in, I can do better." Thankfully he got the point, running down to unlock the front door.

"It's 10:00, why were you out so late, you could have gotten hurt?" He asked.

"Aw, you were worried thanks honey." You said pulling him close for a kiss. He paused, surprised by your forward was but pulled you close, engaging in the kiss.

You weren't usually this forward but you had fallen for Clint, you had fallen hard. And you'd do anything to get him back. Clint pulled away, trying to comprehend what he thought about the situation.

"Don't think you can just come a kiss me and get me back. That's not how it works here." He said, leaning in to kiss you again before pulling away.

"Oh I know. Tonight's your treat- you can do whatever you want to me." Clint whimpered.......whimpered at the sound of that.

"If only you knew what I was thinking." He sighed, pulling you close, giving into his want and desire. He kissed your neck, feeling for your sensitive spot, finding it and biting. You moaned, arching up into him. He hands found their homes I between your shoulder blades while his other hand grabbed your ass.

"Clint....."

"Whada'ya want toots?" He asked rutting against you.

"Clint, people can see us. Not here," you said with a moan. Clint had realized you were wearing a nightgown and had slipped his hands underneath, feeling your flesh.

"Come to my room with me."
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"Are you sure you want this?" Clint asked, rolling a condom on himself. Little did he know, you were a virgin. You nodded, feeling bare underneath his gaze, which you were. Clint leaned forward and kissed you softly, slowly pushing past the tensed muscle that kept him from you. He groaned at the feeling, how you clenched around him. "You're so tight........ feels so good baby doll. You feel so good." Clint said, his muscled arms wrapping around your thin frame. Clint sat on his heels, reaching deeper inside you. You felt a few tears escape your eyes and Clint kissed them away. "Everything's gonna be okay baby. We'll figure this out. We'll be together okay, we'll make it. Even if......if we have to r-run away." Clint said as he thrusted, trying not to hurt you.

"Clint."

"What? What is it baby? Am I hurting you?" He asked, worried.

"No Clint, I- I think I love you." You said.

"Great!" Clint said with a kiss.

"I've loved you since the day I laid eyes on you in Elementary School. And now I have you." He said and thrusted again, earning a moan from you.

"Clint........harder please. I need more."

"Okay baby, okay. Don't worry. I'll make you feel real good tonight. Just you and me baby." He said and thrusted harder. You pulled him closer, your nails digging into his back. His thrusts stuttered and the coiling heat between your legs was growing rapidly.

"Clint...I- I think I'm gonna-"

"Okay, okay that's good doll, that's real good." Clint said. "Cause I am to, and I don't want you to outlast me."

Only Clint could make a witty comment during sex.

"Talk to me toots."

"Clint, I-"

"In Spanish."

"Clint esto se siente tan bien. Por favor, no te detengas."

"I don't know what you said but it's hot, keep talking."

"Te amo demasiado. Clint y-yo siento, yo cerré fuera. Que est- estaba- oh god- siendo estúpida como para huir de ti."

"I'm gonna come baby. Are you- are you there?" You nodded, unable to talk from the pleasure he was giving you. "Come with me baby, milk me baby. You feel amazing. I love you- I love you so fucking much. I don't ever want to leave you. Oh, baby I'm- I'm- coming- god I'm coming baby- oh-" his words were cut short by a groan, a stutter of his hips, the clenching if your muscles and a release of warm liquid. Clint took a breath and looked at you. "That was great..... we could've avoided all this fighting if we would've fucked sooner." He said and pulled out. He laid down patting the spot next to him for you. He pulled you close to him- his larger frame warming yours. His nose nestled in your hair and he wrapped an arm around you. "I love you." He said softly.

"Te amo" you said softly.

"What?"

"It means I love you in Spanish."

"Te amo.......mi amor."

"How did you know that?"

"A song I listened to once."