Pietro likes to steal things, everyone knows it but know he doesn't steal from them so they don't entirely care. A couple of snacks for himself or other little things its not like he is robbing a bank or anything like that. Petty theft that is still a habit and an impulse for him from his past. Clint gets it, he had a ruff life and lived on the streets to so he made a deal with his boyfriend.
Since pietro can't go into a store without taking at least something, Clint said he would give Pietro a special treat if he was a good boy at the store today.
Pietro who was interested in finding out what this special treat was fought every instinct and urge to steal something. He did it, it wasn't easy but he did it.
When they got back to their shared apartment and put away the few groceries they had gotten Clint lead Pietro to the bedroom.
"You were such a good boy." He said in a low seductive tone to the slightly shorted sliver haired man.
Pietro's face went red. "T-hanks" he stuttered slightly.
Clint closed what little gap was between them, there whole bodys pressed against each other. Clints tongue exploring Pietro's mouth. Pietro kissing back just as eagerly. Clint gently pushed Pietro into the bed. Lips never disconnecting.
This kiss lasts a while, Pietro thinks that this is the extent of the treat Clint was talking about, not that he minds. Clint them moved his mouth to Pietro's jaw.
"I know it wasn't easy but you did good."Clint nibbles Pietro's ear. "My good boy" he whispered into his ear.
Clint slid his thigh in-between Pietro's legs. Pressing it against his hardening groin. Pietro and Clint don't have sex often. Only a few times before this. Its still knew in there relationship and it was entirely new to Pietro.
He lost his parents at a young enough age it wasn't explained to him or Wanda and then they were in Hydra or on the streets. Never really had the time to learn about it or get hard really. Clint had to explain it, he had been his first everything really.
Pietro trys not to buck his hips up but Clints lips on his neck and thigh between his legs giving him the perfect pressure, it was a challenge. Clint slid his hand underneath the tight shirt on his lovers torso. His hands slid slowly along the muscles of his abdomen and chest. His thumb brushes across his nipple.
"Go ahead baby. Get yourself off, you deserve it" Clint said in that low tone that Pietro didn't know turned him on so much.
Pietro listened. He pressed his dick up into Clints leg. Small rolls of his hips grinding up against him. Clint hummed at the soft pants coming from Peitro.
Clint then started to grind his hard cock against Pietro's thigh. His hand still teasing the younger man's nipples. His mouth leaving small kisses and licks, the occasional bite or suck. Nothing to leave a mark. They haven't talked about that yet.
"Such a good boy. My good boy" that low voice saying those words hot in his ear.
All of these new things and the words with that tone coming from Clint. It got to much for Pietro very quickly. He started to moan, a mixture of Clints name and obscenities.
"Close, God I'm so close Clint" The young speedster moans.
Clint slowed to a stop. His hand pulled out from his shirt and he sat back on his knees. Pietro whined softly at the loss of contact and almost pulled Clint back down to him.
"Shhh. Its ok baby boy." Clint said as he started to pull Pietro's pants and boxer briefs off of him.
Pietro lifted his hips to make it easier on Clint. When the clothes were discarded Clint started to kiss the inside of his thighs. He kissed up them all the way to the base of his cock. He licked a stripe to the tip before he took it into his mouth.
He sucked on the tip and swirled his tongue around it. Pietro moaned and gripped the bed below him to stop his hips from pushing into Clints mouth. They haven't talked about this yet, Clint hasn't done this for him yet. He didn't know what to do yet.
Clint pulled off just enough to talk. "Just relax baby. I said you could get yourself off I still mean it. Use me. You were such a good boy today you deserve it."
Pietro moaned at just the words then he didn't hold back when Clints mouth was on him again. He thrusts up into Clints mouth he wasn't fast about it, he didn't want to hurt Clint. He found a good pase and he stuck with it. Clint would suck and swirl his tongue around him.
Pietro was worried that he was the only one enjoying himself until he felt the moan from Clint. His hand drifting down under his own pants as he jerks himself off.
Pietro was a moaning mess and couldn't make out words to warn Clint before he came into his mouth. Clint didn't stop until pietro whined softly with overstimulataion. He then pulled off with a wet pop. He had drool and a little bit of cum on his chin and the corner if his mouth. He pulled his hand from his pants and layed next to Pietro.
Pietro knowing that Clint didn't cum started to pull his pants and boxers down. When they were just low enough that his dick was out Pietro wrapped his hand around it. He moved his hand up and down in a fast but not super speed fast pace.
Clint was panting and letting out small breathy moans while Pietro jerked him off. He came with a loud moan of his lovers name. Clint then held Pietro to his chest.
"My good boy" he said tieredly.
