Clint One Shots

♡ Shot to the Heart 3

"Jesus christ Tony, I said no and I meant no. We are not having an Iron Man ice sculpture" You rolls her eyes.

"I'm just saying it would look cool okay, Daisy you want an ice sculpture of me, don't you?" Daisy scrunches her nose up and shakes her head.

"The majority has spoken, thank you toots" You wink at your daughter, who giggles.

"You people have no vision" Tony mutters as he walks away.

"Where's your daddy, baby?" Daisy shrugs and keeps colouring with the sparkly crayons Nat had gotten her.

"Said he was hungry" she mutters, scribbling aggressively.

"Okay, you want to help me look at dresses later?" Daisy's eyes light up.

"Can we pick a princess one?" You chuckle and smooth her cheek.

"I think mom is a bit to old to be a princess now toots" you hear a rude noise and look over your shoulder, grinning when you see Clint.

"Tell me who told you that so I can put them right" he wraps you in his arms, still stuffing chips in his mouth.

"Baby, are you nervous eating again?" it was a habit you noticed he did when the wedding came up.

"No this time it's actual hunger" he kisses you, leaving the taste of cheese on your lips.

"ALEX?" Nat shouts for you.

"In here" Nat runs in smiling.

"Hey, there's my girl" She high fives Daisy and chuckles at the picture she's drawn.

Daisy was in the middle of drawing Clint and Nat kicking butt. The bad guys had red sparkly blood, you tut and look at Clint who holds his hands up.

"It wasn't me" you look at Nat who grins until she sees your face.

"She overheard me telling an old war story" she shrugs.

You roll your eyes, your kid was gonna end up as the next generation of Avengers at this rate, you're sure you spotted Tony making a child sized helmet.

"Anyways, you've got two hours and we need to head for the boutique and you little princess get to come to" Daisy squeals as Nat picks her up and tickles her.

"Nat, watch Daisy for a minute would you" she nods and Clint drags you away.

Tony had given you a bigger room that Clint had moved in to, you had a huge four poster bed now. Tony had winked when he showed you it, making you flush to your roots. Clint closes the door and locks it, with a grin he turns and jumps on you, flattening you to the bed with a giggle.

"So you're leaving me behind today" you laugh as he kisses down your neck.

"Only for a couple of hours, hopefully I can find a dress straight off" he hums as he sucks at your neck.

You giggle and push him away with a mock glare.

"Don't you dare mark me up when I have a dress fitting, Clint Barton" he growls as you manage to get out from under him.

You don't get far though, he tugs you back and lays over your legs.

"Fine, no marks. But how about this?" he pushes your skirt up and kisses at your thighs.

His hands push your legs wide, he kisses and licks his way to what he really wants. You moan and tug at his hair, and when his fingers pull your panties to the side you gasp. His tongue pushing straight in and moving like a twister inside you. He catches your clit and sucks gently, lapping at it when your hips jump. Your fingers grip his hair hard as you push up into his mouth, he chuckles and moves faster.