AVENGER IMAGINES

Clint - night before

**slight smut**

Your mind was nearly drowning in the though of the night before.

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Clint had just came back from a 5 day long mission, you hadn't spoken to him since he had left.

When he walked through your bedroom door your heart nearly jumped out your chest, your palms was beginning to sweat just at the sight of him.

He slowly strutted towards you, not saying a word. A wide grin sitting on his bruised face as he threw his bag to the floor.

Before you could even say hello his lips collided on to yours, pushing you back a little.

Your lips were in perfect sync. His hands slowly crawling lower and lower down your body, finally they found your bottom, he picked you up quickly, placing your legs around his waist.

As he held you he walked to the kitchen, setting you down on the counter top. His lips never leaving yours.

His hands continued roaming your body before they reached the hem of your top, gingerly lifting it over your head.

"Its good to see you too, Clint," you mutter as you unbotton his shirt.

"I've missed you Dove," he whispers against your neck, his little nickname for you making you shiver.

After a painfully long 15 seconds of removing his shirt he picked you up again throwing his shirt over your exposed back. He proceed to carry to the bedroom.

He let you down, your feet quietly slapping off the floor as you gained your balance.

You quickly slipped off your bottoms as Clint near enough ripped of his jeans.

He gently pushed you back onto the bed, the mattress nearly swallowing you whole.

Clint nearly crushed you and he prawled up the bed, coming face to face with you.

Your breathing hitched as he left hot kisses all down your jaw to your breasts.

You leaned up on your elbows so he could unhook your bra. Which he did with ease.

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Only thinking about last night made your palms sweat again, your rolled over, your hand reached out to touch Clint, well to see if he was even still in bed.

"Clint?" You spoke softly not wanting to wake him if he was still sleeping.

"Clinton?" You ask again. You didn't get a response.

"Clint?" Panic started to rise in your chest, you sat up right, Clint's plaid shirt hanging off your body, it wasn't even bottomed up properly.

You desperately wanted to know if he was alive, you whispered his name one more time before shaking his shoulder gently.

"Hmmph-" Clint mumbles, he turns towards you and smiles sleepily.

You look up to the bedside table to see if there is eater for him and that is when you spy his hearing aids.

You look down at him and shake your head as you lay back down next to him.

His head instantly bumps off your shoulder, causing you to look at him.

"I don't want to put them in yet," he signed, his smile had turned somewhat sad, his eyes never dulled though.

"Its okay baby, good morning by the way." You signed back, smiling widely at the dork lying next to you.

"Good morning. This is a great morning, know why (Y/N)?" Clint signed.

"And what would that be Mr Barton?" You signed without thinking about it, signing had become a habit really, you would do it while talking and not even realising it, Bruce and Tony would sometimes sign along with you so you felt less embarrassed.

"I have my gorgeous girlfriend next to me on a beautiful morning after a marvellous night," he signed back, looking rather proud of himself.

"So Iam your girlfriend now huh?" You asked/signed, you were being sarcastic but your didn't know if Clint would pick up on that.

"Your so sarcastic all the time Dove. And yes (Y/N) your my girlfriend." Clint spoke, holding his hands above his face had gotten tiring as he turned to put the hearing aids back in.

"You didn't have to put them in Clint..." You said softly rubbing his shoulder.

"I had to, I started to miss your voice, beautiful." He said, gliding his lips across your neck.

You pull him closer to you, his back to your chest, you slowly place loving kisses on the scares on his shoulder blade.

Your hand was firmly pressed against Clint's 'mantitty' (as he so adoringly kept calling his pecs), Clint traced shaped over your hand lightly with his index finger.

"Still a great morning Hawkeye?" You giggle, placing another kiss just behind his ear.

"Its more than perfect, I love you (Y/N). With all my deaf as fuck heart." He chuckled, kissing the back of your hand.

"I love you too, you deaf idiot." You laughed with him.

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This made me feel goooood.

Hope everyone liked it :3

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