Kate Bishop x Male Reader Imagines

Kate: Would you like to eat some food my mom made?

Y/N: Sure

Kate: *hops on to counter* Alright, then, get to work.

Y/N: Alright, I mean I am starving. You picked her up and carried her to the bedroom.

Your tongue swirled her clit, sucking it between your lips causing a groan from Kate.

She threw one leg over your shoulder, the heel of her shoe digging into your back.

“Y/N,” she moaned loudly as you eased two fingers inside her.

Hours later 

Clint: What was that sound?

Y/N and Kate: We had dinner