The Elevator
"Barton." Jarvis says.
"Huh?" Clint grunts.
"It seems Gen' is having elevator problems." Jarvis says.
"What do you mean?" Clint asks, opening his eyes.
"I suggest you go help her." Jarvis states.
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Clint get up from his bed and he walks into the hall.
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Pounding sounds from the halls elevator.
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Clint rushes over to the elevator and he touches the doors.
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The elevator doors open suddenly, Clint falls inside the elevator, and the doors shut again.
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"Did you do this?" Gen' asks angrily.
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Clint looks up at Gen' from the floor.
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"Well?" Gen' asks, crossing her arms.
"This wasn't me Gen' I wouldn't be so childish." Clint says, as he stands up.
"I beg to differ." Gen' scoffs.
"Jarvis told me to help you." Clint shrugs, as the elevator starts moving.
"Let me out of here you stupid machine!" Gen' angrily kicks the elevator wall.
"I don't think that will do anything." Clint smiles.
"Did I ask for your help?" Gen' asks, glaring at Clint.
"Maybe you need it sometimes." Clint shrugs.
"No you insist on keeping an eye on me. What I need, is to get far away from you!" Gen' says angrily.
"I beg to differ." Clint smiles.
"Jarvis get me out of here!" Gen' screams. "I'm not playing games!"
"Why are you running Gen'?" Clint asks, watching her kick the elevator wall again.
"Is it wrong to want a fresh start somewhere else?" Gen' asks, giving up on kicking the wall.
"Only if it's for the wrong reasons." Clint shrugs.
"And tell me what you think that is?" Gen' says, breathing heavily. "Because apparently you know me... better than I know myself."
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Clint looks at Gen'.
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Gen' shakes her head.
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"Jarvis let her off." Clint orders.
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The elevator stops moving.
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Gen' looks at Clint.
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The elevator doors open.
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"I thought so." Gen' mumbles, walking towards the door.
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Clint stares at the wall as Gen' starts to leave.
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"Barton are you sure-?"
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Gen' start to pass Clint when he grabs her shoulders.
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Clint pulls harshly on Gen's shoulders, earning a grunt from Gen' as she lands on her back, and Clint gets on top of her to pin her down.
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Gen' stares up at Clint wide eyed, in a mixture of anger and... Fear?
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"Close the door Jarvis, and don't open them until I say." Clint orders, looking down at Gen'.
"Clint what are you-?"
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Clint puts his hand over Gen's mouth.
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The thought of biting Clint's hand immediately crosses Gen's mind.
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"Enough talking. We both know that isn't our strong suit." Clint sternly says.
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Gen' rolls her eyes.
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"I'm done fighting this Gen' and I know you are too." Clint watches Gen's features soften. "If I'm wrong, I'll let you go."
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Gen' stares at Clint and he removes his hand.
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"You know I could've just kneed you if I wanted to." Gen' states.
"I know." Clint smiles.
"Can you get off me now?" Gen' asks bored.
"Tell me I'm wrong." Clint challenges.
"Why do I have to tell you?" Gen' scoffs annoyed. "You already know-"
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Clint cuts Gen' off with a kiss.
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Gen' snorts in annoyance.
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Clint pulls away expecting Gen' to hit him.
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"I think that's the first time I've seen you flinch before." Gen' teases.
"Can you blame me?" Clint smiles.
"As an agent you're supposed-"
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Clint kisses Gen' again.
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Gen' returns the kiss.
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Clint still has Gen' pinned down to the floor.
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During the kiss, Gen' pushes against Clint. Allowing her to roll him onto his back, she gets on top of him, and she straddles his lap.
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Clint breaks the kiss and he looks up at Gen'.
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"I'm not really a fan of being held down." Gen' scrunches up her nose.
"Really?" Clint chuckles.
"It does make it a little easier, to feel how badly you need-" Gen' grinds her hips into Clint's.
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Clint groans, pushing his head into the floor, and he looks up at the ceiling.
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"How long have you been struggling with that?" Gen' asks smirking.
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Clint's hands roughly grab Gen's hips holding her still.
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Gen's hands are now free, she rests on her elbows, and she comfortably lies her body on top of Clint's.
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Clint looks into Gen's eyes, he's clearly frustrated.
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"Are you having fun?" Gen' asks, smiling down at Clint.
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Clint stares at Gen'.
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Gen' sweetly kisses Clint.
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Clint's arousal gets the better of him. He rolls Gen' onto her back again allowing him to be on top, his lips attack hers in a heated kiss, and his hands quickly pulls Gen's pants down.
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Gen' moans against Clint's lips, her arms wrap around his shoulders, and she roughly grabs his shirt.
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Clint rips Gen's panties off of her, he quickly pulls his own pants and boxers down, and then he positions himself between Gen's legs.
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Gen' wraps her right leg over Clint's hip.
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Clint enters Gen' and he lets her adjust to him.
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Gen' breaks the kiss and she rests her forehead on Clint's shoulder.
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Clint doesn't hesitate, he starts roughly thrusting into Gen'. He lets out a deep groan in Gen's ear.
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Gen' bites Clint's shoulder to suppress her gasp.
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Clint's left hand slips under Gen's hoodie (she stole from him), his calloused hand trails up the smooth skin of Gen's stomach, and finds her soft naked breast under the hoodie.
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Gen's hands turn into fists, as she gathers Clint's shirt in her hands. The feel of Clint's rough skin on her soft skin. Is an amazing sensation that sends goosebumps over her skin.
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Clint continues thrusting roughly into Gen'. He's most likely going to bruise her or at least leave her sore... But he doesn't care. He keeps his face buried in her neck to suppress his groans.
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Gen' bites down harder on Clint's shoulder to muffle her moans. Being in an elevator is not a place of privacy after all.
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Clint cringes as his shoulder starts to hurt. But it does add to his pleasure in the heat of the moment.
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Gen' releases Clint's shoulder, she rests her head on the floor as she pants, and her stomach starts to tighten.
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Clint massages Gen's breast with his hand, he can feel her walls clenching around him, and he starts to lose his rhythm.
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"Clint..." Gen' pants.
"Shhhh..." Clint smiles, kissing Gen'.
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Gen' moans against Clint's lips.
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Clint thrusts roughly one last time into Gen' and she reaches her orgasm. He thrusts twice more slowly, and his energy is finally spent.