Chapter 12
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It has been about a week and a half since they came back from Russia and there really haven’t been any solid leads yet and Steve is feeling a bit antsy. Clint can see it and he is trying to do his best to soothe it but it is affecting him a little bit as well. Natasha notices it and makes a comment about it one day as Clint is putting a shirt on, her hand coming to rest near the scar on his hip. He twitches a bit at it and she shakes her head.
“It is bare, not even a shadow of everything. Might be time for Steve to draw on you again, might be good for both of you.”
She says this and it has been a while since Steve has drawn a design on Clint. It had become a bit of a ritual for them before the fall of SHIELD and they just haven’t done it since then.
“Might not be a bad idea, he is coming over in a bit.”
He sends Steve a quick message asking him to bring over the markers and his sketch book and Steve sends back a quick reply saying that he will. He and Nat just hang out for a bit, start putting together a quick lunch that will be ready when Steve gets there. He does get there and they sit down for lunch together, talk over a few things, possible leads for Barnes, random tv shows and eventually talk turns to Steve’s designs.
“You know which one you want today?”
Steve asks and Clint gives a shrug.
“Not sure. You want pick it out?”
He says this to Natasha who thinks about it for a moment before giving a nod and Steve hands her the book as they start cleaning up lunch. She looks over it a bit before finally selecting one, showing it to Clint. It is a tree, one with branches blooming, little purple flowers on them and it is one that Clint likes but hadn’t picked out yet and he gives a little smile.
“I like that one too. Think you’re up to drawing this on me today?”
He says this to Steve now, shows him the design that Nat picked out and Steve gives a little smile.
“I think I can, this one may take a little while, hope you don’t mind just laying down most of the afternoon. “
He says this, just a little bit of teasing in his voice and Clint returns it.
“I totally don’t mind spending a large portion of the day on my back for you. Usually my plans involve a bit more sweating though.”
Those words earn him a little bit of a chuckle from Steve and a smirk and eye roll from Natasha who looks at the sketch book for a moment again before speaking.
“Do you mind if I stay and watch you work? If I’m not intruding.”
The question is aimed at Steve but Clint has a feeling that it is also meant for him and he moves a bit closer to her now and brushes her shoulder with his, lets her know he is ok with her being there if Steve is. Steve seems to think about it for a moment before he gives a nod.
“I don’t know how interesting it will be but I don’t mind you watching. I guess we should probably start soon, this one is going to take a bit.”
They soon all make their way to the bedroom, get settled in there and this is familiar and different at the same time. Clint propping himself on pillows with his shirt off and sweat pants slung low, Steve beside him with the markers laid out and the sketchbook open, all of that is so much like it has been every time they have done this but this time it isn’t just the two of them. Natasha sits on the other side of Clint, sits and watches as Steve starts to draw and it is different having her here when they are both so used to it being just the two of them. It is different, sharing this part of their relationship with Nat, but it isn’t bad, just a little different.
“It always amazes me how still you can hold with as much coffee as you drink sometimes.”
Natasha says this and Clint wants to say something but Steve beats her to it.
“He says it is a sniper thing. I just think he secretly has a superpower that stops him from getting the jitters after too much caffeine and also a fairly large bladder. “
Steve only gives a little glance up at Natasha as he says this before going back to focusing on his work but Clint sees the little grin he gives her and Natasha returns it.
“Maybe the secret super power is just the really large bladder. “
“That would be something to keep secret.”
Steve says this in response to Natasha’s words and Clint just shakes his head a bit right now while keeping the rest of himself still.
“I suggest that we stop talking about my bladder. Like talk about anything that isn’t my bladder.”
He says this and Natasha rolls her eyes again but heeds his request.
“So when did you start drawing?”
Natasha asks this of Steve who gives an answer while still drawing.
“When I was around 8, I think. It was something I picked up because I could do it when I was stuck in bed which happened quite a bit.”
They spend quite a bit of time like this, Steve drawing on Clint, Natasha asking questions about the drawing and Clint adding comments here and there but mostly just lying there. Natasha starts carding her fingers through his hair and it feels nice, just like the markers brushing over his skin and he does close his eyes for a bit, not really sleeping but just sort of relaxing and it feels good. Soon enough, the feel of markers gliding across his skin is gone and Steve speaks softly.
“It is done now, you can look at it but don’t touch it for a little while. That goes for both of you.”
There is just a hint of order in his voice and Clint is used to the order and Natasha just smiles a bit.
“Alright, hands off for a little while. It looks good though, you’re very good.”
Clint looks down as she says this and from what he can see, it does look very good. It covers the scar completely and takes up quite a bit of skin in addition to that but it doesn’t look too big. He gets up now, goes and looks at it fully in the mirror before coming back and giving Natasha a little smirk.
“Told you he’s good with his hands.”
He isn’t quite expecting the little smirk that Nat gives him in return and the slight blush of Steve’s cheeks.
“Oh, I know. Found out myself when he and I had that movie night couple days ago. Just a little playing around but you’re right, his hands are nice.”
There is a small curl of jealousy at her words but it isn’t because they did something together, it was more that he didn’t really get to see it. They haven’t quite worked up to the three of them doing too much more than making out and he is kind of disappointed that he wasn’t there when Steve and Nat got a little bit more intimate but he is glad it happened.
“Aw, I missed it. I’m guessing you both enjoyed yourselves?”
He says this casually, leans against the doorway and Natasha just leans back on the bed with a little nod as Steve gathers up the markers and sketch pad.
“We did, maybe we should show you.”
Steve says this now, gives a look over at Nat who gives a little smirk as she speaks.
“My schedule is free now. You want to show him now? You want to watch?”
“I’m fine with that. Clint?”
Steve says this now, looks over at Clint and Natasha is looking at him as well. It is something to have both of their attention on him and all he can do is just stare back and give an answer.
“I think I can handle that.”
He stays leaning against the doorframe as Steve moves to the bed now, as Natasha leans towards him and claims his lips. Watching them kiss might be one of his favorite things and Clint watches as they kiss for a few moments, hands wandering. Nat’s hands soon grab ahold of Steve’s shirt and he shifts away from her for just a moment so she can pull it up over his head and she throws at it Clint who catches it and she grins at him.
“You going to stay there or come get a closer look?”
He doesn’t say a word, just puts the shirt on the chair nearby and makes his way over to the bed, settles down so he can watch them but isn’t touching. Soon enough more clothes are lost by both of them and the touches are becoming a bit more heated and Steve doesn’t seem to tease her the same the way that Clint does though Clint knows quite well that Steve does tease. Steve doesn’t make her hold her hands on the bed like Clint does sometimes, when she tells him she wants something he gives it to her almost immediately and soon enough he is pushing his fingers into her, getting little breathy moans from her as she digs nails into his shoulders.
“Tell me what it feels like.”
Clint asks Natasha this, looks at her flushed face and knows that it has to be pretty good but he wants to hear her talk about it and she gives him an answer after a moment.
“So good, not quite the same as yours but his fingers are nice, slender and long, artist finger but still a bit rough like yours though. That isn’t the only thing that feels different. ”
When she says this, she wraps fingers around Steve’s cock and start stroking him and Steve just leans into the touch a bit, keeps thrusting his fingers in and out of her. They are working each other over, not a practiced rhythm, not yet, but they look so pretty doing it. Steve makes her hand move away from him after a few moments and speaks, voice low but clear.
“If you keep that up, I’m going to get distracted and I want to focus on you right now, want to taste you. Can I do that?”
Steve asks and Natasha sucks in a breath and gives a nod . Steve grins and then dips his head down, moves his fingers out of her and then soon enough he is tasting like he asked to. Steve is just as good with his mouth as he is with his fingers and Natasha is becoming just a bit breathless, hands sort of fluttering around like she isn’t sure what to do with them and Clint decides to give her an idea.
“If you want, you should grab his hair, he likes that.”
That is all the encouragement Natasha needs and she does grabs Steve’s hair, grips it tightly with fingers and Steve increases his efforts just a bit in response. It doesn’t take long till Tasha is undone, mouth opening and eyes closing and Clint finds her ridiculously beautiful like this but he finds her ridiculously beautiful most of the time. Steve is ridiculously beautiful as well, the way he moves away from Nat just slightly, lips shiny and eyes bright, obviously pleased with himself. Clint can’t help but move now and place a kiss on Steve’s lips, get a little bit of Natasha’s taste. Soft hands grab at his shoulders after just a moment and push him away.
“No touching quite yet, I’m going to repay the favor and then we will get to you.”
Nat’s voice is teasing yet commanding and Clint lets himself sink back into his spot from earlier and watches as Natasha turns her attention to Steve, makes him shift onto his back and then she wraps a hand around him again. She plays with him just a bit, the way Clint is so familiar with, hand light and teasing and trailing kisses up and down his throat but then she speeds up her rhythm and Clint gets to see Steve come undone and Nat looks pleased with herself. A few moments pass while they both come down from their highs and then they are looking over at Clint.
“Surprised your pants are still on.”
Nat says this with a little teasing and Clint just shrugs.
“Haven’t had a chance to take them off, figured you two would let me know when it was time for them to come off.”
“I think it might be time now.”
Steve says this with a smirk that is way more dirty than most people would think Captain America capable of and then he is shifting over to Clint, tugging his pants off. He could just rip them and that thought sends a little thrill down Clint’s spine but he really likes this pair of pants and boxers he is wearing right now so is a little glad that Steve is tugging them off instead of tearing but maybe when he is very some he is not as attached to he might have to suggest it. For now, he just lays there as Steve gets him bare for them and then Natasha leans closer to him and speaks.
“How about we open you up, get you so that Steve can get inside you and you can be inside me. How does that sound, you sandwiched between the two of us?”
That sounds fucking fantastic to Clint and all he can is give a little nod and then a hungry kiss to Nat’s lips. He pulls back after a moment and then he is being touched by both of them, hands and lips, and they work him open just like Natasha said they would, both of them taking turns fingering him open with lube colored fingers. They feel so good but different, Natasha’s fingers smaller than Steve’s but quicker and Steve’s so strong and he is so damn ready.
“I think we should speed this up or I’m not going to last too much longer.”
“Can’t have that, let me get settled.”
Nat says this and both Clint and Steve move so that she can lay down fully on the bed and she arranges herself, opens herself up a bit and then puts a condom on Clint. He soon enough is sliding into her and it has been a little while since he has been inside her. They do this but a lot of time they do other stuff, Natasha liking hands and mouths and Clint just liking touch and contact and not being particularly picky about how he gets it but this is still familiar and nice. He settles into her and then he can feel Steve behind him, knows he has gotten himself ready.
“You still want this?”
Steve asks as he places a small kiss against Clint’s throat and Clint moans out a yes. That is all Steve needs to hear and then he is entering Clint. Clint is surrounded by warmth right now, in-between his two favorite people and it is amazing, one of the best things he has ever felt. They move together, words and encouragements being exchanged and it doesn’t take long for them to come, Natasha first, the feel of her clenching enough to send Clint right over and Steve doesn’t last long after that. They are a pile for a little while before Steve eases out of Clint and shifts him so he is laying down next to Natasha. Steve looks over the design now.
“We didn’t smear it somehow, probably should of thought of that first but it still looks good. I’ll clean up.”
Steve says this and he does, takes the condoms and throws them away, wipes them all up and then he settles down on the bed as well.
“I vote for a nap.”
Clint says this now, feels worn out in the best way possible and Natasha brushes a kiss against his shoulder as she settles her head against it.
“I seconded that vote. Steve?”
“Nap sounds good, I’ll get the lights.”
He says this and gets up briefly and then settles back down and Clint is content and comity right now and manages to drift off after only a few moments.
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They are hitting a Hydra base tomorrow, just four of them, Nat, Clint, Steve and Sam, and they are going over the details right now. It isn’t nearly as formal as SHIELD briefing, in fact they are sitting around the safe house with the info spread out around them as they eat a late dinner, but they have managed to figure out a plan and now they are really just commenting on different things. There had been a note about a phoenix plan and Sam had snorted and said something about them being big fan of the DeMeras and now he and Nat have spent the last five minutes discussing which of their evil plans were the most entertaining and Steve looks over at Clint for an explanation.
“Days of Our Lives. It is a soap opera on tv, Nat watches it though I didn’t pin Sam for a soap fan.”
He says this now, looks over at Sam who just shrugs a bit.
“That is my mom’s show and I would watch it with her when I got sick. It is ridiculous but entertaining. I can remember when Marlena got possessed by the devil, trippy stuff.”
Steve just sort of shakes his head now and gets up to get some water and Clint gets up with him, decides to give Natasha some time to talk about her soap with someone who actually seems to know what is going on with it. He watches as Steve drinks a glass of water and then comes up to him and wraps arms around him, needs to talk to him about something.
“We may not find out where he is tomorrow.”
He says this, needs Steve to hear it. He knows that the attack on the base tomorrow isn’t just because of Bucky, Hydra needs to be stopped, but a lot of it has to do with Bucky and Clint needs Steve to be aware that the chase will probably keep going for a while.
“I know but we should find out something tomorrow. I just wish I knew where he is, that I could help him.”
Steve says this, leans into Clint’s touch a bit more and Clint does his best to soothe him a little bit.
“We’ll find him, we’ll help him and we’ll burn Hydra to the ground, I promise.”
Steve just gives a nod at Clint’s promise and they just stay there for a few moments, Clint holding Steve, their bodies close till they decide they should probably go see if the others are ready to turn in for the night. They both are and the four of them get some rest for the next morning.
Everything against the base goes fairly smoothly, they get the information, leave the Hydra goons for authorities and get out though they do end up with some cuts and bruises but nothing too serious. For once Clint managed to get out fairly clean and he does a perimeter check with Steve as Nat and Sam start cleaning up. The perimeter is good and they are back in the safe house, have started getting a little meal going. Steve cleans up quickly and puts on some new clothes and Clint does the same and then goes to let Sam and Nat know there is food ready to go. He can hear them in one of the bed rooms and he just listens for a moment.
“There are hardly any plain band aids in this kit. I could put some gauze on it but it really doesn’t need anything that big. “
Sam says this and Clint hears Natasha reply now.
“We never have plain band aids, if you’re going to have to have one might as well have something interesting covering it. I won’t see this one most of the time anyway.”
“Still you should have one you like. Want one of the zebra stipe one or cheetah print?”
Sam says this and Clint is near the doorway now, can watch them, and Natasha looks relaxed right now, sitting as Sam looks over the small cut on her upper back, just where her shirt does not cover. It isn’t that bad but is in a spot where it wouldn’t be a bad idea to cover it and Sam has the band aids out.
“Zebra, one of the blue and black if we have it.”
She says this and Sam is now carefully taking the band aid out and opening it up, smoothing it across Nat’s skin and Clint wonders if Sam has any idea what kind of moment this is. Natasha doesn’t usually let people do this, sure she doesn’t fight doctors or anything like that and she will let any one she thinks won’t screw her over tend to her wounds in the field but this is a bit different. They are safe and secure and usually she would attend to this herself or have Clint do it and so the fact that she is sitting there so calmly and letting Sam take care of her says a lot about her trust in the man and it makes Clint wonder just a bit.
“Am I all patched up now? “
Nat asks and Sam gives her a yes and she gets up now and promptly makes him switch places with her and Sam just kind of goes along with it. She is eyeing his face just a bit and she grabs his chin with gentle fingers, makes him lift his head up so she can see a little better and Clint can see the small gash that is under it, already clean but still really red.
“I think we might need to match unless you would rather have cheetah. “
She says this now and Sam gives her a little grin.
“Nah, we can be stylish together. I think zebra print is in again.”
Natasha gives a small smile at this and digs out another of the zebra band aid and starts opening it as Sam keeps talking.
“You do this a lot, don’t you? Help patch up someone a little bit. From what Steve has said, you and Clint did a lot of missions together and he usually gets it a little but today apparently it was our turn.”
Natasha has the band aid out of the package and is getting ready to put it on, makes Sam tilt his head up a bit more.
“Today was our turn but there have been occasions where Clint ends up covered in these things and sometimes he whines a lot and other times he just asks if I will kiss them better. I usually do.”
She says this as she starts to place the band aid down on Sam’s skin, fingers smoothing it out a bit and Clint can’t quite make out Sam’s face with the way it is tilted right now but he thinks there may be a little bit of blush but he can’t be sure.
“Don’t worry, I don’t require any kisses for this to heal, zebra print should do just fine.”
There is a flicker of something almost like disappointment across Nat’s face for a brief second, so brief Clint wonders if he is imagining it and then she is movie away with Sam’s words. Clint decides it is time to make his presence known.
“Hey, we have some grub if you guys are all patched up.”
He says this as he enters the room and both Natasha and Sam turn to him and Sam gives a little nod, starts to get up.
“Food sounds good and we are all patched up. I request neon orange band aids for next time.”
There is a bit of joking in his voice and Clint just gives a grin back.
“I’ll keep that in mind when I stock up the next safe house.”
Sam just says that Clint should and starts to leave the room and Natasha’s eyes drift over to him briefly before turning to Clint and Clint decides that they can talk about that later, for now he just gestures to the door and follows Nat as they make their way to unwind a bit.
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