Author's Note: Chapter 10! Can you believe it! I'm so sorry about the wait for this chapter but with the holidays and classes starting up again I have been completely pressed for time. I hope you enjoy this chapter. Hopefully I'll have the next chapter up soon and don't were we will be back to the Iron Man crisis plot. Also I'm thinking about adding in a secondary plot that would reveal Clint's back story. Let me know what you think and thank you for sticking with me this long. :)
Disclaimer: I do not own Tony and Clint or the Avengers unfortunately.
The silence wasn't broken until they were in Tony's private elevator on their way up to the penthouse. "So what were you're plans for after the date?" Clint asks. Tony thinks about it for a moment wondering if he should lie or not. Deciding with Clint it was best to go with the truth, no matter how embarrassing it might sound to him. "Honestly, I didn't expect to get this far. I thought you'd want to go home." Clint moved behind Tony wrapping his arms around his waist and placing soft kisses to his neck. "That's not like you?" Clint could have sworn he saw Tony blush but when he looked up the man was calm as ever. "I know you have to be at Shield early tomorrow and thought you'd choose sleep." Clint used his hand to turn Tony's chin so he could plant a reassuring kiss on his lips. Few people ever got to see the unsure and self conscious side to Tony Stark and he was glad that he was one of them. "That's ridiculous why would I ever pick sleep over you? Besides who said I couldn't do both?"
When the elevator doors opened Clint slipped out and made his way to the home bar in the corner of the living room, pouring himself a glass of Tony's most expensive scotch. He stood there drinking the smooth drink until he could feel Tony's heat against his back. Clint leaned back into the strong chest and arms behind him. "I could get used to this." He felt Tony smile into his neck as he peppered kisses on it. "Me too" Tony replied taking the glass from Clint's hand and downing the rest of the drink before placing it back on the bar and turning Clint around. They kissed slow and gentle, filled with emotions that they themselves weren't ready to say, as Tony led them to a large couch, in the center of the room.
Clint sat down allowing Tony to straddle his hips as he deepened the kiss. It didn't take long for it to become heated and urgent like they needed the breath from the other's lungs just to survive. Clint slid his hands underneath Tony's shirt, his fingertips grazing over every inch of skin he could find before breaking the kiss to pull the shirt over Tony's head and tossing it to the floor. Tony quickly following Clint's lead pulling Clint's own shirt off him. Clint took a moment to fully appreciate Tony's upper body. He had seen Tony shirtless before but never this close and it was almost as if he could feel the glow from his arc reactor. Clint mesmerized by the blue light placed his hand to the metal socket in Tony's chest.
Clint felt Tony tense under his touch and looked up to see Tony avoiding all eye contact with him. Clint had never known how self conscious Tony was of the arc reactor. He mentioned it often enough for Clint to think that he was proud of it and maybe he had been back when he was still proud of Iron Man. Wanting desperately to reassure Tony, Clint put his other hand to Tony's cheek forcing him to look Clint in the eyes. "It's beautiful Tony." Clint leaned in for a gentle kiss before moving to place a similar lingering kiss to the center of the arc reactor. He felt Tony relax once again and knew that Tony understood what the gesture meant.
Clint and Tony kissed again with a renewed fervour. Hands exploring each other's arms, chests, stomachs and backs until both simultaneously decided that they wanted, needed more. Tony moved his hands to Clint's jeans undoing the button and zipper. Clint pushed Tony to stand up so he could pull off his jeans. Then Clint grabbed Tony's waist pulling him closer and leaning forward licking, kissing, and biting at his stomach as he undid Tony's belt and pants and sliding them down Tony's legs. Clint stopped his movements when he saw Tony's boxer briefs, staring at them in shock for a moment before moving his gaze to Tony's eyes. "Really Tony, Iron Man?" Tony looked down at his favourite underwear in brief confusion, a smirk spreading across his face. "What? Someone's got to wear them." Clint rolled his eyes it really shouldn't have surprised him to see the red and gold underwear. Clint stood to kiss Tony passionately, getting lost momentarily in the feeling of Tony's lips against his. "We should take this to your bedroom because I do have to be up early and I am not sleeping on this couch." Tony smiled before kissing Clint and pulling him down the hall to his room not breaking the kiss as they manoeuvred around all too familiar furniture.
Thank you for reading. I know this one was kind of short, sorry about that. Don't forget to review. Reviews inspirer me to write faster.