A/N: Don't own the Avengers…just play in their world…one shot of SMUT….PWP.
Clint has an Itch
Clint is lying face down on Steve's bed legs spread wide and Steve's face buried in his ass.
Clint has an itch.
Clint moans as Steve runs his tongue around his ring of muscle slowly working him open, pushing the tip of his tongue in.
"God Steve" Clint moans
Steve responds by taking his big strong hands and slapping them down on Clint's ass cheek and then uses his thumbs to pull his cheeks wider apart, stretching him open.
"You will call my Daddy, understand boy" Steve responds in a deep and unrecognizable voice.
Clint did not answer quickly enough and received another swat on his ass.
"Yes Daddy"
Clint doesn't know how long they have been at it and he doesn't care, he knew Steve could go for hours if he wants to.
Clint has an itch.
Steve has added his fingers now alongside his tongue, four to be exact, fucking into Clint making him moan and squirm as Steve strokes his prostate over and over. Clint is covered with a layer of sweat.
"Daddy please…please" Clint cries, Steve had put this god awful ring around his cock and balls, holding him tight, too tight.
Clint didn't receive a response, but Steve pushes harder into him causing his back to arch and his hips and knees to lift up off the bed, only being held up by Steve's face buried in him.
Clint sobs, "God Daddy"
Clint has an itch.
Steve finally pulls out of Clint and drops him on the bed panting, while he retrieves a small wooden paddle with five holes drilled out of it. Steve delivers the first swat.
"Aaaaaaa….fuck" Clint cries
Swat, swat, swat, swat.
"Oh god Daddy….please" Clint is crying begging.
Steve rubs Clint's rosy cheeks, soothing him and then he starts again.
Swat, swat, swat, swat, swat.
"ah ah ah ah ah….please….please" Clint can't catch his breath.
Clint has an itch.
Steve puts down the paddle and rubs Clint's cheeks again, a nice bright red and moves his hands up and down on his back using his nails till they finally stop at his hips.
Clint is gasping for air.
Steve positions Clint's knees up under his stomach, ass up and holds his head down to the bed with is hand. Steve takes his cock in hand stroking it a few times and begins to push into Clint's sloppy hole.
"FUCK….Daddy…ah ah ah ah….god" Clint screams
Steve is balls deep, Clint is clenching around him.
Clint has an itch.
"God ….Daddy…so full" Clint whines.
Steve pulls back and thrusts back in deep.
"Ah ah ah ah" Clint pants
Steve does it once again, skin slapping on rosy cheeks.
"mmmmm…more" Clint begs
Steve completely pulls out and thrusts a few times against Clint's crack.
"Ah ah ah ah….oh Daddy…what…inside…please…please" Clint begs.
Clint has an itch.
Steve leans over Clint's back, still holding his head down to the bed.
"You want this cock boy, you want Daddy's fat cock buried inside you" Steve demands.
"Yesss…Daddy, want it…..want it pounded into me…please Daddy please… fuck me with your big Daddy cock" Clint begs.
Steve releases Clint's neck and sits back up.
"You better keep your head on that bed boy" Steve orders.
"Yes Daddy….please please…..fuck me"
Steve lines up his cock again and pushes his way back in to Clint's tight heat.
"AAAAA…..Dadddyyyy" Clint cries.
Steve sets a punishing rhythm, pounding deep, rubbing his prostate, Clint unable to cum due to the ring.
Clint has an itch.
Steve has been going for what feels like hours to Clint's sensitive ass.
Clint has had several dry orgasms; his mind gone into the beautiful white light of denied release.
"mmmmm….Daddy…need to cum…please" Clint begs
Silence
Just the sound of fucking and grunts from Steve behind him. Clint could feel Steve's sweat dripping off him and on to his back mixing with his own sweat.
"Daddy….please"
Steve begins to speed up, slapping his hands down on Clint's hips and cheeks.
Clint could tell Steve was close; his rhythm was off more jerky.
"That's it Daddy, fuck me…fuck my ass...fill me up full." Clint screams as Steve hammers his button.
"AAAAAA…..fuck boy….here it comes….take it ….take it" Steve hollers out and cums deep into Clint.
"Ah ah ah ah ah ….Daddy….so full" Clint whines as he feels Steve pulsing inside him.
Steve falls over Clint's back panting for breath.
Steve reaches down and grabs Clint by the throat and pulls them both up, Clint's back to his Steve's chest and Clint's cock hard and leaking on his belly when he realizes Steve is still buried inside him still hard and at this angle is pushed up hard on his prostate.
"Is this what you wanted boy?" Steve reaches down and pulls off the ring, thrusting hard into Clint once, twice and Clint saw white as he shoots his load on his belly and chest.
"AAAAAAAAA…..FFFFUUUUCCCCKKKKK" Clint screams and then goes limp.
When Clint wakes from his orgasmic bliss he finds himself lying across Steve like a human star fish.
Clint looks up at Steve and mumbles "Hey"
"Hey back, feel better?" Steve asks with cocky smirk always willing to help out his team mates.
"Oh yeah….thank you Daddy Steve" Clint yawns and lays his head back down on Steve's chest to sleep.
Clint no longer has an itch.
Note: Hop you enjoyed...don't forget to R&R...