Riley had me pushed up against the lounge room wall, our tongues wrestling as we fumbled with each other's clothes. My legs wrapped around him, he held me up easily like I weighed nothing. It was hot and demanding. Like horny teenagers who couldn't keep their hands off each other. I was already turned on. I could feel his erection digging into me as he pushed his hips into mine while we kissed.
We paused in our kiss so I could yank Riley's t-shirt over his head. His hands were on the hem of my shirt about to do the same to me. Then my phone rang with Natasha's ringtone of Toxic blaring across the room. Riley let me go with a small sigh of frustration and I slid to the ground. I fumbled in my pants reaching for my phone. I was tempted not to answer it but Natasha would keep ringing until I did. I learnt very quickly it was one of her bad and annoying habits.
"What?" I tried to make myself sound as normal as possible.
"Ugh, not you as well." Natasha sounded disgusted. "Typical. I get back the same day as you. Then both you and Barton ditch me in favour for having sex. Hang on, are you having sex?"
Riley started to kiss his way down my neck. His hands went underneath my shirt and straight for my breasts. I bit my lip as his fingers gently rolled my nipples in his hands. He had typical hands for someone in his type of job. Slightly rough and calloused, but they still felt amazing. He knew exactly what he was doing too.
"Who's betting against what at the moment?" It was hard to make my brain focus on the conversation. Riley's wandering hands were more than a distraction.
"My bet was you'd be sleeping together by the end of the month. Barton seems to think if you've got self control now then you'd hold off for a bit longer," Natasha said casually. "Don't let me down, Kari. I'll even shout dinner with the money I win off him."
"Uh huh." It was all I could manage to get out of my mouth. "I'm going."
"Have fun," Natasha said in a sing song voice before hanging up.
I dropped my phone to the ground, not caring about it right now. Riley took the moment of distraction to pull my shirt off, leaving me standing there naked from the waist up. I felt a flicker of self-consciousness finally standing there in front of him with no shirt or bra. I didn't have a lot happening in the breast department. An A cup of not a lot happening. One major drawback of being skinny. I didn't have long to linger on it as Riley's hands were on my pants, undoing them and pushing them off my hips. They were too big on me and slid off easily ending in a puddle of material at my feet. Riley kissing me again left any lingering self conciseness long gone.
Riley picked me up easily. I giggled against his lips as I wrapped my legs around his waist. He wasted no time in getting us to the bedroom and dropping me gently on the bed. I lay on my back, smirking up at him as his eyes roved over my naked body. The way he looked at me made me feel like the sexiest woman alive right now.
"Enjoying the view?" I asked.
Riley didn't have an answer to that. He just nodded falling to his knees on the bed before hovering over me with a boyish grin on his face. I reached up to pull him down to kiss me, but he dodged my hands and lips by going for my neck instead.
"Cheater," I murmured. Riley chuckled against my neck before nipping it gently. The action was enough to make a stifled moan nearly slip from my lips. He wasted no time in kissing down my body. When his lips closed around my nipple, teeth grazing over it I didn't hold back the moan this time. HIs free hand went to my other nipple, gently pinching it and rolling it in his fingers. I squirmed under his ministrations. It felt so good but I wanted more.
"I seem to recall saying I was going to repay the favour from the other night by going down on you." Riley let go of my nipple and looked up at me. "I think it's only fair."
There wasn't any protest from me as Riley went straight between my legs. As his mouth latched onto my clit I lost all coherent thought. Just like with his fingers he knew exactly what he was doing with his mouth and tongue. His tongue danced over my clit as his fingers slid into me easily, crooking and grazing all the right spots. My body wasn't needing much encouragement. The orgasm hit me quickly and hard. I wasn't a screamer, but Riley made me cum hard enough to give his neighbours a clue to what we were doing.
"Holy shit," I managed to gasp out when my brain started to work again. My head fell back against the pillow and I stared at the ceiling barely able to get my bearings. My brain was a puddle of mush and I couldn't string together any type of thought process. My body still felt like it was on fire, despite the earth shattering orgasm I'd just had. It didn't help that Riley was still teasingly running his tongue over me. His chuckle against me sent vibrations through my body making my hips roll up to meet his teasing tongue.
"I could do this all day," Riley murmured as he stopped for a second, dragging his teeth down the inside of my thigh. "You taste so fucking good."
The promise in those words made my body shiver with excitement. I could quite happily let him go down on me as long as he wanted to with that talented tongue of his.
"Where's the fun in that?" It felt near impossible to put a coherent sentence together. While I wasn't going to complain if he did want to go down on me all night. I also wanted him to fuck me. Badly.
"It's lots of fun for me." Riley's breath tickled against my thigh as he kissed it. "Tell me what you want."
He didn't give a chance for me to reply. Pushing my leg over his shoulder, his tongue was back on me. My brain didn't want to work again, it just short circuited and all I could think of was his tongue and the feel of his fingers sliding in and out of me. My fingers tangled in his hair as I lay there gasping and moaning. I wanted to tell him to stop and fuck me instead, but I couldn't manage the words. My legs started to shake as I could feel another orgasm building. Riley seemed to notice as his tongue sped up. His fingers curled inside me, hitting the right spot as my entire body tensed with another orgasm.
It wasn't as intense as the first one. But still enough for me to lose track of my body and brain for a few moments. I was only vaguely aware of Riley chuckling as he kissed his way back up my body as I lay there trying to catch my breath again.
"Enjoy?" Riley asked. He was leaning over me with a smug smile on his face.
"That was definitely worth waiting for," I laughed breathlessly wrapping my arms around his neck. I pulled Riley down for a kiss, hooking one leg around his hip to pull him in close to me. I could feel him grinning against my lips as we kissed. His tongue danced with mine as his hips rocked into me, pushing his erection against me. His pants were still on and the rubbing of the fabric on my still sensitive skin was enough to give me goosebumps.
Riley reached over while he was kissing me, fumbling with the top drawer on his bedside table. He suddenly stilled after a few seconds and pulled away from me. I looked over to what he was doing to see him shifting through the drawer with a furrowed brow.
"I'm going to kill Sam," Riley groaned dropping his head against my shoulder when his fumbling produced an empty condom box. "Slowly and painfully. Fucking asshole."
"What has Sam got to do with this?" I laughed quietly. I wasn't too perturbed about the lack of a condom. I had an IUD so that solved most of the problem.
"We had a party here one night and he wanted to fuck his girlfriend at the time," Riley muttered sullenly, still buried in the crook of my neck. "I was drunk enough to tell him it was fine to do it in my bed. He must have used the last of my condoms. I told you it's been a long time. I didn't think to check."
"He's an asshole," I said, pressing a kiss against Riley's temple. It was the only part of him visible that I could kiss. At least I could solve this problem easily. "I've got an IUD and I'm clean if that helps your dilemma."
That made Riley pull his head up and look at me carefully.
"Are you sure?" Riley asked hesitantly. "I mean, I'm clean too but I don't want you to do anything if you aren't comfortable."
"I'm more than comfortable with letting you fuck me right now." To emphasise my point, my hands went to his pants and I popped open the button. "In fact, I insist. I wouldn't be able to wait ten minutes."
"Trust me it wouldn't have taken me ten minutes to get to the store and back." A slow grin spread across Riley's face." And since you insist I can't deny you, can I?."
Riley quickly stood up and yanked his pants off, leaving me with an impressive view of his naked body. Noticing my stare he cocked an eyebrow at me.
"Enjoying the view?" Riley threw my own line back at me. He flexed his muscles, making his six pack stand out even more. I giggled at his antics. If he didn't have me so wound up, I could happily enjoy that view all day.
"Get down here and fuck me before I combust," I ordered. I was done with waiting. I'd been wanting this for far too long. I wrapped my legs around him and pulled him back down to me.
"Yes, Ma'am." This time, there was no hesitation at all from Riley.
He leant forward and kissed me again. He pushed into me, slowly sending sparks through my body again. He was definitely gifted in that department. My arms had made their way around him without me really noticing. I dug my fingers into Riley's back as he started to thrust into me. Slowly at first and then building into longer and harder strokes. I could feel another orgasm building. Every thrust was hitting me in the right spots. Riley broke our kissing first. His head buried in the crook of my neck again. He stilled suddenly, breathing heavily against my skin. For a second I thought he'd come already, but his body wasn't doing anything. He was just still against me.
"What's up?" I managed to gasp out. I didn't even realise I'd been breathing so heavily.
"I'm using every ounce of my self control not to blow right now," Riley's voice was muffled against my skin. "I am not going to embarrass myself by blowing in 30 seconds."
The last part was said almost sounding like Riley was giving himself a pep talk. I giggled and tightened my legs around him, pushing my hips up to close the small gap between us. Riley gasped against my skin and I could hear him tighten his grip on the pillow above my head.
"How quickly will you be ready for round two?" I asked. I gently bit down on his neck, sucking on his skin. It was hard enough it'd leave a hickey later on. I had to give it to Riley, his self control didn't make him flinch at the feel of my teeth on his skin. I didn't miss the sharp breath he sucked in though.
"I get round two?" That was enough for Riley to pull his head up and look down at me. A small smile was spreading across his face again. It made me giggle again at the boyish enthusiasm that seemed to come out that he got round two.
"You get round four and five if you really want." I started to move my hips trying to get him move again. "Please, don't stop."
"Then I'll be good in another minute," Riley leant forward to kiss me again. He rocked his hips forward lazily, grinding against me briefly. I was about to protest, but it died on my lips as he started to move again. The long and slow strokes were teasing my orgasm right up again. Riley's lips latched onto my neck as he paid me back for the hickey I'd already given him. The sharp feel of teeth on my neck and Riley's thrust speeding up nearly sent me over the edge again. I was so close. I wrapped my legs around Riley's waist, shifting so he could angle in deeper.
With a groan Riley buried himself right into me with one hard thrust, his hips jerking erratically as he couldn't hold back any longer. I held onto him tightly while he rode it out. He half collapsed on me, head buried back into the crook of my neck breathing heavily. It took a good minute before he was capable of speaking again.
"I'm sorry." Riley apologised but didn't pull his head up. "You just felt so amazing and tight. I couldn't hold back any longer."
"Don't be sorry." I ran my nails gently down his back. I could feel goosebumps rise in the trail of his skin. "Just give me round two like you promised."
"Gladly." Riley nuzzled my neck before kissing where he'd left the earlier bite mark. The feel of his lips against my skin was enough to make my body react. Riley shifted his weight and rested on his arms, looking down at me. He bent down to kiss me but I had other ideas. With a shove of his shoulder, I twisted my hips so we rolled over together. The look of surprise on Riley's face made me giggle. I was surprised too, I wasn't sure I had to strength to actually do that. The other surprise was Riley was almost hard again too. I managed to get on top without him coming out.
"So." I began to slide up and down on Riley's already mostly erect cock again. "Remember our little game of twenty questions?"
"Yep," Riley's hands came to my hips as he gripped them hard. His firm grip would probably leave bruises later on.
"Remember my favourite position?" I teased him by taking my time. I was moving until he was nearly out of me before lowering myself back down slowly. Riley's hands twitched as if he was stopping himself from slamming into me.
"You on top, how could I forget?" Riley looked like he was having a hard time concentrating on speaking. He already looked thoroughly fucked and I'm sure I looked the same. We were both shining with sweat. Riley's hair was plastered to his face and sticking out at odd angles. It only made him look hotter.
"Because I like to be in charge," I grinned down at him. He was fully in me again as I rolled my hips around on him. I bit my lip as it sent sparks flying through my body again. I wouldn't be long this time either.
"Then be in charge and stop teasing," Riley managed to gasp out.
I didn't need any further encouragement. I picked up a fast pace and all I could think about was how amazing he felt underneath me. One of Riley's hands went from my hips to my clit. His thumb grazed over it, making me buck at his touch. His thumb worked circles around it, distracting me from riding Riley. So much for me being in charge. He was playing me to perfection.
"Cum for me." Riley sounded completely breathless. "I want to feel you come undone around my cock."
He'd barely gotten the sentence out before I did exactly what he said. It was just as intense as the first orgasm he gave me earlier. I'd barely come down from my high as Riley sat up, grabbing my legs to wrap around him. His hands guided my hips as he rocked against me. My body was still in the after throws of my orgasm making everything ten times more sensitive. The feeling of his body against me was enough to give me another small orgasm. I don't even know what sounds my body was making. I just couldn't control myself. I was still shaking from it as Riley gave one final thrust and held onto me tightly as he came again.
It took a long time for me to be able to focus. I sat in Riley's lap still gasping for breath and shaking from the intensity of it all. Riley wasn't much better, he was breathing just as heavily as I was. His grip was strong and the only thing keeping me upright in his lap. I was suddenly very exhausted.
"Enjoy?" Riley broke the silence first. He kissed me gently before resting his forehead against mine.
"That was the best sex of my life," I admitted with a tired laugh. "Wow."
"I aim to please," Riley laughed quietly with me. "Several times actually."
"That you did." I couldn't stop the jaw cracking yawn from escaping my mouth. "And now you've made me sleepy."
I eased myself from Riley's lap. It took every ounce of energy I had left to lay down on the bed. I lay on my side and Riley settled in next to me, wrapping his arms around me pulling me in close. He was on his back so I ended up lying on his chest. I could hear his heart still racing in his chest.
"You're the best thing that has ever happened to me," Riley said quietly.
"Likewise." I managed a tired smile. "Wanna join me in the shower after a sleep?"
"Silly question, of course, I do." Riley reached down and gave me a quick kiss. "Go to sleep."
I didn't need to be told twice.
I stretched lazily not wanting to disturb my nap just yet. My body was sore, a very good sore that I hadn't felt, well, ever. I reached over to Riley's side of the bed and my hands met empty space. That made me open my eyes and look over. I hadn't heard him get up. I rubbed my eyes and looked over at the clock. I'd only been asleep for an hour.
The apartment was quiet. No shower running, no TV on or anything to give away where Riley was. I got up, grabbing a towel to wrap around me. I padded out of the bedroom looking around for him. Standing in the kitchen in just a pair of boxers, phone tucked between his ear and shoulder Riley was standing in front of the stove. The smell of pancakes wafted through the house and my stomach growled in appreciation. I'd never seen Riley cook anything. We lived off takeaway or went out for dinner most nights.
"Uh huh," Riley said into the phone. It sounded like he was only half paying attention to the conversation.
I snuck up behind him, wrapping my arms around his bare chest. I snuck a brief kiss on the side of his neck that wasn't cradling the phone. He jumped in surprise but squeezed my arms with his in response. A stack of pancakes was already on the counter. Riley was poking the latest one with a spatula, waiting to flip it.
"Mom." Riley's tone changed suddenly. "That's not funny. You said it was Thanksgiving with just us this year. I wouldn't have invited Kari if I knew everyone was going to be there."
I smothered my laugh against Riley's back. This conversation sounded like something I'd be having with my own Mom. Which was also a reminder I should really ring her sometime soon. I'd gotten three emails from her while I was away trying to get in touch. It seemed even my own mother was dying of curiosity about me actually having a boyfriend. I wasn't purposely ignoring her. Life was just so busy at the moment.
"If I come back alone then I blame you," Riley snorted. There was a brief pause while Riley's mom said something in repose. "Why? Because Dad's side of the family are way too nosy and I'd be right behind her if she decided to run off screaming."
This time I couldn't stop a giggle escaping. It seems we'd have to have a talk. Riley's family wasn't going to have anything on the craziness at my Grandparents ranch during the holidays. At least he didn't have an entire family who were all Enhanced. I wasn't going to be scared off by the normal family shenanigans. Though I couldn't say the same for Riley when it came to him actually meeting my side of the family.
"Anyway, I'm cooking breakfast." Riley paused as the voice on the other end interrupted him. He flipped the pancake while he was listening. "Just because it's two in the afternoon doesn't mean it's not breakfast time."
Or anytime really. I wasn't below eating breakfast cereal or any type of breakfast food throughout the entire day. I'd happily live off bacon and eggs for the rest of my life if I ever had to. At least I could manage cooking scrambled eggs without burning down the kitchen.
"I have the next few days off." Riley straightened up and switched to holding the phone in his hand. "So I'll try and Skype sometime. And yes Mom I will ask Kari if she wants to join in. Be nice."
I wouldn't mind joining in Riley's conversations with his Mom and Sister. I don't think he'd be too keen on doing the same with my parents. I hated when the iPhone came out with FaceTime. Mom had been obsessed with it for ages and I avoided those conversations like the plague.
"Bye." Riley hung up and threw his phone down on the counter. He flipped the pancake onto the plate before turning around to face me. "Good afternoon sleepy head."
He was grinning as he said it. I wrapped my arms around his neck and just pulled him in for a kiss instead of replying to his teasing. It was his fault I was a sleepyhead anyway. It'd been worth the wait to have sex. As we kissed my towel started to slip off and I pulled back to adjust it.
"Those pancakes smell amazing." I had to distract myself otherwise I'd want Riley to fuck me right here on the counter. Despite our previous round of sex being more than satisfying, my body started to respond again.
"I know." Riley was still grinning. I wasn't the only one responding again. Riley was half hard already. "I had such an epic craving for pancakes. It's about the only thing I had in the cupboard. Are you staying for a few days?"
I hesitated. I really wanted to say yes but I didn't want this to start becoming a habit. I'd only been back to my place to pick up clothes over the last few weeks. Jared was still away so it seemed pointless to be staying in an empty apartment. I also didn't want to make myself a nuisance and look like I was being clingy by staying with Riley all the time.
"Only if you aren't going to get sick of me," I said testing to see his reaction.
"Nope, which means we need to go food shopping because the state of my cupboards is making this place really look like a typical bachelor pad," Riley looked very happy at my answer. Seeing the pantry open and nearly void of all food made me agree with him silently. "I need to stop being lazy and living off takeaway or eating out every night. I can kind of cook."
"I'm more than happy to do food shopping." I was very relieved about his casual acceptance of me staying here. "It's about the only thing I can contribute with food since I can't cook."
"You don't need to contribute," Riley said quickly. He reached over to turn the stove off and turned his full attention to me. "I want you here because I like having you around, Kari. Trust me that I'm fully house trained, you don't need to do anything except be here."
His confession made me melt a little on the inside. Riley was making it very easy for me to fall for him, despite my reservations about everything. How could he be so damn perfect?
"Besides, I have to next few days off," Riley continued with a heart melting grin. "I was hoping we could spend that time fucking on every available surface in my apartment."
"I'm back at work tomorrow," I said with a pang of sadness. I was hoping to have a little bit of time to myself before being back at work. "But I do have the weekend off."
"Then don't make plans for the weekend. Riley grabbed me and lifted me onto the counter. The sudden movement made me giggle, slightly hysterically. Riley could pick me up so easily. "Because I want you all to myself."
Riley gave the towel a small tug and it fell away from my body. There were no protests from me about his plans. Especially as he leant forward and kissed me again.
I yawned while stretching out in the pilot seat of the Quinjet the next morning. It was early, 0515 and still dark outside in the autumn morning. Somehow I'd landed a supply drop to a SHIELD base in Alaska. My Quinjet was already loaded and all I was waiting for was Clint to join me. Coulson had emailed me last night saying he'd bring him down here himself.
I hadn't gotten much sleep last night. The memory of what we ended up doing made me grin like an idiot. Riley seemed to be wanting to make up for lost time and I was more than happy to indulge in several rounds. We'd had sex on the counter before digging into the pancakes he made. Afterwards, we hadn't even made it back to the bedroom and fucked on the couch instead. I was sore from the waist down and I had to wear my collar pulled up to hide the massive hickey on my neck. This morning I'd gotten up and thought he was still fast asleep. I'd just stepped into the shower when he surprised me. By the time we were done, I was nearly running late and had to speed to make sure I actually made it work on time.
"Coulson, I know I'm a pain in the ass but do you really have to lump me with supervising a supply shipment?" Clint's voice came to me first. He sounded mildly pissed off and I could hear him stomping louder than normal. I swung around so I was facing the ramp.
"I had a problem with a few things and this wraps it up nicely." Coulson could barely keep the amusement out of his voice. "Besides, this is something nice and easy. You may even enjoy it."
Clint muttered something under his breath as he stomped up the ramp. He did a double take when he saw me sitting in the pilot seat. I smiled at him innocently. Clint looked suspicious as he swivelled between looking at me and Coulson.
"You wanted flying lessons." Coulson was a step behind Clint. "Kari wanted some support for a bit longer. So this is two problems solved. Behave, otherwise, I give Kari full permission to throw you off if you give her any shit."
"Did you know about this?" Clint looked positively giddy as he grinned at me. I feel like I had given him the best present in his life.
"I was sworn to secrecy." The excitement was contagious I was so damn pleased with myself that I hadn't blurted the secret out. "Thanks for coming to hold my hand."
"Sneaky, both of you," Clint laughed. I had a feeling nothing would be able to wipe the smile off his face for a month. "This is awesome. Thank you so much, both of you."
"Come and see me when you both get back." In a fatherly gesture, Coulson put his arms around Clint's shoulders and gave him a squeeze. "Enjoy."
With a small wave, Coulson left us on our own. Clint came and sat next to me as I powered the Quinjet up. I hadn't realised how badly Clint had actually wanted this. I'd noticed he always watching me very carefully while we flew but never gave it much thought. Now wasn't much different. Clint was paying very careful attention to what I was doing. I had no doubt he'd already memorised everything in the right order as I powered up.
"So how much do you actually know?" I asked. I'd never taught anyone before. If the Quinjet's weren't so idiot proof and it was someone besides Clint, I might have been nervous. However, I didn't doubt Clint would be an exceptional pilot one day. If this was something he'd wanted badly, he'd be a model student. Well, as model as he could get anyway.
"Enough to know the plane goes faster when you pull back on the stick," Clint said smartly. "Which you seem to do a lot."
I rolled my eyes at his attitude but Clint kept speaking before I could interrupt him.
"Honestly, I've just been watching and I could copy what you're doing but not actually sure what everything does or the exact mechanics behind it all." Clint finished with a wry grin. "So what's the plan boss?"
"Shouldn't you be calling me Ma'am?" I teased as I started to taxi out from the parking spot. "I'll give you the controls in the air to give you a feel for the basics. We can do some harder stuff like take off and landings once you have a bit more confidence."
"Yes, Ma'am." Clint gave me a mock salute. "You're the boss for today."
"That's a nice change." The ridiculous salute made me laugh. "This is my rare chance to actually show you something instead of the other way around."
"I'm not going to be a shit about it, I promise." Clint even crossed his heart, making me laugh again. "I've been wanting proper flying lessons for a very long time. Besides, you've been a champion about everything Nat and I throw at you so I can behave myself enough for you to teach me."
"That's reassuring." I was sitting on the edge of the platform waiting for traffic control to clear our takeoff. I tapped my fingers impatiently on the control stick. My phone chimed in my pocket as a text came through. Air traffic was quiet to me so I pulled it out. It was from Natasha.
So do I win?
"Apparently you owe Natasha money again," I laughed at the message before sending her a reply.
Yep, you owe me dinner!
"Finally give in did you?" Clint laughed with me. He didn't look at all surprised. The enormous hickey on my neck might have given it away. "I expected that I'd be poorer after you two were sleeping on the couch together."
"We didn't do anything there." I tried to lie, covering it up with a scoff of displeasure. I was a terrible liar and I didn't doubt Clint would see straight through it. "I wasn't that desperate."
"You sure about that?" Clint raised an eyebrow at me. "I walked out to take a piss at some early hour in the morning and you two were looking very cosy on the couch kissing. I'm pretty sure Riley had his hand down your pants too."
"Yep, I'm sure about that." I could feel a blush crawling over my cheeks. It was a dead giveaway that I'd been busted. Clint had a small smirk on his face as he watched me.
"When I was 19, I was dating another SHIELD agent," Clint started, surprising me. I was expecting him to tease me mercilessly for being caught out. "Bobbi Morse is her name, you'll probably meet her eventually. She's a Specialist and she's done some undercover work with Jared and Nat. Anyway, half the fun was having sex everywhere we could at work and not get caught. Believe me when I tell you we've all done it. Ask Coulson about his lady friend Camilla and the compromising position I found them in."
"No, ew gross." I couldn't help but laugh. "That's like thinking of my parents having sex."
"Thankfully, for me, it's more like walking in on my older brother having sex," Clint laughed with me. "Which is still mildly horrifying. It gives me something to tease Coulson about for the next fifty years though. So stop being embarrassed about what you were or weren't doing on the couch. Most of us have been there and done that before. Next time try and find somewhere more daring to do it and see if you get caught."
"You are such a bad influence on me," I shook my head as I kept laughing. Our conversation was cut off by air traffic finally clearing my take off.
"So, are you serious I can take the controls once we get into the air?" Clint asked as I manoeuvred the Quinjet into position.
"Sure." I hit the thrusters and we lifted into the air steadily. "The coordinates are in so it's basically a matter of sticking to the flight path. Do you want me to explain everything properly or do you want the dumbed down version?"
"No, explain everything," Clint sounded extremely eager. "I might not understand it but I'll give it my best shot."
"Good thing you like maths and physics like me." I glanced at the altimeter to make sure we were at the correct height before easing the Quinjet into the flight path. "So, the basics of flight are four forces. There's lift, weight, thrust and drag. Thrust is exactly what it sounds like, the force generated to overcome drag. Lift acts as perpendicular to the vector representing your velocity in relation to the atmosphere. Drag, again it just what it sounds like. The force that acts in opposition to your thrust. Weight is your centre of gravity."
I snuck a quick look at Clint to make sure I wasn't boring him with my explanation. I knew the feeling of something being so boring but you have to know it that your eyes just glaze over and you only half listen. But he was sitting facing me listening with rapt attention. I half expected him to take out a notepad and start making notes.
"In straight and level flight your lift is equal and opposite to weight. In straight and climbing flight, like taking off in this, your lift is less than weight."
"That doesn't make sense?" Clint frowned at me. "If you're climbing shouldn't your lift be exceeding your weight?"
"I'll get to that in a minute." I shushed him. He quickly shut his mouth, any argument dying on his lips. "It's your thrust that enables the energy to climb. Lift acts perpendicular to the vector that represents velocity relative to the atmosphere, so your lift is unable to alter the energy needed to climb."
"That hurts my brain but makes sense," Clint said with a brief chuckle. He rubbed his forehead as if all the information was hurting his head. "I'm guessing in descending your lift is less than weight?"
"You got it." I smiled at him. He really did look wrapped up in all the information I was throwing at him. "Let's switch seats and I'll run through the controls with you."
Clint bounced out of his seat and gleefully took over the pilot seat. His hand wrapped around the control stick and for the first time I'd know him, a flicker of nerves crossed over his face.
"It's easy," I reassured him taking the co-pilot seat. "Just remember three things. Yaw which moves your nose left and right. Pitch moves the nose up and down. Roll, well that's self explanatory. If anything goes wrong, I'll switch the controls over to me right away. Sound good?"
"Sounds good I feel like I'm learning to drive again," Clint said, glancing down at his feet. "I have pedals and everything."
"I have this funny feeling you were the worlds biggest pain in the ass to teach to drive," I joked with him. I was awarded a beaming and very charming smile that confirmed my suspicion "All right. Your pedals control the yaw, so it moves the rudder left and right. You push right, it goes right. The control stick controls everything else. You pull back to increase your thrust. Move it left and right to control your pitch. Right now all you need to do is keep it in a straight line. Don't jerk or yank on it. One of my flight instructors told me to think of it as your cock while jerking off. Be firm but gentle. I don't think he ever realised I was a girl until right at the end."
Clint chuckled but didn't say anything else. He was handling the controls carefully. The Quinjet dipped slightly but before I could correct him, Clint pulled back on the stick very gently to ease it back up. His triumphant smile made me laugh.
It was no surprise that Clint picked it all up very easily. He handled the Quinjet well and flew the entire way to the base for the supply drop. I only took the controls off him to land and even then he was very reluctant to hand them over. I had no doubt he'd pick up the finer points of flying very quickly. It'd be fun to teach someone else combat manurers. I'm sure Clint would appreciate the skill it takes to pull off some of the more complicated aerial moves. The cargo was unloaded and we were back in the air in half an hour. It was enough of a break to grab a coffee and go to the toilet, but not an agonisingly long wait. Clint nearly pushed me out of the pilot seat as soon as we hit altitude so he could fly again.
"Thank you again for this," Clint said in a lull in our light conversation. He looked over at me with a beaming smile. "You have no idea how much this means to me being able to learn to fly."
"Thank you for teaching and putting up with me over the last few weeks." I countered with a smile. "I'm happy I could repay some of that in a small way by doing this."
Both of our phones vibrated at the same time. I hadn't gotten a reply from Natasha yet so I was expecting it to be her making plans for dinner tonight. I was very wrong. It was Coulson.
Mission brief as soon as you both get back. Brush up on your German.
"Well." I felt a flicker of excitement start to grow. "How's your German, Hawk?"
"Rusty and generally terrible." Clint looked over at me. He'd been concentrating on his flying instead of picking up his phone. "Do we have a mission?"
"Yes, we do." Today was shaping up to be a good day. "Lucky for you, my German is impeccable."
"I guess you'll be joining us for the ride then," Clint grinned at me. "Can we get back a little bit faster?"
"Off you go."
Clint didn't need to be told twice. The gleeful grin on his face as the Quinjet's speed climbed was contagious.
Authors Note
Hello my lovely readers. Heres my very late and short update, so I hope you all enjoy it.
I have a lot going on in my life right now, but it all seems to be starting to settle down. I'm aiming for fortnightly updates at the moment because my writing time is extremely limited and still will be for the next 2 weeks. After that hopefully life will quieten down.
Thanks to all my reviewers and followers! Until next time.
Edited 6th June 2018
