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Tweak says, "Shalom! Jambo!"

luckydevil (luckydevil) wrote in tensor,
@ 2011-03-20 17:33:00

Entry tags:

clint_barton, hank_mccoy

Hank
Clint didn't bother knocking. If Teddy was in his altogethers, he could clutch his pearls and dive for a towel for all Clint cared.

(Though his lizard brain was quick to add that Teddy didn't seem the type to stand around in his altogethers which was really too bad for the rest of the world, who would have naturally enjoyed the show.)

He slumped against Hank's doorframe, leaving a muddy streak, and looked forlornly around the room. No Hank. Not even buried under a threatening pile of books.

Library? Cafeteria? The great outdoors? There were so many places Hank could be hiding... Fuck it. He pushed himself up and, leaving the door open, stumbled toward the bed. Some lingering sense of decency had Clint stripping off his muddy clothes and shoes, tossing them to where they'd do the least damage. He grabbed one of Hank's towels and tossed it onto his bed, curling up on it to keep the mess off his sheets, one arm flung dramatically over his eyes as he buried his face in Hank's pillow and fell immediately into painful sleep.

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justbeastly
2011-03-20 09:48 pm UTC (link)

Hank had just gone out for a walk to celebrate the first day of spring. But when he returned, his door was wide open, with a very naked Clint sprawled out across his bed. He was fairly sure he hadn't left the room like that when he left.

He was also fairly sure he should probably be more surprised by this, but no.

Quietly, he closed the door and headed back down the hall, trying to walk as quietly as possible. When he came back a little while later, he was carrying hot tea and a bag filled with aspirin, ice cream, copies of Playboy -- anything he thought Clint might need when he awoke.

Once everything was put away, he picked up a book and leaned back in his desk chair to wait.

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luckydevil
2011-03-20 09:58 pm UTC (link)

Clint wasn't an easy sleeper...which was probably an understatement. He was restless, brows knit, face occasionally contorted in a flinch. He shifted, making low, unhappy noises. He hunched his shoulders protectively. He looked remarkably young and heartbreakingly vulnerable until his blue eyes suddenly snapped open, wide and wounded.

Clint scrambled up, visibly confused, but he came to himself quickly, blowing out an unsteady breath before turning his head to find Hank.

He blinked. Blinked again. Smiled.

"Naked and willing in your bed and you still choose a book over me?"

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	justbeastly 2011-03-20 10:02 pm UTC (link)
	Hank forced a smile. Listening in on Clint's nightmares hadn't been fun. "It's an awfully good book." He got up and went over to kneel by his bed, looking Clint in the eye. "How are you feeling?" (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	luckydevil 2011-03-20 10:05 pm UTC (link)
	"Spurned!" (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	justbeastly 2011-03-20 10:06 pm UTC (link)
	"I prefer to wait until you're physically able to handle me," Hank amended drily. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	luckydevil 2011-03-20 10:10 pm UTC (link)
	Clint, predictably, waggled his brows at that. "Oh, I can handle you just fine," he promised. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	justbeastly 2011-03-20 10:12 pm UTC (link)
	"Right now? I sincerely doubt it." He reached over, pulling the sheet up to Clint's waist, then swung himself up onto the bed next to him. "Can you sit up?" (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	luckydevil 2011-03-20 10:16 pm UTC (link)
	Clint sat up, though he made a face. "Sore," he said, twisting toward Hank. "And muddy; sorry. Hold me?" (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	justbeastly 2011-03-20 10:20 pm UTC (link)
	"It's all right, come here" Hank said, pulling Clint close and brushing a little dust off his face. He looked so pitiful and in pain that Hank couldn't help but want to take care of him. "I can massage some of those sore muscles too, if you don't think it would be too much for you." (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	luckydevil 2011-03-20 10:25 pm UTC (link)
	"You would be my own personal hero," Clint assured him, leaning against Hank. He hadn't expected an actual hug, but he was so very much not complaining. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	justbeastly 2011-03-20 10:31 pm UTC (link)
	"Here, then." Gently, Hank turned Clint around so he was leaning against Hank's chest. He slowly started working on Clint's shoulder, working out the stiffness of his muscles. "But when am I not your hero?" (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	luckydevil 2011-03-20 10:44 pm UTC (link)
	"When you try to trick me into thinking there are zombies in classic literature," he murmured, closing his eyes and relaxing into the pleasure of the massage. "Ooh, yes, there." (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	justbeastly 2011-03-20 10:48 pm UTC (link)
	"I like to think I'd be classed as a trickster hero under those circumstances." He paused over one spot, increasing the pressure slightly. "There?" (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	luckydevil 2011-03-20 10:50 pm UTC (link)
	"Like that crow dude? And yes, harder. Oh, do me harder." His lips twitched. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	justbeastly 2011-03-20 10:55 pm UTC (link)
	"Exactly." Hank rolled his eyes and decided to play along. Massaging slow circles with his thumbs, he teased, "Mm, you like it when I do this?" (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	luckydevil 2011-03-20 10:58 pm UTC (link)
	"Oooh, baby, yeah!" (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	justbeastly 2011-03-20 11:01 pm UTC (link)
	He shifted to Clint's neck, rubbing slowly. "How about here?" his deep voice murmured in Clint's ear. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	luckydevil 2011-03-20 11:04 pm UTC (link)
	Clint paused. "...huh, you know, let's not do the deep voice in my ear thing. You're actually turning me on at this point." (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	justbeastly 2011-03-20 11:09 pm UTC (link)
	Whoa. "...no more voice in the ear, 10-4." Hank shifted back a little, his hands coming to a stop, suddenly very aware that Clint was totally naked and pressed against him. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	luckydevil 2011-03-20 11:13 pm UTC (link)
	"But the massage can go on!" he said in his whiniest possible voice, trying to make Hank comfortable again. "Haa-aaank." (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	justbeastly 2011-03-20 11:19 pm UTC (link)
	And then he was just Clint again, not naked-hot-turned-on-Clint, and that made things okay. "Fine, fine." He reached out and took one of Clint's hands, massaging it gently in both of his. "There is also tea, ice cream, and soft-core pornographic magazines, when you feel up to them." (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	luckydevil 2011-03-20 11:21 pm UTC (link)
	"Porn?" Clint snorted, looking at Hank over his shoulder. "Why Henry McCoy!" (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	justbeastly 2011-03-20 11:26 pm UTC (link)
	"I thought you might require the comforting embrace of Playboy," Hank said with a good-natured smile. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	luckydevil 2011-03-20 11:29 pm UTC (link)
	"Why would I when I have you?" (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	justbeastly 2011-03-20 11:34 pm UTC (link)
	"I'm afraid I don't have the cup size required by Mr. Hefner." (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)