Clint was laying on the couch fast asleep. His feet bare and up on the arm of the couch. Arms up and behind his head and his shirt ridden up. He fell asleep watching Laura's favorite movie. Robin hood. He'd been at home the past few days getting rest and Laura had been away. He'd missed her so much he was wearing the tickle here shirt that circled his armpits. And laying around him was her claws, feathers, toothbrushes, brushes, oil, the boots, restraints and their favorite snacks.
Laura walked in, chuckling upon seeing her husband in such a position. He was simple too cute for words! She snuck up on him, pausing a moment before digging her fingers into his exposed armpits.
Clint dreaming of when Laura came home woke up with a start. His hands came flying down.
Laura drilled into his armpits, smiling down at him. “Hello sweetie!”
"Lahaaahaura?" He asked. Holding his arms tight to his body as he rocked and laughed.









