;unstable

if there's anything more unstable than weapons, it's people.

[ofacquiredtalent-blog]

"I’m not complaining." He chuckled,  moving his neck to leave him more space. Hips still grinding, his own body reacting to the contact and the excitement. The arousal. "I have striking looks after all." Letting out that light joke only made the chuckle louder, and somehow, the mix of tickles in the neck didn’t help.

[unstablc]

        Bruce can't help himself anymore. He takes         Clint's arms by the wrist and slowly guides them         so Clint gets a handful of his ass. He presses          his forehead against Clint's once more, stealing         a quick kiss before he's stuck between rolling         his hips forward against Clint, and backward         against the hands cupping his ass. 

                 ❝ That's where your hands                      should be... ❞  

[ofacquiredtalent-blog]

"And getting excited I see." He teased, slightly laughing, one hand moved to hold his  neck, just so their eyes could connect.  His legs locked around Bruce’s waist and he began to roll his hips. Feeling like a teenager, with the promise of not getting farther,  yet doing what shouldn’t be done in terms of said promise.

[unstablc]

   ❝ Sorry. Seems to happen a lot       when you're around. ❞   

              Clint rolling his hips only made things worse,               Bruce could feel his own hips stir, rutting against               Clint's, hiding in the crook of the man's neck to               plant a trail of loving kisses against his skin. 

[ofacquiredtalent-blog]

Clint kissed the top of Bruce’s lips as he pulled away to breath, ginning right back at him. “You should breath a little.” He mocked.

[unstablc]

    ❝ Too busy kissing you. ❞

               His hands were still busy kneading Clint's                 behind, like it was unknown territory and                he was trying to map it out as thoroughly                as possible. Bruce leaned forward, his                 straining erection pressing right against                one of Clint's thighs.

[ofacquiredtalent-blog]

Clint continued with the kiss, moving his hands to his own behind, on top of Bruce’s hands. Not to stop him, but to guide him into giving him a massage. He liked those, regardless of how much it would take him to stop himself  from following on.

[unstablc]

   Before he knew it he was massaging Clint's ass through    his pants. Strong fingers kneading at the man's firm flesh,    all the while still engrossed in the same kiss. He pulls back    for a few seconds to catch his breath, forehead resting against    Clint's, grinning lightly.

[ofacquiredtalent-blog]

    “Those hands are dangerously touching me.”

    He teased, as he broke the kiss just for a moment,      brushing his lips with the tip of his tongue, seconds       before pressing their lips together once again. His hands      wrapped his back, to keep him close, 

[unstablc]

      Bruce didn't take his hands away, instead he gave       Clint's butt a firm squeeze as they continued kissing.       He could feel himself harden again, this time definitely       because of Clint-- there wasn't any sparring going on       to use as an excuse.

[ofacquiredtalent-blog]

Clint held Bruce’s head, letting him swallow the food before deepening the kiss. Eyes closed due to the connection of the moment.

[unstablc]

      Bruce lost his breath for a second, but he didn't       want to break the kiss. His hands had slid down       to cup the rounded globes of Clint's butt, dragging       him closer until here was no space left between       them, Bruce's lips still pressed against Clint's firmly.

[ofacquiredtalent-blog]

Clint smiled. “Want to share?” Taking  a small piece out of the sandwich he placed it on top of his tongue and leaned closer to the other

[unstablc]

        Now that was something Bruce hadn't         been expecting. Nonetheless, he leaned         in to press his lips against Clint's again,         quickly stealing the bit of sandwich from          Clint with his tongue-- grinning all the while. 

[ofacquiredtalent-blog]

     Clint smiled, pecking his lips once or twice before        turning to his sandwich once again, eating it properly.

         ”Is it because of the cheese taste?” He joked.

[unstablc]

     ❝ Clearly. The only reason why I'm         kissing you is because I've already         eaten my sandwich, and I'm hungry         for more. ❞ 

[thearrowpointstomydick]

     ”Aww adorable.”

[unstablc]

      ❝ So... are we just going to sit           here... with me, ehm-- naked? ❞

[thearrowpointstomydick]

"No, no. Thank you."

[unstablc]

       ❝ You're welcome? ❞

[ofacquiredtalent-blog]

Clint smiled into the kiss, hand being placed in between their faces as he rested his forehead on his, fingers caressing his lips.

"I keep thinking you were already good at it."

[unstablc]

          Bruce chuckles, his hands dropping to the small           of Clint's back-- staying there, steady, supportive. 

   ❝ Maybe I just really like        kissing you-- ❞

[ofacquiredtalent-blog]

   Folding his legs around Bruce, Clint pushed himself forward and kissed him. Slowly. Warmth covering the skin of his lip as his hands rested on Bruce’s neck, thumbs playing with the short beard.

[unstablc]

          Without so much as a warning, Clint's lips were glued            against his own once more. Bruce's arms tightened           around the man's waist, pulling him closer to the edge           of the counter-- his body being the only thing that stopped           Clint from falling off. 

    ❝ I think I'm getting better already... ❞

[unstablc]

{ open; mutuals }

[starkindustrics]

" I’m not trimming it for you, Bruce. I’m all for intimacy, but not around your Kiefer Sutherland stubble. “

[unstablc]

   ❝ Never said you had to. Doesn't mean       I won't come to you for style advice. ❞

[unstablc]

{ open; mutuals }

[starkindustrics]

    ” Rock it or don’t. You’re prerogative,     big boy. Just gotta learn to start trimming     from time to time. “

[unstablc]

   ❝ Guess I've come to the right        person for it then, huh? ❞

[unstablc]

--i just finished reading the bell jar and now i'm hella sad so i'm gonna watch some mindy project and eat cereal 2 cheer me up i'll be on skype (andre.lourocalado) !!

[hawkbxtt]

"Maybe. Is it working?"

[unstablc]

      ❝ Maybe. ❞

[hawkbxtt]

"If you’re into that, sure."

[unstablc]

    ❝ Is this your way of hitting        on me, Clint? ❞