deviouskaterina:
“Couch. Couch, now.” She nodded and sucked at his tongue. She wanted him, and bad. Kat’s hands gripped his shirt and she ripped it open. Her fingers explored his body, nails raking gently over his skin. She wanted his pants off and to slide down his body so that she could taste his skin, every bit of him. The vampire nipped hard at his ear as she whispered to him, “So much I want to do to you.”
Barton stubled back into the couch, knocking a few objects over on his way there. He groand when he felt the weight of her straddle over him. He began tearing the shirt off of her, and as soon as her skin became exposed, Barton’s tongue was there. “Do whatever you want.” he said breathily, knowing he would brobably hate himself for it later.
(Source: aka-hawkeye)
deviouskaterina:
“Liar.” His hands told the truth of the matter. She pressed her body to his and tugged his shirt. Her leg wrapped around him, pulling his hips to hers. Kat licked her lips and shook her head. “It varies, but you like tasting me. It makes you feel alive.” How funny, a dead woman’s blood made the man live more. Her teeth nipped his lip hard. “Let me taste you, Clinton… Please?”
How the hell was anyone supposed to say no to that? He wouldn’t even push her away if there was a gun pointed at his head. The archer had never heard her say please before, and he was more than happy to give her what she asked for. Barton’s hands slid up under her shirt before they gripped her ass and hoisted her up. His tongue dipped into her mouth and he groaned.
(Source: aka-hawkeye)
deviouskaterina:
She twirled a lock of hair around her finger, eyes intent on him. “Mmm, it was not your mind I fucked, darling.” Kat didn’t even flinch when he punched the wall. “Such anger, lover. Should really work on that.” Her fingers walked up his chest until she fisted her hand in his shirt. The vampire jerked him close and shook her head. “I can’t fix it. It’ll wear off. Or not. You do like me. Don’t fight it…” Her lips brushed his.
”..but I don’t want to.” he growled as his hands slid down along her curves. His left arm then slid around her waist so that their bodies got pressed together. “How long does it take for it to.. wear off?” Barton frowned at how close her lips were. Kat was right though, the bitch was right, he did like. And he fucked hated it.
(Source: aka-hawkeye)
deviouskaterina:
She stepped back to not get run over by him. Her fingers toyed with the hem of her skirt as she shut and locked the door behind him. She leaned back against the door and watched him, waiting on him to speak. His words made her grin wider. “I did nothing. You did it to yourself, big boy. Don’t pretend you don’t like it, deep down.” Her smile turned to a smug smirk. “You wanted my blood.”
“I didn’t know that meant getting mind fucked by you!” he spat out, closening the distande between them before hammering his fists into a open spot a few inche away from her neck. “Now fix it!” Barton tried to stay focused, but that proved to be difficult. Her outfit and her legs sure as hell didn’t help. He was screwed, wasn’t he? She new exactly what buttons to push. Had she really managed to wrap him around her finger that easily?
(Source: aka-hawkeye)
lostgabi:
Gabi nodded. She didn’t know what else to say, so she just held him tighter. Her arms wound around him better and kissed his cheek. After a few moments she pulled back, her fingers brushing over his neck. “I’ll stay up with you. Won’t let you fall asleep. I promise.” She smiled sadly at him and cupped his cheek in her hand. “We can go sit on the couch, find a stupid movie to watch? Distraction.”
Barton retured the smile but it was just as sad, though he was grateful. Shortly thereafter a nod followed. Just laying down with his head on her tummy sounded even better then the bath. “Just.. nothing bloody.” he leaned in, stealing a kiss. To be honest, he never thought he would hear himself say those words.
deviouskaterina:
Kat glanced up when she heard him outside. A slow grin spread over her face. The vampire disentangled herself from her spot on the floor and made her way to the door. She tousled her curly locks and bit her lips for color before opening it. Kat knew it bothered him, this attraction. Making him uncomfortable was a game to her.
His eyes stayed glued to the floor, which didn’t really help because it gave him a clear view of her legs. Suddenly he imaginded them wrapped around his head. Barton clenched his teeth and walked straight by her. Not bothering with the fact they had yet to exchange words. After a few steps he stoped, his back was still facing her when his voice broke the silence. “What the hell have you done to me? Stay the fuck away from my head!” That had to be the only explination, right? She had gotten into his head somehow and now she was just toying with him. Torturing him.
(Source: aka-hawkeye)
forthedevilinsideofme:
“You forgot you left us? Or that we were family?”
“…you can’t be serious. I almost got killed, remember? What the hell was I supposed to do?”
(Source: aka-hawkeye)
lostgabi:
That was not what she had expected to hear. Spy maybe. Muscle that got folks to see the right way of things, sure. Not a killer. Her mind raced back to Dante making this same revelation to her. The same questions came to her. “…For the government? Or… money? Not for… not for fun, right?” He didn’t seem that type. Her fingers traced down his jaw and she looked into his eyes as he held her tighter. “Baby….” she trailed off, unsure what to say to him. She should run, but she didn’t want to leave him. So she just held him just as tightly back.
“Goverment.” he mumbled hesitantly. Though, he had killed for money and for personal reasons, but not for fun. At least that was something, right? Barton kept his forehead rested against Gabi’s as his fingers gently stroked her skin. She was being way calmer than he had expected. “I..I don’t want to close my eyes.” His voice was soft and it almost cracked. He was afraid he would see Sterling in a pool of his own blood if he did. “P-please.. I don’t want to sleep.” Barton didn’t want to worry her, but this surely wouldn’t do anything but.
