Open Birthday Post

[from_a_distance]

For most of Clint's life, his birthday has not been a very big deal to just about anybody. When he was really little, there were cupcakes, and sometimes games and once (he thinks) friends, but that didn't last long, and the group home was not big on birthdays, and in the circus nobody really cared, and since then...well, as you get older, birthdays just stop being as big of a deal.

At least, that's what he always tells himself. And that's why he never tells anybody when his birthday is. Doesn't matter anyway. It's just another year.

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[from_a_distance]

"Yeah, babe," Clint groans, moving into his grip. "You too. Almost there...." He could easily make it last longer, but he wants to come right with Bucky if he can.

[not_a_commie]

The hand on Clint's hip tightens and the hand working Clint's cock picks up the pace.

"Clint... fuck, I'm coming." He warns hips snapping into Clint once, twice, more before pressing in and coming hard inside the other man. "love you so fucking much."

[from_a_distance]

"Yes, yes, yeah, love you!" Clint groans, his muscles tightening as he comes hard, head thrown back.

[not_a_commie]

Bucky doesn't pull out right away, he nuzzles against Clint's neck silent as he catches his breath for a moment. "Fucked at Disneyland... can check that off some list." He laughs breathlessly slowly pulling out of Clint and turning off the water after a moment.

[from_a_distance]

"What the hell list is that on?" Clint asks with a laugh.

[not_a_commie]

"No fucking clue, it's probably on a few lists." He laughs grabbing a couple of fluffy towels and tossing one at Clint, and wrapping the other around his waist. "Those how much of a deviant are you lists." He snorts leaning in and kissing Clint.

[from_a_distance]

Clint chuckles and scrubs it through his hair. "I didn't really need any more points on those lists.

[not_a_commie]

"I think we should aim for all the points." Bucky smirks, "Just you know the ones that wont get us arrested." He snorts pulling on a pair of boxers, and starts toweling off his hair and pulling a brush through it.

[from_a_distance]

"Yeah, let's steer away from jail time," Clint agrees, just flopping onto the bed naked. "Unless you got a thing about dropping the soap..."

[not_a_commie]

"You wanna add that to the list." He laughs tossing the brush aside and flopping across the bed. "Hmm? Get some of those cheap costumes." He says unable to keep the laugh out of his voice.

[from_a_distance]

"You know, I'm okay without that one," he says with a grin. "Unless you got something you wanna play out."

Whoops

[not_a_commie]

"Nah... I'm good." He says shaking his head before grabbing a pillow and shoving it under his head. "Why anything you want to add to the we have to try this list... other then getting you ears tomorrow." He snorts.

[from_a_distance]

"Oh, man," Clint teases, grinning over at Bucky. "You totally wanna fuck me in those ears, don't you?"

[not_a_commie]

"Yes you caught me." He says flicking off the bed side table. "I totally wanna fuck you while you are wearing the ears." He laughs jokingly.

[from_a_distance]

With the light out, it's so much easier for Clint to say, "Figured you would, ...Daddy."

[not_a_commie]

Bucky grins a little and pulls Clint in for a soft kiss before pulling the blankets up. "My boy knows me well..." He says brushing his fingers through Clint's hair.

[from_a_distance]

Clint settles against him with a smile, curling an arm around Bucky's waist. "Love you."

[not_a_commie]

"Love you too." He mumbles half asleep already fingers petting through Clint's hair as he falls asleep.

He wakes a little earlier then he normally would, mostly because it always happen when he sleeps in a hotel. But he just puts a pillow over his head and tries to go back to sleep.