Happy birthday, Phil

[from_a_distance]

Clint was not very good at presents most of the time. He was good at trinkets or silly things he found on a mission that reminded him of someone, but he was not good at pre-meditated, thoughtful gifts. He really wanted to do Phil's birthday properly, but he always worried that he wasn't going to be able to make that happen.

This year, though, he had a great idea. If he could make it happen.

He was waiting for Bucky outside the range, figuring he could catch him alone there.

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[not_a_commie]

Bucky smirks a little against Clint's skin, when he feels Clint's cock jump in his hand. He lets out a slow breath and sets about to sucking a hicky onto Clint's neck.

He keeps work both the men in his hands, after a moment he pulls back and looks at Steve. A flush creeping over him as watches them kiss.

His hand moves from Steve's cock to his hip, and his lips move from Clint's body to Steve's the rest of his hair escaping the tie.

His hand keeps working Clint his thumb swirling around the head of the younger man's cock.