"What, you gonna steal all my ideas and finger me instead?" He grins down at Steve. "I gotta start keeping this shit to myself and make everything a surprise." He strokes a hand with gentle fondness down Steve's neck, across a shoulder, squeezes. "You feel good, babe; keep going." While Clint takes full advantage of that talented mouth.
Steve wasn't actually going to finger him properly, just a little tease to keep him feeling good. But that doesn't matter now, because Clint seems on board with the idea. Steve shrugs at him innocently, but then ruins it by winking and licking around the head of his cock. He sneaks his fingers further toward his entrance, but only teases the rim since he doesn't have any lube to make it comfortable.
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