Phil's hand slid over Clint's jaw to cup his cheek. Clint was kissing him back. He hadn't expected this. He hadn't expected any of this. He smiled and kissed Clint again. However cute Clint had been before, it was different now. He wasn't just cute. He was incredibly attractive and not just physically. There was something about the way he carried himself, something about the way he spoke that made Phil smile.
"You're not a monster, Clint." Maybe in the technical way that he could become a strange creature, but not the philosophical way. If he wasn't in control, he couldn't be blamed. It was that simple. Furthermore, Phil knew that there had to be some way to control or contain it. They would figure something out, even if it just wound up being locking Clint up on full moons or whatever they had to do. He would protect Clint. He would find a way to keep him safe, including from whatever was inside of him.
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Date: 2012-09-20 03:12 am (UTC)"You're not a monster, Clint." Maybe in the technical way that he could become a strange creature, but not the philosophical way. If he wasn't in control, he couldn't be blamed. It was that simple. Furthermore, Phil knew that there had to be some way to control or contain it. They would figure something out, even if it just wound up being locking Clint up on full moons or whatever they had to do. He would protect Clint. He would find a way to keep him safe, including from whatever was inside of him.
"And stop calling me 'sir'."