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theshield_agent
Sep. 21st, 2012 11:24 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
Phil must have had the patience of...someone who really knew how to put up with bullshit. It was all Clint could think to himself during the past couple days that were leading up to the full moon. With every passing day he was growing more and more irritable, angrier. If he snapped at Phil it wasn't on purpose, mostly. He would apologize a little while afterwards and snap at him again after ten minutes. Rinse, repeat. In his mind he was going to make it up to him somehow. He just didn't know how as of yet. As quiet repentance for snapping at Phil which was usually on an hourly basis at this point when Phil was home. He cleaned his apartment. Ordered him Chinese food in case he didn't show up before Phil got home from work before doing some scouting for better locations for the next night. As much was he was looking forward to being locked in the apartment on the full moon, somehow he doubted how everything would be able to stand up to the full force of him as a werewolf.
His bed 'the sofa' would probably end up dead before the night was through. He didn't want to get into what might happen to Phil if he was there too. Accidents happen(ed). He really didn't want to deal with the outcome of an accident happening in Phil's home or rather an accident happening to Phil. He wouldn't be able to live with himself if that were the case.
The search came out a bust for anything in walking distance before doubling back, hands tucked in his pockets and staring down at his feet as he walked before heading up to the apartment and stepping inside before kicking off his shoes. It happened usually like clock work for him. He was waiting for Phil to come home, already a little moody because he couldn't find a place to hide out that was safe and secure enough for him and possible individuals who were stupid enough to go close to somewhere that was secluded. Of course he wasn't happy. He always believed the day before was worse than the day of because his skin felt too tight, too hot, he was getting ready to shed his humanity once more and he absolutely hated every moment of it. When he heard the front door open he did everything not to roll his eyes and scoff.
"Yanno, 've got no idea why 'm still here. This place fucking sucks." In lesser jerky terms, it went more like: I couldn't find somewhere to hide out tomorrow night. Help me, Phil-wan.
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Date: 2012-09-26 07:01 am (UTC)Of course, not responding went out the window when Clint started to nuzzle. His breath might have hitched a little, much as he tried to cover it. It had been a while, he reminded himself, and he did really like Clint. He couldn't help little reactions like that.
The arm that was around Clint settled more firmly against the back of his shoulders as Phil's hand rested on Clint's bicep and, jeez, Phil was toned from his time in the Army, but he had nothing on Clint. "Can you really blame her?" He smiled. He'd be jealous of himself, if he was honest. Clint was hot. Phil was the last person to argue that he wasn't.
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Date: 2012-09-26 07:36 am (UTC)A smile tugged at his lips when he felt Phil's breath hitch a little after he nuzzled him before sliding his lip along the top of the other man's ear. This was a little easier than he thought it would have been. If he was in his usual state of mind, he probably wouldn't have been as forward. But who was putting that into the equation, really.
"Not really...I am pretty damn good lookin'." Clint's body felt like it was on fire the moment Phil's hand rested on his bicep. There was really nothing good going to come out of this, he could already see it forming in his head before he shifted a bit in his place next to Phil before pressing against Phil a little more. "I don't see how she doesn't see that she has two incredibly attractive guys living above her though."
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Date: 2012-09-26 08:10 am (UTC)He closed his eyes at the feel of Clint's lips. He wasn't sure if Clint was teasing him or trying to get somewhere, but Phil wouldn't fight him, either way. It was embarrassing how easily he wanted to follow Clint into whatever he wanted. Maybe Phil was a just a sucker for a pretty face, but he didn't think that was really all there was to it.
"You're a little distracting." Phil knew that he was attractive, but he also knew that Clint was downright hot. Honestly, between himself and Clint, there was really no contest as to who the downstairs neighbor was going to notice and Phil really couldn't blame her. His arm tightened around Clint as he pressed closer.
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Date: 2012-09-26 08:34 pm (UTC)"Just a little?" Clint scowled a bit before pulling himself up so he was sitting on the other man's lap, looking into his eyes intently. He already recognized Phil as a lot of things to him. His best friend. The man who had picked him up off the streets to make sure he would be okay. The man who had seen him at his worst and still didn't see a problem with that at all as he grinned down at him. "I'd like to think I was a lot distractin'...considering, sir." Considering the fact that the only person Clint noticed was the man in front of him. He honestly couldn't care what others thought about himself.
Once again, he wouldn't be as forward if it wasn't before the full moon.
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Date: 2012-09-27 04:33 am (UTC)"It's a little difficult to notice anyone else when you're around, you know that?" At least Phil had a hard time paying attention to anything else when Clint was an option. It would probably be creepy if he didn't know that Clint was at least somewhat interested in him. He still felt a little pathetic, the way his attention focused so intently on Clint whenever he was there, but he guessed it could be worse.
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Date: 2012-09-29 09:03 am (UTC)"I can imagine. How do you think I deal with it myself when you're around, Phil?" Clint knew the affect he could have on people. He hoped it was a similar affect for Phil but didn't hold his breath. What he wanted to make absolute certainty of was that Phil knew his effect on Clint. Clint dragged his lips along the line of the other man's jaw before kissing him, not like before. Before was more of a comfort. Right now it was more of a statement, something deeper than before as he shifted a bit on Phil's lap.
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Date: 2012-09-30 05:33 am (UTC)He was very much affected by Clint. It was inescapable. He'd spent more than one sleepless night since Clint had arrived thinking about him, about doing this. There wasn't much he didn't want from Clint or with Clint. There wasn't much he didn't want to do to Clint or let him do to Phil.
Just thinking about it had him feeling warm. He was pretty much going from zero to turned on faster than he thought was possible at his age.
"I'm really not nearly as distracting as you are." Phil was attractive, but not like Clint. Nowhere near the way Clint was.
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Date: 2012-09-30 08:30 am (UTC)He was incapable of making a responsible decision at this point in time as he chuckled a bit against Phil's lips, a grin forming on his face. He had ideas. He had a lot of ideas when it came to Phil. What Phil could do to him and what he could do to Phil. Everything in his head was pretty much a give-or-take thing. It was pretty much on reflex when he pressed himself against Phil. The position he was in was really giving him nothing to work with as his lips traveled down to the other man's neck. If only just to have him continue speaking. Clint liked it when Phil talked. "'m not that distracting...you seem to go on fine with me 'round this place. But I could be distracting..."
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Date: 2012-10-05 04:08 am (UTC)Still, he's practically buzzing against Clint, head tipping to the side as he all but pushes closer. Without even thinking, he's baring his throat to Clint. He can't think of anything he wants more than Clint's mouth on his skin.