At the confirmation Clint knew he was going to be in for an exhausting night of passion. Especially when the shy I love you came from his boyfriend and Sub's lips. Clint had to laugh at Bucky's bratty attitude coming back up in full swing. And ibstead of answering he used the hand in his boyfriends hair to direct him to his crotch. "Let me fuck your mouth then, and if you do a good job James... we'll see about who get's fucked tonight." Clint's hard tone had an edge of laughter to it, but honestly, Clint wanted to hold Bucky down or tie him and just lavish the sub with soft kisses and gebtle touches until he begged for real attention, real hard affection. Until he was overwhelmed and crying from the pleasure. Clint groaned at the mental image.