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Even though it was September, it was still warm enough outside that walking Lucky was kind of uncomfortable if he wanted to smell all the things. Now that Clint had Rook too, who wanted to smell all the things twice, he'd ended up peeling his shirt off on one of the staircases and was walking around with it tucked into his jeans as he finally, hopefully, headed back to his house. The dogs didn't seem to mind him being sweaty and gross, and he hoped no one he came across would mind either.

[On SP for a little while longer but open!]

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It wasn't like Clint minded being ogled. It was just weird to talk about when it was actually happening, instead of teasing someone about doing it when they weren't. That was so much less awkward. "So I've earned my boyfriend points for the day?" he asked.

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"You really have. I'm really glad I didn't feel like staying in my apartment," Kitty said. "Though I'd say that even if you had a shirt on. And if you didn't bring the puppies out."

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Clint snickered. "I can put my shirt back on if this is too much," he offered.

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"Nope," she said, stepping forward to wrap an arm around him. "Too bad, you can't, you've got a Kitty in the way. Darn."

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"I can put the shirt on over you." Okay, that was a lie since it was kind of a tight shirt, but still. "You sure you want to be this close to me right now?"

[throughaphase]

"You don't smell, you're not covered in anything gross, and I am fighting the good fight here in keeping that shirt off," Kitty told him.

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"I'm feeling very objectified here," Clint teased, giving Lucky's leash a shake. "Tell her she's being mean."

Lucky, for his part, just glanced up at Kitty before going back to sniffing the ground while Rook pawed at her legs. So unhelpful, these dogs were.

[throughaphase]

"See, they're on my side," Kitty grinned. "I mean, I could stop objectifying you..."

Out loud, anyway.

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"Did I say I wanted you to stop? I didn't mean that part," Clint said with a laugh. "I'm just used to it, you know, inside one of our bedrooms."

[throughaphase]

"Well, I wouldn't do it out in public public," she assured him. "But here's it's just you, me, and the dogs. And I'm pretty sure Lucky's used to us by now."

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"Poor Lucky, he's seen so much," Clint teased. "Rook will learn when not to come pawing at the door soon enough."

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"We'll be kind," Kitty said. "Does this mean we should keep it PG in the house in general till she settles in?"

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"Um, no," Clint said quickly, because hello, that wasn't going to happen in their relationship. "She'll learn, it'll be fine."

[throughaphase]

"Especially when we don't have to worry about disturbing any other humans there." Not that Kitty had ever worried about Natasha walking in on anything, or anything.

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"We do have the freedom to be R-rated wherever we want," Clint agreed. "I definitely thought about that when Natasha went home."

In his defense, there wasn't a ton of time he didn't spend thinking about sexytimes with Kitty.

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"No more having to stop and move things upstairs before things get really good..." Kitty said. Sure, they'd had her place to get it on wherever, but now they had two.

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"And there are places we haven't even tried. I have a whole kitchen of flat surfaces," Clint said with a grin.

[throughaphase]

Yeah, she was totally picturing it now. "So how much longer do you think you're gonna be out here...?"

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"I was actually planning on heading back to the house if these guys will let me," Clint said, tugging the leashes. "I bet I could make them stop exploring and go home."

[throughaphase]

"I could help," Kitty offered. And then they'd be at his place!