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He blinked his eyes open when Phil returned, flushing a slight red as he cleaned him up before informing him the bath was ready.

"Thank you." He murmured quietly, slipping off the bed and starting towards the bathroom with Phil’s hand squeezed tightly in his own.

Once they reached the bathroom Clint immediately started to strip his pants, figuring they were past the point of being shy with any of that.

Phil held a hand out to him, helping to steady him into the tub, watching fondly as the bubbles shifted over the water.

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He nodded, exhaling quietly as it made him feel better at Phil’s assurance. Quietly Clint spread out on the bed as he waited for Phil to return and tell him his bath was ready.

The bath began to run after a very short amount of time, and Phil soon returned to the bedroom while the tub continued to fill.  He had a damp wash cloth in hand and he went to Clint, dipping it beneath the waistband to take care the most of the mess.  ”Come take a bath,” he said, folding the mess inside the washcloth and reaching a hand to him.

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Clint kissed him back, nodding when they pulled apart. “Okay.” He replied, his smile back again.

"Next time, promise? I can make you feel good?" He sounded strangely vulnerable.

"Next time," Phil told him.  "Clint, my good boy, you made me feel very good this time, too," he promised.  He climbed off the bed, his pyjama pants hiding nothing as he went to the bathroom to take care of himself.

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He bit at his swollen lips, shifting a bit in the now damp pajama pants. “If you’re sure..” Clint was fairly sure he could realize when Phil couldn’t be convinced on something, and he thought this was probably one of them.

His eyes looked up at Phil, feeling bad about only him having finished.

Phil kissed him soft and slow. “I’m sure.  We both need this to happen.  Now, I’m going to take care of myself and then I’m running you a bath.  We’ll have lunch before we get the collar.”

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"If Fury would let me. Just to keep that knuckle head in line." Jasper smiled, quickly giving Phil the shot. "There’s that. I’ll leave a few things for you, if you’d like?"

"Considering you’re the only one the two of us trust, I doubt I’ll be that lucky," he glanced up at his brother, then back to Jasper.  "I’d appreciate it. I’ll keep it under lockdown in my cabin.  Thank you."

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//don’t mind me, folks. I’m just really freaking out, because despite having No Debt - keeping our noses above water seems to be a thing we’re not allowed to do. It’s frustrating when I watch lots of my friends with no kids getting houses two and three times the size of our little condo, the six of us crammed into 2 bedrooms - and going on vacations and doing things, and… we’re barely making it. It’s not fair, it’s frustrating, it hurts - and when the heck is it our turn for something to go right?  :(

sell plasma! You make $50 a week by letting people suck out your blood innards

//Unfortunately, I’m on a hella-lotta medications just to function, plus I have a bleeding disorder — otherwise I’d be all over this by now :(

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shieldshawk replied to your post://Where can I sell a kidney. I dont’ need both of…

While you don’t *need* both of them, speaking as someone who was once down to one for several years, I wouldn’t recommend it. You get sick realllly easy like that.

// My health’s shit anyway, so I guess that’s out.  I have no idea how we’re going to afford this….. dammit….

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Clint’s eyes met Phil’s, and he gave his own lopsided smile, his breaths slowing gradually.

"Absolutely shattered." He mumbled in reply before frowning slightly. "You didn’t.. finish.." Clint murmured quietly.

"I’m very close," Phil admitted, a little out of breath.  "But this once, I need not to.  I need to prove that I can hold back, and I’m not using you."

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"No. Not until I have some solid evidence of what I think is happening." He sighed, stopping as Jasper trudged up the stairs, a small smile on his face. "Well?"

"He’s going to be just fine. Stubborn bastard almost took my arm off before he realized who I was. They had some lovely gunk on them, gave him an anti-bacterial, and he said you’d been scraped too? It’s not pretty stuff, here." The mutt held out a injection gun to Phil, sighing. "He’ll be pretty sleepy for a while, I might have doped him…a lot…"

"He needs to rest, and I would have done it myself if we had the means on board.  Don’t suppose I can convince you to come work for me instead?" Phil asked, rolling up his sleeve to bare his arm for the injection.

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