That. Yes, well, Natasha knows that Clint would want that above all things first. He's not completely predictable, but there are a few things that he truly enjoys in the bedroom and her grinding down onto his face is one of them. Far be it from her to say no to the man who loves her enough to want her moaning out to the heavens before he gets in his time. They could do it together, but he always has her coming before him.

It's true, whatever else he is, Clint will always be a generous lover. Slipping off the bit of lace that covers her, Natasha stands in front of her love completely naked, slowly climbing up on the bed. "You know, I've been thinking. We spend enough nights together..." Drawing her hands along the center part of her body, she slides a finger over herself, and kneels enough so that he can see it as she begins to massage her clit.

She knows that he's going to enjoy how wet she'll be for him, how crazy dripping wet he makes her. "Mmn.. fuck. I want you here. I want you here all the time, and not just between my legs, but in my life, in my bed, in my place. I don't want to be apart anymore, Clint." Waiting for him to move to where she is, gives her more time to moan for him, to stick her fingers back and wiggle them up inside herself.