Of course Clint kisses her. Her lips are far too enticing for him to refuse. Natasha is so incredibly gorgeous, even more so after they've shared all of this together. "I love you," he tells her. "So much. Thank you for sharing that with me." He kisses her again, presses another against her temple and squeezes her against him. They lay like this together quietly for a moment, a long moment, before Clint stirs.

"You stay here, let me take care of you," He lets go of her, but only so that he can get out of the bed and grab a warm cloth to clean her up. He also grabs two bottles of water for them but leaves the clean sheets for later. He doesn't want to make Natasha move if she doesn't feel up to it yet.

"I know I say it all the time, but you are so gorgeous. I fucking love you so much," he says as he starts to gently wipe down her thighs. "I love making you come. I love kissing you, holding you. I love being on missions with you. God, just, everything. You're so incredible."