This time, even though it's an itch Nat feels like taking her time. It's been a while and she doesn't want to give up her time with Clint so easily tonight. He feels good under her fingertips and even better against her body. Taking a few seconds to shuffle off his pants, she turns and places a soft kiss to the side of his face. Slipping her hand up to run through his hair.

She smiles and then moves back up on the bed and continues to push his head down her stomach. "I think we start here, and you can move lower and you can use your fingers while you eat me out. Then you can come up and fuck me for a little bit and we can try out a few different positions, as you're feeling frisky. I'm up for as much as you are tonight."

Funny how Nat feels equally as lucky in getting to spend time with Clint. They come together and apart every so often, it's always strange how they work well, but never seem to stick for good, always opting instead to make sure the other has their freedom.