"Careful, red", Clint chuckled when Natasha escaped just barely two ghosts closing in on her, barely managing to eat one of these cute magic pills that made her player invulnerable. "We don't want anything bad to happen to that little guy."

Of course he had noticed her little startling and made it his job to see it again soon, fingertips idly caressing over the smooth material of her panties, nails scratching lightly. His face was just close enough to hers to tease her sensitive skin with the hint of stubble on his cheeks.