Clint removed his hand carefully from Natasha's pants, not without another playful tug, and left another kiss on her neck just for good measure before he straightened up.
"Looks like it's my turn."
He decided not to comment on how sexy it sounded when she cursed in Russian - also he wasn't so sure his brains had translated correct what he was supposed to do with a camel - but just waited for her to make room for him, with a big shit-eating grin on his face.
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Clint removed his hand carefully from Natasha's pants, not without another playful tug, and left another kiss on her neck just for good measure before he straightened up.
"Looks like it's my turn."
He decided not to comment on how sexy it sounded when she cursed in Russian - also he wasn't so sure his brains had translated correct what he was supposed to do with a camel - but just waited for her to make room for him, with a big shit-eating grin on his face.