For long seconds they were both completely lost in the height of their lust, hips tightly entwined, the delicious contractions of Natasha's muscles around him prolonging the ending of this spontaneous hot intercourse.

Clint pulled her into his arms when her trembling died down, held her gently against his chest with his face pressed into her neck and tried to catch his breath.

What maybe he could have told her, he already had, so he just caressed her gently while he helped her straighten her clothes and reached for some paper towels, giving it to her to clean herself. He didn't like to hurry that much when they were both still pretty high, but they didn't need any nosy personal or flight guests throwing them meaningful glances.

There still had to be time for a few tender, open mouthed kisses onto her neck though, a tired but satisfied sigh with closed eyes while he pulled her in for another tight hug.

"Vacation couldn't start better", he murmured into her ear, smiling.