Clint murmured something that surely would have spelled out "tease" if Natasha hadn't been so busy attacking his mouth with her tongue. That way it was more of a very satisfied purr with where her hand was. He scooted them a few inches away from the tub edge to give her more room to play.

His hips moved harder against hers now, giving her something to feel both under her caressing hand and where their bodies were joined closely. His skin burned from the gentle touch of her lips and he thought, he could very well get used to that. Maybe they should take a little time when next time the mood was right and no water was in the way, just for such tender touches.

Right now she had him much too caught up with her tightly working muscles. As slow as their pacing had built, as quickly she lead his body into growing need, his cock rock hard and throbbing inside of her, his movements far more determined, aimed to hit certain spots of her just right. A little teasing bite of her lower lip mixed into their passionate kiss when the next lustful shudder all through his body had him closer to the edge than he liked it.