Natasha was making use of her definitely dominant position right now, just as Clint had hoped, and it was even hotter than he had imagined it. His eyes were glued to her hungrily when she neared him, a hint of a proud smile curling on his lips at her slightly unsteady stance. He had his lower lip drawn firmly between his teeth to taste the reminder of where his mouth had just been, and to keep aroused noises at this point already under control.

A lost cause the second she touched him, handling his body easily like that. A growl rumbled deep in his chest when he gave in to her, leaning back to let his eyes roam up and down her legs, to the bared, heated triangle in between and back up where her top hardly covered her chest. It was all he could do not to pull her down onto him immediately. Instead his fingertips gently caressed her ankle, the strong line of her lower leg until he reached the back of her knee, careful not to tickle this time.

"Yeah, but look how well you make me behave", he answered with a throaty laugh, blinking up at her from dazed, hungry eyes. Fuck, he wanted her. He didn't think he could have waited long - at least not without the help of certain restraints - so he was very glad when Natasha followed his advise and got comfortable on the mattress. Sweet Jesus, she was gorgeous.

"Just perfect, beautiful."

And in perfect reach from this position too, which he made use of immediately. Straightening up in his half sitting, half leaning position, he let his hands wander further up her legs until he could grab two handful of perfect ass and get his tongue the hell back between her legs. He could swear she was even more aroused than before, slick and sweet and perfect against his kissing and sucking lips, opening up so easily for him when he pushed back inside her, longing to taste her. His next helpless, pleasured moan sounded against her body, and he shivered, hard, trying to get his hips under control where they tried to thrust into empty air.