Natasha swatted at him playfully when he teased her again and just continued to grin after him a moment when he left the room before removing her other shoe and pushing herself up to her feet. Draping the towel Clint handed her over one shoulder, she undid the laces of her top and let it fall to the floor, followed soon thereafter by the garter belt. Last she removed the stockings, careful not to damage them; the whole ensemble had been a hit so it was definitely something to keep in mind for another time. Gathering the lot up she put them in a pile beside the laundry basket to be handwashed later.

Joining Clint on the bed once more, she stretched out on her back beside him, making herself comfortable. Smirking over at him, she patted her chest in invitation if he wanted to reclaim the pillow she had made him vacate a few minutes ago.