Clint was about to point out, he could still sit in front of her, but having her breasts pressed against him all the time probably wouldn't help much either. Besides, there were a few things on this planet frying his brain instantly. Natasha kneeling in front of him was definitely among them.

"Oh God."

He closed his eyes while was peeling down his underwear off his legs and sat back down. Groaning, he tried to recall another most unsexy picture like a motel kitchen in Malaysia but still could feel his cock come to full attention immediately, his hands trembling visibly when he went back to caress her hair.
He tried his best to be patient, but the sight and where this was leading was too much to not reach for his cock, slowly stroking from head to base.

"You're so goddamn sexy, Tash',"