"It certainly beats emptying one water bottle after another."

Clint let his fingertips draw soft circles on Natasha's hip and left a kiss on her face from time to time, making use of their close embrace. From time to time he inhaled deeply , with a goofy smile on his face. The smell of autumn was awesome, promising and full of colors, but his favorite scent in the world was still his partner's.

"Maybe we should try something with fruits next. Can't promise I won't be all over you afterwards, though..."