"It's still enough to be at least even with you hand-to-hand. Sometimes. On a good day", Clint quickly added before he could be rewarded with another pinch. Natasha knew his most sensitive spots definitely too well.

"I might come back to that reminder later, though..."

His lips got busy with her ear again, alternating between little kisses and soft bites while his fingers drew gentle circles her waist and hips.

"Probably should be eating something before though, or I'll have to get up for a bite in the middle of things. Cooking again? Or shall we try a restaurant? I can call old Zio Turi and ask him to fix us something to take home, if you're rather not among people right now."