Clint groaned into her mouth when her hand started wandering and ground against her, to let her feel how quickly his body could respond to a game like this once he allowed himself. He dropped the keys carelessly to the floor to have both hands free, one tangled in Natasha's hair, the other eagerly making its way down from her neck to her breasts. Massaging and caressing and teasing her perfect curves through the thin fabric of her dress, he kept on roaming her mouth hungrily, teasing every little sensitive spot of flesh he could reach. Then he pulled back just enough to suck her lower lip between his teeth, nibbling and moaning as the pulsating desire in his lower body grew with every second.

Somewhere in the back of his head a voice whispered that they had planned on doing... something when they came home. He decided there would be plenty enough time to do the thing later when he didn't feel like taking her right here and now anymore.

Right now it was so much more interesting dropping his hand to her hips and making his way under her dress again. With nothing to stop him this time, he quickly made best use of that perfect teasing slit on the side to pull her dress up and make his way higher until his hand was on her ass, grabbing her firmly and pulling her even closer against his quickly growing erection.