"Well, the offer for that bike ride still stands."

Natasha revealing even more of her beautiful rack also reminded Clint that this special fantasy of his also included eating her out and fucking her hard on that bike saddle, but mentioning that wouldn't exactly help keeping his hands off her.

He watched her go with a grin, shaking his head, enjoying this harmless mood more by the second. Much too seldom he got to see Natasha like that. They definitely needed to make a habit out of this.

"Much better", he noted when she got back, snickering at the way the hoodie all but swam around her body. "Not making me want to eat you alive here and now."

Smiling, he reached out for her to pull her softly into his arms and rested his chin on her shoulder with a deep sigh. "God, I've missed this."