Clint had to stifle another laugh. Somehow he doubted, he had good chances when the job was to resist Natasha... But no one was to say he shied away from a challenge.

"Give it your best shot."

He pretended not to notice that piece of chocolate on his skin slowly starting to melt and concentrated on Natasha instead. He moved his arm from the pillow carefully around her, doing his best to not let that plate do as much as tremble, and caressed her neck gently while he waited for her next move.