"Hey, that's long enough to go detox." Clint pinched her waist playfully but quickly wrapped his arm around her again.

"Missed sharing a bed with you. And... you know. Nice to know we don't have to watch out for bullets and bombs for once. And not having to be careful with any bandages when I want to put my hands on you."

His fingertips brushed the underside of her breasts, his leg sneaking in between hers to pull her even closer against his body.

"I think I could get used to this."