The whole weekend, they had the whole weekend to do whatever they wanted and just enjoy being together; Natasha had to admit it was a pretty appealing thought. She settled a little more comfortably against him, not holding him quite so tightly as he returned to massaging her neck and back. Every once in a while she let out a content sigh or a little noise that had no real purpose or meaning except to express how comfortable and happy she was right now.

There were a few times that Clint flinched, and while it was tempting to tease him saying he was afraid of the storm, she knew it was actually out of pain and she couldn’t quite bring herself to play that down. Only when he finally spoke to acknowledge it himself did she deem it okay to comment.

Lifting her head from his chest she brought her lips up right by his ear. “Maybe you just need a distraction...” she whispered, nipping gently at his earlobe before reaching up to lay her hand softly against the side of his head, covering his ear to dampen the noise. Drawing back, she met his eyes only a moment before pressing her lips to his.