When Clint finally broke their kiss, he did it only to press his face back into the crook of her neck, a happy, relaxed sigh on his lips, when his arms around her pressed her close into his, until it felt like they were more one person than two. His fingertips tangled in her curls, gently massaging along her neck and over her scalp while his other hand had somehow, magically come to rest on the sweet curve of her butt- well, he couldn't blame himself. It was indeed one of his favorite part of hers.

"Best waking up I've had in months", he mumbled against her skin, so deep and fully content it nearly came out as a purr.

Well, okay, he could have done without the dream part, but there definitely was no better way to warm up than with Natasha's soothing voice and touch guiding him.