He flushed almost as her fingers found her prize. In reality it's not really her prize at all, just stupid Clint trying to burn off emotion and feelings by running himself to empty and beyond for days on end. "I got bored, nobody to vent my frustrations out with." His eyebrow curved and he gave her a typical Barton smirk.

Her hands on his face slowed him, brought him back down to earth and the feeling in his gut returned. It had been too long with so many unspoken words and the reality came crashing over him in waves so he kissed her back, moved to bury his face into her hair and take her in. She was here, solid, warm and pliant and she loved him.

He felt like his world was partially complete considering before she left it felt like it had broken apart into a million tiny pieces.

His hand brushed her hair away from her neck, working lips along her skin, sucking and crowding her skin into his mouth to leave a tiny dark red mark just below her ear, soothing it with his tongue. "I've missed this so much" Words were whispered as if it was some kind of secret and in reality it was, rocking hips into hers softly while he started his descent in relearning the column of her throat, nipping at her collarbones as he found them and licking the dip between them slowly.