It hurt to hear it, both because he had even considered it and because it had gotten that bad for him. They hadn’t parted on a good note so she certainly wouldn’t have been blameless had he actually gone through with it, but she was definitely grateful he hadn’t.

Above everything else, though, she appreciated his honesty. Natasha’s entire life had been filled with lies and she had come to believe that she hadn’t met an honest man in her life until she had met Clint. She wished she could be so forthcoming but while she wasn’t always completely honest, she didn’t lie to him either. She was working on it at the very least, it would just take more time.

She didn’t know what to say to his confession so she said nothing and just kissed him harder, deeper, her arms wrapping around him to hold him tighter. Her stomach muscles tightened as his fingers passed over her skin and dipped lower, sliding under the waistband of her shorts and gauging her readiness.

Any idea she had of drawing this out was shot down by his words, his absolute surrender to her and willingness to do whatever she wanted, not to mention what he was doing with her lip. Again the answer was simple: she just wanted him. Sliding her hands down his back she started pushing at his trousers, pushing them down over his hips. “I want all of you. Now.”