That was a main fault of Clint's, he didn't seem to know when to stop talking and how much information to divulge. Although he could be open and honest around her, and he'd rather tell her tales of bad whiskey and even worse ideas then keep it a secret and bury it away, sooner or later all those lies and secrets ended up coming out into the open anyway, and further down the line it probably wouldn't have ended up being so smooth.

It didn't matter that she kept secrets, a lot of those were from a time before them, he could forgive her for not telling him details of her past because he wasn't sure how he'd take it, whether it would internally make him angry and force him to do something ridiculous like pull up files or if he'd just end up mollycoddling her more.

The kiss sent a shudder rolling down his spine, groaning into her mouth, vibrating against her tongue but it broke quickly in a flurry of movement with her trying to rid him of his pants. "Greedy and impatient..." He wasn't really berating her, in fact he wasn't even fussed that she was impatient, instead he simply moved off of her to rid himself of his pants and boxers, kicking them off and throwing them away, a hand slipping down to palm himself slowly. "Take your shorts off.."