"Yeah, a long time," transfixed on her as she removed her bottoms, eyebrow perking as she effectively hid herself away. Clint leaned forward, pressing a kiss to her knee, then the other, peering at her and holding her gaze. This wasn't going to be some sweet homecoming, that had gone out of the window as soon as they'd started down is path. They'd spent so long apart that Clint wouldn't say no to her riding him until his eyes rolled back.

Words caught in his throat as both his hands reached up to slide along her legs, parting them easily and pitching forward, lips finding hers, making himself comfortable back between her legs. It was still easy, this was still easy. They can slip back into these roles perfectly much like they could slip back into being partners after solo missions.

Lips break from hers, dipping down to her neck, lips at her ear, "Ride me?"