"I was speaking to the dog," Clint murmured, amused, and pressed a kiss to Natasha's temple. Mama dog looked wary, and followed Natasha and her babies inside the house, but she didn't growl, and after a few moments of skeptical sniffing, the dog flopped over on the bed and the kittens crawled on top of her, purring. It was the most adorable thing the demon had ever seen, though he would never admit it out loud.
He slipped his arms around the slender angel and hooked his chin over her shoulder. "Do you want to name them?"