Tomorrow? She wanted this that soon, huh? Clint raised his eye brows as he was tugged nice and close. Oh wait. They were doing this now. Well, alright. He embraced the kiss and tried to return it with one of his own, but sadly that was not to be. She pushed him back down and then had the nerve to twist those hips of hers. How was at all was this a fair fight? God they needed to finish this little talk here and now. It was getting obvious what she was doing here and as long as it ended soon Clint would be fine.
Ok, Barton time to just give in. He wanted to get laid and she wanted to go out. There was no reason to not well, let everyone win. "Alright, alright.. We'll go out tomorrow." Besides he could make it great if he had a mind too. Hell, it wasn't that hard. I mean dress up a little and eat shrimp somewhere. Anyone can do that, right? "I'll make some calls." With that said he shifted to lean up now content that this should be satisfactory to both parties. "Now where were we?" He kissed her then with one hand holding himself up and the other? Well, the other hand inched towards her shirt. Time for some fun.