Maybe this was just part of the actions were louder than words deal. And that was good, because Clint had always been better at one of those things than the other.
He nibbled at Jamie's bottom lip - practically playful (and why wouldn't he be? His personality certainly didn't stop when he started kissing people) before taking that invitation for what it was.
Wizard tasting.
That thought sort of made him huff a laugh into Jamie's mouth, but it didn't have him stopping either. In fact, he was pretty content with the hands on his chest and the unspoken permission that he was allowed to do some exploring himself.