That laugh was what really did it for him, if Clint was being honest. Not that he wasn't into it before (because jesus christ he was and his jeans were currently the worst things in the world even if that wasn't even remotely his focus right now) but there was just something undoingly sexy about Natasha letting out a little laugh of obvious delight.
It just got to him on, like, a heart and dick level. It was good.
And really, he didn't waste any time in giving her exactly what she asked for (why would he?), kissing his way down her collar bone and sternum until he could nuzzle his face against her breasts in a way that he rather hoped was more sexy than was weird before putting his mouth to better use, licking, sucking and teasing his teeth along her skin. Frankly, he just wanted another one of those jolty moments. Although, it[d probably be best his teeth weren't happening when that did.
And yeah. Perfect. It was definitely a thing. He was glad that Natasha was jumping on board with that one.There was simply no better way to get things trending than the pass it along method.