Clint & Natasha
She laughed, shaking her head. "No, the popcorn thing isn't a euphemism, I was just - changing the subject before you started looking like that. And it's a real present, it's not just librarian sex, you can have that whenever. It's just - currently concealed on my person."
Though that was some look. It didn't feel dramatic and over the top, it felt - just about right, honestly, and Natasha was very much enjoying being on the receiving end of it.
She slid her hand across the blanket, settling it on top of his as she reclined, her pile of snacks between them. "It's probably better that you unwrap it in private, though, that's a good point."