Clint rolled his eyes a little bit when the conversation went back to his ass, "I'm sure there are much more impressive things than my ass that are gonna end up in that bed." he teased, shucking his shirt without preamble, shrugging a little and following Maryanne's lead and dropping his jeans moments after her shorts were gone, leaving him in nothing but a pair of purple boxer-briefs. "Oh yeah." he grinned, hands sliding over the smooth skin of her waist to pull her in close before leaning in to kiss her, deep and intense, definitely putting on a show.