Clint muffled a hum against Tony's mouth, wiggling his hand down to his own hips to shove the shorts low enough that he could kick them off, grateful he managed to do it with only a little bit of awkward stumbling. Once they were lost to the blankets at the bottom of the bed he focused his attention back on them fully, deepening the kiss with Tony while his other hand slid back to brush over the smooth skin of AJ's hips and side.