Okay. So, the mood of the night had changed a little bit once Barton had taken his best off. He kind of had amazing arms and a nice chest to boot. Even Natasha couldn't deny that she was feeling a little sexy, but first things were first. She ignored Barton's fussing and got out her own alcohol swabs and started in on Barton's cut in silence, only glancing up at his eyes every so often.