Thor is a fantastic kisser, but, then, Clint supposes, you don't get to your ninth century without a makeout session or two.

"Someone's dick usually does the trick." Or, alternatively, going down on a girl. He's gotten really good at oral sex in general, because it's often a good way to not do anything more with a mark.

His body comes alive under Thor's hands. It's shockingly god damn easy to open his thighs around Thor's broad waist, and thrust up against him, and good lord, Clint is not far from begging to be fucked. How did that happen so fast? That's not like him, is it?

"I'm already worked-up, just take the lube and go." That's a good thing, right? -- Hurrying this along. Rough sex is something Clint can do.