She instantly gave him an innocent look at the mention of the other shirt. Okay so Natasha generally ended up with a lot of his clothes, generally his shirts. Sometimes it was accidental and sometimes hell it was really on purpose. "Ugh fine you can have that one". It was tough but she probably should return some of them.

Natasha would have pouted but she refrained, instead just fixed him with a long, hard stare. "Everyone knows what happens.. oh yeah.. I forgot about that. Must have watched them in between the water-boarding and working on my killing blows." She shrugged, all right the joke was a little distasteful but he was talking to a woman who'd been locked away from the age of six, or was it seven? Natasha didn't remember.

She knew that was coming, planting hands backwards on the bed, giving her the balance to make the effort to kiss him back. The mention of the shower had Natasha rolling her eyes. "Now why would I want to do that when I've had probably the longest bath ever?" Then again in the confines of her shower they didn't need to be so discrete. "Maybe. I'll leave you hanging on that one." Oh the element of surprise.