Despite the red hair, Natasha doesn’t get a single freckle—it seems so unlikely that Clint wonders sometimes if there’s a secret Red Room skin treatment or something for that. Natasha’s never said anything about it, though, and given that her mouth is currently tracing her way between the numerous freckles down his own abs it’s not like she wouldn’t have the opportunity.

Clint reflects, not for the first time, that your mind goes to the weirdest places sometimes during sex, and refocuses.