“Maaaayyyyybeeee.”
Mischievous grin rises to his lips as he starts closing on you. “I just have try it then.”
She shrieks with giggles before he even touches her. “Nononononono, no touch, don’t touch, no.”
Clint’s hands creep closer with even wider grin on his face. “Here I come.” Tries to tickle your side.
She yelps, laughing, hair tumbling everywhere and hands scrambling to interpose themselves between his and her skin. “No, no, Clint, gack, help, no … ” Her words are hardly even comprehensible through the giggles.