A smirk tugged at his lips as he just seemed to focus purely on the other man before him. Screw everything else at the moment as he studied him for a brief moment. This was just the tip of the iceberg of what he could possibly do to the other man and he was being affected just by little touches. It was a little nice to know his effect on another person who he respected more than someone he just wanted to get something out of. He didn't just want anything from Phil. He wanted it all at this point.

"Just a little?" Clint scowled a bit before pulling himself up so he was sitting on the other man's lap, looking into his eyes intently. He already recognized Phil as a lot of things to him. His best friend. The man who had picked him up off the streets to make sure he would be okay. The man who had seen him at his worst and still didn't see a problem with that at all as he grinned down at him. "I'd like to think I was a lot distractin'...considering, sir." Considering the fact that the only person Clint noticed was the man in front of him. He honestly couldn't care what others thought about himself.

Once again, he wouldn't be as forward if it wasn't before the full moon.