"You have, more than once, wanted to throw all the paperwork on my desk on the floor so we could fuck on it. Don't pretend like you haven't."

Sex itself isn't a touchy subject now that Phil knows Clint's limits. If he wants to talk about it but not have it, that's fine. They'll get there eventually. Phil doesn't believe he'll die from blue balls.

His hand works just fine until Clint feels okay again.