Clint rolls his eyes a little. "I don't know how you would put it. Playing catcher. Enjoying having the act done on you. Being a pillow queen. I'm sure you guys have euphemisms of your own. It's fine, I don't mind."

For a given definition of not minding, granted. He minds all of this. But he's fine doing the pitching if that's what Loki's down for. If Loki ever decides to ask for the other way around, well...that might end up being a conversation. But not one they have to have right now.