Disclaimer – Sadly I don't own Marvel or the Avengers, if I did Clint and Natasha would definitely be together.

Flashback – 6 years ago

"Clint!" I exclaimed angrily as he grabbed me and pushed me up against the wall.

"You can't do this." He whispered into my ear as he pinned me to the wall. I wanted to push him away and I could have, but I couldn't find it in myself when I saw the desperate look in his eyes.

"I have to! We both know this has to stop, you almost got killed today because of me!" I said back, trying desperately to maintain the stoic mask I had on my face. I put my hands on his chest and tried to push him away.

"But I didn't die Nat. I didn't. I'm still here and I am not going anywhere anytime soon."He said passionately, his voice rising as he grabbed my hands from his chest and pinned them to the wall above my head. I struggled against the vice like grip Clint had on my arms but I knew it was a futile effort, years of archery had made his arms as strong as steel and even with my strength I wouldn't be able to get the upper hand this way.

"No you didn't but that's not the point. The point is that you could have and I would have lost you and it would have all been my fault." I yelled suddenly. Clint pulled away slightly, shocked by my outburst and that gave me the window of opportunity I needed. I slipped my leg around the back of his and used it to pull him off balance. As he fell I shifted my body to the side so that I could move around him, once I was free I bolted towards the door of his room in the left wing of the Helicarrier.

As I began to wrench the door open a pair of strong arms slammed it shut and pressed in a deactivation code on the mechanism next to the door to lock it, too quickly for me to see.

I could feel Clint's breath on the back of my neck, but I didn't turn around to face him, afraid that the emotion I would inevitably be able to see in his eyes would crumble my resolve. I felt Clint step forward until his muscular chest was resting against my back, his head came down and his hand moved my red hair off my neck so he could start to lay hot, wet kisses along my skin. My head tilted back of its own volition and a small noise of pleasure escaped my lips before I clamped my lips shut. He pushed his hips into my ass and I could feel his arousal through our suits.

"Tasha..." He whispered into my ear before biting on it teasingly and licking the shell. The desperation in his voice made me lose my resolve.

I spun around quickly, unable to control myself. I grabbed the back of his neck and brought his lips to mine in a rough, toe-curling kiss. I heard his moan just before I plunged my tongue into his mouth to tangle with his own.

He frantically ran his hands up and down my sides, grazing over my breasts before grabbing my ass firmly and lifting me completely off the floor. I instinctively wrapped my legs around his lean waist and pushed my hips into his to keep myself up. "Fuck Tasha" Clint moaned again, breaking his lips from mine to lay biting kisses down my neck as he rocked his hips into mine.

No longer caring why I had tried to stop this, I grabbed the zipper of Clint's tactical vest and began to pull it down, revealing his toned body to my hungry gaze. I could see the slight sheen of sweat on his chiselled chest and abs; the thought of them pressed up against me made my panties grow even wetter and I had the sudden urge to run my tongue down his chest. But before I could achieve this Clint had raised his head from my neck and reached his hands up to the zipper on the top of my cat suit drawing it down slowly whilst looking straight into my eyes. His gaze was dark and intense; his pupils were dilated, making his blue eyes look black.

He dipped his head down as he finished drawing my zipper down and followed the zipper's path with his tongue, running it between my breasts and down my toned stomach, making me arch into him and moan his name.

"Clint. Please." I begged him, rocking my hips into his desperately; I needed him inside me and I didn't think I could take much more.

"Now you don't want this to stop." He said mockingly, with a hint of malice in his words. He rocked his hips hard into me again and I couldn't prevent the moan that escaped my lips even as I attempted to glare at him.

"We fit Tasha, we need each other and that doesn't make us weak, it makes us human and no matter how hard we pretend that we aren't, it's is all we are ever gunna be." He whispered into the skin of my neck as he pulled my suit down to reveal my black and red lace bra. I opened my mouth to protest but his fingers had worked their way under my suit and were stroking my clit through my panties; all that came out of my mouth was a strangled gasp.

"Fuck" Clint swore again as he pushed his fingers into my slit, "you're so wet for me Tasha."He breathed against the skin of my chest. He pumped his finger in and out of my pussy a few times before adding another finger and curling them slightly inside me until he found my sweet spot that had me crying out in pleasure and gripping his shoulders so I could move my hips in time with his fingers. If this had been any other man, I would have hated being so confined, but I liked the feel of Clint dominating me, even though I would never tell him or anyone else that.

His teeth and lips closed around one of my nipples through my bra and I moaned even louder. Clint looked up at me and suddenly he was like a wild animal. He pulled his fingers from inside of me before bringing them up to my lips and forcing them inside my mouth, he let out a string of expletives as I sucked at his fingers and ran my tongue over them before moaning and closing my eyes at the taste of my own juices.

Clint pulled his digits from my mouth before quickly setting me on the ground and dropping to his knees in front of me. He hastily pulled my panties and the rest of my suit to the ground so that he could have access to my pussy. I leant against the door for support and let out a small scream when he ran his tongue through my folds before pushing it inside me.

"Clint, please, fuck me." I cried out loudly when I felt Clint's finger flicking at my clit.

I pulled Clint roughly to his feet and tore at the rest of his clothes to get them off him as quickly as possible, eager to feel his cock.

Clint growled into my mouth as he plundered it yet again with his tongue before ripping off my bra and hoisting me up. I managed to get his boxers down to his knees before I was slammed back against the wall with Clint's huge cock pushing at my entrance. "Clint!" I yelled as his dick stretched my opening.

"Fuck Nat! You are so tight!" He said as he pushed his length all the way inside of me.

I clawed at his shoulders for purchase as I finally lost control and began to move my hips as much as I could, trying to make him move.

His eyes rolled back into his head at the feeling of my pussy squeezing his cock but he didn't move, he put his hands on my hips and held me as still as he could.

"Say it." He said tauntingly, refusing to move until I had said the words he wanted to hear.

"No." I said stubbornly, redoubling my efforts to move on top of him.

"Say it." He said again running his tongue across my nipple causing me to squirm above him and breathe even more deeply. I shook my head at him, unable to form a coherent sentence anymore.

He suddenly thrust hard into me causing me to scream out at the sheer pleasure it caused.

"Say it" He practically growled before stopping his movements yet again.

"I love you!" I yelled, tired of this stupid, fucking game.

I was rewarded a second later by Clint's low moan and his hips pounding into mine, his length pulled almost completely out before being viciously slammed back in time and time again.

I thought I was about to burst so I begged Clint to go harder and faster.

I could feel the white heat spreading throughout my body and I knew that Clint was close too as his thrusts were becoming more and more erratic and he was beginning to moan as much as I was.

"Fuck. Clint!" I screamed, "Clint, Clint, oh shit, Clint, Fuck" I shouted as I felt the heat explode inside me, starting at the tips of my toes and consuming my entire being.

"Look at me Nat." Clint growled.

I, somehow, found the energy to lift my head as the waves of pleasure crashed over me again and again, to look into Clint's eyes. The sight alone was enough to prolong my orgasm as I saw nothing but desire and love shining in those dark blue eyes.

I felt his hips abruptly stutter against mine and his head tilted back as he began to cum, I leant forward and ran my tongue along his sweat slicked neck and moaned at the taste of him.

I felt the spurts of his white hot cum coating my insides and I squeezed my core around him once more before he pushed his hips into me one final time before shouting, "Fuck Tasha, Fuck."

His orgasm suddenly triggered another, completely unexpected, one for me, causing my pussy to contract around him and me to scream out again.

When we both calmed down, Clint collapsed onto me for a minute whilst he regained the use of his legs before carrying me over to his bed and laying down with me under the covers.

"I love you too Nat." He said gently into my hair as I allowed sleep to encase me in its dark tendrils, I couldn't even remember the reason why I felt the need to leave him anymore.

End of Flashback

Authors Note: Hi everyone, this is my first M rated fanfic and I am not sure what to make of it so some feedback would be great – I have more but I am not sure whether to continue with this story or not so please let me know what you think x

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