Title: It will help
Rating: 18
Summary: Natasha thinks she can help Clint regain something Loki stole
Featuring: Natasha Romanoff (Black Widow), Clint Barton (Hawkeye), Thor and a fleeting mention of Barton/Coulson
Warnings: deep friendship, D/s, angst and an inquisitive demigod. Also spoiler alert for a fleeting mention of canon character death
Disclaimer: This story is based on characters of Marvel Movies. No copyright or trademark infringement is intended and no money is being made.
Notes: This is a ficcet response to a request left at the Avenger Drabble Request Thread and is written for hab318princess who asked for Thor/Hawkeye/The Black Widow, Surprise, D/s: Hope its okay hun x Anyway, as always this is unbeta'd so any mistakes you find, please, please, please forgive (I mean it PLEASE!)
On to the story…..
"What the…" Clint spun round glaring at Natasha his eyes wide with furious surprise.
"Trust me," she soothed stepping closer. It was a testament to how close they were that he didn't punch her when she bought her hands up and cupped his face. "You need this," she insisted, "Clint, you need to break the hold Loki had over you."
She searched his face then leaning in even closer she whispered in his ear, "Submission used to give you some much needed peace and he took that from you in more ways than one. When he took over your mind, when he kil…" her voice caught in her throat – it was still too painful for either of them to admit that Phil was gone. She took a deep breath forcing herself to continue, "He stole that peace from you. I'm trying to give it back to you."
She pulled back searching his face, waiting for the moment when he stopped freaking out and actually realised what she was offering. It took slightly longer than she had hopped but finally Clint took a deep breath and gave a slight nod. Looking back over his shoulder he blinked a few times, staring at the bed behind them, before turning back and asking nervously, "But him? You chose Thor to help me?"
Natasha shrugged her shoulders and, brushing past him, she sauntered over to the large play bed and its bounded and rather surprised looking occupant. "He said he was curious about certain aspects of Misgardian sex. So I figured we could enlighten him." She paused and locking his eyes with Clint she let the smile slowly faded from her face until she looked as serious as she ever did on a mission. Taking a deep breath she flicked Thor a look before looking back at Clint and ordering firmly, "So stop stalling, Barton, and start getting naked."