Hello Avengers fans! I love these two together and I hope you will tell me if you want me to add to this! Thanks so much and enjoy!

One More Night

Clint rolled over in his bed feeling warm and comfortable. It was rare he would get a good night's sleep without a nightmare or something else ruining his slumber. Although it wasn't until his arm brushed soft skin, that was not his own, that he realized he wasn't alone. He turned quickly but froze when he saw the flaming red hair cascading down a milky back.

Clint's mind was then taken back to the night before. Natasha had met him for a late night drink after some mission she had done over in Russia. One thing had lead to another and the fiery red head had ended up in his arms. Not that he really minded her being in his arms or in his bed. So Clint shifted closer to Natasha wrapping his arms around her waist and kissing her shoulder and revealing in the fact that she was beside him again.

"I was wondering when you were going to wake up?" Natasha purred.

"You were awake? How long have you been lying here?" Clint asked.

"Do you care that I was laying here waiting for you to wake up before I ran off?"

"I think its nice that you stay for me." He teased.

"For you? I stay to torment you Clint." Natasha said turning so that she was facing the archer.

"Well you've always been good at torment Tasha." Clint smiled.

"Do you think your obsession for being hurt is what keeps bring me into your arms?"

"Tasha, you have never hurt me. You are one of the few truly honest women in the world."

Natasha stared into Clint's eyes for a long moment before leaning over and pressing her lips to his. Clint's shoulder stiffened but he gave up and allowed himself to just enjoy the feeling of Natasha's lips on his own. When she pulled away Clint grinned and shook his head.

"Why do you always do things that make me what to force you to stay?"

"Probably because you can't force me to do anything." She teased him lightly.

"I know that better than anyone I'm sure." He said softly.

"That you do." She said and then pulled the sheets off.

For a moment Clint just stared at the glowing skin a few feet from him. Natasha was beautiful in the light streaming in from the window. Clint watched as she walked over to wear her dress was laying on his floor. To soon she was dressed and putting her hair up with a pin. Clint never understood how Natasha always looked so good after a 'long night'. She turned and looked at him as he sat up in his bed.

"You're leaving then?" He asked.

"You want me to stay?" She asked.

"Always."

"I can't."

"I know." He breathed, and then ran a hand through his hair.

Natasha turned her back on him but right before she did Clint was sure he saw some form of hesitance. Sometimes he liked to believe that Natasha had a hard time leaving him after one of their back slides. Natasha and Clint had been off and on since they had met but it had never been to serious or long term. Not for Clint's lack of trying, he and Natasha being together just made sense to him.

"I'll see ya Tasha." Clint called as she opened his door.

She paused and looked back at him with a playful smile of her lips.

"I'm sure you will, after all every time I tell you it's the last time, it's never really true is huh?"

"Tasha why don't you just stay for breakfast?" Clint said quickly.

"Because that will lead to something I can't do. You mean too much to me Clint."

"Tasha we understand one another what are you so afraid of?"

"I'm not afraid."

"Then why are you walking out my door, again."

"It's because I care about you that I walk away." She laughed, and before he could say anything else she was gone.

"I'll see ya next time Tasha." He mumbled and then layed back on his bed.