AHH so here is Chapter 2! PLEASE review!
Clint ducked just in time to see Natasha leg swing and miss the top of his head. He threw his bow to the side and turned to block a hit from his left. They were both skilled fighters, but she was better. Clint knew this and so did Natasha, but he was a formidable foe, and that's why she liked practicing on him. Even though she only had to use her full force on Clint once, when he was mind controlled by Loki, he kept Natasha's skills sharp in the training room.
"I thought I said no?" Clint tried to sound annoyed but he couldn't help but smile at his persistent partner. She always got what she wanted one way or another.
"I guess I couldn't resist." A devilish smile formed on Natasha's lips.
She really couldn't resist though. His back was turned and he was almost defenseless. Clint's greatest defense, however, was that he knew how Natasha worked. If it was anyone else, her foot would have met the other person's head.
They went back and forth for almost ten minutes. She swung. He blocked. He swung. She blocked and hit him. She swung again. He blocked. The cycle only continued. There were traces of humor on both the agent's lips. He had almost backed her into the wall. All that was left between Natasha and the concrete was 3 tiny feet of space. It was too close for her liking. She didn't like to feel trapped.
As she began to think of a way out, she foolishly let her guard down enough for Clint to block two of her hits in a row. He grabbed both of Natasha's wrists and pinned them to her back, then he pulled her body towards his with his arms wrapped all the way around her. His hands never left her wrists and his eyes never left hers.