Chapter Three: Come With Me
Natalia sighed as she woke up the next morning, looking up at the man who she had willingly slept with previous night. The red-head watched Clint's chest rise and fall as he slept soundly beneath her. The Russian returned her head to the crook of Clint's neck, resting her left hand over his chest as she closed her eyes, basking in the warmth of the man beneath her. She didn't want to leave – something that genuinely surprised her. Despite her new found desires, she was positive he would leave when he woke up. She felt safe in his arms; something she had never felt before him.
"What are you thinking about, Natalia?" Clint suddenly whispered, making said woman look up at him, surprise obviously written over her beautiful features.
"How did you..." Natalia started but was cut off when Clint brought his lips to hers, kissing her softly. They both smiled into the kiss softly.
"Morning, Beautiful," Clint whispered when he slowly pulled away, smiling at Natalia softly. He brought one hand up to brush a stray lock out of her face.
"Morning," Natalia replied with a soft smile although blushing at Clint's greeting. The red-head actually giggled when Clint rolled them over so he was on top of her, peppering kisses along her face. "Are you leaving...?" she asked before she lost her courage.
"Not leaving unless you want me to, Natalia," Clint replied as he caught her lips in a soft kiss, grinning against her lips when she arched up into his body. She wrapped her arms around his neck, pulling him closer to her. "Do you want me to leave?" he whispered as he hooked his arms around her waist.
"No," Natalia replied, a bit too fast. "Please. Don't go," she whispered in Russian, pulling back to watch Clint's reaction carefully.
"Then I won't. Not unless you want me to go. Or if I'm forced to leave you," Clint replied in the same tongue, smiling at the red-head softly, resting his forehead against hers.
"Promise?" Natalia whispered childishly. After having everyone that had ever meant anything to her either betrayed her or was taken from her, the red-head had every right to ask Clint to promise her this one thing.
"I promise, Natalia," Clint whispered before sealing his promise with a deep, passionate kiss, smiling into the kiss when Natalia softly moaned into his mouth. The red-head wrapped her arms and legs around his own, pulling him closer to her. "Relax, Sweetheart. I want to make you feel good," he whispered into her mouth. He smiled against her lips when she groaned, the archer catching her wrists and gently pushing them down into the pillows either side of her head.
"I want to trust you Clint," Natalia replied, repeating her words from the previous night, as Clint slowly pulled away from her lips, making him smile at her tenderly.
"I won't force you to trust me, Natalia. That's your choice. But I am going to show you that I won't hurt you. At least willingly," Clint whispered as he brought his lips to her ear. He kissed his way along her jaw, smirking slightly as he blew into her ear, making the red-head squirm in his touch.
"Please. Clint," Natalia gasped as he moved his lips to the weak spot; last night proved he was a quick learner. "Don't tease. Please," she begged, making Clint smirk as he marked her skin with very noticeable hickeys as he slowly moved down her body.
"Relax, Natalia. I'm not going to hurt you," Clint whispered as he kept her wrists locked down against the pillows affectionately with his hands. He brought his lips to Natalia's chest, leaving more hickeys on her pale skin, grinning smugly when the red-head beauty moaned his name sinfully in pleasure as a response.
Natalia gasped in pleasure as Clint took one of her nipples into his mouth, sucking and nipping on the erect nub teasingly. The sandy blonde grinned up at the red-head as she brought her hands to his head, her fingers threading through his hair. She tugged on the short strands when he brought his lips to her other breast, giving it the same pleasure as he had its twin.
"Oh God. Yes. Fuck. Yes. Please," Natalia moaned in Russian, making Clint smirk against her chest as he sucked and tugged on her nipple with his lips and teeth. At the same time, he massaged her other nipple between his thumb and index finger.
Clint let go of her nipple with a wet pop, grinning at Natalia as he brought his lips to her ear. He smirked when she shivered at the feeling of his breath in her ear. "You're so hot when you moan like that, Natalia. Teasing me like that. I'm gonna fuck you so hard, you'll be begging me to let us stay in bed today," he whispered huskily in his lover's mother tongue, grinning when Natalia moaned her approval into his ear.
"Mmmm. Yes. Clint. Take me," Natalia moaned before gasping as Clint grinded his right thigh against her cunt.
"Mmmm. Natalia. You're so wet for me," Clint whispered as he brought his left hand down, looking for something to restrain Natalia's hands to the bed so he could continue to please her without her hands distracting him.
"Please. Clint. I want you. I want you so much," Natalia moaned as Clint lowered his head to take her left nipple back into his mouth. He pulled on the erect nub with his teeth lightly, making his red haired lover cry out his name in pleasure at the sensation. He grinned as he continued to grind his right thigh against Natalia's sex while he used his left hand to palm her right breast. He used his right to bring the Russian's bra up to the headboard, making sure she was distracted with his lips so she wouldn't notice what he was planning to do to her.
"Clint. Fuck. Clint," Natalia gasped before Clint suddenly lifted her hands up to the headboard and tying her down to the bed. "Clint. What are you doing?" she whispered, slightly startled at her lover's actions.
"Hey, it's okay. I'm not gonna hurt you, Sweetheart. But your hands keep distracting me," Clint explained, smiling at her softly as he stroked her sternum affectionately, watching her slowly relax into his touch.
Natalia slowly nodded and watched Clint carefully as he brought his lips to her stomach, pressing soft butterfly kisses all over her soft pale skin, smiling up at her tenderly as his hands rested on hips. The archer smiled as he slowly brought his left hand to the apex of her thighs, slowly running two digits along her slit, his archery roughened thumb teasing her clit with perfect precision.
Clint brought his lips back to Natalia's chest, grinning at the Russian when she moaned and bucked her hips upwards as he slipped three digits inside her tight pussy. "You're so tight and wet Nat. Is that all for me?" he whispered softly against her skin.
"Yes. Clint. I'm so wet for you Clint. I want you. Inside me. Fuck," Natalia moaned as her hips bucking up in pleasure as he curled and moved his fingers inside her. "Clint. Fuck. Fuck. Yes. Clint!" she cried as she climaxed around Clint's digits, sobbing his name in ecstasy. Her hips bucked as she rode out her orgasm around her lover's fingers.
Clint grinned as he watched Natalia come down from her orgasm, gently pulling out of her cunt. He cleaned her juices from each finger slowly with his mouth before taking his cock in his hand and positioning it at his lover's entrance. He slowly slid the long thick member into her as her hips continued to buck, the red-head still riding out the waves of her ecstasy.
"Fuck. Clint!" Natalia screamed in pleasure as he began to slowly trust inside her, prolonging her orgasm and heightening her pleasure.
"You like this Natalia. Does it feel good?" Clint teased as he began to quicken his thrusts. He smirked when Natalia moaned and gripped the restraints on her wrists while Clint lifted both of her legs over his shoulders. The red-head's calves rested on his back which sent Clint deeper inside her.
"Yes. Fuck yes. Clint," Natalia moaned, tossing her head back in pleasure as Clint brought his left hand down between them, rubbing her clit teasingly. He continued to pound into her at a steady pace, making sure that he wasn't hurting her in the process. She didn't deserve being hurt by him.
"Yeah. How good Natalia? Tell me how good this feels for you. I want to know how you're feeling as I make you come on my cock," Clint whispered as he rested his forehead against Natalia's. He really did want to make her feel good.
"You feel so good inside me Clint. I love the feel of your cock inside me. I'm close. I'm gonna come. I'm gonna come on your cock," Natalia moaned as she felt her lower walls tighten around Clint's cock. The red-head gasped and moaned in pleasure at the sensation of her lover continuing to trust inside her.
"Yeah. I want to feel you come on me, Natalia," Clint replied, grunting in pleasure as he felt Natalia's walls tighten further around him, signalling that the red-head was very close to going over the edge. "You're so tight and wet. I want you to come hard around me," he whispered huskily into the Russian's ear. He grinned proudly when Natalia screamed his name in pleasure, the red-head coming hard around his cock. The sensation of her walls clenching around him pulled the archer into his own orgasm. He shouted her name loudly as he came inside her, his seed pumping into her womb as he collapsed on top of her, both of them panting heavily as they came down from their respective highs.
Clint slowly reached up and undid Natalia's bra, releasing the red-head's hands. Then he slowly flipped them over so Natalia was lying on top of him with her head resting on his chest. He wrapped his arms protectively around her waist, holding her close to him as they regained their breathing and energy.
"Come with me," Clint whispered after a few minutes as Natalia rested her head on his chest, her left hand resting over his heart.
Natalia frowned in confusion and raised her head to look at Clint. "What?" she whispered as her lover raised his hand to brush stray locks out of her face. He was making a habit of that.
"Come with me. I'm still travelling around Europe. And I'd like you to come with me. Well. That is, if you want to come with me?" Clint whispered, smiling at the red-head softly, trailing his fingers over her face tenderly.
Natalia bit her bottom lip as she thought about the pros and cons of Clint's proposal; if she went with him, it would put him in danger from the Red Room. But at the same time, they would keep moving. Therefore, lessening the risk of the Red Room finding her. And she could keep him safe. Looking up at her lover, she returned Clint's smile before leaning up and catching his lips softly. "Yes. I'd love to come with you, Clint. Thank you," the Russian whispered softly as she slowly pulled away, smiling at the archer as he grinned at her happily.
"No. Thank you Natalia," Clint whispered as he leaned up and kissed her, grinning happily against her lips as he claimed her lips hungrily.
Natalia returned the kiss with equal passion, wrapping her arms around his neck as he pulled her closer to his body. He slowly rolled them over so he was back on top of her, Clint's grin growing as she moaned into the kiss.
"We're not going to get out of bed today. Are we?" Natalia whispered into her lover's mouth, grinning happily as the archer ran his hands over her body. Tenderly, like she was a precious gem he never knew he would ever have the right to have. Not like the men she had been forced to be with when she was in the Red Room. Clint looked at her like a goddess, not some other toy to add to an imaginary notch on his bedpost. She already knew she was making a good decision to go with him.
"Nope. I told you that I was going to make you beg me for us to stay in bed today. But then again, having you ask would be sufficient," Clint replied as he brought his lips to Natalia's ear. He rested his hands on her waist, smiling when she gently scraped her nails along his scalp. "Any objections, Sweetheart?" he added teasingly as he sucked the lobe of her ear into his mouth.
"Mmmm. No. At least, not at the moment. I'll let you know if any arise," she replied, her voice husky with lust for her sexy lover.
"Whatever you want, Natalia," Clint whispered as he began to worship her body once more…
Clint smiled as he watched Natalia sleep soundly, her head resting on his chest. Her red hair cascaded down her bare back, her pouty lips slightly parted as she slept. She had her right leg thrown over his hips, her right hand curled in his left. The archer used his free hand to softly trail down the length of Natalia's spine, taking in every soft curve of the red-head.
He hadn't planned to sleep with her. It just. It just happened. 'Fury and Coulson's going to kill me,' he thought to himself as he gazed down at Natalia. When he asked her to come with him, Clint didn't exactly have any plan in mind. But something about Natalia made him impulsive. But watching her sleep, made him realise that he wanted to get to know her better. To know the woman beneath the Black Widow. So far, he liked what he saw. And she wasn't the weapon he had been sent to kill.
Clint pressed a soft kiss to the crown of Natalia's head, pulling the comforter of the hotel bed higher so Natalia's shoulders were covered. He wrapped his right arm around her waist, holding her close as he finally closed his eyes, at peace with his decision. He wasn't going to terminate Natalia. Instead, he planned to remove both the Black Widow and Hawkeye from the grid. He just didn't know that his own agency weren't that willing to give up their asset…
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