In light of Jeremy Renner's birthday last week, you get an earlier update for this story :) Well, that and the fact that I'm having writer's block with the next chapter of Mr. &. Mrs. Barton :/ Enjoy :)
PS: Very crude language in the middle of this chapter...
Chapter Nine: Up To You
Natasha smirked as she watched Clint and Phil spar. It still amazed the red-head to see the suit out of his suit. It had been a month since Clint had told her that he wanted them to be officially recognised. But he hadn't said anything else, letting her make it the final decision.
Suddenly, a beautiful brunette showed up beside the red-head, surprising the ex-Russian.
"So, I finally get to meet Barton's mate," she greeted with a smile. "I'm Jennifer Kelly. Head of S.H.I.E.L.D.'s Medical. And Phil's mate," she offered, making Natasha grin in realisation.
"So Barton wasn't messing when he said that Phil does have fun outside S.H.I.E.L.D.," Natasha replied, making the Beta laugh in reply.
"Yeah, he does. Although you and Barton seem to like making him have less time to play," Jennifer responded, making Natasha raise an eyebrow at the brunette.
"Shit, if we're affecting…" Natasha started but the Beta waved her hand.
"Relax, Romanoff. Phil more than makes up for it," Jennifer stated with a knowing grin, earning a 'Of course he does' from the red-head. "But, I can guess and say Clint does the same after his solo missions."
"You guess right," the red-head responded, glancing at the two men as they continued their match, not paying attention to the chat their respective mates were partaking in. "Now I know why Phil smells the way he does," she added with a cheeky grin. "By the way, you can call me Natasha."
"Thanks Natasha. Because I so need to be teased about my sex life with Phil," Jennifer lied with a grin. "Wow, Clint doesn't hide his marks, does he?" she asked with a surprised tone, nodding towards the bite marks on Natasha's neck.
Natasha raised a hand to her neck, smiling sheepishly at the Beta. "You can say that," she replied with a shrug. "Phil doesn't?"
"Only during heat," Jennifer replied before the two women were interrupted by their mates.
"You two are revealing secrets about us?" Phil asked, leaning towards Jennifer and kissing her softly in greeting. "Morning, Darlin'."
Natasha only shook her head, turning to look at her own mate who was watching her carefully. She smiled at him softly and stood up, walking over to him. The archer immediately wrapped his arms around her body and pulled her towards his body, pressing his lips to hers. "So, revealing secrets, Моя Омега?" he whispered, smiling as he pulled away from her lips.
"Never," she replied before turning in her arms to face the Betas. "Now, Coulson, you have a lot of explaining to do," the red-head informed the suit, smiling when the Beta raised an eyebrow in reply.
"What did I do now?" the older agent asked, looking at his own mate suspiciously. "Did I do something wrong that I don't know I did wrong?"
Jennifer smirked before pecking his lips lovingly. "Nothing too bad. But Natasha has the right to interrogate you now," she informed him.
"Oh," Phil replied, realising exactly what he had done. "In my defence, I actually thought you knew Jenny but obviously not."
Natasha twisted her head to look at Clint, who was smirking knowingly at the two Betas. "Clint, what do you know that the rest of us don't?"
"Actually, those two do. I just figured it out," the archer responded, noticing his handler's hand resting protectively over Jennifer's stomach. Natasha followed her Alpha's gaze before smirking at the couple. Before she could say anything, the archer decided to do what he did best. Teasing the shit out of Coulson. "You know, it took you long enough. Three years together. And only having a cub now. You mate like rabbits."
Jennifer blushed immediately as did Phil, the former burying her face in her mate's chest. "I can't believe he said that," she mumbled into the fabric of his workout shirt.
"You know that Barton will always find a way to try piss me off," Phil replied, holding his mate close and glaring at Clint who had pulled Natasha closer to his body. "Why do you always feel the need to do that, by the way?"
"Because it's fun. Besides, given half the chance you'd do the same to me. So I have every right to say it to you," Clint explained, grinning as he felt his Omega chuckle while their handler glared at him.
"I'm surprised that you haven't gotten Natasha pregnant," Phil shot back, making Natasha blush as she twisted around in Clint's arm and hiding her face in her Alpha's chest. She had become used to her handler, the Beta having taken on an older brother like role for the red-head.
Clint held Natasha closer to his body. Then he thought of something that might earn him at least a night in the dog house. "When I get Natasha pregnant, the only thing anyone will be able to smell off my Omega is me," he replied, making the two Betas and Natasha immediately look up at him in surprise.
"It's not like we can smell anything on her otherwise," Phil shot at the archer, earning a deadly glare from Natasha.
Suddenly, Natasha pulled away from Clint and stalked out of the gym, clearly pissed off. Clint bit back his immediate guilt at hurting his Omega, not wanting upset Jennifer. Pregnant mates were not ones to show any emotions such guilt around. "I'll see you guys later. I call dibs on Godfather," the Alpha called over his shoulder as he followed his mate out of the gym.
Clint was greeted with forced silence when he entered his and Natasha's on-base apartment. He watched his Omega sit in their bed, eyes closed and legs crossed Indian style. He quietly removed his sweaty workout shirt and kneeled beside her on the floor, waiting her out.
Natasha eventually opened her eyes after Clint rested his head in her lap. She brought her hands to his hair, trailing her nails through his hair. She was angry at him though. Even as he kissed his way along her thighs and stomach.
The Alpha sensed her anger and caught her chin, pulling her face so they were looking each other eye to eye. "Tell me," he whispered as a soft order.
The Omega took a deep breath. "You want us to be officially recognised. And you did what you did. How many hints do you need to throw at me?" she asked, finding the words flying out before she could stop them. Her eyes widened in surprise at her own actions but remained determined to find out where her Alpha's mind was at.
Clint nodded as if pleased that she wasn't backing down on her part. He slowly leaned up and kissed her cheek softly. "Because I want people to know that I'm yours. And that any attempt made against you will not be tolerated," he explained, placing one hand on her bond mark and the other on her hip. "I'll never let you be on your own again."
Natasha closed her eyes and allowed him to press his lips to her pale skin. "Get a shower before you get into bed," she whispered halfheartedly, making Clint chuckle as he slowly pulled away.
"Okay," he whispered, standing up and pecking her lips lovingly. He moved into the bathroom, leaving the door half-open. An invitation if she wanted to accept.
Instead, she stripped then grabbed her nightdress - one of Clint's shirt - and got ready for bed. She climbed into bed, laying down and closing her eyes as she waited for her Alpha...
Clint stepped out of the shower and quickly toweled himself try. Wrapping the towel around his waist, he walked out of the bathroom, finding his Omega lying on her side and facing away from him. Sighing softly, he walked over to the bed and climbed in behind Natasha. He slowly wrapped his arms around her body, pressing his lips to the back of her head.
Natasha sighed and placed her hands on top of Clint's, interlacing their fingers. She kept her eyes closed, not wanting to break the peaceful silence despite her knowing that her Alpha wanted to make it up to her for the incident in the gym. That he hadn't wanted to upset her like he did. But this was his punishment.
Clint traced his thumbs over her stomach lovingly, closing his eyes and burying his nose in her scent gland. He could honestly admit that he enjoyed the smell of him on her. But he didn't see it the way other Alpha's would. It was a sin that Natasha trusted him. Wanted him as much as he needed her in his life. "Love you, Tasha," he whispered as he felt all the muscles in Natasha's body relax in his arms, signalling that she was about to fall asleep.
"Tоже люблю тебя, Mой Альфа," she mumbled before she fell asleep.
"You want us to go on a double date with Phil and Jennifer?" Natasha asked, amusement obvious over her face.
"Yes, I do," Clint replied, bending down and kissing her cheek softly. She had only let him kiss her on the lips once since the 'gym incident.' But he was paitent enough to wait. Even though it was killing him to do so. "Unless you don't want to, " he added, concerned about whether she wanted to or not.
"No, no. I didn't mean it like that," she replied, twisting her arm up to cup his cheek, smiling at him reassuringly. "You've just never asked for something like this before."
The archer sighed and nodded: it was mainly because his Alpha side hated it when other Alphas and Betas - even other Omegas - looked at his mate like she was a piece of meat. But it was time for him to swallow that possessiveness and treat his Omega with a proper date (albeit, a double date). "I know. And I'm sorry about that. You deserve as many dates that I can bring you on. I was just too possessive and so angry at other Alphas and Betas looking at you like you're a piece of meat," he confessed, earning a small smile from his mate.
Natasha leaned upwards and - surprisingly - pressed her lips against his. "I'd like to go on that date with you," she murmured against his lips.
Clint grinned happily before pulling Natasha up into his lap, allowing her to straddle his thighs. He kissed her desperately, needing to feel her react to him. To apologise for what had happened in the gym four days ago.
Natasha reacted to Clint's kiss, moaning against her Alpha's lips and bringing her hands up to trail through his spiky hair. He brought his hands to the small of her back, slowly dragging one down to cup the nape of her neck, the other down to cup her ass. She gasped against his lips, willingly leaning into his touch.
They eventually pulled away, panting for air as they recovered their breath. Natasha leaned her forehead against Clint's, her eyes closed as her hands played with the hairs on the nape of his neck.
The Alpha pulled his mate as close as he could with their clothes still on. He missed this. He couldn't imagine his life without his Omega now that he finally had her. He watched as she slowly opened her eyes and looked him in the eye. "Hi Beautiful," he murmured with a soft smile.
"Hey," she whispered, stroking the soft spot of skin behind both his ears, smirking when he leaned into her touch like an obedient puppy. But she didn't tell him that. "When are we going out?"
"Tomorrow night. Is that okay?" he replied, wrapping his arms tighter around her body.
"Yeah," she whispered softly, moving her head to the crook of his neck, her nose against his scent gland. "My heat's next week," she added, making her Alpha smirk at the information.
"I've an idea then. If you agree. We can go to my off books property. Away from everyone. And then there will be no one to disturb us until we come back after your heat is over," he offered, earning a hum from the red-head.
"I'd like that," she whispered before suddenly pulling back, a mischievous glint in her eyes. "But I'd also like it if you took me again tonight, " she confessed, earning a loud possessive growl of approval from her Alpha.
Clint stood up with Natasha wrapped up in his strong arms. He claimed her hips hungripy once more, never breaking their kiss as he walked to their bedroom. He kept up the lip-lock as he lay her down on their bed, too impatient to actually break their kiss. Instead, he chose to tear their clothes from their bodies.
He broke the kiss eventually, pinning Natasha beneath him and resting his face against her scent gland. "Can you be still, Tasha? I wanna make it up to you," he whispered as he nuzzled the underside of her jaw.
"You don't have to make it up to me, Clint," she whispered, cupping his cheek lovingly. "But if it makes you sleep better then I'm all for it."
Clint nodded and slowly kissed his way down her body. "Making love to you always makes me sleep better, Tasha," he murmured against the skin of her chest. He peppered kisses in between the valley of her breasts, smiling when he noticed how turned on she was at the feel of his five o'clock shadow on her tits; her nipples already fully hard, her aroma filling the bedroom. And still had to get to the good bit.
Natasha moaned and arched her back as Clint teased her breasts. She always had sensitive breasts. But when her Alpha played with her breasts, that sensitivity was multiplied by a tenfold. She clenched the sheets of the bed, panting heavily as she forced her body to be still.
She almost jumped off the bed when Clint suddenly slipped two fingers inside her, scisssoring them and curling them upwards. She both loved it and hated it; it aleays felt good but damnit, she didn't like surprises. No matter how good they were. Or that they were from her mate.
Clint chuckled at the obviouse surprise written across his Omega's face. He added a third finger inside her while sucking hard on her scent gland.
Natasha's walls quivered around Clint's fingers. She was on the edge of coming. So close that her body shook in pleasure as her mate continued to push her towards the edge.
"Come for me, Tasha," he whispered in her ear before curling his fingers against her G-spot.
Natasha screamed his name loud as she came hard around his fingers, arching her body and offering her throat in submission. He continued to move his fingers inside her, prolonging her orgasm as he marked her scent gland. Her body shook and eventually the sensations were too much for her. "Stop," she whimpered, grabbing his forearm and stilling his movements. The Alpha looked at her in concern, afraid that he had hurt her. "Too much," she explained, gasping as he slid his fingers from her body.
Clint grinned at her knowingly, moving so he was straddling her body. "Sorry," he murmured, leaning down and kissing her softly. He slowly pulled back, moving her legs so they rested on either side of his hips. "Any request, моя любовь?" he whispered, his eyes kept on hers as she brought her hands to the headboard. The act had his Alpha side roaring in approval at her submissive behaviour.
"Claim me, моя любимая," she replied, smiling at him lovingly as he watched her carefully, making sure she wanted him. Never doing anything without making sure she wanted it. "Want you to drive me into the mattress and show me who owns me," she added, making him growl in Alpha approval.
"I'm gonna fuck you now, Natasha... I'm gonna drive you into the mattress, Baby," he whispered teasingly, grinning smugly as his Omega moaned sinfully, trying her best to stop herself from bucking her hips towards him. The archer teased the head of his cock against her entrance before sliding it up to her clit and back down to her entrance tauntingly, causing Natasha to whimper in desperate disapproval.
The Alpha smirked as he slowly slid inside her, watching his mate carefully as the red-head gasped as he filled her to the hilt. "Fuck Tasha... You're so fucking wet and tight for me," the archer groaned as he paused inside her, waiting for his Omega to become accustomed to his length once more. Slowly, he began to thrust inside her, both of them groaning in pleasure as he moved inside her cunt.
"Clint," Natasha gasped as she tossed her head back, arching her body towards her Alpha. She almost sobbed in ecstasy as he began to slowly increase his pace inside her.
"Yeah Nat? Do you like me taking you like this?" Clint whispered teasingly as he thrust hard inside her, his Omega bringing her hands to his hair and pulling him closer to her. "You love the thought of being filled with my seed don't you Natasha? You want me to fill your tight wet cunt? Yeah, Моя сука, you love the thought of that, don't you? The thought of my come deep inside you?" he teased as he pumped his cock in her pussy, claiming the red-head the way he knew she loved.
Natasha could only moan and nod, her hips bucking against his in completely mindless wanton. The red-head kept her eyes on her Alpha's as he pounded cunt just she liked it. The way she loved how he claimed her.
Clint thrust harder inside her, hitting her G-spot with each and every one of his thrusts. His smug smirk grew as Natasha panted and begged him to take her harder. Begged for him to knot inside her and fill her up with his seed. "You're so tight for me, Tasha. Are you gonna come for me? I love watching you come for me," the Alpha whispered teasingly as he watched his mate shake with pleasure. He continued to drive her into the mattress of her bed, hitting all the right spots inside her.
Natasha came hard around Clint's length after that. Her eyes rolled back as she screamed his name in ecstasy. Her Alpha continued to slowly move his cock inside her pussy, prolonging her strong orgasm.
The archer watched as the red-head slowly reopened her eyes, moaning loudly in approval when she found him still hard inside her cunt. "Oh you love this Romanoff. You love it when I pound your pussy with my cock," he whispered as he cupped her breasts and massaged them in time with his thrusts.
Natasha could only nod her head as she let her whole body fully relinquish its control to her Alpha. The red-head moaned as Clint thrust harder and faster inside her, the archer knowing exactly what to do to make her feel complete pleasure. She couldn't remember a time when he didn't make her feel safe while she made herself vulnerable to him. A time where he didn't love her or want her never once a problem for them.
Clint grinned as he watched Natasha's eyes roll back in ecstasy as he hit every right spot inside her soaking wet, tight cunt. "You look so good like that, Мой паук. I can go so deep inside you like this. Feel you getting wetter and hornier with each of my thrusts," he whispered seductively, making his Omega moan her approval at full volume, arching her body up to his. "I love watching you as I take you like this. I love watching you as I fuck you into the nearest surface," he added, smirking as he felt her walls tighten further around his cock.
Natasha panted and moaned; her eyes were in the back of her head out of pure ecstasy as Clint fucked her hard into the mattress. She no longer had control of her body as her Alpha continued to pump into her. She willingly gave control of her body to the man above her. The only person who she would ever give the control of her body to. Her love. Her mate. Her Alpha.
"You're so wet, Tasha. Your cunt is fucking wet and tight for my cock. You love taking my cock. You love it when I fuck you with my cock. Your pussy's wrapped around my cock, Nat. Your pussy's hungry for my cock and seed," Clint teased, smirking when his mate nodded and moaned her agreement. "Do you want me to come inside you? Do you want me to send you over the edge again. To knot and come inside your tight pussy?" he whispered, smirking as he watched her nod her head, pure ecstasy taking control of her body and mind as he fucked her into the mattress of their bed. "Come for me Tasha. Come for me and I'll knot inside you and fill you up," he whispered as he felt his knot swelling inside his Omega.
Natasha screamed Alpha's name loudly in pleasure as Clint thrust one last time before he knotted inside her, spilling his seed inside her while the collapsed onto the bed. They panted heavily as pleasure coursed through their bodies, Clint still pumping inside her.
Clint pressed his lips to hers softly. "Love you, Tasha," he whispered softly as he slowly pulled away. Natasha whimpered in protest and reached for her Alpha as he pulled away. The archer raised an eyebrow in surprise but wrapped his arms around his Omega and flipped them gently so she was curled up on his chest. Natasha buried her face in the crook of his neck, relaxing into his body.
"Love you too, Clint," she whispered against his scent gland, making him grin happily at the red-head. He'd never get tired of hearing those words fall from her lips.
Clint's jaw dropped as Natasha exited the bedroom. She was wearing a knee-length black dress with a white belt, her small height boosted by the black sleek two-inch heels she had chosen. She had her hair styled over one shoulder in a beautiful yet simple design. The Omega wore minimal amount of make-up and glanced shyly at her Alpha who was staring at her, his jaw on the floor. "Clint?"
Natasha walked over to her Alpha, biting her bottom lip as she waited for him to voice his opinion. She took the time to take in his appearance; his hair was slightly matted but still had his signature spikes. He was wearing a black suit and white shirt with no tie. Instead, he chose to leave the top two buttons of his shirt undone.
She was broken out of her thoughts by Clint taking her face in his hands and pulling her up to look him in the eye. "You're as beautiful as ever, моя Омега," he whispered, pecking her lips lovingly.
Natasha smiled and grabbed her purse as her Alpha led her out of their apartment. She always loved it when he voiced his praise for her. And she knew that he would never, ever, let her feel alone ever again.
"Natasha, if I had a dime for every time Barton blew something up, I'd be as rich as Tony Stark," Phil stated, making his pregnant Omega and the red-head laugh as Clint glared at his handler.
"Beirut wasn't my fault, Coulson. There were seven of them. All of which were carrying bazookas. I think I'm in the clear for that one."
"And if I had a dime for every time either you or Phil came home with injuries, leaving me to stitch you two up, I'd be twelve times richer than Tony Stark," Jennifer cut in, making Natasha raise an eyebrow at the doctor.
"So you had to deal with two idiots instead of just one?" the red-head asked, earning two protests from the men while the female Beta nodded.
"Totally off topic here, but what are you two gonna do when the cub gets here?" Clint suddenly asked, making the expectant couple look at him, surprise written clearly over their faces.
"Uh. Well, we're moving to a new apartment. The one-bedroom we currently live in isn't big enough for the three of us," Phil replied, taking Jennifer's hand in his and interlacing their fingers.
"Any ideas of where?" Clint asked, making al three of them raise their eyebrows at him suspiciously.
"Why?" Jennifer asked, making Clint smile at her.
"I own five apartment buildings in New York City itself. A result of having too much money and nothing to do with it. I was going to offer you one. A baby present," the Alpha replied with a nonchalant shrug. "And don't say that it's too much. I'm offering it as a gift from both me and Natasha.
Clint shot a smile at Natasha as Jennifer and Phil thanked them profoundly, the archer promising to help them move everything to the further apartment blocks from base. For security purposes.
"Dibs on Godfather," Clint joked, wrapping an arm around Natasha's waist and pulling her close to him. "I can't wait to teach the cub how to annoy Pirate Patch."
Natasha couldn't help but wonder if her Alpha was expecting her to have children in the near future. But she didn't say anything. She knew she wanted kids. The Red Room had convinced her that she was sterile. That her Alpha would turn her away because she was incapable of carrying his babies. But soon after she joined S.H.I.E.L.D., the doctors ran a mandatory medical check – six times because Natasha didn't trust them – which proved otherwise. The red-head was so lost in her thoughts that she didn't notice her mate watching her carefully, knowing exactly what was going through her mind at that precise moment.
When they arrived home that night, Clint gently took Natasha in his arms. He carried her into their bedroom, the couple having decided to go to their off-base apartment tonight.
Natasha raised an eyebrow at her Alpha. She knew he knew that she had become distracted by the end of the night. But she wasn't ready to talk about it yet. Wasn't sure how to say what she wanted to say.
But it seemed her Alpha knew exactly what was going through her mind.
"We'll have children whenever you're ready, Моя любвъ," he whispered as he gently lay her down on the bed. "But the time for when we do. That'll always be up to you, my little spider," he whispered before showing her how much he loves her in one of the many ways he knows...
Natasha sighed in content as she felt Clint kissed her forehead before he climbed out of bed. Her body ached - in a good way - from their night of activities. She stretched in the bed as she watched her Alpha through hooded eyes. His lean muscled body was clearly defined by the moonlight shining through the window.
"Go back to sleep, Tasha," he suddenly ordered softly. Turning to look at her as he turned around, he smiled at her softly. "Sleep," he repeated, leaning down and pressing his lips to hers. "Sleep."
When she woke again, she could hear her Alpha playing the piano. She slowly sat up, grabbing Clint's discarded dress shirt and pulling it over her head.
Slowly, she walked out into the sitting-room. She found her Alpha staring out the large one-way window of their apartment, his fingers gliding over the keys. His husky voice carried softly through the apartment, making her pause to listen to his words.
"I sit and wait
Does an angel contemplate my fate
And do they know
The places where we go
When we're grey and old
'cos I have been told
That salvation lets their wings unfold
So when I'm lying in my bed
Thoughts running through my head
And I feel that love is dead
I'm loving angels instead
And through it all she offers me protection
A lot of love and affection
Whether I'm right or wrong
And down the waterfall
Wherever it may take me
I know that life won't break me
When I come to call she won't forsake me
I'm loving angels instead
When I'm feeling weak
And my pain walks down a one way street
I look above
And I know I'll always be blessed with love
And as the feeling grows
She breathes flesh to my bones
And when love is dead
I'm loving angels instead
And through it all she offers me protection
A lot of love and affection
Whether I'm right or wrong
And down the waterfall
Wherever it may take me
I know that life won't break me
When I come to call she won't forsake me
I'm loving angels instead
And through it all she offers me protection
A lot of love and affection
Whether I'm right or wrong
And down the waterfall
Wherever it may take me
I know that life won't break me
When I come to call she won't forsake me
I'm loving angels instead."
When he finished, Natasha slowly walked up behind him, wrapping her arks around his waist and kissing his sceng gland lovingly. The song sealrd her decision. "I know what I want, Clint," she whispered softly, making her Alpha twist his head to look at her.
"And?"
"I want us to be officially recognised. "
First off, I wrote way more than I thought I was going to…. Ashley, that's your fault ;)
Secondly, the song is Robbie Williams – "Angels". Because I like fluffiness lightness mixed in at least once in a chapter – sometimes a lot more :)
And finally, thank you for the support and love. I love you guys :) Hope you enjoyed :)
Special thanks to Ashley for being the genius I bounce ideas to. Love you so much :) x
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