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Chapter 6

Natasha considered to ignore Clint's text but she knew that she had to meet him and told Steve that a co-worker texted her that her boyfriend ended things and that she wanted to check on her. She quickly threw on a hoodie and jeans and drove to Joe's. God, what was she supposed to say? Deny everything? Would he report back to Fury? How did he even figure it out? She was a natural when it came to lying.

Clint was already there waiting for her with a tray of shots. She sat down and he pushed a tequila shot over to her. She took it and gulped it down.

"What the fuck are you thinking, Natasha?" He groaned and took a shot as well. "You can't just fuck Captain America!"

She took another glass from the tray and drank it. She tried to come up with an answer but she couldn't think of anything. What she was doing was wrong and could cost her her job. And Steve. Oh God, if Clint decided to talk then she would lose him. Her insides twisted at that thought. She had to make sure that Clint would keep his mouth shut.

"You are supposed to protect him and not jump into his bed! Or did Fury add honey trap to your mission? You never did something this stupid before! Did Fury tell you to sleep with him?"

She shook her head."No, of course not."

"Then stop fucking him!"

"I don't want to!"

"Jesus, Natasha! You can walk outside this bar and find a guy in like two seconds who would bang you. Hell, if we weren't best friends, I would do it! But you can't fuck Rogers!" He hissed and took another shot.

Did Clint really think she was just fucking Steve? That made her angry. "I'm not just fucking him, you ass!"

"What?" He leaned closer to take a look at her. "Don't tell me that you like him!"

She suddenly felt very small. "He's so good to me. I like being with him. It's so different from anything I've ever experienced. I like being his girlfriend."

He sighed and leaned back again. "Girlfriend? Tasha, you know that it will go nowhere, right? You'll have to end the op eventually and move to another country. Or even worse Cap finds out and then you're royally fucked. There is no version of this where you are riding into the sunset with him."

"Maybe he'll understand. I want to be with him and he wants to be with him. I like who I am around him-"

"Yeah, Natalie Rushman who doesn't exist."

"Maybe if I'll tell him the truth then-"

"You think he'd want to be with you?" Clint ran his hands through his hair and she knew that he was right. "He will never forgive you! Haven't you heard that Captain America is all about truth and justice?"

"How do you even know about this?"

"I knocked on your door after I was at Cap's place and saw him half-naked with post-coital glow and I really hoped that some unknown chick was giving him the time of the day but then you didn't open your door and I got suspicious. Maybe it's just a weird coincidence I thought to myself but then I ran into an old lady in the foyer who asked me if I was a friend of Steven and Natalie and aren't these two so cute together?"

Mrs. Carlson. It had to be her. She was the one who caught them making out in the hallway weeks ago. She dropped her head into her hands. "What am I supposed to do, Clint?"

"Tasha, look at me." She did. "Are you in love with him?"

"I...I don't know." She admitted. "I don't even know what love is but I know that I never felt like this before."

"Oh, Tasha. You know that this will end badly, right?"

"Please don't tell anyone." She whispered with a leading look in her eyes. "I'm happy."

"You're gonna break his heart, Tasha. And your own."

She didn't say anything else and gulped another tequila shot down. She knew he was right. Clint promised to keep quiet for now but warned her to fix her mess and she drove back home. The smart choice would have been to go to her apartment but instead she knocked on Steve's door and attacked his lips the moment he came into her view. She just needed this, she needed him before everything would go to hell. She had always known that her time with him was limited. She had to make sure to make the most out of it.

He kissed her back but she could feel that he was a bit surprised. "Everything okay, doll?"

She kissed him again and her entire being was only focused on Steve and her fears moved slowly into the back of her head. "Yes, it is now." She walked to his bedroom and got rid of her clothes on her way.

He followed her but didn't get naked. "You seem a bit off."

She plopped down on the bed and held her hand out to him. "I was just reminded how lucky I am that I got you." Steve took her hand and lowered himself carefully onto her. "Please, I need you!"

"Okay, okay." He leaned down and kissed her and she tugged on his shirt to get it off of him. Together they got him out of his clothes and he was already hard between her legs.

"Nat?"

She grabbed his length and his hold on her waist tightened. "Fuck me."

And he did erasing all guilt and fear with his powerful thrusts. He was the only thing that mattered. The only thing she cared about. She didn't care about SHIELD anymore, only about him. God, what had he done to her?

Clint kept texting her asking if she knew what to do but she didn't answer and deleted his messages. She knew that he wouldn't tell a soul and she would make it up to him later. She kept her reports to Fury short and professional and included some half-truths to keep him happy.

She ignored everything else when she was with Steve and just basked in his affection. She didn't realize she had been touched starved until him and it seemed like he had been too. They were always touching each other when they were together. Hand holding, hugs and short kisses when they were in public and deep and long kisses when they were in the privacy of their apartments. They spent hours in bed, exploring and teasing each other and she was really glad that they were the only tenants on their floor because they weren't exactly quiet. She made noises she never heard before when he was inside her. He drove her crazy and she beamed like an idiot when he told her that she had the same effect on him. Who knew sex could be this joyful?

She caught a purse snatcher on her way back from the gym but he got a hit on her and pushed her against a banister before she clocked him out and got the old lady her purse back. She told Steve that she fell of the treadmill at the gym when he noticed that she was in pain. Being the perfect boyfriend that he was he offered to massage her back with Voltagen gel.

She was only in her panties on her bed and Steve was kneeling over her thighs massaging her back. After some time his hands moved further south and she snorted. "That's not my back, Rogers."

He started to knead her ass. "You have such a nice behind, Nat." He placed his hands on her butt cheeks. "Like it was made for me. Perfect fit."

She laughed into her pillow. "You're such a caveman!"

His fingers moved under her panty line and she sighed. "How's your back?"

"Already better." She sighed and lifted her hips so he could slip her panties off. She heard clothes rustling and then a moment later a naked Steve was pressed against her backside.

"You want me to beat up the evil treadmill that hurt my girl?" He whispered into her ear and licked over her neck.

"Mm. No, you have better things to do now!" She pressed her ass against his erection and he groaned.

"Like what?"

She intertwined her hand with his that was next to her head. "Like being inside me."

"So bossy." He chided but slowly pushed into her. She moaned happily and he started to thrust in and out of her. He was so good at this, it was ridiculous. She closed her eyes and only focused on the feeling of him inside her. He felt even bigger in this position, if it was even possible.

He rolled onto his side after he rocked her world and she turned her head to look at him. He always looked so good after sex with his tousled hair and rosy cheeks. He had this dopey grin on his face that made her stomach flutter. He brushed a sweaty strain of hair behind her ear. "So, Sam's turning 35 next week and his family is throwing him a party. You're gonna be my date?"

Sam or his social circle had no connections to SHIELD. "Yes, of course."

He smiled. "Great! I'll get you a glass of water." He pressed a kiss to her temple and got out of bed. "And then maybe you can rub my back?" He winked at her.

"That was terrible." She laughed.

"You're still gonna do it?"

"Yeah." She grinned and ended up rubbing a few other things besides his back.

Sam's party was great and his family and friends were really nice and she was smiling like an idiot every time Steve introduced her as his girlfriend. It was one of the last summer days and Sam's family threw him a barbecue with a live band. After having spent hours teaching Steve how to dance in his apartment, they danced almost the whole night on the patio. She had been so turned on by the way his body was pressing against her that she made him park his Tesla in an empty parking lot and rode him with his head buried between her breasts in his driver's seat. He had been a bit shy at first but then got really into it. At one point her back hit the steering wheel and the horn honked. They laughed so hard that they had tears in their eyes but it didn't stop them from keep going. Did they turn each other into sex addicts?

A meteor shower was hitting DC but the sky was clouded and there would be no way to see it. She could tell that Steve was moping because he was really into astronomy and she thought about a way to lift his mood. She ended up ordering a home planetarium and black curtains on Amazon and prayed it would be here in time. She hung the curtains up while Steve was at SHIELD and plugged the planetarium in. She made sandwiches for them and put blankets and pillows on her living room floor. She hoped this would make Steve happy and that it was romantic. She was still pretty clueless when it came to that topic.

She put on a pretty dress and styled her hair and waited for Steve's knock on her door. It was already raining outside and there was really no chance to see the meteor shower. He finally knocked on her door and she quickly got up to let him in.

His hair was a bit wet. "Hi, doll." He kissed her and looked over her body. "You look great! But I thought we were just watching a movie..."

She took his hand and let him to her living room. "Surprise!" She flicked the light off and the room was covered in stars.

"Wow!"

"You like it?"

"Do I like it? Of course, I do! Thank you!" He grabbed her by the waist and kissed her. "You are so amazing, Nat." He kissed her again. "My perfect girl."

She smiled and captured his lips in a gentle kiss. "Come on, let's have a picnic under the stars."

They laid with their fingers laced together on the blankets and looked up the stars. That thing had really been the 200 bucks worth it.

He lifted their hands up and pressed a kiss to the back of her hand. "Nat?"

She looked at him. "Hm?"

"I love you."

Her heart was pretty much leaping out of her chest. "I love you, too. " And that was the honest- to- God- truth. Ever since Clint had asked her if she was in love with Steve, she had been thinking about it and there was only one answer. "I love you, Steve."

He smiled brightly at her and kissed her softly. "You are my everything." He whispered against her lips and pulled her on top of him. She realized that night while they were moving as one why sex with Steve was so different and special. They had been making love this entire time.

Shit will hit the fan soon...