Having no WiFi at my house is such a joy :( Hope you liked the last chapter….now...for chapter 11….This chapter is VERY smutty, but I just felt like I needed to have a little fun with it.

Previously:

"We are not drinking it." I said.

"It's from Asgard. We will never get this opportunity again. Please."

"Nope."

"Just to try it." he begged and I looked at his face. Why does he always want to do the stupidest things?

"Maybe later." I said and he whispered 'Yes' quietly.

"I heard about your plan." Maria said. She was looking gorgeous in a black dress with criss-cross straps. She was wearing black small heels and had her hair tied up in a ponytail. All of the Avengers had been drinking all night - some more than others.

"Which one?" I asked, smirking.

"The one about you helping Banner." she said and I noticed that she was stumbling around a bit.

"Oh yeah. I thought it was quite a good concept. We might be able to control him better if we get an understanding about how to de-hulk him."

"I completely agree." she said, pretending to be posh. "But don't get hurt."

"I'll try not to. So how are you?" I asked, Maria. It was a couple of hours in and most of the guests had gone due to the night coming to a close. I hadn't gotten to speak to Maria all night, mainly because she was dancing most of the time and kissing Cap. I was a little tipsy from the sip of Thor's drink Clint forced me to have earlier. Clint was such a light-weight and was bobbling around God knows where, but the affects of alcoholism wear off on him quickly, so he is sober after a short while.

"I have never been better Miss Romanoff."

"You and Steve good?"

"Good? We are great." she said, over dramatically. Okay, she's definitely drunk.

"That is brilliant. You feeling tired at all?" I asked.

"I am absolutely shattered. I might go ask Cap if he wants to go and sleep now."

"You guys staying in the same room?" I asked. That's a bit fast.

"Well I haven't asked yet, but i'm sure he will." she said and then her eyes brightened. "Do you want to come with me?" she asked and I was about to refuse, but she was already pulling me towards Steve, who was checking his phone, most likely for updates on Bucky and Ward.

"Mr. America?" Maria said in a low, really bad impression of an American accent, considering that she was American.

"Ms. Hill." he said, being slightly cautious of her.

"Would you like to retire to the bedroom department with me?" she asked, now in a posh British accent.

"Um...are you sure?" he asked, looking around.

"Do you not want to?" she asked, her bottom lip trembling.

"Of course I do." he said, really meaning it. His words were bleeding with truth. "Night Nat." he said and walked, more like carried, Maria to the bedrooms.

I walked over to Bruce who was hiding in the corner of the room. He looked up and smiled as he noticed me coming towards him. "Hey Banner." I greeted.

"Romanoff." he said, smiling, and sipping his water. He wasn't allowed alcohol in case of a hulk incident.

"Did James mention my plan?" I asked.

"Yes, he did."

"And?"

"There is no way that that is going to happen." he said. "I might kill you."

"Look, can't we just try it out?"

"No..." he said, but didn't seem entirely convinced with his words.

"We have to try. It will save lives." I said, making it seem as only a positive thing.

"Maybe...it might...I guess..."

"Brilliant. We can make sure that all of the training is done in a safe environment."

"Okay..." he said, cautiously.

A slow dance came on and I leaned against the wall, but my eyes were scanning the area. Clint was leaning against the wall also, but looking straight at me. As soon as his eyes met mine, he walked around the dance floor, determined almost.

"Miss Romanoff, would you like this dance?" he asked, holding his arm out for me link my arm around.

"Of course, Mr. Barton." I replied as he led me onto the dance floor. My arm wrapped around his neck and his were comfortably trapping my waist.

"Well this is nice." he smirked.

"Are you still drunk?" I asked.

"A little bit. I think." he said.

"That sounds like you're confident." I said as he pulled me a little closer.

"I am confident."

"Really?"

"I am confident that I will be taking you home tonight."

"We live in the same building. Technically I am already home." I explained to him.

"Well I am confident that I will be taking you to your room tonight then. That better?" he asked, looking like he actually wanted an answer.

"Not exactly, but I can live with your grammatical error."

"You can live with me and my grammatical errors if you wish?"

"I already do."

"I mean properly. Live with me." he said, smiling. He is not going to remember this.

"Sure Clint. Whatever you say." I said, tapping his shoulder.

Through our dance, I noticed his soberness kick in and his drunkenness fade. "Will you stay with me tonight?"

"What? Are you drunk now? I thought you were getting more sober."

"I am sober now, but I really need you to stay with me tonight." he said, almost pleading. His face had gone back to being tense again, as it does when he is sober.

"Why do you need me there?"

"I just need to make sure that you are safe." he whispered, pulling me even closer so I could feel his breath running down my cheek. I am sure that he could feel mine against his neck, because of my stupid height.

"Why?"

"I don't want you taken from me again." he said and looked down at the floor. "You might think it's stupid, but I just want you with me. Just for one night. Just sleep in my room. You don't even have to sleep on the bed, you can sleep on the floor if you would like."

"Clint, calm down. Of course I will. If it will make you feel better then sure." I assured him. "When do you want to go?" I asked.

"Once this song is finished." he said and nuzzled his head into my neck again.

The song finished and we decided to leave, only leave the people who were very tolerable of alcohol to their dancing, including the lucky couple. We walked back to Clint's room, not saying anything to each other for the way, and once we got to his door, he asked "Are you sure this is okay?"

"You are asking me that. I should be asking you. I feel like i'm invading your privacy."

"Believe me, I would have you invade my privacy every day." he said and opened the door. His room was surprisingly clean for Clint. I thought it would be all messy like his character.

"Sorry, it's a bit messy." he said, straightening a bowl on his coffee table.

"Do you have OCD or something, because this is a perfectly clean room?" I asked and he chuckled.

"I can't stand things being in a mess. When I was younger, if we didn't keep everything neat then…." he shook his head and looked towards the ground. "Then my p-parents would…"

"I know. You don't have to say anything. I'm sorry I asked." I said, shaking my head for being so stupid. I forgot about the fact that if Clint didn't do what his parents told him to, they would beat him.

He went over to the to bed and collected the pillows there. "I'll give you both the pillows." he said, placing them on the sofa, and walked back to his bed. I chucked them at his head and he turned around confused.

"I'll sleep in your bed. You obviously need my help if you are that desperate to ask for it and I can't talk to you from a sofa. Also, the bed's comfier and we both deserve pillows." I smiled. He returned the smile, took off his trousers, opting the sleep in a shirt and boxers, and then got into bed. I walked over to the light and switched it off.

"Oh I forgot to ask, can you turn on your bedside light?" I said.

"Got it." he said and the room was lit up from the side of his bed. I walked back over and tried to get the zip at the top of my dress, once Clint has his back turned. I sat down on the side and tried to reach, but I couldn't get it. I stood up and attempted multiple different ways, but I could not quite reach it.

"Uh...Clint?" I asked and I heard him turned towards me. "Can you help me?" I looked back as he crawled across the bed.

"Sorry, i'll close my eyes." he said and shut them. I turned back and felt his hands trying to find the zip.

"Just open your eyes idiot." I said and I felt him find the zip, knowing that he did open his eyes. Once the dress was fully unzipped, I pushed it down my body and stepped out of it. Looking back as Clint, I noticed his eyes looking a little lower than my back. "You got something to say lover boy?" I asked as I took my dress to hang over one of his chairs.

"Uh..n-no..sorry…" he said, looking in the other direction. I walked over to the bed, only in my bra and pants, and got into bed with him. I lifted my hand to touch the furthest side of his cheek and pulled it, so he could face me. I stretched my body up so I could lightly kiss his lips. My hands went round the back of his head and his graced down my sides to lightly grab my thighs. He pulled me onto him and I gasped from his confidence. After a couple of minutes of kissing, I pulled back, placing each hand on the pillow on either side of his head, and we sat there for a bit.

I collapsed onto him, wrapping my arms around his neck, his arms clinging around my back, holding me close to him.

"I really needed to do that." I whispered and he nodded in agreement.

"Me too." he said and held me a little tighter. I slowly got off him, leaving my leg leaning over his stomach.

"That was hot by the way." he said, squinting afterwards, hoping that he wouldn't get punched.

I shook my head, laughing, and replied "I know." which made him chuckle. I love his laugh. It sounds like someone is being choked, but it is adorable. "I love your laugh you know."

"Really?" he asked and I nodded. "It sounds like I'm being choked."

I laughed and said "It might." I kissed his cheek and added "but it's still adorable."

He turned off the light and held me closer. Leaving my head on his chest and an arm around his back, I slowly fell asleep, knowing that I was safe in his arms.

Early the next morning

I squeezed my eyes shut as I felt someone touch my arm. I glanced up and saw Clint looking down at me, his fingers stroking my arm. His actions were caring and I liked it, but I couldn't do this,

"Good morning." he said to me softly and smiled.

"Uh...morning." I said and went to the side of the bed, sitting up to get away from Clint.

"Hey, what is wrong?" he asked as he came over and peppered kisses up my shoulder and neck. I moved away from him and he knew that that was a sign to back away from me.

"I need to get dressed." I said, going over to his wardrobe. There was a spare set of clothes in Clint's room that I always kept in here. It was if I needed to get changed after a mission and I was stitched up in Clint's room. His clothes are also in my wardrobe.

"I'm sorry." he said, as I slipped on the jeans that were in there.

"It's fine. I never intended for this to happen."

"No, it's okay. I'm glad that it happened." he said, flashing me a small smile.

"I'm not." I said, bluntly and pulled on a top.

"I understand." he said and I furrowed my eyebrows.

"You do?" I asked. "How come?"

"It's who you are." he replied, looking down at the floor. "It's what you do. No emotions is basically your motto."

I walked over to him and sat on the side of the bed next to him. Placing my hand on his thigh, I said "I'm really sorry Clint. I just can't. Not now."

"You'll never be able to have a relationship. I know that. I just didn't want to accept it I guess." he said, defeated, and got up. "We forgetting that this ever happened?" he asked.

"I think that that would be the best thing." I replied, taking back my hand. "For the team's sake as well as ours."

"Don't think for one moment that you are doing this for the team." he said, in a surprisingly calm tone. "You are doing this all for yourself and you know it. You cannot make yourself vulnerable apparently." he said, standing up to get himself some clothes, as he was still in boxers.

"You know that we can't have attachments. We become vulnerable from compassion. I can't have a relationship."

"That's bullshit and you know it." he replied, pulling on some trousers. "Coulson and Fury have attachments, as well as Stark, Thor, even Cap." I sighed and walked towards the door as he finished buttoning up his shirt.

"The Black Widow can't have a relationship." I said, sternly. "I'll see you at breakfast." I said, walking to the door.

"Wait!" he said, running up to me. "We go back to normal?"

"I said that already." I replied, confused.

"I just wanted to...make sure that you were sure." he said and smiled. He opened the door and bluntly said "See you at breakfast." He didn't looked at me, just scanned an interesting section of the floor.

"Bye." I replied and went across to my room. After pacing back and forth for a couple of minutes, I decided to stop and go to get my breakfast.

I went to the kitchen and saw Maria on the counter surface, in one of Steve shirts, with Rogers standing between her legs, shirtless, kissing her.

I coughed and they pulled away suddenly from each other, causing Maria to whack her head on the cupboard door.

"Shit." She hissed and rubbed the back of her head. Steve looked at her and she put up her hands. "Sorry." She said, knowing he would be annoyed at her use of language. Gently he rubbed her head and she smile, but they were still red from the embarrassment of me walking in on them.

"Didn't mean to intrude" I said, smirking at them.

"You uh..." Steve started. "Sorry for b-being in your way." He left to most likely go and shirt on.

I turned to Maria who just shrugged. "You told me to be more open with people."

"That I did." I replied and went to get a coffee mug. "So how was your night?"

"My night was...really...good." She said, smirking.

"Are you talking about the party or..." I raised my eyebrows and finished "the after party?"

Maria giggled and licked some coffee off her lips. "Let's just say that Captain America is a different man." She smiled. "It was a very fun night."

I smiled at her. Steve deserved happiness as well as losing his virginity. I couldn't tell whether that was the case for last night and I would've found out if another couple interrupted.

Jane came into the living room, kissing Thor, but stopped as soon as me and Maria cleared our throats at the same time. We both smiled at our synchronisation.

"What are you guys doing up?" Jane asked startled at our presence.

"Ever heard of an alarm clock?" Maria asked and sipped her coffee, still rubbing her head from hitting it.

"No." Thor said. "What is this device?"

I laughed slightly and was about to start explain but Jane said that she would tell Thor later.

"Seems like I'm not the only one who had a good night." Maria smirked. Jane was wearing Thor's shirt, but she could probably wear it as a short dress if it wasn't for the Mjolnir symbol on the front.

"It's comfier." She said as an excuse, pulling on the collar, slightly embarrassed of her attire.

"It is the finest silk in all of Asgard." Thor explained. "It cost over 10,000 dollars converted into your currency."

"Why am I wearing it?" Jane excalimed, probably worried that she would tear it or accidentally stain it.

"Jane, understand this. You should be wearing the finest materials in the cosmos worth millions." He said, kissing her hand. "You are a princess after all."

She blushed and kissed his cheek, unable to contain her smile. "Thank you Thor." She said quietly and hurried over to us.

"Exciting night?" I asked and she blushed even more.

"No comment." She smirked and got a glass of water.

Suddenly, Pepper and Tony came rushing into the room, Peppers legs around Tony's waist as they walked in. He shoved her against the wall, not even bothering to look in the rest of the kitchen and she kept moaning at his harsh kisses.

All three of us coughed, which made them stop and look at each other. "Why do I never check?" She asked.

"Because I'm just too attractive." He replied and sherolled her eyes, climbing off of his waist and smoothing Tony's shirt down that she was wearing along with a pair of black pants. Tony was wearing a pair of black trousers, but no shirt. I didn't actually realise that Tony worked out. You never would've guessed that he had the outline of a six pack and arm muscle by the clothes that he wears.

"Sorry." Pepper apologised, getting a couple if protein shakes out if the cupboard for her and Tony.

"Don't worry." I said as she chucked a bottle to Tony. "It's happened twice before you guys came in."

Tony choked on his drink. "Cap popped his frozen cherry?" A book was thrown at Stark's head, the book being thrown by Maria.

"Don't talk like that!" She scolded and walked out of the room.

"I'll take that as a yes." He said, smiling, and started sipping his drink again.

"Any developments on Bucky?" I asked.

"We are getting closer by the minute to where Grant was headed." He said. "J.A.R.V.I.S? Where are we up to?"

"Mr Ward has now got out of his car and is walking to his destination presumably."

"Keep us posted." Pepper said.

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