Natasha watched silently as Clint loaded up another arrow. "I don't know why you're practising on a stationary target, we both know there's no way you'll miss it," she said standing up and striding over to him. She pried the bow from his hands and discarded it. 648Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡXXPEiamDEG
"You can't be certain of that," he replied, ducking past her and picking the bow back up.
She sighed and placed her hands on her hips. "You're going to work yourself into the ground."
"I have to practice," he muttered, checking the arrow was still correctly loaded.
"Oh please," Natasha sighed exasperatedly. "You have more than skill or talent Clint. It's something else; it's like second nature to you."
"That doesn't mean I won't make a mistake," he grumbled, shooting and hitting the bull's-eye.
"I know you've stopped training with Steve. Why?" she probed.
"I need to perfect my archery before I can start working on hand to hand combat."
She ran a hand through her scarlet hair and sat down again. "Why can't you just be honest with me?"
Out of frustration, he threw his hands up in the air and began pacing back and forth. "I'm embarrassed, okay? I can't fight Steve; I'm not superhuman like him. He's ten times as strong as me and ten times as quick. I'm an athlete, nothing else," he ranted and Natasha sighed, pulling Clint into a hug.
He wriggled in her grip slightly but eventually he wrapped his arms around her slim waist.
"There's no need to be embarrassed. How about I talk to Steve and see if you can train with me?" Natasha murmured.648Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡfQpHVqrPIC
He didn't give her an answer. Instead he pulled her even closer to him and cradled her head against his chest. He listened to her heart tremor. She was breathless, as well, and he felt as though if he let her go her lifeless body would fall against the lacquered floor.648Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡtGBPF1Shej
"I'm going to take that as a yes," she whispered, almost tantalizingly, in his ear allowing her arms to loop around his neck.648Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡF0MD0JPfuG
He lifted one hand from her waist to her cheek and caressed it softly. Soon, he found himself using that hand to angle her chin allowing him to connect his lips with hers. Her response to his touch was like a raging inferno; the more fuel he supplied the hotter and faster she seemed to burn.648Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ8NxclXtdC1
When he finally pulled away, he was equally as breathless as her. They watched each other silently as their chests heaved in sync.648Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡk4koREmsUR
"I think that sounds like a good idea," Clint said, a broad grin spreading across his face.648Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡUEHfN0AS25
Natasha nodded and out of nowhere her right fist jutted out, swinging towards Clint's jaw. At the last moment he leant back, grabbing the fist and driving her arm back sharply.648Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡxw9XsbPFrQ
"Lesson 1: never let your guard down," she said, dropping her arm to her side.648Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡRIvOdj5vIC
"I see, although I would appreciate it if you made it even remotely clear when you're going to attack me."648Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡKQmI34fqXa
"That's no fun," she replied, giving Clint a wink.648Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡO9b9LPSOKf
She lowered her body almost to the ground in a position that looked like that which a sprinter might go into before a starting gun was fired. She then launched herself at him and he caught her by the waist in mid-air. He brought her toppling down upon him and then flipped her over, pinning her arms above her head.648Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡVrqS6JDWSC
He smiled down at her. "You know I rather like being stronger than someone for once."648Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡM25JfEP9jH
"You're stronger but seemingly not as clever," she said, hooking her legs around his waist and flipping them over yet again so that she was straddling him. When she noticed his defensively raised hands, she laughed. "I'm not going to hit you, don't worry; I wouldn't want to leave a bruise on your pretty face."648Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡWdvh29Qmog
"Pretty huh?" he asked, lowering his hands and raising an eyebrow.648Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡG3GURttr4d
"No, beautiful," she murmured in response leaning down to kiss him again.648Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡPoV8NZ7HHY
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