Chapter 3

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The door slams behind them and Natasha pulls him to her and kisses him. The electricity buzzes in them as the kiss deepens. She pulls him towards the large bed in the door and Clint's heart pounds. He hasn't done this in a while and he's afraid he might be a little rusty. Natasha pulls away for a second to look at him.

"Are you okay?" She asks hesitantly.

"Yeah. I just...I haven't really done this in a while. I'm a little rusty." He admits, blushing a little.

"Relax." She whispers in his ear. "I'll help you." She smiles and pulls back to look at him again. She grabs his shirt and pulls it off, exposing his bare chest. He glances down self-consciously. She kisses him while undoing the zipper in her dress. She pulls away with a small smile and her dress falls to the floor. She kicks off her heels, leaving her in her bra and underwear. His eyes widen slightly as he looks at her. She grins and unzips his pants. She pulls them down then pulls his towards him. He picks her up and kisses her then walks to the bed. They lay down, not breaking kissing. She climbs on top of him. She breaks the kiss and looks at him while pulling off her bra. His eyes widen once again and his mouth opens slightly. She smiles. After a moment he frowns.

"I still don't know that I can trust you. How do I know you won't slit my throat when I fall asleep?" Reality starts to catch up to him, making it hard to breathe. She puts a finger to his lips.

"Clint, I do this to all the guys but only because I have to. I feel something with you, I won't kill you." He still seems hesitant so she places her lips to his. He soon forgets everything.

The next few hours consist of pleasure and ecstasy. They saw sides of each other that they didn't even know where there. It was beautiful but the moment ended too soon.

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