Summary: Natasha propositions Clint - first because she owes him a debt, then because she wants him; is incredibly attracted to his life and energy - but he won’t fuck her for the hell of it. Eventually, they both realise why.
A/N: For SidheRa, (who writes fic better than I ever can or will); promised to her when we were still having ridiculously long and flaily gmail threads. More notes over at AO3, generally saying the same thing, but I’d love it if you could leave me comments/the like to lemme know what you thought!
From the very beginning they are thesis and antithesis; he is life and good and she is the harbinger of death and evil. He saves her and she feels something inside her resurrect, something a lot like youth and energy, and the short burst leaves when he has to leave her up for SHIELD’s interrogation. Later, she will find that whenever she is around him, the same burst of energy comes back again. She craves it. She craves him.