Ooo, again with the taunt tension running all the way through this scene, sooo good. I love that Clint draws a dinstinction between types of waiting and how he doesn't mind Natasha watching him, and how she can learn to mimic so easily from watching, so deadly the Black Widow is. I adore this line and the sentiment behind it: If Natasha said it, must be the way to go. and I love that if she relaxed in his arms Clint would be alarmed, he knows her so well, and he like what he knows, he doesn't need her to be relaxed or anything, just herself. Fantastic fic once again :D