Avengers:The life of Morgan stark

Chapter 27- Teasing Natasha

Tony observed from the sidelines as Natasha and Steve engaged in a sparring session, their movements fluid and precise. Wanda, Kate, Yelena, Thor, Clint, Rhodey, Sam, Bucky, and Morgan were all gathered in the training room, watching intently.

Natasha moved with grace and precision, her movements a testament to her years of training and experience. Steve matched her skill for skill, his strength and agility evident with each strike and parry. The sound of their blows echoed through the room, filling the air with energy and determination.

As they continued to spar, the other Avengers exchanged looks of admiration and respect. Each of them had their own unique fighting style, but there was something mesmerizing about watching Natasha and Steve in action together.

As Steve removed his shirt, revealing his toned physique, Clint couldn't resist letting out a low whistle, earning a playful elbow jab from Natasha. Tony, always one for a wager, smirked and leaned in to make a bet.

"I bet Natasha can't keep her hands to herself for the rest of the spar," Tony declared with a mischievous glint in his eyes.

Natasha arched an eyebrow, a confident smirk playing on her lips. "You're on," she replied, her gaze fixed on Steve as they resumed their sparring session.

Despite the challenge, Natasha fought with restraint, her focus unwavering as she matched Steve's movements with precision. Tony watched intently, eager to see if Natasha would succumb to the temptation to touch. Meanwhile, Clint and the others exchanged amused glances, fully aware of the playful wager taking place.

As the spar progressed, Natasha's self-control was put to the test, but she remained steadfast, keeping her hands strictly to herself.

Natasha nearly made it through the spar without breaking her resolve, but halfway through, a fleeting moment of weakness overcame her. Hoping nobody noticed, she subtly adjusted her stance, her hand twitching slightly as if longing to reach out to Steve.

However, Clint, ever the observant one, caught the slight falter in Natasha's demeanor. He raised an eyebrow knowingly, a smirk playing on his lips as he watched Natasha's internal struggle. Though he said nothing, his expression hinted at his awareness of her momentary lapse in restraint.

Meanwhile, Natasha quickly regained her composure, seamlessly transitioning back into the spar with renewed focus. Despite her slip-up, she fought fiercely, determined to finish the session strong.

As Steve ramped up his efforts, he began to incorporate subtle flirtation into their sparring session. With a charming smile and a twinkle in his eye, he delivered witty remarks and playful innuendos, aiming to disarm Natasha and break her concentration.

"Come on, Tasha, you know you can't resist me," Steve teased, his voice laced with mock arrogance as he feigned a confident swagger.

Natasha, well aware of Steve's tactics, met his flirtatious advances with a mixture of amusement and determination. "I've resisted you for this long, Rogers. Don't think a few compliments will change that," she retorted, her tone playful yet resolute.

Watching from the sidelines, Tony couldn't resist chiming in with a smirk. "I give it five minutes before someone caves. Any takers?"

Thor, ever the optimist, offered a hearty laugh. "I have faith in Lady Natasha's willpower. She will not succumb to such trivial distractions."

Clint, ever the instigator, couldn't resist adding his own commentary. "Come on, Cap, give it your best shot. Let's see if you can make the Black Widow blush."

Despite Steve's best efforts to distract her with his charm, Natasha remained composed, her responses calculated and her movements precise. She deftly parried his flirtatious remarks, turning them aside with effortless grace.