#I have so many chores to finish though too so like need a service sub to come take care of those mindless little tasks for me so I can focu

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Hi I would like to kneel at your feet and rest my head on your knee and listen to you talk about your day

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hi I would like that very much 🥺 you can just sit mindlessly while I pet you and vent to you. of course I would be able to see that there are no thoughts behind your eyes and if I wanted to I could punish you for ignoring me. or if I really wanted to be mean I could ask you if you have been listening, forcing you to lie and get punished or forcing you to admit how dumb you are for me.

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Genderbent!Clint just recruited to S.H.I.E.L.D and/or the Avengers is Fury's sub. Due to having not the best life, Clint thinks being a sub is equal to slavery/forced prostitution. Fury eventually finding out about Clint's viewpoint and proving her wrong. Please include (if you choose to do this) light angst, some whump, and a lot of comfort. Please exclude sex, and smut. Thank you in advance if you choose to write based of this prompt/request

Sorry for taking so long anon!!

Hope this is what you were looking for : )

Read it here at: First Mate Barton or under the link

Clara Barton was firmly not shaking in her size 6 boots. She wasn't. That would prove to them that she was scared. 

Clara was never scared. 

She could, however, admit to some reservations about the latest venture that had been thrust upon her. 

She stared up at the big, nondescript building. If anyone were to look at it, they would automatically assume it was some sort of office building. But it wasn't...

Oh no, this was the headquarters to Clara's newest masters. 

S.H.I.E.L.D.

They had captured her two weeks ago in Kazakhstan, offered her a deal. Work for them, or go to jail. She had chosen the lesser of two evils. She knew who she was, what she had done in life... Jail would, not be pretty. 

At least here she might have a chance. Maybe they would pair her with someone nicer, who wouldn't beat her all the time. That would be nice. Though she may have to prove herself first before she was paired with someone nice. 

It wouldn't be the first time she would have to prove herself. 

"Well, it's now or never" She murmured to herself, squaring back her shoulders. 

She strode into the building, and never looked back. 

  *******

"You wanted to see me?"

Fury grunted, waving Phil Coulson (his right hand man) into his office. "Pop a squat"

Phil sighed and settled into the seat, "What's up?"

Fury pursed his lips, leaning back in his chair. "You know our new recruit?"

"Barton? Yeah, I've done a few missions with her..." Phil Coulson said slowly. "...Why?"

"Tell me about her"

Coulson took a moment, tapping his fingers against his thigh. 

Fury knew that wasn't a good sign. 

Coulson was a master poker player, and has given a smirk while being on his fifth hour of torture. If he was tapping his fingers? That was a bad sign. 

"Cheese?" Fury prompted again. 

Coulson sighed, "She's... different"

Fury's eyebrow raised, "Expound on that"

Coulson leaned forward, looking Fury in the eye. "Just between us?"

Fury grunted in agreement.

Coulson sighed again, rubbing at his forehead. "She's a sub, right?"

"That's what her file says"

"Did anyone ever explain to her the rules with subs?"

Fury sat forward quickly, "What does that mean?"

Coulson leaned forward as well, "She acts like... I don't... I don't know how to put it"

"Just spit it out Cheese"

Coulson grimaced, "I have nothing concrete right now, that's the problem. But I don't think anyone told her that being a sub here wasn't like being a sub in jail..."

Fury's eye narrowed, "You think she's using her body to get what she wants?"

Coulson quickly shook his head, "No. I think other Doms are using her to get what they want because she thinks that's how it works here."

Fury's lips tightened together as he leaned back in his chair, "That's a heavy accusation."

"I know. That's why I need to try and get some proof. If you make me her S.O., I'll have the authority to-"

"Consider it done." Fury reached over and slid a file towards Coulson, "I had an inkling something was going wrong. You get me the proof I need Coulson, and get it to me yesterday"

Coulson grabbed the folder, "Consider it done Marcus"

Fury nodded, tipping back in his chair as he looked up to the ceiling. If what Coulson had insinuated, and what Fury had feared was happening was true.... Shit, there was going to be hell to pay. 

S.H.I.E.L.D. was an alphabet agency, for sure, but they didn't play by the same rules as some of the shadier places. They may hire ex-cons or world's most wanted, but they didn't treat them like it. Specially any subs they hired. Subs were treated like everyone else in this damn place, and if you were caught breaking the rules, it was a big fucking deal. Fury hadn't thought he needed to explain it to Clara, that was his mistake. Poor thing probably thinks because this was her only option besides jail, her sub position practically made her a slave to the rest of the doms. Or worse... 

He would kill any Dom that abused that poor girl. That was a promise. 

 *******

Clara felt like she was being dragged to the principal's office. 

Not that she had gone to school enough to know what that feels like... But she's seen movies!!! She knows that this is usually what happens when you get dragged there. She wondered what she did wrong. Did they not like the way she was doing her job? Was she not satisfying the doms enough? Maybe this is a good thing, maybe they're giving her her own Dom!! She wasn't about to complain, but she was getting tired of how many Doms she has had to work with the past couple of months. Most of them weren't very nice to her... Not that she was complaining!

The only Dom who hadn't expected anything from her was the one currently dragging her to Fury's office. She wondered if he had already had a sub. Not that that stopped a lot of Doms, but he seemed like a one person kind of guy. She knew Coulson was a total badass, but he had kind eyes. He had recently been made her S.O., and Clara really really liked him. It wasn't a chore to do anything he asked. He treated her like an equal, which was unusual. He listened to her ideas, and he seemed to always have her back. 

It was nice...

"Stop dragging your feet, you're not in trouble" Coulson finally said after awhile. 

Clara looked up at him, "Then why am I being pulled to Fury's office?"

Coulson sighed, looking down at her. "We just want to talk to you... Okay? I promise it's not anything bad towards you."

Clara frowned, "Oh..."

"Oh indeed, come on. Fury doesn't like to be kept waiting, as much as you aren't in trouble"

"Yessir!"

She followed Coulson until they reached Fury's office, the door opening as soon as they came up on it. 

"Did he hear us coming?" She asked, mostly to herself in wonder. 

"I hear and see all," Fury said from the doorway with a smirk. 

She couldn't help but blush and tuck her head. She shouldn't have said anything, it wasn't her place to. 

Fury looked her over, "Look up" he said softly. 

Clara shot her head up immediately. Was she wrong in doing that too??

"You don't have to keep your eyes down, ever. I hired you for your spunk and tenacity, not your meekness"

Clara blushed again, she didn't really know what was going on. Was he praising her and scolding her? She truly didn't know. 

Fury stepped aside, "Both of you sit down"

"Come on Barton," Coulson said at her side, gently pushing her towards the chairs in front of Fury's large desk. 

She timidly sat down, trying her hardest not to let her knee bounce with anxiety. Coulson had said not to worry, but how could she not?? She was with her C.O. And the Director of SHIELD! Anyone would be nervous about that. 

Fury sat in his chair across from her, looking her over with his one eye. He had a stone cold poker face, one that was almost impossible to read. It made her nervous when she couldn't read someone's facial expressions, couldn't tell their intentions. She didn't mind if they were bad ones, as long as she could tell. Coulson had a poker face too, but never with her. She always say his kind eyes and his smile. She wondered why that was? Maybe they were making Coulson her new Dom. She wasn't attracted to him in that way, but it would be nice to have someone like him for a Dom. Specially after all the Doms she'd been with recently at S.H.I.E.L.D. Not that she was complaining.. She would never complain. Anything would be better than her alternative. 

"Tell me Barton-" Fury said slowly, cutting into her thoughts. She shot her gaze back over to him quickly, trying her hardest to pay attention and not turn her gaze away again. 

"Yessir?" She prompted quietly when he didn't finish his sentence. 

"Tell me what you think being a sub is like here." He finished, leaning back in his chair. 

She shifted her gaze over to Coulson, and then back to Fury. "I'm sorry sir, I don't understand"

"It's a simple question Barton," Fury advised. "I want to know what you think being a sub is supposed to be like here. I want to know what you think the rules are"

Clara gulped, looking over to Coulson. "Have I done something wrong?"

"You haven't Clara, just answer his question for us... Please"

Clara turned back to Fury uncertainly. He didn't look angry, but with that damn poker face, who was for sure? Did she not service enough Doms, was that it? Did she do something incorrectly? They say she's not in trouble, but this certainly seemed like a punishment. 

"Answer the question" Fury prompted again. 

Clara took a deep breath, "Well... Being a sub means I have to do what the Doms tell me to do." She spat out quickly, looking back down at her lap. 

"Expand, please"

Clara gripped at her pants in anxiety, was that not enough for him? "I don't know how else to expand... Sir"

"What have Doms asked you to do?" Coulson asked gently. 

"Lots of things... Sometimes I do reports, or get them food, or sometimes they need-" Clara cut herself off quickly. Other Doms didn't need to know about when she serviced a Dom. That was standard, they shouldn't care about that. 

"Sometimes they need?" Fury said stiffly, sitting forward in his seat. 

Clara could actually tell he was starting to get angry. She wasn't sure was more disconcerting; the emotion, or the lack of it. 

Clara took a deep breath, "Sometimes they need services that only subs can provide... Not that I'm complaining! I would service any Dom you provide me with if it means not having to go to jail. I don't mind doing the extra work, I promise! I-"

"Clara!" Coulson cut her off, setting a hand on her arm. "Take a couple of deep breaths. You're not in trouble. In fact, you're in the least amount of trouble you can be. It's everyone else that we have issues with"

Clara felt her head tilt, "Huh?"

Coulson looked over at Fury, who just sighed. "Coulson, take some notes before you leave. Clara I want names of every Dom here that has taken advantage of you, and what exactly they asked for"

"Taken... advantage?" Clara didn't understand what was going on. 

"We apologize that we never explained the rules to you, but S.H.I.E.L.D. has a very firm no tolerance policy." Coulson said as he pulled out a pad and pen. "Back to when Peggy Carter first started... Doms and Subs are to be treated equally, and any Dom caught trying to coerce or force a sub in any way is severely reprimanded"

Clara felt her face pale as she began to understand. "You mean... I didn't...."

"No, you didn't" Fury finished. "And that will be something I regret for the rest of my days. But don't worry, we're going to make things right"

Clara could feel herself start to tear up, but quickly shut it down. "I'm sorry... I had though that it would be like-"

"We know. And we're sorry we didn't realize until too late. But you will be recompensed for this Clara, and we will make sure it never happens to you or anyone else again" Coulson gave her a smile. 

"Correct. Now let's start from the beginning. Suspect's name, approximate date, the assignment and/or mission, and what happened. Please"

Clara looked at Fury for a moment, taking the man in. She hadn't seen it before but... He had kind eyes too. She nodded and turned to Coulson, "I'm ready"

 ~

Clara was exhausted by the end, but she could tell both Coulson and Fury were pleased with her. That small thing made her happy, despite the last several months that she was coming to terms with. She had been taken advantage of, and now they were letting her take control. It was a hefty feeling. 

Coulson left almost immediately after she had finished, already to start cracking some heads. Fury had requested she stay back, and though she longed to bolt, she stayed put in her chair. 

"Thank you for everything, I know it must pain you to talk about it" Fury said after a few moments of silence. 

Clara shrugged her shoulders, "I thought it was the norm... That's usually the norm..."

Fury grunted, "And that's something we'd like changed too. Your status as a sub or dom should have no bearing on who you are as a person, or how you can contribute to society. Do you think being a sub has made you any less strong? Any less of markswoman?"

Clara was quick to shake her head. Being a sub had nothing to do with that! It was everything else...

"Exactly." Fury leaned forward, "What do you want to get out of S.H.I.E.L.D. Ms. Barton?"

"I'm sorry?"

"What do you want to get out of S.H.I.E.L.D.? What are your goals? Aspirations?" Fury elaborated. "Besides not going to jail" He cut in the moment her mouth opened. 

She quickly shut it, thinking. What did she want out of S.H.I.E.L.D? Out of life?  Clara had never been asked that question before. 

"I want..." Clara huffed, rubbing at her arms. "I want to be happy" she finished, lamely.

Fury looked pensive for a moment, before leaning back in his chair. "I think I can arrange that"

Clara looked confused again, but Fury was quick to dismiss her from his office. 

As she walked back to her small boarding room, she made the assumption that this would be the last time she would ever talk to Director Fury directly. 

 *******

She couldn't have been more wrong. 

In the months following their conversation, Clara could barely walk around a corner without Fury coming up on her. 

It was a very confusing time for Clara. He never wanted to have a full conversation, never asked anything of her. He would just come up on her and place his hand on her back or shoulder, and would ask her how she was doing. Sometimes he would bring her a piece of fruit, or a muffin (her favorite). He watched her sometimes when she was practicing her archery, or when she was in training classes. 

It didn't make her nervous, shockingly. More.. confused? She didn't understand what was going on. She eventually came to the conclusion that he was just watching out for her to make sure no Doms were taking advantage. 

Not that they would ever dare to again. 

There were a couple still waiting to have some of their teeth replaced. 

It was kind of funny to watch them quickly scurry away from her when they passed in the halls. 

Served them right for their behavior!

She found it easier to find her place in S.H.I.E.L.D. without the constant worry of always making sure she was pleasing someone. Without the worry of being sent to jail. She found herself giving real smiles to people, and getting them returned in ten-fold. Coulson had starting joking with her when they passed by in the halls, or over their comms. Something he didn't do much with anyone besides Fury. 

It was... Nice. 

And yet... There was something missing. Some small piece of happiness that she was just aching for. Sometimes that would go away, like when she got to eat her muffins. But  lot of times it just sat like a heavy weight in her stomach. 

But anything was better than the alternative so... She just dealt with it. Dealt with the sinking feeling, dealt with the confusion from Fury, deal with everything. 

 ******

This lasted several months, with Clara being non the wiser of Fury's true intentions. It took taking in the Notorious Black Widow into S.H.I.E.L.D. (against orders, but that was another story), and having her say something before Clara got it. 

"Why does he follow you around like you are his mate or something?" Natasha asked Clara, sitting across from her at the mess hall. S.H.I.E.L.D. had put the other woman in quarantine for a few days, and she had been released early this morning. After doing some paperwork, she had immediately tracked down Clara and stuck by her side for the rest of the day. 

Clara looked confused for a moment, before turning around. "Oh you mean Fury? Yeah he's being doing that for awhile"

"He must care for you a great deal"

Clara shrugged her shoulders, "Nah. He's just making sure no other Doms take advantage of me. It was a big thing when I first started. He and Coulson made sure I knew that subs weren't treated like slaves here. They both felt guilty that it had happened so."

Natasha tilted her head, "And does Coulson follow you around all day too?"

Clara took a bite of her food, and frowned. "No. Why should he?"

"Well if they both feel guilt, why is only Fury following you around? And why for so long? He must surely know by now that nothing is going to happen... So why still do it?" Natasha pointed out, stealing a french fry from Clara's plate. 

Clara was too distracted to notice. She had just become very blatantly aware of something that had passed over her head several times.

 ~

Clara knocked on Fury's door later that night. She knew he was still in his office because he slept about as little as Coulson did. Which was about little to non at all. She didn't know how they did it, she needed at least 7 hours every night to function on non-mission days.

"Come in" Fury called out softly. 

Clara opened the door and shut it softly behind her.

"Clara? To what do I owe this pleasure?" Fury asked from his desk. 

Clara stepped forward until she was standing right in front of him, only his desk separating them. She hesitated, looking down at him from his seat. Even though she was the one above him, he still seemed to tower above her with his very presence. 

"Clara?" He prompted again. 

"Do you like me?" She blurted out. 

Fury blinked (winked? She wasn't sure what it counted as with only one eye), "Pardon?"

Clara flopped down in one of the seats, "Do you like me?" She reiterated. "Not as a person but as.. as... as... like a sub or a mate?" She stammered out quickly. 

Fury paused for a moment, leaning back in his seat. "What makes you think so?"

Clara felt her knee bounce up and down. "Well... I mean.. Everything! You bring me food or gifts, you touch me all the time, you ask me if I'm okay, you're constantly watching me as I train. Plus... Nat thinks you like me" She finished with a grimace.

The silence was deafening. She twitched in her seat for as long as she could, before jumping to her feet. "Okay, I think that was answer enough. Sorry, I just thought today when she told me-" she headed for his door, but was cut off by his hand on her wrist. 

"I do"

She jerked her head around, "Sorry?"

"I do care for you" He said again with a smile. "I have from the beginning. But I didn't want to push you after what happened, so I tried to be subtle... Coulson said I was being too subtle since you never seemed to notice"

Clara winced, "I mean I did notice. I just thought you were making sure Doms weren't taking advantage of me... Sorry, sometimes I don't see the nose in front of my face"

Fury chuckled, pulling her close until she was pressed against his chest. "Don't worry. I know you see better from a distance"

Clara felt herself melt into his chest for a brief moment, before pulling away. "So does that mean....?" she left the question open-ended. 

Fury nodded, "If you wish it.. I would be happy to make you my mate, Barton. My first and only sub"

Clara felt herself blush, wrapping her arms tight around his waist. "I would like that very much" she said against his chest. 

Fury heard her words though and tightened his own arms. "Thank god, I was about to lose my mind."

Clara didn't respond to that, just kept herself tight against him. 

 *******

Many many years later

"Stark why in the hell are you laughing?" Clara said from across the room.

"I just realized, if Fury is a pirate, that makes you his first mate!!"

Everyone else in the room groaned. 

 The End