"Well you were captured so that I could make sure Clint killed you and so you don't try break the control I have over him too soon." The god was smirking darkly. He really was determined that Clint would kill her.
He knew he was rather bored as one reason for all of this.

"I want him broken before I kill him, what better way than having him kill you, I know how much you mean to him," There was an unsettling smile on his face.
"When I am done with both of you, he will probably beg me to kill him."
Clint looked darkly at her, he was still awaiting for what he had to do. He had a feeling that Loki didn't want him to kill her just yet. The man was patient though. 
He heard Loki tell him not quite yet. He walked up to Natasha. There was part of him that was trying to fight her influence but he couldn't. "Soon Natasha, soon," Clint smirked. There was a look in his eyes that really wasn't him.