She kisses him back, pushing herself to her feet as she does so, keeping a hold of him as she moves because if there's one thing she wants, it's to never let him go.
Another day, after a mission of a week without privacy, she'd be more likely to want to keep more to herself. Relax. Put on something stupid on her TV and rest her feet on his lap until she settled enough for conversation. But not after missions where she got shaken. This wasn't a mission, but her ex - Winter - turning up, angry and threatening, and her trying to kill him to protect herself and everyone she loves?
She's shaken.
And they need to talk, but as she kisses him, Natasha decides firmly that conversation can wait.
--
Later, once their clothes are back on and they are lying on the bed, Natasha moves her head from where she'd been resting it on his chest. Slowly, she pulls herself up, sitting back on her feet.
"We should talk," she says, once he's looking at her.
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Date: 2015-01-04 07:17 am (UTC)Another day, after a mission of a week without privacy, she'd be more likely to want to keep more to herself. Relax. Put on something stupid on her TV and rest her feet on his lap until she settled enough for conversation. But not after missions where she got shaken. This wasn't a mission, but her ex - Winter - turning up, angry and threatening, and her trying to kill him to protect herself and everyone she loves?
She's shaken.
And they need to talk, but as she kisses him, Natasha decides firmly that conversation can wait.
--
Later, once their clothes are back on and they are lying on the bed, Natasha moves her head from where she'd been resting it on his chest. Slowly, she pulls herself up, sitting back on her feet.
"We should talk," she says, once he's looking at her.