Time
Goes by as day and nights are turning into years
But I'm lying in your arms
It's the place
Where I know that I am closest to your heart
Where the dark is torn apart.

-Amaranthine, Amaranthe

~X~

Natasha wiped the loose strands of hair from her forehead and let her body fall to the bed heavily. She struggled to make her breathing even again, to regain consciousness after such an ecstatic state as the one she had been in a few seconds before. It was only supposed to be one time, but he was just so addicting that she lost all control.

She turned to face him, but when her eyes met his, she found that his visage, always so serene and tender now reflected uneasiness, and, maybe even a hint of fear. Natasha knew that expression, Steve was about to spill out some truly bad news.

"What is it, Steve?"

"We didn't use any protection." He muttered, his voice was a fain whisper.

"You're right." Natasha rolled to the edge of the bed and sat with her feet hanging for the side, she sighed and then stood, her bare back facing him.

"And you think nothing of it?"

She shrugged.

"How come?"

"I didn't really want to land this bomb so soon, but I guess I can't help it." Natasha walked around the bedroom and sat by his side, she touched his hand lightly.

"What is it?" He sat.

Natasha allowed herself a moment to admire him, his messed hair, his flushed cheeks, the exposed upper body and the small hint of what the lower half of his body was.

"Steve, I can't have kids."

He stopped, perhaps only before her eyes, but her heart thumped on her chest, hitting her ribcage hard.

"I don't know why, it's some sort of side effect of the serum I took, I've tried it already, the results weren't good, not on the slightest."

Steve just stared, Natasha knew how hard he was trying not to show the relief he felt, she would feel that way too, they didn't have structure to bring a baby into the world, they hadn't even settled yet. She wasn't angry at him, nor was she sad about his reaction, she was sad because the one dream she had – of building a family – she would never be able to do. The choice was taken away from her.

He wrapped his arms around her and hugged her, pressing her small body against his chest. He planted a kiss on her forehead. She could hear his heart. For a moment she closed her eyes before looking at him before saying.

"I'm having a shower."

"Mind if I join you?"

Natasha stood and made her way towards the bathroom, glancing over her shoulder and smiling playfully when she reached the frame of the door, "Feel free."

She walked into the bathroom and turned on the hot water, the steam started to rise up and, even with the water that hit the ground making a loud noise she could hear his footstep. Natasha entered the shower and felt the water warm up her body, making her muscles relax. Steve joined her.

For a moment, they just stared at each other, she didn't believe that they were actually doing that, Steve was getting bolder as time passed, she almost didn't see the innocent boy of before. But then she kissed him, and he kissed her back, hungrily. His hand went to her butt, he grasped it and she laughed lightly into the kiss. He pressed her back against the glass and she reached for a small bottle.

"What's that?" He asked, but she never answered. She uncapped it and put a small quantity of the translucent gel on her hand rubbing them together before doing that on his dick. Steve groaned.

Natasha continued the foreplay, long and slow strokes. He placed one of his hands against the glass gritting his teeth and letting out small breathless moans. Before anything else, she was teasing him. Getting a better grip, her strokes became harder and faster, he pulsated in her hand, after a while, his warm cum mixed with the water, creating a slick mix.

She grinned. He pressed his body against her back, her face pressed against the glass. Both of his hands had a steel grip on her waist when he entered her, making her shudder and moan, her nails scratched the glass as he moved her hips to meet his. Natasha arched her back and felt Steve kiss her neck, one of his hands left her hip and massaged her clit, a move she didn't expect, she moved her hips and archer her back, humping against him, feeling him against her thighs. His touch on her overly sensitive skin sent electric waves through her body, she moaned.

Steve entered her and she melted in his arms, for a second, they stood like that, waiting for their bodies to get accustomed to each other, to be ready. Natasha felt him harden inside her and her muscles contracted, a small gasp left her mouth. He started to move, slow and the mix of the warm water against her skin and his touch made it all even more erotic. He devoured her neck, her exposed skin leaving red marks, claiming her even though there was no need for him to do such thing. Natasha couldn't touch him, she couldn't see him and, at the same time she felt it frustrating, it was also different, in a good way. He was finally learning to take control. Yet those thoughts only crossed her mind later for then, she couldn't focus on anything. Her mind was hazy, she couldn't join syllables to make words, all that left her parted lips were moans of pleasure. Natasha closed her eyes, her walls tightened around him, he groaned on her ear, a sound primal and deliciously hoarse, that was when she came.

But he wasn't done yet, his thrusts continued even as she panted, gasping for air, then his grip tightened on her and, in one powerful and swift motion he finished, cumming inside of her. The feeling of the hot thick liquid inside her, made her knees weak with pleasure, had he not been there, she might have fallen. For a moment, they didn't move, just stood there, before Steve took a step back.

Now free, she turned to face him, he was flushed and looked almost embarrassed. She wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed him gently. He smiled at her.

Natasha felt weirdly happy, it was a sensation she would have to get used to. He felt his strong embrace around her and she buried her face in his chest. Then she kissed the skin exposed to her before bitting it lightly.

"Nat!" He gasped.

"What?" She asked, innocent eyes gazing up at him.

"You just bit me."

"Yeah, once, but you did it enough times for to have to wear a turtleneck for the rest of the year." She laughed.

He laughed and both of their sweet voices ringing in the air.