Bruce Nat night at farmhouse
Bruce sighed feeling Natasha curl against his chest as she slept but it was only several long minutes later did he realize she wasn't wearing her pajama shirt as she had been earlier nor was she wearing a bra. With growing nerves and slight flashes of pleasure did he realize that they were now laying skin to skin seeing as he had removed his shirt earlier in the night so he wouldn't overheat from the warmth repressing his emotions created when he concluded that he and Natasha would share a room together for the night.
He had of course offered to sleep on the floor while she had the bed but she had just given him one of her unreadable looks with a hint of a half-smile as she rolled her eyes and patted the empty space beside her. She had held his eyes until he relented and got up to join her.
Bruce groaned low as Natasha's eyes opened and she smiled at him laying out over him completely as she pulled the blankets and the sheet over them as she pressed her forehead to his covering his mouth with her hand. "I want us to talk and I want you to listen and not to interrupt okay?" she asked not moving her hand from is place over his mouth. Bruce only watched her once hand moving to her back the other to her hip holding her lightly against him trying to remember why he wasn't protesting her current position over him with nothing between them but skin and a thin layer of perspiration as her free hand played in his hair.
"You sure you still want to run with it and disappear with me when this is all over?" she asked in a low purr as the Hulk shifted in the back of his mind as Bruce's pulse sped up amazed that he'd even managed to get that far without the Hulk bursting out and roaring for a fight as her fingers threaded deeper into his hair. "Shhh, easy Big Guy it was only a question." She continued still in that low hum of a tone as she trailed her fingers along the pulse point of his neck soothingly seeing the flecks of green mixing with the deep chocolate color that was Bruce Banner's eyes as Hulk quieted in his mind as he stared into Natasha's eyes.
"It's alright Big Guy. The sun's real low and its okay." She whispered to him seeing the second thought scrolling behind his eyes even as he nodded a yes in reply to her question before he closed his eyes as she stroked down his pulse point lightly. "Good." She whispered she wasn't going to push him it had to be his choice.
Bruce opened his eyes slowly looking up at her with a low burning need Natasha recognized easily "I don't want to miss another window…" Bruce started holding her eyes as his hands smoothed down the covers along her back caressing her throw the fabric "I want us to disappear." He murmured huskily leaning up to press his lips against hers gently while her fingers stroked along his pulse point as Bruce instinctively aligned his hips with hers.
Natasha let out a soft sigh as he moved up while she moved down onto him until they were totally one. Her hand stayed over his mouth muffling the strangled sound when Bruce moaned so it couldn't be heard through the walls as Bruce started rocking his hips with hers matching the speed of Natasha's fingers against his wrist.