Another one...enjoy!
Opening the door to his bedroom Steve cringed at the slight creak that it created. He really needed to invest in some new door hinges. Once he had opened it just enough to slip by he closed it as slowly as he could. Turning around he let his eyes adjust to the dim lighting of his early morning lit room. Doing his best to tiptoe quietly he moved with the tactical prowess of a special forces solider. Dodging dirty clothes and strewn about newspapers. A quirk that most people didn't know about him was that he kept his room messy. For all of the orders that he constantly had to follow this was his way of keeping some semblance of control over his life. Not that he was complaining, but sometimes it was nice not having to be Captain America. Sometimes he just wanted to be Steve Rodgers; mid-twenties young man out of time.
Looking directly at his bed he locked eyes on his target. Most of his comforter was curled up in a ball, surrounding the light snoring sound of the worlds most dangerous spy. Long scarlet hair peaked out from the top. A lop sided grin grew on his face at the image in front of him. If you would have told him two years ago whenever he was first re-awoken that the person who he was pretty sure could take even him in a fight would be his... He paused. They weren't really dating in the sense of well... She wasn't like any other person that he knew really. Everything about her was a mystery even now. He tried broaching the topic of where they stood in relationship to each other, but that only ended with him flat on his back. Chuckling to himself with any other person that's be a good thing.
Finally moving to his bed he sat down on the edge, feeling the memory foam adjust to his added weight. The curled up ball a few inches away from him shifted. An arm shot out around his waist and dragged him down to a laying position next to it. Groggily a head poked out from underneath the comforter and found its way nestled into the crook of his neck. Steve chuckled at the actions of his partner.
"You laughing at me Cap?"
He rested his chin atop her head and nodded slightly.
"Never would have taken you for a cuddler."
She released a yawn before responding.
"Always preferred taking out targets up close."
He chuckled.
"So the past few months have just been a ploy to take me out?"
Tilting her head up she met his blue eyed gaze.
"It crossed my mind, but then again you always make a good breakfast. So I think I'll let you live a little longer."
He rolled his eyes.
"So grateful Natasha."
She smirked.
"Better be."
She brought her head to to capture his lips. With a tender dance she moved to the side of his mouth gently making her way down to his neck finally ending with a slight nip. She felt him exhale loudly and locked eyes with him. His eyes narrowed only focusing on her lips. Again she smirked before rolling on top of him straddling his waste. As his hands came up to grasp her waste she swiftly caught them mid air; moving them above his head and held his wrists on the head board. Leaning over his body she lowered her head until it was only an inch away from his own. Her lips descended antagonizingly slowly, and as Steve tried to meet them he groaned as she placed a kiss on his forehead. Moving back to a straddling position he glared at her.
"You are complete evil you know that?"
She shrugged and a smile played on her lips.
"Evil..Good... They're both relative aren't they?"
He still lay with a frown on his face.
"Oh come one solider don't give me that."
He turned his head away in a fake pout. Falling to her side she once again lay next to him draping her arm across his broad chest. Searching his gaze she quirked and eyebrow. Finally a slightly smile grew on his face before he pulled her close resting his head atop hers once more.
"Why do I put up with you?"
She shrugged.
"Guess you're just a glutton for a tease."
He smiled tracing his fingers up and down her back.
"Yeah that's probably it."
Natasha closed her eyes in bliss. In all of her years in espionage never did she see this situation as possible. Cozied up next to the most America's greatest hero. As his calloused fingers grazed her back she shivered slightly. If she was honest to herself she knew exactly what he was to her. He was her friend...her partner...her... She stopped herself. Putting labels on it was neither beneficial for him or for her in the long run. They both signed their lives away for the cause of helping others. So moments like right now were to be cherished. Because in the here and now it was just Steve and her. So right now she'd enjoy her little paradise.
