Steve leaned in and captured her lips once more. Natasha eagerly kissed him back, their lips naturally moving together in sync. She wrapped her arms around his neck, pulling herself closer to his body as he moved his hands down to rest on her hips. They only broke the kiss whenever they both needed air.

Steve let out a small puff of air as he let his forehead fall against hers, "you have no idea how long I've been wanting to do that."

Natasha felt a small smile forming on her lips, "well then, what took you so long," she teased.

He chuckled, "just scared, I guess. I didn't want to ruin anything between us if you didn't feel the same."

She ran her fingers through the hair on the back of his head as she leaned in closer to give him a small kiss, "I definitely felt the same way."

Steve hummed, following her lips as she leaned back. He held out his arm for her to curl up against him. He held her close, kissing the top of her head, and playing with small strands of her hair.

"Nat," he said after a few minutes.

"Hmmm?"

"What does this mean for us?" He asked. Natasha could feel his body tense in anticipation of her answer. She pushed herself up onto his lap and gently took his face in her hands.

"What do you want it to mean for us?" She replied.

Steve took in a deep breath, searching her face for some sign of what she wanted him to say, but her expression stayed neutral as she waited for him to respond. He brought his hand up to her hair, running his fingers through it, "I want it to mean that we're going to do this. That you'll let me take you out on a proper date next week. That I'll get to do this as much as I want to," he slowly leaned forward and kissed her, a short but sweet kiss. "If that's okay with you," he added after he pulled away giving her a small smile.

Natasha smiled at him and he felt his heart begin to flutter all over again, "It's more than okay with me."

"Then tomorrow night, I'll take you to dinner and a movie of your choice. How's that sound?"

"Absolutely perfect," Natasha replied, knowing that she was blushing like a schoolgirl.

Steve picked her hand up off of her leg and brought it to his lips to give it a kiss, "Then it's a date, Nat." He flashed her a big smile, loving the way that sounded on his lips.

"It's a date," she echoed.

She leaned in and kissed him before laying her head on his shoulder. She took in the smell of his cologne and smiled. He kissed her on the head, "do you want to say the night tonight?" he asked, "I don't want to let go of you any time soon."

Natasha giggled, "I'd love to stay the night."

"Good" he said, pecking her on the forehead before standing up with her still holding on to him. Natasha squealed.