Aaaaaand, I'm back! Miss me? Ha! Who am I kidding?
She pushed him down onto the bed, kissing him heatedly. Steve flailed for a moment, unsure of where to put his hands, before finally settling them on her back, not nearly as low as she would have liked. Natasha sat up, straddling his waist and bracing her hands on his Chest.
"Nat-Natasha," Steve stuttered, turning the most adorable shade of pink.
"shh." She pressed a finger to his lips , "It's okay, we don't have to if you don't want to."
"It's not that." Steve caught her wrist, pressed a kiss to her pulse-point, "I'm just not used to woman being so…forward."
It's all Natasha can do to keep from laughing as Steve leant up to kiss her.