Soft flesh worked away gently against each other. Tips of tongues dipped gently into entrances. Time was at the couple's mercy, passing without a second thought. The mid Saturday sunlight shone through the clear glass panes. The TV was on in the background, providing a homely soundtrack to the room.

However, the Russian born didn't even consider the building as a home, and if you looked carefully, this was evidently the case. Natasha's apartment was rarely used. This was expected, seeing as she was out on a mission so frequently.

The coasters on the table were covered in a thin layer of dust, no rings from glasses stained onto them. The carpet was spotless and consistent; it had hardly been tread on. Even the walls were in immaculate condition, not a single scuff, mark or scratch was in sight. It was almost eerie how good a state the living space was in.

"I feel like an 18 year old again." Maria stated as she broke the kiss, her forehead still rested against the woman's that straddled her. She smiled tenderly up at the Redhead; their eyes locked together, their lips still touching ever so slightly.

"So is this what normal teenagers get up to on the weekends?" As her hands gently rubbed Maria's sides, Nat smirked. Her deep, jade irises flicked down at Maria's slender frame which lay between Tasha's legs. "Or more importantly is this what you got up to on the weekends?"

A soft, complimenting blush tinged onto the smooth cheeks of Agent Hill. "Why, is someone jealous?" She teased, pressing her pink lips against Natasha's in a quick, passionate kiss. A lively spark glinted in her eye.

"Why would I be jealous? I've got you right where I want you." Natasha replied dominantly, cupping Maria's façade in her hands, returning a kiss with double the passion and intent. "Also, where did you learn all that from last night?"

"My weekends as a teenager at college, of course!" Hill laughed, caressing Nat's hair with her gentle fingertips, letting the luscious curls fall in and out of her digits playfully and purifyingly. "You're not the only one to have been with a girl before, Tasha."

Pulling on her bright red painted lip with her teeth, Natasha exhaled. "Who said anything about me being with a girl before?"

"Oh please, the way you worked so expertly last night. The way you made me feel… I almost believed I was special, for a moment." Maria was solemn.

"You are special!" The Assassin pleaded. "What, you think you were just another assignment? Another mission? I slept with you because it's part of my work? No, it's because you're special. To me."

A wide grin pulled itself across the dainty mouth of the Brunette. "I know, I just wanted to hear it from your lips, not from my brain."

"Huh. And I was worried I hadn't done a good enough job last night, and that I'd have to finish it off now. We wouldn't want that, would we?" She tantalisingly ran her hand down Maria's front, towards her crotch, before returning it to rest on the other's shoulder. "Anyway, so back to your experience with girls." Natasha raised her eyebrows as a cue for Maria to continue.

"There isn't much to tell, so sorry if you were hoping for some raunchy tales of me and the ladies of Shield in the bathrooms during lunch breaks or something, because nothing like that's ever happened. No, it was just the one time. Like I said, back when I was still at college. Studying applied sciences at HW in Chicago. This was before I went into army, which then led me to my work now. So yeah, there was this girl in my class. Blonde." Maria was looking past Nat into the distance, a look of ruminate in her eyes. "She was kinda cute, I guess. We studied a lot together, socialised together. Got close. We ended up dating without realising it, which then lead of course, to us getting intimate, like people do. Then when the end of the college came, we split up. Only because we had to. She was going back to New Jersey and I ended up marching off to the Military. That's it really." Maria looked back into Natasha's eyes and smiled. She could tell from the look on her face that she cared about Maria's passed and was genuinely interested. That's what she loved about Nat. She really seemed to care about her, which is certainly not what Maria had initially expected.

"That's really cute. And applied sciences? My girlfriend's a genius. You'd get along with Stark." Nat leant down as she said this, lying directly next to the other woman on the couch, face to face; they were so close she could feel the soft breath from Maria dancing across her skin.

"Girlfriend?" Maria looked slightly shocked for a second, before returning to her natural expression, her azure eyes not being able to tear away from the glowing emeralds just centimetres in front of her. "I like the sound of that, me being your girlfriend. Genius?" She shook her head slightly, resting her eyelids shut for a short moment. "Nope not at all, whereas Stark is a genius. Plus, I'd never be able to get along with Tony. A: I'd look like I have the intelligence of a child next to him and B: No one gets along with Stark."

Chuckling softly, Natasha's gorgeous lips curved into a beam. "Yeah, that's true. Stark doesn't play well with others." She wrapped her arms around Maria's back, then intertwining the couple's legs together into a loving embrace, her voice dropping in volume as well as becoming much sweeter. "You're my beautiful girlfriend and you can't escape that now."

"That's a good thing." Maria's eyes shut fully as she hummed softly, matching Nat's volume and tone, one hand on the Spy's cheek, the other gently on her hip. "I wouldn't want to escape."

"You say that now, but…" Natasha's spirited voice trailed off, her fingertips drawing circles carefully on Agent Hill's back.

"I do say that now, and I'll say that forever more."

Nat couldn't be bothered to produce another remark, so the two of them sat in silence as the minutes passed by, only the TV and the birds outside creating any form of noise. After some time the Redhead spoke again.

"You know what really annoys me about you? The fact that you're so much more attractive than I."

Maria opened one eye. "Shut up Tasha." Before kissing the woman next to her intensely, not ever wanting to ever stop.

"Как хотите, любовник."