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"I just wanna sleep, please!" The redhead whined as her super soldier blonde took a second slice of pizza, moving it to her lips. "Come on, just this and I'll let you go" She press her lips to a thin line and turned her face away "You promised me if I wait for the pizza you'd carry me here but you didn't. I won't trust you!"

Steve smiled "What if I make it up to you by carrying you to bed?"

She gave him a side look, then turned around and took the pizza from him, trying hard not to pay attention to the victorious smile on his face. He took a slice himself, biting hungrily as he hadn't had much to eat for lunch while working with Tony. She watched him inhale his slice and reach for the next while she was hardly halfway through with hers, making her smile.

"What?" He asked as he swallowed. "Nothing. I just enjoy watching you eat like this"

"Like what?"

"Like a little boy at his birthday party."

Steve chuckled "Birthday party? Really?" She nodded "Yeah. Happy and joyful."

He scooted closer to her, wrapping an arm around her shoulders as he settled his slice back in the box. "I didn't use to enjoy eating you know." She tilted her head, eyes asking him what he meant.

"When I woke up from the ice, it all felt weird and every time I'd do something pleasant, I'd feel guilty. I remembered everyone who wasn't here to enjoy them and most of all, I missed doing things with Bucky." Natasha's eyes softened at his words, her free hand reaching up to cup his cheek. "Then we became partners." He beamed at her "and you tried everything you could, just to help me adjust to this time" he brushed his lips to her temple "and I started enjoying my life here." She felt herself relax and nestle on his chest, her head tilted and buried in the crook of his neck as he ran his fingers in her hair, chin resting on her head letting him inhale her scent.

"I never thought I'd get this" She mumbled. He tightened his hold around her, letting his other hand slip down to her neck, curling his fingers around its base. He wanted to show her he was there, he was strong and supportive and protective of her.

To Natasha, he was showing her she was his, it felt possessive and she enjoyed it. She wanted to feel she belonged to someone, that she was wanted, needed. Loved.

"Hmmf" She let out a muffled sound as he curled one arm under her knees and the other around her torso, gently pulling her to his laps and stood up. "I promised you I'd take you to bed." She smiled "But I need to brush my teeth" he nodded, walking to the bedroom and straight to the bathroom "then I'll be waiting for you here." He grinned at her as he helped her stand on her own and walked in the bathroom; but just before closing the door, she turned around "Steve, you should finish your dinner" He shook his head "I'm fine."

"Steve, you didn't get to eat much and you have to take antibiotics after each meal. Go finish the pizza." He shook his head to protest. "I won't fall sleep before you join me in bed, ok?" He wasn't sure yet but the urge to finish his meal was stronger than he'd thought, causing him to nod and walk back to the living room.

Steve wasn't sure about letting Natasha go to sleep that early. She wasn't one to always have the best night rests, and he was afraid she would soon wake up with a nightmare, causing her to stay awake the rest of the night. He took the slice he'd half eaten before and finished it, his hearing focused on any sound coming from the bedroom. Just as he took the next slice, he heard the bathroom door open and that made him chew faster, wanting to get in the bedroom before Natasha would fall sleep but to his surprise, she walked out and headed to the door.

"Um, Nat?" He asked confused. She turned around to offer him a reassuring smile "I need to change, I'll be back." He shook his head "But you can wear one of my shirts". Her lips still held her smile "I thought you wouldn't want me stealing your clothes now that you're back" He laughed "I love it when you do that" making Natasha blush, her heart fluttering a beat "Ok then soldier." She purred as she swayed her hips, walking back to his bedroom, making Steve gulp.

"What was that?" He whisper shouted, not sure if he really wanted an answer or not. He stood up, taking the pizza box to the kitchen and placing it in the fridge and filled a glass of water and took his antibiotics, gulping them down with the water. Then he walked to his bedroom, feeling his throat dry as his eyes fell on Natasha who was sitting on the edge of the bed, scrolling through her phone.

"You know, Fury told me to meet him around nine, but I still don't know what exactly he wants me to do!" She murmured, her focus on the phone. When she didn't get any answers, she looked up to find Steve staring at her.

Steve's eyes moved from her red curls to her neck and shoulders that his shirt did a very poor job at covering with one side generously at display while the other was hanging above the edge of her shoulder. Then his ocean blue eyes fell down to her almost entirely bare tights and the milky skin that would trigger his senses at anytime.

"Steve!"

He was pulled out of his thoughts "Huh?"

"You ok?" She asked him confused. Natasha, too, was deep in thoughts and failed to recognize his hungry gaze.

"Yeah, yeah" he nodded and walked to her, leaning down to linger his lips on her hair, "What was it you were saying?"

"Fury" she replied with her head resting on his torso as he was standing in front of her "He didn't say what or who exactly he wanted me to deal with" Steve hummed "You wanna call and ask?" Natasha shook her head as she pulled back "Nope. I just wanna get some rest" she mumbled as she leaned back on the bed with her eyes fixed on the soldier "And I want you to join me" He grinned "I'd love that. Just let me brush and change." She nodded, her eyes already warming up to the idea of falling sleep in Steve's warm embrace. She closed her eyes, feeling too exhausted and tired for a normal day as it had been but she was overall happy about her situation with Steve to put more thoughts on it.

Feeling the mattress shift underneath her, she opened her eyes to meet Steve's eyes staring at her "What?" She asked with a soft tone while rolling to her side; wondering why he was laying on his back instead of engulfing her as he always would, even towards the end of their undercover mission and before they were even an item. Steve stretched out his arm to her side and she happily rested her head on his bicep. "I can't roll to my side, Nat. Ribs still hurt." Her lips shaped an 'O' as she scooted closer to him and buried her head in his side, afraid to put any weight on his chest "I actually forgot you were just released from hospital yesterday." She murmured apologetically. He caressed her hair with one hand, his fingers massaging her scalp as the other curled around her waist "It's fine, don't really feel them. But I can't put my weight on them either." Natasha hummed in his touch, her eyes all warmed up and slowly drifting to sleep.

Steve watched her breathing calm down, her body relax and soon she was fast sleep with a soft smile spread over her face. He even doubted she would wake up in the middle of the night; seeing how at peace she seemed to be. He didn't realize when he fell sleep himself but when his eyes fluttered apart, he was met with warm rays of early sunshine spread over them and the clock on the nightstand told him it was only six but still one or two hours later that their usual waking routine. He smiled as he realized they had both been sleep the entire night. His long slumber was an after affect of his medicine but Natasha, she was just peacefully sleep. It did seem odd that the woman who would always wake up after four hours sleep, tops, had been sleep for seven hours straight; but seeing her breathing was steady, she didn't seem to have a fever and her face was still calm and relaxed that told him she was fine and nothing was there to be concerned about. He tilted his head, admiring her red curls that were spread on his arm and torso. She had scooted closer to him in her sleep, her head was now resting on his chest. Unconsciously, his hand moved up to let his fingers intertwine with her curls, the other drawing random circles on the showing skin of her shoulders.

"What time is it?"

Steve was slightly startled with Natasha's low raspy mumbling. He looked down to find her eyes still closed and his lips ghosted a smirk "I'd say it's pretty late for you" she let out a muffled grunt while snuggling closer to the blonde soldier, making it obvious she couldn't care less. "You have that thing with Fury coming up" he whispered softly. Natasha let out a chain of harsh words all unknown to Steve and he assumed she was cursing in Russian to which he was amused "That's hot!" He blurted out and Natasha's eyes shot open at the spoken words "What?" She cried out, her voice cracking to laughter.

He blushed pink but she didn't care. She pulled herself up, brushing her lips to his "You like me like that, Captain?" She purred seductively, making the man blush harder and she knew what to say to make his knees shake from then on. "Nat, we've gotta get down." He murmured. "What happened to you're wild oats?" She asked, seduction still present. Steve took a deep breath as she adjusted herself on his torso, leaning down to plant a trail of kisses on his neck.

"Nat" he groaned "We've got training". Natasha grunted at the reminder, burying her head in his chest "None of them are gonna show up anyway". Steve smiled at her nagging but pushed himself up to a seating position with Natasha now on his laps. "But we've gotta be there." He spoke sweetly.

The early training was a routine for both of them; but Steve had came up with the idea of having others join them in the gyms, that is if they wanted. So whenever their captain was at the avengers' building, he'd be in the gyms in the mornings, just in case any of their teammates wanted extra training. Every now and then, Wanda and Vision would join them but that wouldn't happen that frequently, so it would be Steve and Natasha who would usually end their morning work out with a short spar that Natasha was always looking forward to.

Natasha, whilst groaning under her breath, stood up from his laps to change into a pair of black sports bra and leggings while Steve watched her, wondering when she'd gotten change of clothes in his room and having just realized she had snuck in some clothes in his closet; it took him a few more minutes to get up and change to one of his muscle hugging white tank tops and khakis as well. "Why don't you ever wear anything else for training?" Natasha's husky voice reached him just before her arms curled around his torso. "It's what I started with. Gives me a familiar feeling." He told her as he placed a hand on hers, his thumb brushing over her knuckles. She hummed and then pulled away, making Steve turn to face her. "Let's get this over with." She walked ahead of him while he followed, wearing a smile "Breakfast first!". She nodded, not caring to look at him "Of course".

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"I'm gonna go shower" Steve called out to Natasha who was trying her moves on the new dummies Tony had build. As a result of their fool night sleep, they had less time to train and couldn't spar but thanks to Tony's new tech, Natasha didn't really mind. They had a memory field of every one of them that would predict their movements, increase the pressure on the next spot they would normally attack. The main idea was to intrigue them change their patterns and Natasha was enjoying it very much. "Ok" she called back with her focus still on the dummy.

Steve walked to the lockers, pulled out a towel and walked to men's shower room. A room with five shower boxes and clean towels hanging on the wall hangers just as the women's shower room. While designing the place, Natasha had been the only female of the team at the time but Tony had made sure to make her as comfortable as possible; giving her the exact luxurious of every other guy in the building. So when Wanda came along and Pepper started spending more time, everything fell in place right.

Steve stepped in one of the showers, getting out of his clothes and placing them on the hangers on the wall. He started the shower, the warm water washing over his muscles and he let out a moan in relief; the water giving him the perfect massage and helping him relax his body and mind.

That was until he hear a tickling sound and his head perked up to see who it was, only to find Natasha walking to the box he was occupying while pulling her sports bra over her head and dropping it on the floor. "Nat" he breathed out, feeling himself stiffening "What are you doing?" He asked as she stepped in the box, her sneakers and leggings left behind her on the floor and a coy smile plastered over her face. "What do you think I'm doing?" She purred as she leaned up to brush her lips on his jaw, her fingers ghosting over his abs; causing the soldier to grunt in his throat. "Fuck; that's sexy" Natasha mumbled with her lips planting wet kisses to his throat; not knowing if the shower would let Steve feel their wetness or not but the desperate moan escaping his lips told her she was doing it right; just as always.

Steve could feel his erection growing by every touch and murmured "Someone could walk in" even he couldn't tell if it was meant to stop her or not; the neediness and want taking over his morals with Natasha's lips now sucking on his earlobe. "It's locked" she whispered to his ear with her tongue licking the earlobe. "We should be fast though; we've got places to be" she continued but Steve failed to register when her fingers curled on the base of his hard member; crying out a groan and arching forward when her curled hand moved to it's head. "Tasha" he moaned out and she knew he was in her pawn whenever he'd call her by that nickname. "Hmm, should I stop?" Once again her lips were sucking on his earlobe. "Please don't" his voice was broken in a moan when her thumb brushed over his head and lips were sucking on his pulse. Steve felt himself getting lost in her touches and he wanted nothing but more. Much, much more.

His hands grasped her waist and Natasha was pushed to the wall just next to the shower and Steve's length was pressed to her already wet entrance "Ooh, someone's horny" she chuckled and her legs wrapped around his waist to give him better access. Steve pressed his lips to her pulse and turned her chuckle to a moan when he sucked hungrily on her sweet spot "We don't have all day" she growled and rolled her hips on his erection. Steve laced their lips in a sloppy kiss, his hand lining him up with her and with one fast motion he was buried deep inside her with all his length. "Shit" Natasha cried out loud and her hips bucked up; taking him further in as if it were even possible. Steve started thrusting until he fell in a satisfying rhythm. The sound of skin slamming and their moans were the only thing to be heard while Steve's lips were sucking on her rigid nipples one at a time and Natasha could only moan and tug at his hair; encouraging him to keep going.

"Steve" she moaned as his thrusting fastened "I- I need to" she couldn't get the full sentence out; being cut with her own moans. She moved one hand to where they where joined, her fingers massaging the bundle of nerves and Steve was eager to take the credit, pushing her hand away and his thumb was pressed to her clit, drawing rough circles and making the redhead tremble with joy as she hit her climax in the most intense state she had ever experienced; leaving her in shock when she took in a sharp breath and her entire body tensed. Steve followed her orgasm and his head was soon buried in her neck, lips pressed to the dog tags resting on the base of her neck.

"This was amazing" He whispered, still mesmerized. Natasha took longer to gain control, still panting with her legs loosely curled around his waist and hands around his neck "It was the best" she breathed out.

Steve, his hands holding her tightly, pulled back to look her directly in the eyes "Best?" He asked, not sure if he was more proud or surprised. "Hmm" she hummed and let her eyes flutter close when he started planting soft kisses on her jaw and neck, nibbling his was to her ruby lips.

Unwillingly, she pulled away, looking at him softly "As much as I want this to last forever; we've got places to be". Steve growled "You're just torturing me; aren't you?" Natasha untangled herself from his hold to stand on her own, her back leaning against the wall as she was trapped between Steve and the cold surface "You have no idea how much I want to skip everything and just stay here." She mumbled more to herself than him; feeling a warm sensation wash over her; warmer than the hot water of the still running shower as she realized how much she meant it and how much he was changing her. Natasha wasn't one to stay away from the field and was always after more. Wanting to stay away just to get more time with Steve was warming her heart. The idea of having the chance to feel what others got to feel, to have it all and actually get to embrace it melted her heart; causing her to lean forward and capture the captain's lips with hers in a soft kiss.

She showed him her vulnerability and he felt it in the slow movements. He let her have her moment, take all the control she wanted and pull away when she felt the need to take a deep breath and shake her head with a soft chuckle "You're breaking all my walls". Steve smiled sweetly "It's about damn time you'd let me in, don't you think?"

She smirked slyly "You've already been in; Captain!" Getting a dark shadow of red to spread over Steve's cheeks. "Take your time, soldier." She whispered while pulling away and walking out the shower box. "Nat" He called after her.

"Told you, places to be" His eyes widened "You're not even dressed." She looked back at him over her shoulder while reaching up to grab a clean towel from the wall and wrapped it around her, covering her from torso to mid thighs and walked out with feather like steps.

Steve inhaled sharply, thinking of all the scenarios that could have just happened and got them captured by their teammates but decided not to let it get to him and let his mind wonder to the bliss they had shared; Natasha's touch and her kiss;the ways of understanding without speaking a single word they had developed. He felt his heart warming up and let the water wash over him; his eyes closed and his lips shaping a genuine smile.

Natasha didn't take much longer to take a quick shower in the girls shower room; leaving the locker room before Steve was done with his shower and headed to his room to get dressed in a casual tank top, leather jeans and jacket. Her fingers toyed with the dog tags, wondering how much of a risk it would be if anyone at SHIELD saw them. She let out a sight and pulled them over her head, placing them on the nightstand. Before stepping away, she decided it wouldn't look nice to Steve to find them there, so she wrote a note, telling him why she couldn't wear them, but also letting him know if they're not there when she gets back, he would be spending the whole week on the couch. Then she stepped out his bedroom, apartment to the elevator and down all the way to the garage. Her Chevrolet was waiting for their ride.