The kiss was the perfect answer, and Natasha closed her eyes and melted into his touch. When he pulled away and wiped a bit of sauce from her face that she hadn’t noticed was there, she caught his hand between hers.

“You just like the idea of rubbing off on me,” she said, smirking a little before bringing his thumb to her lips so she could suck the spot of sauce from his skin. Of course she did so in the most deliberate way possible, though her face was a mask of innocence when she was done. “We’re missing the film...”