Natasha smiled against his lips and her stomach fluttered. He was always so concerned for her, so mindful of never doing anything that might upset her, of making sure that she never felt pressured to do anything she didn’t want to, and he deserved such care in return. Although his reply was playful, she could see the truth in his eyes and that was enough.

She tried to do as he asked, to just shut off her brain and give herself over to him. It wasn’t the easiest thing to do, letting him take on all the burden of keeping them afloat, but his hands were so comforting, strong yet gentle, that at least her mind was at ease.

Of course that little display of arousal didn’t hurt either. It definitely egged her on and made her want to see if she could make him react further, a moan catching in her throat as he pressed his teeth against her neck. Keeping one hand on his shoulder, she reached between them with the other to help guide him into her. She wasted no time in sinking down over her, a quiet sigh escaping her lips as she took him all in. For a long moment she paused just there, her tongue lapping at the pulse in his neck, before she adjusted her legs to pull herself even harder against him. No matter how many times they did this it always felt so good to have him inside her, filling her so perfectly like they were made to fit together. “Okay?” she whispered, clenching her muscles around him and focusing on the language of his body.