"We can't have sex in here," he murmurs on an exhale, settling Natasha firm in his lap while he leans in to kiss her again. God, but he wishes they could because he doesn't remember the last time he was this worked up over a woman. He doesn't even think there have been any since Natasha, actually, other than flirtations that have gone nowhere fast. Steve had tried (and failed) to set him up with Maria over at SHIELD and it had just gone to hell in a handbasket.

"There's a lot between kissing and sex, though, and I'm willing to work out just how far we can push it."