"You'll get up. Even if I have to drag your ass up, you're getting up, you big baby," Natasha replied back, her tone light and teasing. Her arms rested on his, her hands on top of his, as her body relaxed. The angel was glad that he couldn't see her face though (at least, she didn't think he could). She couldn't help but smile and blush at his words and what they meant. She gave his hands a light squeeze, then ran her thumb over his knuckles.
"I'd even drag your ass out of hell just so you could stay with me." There was no teasing in her voice then. Her voice wasn't light, but rather soft and comforting. Her voice held a promise that she knew she'd keep.