And then she felt it, that soft brush, just barely there enough for it to be accidental, and Natasha stiffened as her breath caught in her throat. Her mind was racing; she wanted it to be accidental. At the same time, she didn't. She had gone down this road before and it only ended in regret and heartbreak, abandonment wasn't something that Natasha could handle again, not because she was particularly weak to it but because it made her disappointed in herself. It was her own fault for putting herself in the position to be abandoned in the first place, but if there was anyone who she knew wouldn't leave her, it was Steve. And that opened a whole slew of different problems.
She almost said them aloud but he didn't give her the chance. Suddenly, she was dragged into him, the space between them closed completely and he was kissing her with a desperation that she had never witnessed from him before. It was enough to shock a small sound out of her, and despite the fact that this was a problem on so many levels, despite the fact that it went against everything she told herself she now stood for... Natasha melted.