"Awesome," it was mostly murmured into her skin, his mouth travelling from throat to collarbone and back, fingers finding yet more skin.
It was impossible to really get enough, as well as they learned one another's bodies, as much as they'd mapped out scars and muscles and all the key erogenous areas, there was still something addictive.
And when hands started to wander, and Nat was giving up the game, it was highly indicative that one of them needed to maintain a level head for all of ten minutes. "Okay, we're not doing this on the fucking mat where we can scar Cap for life," although it was a humorous idea. "Showers, c'mon."
Provided he could remove himself from her for long enough.