Re: In Person: Bucky B/Natasha R
[If there'd been an interruption, Natasha's own gun was tucked into the back of her jeans and she could handle it without getting up from the couch. But that wasn't anything to consider at the moment. If the gentle touch of metal on material surprised her, it didn't show even as she shifted just a little closer. When the kiss was broken, she gave a faint, ironic chuckle at his words.
Before she replied, Natasha nuzzled his jawline with her cheek ever so slightly so that she could brush her nose against his ear and murmur softly] I know. [It wasn't a surprise, not to her. What did surprise her was that this didn't feel like a job, like she was in someone else's skin. This, for once, was all her.] I may end up breaking your heart... [She added it quietly, a moment later as a deep insecurity in her own ability to commit surfaced.] It's what I do, James.