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Natasha had always been the kind of girl who was bothered by little things that wouldn't upset a normal person. One of those things, however trivial it may have seems, was the fact Captain America had slept through Star Wars coming out. It bothered her, she wasn't sure why. 

Then again, when it came to Steve, Tasha wasn't sure about a lot of things. 

She gave Steve directions to her place, assuming he wouldn't have a TV or a BluRay player for the super deluxe re-re-re-re-re release of the original trilogy, and cleared both their afternoons  of SHIELD duties with the new 'handler'. That guy didn't ask what she was doing the way Phil would have. Tasha was glad about that because she didn't know what the she was doing either. It just sort of happened and in truth, it was pretty damned exciting. This was coming from a girl who's been an assassin for years. 

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It's not working, and she can't help grinning back at him. Tasha slides one hand out from behind his neck, gently gliding her fingertips down his chest. "If you want to...I'm easy."

Holy shit, she just said that!

"I...mean..." Now Tasha will be burying her face against Steve's chest and hiding.

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Steves brow furrowed for a moment.

"Did you just say....."

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"No. No, I didn't." Tasha mumbles against his chest. Taking a few deep breaths to calm herself before looking up at him, a bright smile masking her embarrasment. She leans up slightly, arching her back so all the right curve curve in all the right places.

"Was that a yes or a no to second base?" She asks innocently.

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Steve looked at her quietly for a moment.

"Do you want to?"

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Do you want to?

In honestly Tasha can't remember the last time a man asked her that, so respectful and sweet. Hell, she can't remember the last time she was that respectful to herself. She frowns resting her head on his chest. "I do, but..." Tasha chuckles again and looks at him sadly. "I don't want to push you, Steve. You're not the kind of man who deserves to be pushed into something you don't want yet."

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Steve reached down and cupped her cheek slightly. "It isn't just about what I want or whats too soon for me, Natasha..."

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"I know." She nuzzles her cheek against his hand, that unexpected feeling of closeness so comforting. "You're good. You're...great. This is all kind of new to me." Taking it slow, getting to know someone before she jumps into bed with them. Giving a damn about them on a deeper level than just what she can get out of them. It's...scary.

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"Then we can take this slow. It's new to both of us."

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Tasha smiles, a flood of relief washing over her. She doesn't want to mess this up, and the fear she will is very real. She turns her head to kiss the hand he has on her cheek. "Maybe we could actually watch the movie now."

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"That sounds like a good idea." He replied with a smile as he brushed his thumb against her skin.