Her entire body tenses when she feels him hold her tighter. Natasha has no idea what's happening, but she doesn't fight him. She doesn't want to fight him. She's just as confused, afraid and uncertain of everything as he is. Nothing will ever be the same after what Loki did and doubtlessly will do. Who they are, who they'll all need to become to fight this, no one knows. Everything is changing so fast.
Except him. Tasha can't help but think Phil's the only person who hasn't done something that completely caught her off guard or shocked her in all this mess.
Until....
Natasha freezes even more (if that's possible) the moment his lips hit hers, but it only takes a second before she feels like she's more relaxed than she can remember feeling in a very long time. Something about that familiarity, the comfort and safety of him being...him nearly knocks her off her feet. She kisses him back, pressing her lips and her body hard against him as though she feels she has some right to do it. It only lasts for a few moments before her mind starts screaming at her. Tasha jerks her head away, eyes darting wildly around his face until she locks her eyes on his. "I..." She stumbles and stutters, her breathing like she's been running for her life and finally stopped. "Uh..." She has no idea what just happened. He kissed her. Phil Coulson fucking kissed her and...
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Except him. Tasha can't help but think Phil's the only person who hasn't done something that completely caught her off guard or shocked her in all this mess.
Until....
Natasha freezes even more (if that's possible) the moment his lips hit hers, but it only takes a second before she feels like she's more relaxed than she can remember feeling in a very long time. Something about that familiarity, the comfort and safety of him being...him nearly knocks her off her feet. She kisses him back, pressing her lips and her body hard against him as though she feels she has some right to do it. It only lasts for a few moments before her mind starts screaming at her. Tasha jerks her head away, eyes darting wildly around his face until she locks her eyes on his. "I..." She stumbles and stutters, her breathing like she's been running for her life and finally stopped. "Uh..." She has no idea what just happened. He kissed her. Phil Coulson fucking kissed her and...
God damn, it felt so good she forgot how to talk.