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It's overwhelming and nerve-wracking to be in charge of the New Avengers, or at least be second to Steve. She and her brother were sort of like his lieutenants in this new world order. She watches the exchange with Tony and hopes they'll be okay -- she knows no matter what he's done that Stark means a lot to Steve. And if she's honest, to her as well. Not to mention her own burgeoning interest in Steve's happiness that is inexplicable as it is all-encompassing. All her efforts to take his mind off Peggy for another woman had been thwarted though, and after she'd been forced to use her own feminine wiles on one of the team, well. Maybe she can take a break from matchmaker for a little while and do as he said.

How about a friend?

Her hand brushes his arm on her way past, though she immediately regrets her little quip about them. Steve knows it's how she deals with things she's uncomfortable with. Feelings, friendship, they're all hard for her. She's never trusted anyone outside Nate and Clint, but she's starting to make a place for herself here. A real family. She would never do anything to jeopardize it, maybe especially so with him. Still, she teases him and they bicker because it's how she shows she cares.

"I'm going to make coffee. Come with me?" It isn't really a question, or even a suggestion. If he says no she'll just drag him with her to the kitchen anyway.

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It works just like a charm. Steve is definitely flustered by it. The temptation is there though. He did enjoy it even if she didn't. "Why would you ask for that? I thought you didn't like my kisses." It's hard not to sound offended so he doesn't try to cover it up.

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"When did I say that?" It's too quick, she knows, but in her defense she thought she was just teasing Cap. She didn't think she actually wanted him to kiss her. Now she isn't so sure. "I said you needed practice." Natasha's gaze flickers over his lips again before she can school herself.

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There's a nervous flutter in his stomach. He's not imagining the fact her eyes keep wandering to his mouth, is he? He swallows and forces a reply out. "So what? Are you offering to practice with me?"

It'd be a challenge if it didn't sound like he was ten minutes away from choking.

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Oh my god how is he this precious. She leans back into her chair a bit and tries her best to hide how endeared she is. "Maybe." It's light and unserious in every way. She really means 'yes.' Would that be such a bad thing to say? She rolls the option around, convincing herself not to just kiss him and let the pieces fall where they may. "Who else?" It's actually a good question, right?

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Steve sucks in a breath. He knows he has a million options from Natasha's list. He could probably wander around outside and get a few dates even with the public displeasure with the Avengers. That doesn't mean anything.

He shakes his head. "There's no one else."

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She holds her breath while she waits for the answer despite knowing it already. "I wouldn't be opposed to it," she admits, keeping her dry tone even though it's 100% serious.

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"That's a ringing endorsement." Steve quips. He could leave it there and they would be safe. Everything would be the way it should be. Something inside him begs him not to. Just this once don't let the opportunity slip by, it screams.

Steve finds himself letting go of her hand in favor of getting up. He moves to stand right in front of her, hand resting on Natasha's shoulder as he looks down at her. "Are you positive?" Steve is unquestionably serious.

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A part of her is shocked at him being proactive, but it's only because she practically bullied him to this point. She's been uncharacteristically patient, worried she'd screw this up just as well as her new role with the Avengers. Natasha looks up at him and her heart stutters. It borders on freaking her out before she realizes why she feels this way. Except then she's freaking out for a whole new reason.

"If I say 'yes' will you kiss me already?" Her eyes flash with something vaguely dangerous. She can tell herself she's training him up for someone real, but what's the point? They're already partners in every other way that matters. Is it so wrong to want this too? It takes everything she has to be patient, waiting him out still perched close to the end of her seat.

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There's a line he should give to make himself sound cool or more in control of the situation. That wouldn't be true. His heart is hammering in his chest. When he leans down to kiss her, it feels like his lips are numb from the effort. Once they connect with hers everything comes more naturally.

He kisses her again more passionately. His heart still pounds, but the nerves seemed to have faded for the time being. It's nice; nicer than it should be when one factors in this might be inappropriate. Steve really can't bring himself to care about that yet.

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She lets out the tiniest noise of surprise though it's instantly lost to his lips. Her hand comes up, wrapping around his upper arm to make it more comfortable to lean up. Natasha parts her lips for him as her eyes slip closed, letting him guide the kiss to start -- she can give her notes later.

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Steve in turns puts his hand on the side of her chair to brace himself as they kiss. Once her lips part, he gently pushes his tongue inside her mouth, sweeping tentatively as if unsure if that's quite right. He really doesn't know what he is doing, but he tries albeit in an amateur fashion.

Steve pulls back a moment later, still close enough for their noses to nearly touch and waits for her verdict. He honestly wouldn't be surprised if this one doesn't meet her standards either.

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A little out-of-breath, her eyes open back up, nose bumping against his as she tries to piece together her thoughts. Oh yeah -- she's supposed to say something now. Her heart is pounding fast, eyes unerringly drawn back to his mouth. "Maybe it's easier if I just show you." Her hand trails up over his shoulder to his neck, dragging him down for a rougher version of the kiss they'd just shared. She draws his lower lip into her mouth and sucks briefly, before chasing his tongue into his mouth as she holds on tightly, fingers catching in the short hairs at the back of his neck. It's only after she pulls back again, forehead leant against his and breath coming in heaves, that she realizes she didn't kiss him to show him anything, but because she'd wanted to.

"Any questions?"