It wasn't pain. It was a sharp discomfort. Nat just wasn't prepared for it. She didn't mean to make Wanda pull away. She didn't want her to. She immediately felt as if she was... missing something. Her lips tingled slightly.
She always thought that expression was stupid. But it applied. She bit her lip.
Wanda tripped over her words, trying to apologise. Nat smiled. At times, her girlfriend's awkwardness was so endearing...
She stood up, and offered her hand to Wanda, who took it. She pulled her up, and to herself.
A soft whisper, "You don't need to apologise."
She took a hand, tilted her chin to hers and kissed her again. Not softly, but not hungry. Wanda wrapped her arms around her waist, and they fell into the kiss, sinking onto the bed.
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Nat looked over at Wanda. She smiled back.
"I love you, Tasha.."
She smirked, "Love you too, Maximoff."
Nat stretched and got up, her bare feet cold on the floor.
Wanda got up and hugged her from behind. She smiled.
"You wanna do anything today?"
Wanda smiled, "Like what?"
She shrugged, "Movie?"
"Sounds fantastic."
Nat hugged her, "I'll get ready, okay?"
"Okay."
"Anything in particular you wanna see?"
"Okay..so.. I know you're not the biggest romantic comedy person but..."
Nat felt herself smile against herself, "Whatever you want, Darling."
"Did you just-"
"Maybe." She grabbed some clothes and went to the bathroom to change.
