He looks at her with eyes like he's shocked at the comment. It punches him right in the gut in a way that nothing really quite had. Prior to this it had been soft things, kisses, cuddles and memories of a little more but that was hot and gorgeous. He pushes the thought out of his gut enough to go to the check out and pay, an arm around Natasha's waist as they wait and pay before they leave.

"You're gonna kill me with that..." he admits once they're out the store glancing over at her with a grin. Honestly though, he wants to make it special though. When they're ready. The idea is slowly fleeting though after that comment in a way that makes him feel like a 16 year old.

"We might have to go lingerie shopping one of the days, I hear the French make very nice things."