"You'd think you hadn't seen any beautiful women in the last fifty years," Natasha teased him with a quiet chuckle. She could feel his hands moving slowly over her sides as she wound a lock of his hair around her index finger to give it a light, playful tug.

"I've never seen you with short hair. This is the longest I've ever seen it. I'd still be doing this with short hair, though." She lifted her head to drop a quick kiss on his mouth as she curled her fingers into his hair to rub against his scalp, her tone full of mischief when she spoke again. "You always lean into my hands when I do this. I like doing something that makes you feel good."