He's probably not ready, if he's honest with himself. But right now Natasha is under him, laughing gently, touching him and it makes him feel on top of the world. It's very easy to get distracted as he presses kisses to her neck affectionately. It's easy to pretend you're less embarrassed when you're giving kisses and trying to find all her sensitive spots.

He pulls back to give her a smile when she offers the kisses and trip to second base.

"Is it even sweeter then telling you were were muddlin'?" He asks teasingly and leans in to press a few long lazy kisses to her lips. His hands wander over her stomach across her shirt, like he's not quite ready to get up under them yet. He's planning on it, but he's taking his time.