[Phil's willing to give Natasha anything she wants, anything at all. When he commits, he commits fully, whether it be to his work or when he falls in love, and if that's what Natasha decides she wants, he'll hand over his heart without blinking an eye. For now, though, they're still working around each other, figuring out the best way to slot their lives together, and he's more than content to simply take it day by day. Especially when his days include Natasha perched in his lap, slowly divesting him of his clothes.
He hums in agreement, combing his fingers through her hair as she ducks her head, carefully separating a tangle that snags on his finger and arching a little into the touch of her lips.] I don't think we'll have any problems there.
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He hums in agreement, combing his fingers through her hair as she ducks her head, carefully separating a tangle that snags on his finger and arching a little into the touch of her lips.] I don't think we'll have any problems there.