I'll Always Love You - A Romanogers Fanfic

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After patching up the minor injuries they had both gotten, Steve and Natasha had went to eat dinner at a small restaurant close to the hotel.

The beach was close, so they were now taking a detour on the beach before going back to their hotel.

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STEVE'S POV

Nat and I are walking down the beach.
The only light is coming from the beach houses and the moon, other than that it's completely dark.
We've both taken off our shoes and we're walking with our feet in the water.
Comfortable silence between us fill the air, and the only noise are the light waves.

"I wanna go swimming, it's been a long day" Natasha suddenly says. "You wanna come?" She asks while she throws her jacket on the sand.
"I don't know" I say hesitantly and scratches my neck, surprised by her sudden urge to swim.
"As you will" she shrugs and throws her shorts on top of her jacket leaving her wearing only her top and her underwear. 
I know it's inappropriate but I can't stop staring at her happy steps as she walks out in the water.

"Come on Rogers, get in the water!" She shouts after a couple of minutes. Her red hair has shifted to a more brownish color now that it's wet and she has pure joy on her face from being in the water.

I sigh. "Okay" I say and unbutton my shirt and throws it on top of her clothes before I go out into the water wearing only my denim shorts.

As soon as I'm close to her she splashes water on me and laughs
"Romanoff!" I yell but I can't help but laugh too.
She disappears into the water just as I'm about to splash her.
When she comes up, her green eyes are looking very green in the little bit of light coming from the shore.
"Come on, you're just standing" she laughs and pushes me. I don't budge.
"Get under...get under" she says loud and punches my chest.
I scoff. "Okay then."
She smiles at her victory, but her face shifts to surprise when I pick her up around the waist and throw her into the water as I jump in myself.

She wipes her eyes and spit out a lot of water when her face shows up again.
"What the fuck Rogers?" She laughs.
"Mind your language" I say and wipe some water from her forehead that's on it's way to her eye.
"Thanks" she says.

We both go quiet, and for a long time we just look at each other. Her eyes. It's like they're staring into my soul. Her lips. They just look so soft. No! No Steve! I think. But her face. Everything about her. Her closed self, her hair, her comments, everything. And I've never thought about this, well maybe I did think she was kind of pretty when we worked together the time we were on the run from S.H.I.E.L.D.
But this moment. It's very inappropriate for me to even think about this! But I want to kiss her.

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NATASHA'S POV

We look at each other. The warm water dripping off both our bodies.
There's something about him. I have zero romantic feelings for him, but I feel so safe with him.
His blue eyes. The way they manage to calm me down. His blonde hair, now wet and messy from the water gives a boyish innocent look. And he's always so nice, so pure, so selfless. He's everything I aspire to be and more. He deserves better friends. Friends that aren't like me. Friends that aren't murderers and monsters.

He suddenly breaks the silence.

"Can I kiss you?" He asks taking me by surprise, and judging by his face taking him by surprise as well.

I'm too surprised to say anything, and he quickly gets a worried look on his face.

"Erh...no...I...erh...I shouldn't have asked that...it erh...it's inappropriate...erh...I'm really sor-" he says scratching his neck and looks everywhere that isn't me when I cut him off.

I put my cold hands on his cheeks and presses my lips against his. It takes a while but then he puts his hands on my back and returns the kiss.

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Somehow they manage to get back to their hotel, with all their belongings and no one shooting at them.
They stumble inside, still wet with their tongues buried in each other's mouths.

When they get in the elevator Steve manages to press the button to their floor along with a couple other ones.
Natasha wraps her legs around Steve's waist when he slightly lifts her up from the floor.
He pins her against the elevator wall, when the elevator opens on one of the floors Steve accidentally pressed the button to. Fortunately no one enters.

They keep kissing until Steve moves his face away, lips all swollen.
"Wait, wait Nat this is...this is wrong isn't it? I mean we aren't together and it's just so inappro-" he says fast.
"Shut up Rogers, this is 2015 not 1945" Natasha says, needing his lips on hers again.
"Right yes, Sorry" he mumbles and again presses his lips against Natasha's, relieved that she's okay with this because he really wants to keep kissing her. It may only be the third person he's ever kissed but she's really good at it.

When the elevator dings at their floor, Steve carries Natasha out of the elevator with one arm, still with her legs around his waist, and they pant into each other's mouths from breathing so little between kisses.

Natasha fumbles with the keys, and without looking, because she still has her face turned to Steve, she unlocks the door and Steve that's carrying their things throw them on the floor as Natasha slams the door.

With the 'third' kiss I referred to that woman in CATFA that kisses him, and Peggy sees and gets jealous.

But thank you all so much for the reads!!
It makes me want to write more!