Natasha smiled as he wrapped his arms around her, pulling closer to him than she already was. She rested her head on his shoulder as she continued to massage his neck and other shoulder, "Funny... I always feel vulnerable in bed. The bed is where I sleep and where my eyes are closed... where I try to forget the world around me..."

She kissed his neck and smirked, "We can do anything we want can't we..." She glanced up at his still closed eyes, "And what, pray tell, is it that you wish to do?"

She chuckled a little, "We can spar like we used to, or eat ice cream... or...."