Just now, Natasha isn't in the mood for talking. For being responsible. It might be a mistake—irresponsible, by definition—but it's also what scratches the itch and shuts up her restlessness.

Sara's body feels good under her hand and over her own. The head between them feels good. The kiss feels good.

Why talk about it if it works?

Natasha's touch grows more confident. Still experimental, but less asking for permission and more learning the shape of the other woman's body and what makes her move.