The sound of Jasper's laugh is almost musical, and Natasha realizes then that she doesn't get to hear it nearly as often as she'd like. She'll work on that, she decides; making him laugh, or at least smile, will be her new mission, and Natasha doesn't fail a mission.
"Alright," she nods when he says that they should go tomorrow, and Natasha squeezes Alice's side playfully as she listens to him. It's just an affectionate touch, to let her know that Natasha's attention is still on her, and that she doesn't want to let go. Moving with Alice is almost too easy, but she's already getting used to that; the fact that these two have somehow found a way to wriggle past her without any explanation as to how. "We'll go tomorrow then. And for now."
Natasha presses a swift kiss to Alice's cheek before releasing her, and as the next song begins she doesn't hesitate to grab Jasper's hand to spin beneath his arm and pull him a little closer. This is good, she thinks; the more time she can spend around him the better, because the more he'll adjust the safer he'll feel. She won't be turned for at least a week, and Natasha has no intention of giving up on their work together just because of it.
Dancing is a good way to go about it. The more she moves the faster her heart beats, the stronger her scent is, and it still keeps him distracted enough to keep that scent in the background so he can get used to the gradual climb. By the end she has no problem pressing against him, letting him take the lead without issue, and once the song finishes she leans up to press a swift kiss against his cheek before letting go of him and putting her hands up in surrender.
"Alright, that's enough. Your human still has a limit and she hasn't done this in a long, long time." She laughs as she says it, her eyes moving to the window to check the time. "I'm going to get in the shower and get all of this make up off of me." She turns to the stairs when she says it, glancing back at them with narrow eyes. "No peeking." She pauses, and when she looks at Alice she gives her a playful little wink. "Or at least, don't get caught."
It doesn't take her long to shower and clean herself up, and once she comes back downstairs she moves as if to walk into the living room with them before she suddenly stops. For a moment Natasha simply stands there, as if arguing with herself, but after coming to a firm decision she turns on her heel and moves into the garage instead, returning with the duffel bag that she's been living out of and all of her things.
"I'm going to -" she pauses, looking at the two of them, and she's a little nervous as her voice goes sheepish. "I can put all my things away right? Should I just... put them in your room for now?"
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"Alright," she nods when he says that they should go tomorrow, and Natasha squeezes Alice's side playfully as she listens to him. It's just an affectionate touch, to let her know that Natasha's attention is still on her, and that she doesn't want to let go. Moving with Alice is almost too easy, but she's already getting used to that; the fact that these two have somehow found a way to wriggle past her without any explanation as to how. "We'll go tomorrow then. And for now."
Natasha presses a swift kiss to Alice's cheek before releasing her, and as the next song begins she doesn't hesitate to grab Jasper's hand to spin beneath his arm and pull him a little closer. This is good, she thinks; the more time she can spend around him the better, because the more he'll adjust the safer he'll feel. She won't be turned for at least a week, and Natasha has no intention of giving up on their work together just because of it.
Dancing is a good way to go about it. The more she moves the faster her heart beats, the stronger her scent is, and it still keeps him distracted enough to keep that scent in the background so he can get used to the gradual climb. By the end she has no problem pressing against him, letting him take the lead without issue, and once the song finishes she leans up to press a swift kiss against his cheek before letting go of him and putting her hands up in surrender.
"Alright, that's enough. Your human still has a limit and she hasn't done this in a long, long time." She laughs as she says it, her eyes moving to the window to check the time. "I'm going to get in the shower and get all of this make up off of me." She turns to the stairs when she says it, glancing back at them with narrow eyes. "No peeking." She pauses, and when she looks at Alice she gives her a playful little wink. "Or at least, don't get caught."
It doesn't take her long to shower and clean herself up, and once she comes back downstairs she moves as if to walk into the living room with them before she suddenly stops. For a moment Natasha simply stands there, as if arguing with herself, but after coming to a firm decision she turns on her heel and moves into the garage instead, returning with the duffel bag that she's been living out of and all of her things.
"I'm going to -" she pauses, looking at the two of them, and she's a little nervous as her voice goes sheepish. "I can put all my things away right? Should I just... put them in your room for now?"