There's hesitance in Alice's touch, not necessarily reluctance but a form of uncertainty that Natasha picks up on almost immediately. Her hands are moving with nervous excitement, as if unsure as to where she wants to keep them, and after a few more moments of slowly deepening their kiss Natasha finally parts, cheeks flushed and lips turned in a small smile.

"Hey." She gives a soft laugh that translates into a breathless huff, her arms wrapping around Alice's waist once more to keep her steady. "You alright? We can keep this slow..." One hand moves to brush Alice's hair from her eyes, and Natasha leans in to instead trail soft kisses down the gentle slope of her jaw and neck. When she speaks, soft lips brush against Alice's skin with her words.

"I'm just glad that I'm here with you, we don't have to get heavy handed if you're not ready for that."