"Oh, best of the best," Steve assures her, and it isn't much of a surprise that they're almost immediately heading in this direction. They've always been really good at communicating through sex, and it's been a relatively long time for them.

They talked, worked things out as best they could, and now they can give into this other, more primal urge.

"It missed you very much." He chuckles and bites his lip as Maeve pulls her shirt off, but before he can press his face into her cleavage like he wants, she's kissing him again. He hums against her mouth, breath hitching as her teeth press at his lip, and he braces an arm under her ass as he pulls himself to his feet, holding her against him so he can carry her toward the bedroom. "Are we about to have awesome make up sex?"