Steve opened his eyes at the sound of the front door opening.  He couldn't see inside the house from where he was laying, but he could hear Tony's muffled voice asking Pepper something followed by a softer response.  It took them less than a minute to spot Steve and Natasha sleeping on the porch and soon they were stepping onto the deck themselves. Pepper sat on the cushioned bench across from Steve and Tony joined her after quietly shutting the sliding glass door.

"What's up with Red?"  he asked quietly, nodding at Natasha who was still fast asleep on Steve's chest.  "You guys forget to sleep again last night?"

"Tony,"  Pepper hissed, swatting at him.  He just smirked as he leaned back against the bench and wrapped an arm around Pepper's shoulders.

"For your information, we slept through the entire night peacefully,"  Steve replied, running a hand down Natasha's back. Last night had, in fact, been a nightmare-free night, something they hadn't had in a while.

"I don't believe that for a second,"  Tony said. Steve rolled his eyes as Tony stared at them as if he was doing the world a favor by learning about Steve and Natasha's sex life.  "You must have done something considering Natasha wakes up if you so much as breathe differently and she didn't even move when we walked in."

"I woke up the minute you walked in the house, Anthony,"  Natasha mumbled, her eyes still closed. "Contrary to popular belief, you're not threatening enough to stay awake for."

"I'm slightly offended,"  Tony replied. Natasha smirked but didn't move from her spot on top of Steve.  "So what was it? Foreplay? Punishment? I need to know every sin Captain Saint over there has committed."

"No sin was committed,"  Natasha replied. She opened one eye to see Tony's response and smirked when it took him just over seven seconds to figure out what she meant.  He groaned then glared at her.

"I didn't need to know that,"  he told her. Natasha just grinned and snuggled closer to Steve as a light wind blew over her.

"You were asking about it,"  Steve reminded him. Tony rolled his eyes and promptly changed the subject.

They talked on the back porch for hours.  They talked about everything from how Morgan was doing in school and whether or not Natasha could teach her how to shoot to how the new team was doing on missions.  Like Steve and Natasha, Tony had officially retired from the Avengers. He still went on missions every now and then if it was guaranteed to be easy and the risk of death or serious injury was none, but Steve and Natasha would only go back if they were really needed.

"When you're fighting aliens, guns and shock sticks aren't really that helpful,"  Natasha said when Tony mentioned they hadn't been at the last alien fight. It had really only been a handful of Chitauri coming back to see if they could conquer the Earth themselves.  It was easy to destroy them now that they had some of the Chitauri tech themselves; it had also only been about 70 aliens in total.

"They are when they're on the same level as the aliens we're fighting,"  Tony replied. Natasha rolled her eyes then pushed herself off Steve's chest so she was sitting upright instead of laying on his chest.  She shifted so Steve could sit up as well and ran her fingers through her hair.

"Are we going into town for lunch or should I have planned something here?"  Natasha asked, glancing from Tony to Pepper.

"We can go out somewhere,"  Pepper told her. Natasha nodded then looked at Steve.  He kissed the side of her head then stood up. Pepper threw out some ideas of where they could go to eat, Tony vetoing almost every single one, while Steve helped Natasha to her feet.  She stretched, letting out a low groan as she realised she was much sorer than usual.

"Alright there, Red?"  Tony asked, smirking over at the two.  She scowled at him and ignored the noticeable throbbing that occurred with each step.

"You probably couldn't even sit up if you'd just been fucked beyond comprehension,"  she snapped. Steve turned to her, surprised she'd been so outright with it and that she'd told Tony.  Tony seemed just as surprised, recoiling immediately as the image of Steve on Natasha filled his mind.

"Don't tell me that!"  he whined, shaking his head vigorously to erase the image.  Natasha smirked and walked past him into the house, leaving Pepper to deal with Tony while she grabbed some shoes.