"Natalia, I am not having sex with you in the communal pool." He has more common sense than that. Because if they did, inevitably, Rhodey would walk in. Or Tony would actually show up.

Instead, he pulls her to him and picks her up, walking over to the steps. Getting out of the pool, he has the brief thought that they should clean up their clothes, but, she's warm and slick in his arms and that takes precedence over any minor housekeeping they need to do.

He stops, though looking down at her. "Your room?" It's closer, but he respects space and won't enter without her express permission.