She never imagined she'd ever see him nervous about sex, yet here they are now. A part of her, buried deep within, feels a surge of anger at HYDRA's many sins, but she reins it in. It's going to be okay. They have each other, and they'll get through this together.
"If you want, and if you think you can still think of it when we're in the middle of things. But I'm happy to take no, don't, or stop... in English. Or French, I still remember some French." She can't help teasing; it usually works on him. So does playing with his hair. Because before anything else, she wants him to relax, to feel safe enough to let go and let his guard down.
It's the newness of the situation that's got him anxious, but it's kind of... a good sort of nervous, in a way. He doesn't mind it, and Steph is really good at calming all of that down. Her presence alone does plenty, her fingers carding through his hair is magic.
He chuckles at the kind-of-joke. "So arrรชt, then?" he offers and grins up at her. He actually really likes the idea of making it a word in another language- it would make it even easier to notice.
He moves his hand away from her face and curls a long strand of her hair gently around his finger, slowly letting it slide through his fingers until it falls away completely. "Thank you," he whispers softly, pressing a soft kiss to her lips. "I know you're thinking You don't have to thank me, but... just take it, please?" he kisses her again, one hand at her cheek again, the other siding against her thigh, pausing at her hip. "I love you," he murmurs against her mouth.
"Oui, mon amour." The words don't roll off her tongue as smoothly as they do off his, but that's not important, only that it manages to relax him.
And with that out of the way, they can proceed with the fun part, starting with the kissing. "Okay, but that's the last time I'm taking anything from you tonight, babe," she teases. "I love you too."
Not that she does anything drastic. She just brings her other hand into his hair too and continues to kiss him, moaning softly into his mouth. She takes her time, simply enjoying the kissing, while also observing how he reacts and gauging what he wants. Start kissing lower? Take off their clothes? Just because she's in charge doesn't mean she can't give him what he wants.
i read this one so many times i thought I responded to it already ๐คฃ
He smiles against her lips at the response and can't help kissing her again.
"Ma'am, yes, ma'am," he purrs in her ear, kissing just below it a second later. All he really wants is herโ her lips and hands on him, in any way she felt was right. His hand slides over her side and grips her hip.
If he could just melt into her, he might finally feel like he's getting close enough to her; it's a suffocating thing in the best way that he would never be able to put into words. He chases that feeling a lot.
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"If you want, and if you think you can still think of it when we're in the middle of things. But I'm happy to take no, don't, or stop... in English. Or French, I still remember some French." She can't help teasing; it usually works on him. So does playing with his hair. Because before anything else, she wants him to relax, to feel safe enough to let go and let his guard down.
stop;
He chuckles at the kind-of-joke. "So arrรชt, then?" he offers and grins up at her. He actually really likes the idea of making it a word in another language- it would make it even easier to notice.
He moves his hand away from her face and curls a long strand of her hair gently around his finger, slowly letting it slide through his fingers until it falls away completely. "Thank you," he whispers softly, pressing a soft kiss to her lips. "I know you're thinking You don't have to thank me, but... just take it, please?" he kisses her again, one hand at her cheek again, the other siding against her thigh, pausing at her hip. "I love you," he murmurs against her mouth.
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And with that out of the way, they can proceed with the fun part, starting with the kissing. "Okay, but that's the last time I'm taking anything from you tonight, babe," she teases. "I love you too."
Not that she does anything drastic. She just brings her other hand into his hair too and continues to kiss him, moaning softly into his mouth. She takes her time, simply enjoying the kissing, while also observing how he reacts and gauging what he wants. Start kissing lower? Take off their clothes? Just because she's in charge doesn't mean she can't give him what he wants.
i read this one so many times i thought I responded to it already ๐คฃ
"Ma'am, yes, ma'am," he purrs in her ear, kissing just below it a second later. All he really wants is herโ her lips and hands on him, in any way she felt was right. His hand slides over her side and grips her hip.
If he could just melt into her, he might finally feel like he's getting close enough to her; it's a suffocating thing in the best way that he would never be able to put into words. He chases that feeling a lot.