Strategic Homeland Intervention Enforcement and Logistics Division.
[ she recites it with care. peggy's known the words for near two years -- indeed, that's about as long as she's been in the fleet. her nose crinkles by the end.
and she admits: ] It's a mouthful. A clumsy mouthful. Even so, I'd wager good credits that you remembered it straight away. Cheeky bastard.
[ he makes it sound so dramatic, as usual but it's a poor joke, seeing as he's still smiling through the complaint. He shifts, kisses her chin first, then her cheek. ]
[ oh she would love to come up with something witty and playful and false. but the augment glitch does its work, dragging a 'helpful' answer out of her: ] Logistics.
[ she growls, indignant, in the wake of it. a fine distraction is found in kissing his mouth a moment. brief. ]
Are we certain I did the naming? Can't we blame someone else?
[ his nose bumps against hers and if his kisses become a degree fiercer, if his fingers escape her own to travel up her side beneath the cotton of her shirt, it's surely to lift her mood. surely.
she's not going to let him get away with it but it's worth a try. ]
[ evidently, she's got no interest in discussing fury or tony. her fingers stay tight on his arm -- but her thumb, at least, traces a gentle arc beneath his sleeve. ]
Your wandering hands.
[ she calls them what they are. ]
Just because you got away with it after you woke up from your slumber doesn't mean that history will repeat itself.
[ she's got a firm hold of one arm, the other does indeed wander, nudging her to trace the familiar line of her spine and once again, beneath her shirt. he hums, places a rather loving kiss against her jaw. ]
I remember a very wise woman saying 'everything is a precedent.'
[ look at him! wielding her own logic against her. her lip curls -- but not with any real derision. there's something charming in the way he plies the argument. not least of all because he's arguing in the first place. ]
[ it's light and playful, same as his touch. it's barely there, really - fleeting and just a bit too soft. he knows better than aim for a firmer one too quickly, especially now, especially here. ]
It was a very good observation.
[ and he pushes her a bit for good measure, moving the palm that's still trapped in her hold upwards, he doesn't shake her hand, simply traps them both near her shoulder. ]
[ peggy doesn't know whether to clock him or kiss him -- the way he takes her words, said at a time when she could have lied all she wanted, and makes her eat them. peggy's fingers squirm against his hand as if she might somehow keep him stilled.
it seems her expressions must be honest, too, because she smiles. ]
It was a mediocre observation at best. But it suits you, just now, to say otherwise.
I never said it was mediocre, not once. you can't blame me for taking things out of perspective when I could have been thinking it was damn brilliant at the time, too.
[ but she's not wrong, it does work wonderfully for him now. it's convenient and easy and hell, it makes her smile. ]
it suited you at the time. might as well make it suit for me. only fair.
[ she hisses, leaning in to nose against his cheek and maybe hide from his eyes (for once) as she feels true words bubble up the back of her tongue. ] I suspect you know exactly how fragile the 'rule' really is. Give it a shove and it'll crumble.
[ give her a shove and she'll crumble, she means. but she's never said so before -- always hiding behind a guise of self-control and easy denial. ]
[ he says, as honest to a fault as her at the moment. if they have to discuss the rule, there isn't any part of him that's going to hide what he feels about it. unadulterated frustration mixed with annoyance and a note of long-suffering on top. ]
we should have thrown that one out the airlock months ago.
Months ago! Months ago, we hadn't even -- [ she pauses with an uptick of her brows. honesty at least sparing her from outright saying so.
well, if they're going to talk about this then she's resolved to talk about it with a level head and without his fingers playing siren's calls along her spine. she nudges him back onto his side of the bed. ]
As rules go, it has its uses. [ she huffs. annoyingly, just earlier this day, she'd unintentionally blabbed about the rule to natasha. ]
[ he complains but moves nonetheless, shifting backwards onto his back with a sigh of great, horrible agony. she might as well have gone and hit him in the face again with how dramatic he is about it all. ]
It doesn't have any uses. Peggy, it's unnatural. It's not going to work for much longer. It's not working now. Can we just leave these things to common sense rather than rules?
[ but is he going to be any good with common sense? by the way he eyes her, that's not entirely clear. ]
[ there's a lot she could seize upon -- although unfortunately he makes good points with some of his arguments. but hands off, and with a bit of space between them, she can at least approach the topic with a modicum of objectivity.
she pillows her head on her arms, folding them behind her neck. ]
[ she huffs a sigh the moment he undoes her buffer and braces a hand against her side. peggy slides her fingertips along his wrist, but doesn't deflect him just yet. ]
'Has' to go, does it? [ he speaks with considerable conviction. but, then again, steve always does. ] I don't suppose you've got a well-plotted plan B in mind to replace it.
[ it's a soft murmur as he tries to tug her closer, to resume the trail his fingers have been following up and down her spine, to touch her properly. ]
but you didn't seem to think it's a solid one.
[ but apparently, he does think he could convince her otherwise. she had to go and remind him of last time, of her sleeping in his shirt, of the way he pulled that shirt away from her. it wasn't a very good idea. ]
'Do the opposite of the rule' is not, in fact, a viable alternative to the rule.
[ that much is true. but it's also true that she's easily tugged, fitting wonderfully against the front of him as she drapes an arm over his waist. her fingers find the small of his back, anchoring her there with a steady pressure. ]
There's our professionalism to consider, Steve. [ again, no argument she makes suggests she's pro-rule. only that she feels some duty-bound responsibility to it. ]
what about it? no one is pressing their ear to our door. you're the most professional person I know, Peggy. Tossing the rule out the airlock isn't going to change. it's nobody's business
[ except, well, natasha's but he doesn't know about that yet. ]
if someone makes it their business they'll have another thing coming.
[ indicating that he's more than willing to introduce said someone to his fist but he does doubt it'll get to that. ]
[ she's never lived in a situation where claiming a space -- living in it -- was quite as allowed as it is here. before now, spaces haven't been her own. they've been shared or rented or assigned or else they were howard stark's charitable offerings.
but steve's not wrong. it's not anyone's business; no one polices what happens behind these doors except for themselves. beyond that, he takes the chivalrous route -- and although she offers him a look she knows there's no need to remind him that she can do her own fist-based introductions. ]
Perhaps -- [ she hums, considering the middle ground ] -- perhaps only during weeks we're drifting.
[ but if they're stopped in a system, there's nothing stopping them from getting a place of their own for the afternoon, the day, the week-end. it's the beginning edge of a compromise. ]
Based on who's definition of 'awful,' Steve? [ sometimes -- sometimes! -- being honest with him is shockingly easy. ] Because I would have slept with you on the water planet. Happily.
[ happily.
and she's so matter-of-fact about that admission. ]
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Date: 2017-09-08 11:36 pm (UTC)[ she recites it with care. peggy's known the words for near two years -- indeed, that's about as long as she's been in the fleet. her nose crinkles by the end.
and she admits: ] It's a mouthful. A clumsy mouthful. Even so, I'd wager good credits that you remembered it straight away. Cheeky bastard.
[ don't play pretend with her, steve rogers. ]
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Date: 2017-09-09 09:48 am (UTC)[ he makes it sound so dramatic, as usual but it's a poor joke, seeing as he's still smiling through the complaint. He shifts, kisses her chin first, then her cheek. ]
What does the L stand for again?
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Date: 2017-09-09 11:01 am (UTC)[ she growls, indignant, in the wake of it. a fine distraction is found in kissing his mouth a moment. brief. ]
Are we certain I did the naming? Can't we blame someone else?
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Date: 2017-09-09 01:40 pm (UTC)[ his nose bumps against hers and if his kisses become a degree fiercer, if his fingers escape her own to travel up her side beneath the cotton of her shirt, it's surely to lift her mood. surely.
she's not going to let him get away with it but it's worth a try. ]
it's not like the Avengers is much better.
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Date: 2017-09-09 01:46 pm (UTC)[ her hand curls against his bicep; she gives his arm a shove and shifts gears long enough to mutter a whispered: ] Oi, now, what's all this about?
[ oh she knows what all this is about. ]
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Date: 2017-09-09 02:00 pm (UTC)[ it's a dry, huffy, humored complaint when she shoves at his arm. ]
what's what about?
[ it's a supposedly innocent question. at least he isn't trying to touch her again, not just yet. ]
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Date: 2017-09-09 02:35 pm (UTC)Your wandering hands.
[ she calls them what they are. ]
Just because you got away with it after you woke up from your slumber doesn't mean that history will repeat itself.
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Date: 2017-09-09 02:40 pm (UTC)[ she's got a firm hold of one arm, the other does indeed wander, nudging her to trace the familiar line of her spine and once again, beneath her shirt. he hums, places a rather loving kiss against her jaw. ]
I remember a very wise woman saying 'everything is a precedent.'
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Date: 2017-09-09 04:06 pm (UTC)Oh, I'm not so sure she was so wise in the end.
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Date: 2017-09-09 04:18 pm (UTC)[ it's light and playful, same as his touch. it's barely there, really - fleeting and just a bit too soft. he knows better than aim for a firmer one too quickly, especially now, especially here. ]
It was a very good observation.
[ and he pushes her a bit for good measure, moving the palm that's still trapped in her hold upwards, he doesn't shake her hand, simply traps them both near her shoulder. ]
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Date: 2017-09-09 04:27 pm (UTC)it seems her expressions must be honest, too, because she smiles. ]
It was a mediocre observation at best. But it suits you, just now, to say otherwise.
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Date: 2017-09-09 04:33 pm (UTC)[ but she's not wrong, it does work wonderfully for him now. it's convenient and easy and hell, it makes her smile. ]
it suited you at the time. might as well make it suit for me. only fair.
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Date: 2017-09-09 04:42 pm (UTC)[ she hisses, leaning in to nose against his cheek and maybe hide from his eyes (for once) as she feels true words bubble up the back of her tongue. ] I suspect you know exactly how fragile the 'rule' really is. Give it a shove and it'll crumble.
[ give her a shove and she'll crumble, she means. but she's never said so before -- always hiding behind a guise of self-control and easy denial. ]
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Date: 2017-09-09 05:24 pm (UTC)[ he says, as honest to a fault as her at the moment. if they have to discuss the rule, there isn't any part of him that's going to hide what he feels about it. unadulterated frustration mixed with annoyance and a note of long-suffering on top. ]
we should have thrown that one out the airlock months ago.
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Date: 2017-09-09 05:28 pm (UTC)well, if they're going to talk about this then she's resolved to talk about it with a level head and without his fingers playing siren's calls along her spine. she nudges him back onto his side of the bed. ]
As rules go, it has its uses. [ she huffs. annoyingly, just earlier this day, she'd unintentionally blabbed about the rule to natasha. ]
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Date: 2017-09-09 05:32 pm (UTC)[ he complains but moves nonetheless, shifting backwards onto his back with a sigh of great, horrible agony. she might as well have gone and hit him in the face again with how dramatic he is about it all. ]
It doesn't have any uses. Peggy, it's unnatural. It's not going to work for much longer. It's not working now. Can we just leave these things to common sense rather than rules?
[ but is he going to be any good with common sense? by the way he eyes her, that's not entirely clear. ]
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Date: 2017-09-09 05:36 pm (UTC)[ there's a lot she could seize upon -- although unfortunately he makes good points with some of his arguments. but hands off, and with a bit of space between them, she can at least approach the topic with a modicum of objectivity.
she pillows her head on her arms, folding them behind her neck. ]
Since when have you had any common sense?
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Date: 2017-09-09 05:43 pm (UTC)[ and steve doesn't do well with this distance between them. he shuffles closer, rests an arm around her middle. ]
we have to come up with something else. call it plan B, but the rule has to go.
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Date: 2017-09-09 05:59 pm (UTC)'Has' to go, does it? [ he speaks with considerable conviction. but, then again, steve always does. ] I don't suppose you've got a well-plotted plan B in mind to replace it.
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Date: 2017-09-09 06:03 pm (UTC)[ it's a soft murmur as he tries to tug her closer, to resume the trail his fingers have been following up and down her spine, to touch her properly. ]
but you didn't seem to think it's a solid one.
[ but apparently, he does think he could convince her otherwise. she had to go and remind him of last time, of her sleeping in his shirt, of the way he pulled that shirt away from her. it wasn't a very good idea. ]
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Date: 2017-09-09 06:07 pm (UTC)[ that much is true. but it's also true that she's easily tugged, fitting wonderfully against the front of him as she drapes an arm over his waist. her fingers find the small of his back, anchoring her there with a steady pressure. ]
There's our professionalism to consider, Steve. [ again, no argument she makes suggests she's pro-rule. only that she feels some duty-bound responsibility to it. ]
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Date: 2017-09-09 06:12 pm (UTC)[ except, well, natasha's but he doesn't know about that yet. ]
if someone makes it their business they'll have another thing coming.
[ indicating that he's more than willing to introduce said someone to his fist but he does doubt it'll get to that. ]
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Date: 2017-09-09 06:28 pm (UTC)but steve's not wrong. it's not anyone's business; no one polices what happens behind these doors except for themselves. beyond that, he takes the chivalrous route -- and although she offers him a look she knows there's no need to remind him that she can do her own fist-based introductions. ]
Perhaps -- [ she hums, considering the middle ground ] -- perhaps only during weeks we're drifting.
[ but if they're stopped in a system, there's nothing stopping them from getting a place of their own for the afternoon, the day, the week-end. it's the beginning edge of a compromise. ]
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Date: 2017-09-09 06:35 pm (UTC)[ he never forgave those people for the nerve to offer waterbeds of all things. ]
that can be an exception.
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Date: 2017-09-09 06:37 pm (UTC)[ happily.
and she's so matter-of-fact about that admission. ]
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