[outlander psl au]
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The ground was saturated with so much rain that Peggy thought she might be washed away, but just because the plains were soaked didn't mean that the drills stopped. The soldiers didn't know it yet, but the landings were going to arrive sooner than anyone wanted and that meant no one can be untrained, lest they end up paying with their lives on those beaches. Today, when the fog rolled in, her superiors informed her that she would be running orienteering with her men, eliciting a sharp 'sir, yes, sir' from Peggy before she took the maps to her own private tent in order to brief the Lieutenants.
Leaning over to study the map, her stubborn engagement ring catches her eye. It had managed to escape from where she had tucked it away, just like all her thoughts about Fred. Their engagement was a terse and stressful thing. When she had announced that she was going into the field with the SSR, he had threatened to leave her. It had been her mother that had convinced Fred to wait Peggy out, insisting that once the war was over, things would change.
As much as Peggy was fond of Fred, she was beginning to see the splinters in their engagement turn to wider cracks, chasms so wide that you could lose sight of the love you once shared and guided you towards that engagement. Carefully, she pushed the ring back, securing it with one of her brassiere straps. Snapping her compass shut, she gave the objective and the orders. "I'll be out in the field to keep an eye on each platoon. The first to reach the objective will not run additional miles," she promised.
"The others will be doing laps around the base, respective to their finishing position." Folding up the map, she handed one to each of her four Lieutenants. "Let them look at it for a few hours, then to the navigator." With a few more orders, she allowed them to prepare as she herself got ready. She tugged on knee-high rain boots, an overcoat, and despite the misty fog in the air, she double-checked that her hair and makeup was in good shape.
Several hours later found Peggy in the thick of drills, listening to the shouts of men in the distance as they worked their way towards her and the objective. Standing there with a brolly, she glanced at her pocketwatch and decided mentally that she would see the first platoon in no more than forty-five minutes. Clasping the watch shut, the echo of it was drowned by another sound -- one that didn't belong. The sound of twigs and branches crunching made Peggy reach for her pistol, simply to be ready.
"Phillips?" she called out, thinking perhaps something had happened and she needed to recall her men. She saw the silhouette of what appeared to be a man in the fog and she found herself inexplicably drawn towards him, mainly because it simply didn't make any sense. "Who's there?" she asked, when it was clear that the man she was seeing didn't bear resemblance to anyone on base. This close, she could see that his hair had a strange look to it, not to mention his clothes. "Has there been an accident?" What could have happened to render the man in such a state?
(Peggy also did not need to allow her conscious thoughts to become aware of how handsome the man was, despite the fact she feared she was already a lost cause, given the way she was filled with a renewed warmth and how her gaze lingered)
They were inside a ring of large stones, which she vaguely recalled the locals warning her about. She had paid little mind, marking them perfunctorily on the map before moving on, but now she had to wonder if the talk of strange rituals wasn't at least a little true. Forty-five minutes. She had forty-five minutes until the men arrived, surely she could deal with this surprise in that time.
Leaning over to study the map, her stubborn engagement ring catches her eye. It had managed to escape from where she had tucked it away, just like all her thoughts about Fred. Their engagement was a terse and stressful thing. When she had announced that she was going into the field with the SSR, he had threatened to leave her. It had been her mother that had convinced Fred to wait Peggy out, insisting that once the war was over, things would change.
As much as Peggy was fond of Fred, she was beginning to see the splinters in their engagement turn to wider cracks, chasms so wide that you could lose sight of the love you once shared and guided you towards that engagement. Carefully, she pushed the ring back, securing it with one of her brassiere straps. Snapping her compass shut, she gave the objective and the orders. "I'll be out in the field to keep an eye on each platoon. The first to reach the objective will not run additional miles," she promised.
"The others will be doing laps around the base, respective to their finishing position." Folding up the map, she handed one to each of her four Lieutenants. "Let them look at it for a few hours, then to the navigator." With a few more orders, she allowed them to prepare as she herself got ready. She tugged on knee-high rain boots, an overcoat, and despite the misty fog in the air, she double-checked that her hair and makeup was in good shape.
Several hours later found Peggy in the thick of drills, listening to the shouts of men in the distance as they worked their way towards her and the objective. Standing there with a brolly, she glanced at her pocketwatch and decided mentally that she would see the first platoon in no more than forty-five minutes. Clasping the watch shut, the echo of it was drowned by another sound -- one that didn't belong. The sound of twigs and branches crunching made Peggy reach for her pistol, simply to be ready.
"Phillips?" she called out, thinking perhaps something had happened and she needed to recall her men. She saw the silhouette of what appeared to be a man in the fog and she found herself inexplicably drawn towards him, mainly because it simply didn't make any sense. "Who's there?" she asked, when it was clear that the man she was seeing didn't bear resemblance to anyone on base. This close, she could see that his hair had a strange look to it, not to mention his clothes. "Has there been an accident?" What could have happened to render the man in such a state?
(Peggy also did not need to allow her conscious thoughts to become aware of how handsome the man was, despite the fact she feared she was already a lost cause, given the way she was filled with a renewed warmth and how her gaze lingered)
They were inside a ring of large stones, which she vaguely recalled the locals warning her about. She had paid little mind, marking them perfunctorily on the map before moving on, but now she had to wonder if the talk of strange rituals wasn't at least a little true. Forty-five minutes. She had forty-five minutes until the men arrived, surely she could deal with this surprise in that time.
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Date: 2018-05-12 05:39 pm (UTC)She's giving him very little time to back out, but she is giving him the chance.
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Date: 2018-05-13 07:17 pm (UTC)"I'll regret I only got to do it once," Steve says, laughing softly. He's a little embarrassed that it could have been interpreted any other way and his fingers draw down to catch the hem of his t-shirt, dragging it up and over his head.
"So you have to promise me everything comes out all right so I can do it again. Promise?"
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Date: 2018-05-14 09:05 pm (UTC)"Come along then, soldier," she encourages, "we've got limited time here, and you've got some nerves to calm."
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Date: 2018-05-15 01:48 am (UTC)"Yes ma'am. Never let it be said I was insubordinate," Steve says, closing the distance between them and kissing her again. This time, though, he doesn't hold anything back and he tilts his head as he captures her mouth with his, the kiss long and searching. Maybe they don't have all the time in the world but he's not planning to rush this. Not when it might be the only time they get a chance together.
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Date: 2018-05-15 08:39 pm (UTC)"This won't complicate the procedure, will it?" she asks warily, because he's already had the serum, and she has to wonder if it's bound to impact her in any way.
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Date: 2018-05-16 02:30 pm (UTC)He's not a scientist but sex is a perfectly normal thing. Why would that affect anything? He slides a hand down to cup her breast. "Let's not think about that right now."
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Date: 2018-05-17 01:01 pm (UTC)It's not something she'd readily suggest to just anything, but going on a mission with Steve has proven to her that they work well together, and they can do this.
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Date: 2018-05-20 02:10 am (UTC)"I don't mind taking the lead. I've been following you since I've been here," Steve says, fingers gently brushing against her breast as he speaks. He wants her to have the memory of his touch, the reminder of it even while he's thinking and taking his time with his words.
"I think it's about time I took over. Don't you?"
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Date: 2018-05-20 07:20 pm (UTC)She knows she's promised there will be more, but she can't help feeling potentially as if that this will be a last go. "I think you certainly should do some showing off."
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Date: 2018-05-22 03:11 pm (UTC)Steve laughs, tugging lightly at one nipple even as he’s bending down to take the other between his lips to tease it. He’s fallen in love with Peggy Carter, he thinks, and he doesn’t know if he truly wants to go back to his own time.
He wants to remember how she looks right now - flushed with pleasure and utterly happy.
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Date: 2018-05-23 08:03 am (UTC)Fumbling, she manages to find his hair so that she can grab hold, unwilling to let him go.
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Date: 2018-05-26 02:47 pm (UTC)When she pulls his hair, he lightly scrapes his teeth against her nipple, the reaction raw and unintended. He's afraid it might leave a mark and Steve half hopes that it does, that it leaves something of him behind so she can remember this.
"I need you more than I've needed anyone," he gasps. "I've never felt like this before."
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Date: 2018-05-26 08:34 pm (UTC)"I'm sure you say that to all the girls," she pants, even though it's a tease, because she understands. She's never felt like this, never felt like she belonged with anyone else the way she feels around Steve. It's too soon to say 'love', she knows, but there's a connection here, she knows it. "Steve," she murmurs, "Steve, touch me."
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Date: 2018-05-27 08:52 pm (UTC)"There's only one woman," he clarifies. "And it's you. No one else."
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Date: 2018-05-27 09:58 pm (UTC)They really don't have that much time, not before Erskine notices. It's why she thinks she needs to take control, pushing at him until she can straddle his thighs, sitting atop him. "I've got a date with a procedure in less than an hour," she says. "And I like to be punctual. After, though," she vows, stroking his neck, "that's when we can take our time."
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Date: 2018-05-29 04:21 pm (UTC)Steve isn't someone to rush these things but she has a point about not being late for Erskine. Against his better judgment, he rolls his hips and slides into her, mouth meeting hers in a desperate kiss. He hopes it isn't the only time he's with Peggy Carter but if it is, he has to try and get as much as he can before they're torn away from one another.
She feels so good and he doesn't think it's solely because it's been so long for him. He thinks it's more because of who she is and while they haven't known one another for a long time, the time has been meaningful. "Let's make it fast, then."
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Date: 2018-05-30 01:32 am (UTC)"Memorable," she challenges, thinking that's a far better word, and given the glimmer of joy in her eye, she hopes Steve can tell she's only teasing warmly.
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Date: 2018-06-01 03:06 pm (UTC)“Not going to forget it,” Steve assures her. He lifts his hands to cup her breasts as he moves in her, eyes drifting shut. She feels so amazing and even though it hasn’t been that long he feels so intensely for her that he can’t stand it.
“I need you, Peggy. I need this.”
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Date: 2018-06-02 02:10 am (UTC)And yet, she can't.
"Steve," she exhales, arching her back to push her breasts into his hands, wanting him to grip her harder. "Kiss me," she orders.
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Date: 2018-06-05 02:55 pm (UTC)Steve kisses her but it isn’t the gentle, tender kisses from before. This kiss is harsh, stealing purchase and forcing to yield and he is desperate enough that his hips stutter in an awkward rhythm as he does. He’s entirely too needy for her, too in love with her, and it’s going to be the end of him.
“Gonna be right here when you get back,” he swears, breathless. He fills her to the hilt and withdraws again, slow. “Just you and me.”
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Date: 2018-06-06 12:50 am (UTC)"We can find a proper place," she insists, breath hitching. "Somewhere with thicker...w-walls!"
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Date: 2018-06-07 12:21 am (UTC)He can't lose her.
That thought sears through his brain as everything goes white hot and he arches back up into her one last time, trying desperately to get her to finish with him.
"Peggy, please!"
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Date: 2018-06-07 01:47 am (UTC)"Steve," she gasps, that desperation in his voice surprising her in how it shuffles her to the edge. Where she hadn't been sure she was close, now she's utterly convinced. Coming with the push of Steve into her, she lets out a sharp hitch of pleasure, the moan half-gasped as she squeezes around him.
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Date: 2018-06-14 01:35 pm (UTC)There is nothing that feels quite so good as a woman losing herself around him and when it’s someone he cares about, like Peggy, that good feeling is only magnified. He falls back to the bed exhausted and looks up at her, hand reaching out to cup her face.
“You’re going to be fine. I’m going to see you on the other side of this and we will have as much time as we possibly can together.”
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Date: 2018-06-15 12:31 am (UTC)"Promise?" she asks, her voice soft. She knows Steve can't control it, but she's still going to ask it of him, because she wants to know that things will be fine.
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