[He stops resisting with his neck, too easy: he's letting her tug his head back like that. His smile is almost encouraging as she does it. Of course there's still that note like he's laughing about it. He enjoys the fight too much to pass for really sane sometimes.]
Good instincts! Part of the reason why I keep my hair so short, actually. No hindrance.
[If it were any shorter he'd just be buzzing it off, so she's really going to work at it if she wants to keep that handhold.]
By the time you're in this position you've got only a small window of advantage. If this were in the field I'd be trying to choke you into submission right now, or if you were struggling too much for that holding you down with my weight until you thrash to exhaustion. Then I can do whatever I like.
[Which for him means kill, usually. Not the unfortunate thing that sinister subtext may be implying.]
You're not going to get me off you using muscle. Your only real hope is that for some reason I have to move myself. Weak spots in the head are good targets. Eyes, nose, front of the throat.
[Hers is not short and she has no plans to shave it all off, so she's going to have to cope with what she has and continue to put it up in a bun to prevent as much as she can.]
Owen, this is just learning, yes?
[Because the truth is, there is one thing that she is rather good at doing, but it'll give her a headache for days and she doesn't want to break his nose.]
Because what I'd actually do now? I'd use my head against yours to disorient you, kick you in the balls, and them use a heavy object to drop on you. If I were genuinely in this situation, but I was hoping for some more...well, suave ways of doing this.
[Brash and blunt work well for her, but she knows there are other ways that might escape with less notice.]
[Peggy's inhalation is a touch sharp, not solely because of the pressure, but because of the suggestion of something else. She refuses to give in so easily, always wants to give as good as she gets, but she grabs at his hips and tries to think of her next move that can be done without gravely injuring the man.]
No, but I worry I might be disappointing you as a teacher.
[There is another way out of this, but it feels wrong to use seduction techniques to escape a fight, especially when she respects the man. Though...well, use all the weapons at one's disposal.
Which is why when she surges up, she doesn't headbutt him. No, instead, she grabs him by the hair and kisses him, hard.]
[He responds to the kiss, because of course he does. His blood's already up, she's the type of woman she's into, and it's a hard rushing kiss full on the mouth - his favorite.
He returns her fervor, leaning down against her mouth, tilting his head slightly to try to better explore the angle of his lips meeting hers. He has to use his hands to either side of her on the floor now to keep balance; he's really not holding her with anything but his weight.
He's not stupid. He knows this is likely a ploy. If this were life and death he wouldn't give into it. But this isn't life or death, and well...he's been wondering perhaps if it wasn't eventually going to escalate to something like this, for some time. Given the givens and all.]
[Well, that hadn't been the exact effect that she'd been after and the truth is, her plan from here would usually be continuing to try and spin a web, try and sucker a poor man in. In this case, the trouble is that the kiss is an exhilarating rush all its own and she's a bit dizzy with it.
She drags both of her hands through his hair as she eases back, collecting herself and taking stock in the situation. Is he off his guard enough? Can she push him off yet?
Peggy tries, using the moment in between the kiss and her backing away to push with all her might and bring her knee up swiftly to try and knock him off of her, that kiss echoing in her head.]
[The push isn't enough, and he starts to resist her out of some half-hearted misplaced instinct. But the knee makes a difference. He grunts softly against her mouth, surrendering to roll to his right side, dropping off of her and retreating to a safe distance on the floor. Wheezing for breath around chuckles of laughter.]
Ah, I saw that one coming.
[He flops onto his back, arms spread - looks like he's done sparring for the day. He looks up at her with amused curiosity.]
Is that a move you do pull sometimes, in the field? Most women I've worked with refuse to ever use seduction as an option. Even as a little distraction during a fight. It's a point of pride for them, I suppose. Being able to best a man without having to resort to underhanded feminine wiles.
[He shrugs, dropping his head back to look at the ceiling. No judgement; just an honest question.]
Honestly, I couldn't imagine. It's not like as if it's a choice I've had reason to make.
[She didn't think herself that sneaky, if she's honest. After all, she's sure that Shaw knows by now that she's the sort of woman who won't take a loss easily and if that means using all the elements at her disposal, she's going to.
She settles at his side, not straddling him, but near as if they're simply having a friendly discussion.]
I used knockout lipstick on a mission. It usually made it quite a quick goodnight after a kiss or two.
[Which means that she could use her feminine wiles without having to worry about someone getting too frisky.]
I do draw the line at pure intimacy, but I'll use all the weapons I have at my disposal.
Yes, well, it was all fun and games until it got used against me. I very quickly understood how some of my marks felt.
[She's still getting her breath back, but she can't help the way her eyes glimmer with amusement, the fight having given her a spark that she's enjoying quite a bit.]
I think the way this place is, they'll encourage this sort of distraction during a fight, quite honestly.
Oh, no argument there. They are so very single-minded.
[He grimaces, briefly. But shrugs it off. He's in no mood to linger over such thoughts.
Seeing that spark in her eyes as he looks back over, he can't help a slow smile.]
Although. Think it'd be pressing my luck at this point to ask about the chances of getting together for something other than fighting practice, sometime?
[The meaning is obvious. Were they anywhere else he'd couch it in a invitation for a drink or something, but as it is he sees no reason not to get straight to the point. They've been discussing their own active sex lives, after all.]
[She gives Shaw a studious look as she tries to decide what she thinks about that offer. She enjoys sparring with him quite a bit and he's kept her on her toes. Why not? That's what she bumps up against as she looks for reasons to say yes or not.]
No, I think perhaps it's even more civilized for us to talk like proper adults rather than fight the answers out of one another. Did you have something in mind?
Oh, I'm...flexible. [He turns his head aside as he can't but give her a dark suggestive look. A bit of a smolder.] You're an attractive woman, as you know, and I like matching with someone who I think can challenge me. I admire your physicality, if you understand what I'm saying.
If you'd like to make a 'date' of it, we have lots of options. Your place, mine, somewhere else altogether. The view on the roof is nice, if you haven't had the pleasure yet.
[That's not something that she'd expected, but the surprise is a good one. Her eyes are wide and she thinks that she'd very much like to see where this could go.]
Well, then, let's say the roof. I do like having a view of everything.
[It's not the niceness she cares about so much as she likes having a good vantage point that strategically looks out over everything, but then, she doubts Owen would complain.]
Sounds good. [Seamlessly, he pushes forward so he's sitting up with weight on his hands behind him.] Were you thinking right now, or at a later date, to better set the mood?
Let's say a later date, in order to keep some suspense in the air.
[After all, she wouldn't mind a distraction when things get strange as they have been from time to time. Pushing herself to her feet, she offers him a hand to help him up.]
Also, it might give us some time to properly think about what we'll do.
[She narrows her eyes thoughtfully, because she hadn't put much thought into it, though she does have one good reason.]
How about on the beach, when we're not both sweaty and mildly bruised from rolling around on the ground like this? Anytime you're free and I am too, we can fit it into our busy schedules, I'm sure.
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Date: 2018-09-04 09:19 pm (UTC)Good instincts! Part of the reason why I keep my hair so short, actually. No hindrance.
[If it were any shorter he'd just be buzzing it off, so she's really going to work at it if she wants to keep that handhold.]
By the time you're in this position you've got only a small window of advantage. If this were in the field I'd be trying to choke you into submission right now, or if you were struggling too much for that holding you down with my weight until you thrash to exhaustion. Then I can do whatever I like.
[Which for him means kill, usually. Not the unfortunate thing that sinister subtext may be implying.]
You're not going to get me off you using muscle. Your only real hope is that for some reason I have to move myself. Weak spots in the head are good targets. Eyes, nose, front of the throat.
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Date: 2018-09-05 12:51 am (UTC)Owen, this is just learning, yes?
[Because the truth is, there is one thing that she is rather good at doing, but it'll give her a headache for days and she doesn't want to break his nose.]
Because what I'd actually do now? I'd use my head against yours to disorient you, kick you in the balls, and them use a heavy object to drop on you. If I were genuinely in this situation, but I was hoping for some more...well, suave ways of doing this.
[Brash and blunt work well for her, but she knows there are other ways that might escape with less notice.]
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Date: 2018-09-07 04:07 am (UTC)Oh dear. Am I disappointing you?
[He leans more forward on top of her, and shifts his weight so that the most heat from where their bodies are meeting might become more...suggestive.
Though point of order he's still also holding her down at full strength. Not taking any chances, even for something like mid-spar flirting.]
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Date: 2018-09-07 04:22 am (UTC)No, but I worry I might be disappointing you as a teacher.
[There is another way out of this, but it feels wrong to use seduction techniques to escape a fight, especially when she respects the man. Though...well, use all the weapons at one's disposal.
Which is why when she surges up, she doesn't headbutt him. No, instead, she grabs him by the hair and kisses him, hard.]
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Date: 2018-09-07 04:27 am (UTC)He returns her fervor, leaning down against her mouth, tilting his head slightly to try to better explore the angle of his lips meeting hers. He has to use his hands to either side of her on the floor now to keep balance; he's really not holding her with anything but his weight.
He's not stupid. He knows this is likely a ploy. If this were life and death he wouldn't give into it. But this isn't life or death, and well...he's been wondering perhaps if it wasn't eventually going to escalate to something like this, for some time. Given the givens and all.]
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Date: 2018-09-07 11:53 am (UTC)She drags both of her hands through his hair as she eases back, collecting herself and taking stock in the situation. Is he off his guard enough? Can she push him off yet?
Peggy tries, using the moment in between the kiss and her backing away to push with all her might and bring her knee up swiftly to try and knock him off of her, that kiss echoing in her head.]
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Date: 2018-09-07 04:57 pm (UTC)Ah, I saw that one coming.
[He flops onto his back, arms spread - looks like he's done sparring for the day. He looks up at her with amused curiosity.]
Is that a move you do pull sometimes, in the field? Most women I've worked with refuse to ever use seduction as an option. Even as a little distraction during a fight. It's a point of pride for them, I suppose. Being able to best a man without having to resort to underhanded feminine wiles.
[He shrugs, dropping his head back to look at the ceiling. No judgement; just an honest question.]
Honestly, I couldn't imagine. It's not like as if it's a choice I've had reason to make.
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Date: 2018-09-08 04:54 am (UTC)She settles at his side, not straddling him, but near as if they're simply having a friendly discussion.]
I used knockout lipstick on a mission. It usually made it quite a quick goodnight after a kiss or two.
[Which means that she could use her feminine wiles without having to worry about someone getting too frisky.]
I do draw the line at pure intimacy, but I'll use all the weapons I have at my disposal.
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Date: 2018-09-09 01:23 am (UTC)[He nods, seeming to agree with her.]
Seems the way to do it. Maybe next time I see an opening, when it's a real fight, I'll try something different just to keep my opponent on their toes!
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Date: 2018-09-09 02:46 pm (UTC)[She's still getting her breath back, but she can't help the way her eyes glimmer with amusement, the fight having given her a spark that she's enjoying quite a bit.]
I think the way this place is, they'll encourage this sort of distraction during a fight, quite honestly.
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Date: 2018-09-11 11:44 am (UTC)[He grimaces, briefly. But shrugs it off. He's in no mood to linger over such thoughts.
Seeing that spark in her eyes as he looks back over, he can't help a slow smile.]
Although. Think it'd be pressing my luck at this point to ask about the chances of getting together for something other than fighting practice, sometime?
[The meaning is obvious. Were they anywhere else he'd couch it in a invitation for a drink or something, but as it is he sees no reason not to get straight to the point. They've been discussing their own active sex lives, after all.]
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Date: 2018-09-12 01:18 am (UTC)No, I think perhaps it's even more civilized for us to talk like proper adults rather than fight the answers out of one another. Did you have something in mind?
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Date: 2018-09-14 02:03 am (UTC)If you'd like to make a 'date' of it, we have lots of options. Your place, mine, somewhere else altogether. The view on the roof is nice, if you haven't had the pleasure yet.
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Date: 2018-09-14 03:57 am (UTC)Well, then, let's say the roof. I do like having a view of everything.
[It's not the niceness she cares about so much as she likes having a good vantage point that strategically looks out over everything, but then, she doubts Owen would complain.]
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Date: 2018-09-17 09:13 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2018-09-18 02:35 am (UTC)[After all, she wouldn't mind a distraction when things get strange as they have been from time to time. Pushing herself to her feet, she offers him a hand to help him up.]
Also, it might give us some time to properly think about what we'll do.
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Date: 2018-09-18 02:43 am (UTC)Did you have something more...special in mind than your traditional rendezvous?
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Date: 2018-09-18 03:05 am (UTC)How about on the beach, when we're not both sweaty and mildly bruised from rolling around on the ground like this? Anytime you're free and I am too, we can fit it into our busy schedules, I'm sure.
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Date: 2018-09-18 03:12 am (UTC)[They're in touch often enough for sparring. At some point they can arrange a meet-up for something else physical, instead.]