Peggy curls in with him, letting the warmth of his body wash over her. Even though she can prioritize the mission, Peggy is also more than capable of thinking about all the time they've lost not doing this and how she intends to make up for that by soaking up every last bit of sensory experience. She wants to remember all of this, in the event that it goes away.
"Are you a military man?" Peggy feigns ignorance, appearing bright-eyed and desperately interested. She reaches out and presses a palm to their mark's chest, stepping away from Steve to get closer to him, just enough so that her perfume and figure are an intoxicatingly close distance. "I bet you have some wonderful stories and Steve never tells me all of his," she says, with mock-upset. "I'd love to hear some from a real hero."
Their mark huffs a little and just the tiniest hint of red at his ears tells Peggy that she's got him, if she wants him. "Darling," she says to Steve. "Get us some drinks, won't you? We can't have a hero be thirsty before he tells us about his experiences."
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Date: 2017-05-07 06:33 pm (UTC)"Are you a military man?" Peggy feigns ignorance, appearing bright-eyed and desperately interested. She reaches out and presses a palm to their mark's chest, stepping away from Steve to get closer to him, just enough so that her perfume and figure are an intoxicatingly close distance. "I bet you have some wonderful stories and Steve never tells me all of his," she says, with mock-upset. "I'd love to hear some from a real hero."
Their mark huffs a little and just the tiniest hint of red at his ears tells Peggy that she's got him, if she wants him. "Darling," she says to Steve. "Get us some drinks, won't you? We can't have a hero be thirsty before he tells us about his experiences."