Peggy Carter (
mucked) wrote in
driftfleet2017-02-04 09:55 pm
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ship mingle: february is for starstruckers.
Who: Crew of the Starstruck
Broadcast: N/A
Action: Y, aboard the ship
When: All month
[ welcome to february. y'all know the drill. ]
Broadcast: N/A
Action: Y, aboard the ship
When: All month
[ welcome to february. y'all know the drill. ]

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How I manage what?
[ genuine curiousity. after the little back-and-forth about her lingerie, her urge to challenge him seems to have settled into a pleasant camaraderie. ]
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[ honestly, he might have gotten better at holding his own against her without being reduced to a babbling mess but winning against her seems like a rather far-fetched aspiration.
he turns his head and smiles. this, here, some would view as complicated when in reality, it feels simple and gratifying. ]
Dunno how you do it.
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[ a drop of praise, then, before the clincher: ] Besides. Tell me, does it ever feel as though you've lost when I've won?
[ peggy suspects not. those aren't the sorts of victories she chases with him. not any more. ]
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[ it's an easy truth to admit to, especially now, when they're face to face like this. it's a quiet, breathless moment. he and Peggy has been an almost for so long that simply being like this, inches away from one another, is enough to make him release the breath that he's been holding and confess, once more, ]
Not at all.
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So? We win. Both of us. [ she might have told mister jarvis that she lacks a romantic side, but there's something undeniably sentimental in her voice just now. doubtful it'll last for long. ] Together.
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Yeah.
[ he shifts, turning sideways freeing one arm, using the leverage to loop it around her waist. ]
Maybe that's really what it's all about.
[ today; more than the date and the holiday an far more important than silly cards and boxes of sweets. ]
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peggy supposes it's just about time to admit as much. she sidles nearer -- almost nose-to-nose. ]
I think it might be, yes. [ a crinkle of uncertainty. she touches his upper arm -- ginger as she does it. ] You know, I once thought you could carry the world on these shoulders alone. Which doesn't mean I'm about to suggest I'm at all disappointed. I'm really not. But because I thought you could do it, I started to think I ought to as well.
[ she furrows her brow and shakes away a bad memory. peggy's fingers walk themselves up to his cheek, where she presses her palm with similar tenderness. ]
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[ it has been a bit of a nagging feeling at first. he had the least to lose out of all of the avengers, out of time and out of place and without connections or a personal life to put in jeopardy of anything were to go wrong.
but then there was Natasha and Sam and Bucky and the others and slowly, the team became more than a group of allies. allies don't break apart as fiercely as they did; what happened between him and tony was a falling out between friends and it's that friendship that he would try to salvage one day, when the time is right.
his frown clears, however - he seems to realize something. ]
It's funny. You know, it's not very different than how I used to think of you. Everything you ever told me - I guess I've been trying to make good on those. Still am.
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[ which meant he had her measure, too. that used to bother her more than it does now. something else to add to the list. ]
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[ and one led to the other, as naturally as that. it's a bit of a relief that someone understood a fraction of what they meant to one another. He turns his head, presses a kiss to the very center of her palm, as well as his next question. ]
Better than you?
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[ it's an inch. she offers him an inch. and as she does, she draws the tip of her middle finger down the bridge of his well-formed nose. ]
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[ it's a question asked with a false air of innocence and confusion. his smile gives him away as easily as that, however. ]
Can't imagine how that happened.
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[ he takes a moment, eyeing her all the while and trying ( and failing ) to bite back his smile at this little pretense. ]
Nope. Nothing.
[ tragic, really. ]
You'll have to clue me in.
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You know,
[ he doesn't hurry to complete the sentence, chases his words into her lips again. ]
I think it just did.
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See? I had faith your imagination wouldn't fail you.
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[ he moves his hand, traces his fingers up and down the slope of her neck. It's a constant, stable touch, a way to maintain contact until the next kiss. ]
Or maybe it's both of them.
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Careful, you're beginning to sound all sorts of sentimental again. [ says peggy, who only moments earlier had dared to commit their partnership to words. nothing so crass as boyfriend or lovers or anything else, but instead as a term of victory. ]
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[ he is, indeed. It fact, this moment feels a little like standing on the edge of a cliff, a moment before the leap. A fraction of a minute more and this sentimentality will become overwhelming. ]
I think it might stay like this for the rest of the day.
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Then it's good we got the busywork out of the way already.
[ the firewood. the tent. because she can empathize with his spoken desire to stay just as they are -- with perhaps the question of stumbling into the tent revisted once the sun begins to set. ]
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Another good plan.
[ one seems to lead to the other, today and it all eventually ends right here; the two of them inches apart from one another, peggy's fingers in his hair, his ghosting along the fine line of her neck. ]
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(she tries not to feel guilty for this onset of procrastination -- tries to tell herself they deserve this detour, still.)
peggy pulls gently on his lower lip, letting it slip free from her mouth with a little pop. ] I hope it hasn't interfered with any plans of yours.
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[ but that sentence goes unfinished before it even properly began, unraveling at the seams in the wake of the tug of his lip in hers. the proximity allows the resulting shiver to be registered, just against her and right beneath her fingertips and steve nearly melts into her, covers her lips with his in a distracted, somewhat mindless kiss. it's not fast and it's not frantic but it's impatient, keen on chasing a contact that ended far too quickly. ]
I can't say I remember any of them at the moment, anyway.
[ no harm, no foul. ]
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his impatience is well-received. peggy leans nearer, nudging into his personal space and hooking the heel of her boot behind his knee. ]
None? [ she asks with more breath than voice. ] Shame, that.
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