“You spoil me with all these compliments,” she mutters softly, an amused lilt in her voice as she nudges at Kate’s neck, senseless nuzzling just because she’s maybe a little tipsy and it’s nice and it feels good and she smells amazing.
She almost squeaks in surprise when Kate’s lips crash into her own, and she leans further into the kiss as Kate deepens it. Yes, she would like more of this, please.
“I think you would not last five minutes,” she says with a low rumble of a laugh. “But now I want to try… get you so flustered in public,” her tone is almost melodic, a sing-song note there, “a-aaalll that antici…”
She waits. And waits…. And waits some more…. Until… Finally—
“…pation,” she breathes against the shell of her ear, skilled fingers slipping under Kate’s shirt to skim across warm, smooth skin. “Aaaall that tension keeps building… and building… but,” she is still huddled so close that she has no doubt Kate could almost feel soft moan she lets slip out. “you are denied the pleasure of the release…”
She presses a kiss under Kate’s ear and murmurs, “Are you sure you’re ready to play your best poker face with a trained spy, Kate Bishop?” her name sounds like the sigh of a prayer when she says it like that.
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Date: 2023-06-11 08:54 pm (UTC)She almost squeaks in surprise when Kate’s lips crash into her own, and she leans further into the kiss as Kate deepens it. Yes, she would like more of this, please.
“I think you would not last five minutes,” she says with a low rumble of a laugh. “But now I want to try… get you so flustered in public,” her tone is almost melodic, a sing-song note there, “a-aaalll that antici…”
She waits.
And waits….
And waits some more….
Until…
Finally—
“…pation,” she breathes against the shell of her ear, skilled fingers slipping under Kate’s shirt to skim across warm, smooth skin. “Aaaall that tension keeps building… and building… but,” she is still huddled so close that she has no doubt Kate could almost feel soft moan she lets slip out. “you are denied the pleasure of the release…”
She presses a kiss under Kate’s ear and murmurs, “Are you sure you’re ready to play your best poker face with a trained spy, Kate Bishop?” her name sounds like the sigh of a prayer when she says it like that.