"Well, you're calling them the tracksuit guys, milochka," her fingers curl against the curve of Kate's cheek. "if they were not weird, I think they are failing." she laughs softly.
Maybe it wasn't intentionally such an invitation, but she won't hear Yelena making a fuss, except that surprised gasp she just earned herself. Her fingers wind through Kate's hair, a soft, pleased hum in her throat. "More... more of that would be nice," she mumbles against the archer's temple, her lips pressing softly there.
"No," she says through a laugh, shifting only enough to let Kate get more comfortable. "no evidence..." she almost purrs the words in Kate's ear, but then her words are a barely audible whisper which Kate probably won't understand, even if she can hear every word. "Я тоже не могу потерять тебя."
I can't lose you, too.
Maybe it wasn't intentionally such an invitation, but she won't hear Yelena making a fuss, except that surprised gasp she just earned herself. Her fingers wind through Kate's hair, a soft, pleased hum in her throat. "More... more of that would be nice," she mumbles against the archer's temple, her lips pressing softly there.
"No," she says through a laugh, shifting only enough to let Kate get more comfortable. "no evidence..." she almost purrs the words in Kate's ear, but then her words are a barely audible whisper which Kate probably won't understand, even if she can hear every word. "Я тоже не могу потерять тебя."