Ward

Make one wrong move, I dare you. Closed Omega!verse roleplay blog

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Come to life | (Heels) Ward / Skye (Stockings/garter)

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Skye gets a box from a delivery guy about halfway through the afternoon. She thanks him and takes it inside, opening it and raising an eyebrow at the stuff inside. There’s no indication of who the clothes inside are from. Skye pulls them out; at least their her style, and the heels are really nice.

She pulls out her phone when it buzzes, and then snorts as she reads the texts. Ward, of course. At least he thought to send her a ‘please’ afterwards. Not that she would say no. Skye’s quick to send a text back: Does make-up count?

Skye heads into the bathroom to pull out make up and hair supplies to plan what she’s going to do that matches her new set of clothes, as she waits for a reply. At the very least she can do her hair up, even if Ward says not to wear make up. Not that she thinks he really cares if she does or not.

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Ward furrows his brow at her question. He really doesn't have a preference on the matter. It's whatever. Up to you. We good to go? He sent out the text quickly following the arrival of her question and went about finishing up his work so he could get to Skye's room around the time he'd said he would.

There wasn't much doubt that he would, but Ward wanted to be on the safe side in this one.

He glanced at his phone again, waiting to make sure she would go along with his plan.

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Be there | (PTC) Ward / Darcy (Topping from the bottom)

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She definitely wasn’t going to give him a second chance. He knew about her history and her feelings on bonds, he knew, and still he’d avoided her. Honestly he was lucky he’d caught her in a good mood, or else she likely would’ve clocked him.

…And likely broken some fingers, seeing as how she’d never punched anyone for real. (Natasha’s training sessions didn’t count.) But it’d be worth it.

"Ooh, hide and seek!" She was just buzzed enough to make that sound like a Really Good Idea.

"Yes." She said with a nod. "You find me before I change my mind, and you’ve got it." The secret of course was that she wouldn’t change her mind. She was two weeks out from a heat and this was the best idea she’d had all week — even if he’d technically had it.

"Make it ten. Your legs are longer," she said with a shrug, not looking back as she slipped out of the bar, nearly elbowing an Alpha near the door for the look her gave her. Luckily the guy knew a smart idea when he saw one, and Darcy wasn’t it.

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Ward could handle that. He figured he'd probably regret the decision in the end, but for now it was something he could work with. He waved Darcy on as she left him at the bar, noting the time on his watch and turning his attention back to his drink.

He'd fucked up. He knew that. And he'd fix it. Once he figured out exactly how one should go about doing that.

He waited until his clock showed that just over ten minutes had passed before he slugged back the rest of his drink and stood, moving toward the door, shaking his head at the Beta he'd meant to meet up with.

Once outside he automatically went into Agent mode, almost predatory as he began his hunt.

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Be there | (PTC) Ward / Darcy (Topping from the bottom)

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She twists her lips, trying not to let the sting of the admission show. He’d been her first, and she knows that’s a really stupid thing to romanticise, but there it is. She misses that thread between them.

"I’ll have you know I like this drink," she says haughtily, sipping noisily from the straw. "So it’s not going anywhere." Even if she wanted to.

Still, that would hardly be fair. She’d been avoiding him too, she just didn’t have the stones to admit it right now. But then she couldn’t just ignore him, either; clearly she’d ruined his game by picking this of all the fine establishments in the city tonight.

"Tell you what." Okay, and maybe the drink was more rum than she’d thought, because she was pretty sure she wouldn’t make this offer if she were sober.

"We’ll fuck it out. No bonds," she cautioned quickly, "just a good workout." She slid the bartender a $10 and eased off her seat, downing the rest of her drink.

"Leave 5 minutes after I do — there’s a Beta across the room I’ve been flirting with, and I’d rather you didn’t make me look easy." Ooh, point Lewis. Grant wasn’t the only one who could sting.

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When it first sounds like she's offering him a chance, maybe an easier way to explain why he'd done what he had, Ward gets his hopes up. Of course, her actual plan doesn't have any flaws.

Except for the fact that they're - once again - going to ignore Ward's screw up.

He'll have to apologize with something better than coffee. Later though. After.

Ward instead nods. "I think I can manage that. You gonna tell me where to find you or will it be more of a hide and seek thing?" He arched a brow as he asked the question, sipping at his drink.

He could make himself wait the five minutes without a problem. It would give him time to finish his glass.

"See you in five?"

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Be there | (PTC) Ward / Darcy (Topping from the bottom)

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Darcy had been trying to drown all the little voices in her head. They were saying shit like “You should have known better” and “You liked it” and “You’re just like every other Omega, you’re just too stubborn to admit it.”

The alcohol wasn’t healthy, but it was healthier than listening to all the doubts swirling around now that the bond had faded.

Which was of course when she heard his voice over her shoulder. Really his voice, not just a playback in her head, which should have been a relief. She wasn’t sure if it was.

"Got one," she said neutrally, waving her blended pina colada. It was probably the most embarrassing drink to have been caught with, talk about typically girly — but it was her comfort go-to. "But thanks."

"…You come here often?" The eyebrow she raised was skeptical.

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Ward almost snickers at the clichéd line, but he stops himself before he can, instead slipping onto a bar stool beside her. There's something a little less there than it was before and Ward automatically reaches for the Bond that had faded, searching to figure out what.

Of course, that option is really off the table in the long run, isn't it?

He'll have to settle for old fashioned. "Yeah.. Probably a little too often now that I really look at it." He shrugged, waving down the bartender for his usual drink.

"I've been avoiding you. I shouldn't have been, but I have. You're perfectly within your rights to throw a drink at me at this point." The words are blatant, laced with resignation.

"Unless you'd rather not." Which meant that she didn't think he was the one who'd fucked up or that she had a better idea in mind.

Not necessarily a situation he wanted to deal with. Damn it, just throw the drink. Nothing is that easy.

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Be there | (PTC) Ward / Darcy (Topping from the bottom)

This was not how Ward had meant for the evening to go. To say the least.

He'd meant to simply head to the bar, have a few drinks, maybe track down the Beta he'd been talking to last time she'd been in. She said she was a regular. Shouldn't take long for her to appear.

Ward had decided that being out and about with people he hadn't been living with would be a good decision.

Stay out and relax.

Hell, maybe avoid offering himself up to Darcy again even though their last Bond had just faded. He hadn't asked, simply because he hadn't wanted to be rejected.

Male ego and all that. 

His plan was shot to hell as soon as he spotted Darcy through the crowd, her head just behind the Beta he'd been waiting for.

Without stopping to wave hello first, he pushed himself off of his bar stool and across the floor. He ignore the cheery greeting from the Beta, instead offering Darcy a sheepish smile.

"Can I buy you a drink?"

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Come to life | (Heels) Ward / Skye (Stockings/garter)

Ward has decided that the sole purpose of tonight was to relax. That, on this occasion, didn't include camping out in his room with the door locked and a beer.

Instead it had him, arranging for it to be dropped off at Skye's door sometime that day. It's a stocking and garter set. He has no real sense of what she'd like, but a message to Fitz aims him in the right direction

The heels are completely on accident. He hadn't meant for those to be included, but the idea of Skye in them had been enough for him to have it arranged.

Some guy from a boutique downtown will deliver it within the next hour or so.

Once the time was up, he sent off a text, something like Expect me at eight. Don't be wearing anything else.

The next message, an added please is an afterthought.

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Heels (Skye) PTC (Darcy)

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Just dinner || Skye and Ward

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Skye rolls her eyes, but gives him a smile. “I’m just saying, you and May’s glares could down passing geese flocks.” She heads down the sidewalk, looking around to make sure that they actually find the place. Supposedly it’s pushed back a little, a little out of sight from the sidewalk.

"Never been. You’re my experimental dinner friend tonight, since I’ve been trying to find some good places to get something to eat that’s nearby."

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"Y'know, if it wasn't you, I might have to question your reasoning on that one a bit more. Experimental dinner friend could mean many things. For example: how long to cook a human, what kind of poison works the fastest, how little poison can someone have before it doesn't effect them.." All very important questions that he didn't want to donate himself toward answering.

But it was okay, because Skye wasn't a mad scientist.

"So where is it again?"

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A Little Help from my Friends || Skye and Ward

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Skye hums. “Alright. And I won’t make you sleep on the couch, unless you’d really prefer it to the bed.” She smiles a little. “It’s not really infringing on my space if I asked you to be here.” Skye stands up and stretches, planning on changing into some pjs if Ward’s going to come over right then.

"I don’t have any extra toiletries you can use, so you’ll have to bring a toothbrush. I have soap and shampoo and toothpaste that you can use, but that’s about it." Skye tells him, opening a drawer and pulling out her pajamas, starting to change, her phone pressed to her ear with her shoulder. "So grab any of that sort of stuff that you need."

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Ward stops his hunt long enough to turn and grab a toothbrush, adding it to his collection of clothing. “I’ll be there in a few minutes. And yeah, probably best if you prepare the couch. I wanna give you your space, but I’ll be nearby when you need me.” Ward pointed out. 

"On that note, give me five minutes tops. Tell JARVIS I'm coming up though. If you've already locked yourself away, then I'll need permission to get off on your floor." Unless he took the stairs.

Which was always a possibility. Technically.

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Just dinner || Skye and Ward

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"You look like you’re trying to kill people with your eyes," Skye tells him, "You don’t need to play good little diplomat, but you don’t need to look like I’m taking you out to your execution." She says as she steps out onto the sidewalk. "It’s just dinner."

"I wouldn’t make you help. If I pushed it back myself, I’d be super strong. It has all my stuff in it, which makes it really heavy," Skye states as she heads out to the diner. "You could count it as training."

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"No I don't. If people take it that way, it's their own damn fault." He pointed out, a smirk curling up the corners of his mouth. He followed her out of the tower and into public, along the sidewalk.

"Have you been to this diner before? or is it an experimental dinner thing?"

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#TeamBus || Fitz, Skye & Ward

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He moves off down the hall, and can’t help but think this may go horribly wrong. Wait. Did they even tell Ward what to do with the fish after he’d brought it out from Coulson’s office. 

He stops walking and turns around to look back to where Ward is. “Ward! You need to put the package in the incinerator!” He shouts over to him, and gives him a quick smile and a thumbs up. It’d be such a shame to go through all this trouble just to end up with the fish back in his possession. 

"Okay, so I’ll stay here," he tells Skye as they reach the middle of the corridor. "And you go down to the end, right?" There’s a little uncertainty in his voice. "Should we have a codeword or a hand signal incase something goes wrong?" 

And everything could go wrong. There was just so many things that could go wrong that Fitz didn’t even want to think about them.

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"Sounds good to me," Skye tells Ward, and follows Fitz down the hallway. She really hopes that Ward can get in and out quickly. Skye really doesn’t want AC to kill her. She’s pretty sure it would be a gruesome death and no one would ever find her again.

Fitz stops to shout at Ward. They could just have thrown it in the incinerator later, if Ward didn’t. It’s still in the trash bag, after all, and if Fitz didn’t want to go anywhere near it, Skye could have easily taken care of it.

Fitz stops in the middle of the hallway. “Nah, we don’t need anything. It’ll be fine.” She gives Fitz a smile and a quick peck on the cheek. “Calm down. Nothing’s going to go wrong.” She pulls away and heads to the end of the hall, leaning against the wall and looking around, to make sure that Coulson isn’t coming back.

Skye hopes that Ward hurries. She doesn’t want to be drowned in the pool and then dismembered and run through the incinerator.

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Ward snorts at Fitz’s not so subtle remark, shouted through the hallway. He waits until Skye has gone on to the end of the hall. After a quick glance over the two, he walks up to Coulson’s door, turns the handle, and walks in.

The thing Ward has noticed with Coulson is that, while yes, he’s dangerous and intimidating, he also has the tiniest sense of humor. You have to stretch a bit to get to it, and it’s a bit dry, but, as far as Ward can tell, it’s there.

Of course, finding a fish on his desk won’t exactly be funny. Still, Ward is sure that, if he’s caught, he find a way to get out of it in the long run. For now though, he crosses the room, grabbing the trashbag with the fish in it and rolling it up into a bundle, tucking it under his arm and turning back toward the door.

Of course, to fuck with the other two, he checks his watch, taking a full minute before opening the door again and walking out, pulling it closed behind him. He gives a brief wave to Fitz, still in the middle of the hall, before heading back to his office and rolling his eyes.

They’ll pay up for lunch later.

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A Little Help from my Friends || Skye and Ward

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Skye relaxes. “Yeah, I’m sure.” She assures him, “I don’t think I’m going to start until tomorrow, though, if you need the time to get stuff figured out.” She lays down on her bed, staring at the ceiling as they talk. Thank God he had said yes. Skye was comfortable with Ward and he would make sure that she was okay.

"All I really need to do to get ready myself is text AC and tell him that my heat came early," Skye informs him, "I’ve got everything ready here. Unless you’d rather do it in your apartment. That’d be fine too." She’s just stocked up on frozen food for the week and made a whole bunch of juice.

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"That might be what you think but you can't be sure. Not if it managed to sneak up on you a week in advance. Let me grab a change of clothes and I'll be there in a few minutes. If you don't know where you want me, prepare the couch. I'm not gonna infringe on your space, but I do want to be within easy range for when you decide you don't wanna wait, kay?"

He figured he'd give her the chance to tell him to fuck off until she had to have him there. Waiting for her response, he pushed himself up onto his feet, ducking into his room and putting together a spare bag with another set of clothes. Only one because he wouldn't need it until he left.

"Whaddaya say?"

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A Little Help from my Friends || Skye and Ward

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Skye relaxes a little when he answers the phone, finally, “Hey, Ward, are you free for the next seven days or so? Because I need a favor to ask,” She starts with, laying back on her bed.

Skye hopes he says yes. She doesn’t really have anyone else to turn to. Except Phil - which just ew no - or Natasha, but she doesn’t know Natasha that well and doesn’t want to bog her down for a week when she may be needed for other things.

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"Oh," Ward paused, pushing himself up onto his elbows, reaching for the watch he'd ditched on the coffee table and glancing at it for the date. So it had been.. just yesterday? Or the day before? He couldn't remember.

"Uh, well, yeah, if you're sure, I am." If he wasn't, he could make himself available. He'd just have to send a message to Coulson. Tell him that he'd been selected for a heat leave.

"Are you sure though?" If she was, he could wait until she gave the go ahead or, depending, he could be at her room in a few minutes.

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A Little Help from my Friends || Skye and Ward

Skye sits down on her bed and playing with her phone in her hands for a moment. She sighs and scrolls through the list of contacts, picking out Ward’s number and punching it. She’s going to need help through this after all, and Ward’s the best choice right now. But, Skye’ll call him, so not to sway his decision with her smell. She’s not even sure if he’ll pick up, let alone if he’ll say yes when she asks him to help her with her heat. Skye listens to the phone ring, and waits.

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Ward has just entered his room when his phone goes off. He takes a moment, closing the door and toeing off his shoes before pulling it from his pocket and answering it.

"Ward." 

He hadn't checked the caller ID, figuring that the caller wouldn't have bothered unless they'd known he'd be awake. Only one way to know that.

He crossed the room to sprawl across his couch.

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Double check | Skye & Ward

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Skye’s about to try to say something to Ward when he stops and tells her to go. She’s quick to start on the routine, working through it quickly. Skye’s panting and sweating by the end of it, stepping back and going to go get a bottle of water. “That it for the day?” She asks, downing the rest of the water and wishing she had some more.

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Ward tightens his hands around the sides of the bag, holding it in place for Skye's hits and attacks.Once she's finished, he releases it and begins unwrapping his hands. "Yeah, that's it. I guess this means I'll see you in about a week then." He offers an apologetic smile, feeling like a tool for bringing it up - he knows some people prefer to leave it left alone. 

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Cinco de Drinko // Grant & Darcy

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Darcy made a soft sound into his mouth, bracing her hands on the sofa on at either side of his head. Her hair hung down, getting in the way, but it was completely worth it for the grip he’d found in its waves.

"Are you calling me heavy?" she teased, rolling her hips a little in retaliation. It only served to stretch her ribs beneath his fingers, and she nodded silently, arms stretching obediently so that he could get the thing off. Darcy wasn’t usually the obedient type, but this was different — it was clearly in her best interests.

She’d never been more happy to have worn the good bra, even if she’d chosen it because it was the last one clean and the lace was scratchy; it looked fantastic.

"You too," she demanded, tugging pointedly at the collar of his shirt.

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"I would never..." He teased, darting forward as soon as her shirt was out of the way, his mouth skating over the swell of her breast, available over her bra. They'd have to take that off too in a moment.

First, he gave into the tug of her fingers, grabbing the hem of his shirt and pulling it up - over his head - and tossing it over the back of the couch before shifting forward to drag his tongue over her skin again, tasting her.

"Back to what you were doing. Up." His hands slid along the outsides of her thighs, urging her to scoot up, though he released her soon after, curling himself forward, sucking little marks onto her skin as he shifted down, though he could only go so far before he had to lay back on the couch again.

"You're still wearing too may clothes." He pointed out, hands still tracing along her sides and up, along her stomach.

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Double check | Skye & Ward

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Skye starts doing her crunches, trying not to think too hard about stuff. She’s going to have to figure out how to ask Harry. What is she going to do if he says no? Skye thought she was going to have at least a week more to plan, to talk to Harry about it. So he’d be able to clear his schedule - if he said yes - without too much hassle. And if he said no, Skye would have more time to deal with it. Now she was already in preheat, and she had to figure something out asap.

Skye glances over to where Ward is working on the punching bag. Out of all of the members of the team who could help, Ward would be the one she was the most comfortable with. But it’s not like he would agree even if she asked.

Skye finishes her crunches and gets up, wrapping her hands and joining Ward near the punching bag, waiting for him to finish so they could start.

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Ward didn't mind the silence as Skye finished off her routine, only stopping his own for a moment to head over to the corner of the gym and turn on the upbeat rock playlist he normally played whenever he was in here. Strictly for the fact that if he wanted something to zone out to.

And it worked. He hadn't realized how long he'd been at it until Skye moved to stand nearby, catching Ward's eyes. Ward finished off his round of punches easily before reaching out, grabbing at the punching bag and holding it in place. 

"Go for it." He inclined his head toward the bag, gesturing for Skye to go ahead and start in on the bag in question.