@allistrange, continued from x because I can’t resist:
it’s the cloak. completely, one hundred percent, no doubt about it. its the only reason Strange finds himself looking up at her.
he certainly had his moments with the cloak of levitation, the times when it decided where they should go. for example: drag him halfway across the ground, before levitating him several feet in the air obviously for the drama of it all. which that part he doesn’t mind. the part he does is when she goes to lift herself off. the cloak decides to wrap itself around one of her wings to keep her grounded for as long as it could. (hint: it was him who conveyed the idea to ground her that way)
the part he did not take into consideration was landing himself as gracefully as usual. instead with a poor imitation of the cloak style landing. Stephen opens a portal right in front of her intending to land on his feet like a cat.
the intent is there but the execution? disagreeable. Stephen ends up biting the dust, his face, his lips, colliding with the top of her shoe. talk about heel fetish.
well, at least the view looking up wasn’t all that bad.
‘fuck.’
She’s struggling with the cloak still, trying to get it off so she might fly out of here. If there was anyone around here who could overpower her, it was absolutely Stephen, and his goddamned magic, but it seemed his handkerchief had a different plan in mind. But Kee’s struggling comes to an end at the sight of him, splayed out on the ground, mouth squarely on her shoe. She’d be lying if she said she couldn’t appreciate the sight. There was nothing quite like a man kissing her feet when she hasn’t even asked.
“What, right here in front’a everyone?” she asked, and squatted down to get a good look. It left her completely open to the cloak’s antics and any other oncoming trouble, but she was entirely unable to resist the opportunity to gloat.
“I always knew ya liked me, Doc,” she crooned, dropping her voice low and intimate. “But if ya wanted t’ kiss my feet, all ya had t’ do was ask.” She wasn’t dumb enough to reach down and touch him, and risk further danger while her wing was still mangled -- which simultaneously hurt like hell and made things a tad bit awkward, considering the sort of sensitive her wings were.