#peggyxstan

[traitorousbitch]

syd and carmy remind me of peggy and stan

great chemistry but just coworkers.. little tiny hints but nothing substantial to work with then the finale hits.

[bourbonwithmybreakfast]

Stan Rizzo and Peggy Olson Fanfic

.My first fanfic about Stan Rizzo and Peggy Olson from Mad Men.

Summary: Peggy recalls that memorable kiss at the office when Stan was in pain and changes her mind about his beard.

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-“I thought you didn´t like beards”.

She smiled. She had been touching his beard tenderly for the last half hour while he was sleeping. She remembered those words. Those were HER words the day he kissed her a few months ago. Not the first kiss which was awkward and just wrong but the kiss of when  he was in pain because of his cousin´s death. That day in which he was higher than usual, a day she could not take him or that kiss seriously by no means. She couldn´t help but remember how a simple kiss had managed to take her breath away for a minute. Even when the circumstances had not been the best, it had been real, it had felt real. She pressed her lips trying not to smile when she remembered she had told him that he was like her brother after he kissed her neck. Up to this day, they both knew that was bullshit cause let´s face it, brothers don´t kiss like that. Those tiny kisses on her neck had been enough to had send shrivers down her spine. She closed her eyes and recalled his beard tickling her. God, its touch felt so warm. He was so close to her heart, she feared he had heard the strong beat inside her.

Stan was such a smart ass. He knew what he was doing and drugs had nothing to do with it. She never noticed how she ended up between his legs that day at the office, his hand on her waist, his breath on her lips. She did notice it felt good though. Even when they had worked together late side by side many many times, that closeness had been so new and unexpected. She had kept trying to focus on the bandage on his forearm but such simple act was becoming anything but simple. Then her stupid words “I want you to stop”. “I have a boyfriend”. Yeah, right. Like that would stop him.

His eyes had always intimidated her and  that day at the office had not been an exception. She had always tried to avoid eye contact with him for too long, the only day she had succeeded was when they stripped at the Waldorf Astoria a few years back but that time was different. Stan was not the guy she knew now. They barely knew each other, there were no strings attached, no midnight phone calls or drinks while working and talking about their lives. Yes, his eyes were…´a thing´ but his body language was also something she liked. He was so confident, he was the one who took more risks when dressing, even when he wore those love beads or fringe suede jackets to work. She suddenly wondered when he had become such a gentleman, at least with her. She knew he had always cared about her, even when they fought about work or pretend they did not stand each other. He always had her back no matter what. But that night at the office, she noticed he had hardly moved. Bastard! It was all in his eyes and his hands. When she decided to use the “Abe” card, she felt as if it had been a challenge for him. Abe who?...  Then it all happened so fast, his hand on the back of her neck and the next thing she knew, he was kissing her. One gentle move as if he was grasping for air and she was ´in the moment´. One thing was certain, the man could kiss. 

She recalled she had had the strength to break the kiss off  before it was too late but she had not been brave enough to open her eyes just a minute before when he was about to kiss her for the second time. Yes, she felt so wanted for once but she had to be Peggy “in control” Olson and kill the mood. Why stop something that felt so good? why?.. she couldn´t help but smile.

Second chances were soooo much better.

“Earth calling Peggy! Earth calling Peggyyyyy! (he smiled back) Don´t you tell me you got your mind working already… in bed… with me… before 8am. And, don´t you dare lie to me, Olson”

She blinks twice and smiles. It is as if she had been pushed from the sky. Her blue eyes met his.

-“I don´t lie! It is true. I don´t like beards (she smirks) I just happen to like yours”

-"You don´t own it, Miss Olson"

-"But... (presses her fingers on the beard and kisses his lips gently) i´m renting it forever"

Stan can´t help but pull her naked body closer to him.

-“Damn! This feel right (he kisses her neck gently) I could use a joint right now…”

Peggy stiffens in surprise.

- “I´m kidding.., boss! (he smiles and whispers) Ypu relax me much more (he kisses her wildly all over her neck) You´re stuck with me and my beard, you hear me? So get used to it! (she smiles) What do you say if i go make some coffee?”

She sits on the bed tangled up in the sheets.

-“Are you… gonna leave me alone with this… creepy poster on the wall?”

-“Well, you are safer with him… (he leans on top of  her) HE doesn´t bite (his eyes finds hers) but I might”

Peggy bites her lip, rolls her eyes meeting the alarm clock on top of some books.

-“Aw, shit! The time. We can´t. We´ll be late for work”

She seems agitated but he just lays on his back.

-“I don´t know about you but i think i can be a few minutes late. Don´t tell anyone but i´m sleeping with the boss.”

He grabs her by her waist and kisses her passionately.

-“What do you say we make some… (he brushes his beard on her chest and neck) love and then get going (he kisses her deeply) After all baby, it might be the end of the world out there”

-Or… (she draws a naughty smile on her face and kisses him gently) in here. You know how i love to be challeged”.