The Morally Grey Ch 5: Make Me Feel ~Peggy Carter xFem Scientist!Reader
Peggy and Reader go out on a proper date, to dinner. And then you drive her home… What on earth could happen…?
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Warnings: NSFW, teasing, kissing, mommy kink, drinking, etc.
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This was the first time you’d been on an actual date date in a long time… You’d gotten all dressed up and everything— dress, heels, makeup, and all.
You took a deep breath and entered the restaurant. You spotted Peggy after we second. She had beaten you there, and your jaw dropped once you saw her. She looked stunning…
You walked up to the reserved table for the two of you, and you sat down across from the brunette.
“I… you look… stunning…” you stammered, your face getting hotter by the second.
Peggy blushed and smiled at your words.
“Thank you, love… You look so beautiful.” The woman sighed in delight.
Now it was your turn to blush even harder.
“So, how did you grow up?” You asked, trying to pivot and make some light conversation.
“England.” Peggy hummed, “One brother, and we had our bouts of fun. Always being told to reign it in…” she chuckled lightly.
You chuckled lightly along with her.
“I know the line… ‘That is no way for a young lady to be behaving!’” You mocked the adults in your childhood, giggling at your own raised voice.
“Goodness, Yesss!” Peggy hissed with laughter, “That tone is spot on!!”
You both laughed each other out, until the waiter came to take your drink orders. After which, you continued your conversation.
“What about your childhood…?” The brunette asked.
“Hmmmm… I was the weird, outcast just growing up, interested in science and pants…” you hummed with a light chuckle.
Peggy hummed and nodded along with a smile.
“Ever been in love?” You threw it out there.
“Yes…” the woman sighed, “Twice. Both died.”
“Oh my…” you gasped lightly, “I’m so sorry.”
“It’s alright, Love. They’re both in past chapters of my life” Peggy reassured you.
You two continued to talk about last relationships. She informed you of her situationship with Sousa, whom you had met. You talked about some of your past partners, especially the ones with funny stories. And you both talked about discovering your sexualities, when, where, who, how, etc. Then your conversation turned to work.
“Ok, so how did you end up at the SSR…?” You asked curiously.
“Ahhh Well… I was a code breaker at one point, loved the work, but hated being undermined constantly. Then my brother got me a job offer at the SOE; a job that led me into working in the SSR during the war with Dr. Erskine. And I just stuck around after, thinking it would be the same… it wasn’t…” she chuckled lightly at her ignorance and arrogance back then,
“But I stayed. And I make it better day by day. And in the end, I love my work.” She resolved with a sigh.
“That’s nice.” You sighed, empathizing with her love of her work, but frustration in colleagues.
“What about you? How did you end up an extremely well funded scientist/inventor…?” Peggy posed you the same question, as your wines arrived.
You paused to order your meals, before you continued.
“Well, I was always interested in the sciences since I was a young girl. My parents came from old money but my mother died at childbirth and my dad when I was early-young woman, so I got all their assets early on. Determined, I started my career as a scientist and researcher. People always have something to say, but I learned to ignore them, and that’s how I’ve gotten where I am today…” you told your story.
“So you have mommy issues…?” Peggy hummed, while you were taking a sip of your red wine.
You nearly chocked at her words, your whole face going best red. The brunette took a sip of her wine.
“I’m just joking, Darling…” She reassured you, when she realized that she had completely paralyzed you.
Her words thawed you back into reality.
“Oh um sorry… Y-yes, I have what one might call mommy issues…” you stammered.
Peggy’s eyes widened at you actually answering her theoretical question. Her mouth dropped slightly in shock. But she quickly came back to her regular self.
“Well, I’ll be sure to remember that…” the woman teased, winking while she spoke.
Your breath caught in your throat. You thought you couldn’t get any more red in the face. You were wrong.
Overall, the dinner went really well. You talked about it all it seemed, about past relationships, your jobs, your childhoods, and much more. You found your heart get all warm every time you made the woman laugh. And that she blushed every time you complimented her. You two bounced off of each other extremely well all night long.
You two are your meals and drank your wine, truly enjoying each others company. You prolonged your night having dessert and then another glass of red wine… Neither of you wanted the night to end.
But alas, the restaurant had to close… You both sighed in contentment as well as longing. You collects your things and walked out with the brunette. She was about to hail a cab, but you insisted that you give her ride home, as it would be safer.
“I insist, Peggy please.” You told the brunette, squeezing her arm lightly to show her you were being serious.
“Oh alright, but you really are too kind, Darling…” Peggy finally relented with a smile and a blush.
“It’s just down the block” you mused aloud, indicating to where the car was parked.
“Lead the way then” the brunette hummed, linking her arm to yours.
You nodded and led Peggy down the street and to your car. You two got in the back and your driver started the drive to Peggy’s apartment. The drive was pleasant and mostly silent for most of the drive. That was until your eyes met the brunette’s once more, and before you knew it, your lips were on hers, and her lips were on yours. The kiss was a bit more heated and passionate than last time, most likely on account of the alcohol.
But before you could take it anywhere else, the car had reached Peggy’s apartment. And that left the two of you in a bit of an awkward silence. Eventually, you broke it.
“Thank you… For tonight, it was lovely…” you spoke softly with a smile.
“I had a marvelous time…” Peggy agreed, smiling back, but something on her lips was unsaid.
You looked at her in light puzzlement.
What was she—?
“Come home with me”
Your whole throat, mouth, and lips ran dry in that moment. Your eyes went wide and you were almost speechless. Peggy now understood you better, and knew that this was you processing her words, so she let you have your time. After a minute or so, you finally managed to string a coherent through together.
“We’re both intoxicated…” you whispered nervously.
Peggy pursed her lips and nodded.
“I understand. Perhaps another time…?” She gently asked.
“Yes, I’d very much like that…” you said with hope filling your eyes now.
The same hope came across Peggy as you spoke.
“Alright. I look forward to it, Darling.” She breathlessly confessed, before kissing you one last time and then leaving the car.
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