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Multi-verse Stark RP 21+

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thorfromwork​:

For just a second, that bravado slipped when he looked at Loki. He knew only what Heimdall had been able to tell him about the attacks, and it was nothing specific. From what he could gather from the shield maiden’s words, it was worse than he’d thought. He didn’t know why disappointment and grief should swell in him in equal measure at the knowledge, but it did. “What have you done?” he said softly, an expression of despair more than a real question. Why Loki insisted on destroying himself at every turn, he’d never understand.

He turned back to the other two, noticing the soldier’s easy stance, and his own posture eased to something less threatening. It was a calm, reasonable voice that asked if they could return to the sky to talk over the options. Thor didn’t feel particularly reasonable, and the sky rumbled with his displeasure, but if they could settle this diplomatically, they should. It was probably a strategy he should try more often. “Agent Coulson is a friend,” he said finally. “If he vouches for you, then I trust his word. No harm will come to Loki, and when your home is safe again, he will return to Asgard to face justice.”

Originally posted by medusasangrierlittlesister

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Toni wasn’t one to trust easily, or at all really, and her very, very tight circle was a clear indicator of that. People liked to class it as ego or arrogance, she thought of it as protecting herself. The switch in his demeanor made her eyes narrow, but she knew that they needed to try. She agreed, with the caveat that he keep his thunder and lightning to himself.  “Not once have we shown an intent to harm him,” she all but snapped in clear annoyance. He might deserve it, but she wasn’t a monster. “Let’s go then, so we can all get what we need and go on about our lives without any more Shakespearean drama.” She stepped back towards Steve, “I’m trusting you to bring Loki. Just now that I don’t handle betrayal well.” She held out a gauntleted hand to Steve, her gaze staying steady on Thor. 

Originally posted by femaleheroes

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thorfromwork​:

Thor’s feelings were in a turmoil, and the sky rumbled with thunder, echoing his mood. Discovering that Loki was alive after he’d mourned him was enough on its own, but discovering their attempts at a hostile takeover on the planet he loved was entirely another. Grief mingled with his rage, making both all the more potent, and his argument with his sibling was doing nothing to quiet either. He didn’t know why he’d expected Loki to listen to reason when he was already midway through this attack on Earth. He didn’t know why he ever expected better from them, but there was a tiny hope for his brother that refused to go out no matter how he tried to extinguish it.

He was in no mood for outside interference, even from the Earthlings he loved, and he shot a murderous glare at the metal woman and her soldier when they landed nearby. He didn’t discount their power if they’d managed to take an Asgardian prisoner, and though a part of him was itching for a fight, he didn’t want to make the situation worse. It was best if they weren’t involved. They’d be leaving just as soon as he got Loki to admit they knew where the Tesseract was. “My brother is not a thing,” he said coolly. “And this is none of your concern. Loki is a prisoner of Asgard.”

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Toni raised an eyebrow underneath her face plate and a part of her wished for digital eyebrows on the outside, just for that reason. But that would kill the aesthetic and she had an image to maintain. Shifting herself, she put enough room between her and Cap for him to use the shield if he had to, but didn’t go any further. Just because she was familiar with Thor from Coulson’s files didn’t mean that she was going to trust him as far as she could throw him.... without the suit.

“No, he’s not a thing, but he is someone who has perpetrated attacks on our people,” her voice was cold and clipped, clearly so even through the modulator. “I know you’re not here for a fight against us, or Coulson wouldn’t have vouched for you in any of this. Prisoner of Asgard or not, he still has information we need to protect OUR HOME. You have no right to take that from us.”

Originally posted by rainbowkarolina

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walkitoffrogers​:

Steve was used to having no time to process. Ever since he’d taken the serum, it had been one fight after another. Losing Bucky was the hardest, the thing that almost broke him. He thought it might have if he hadn’t had a responsibility to go after Schmidt to keep him moving. Maybe it was better that he was already in the middle of another war now. Eventually, he was going to have to sit alone with that grief, and he didn’t know what he was going to be like on the other side of it.

He leveled a serious gaze at her, as well as he could through the visor. He preferred to see her eyes. They were more telling than anything she said out loud, much like Howard’s. Watch this hand, listen to my voice, pay no attention to that man behind the curtain. “We’re a team. We go together.” He didn’t hesitate to put his hand in hers and step closer, ignoring Natasha’s advice from behind them. He tilted his head, a clear question as to where she wanted him. He didn’t pretend to know the aerodynamics of her suit better than she did.

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That serious gaze made her smile despite herself and she had to snap herself out of it. She’d read the files on Steven Grant Rogers and James Buchanan Barnes so many times that she could quote them. She’d also read the side notes, the things that so few people remembered anymore and wondered if the Brooklyn Boys were truly lost to time, even if one of them was alive. Time would tell, she supposed, when the grief caught up to him and the realization that his old life was long gone accompanied it. 

Tugging him to her, she locked an arm around his waist and freed her hand as she settled him on the tops of her boots. “Together then,” she agreed with a sharp nod. “Hold on tight, Brooklyn. The Cyclone’s got nothing on this,” she warned before her three free repulsors fired and she jetted them off the quinjet, Jarvis already tracking the other pair in her HUD. 

One quick command had Itsy Bitsy Spider playing in the quinjet on repeat over the comm system until she got back on it. She had an allergy against being told what she should and shouldn’t do. She landed right next to the pair of Asgardians, setting Cap down gently. “You know, it’s rude to just take things.” 

Originally posted by misandriste

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walkitoffrogers​:

There was a part of Steve that was still reeling from everything that had happened since he’d come out of the ice. It wasn’t enough that he’d time traveled seventy years, but now aliens were real and attacking the Earth. That wasn’t even to touch on the things that had happened before he went into the ice which, by the way, in no way felt like they’d happened seventy years ago. That was a couple of weeks ago for him, and just like in the last war, there was no time to stop and acknowledge any of it.

That part was tucked way down deep inside himself so that he could focus on what needed to be done, and that much, at least, was familiar. Steve Rogers didn’t have a place in this world, but Captain America was a familiar role to play, and he might be able to make a difference here. Capturing Loki had been too easy though, and he didn’t hesitate to say as much. This was his team, after all. If he couldn’t voice his concerns to them, this was never going to work.

In spite of himself, the corner of his mouth pulled up in a smile at her joke. It almost startled a real one out of him to hear what sounded like agreement, but he was wise enough not to comment on it. It was nice to know he wasn’t the only one wary of a trap. The storm felt unnatural, and Loki’s reaction to it even more so. “What’s the matter? Scared of a little lightning?” He couldn’t keep the skepticism out of the question. He hadn’t so much as flinched at him or Toni. He wasn’t sure anything could have prepared him for an actual person boarding the plane in midair, and he was already reaching for the shield.

Originally posted by cxptain-capsicle

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She wanted to rage at Fury for throwing Steve right back into the fight, no time to heal or process the change he’d been dragged through. What had been decades for the world probably felt like a snap of his fingers for him, and she remembered her history. Even before his crash, things hadn’t exactly gone well. It would be different if he had chosen it for himself, but something told her that wasn’t exactly the case. 

If there was one thing that had kept her alive, it was that skepticism, that deep distrust she’d built after years of being absolutely fucked over. Steve’s question had her narrowing her eyes and reaching for her face plate at Loki’s answer. She was fully justified when the whole plane thudded. Popping her face plate back on and feeling it connect, she slammed the button for the back, fully intending to go face down whatever it was before the golden behemoth of a man landed in the back of the quinjet. 

When he snatched Loki, she snarled in her helmet and turned to Cap. “If he frees Loki or kills him, the tesseract’s lost,” her voice was snippy even through the voice modulator. “You can hitch a ride or stay,” she offered her hand out, fully intending to snag him and jet off after him no matter what he said. 

Originally posted by diver5ion

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a warm light for all mankind || stoni

After her entrance in Stuttgart, Toni had been watching everyone carefully as Loki was loaded onto the quinjet. Her eyes drifted to the Captain behind the protection of her suit, the legend of her childhood come to life and in living color. When she’d first seen S.H.I.E.L.D.’s file on his retrieval, something had clenched in her chest and then she got angry for a moment before it was quickly swept under the job. Unwilling to be too close to Romanoff, she stayed standing next to Steve, eyes on Loki. 

Lowering her faceplate, she smiled slow and sharp at the surprise on Loki’s face before angling herself more toward Cap when he started talking. The idea that it had been too easy was one she shared, for all her arrogance. “Well, I would say it could be because you’ve spent most of seventy years being a Capsicle,” she mused, a playful edge in her voice, “but...” She trailed off because she wasn’t big on telling people they were right during their first real meeting, but she had to acknowledge it at least a little. 

When lightning cracked outside the quinjet, her eyes narrowed at the way Loki froze and began to look around. Her eyes tracked over Steve, over Romanoff and something in her bristled. 

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｡･:*˚:✧｡ NATASHA STARK [33] has just landed on Earth 469, though you might know them better as IRON WOMAN.  As they get used to their new home, they’ve settled in the NYC area. I’ve heard that they’re from ✧ MARVEL COMICS (earth 3490) ✧ and they still have that channeling Icarus, too much coffee and too little sleep, red lipstick and Louboutins, frantic creationist vibe about them. We can only hope they come to help us in this world. ✧˖*°࿐ katie mcgrath , cisfemale, she/her .

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vvidowbite​:

Natasha had spent so many years where her body didn’t belong to her that sharing space meant little to her now, unless she chose it. Deciding to be in Toni’s space, wanting to be in it, was the difference for her. She wasn’t on a mission or gathering intel, although they were kind of working, in a loose sense of the word. It had been a long time since she’d chosen someone for herself and wanted to make it stick.

She’d never be able to create things like Toni did, but she was good with technology. Her talents just ran to breaking and infilitrating rather than building. She peered curiously at the hologram, raising an eyebrow at the mention of Clint, but she knew better than to ask. “Beautiful,” she breathed. Her fingers hovered over the design, awed as always by Toni’s mind on plain display. It was a better defense than even she would have thought of, and it didn’t rely on Natasha being uncompromised to destroy it.

Originally posted by uselesssomebody

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The days of Toni being liberal with her space had cost her dearly, causing the surprisingly icy distance she physically kept. Allowing anyone close, for any reason, was a dicey proposition. But as in most things, once Toni made up her mind about something, it was usually full steam ahead and clean up the consequences of her actions later with alcohol and engineering. She’d already decided to let herself have Itsy Bitsy at least once before it bit her. 

She positively beamed at the praise, her fingers spreading to enlarge the hologram and pull it apart further. “All you ever have to have is satellite access,” she informed her, “and it will get to me.” That meant it was always, unless she was too far underground or not on earth. Her mind worked in ways most couldn’t begin to fathom, and she’d learned a special sort of espionage along the way. Blending the two could occasionally create things that were downright terrifying.

Originally posted by witchlena

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vvidowbite​:

The very fact that it didn’t bother Toni to be pulled into a life or death situation meant Natasha had to tread twice as carefully here. She knew the woman could play fast and loose with her life, and she didn’t want to give her any more reason to take unnecessary risks. She didn’t blame Rhodey for his protectiveness. She’d have wanted to kill anyone who put Clint in danger too, and she had, a number of times.

She drifted closer, unable to resist an invitation like that, leaning between her knees, although not quite as much in her space as she’d been. Her gaze hovered over the spider, the implications overwhelming her for a moment. She knew Jarvis could get in and out of most systems, but having a direct line that wasn’t Toni’s opened up a possible breach in security. If there was a way out, that meant there was a way in. “And the self-destruct?” she murmured, because she couldn’t imagine Toni leaving that door open if Natasha was ever compromised.

Originally posted by vormirjumper

When Natasha came closer, she shifted to make room for her. This sort of space sharing wasn’t nearly as dangerous to her as anything else they’d been up to. She was finding more and more that she rather enjoyed Natasha’s brain. It was intelligent enough to keep up with some things, even if it wasn’t the technical side of things, but that she didn’t expect anyone to keep up with her on. A slow smile spread over her face at the question. 

“Jarvis, pull up the schematic for Itsy Bitsy’s Stark phone, if you please.” The blue hologram popped up right near them and she flicked her fingers, pulling the screen face off of the model and gesturing where the spider sat. “There is a fingerprint reader directly where the spider sits that is coded to exactly three people. You, me.... and Barton,” she explained, ignoring telling her how she got hold of fingerprints of a man she’d yet to meet. “If anyone else touches it, or tries to hack into your phone... it fries itself.” 

Originally posted by blackbirdblackbird

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vvidowbite​:

Rhodey had made it brutally clear to Natasha that she was on his shit list. She couldn’t even blame him for it. She hated herself a little for bringing Clint in, even as she knew it never could have gone another way. Toni, though, had been a conscious choice, and Rhodey had let her know in no uncertain terms that if she got Toni killed, it wouldn’t be Hydra or Winter Soldiers she had to fear. If things went that badly, she might not even fight him on it.

She watched with mild amusement as Toni copied over her phone, accepting the new one without protest. It was sure to be safer than anything from S.H.I.E.L.D, and Nat didn’t really get attached to her stuff. Call it a lifetime of never having anything that was actually hers, and that was almost as true with S.H.I.E.L.D as it had been with the Red Room. “What does the new toy do?” Toni always had the best tech, she wouldn’t mind admitting.

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Toni had a habit of getting herself into enough trouble that often she wouldn’t come home from. Natasha pulling into something with the same possible ending really didn’t bother her. She knew that, as powerful as her skills of persuasion were, she would never be able to talk Rhodey down from whatever threats he made against Itsy Bitsy.

There were a lot of things to be held against S.H.I.E.L.D, and that lack of identity and singularity were at the top of the list. The question had her grinning from ear to ear and pulling herself back up on a table top. “Everything your phone did,” she curled her finger for her to come close, pointing out a small, nearly invisible design in the bottom corner of the wallpaper. A small, metal spider with a crown perched on its head was just under her finger. “That will automatically link you to Jarvis, and therefore to me. A two second hold is all it takes.”

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vvidowbite​:

Natasha knew Clint would do nothing but encourage her. They never really tried to stop each other from doing anything. It was a way they had of letting each other be exactly who they were. If it was dangerous or stupid or both, they just knew without asking that they had a partner in the catastrophe. He’d never leave her alone, and he’d never ask her to be anything other than exactly what she was. If that wasn’t love, she didn’t know what was.

She gave her that enigmatic smile and leaned back slightly into her own space. It might be literal in the near future, but it didn’t need testing for her to know for sure. Toni could have turned her over to S.H.I.E.L.D immediately. She could have been Hydra herself. She could have gotten her killed or worse any number of ways already if she really wanted to. She surrendered her phone without complaint, interested to see what she had up her sleeve now.

Originally posted by natashandscarlettblr

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Rhodey had picked her up too many times after other people had discarded her like a worn out pair of shoes. He didn’t take kindly to her taking risks with her heart with anyone that he didn’t explicitly approve of, usually, and Itsy Bitsy definitely wasn’t on that list, she figured. Sure, she’d probably earned some points with the jab to the neck and stuff, but that really only went so far. 

The very idea of actually working for S.H.I.E.L.D or being Hydra made her want to sneer and likely always would. It didn’t matter that her father had been part off why the damn agency existed to begin with. Taking the phone, she tossed it onto the table and pulled an entirely different one out of the drawer. “J, copy her phone over please. Standard transfer. And then you know what to do from there, Baby Boy,” she mused aloud, waiting for the notice that the copy was done. Once it was, she dropped Nat’s old phone in Dum-E’s bucket he’d rolled over. “You can go play with the incinerator,” she decided and he beeped in excitement as he rolled away. 

Originally posted by misandriste

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vvidowbite​:

Somehow, she trusted that Toni would be as careful with her as Natasha was being with her. There was more honesty on the table than she was used to, and more caution too. If she was going to begin this with someone, she could think of much worse ways. There were no guarantees it wouldn’t crash and burn anyway, but since they were basically on a suicide mission, it wasn’t at the top of her concerns.

She leaned forward ever so slightly, her smile slow and wicked as she held her gaze. “With my life.” Her voice was soft and teasing. The words, unfortunately, were three hundred percent true. She came to Toni because she trusted her not to get her killed. She even trusted her with Clint’s life, and that was far more precious to her than her own. It wasn’t much of a leap to trust her with this too.

Originally posted by wankenobae

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Suicide missions, childhood heroes turned prisoners of war turned tortured villains, and willingly allowing herself to be wrapped up in Itsy Bitsy’s webs... Rhodey was going to kill her if someone else didn’t do it first. Not even for the first two, nowhere near. He was used to the first. He had accepted the second with surprising ease. It was that last one that would be the straw, she was sure. He couldn’t protect her in that one. 

“You just might be before we’re done,” she said seriously, taking in that look and fighting down the urge to nibble on her lip again. “Give me your phone,” she said suddenly, switching gears in an instant, dizzying to most people that saw it and she didn’t even care. She waggled her fingers at her expectantly, already leaning over to open a drawer underneath her table. 

Originally posted by blackbirdblackbird

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vvidowbite​:

In matters of the heart, Natasha was uncharacteristically out of her element. She was very good at pretending to be a woman in love, or the woman you wanted to be in love with you. But her heart was never truly a part of the equation. Aside from Clint, she’d never trusted anyone with it, and it wasn’t the same. The idea of kissing him made her want to throw herself off a cliff. The fact that she was even thinking about it now was a lot for her.

“I would love to go to dinner with you, Мой милый. But it would be dangerous for anyone to guess we’re working together.” Her smile was small and edged in real sadness. She knew what it sounded like, having to keep this a secret until some unspecified later time. It sounded like she had no intention of ever going public with it, and that made her both sad and furious. Natasha had a lot of secrets, but under normal circumstances, Toni never would have been one of them. She’d wear her proudly if it wouldn’t potentially get all of them killed.

Originally posted by bolontiku

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Toni liked to play like her heart was never part of the deal, and it had to become that way for her safety and sanity. She trusted people with parts of her too easy at the worst of times and her wings were a constant reminder of that. Her scars were another. Even considering letting Natasha as close as she had was a lot for her too. It wasn’t likely to stop her, and she was going to pay for it later.  She paused for a long moment and studied Natasha’s face carefully, her eyes drifting over her and cataloguing everything, hedging it against everything else she had seen rapid-fire in her mind. Her hands lifted, small and calloused, to slide along her jaw and let her fingers tangle in her hair and hold her face. “Do you trust me?” The question was soft, and far more loaded than was fair. Toni knew it. She also asked it anyway. 

Originally posted by lucyllawless

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vvidowbite·:

Natasha would love to give her more in this, and keep giving, and she would in time if they continued on this path. It would be an absolute crime to rush this with her though, and she sensed that Toni felt the same way. She didn’t just want her for a night. As unusual as it was for her, she wanted them to have a real chance at… something. Maybe not forever; she wasn’t that naive, but something more than a couple of hasty hookups.

She hummed softly, like there was any consideration necessary for that question. “You do make an impression,” she murmured with a slow smile. Toni made an impression everywhere she went, and she’d be lying if she said the thought didn’t cross her mind the first time they met. “But knowing you a little better is even more dangerous,” she added softly because she was aiming for honesty with her whenever she could. She couldn’t promise it always, but she could try. It wasn’t until Natasha understood her better that it became something she wanted to act on. Toni was beautiful, brilliant, and talented, but she had a heroic selfless streak that drew her in and would probably be the death of both of them.

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Toni knew that this was a dangerous game she was playing. She didn’t care about the potential intrigue or betrayal down the road in the game of politics and spies. No. Her heart was a fragile thing, a skittish, and battered thing. She didn’t do trust well, or at all, and this would require that out of her to continue. 

She matched that smile with a slow one of her own and gave in to the urge to draw a finger down her thigh gently as they talked. “That is the point,” she admitted with a soft shrug. The next words out of her made her head tilt slightly. “For both of us,” she murmured, her thumb stroking lightly over soft skin. She forced herself to take her hands back and put a little more space between them. “Let me take you to dinner,” she requested, charming and all smiles as usual, burying the trepidation and constant fear of dismissal she could never shake. 

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Natasha couldn’t swear she would never use this against Toni. There were so many lines she’d crossed that she wasn’t always sure where they were anymore. If S.H.I.E.L.D. put pressure on her, if this thing with Hydra went badly at some point, she’d like to think she would do everything she could to protect her, but she didn’t know for sure if she was that good of a person. She wanted to be, but the honest truth was that she wouldn’t know until the choice was right in front of her. Moments of truth were usually like that.

It was going to cost her something to pull away from that gradually building heat between them. There was a promise of more there that she hadn’t felt in a long time, if ever, but she also knew that gaining Toni’s trust was a process. Nat didn’t know if she deserved it, but she’d like the chance to prove it to both of them. She slowly lightened the kiss, humming softly against her lips. “Even better than I imagined,” she murmured, stealing another soft kiss.

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Toni had accepted a long time ago that she rarely got back what she gave of herself to other people. It was why she had gotten stingy with herself, full distracting, grating persona permanently on display. She knew it was liable to burn her here, but it seemed like some things just never changed with her, some lessons never stuck. She had made herself into something strong, into an Iron Queen, but iron could be reworked by people who knew how, even if they didn’t do it well. She had become her own gatekeeper, fiercer than Happy, Pepper, or even Rhodey could be. 

She could feel her pulling back, lightening the kiss and she let it happen. In this, she refused to take anything she wasn’t given, and that applied to anyone she took to her bed. However, she wouldn’t speed up the process, wouldn’t do either of them that disservice. The quick stolen kiss made her smile a bit to herself, more than the words. Actions, she could give more credence to than words. “Spend a lot of time imagining me, Itsy Bitsy?” The question would have been a purr if she’d been able to stop the genuine curiosity in her voice, damning her. 

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That understanding went both ways. Toni had seen more of the real Natasha than she’d allowed anyone to see in a long time. Kissing her was one thing, but letting her see the fear she felt when the Captain showed up was a much bigger deal for her. Showing fear was a weakness she couldn’t afford with anyone but Clint, who would never hold something like that against her. Trusting Toni not to use it against her was partly out of necessity, but there were reasons she’d chosen her out of everyone.

She pushed gently into that touch in encouragement, wanting more of Toni’s hands on her. She took the invitation to wrap her legs tighter around her, pressing in as close as the dress would allow without getting completely indecent. She wasn’t opposed, but she didn’t think they were at the level of literally ripping her clothes off yet. It was easy to give in to the heat of that kiss. Toni happened to be a very good kisser, and she could easily spend the rest of the night at it.

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Natasha showing her that real fear of the Captain had been what opened the gates to let Toni even consider what they were doing here. She knew the ammunition that had been handed to her, had accepted it when she had agreed to help her, had silently promised to bury it the first time she touched her. Not that Itsy Bitsy would know that last part. She didn’t know her that well. She had never retaliated against any of the people who had used her softness and her weakness in her love life against her. Not even when they deserved it. Not even when the thought of the wings on her back had filled her with as much sorrow as they had freedom once.  She wrapped a calloused, work-worn hand around her thigh, spreading her fingers to span as much skin as possible. Yes, she wanted her, and that want was growing. That want did not include ruining that perfect dress on her workshop table. Not yet. She liked the way the heat was building, the way Natasha responded under her hands. The way she kissed could steal her breath straight out of her chest and she didn’t mind suffocating if it meant they kept going. 

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vvidowbite​:

She’d have to be crazy not to want more of this. Everything she learned about Toni only drew her further in. Natasha was slowly realizing that, much like herself, the Toni that the rest of the world got to see was only a fraction of the real thing, a glimpse here or there of the truth, when in reality there were so many more sides to her. Most people weren’t that deep. Dig down a layer or two, and there wasn’t much there. But Toni was one of the rare few who held all her best things close to her chest. Nat knew what it meant to be allowed to see even this much of her, and she’d try not to do anything that would make her regret it.

She often forgot just how tiny she was. Toni had the kind of personality that took up space, and it was easy to overlook the fact that, physically, without the suit of armor, she just wasn’t that big. She made a soft sound of encouragement at the brush of her hand. If she’d known where this was heading, she would have rethought this outfit. A rather tight dress just wasn’t suited for everything she wanted right now. Making the hem ride up a little couldn’t be helped as she gently wrapped her legs around her waist, not tight enough that she couldn’t escape easily if she wanted to, and kissed her hot and slow and deep.

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Toni would give in, a little, letting Natasha closer than she’d let most for a very long time. It didn’t hurt that she wanted every bit of what was being put into her hands and lap, literally and figuratively. It was strange to think that there was someone who understood there was more to her than her image that wasn’t a part of her tight circle of people. That no one saw who she was in her entirety was a machination of her own making and she had done a damn good job of it. It had been entirely necessary and still was on most levels.  That soft sound made her hand tighten gently where she held on to her. Toni would have to be dead not to give in to the way her hemline rode up and her hand followed it, pushing it just a little. Her fingers tangled a little tighter in those soft red strands and she tugged her leg tighter around her because she didn’t intend to escape this particular web yet. She met that kiss, letting the heat rise in it. 

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I… I think I may be malfunctioning, sir.

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