You were trying to kill Clint and I was trying to stop you--by pushing all the buttons in the elevator so you couldn't get off on the right floor. And it was a tear-away dress. Kind of.
I had my suit on under it.
[Well, it's true. It just sounds a little ridiculous right now when she's saying it out loud. And, for the record, Yelena was also wearing her suit under a fancy layer of clothing so it's not quite as one sided as it sounds.
She'd go into defending it, except then Yelena is saying she's going to avoid the knocking out and wait the three seconds and oh. Oh. Okay. This is--Kate can work with this. That's basically permission, right? Permission or some kind of curiosity and Kate can work with curiosity.
It's three whole steps to cross from her side of the elevator to Yelena's, and another to press into her space, Kate's hands hovering just off the edges of the blonde's hips. She drags in a breath before one hand settles against Yelena's side, the other working up to wrap in the fabric of her jacket. She's not exactly sure if she's stabilizing herself or leaning into the moment of the whole thing, but this close to Yelena's lips she suddenly finds out she doesn't really care]
It would be really rude to punch me while I was kissing you.
[It's her last assertion before she leans forward, height giving her just the slightest advantage as she fits their mouths together, skipping chaste and going straight into something a whole lot more]
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I had my suit on under it.
[Well, it's true. It just sounds a little ridiculous right now when she's saying it out loud. And, for the record, Yelena was also wearing her suit under a fancy layer of clothing so it's not quite as one sided as it sounds.
She'd go into defending it, except then Yelena is saying she's going to avoid the knocking out and wait the three seconds and oh. Oh. Okay. This is--Kate can work with this. That's basically permission, right? Permission or some kind of curiosity and Kate can work with curiosity.
It's three whole steps to cross from her side of the elevator to Yelena's, and another to press into her space, Kate's hands hovering just off the edges of the blonde's hips. She drags in a breath before one hand settles against Yelena's side, the other working up to wrap in the fabric of her jacket. She's not exactly sure if she's stabilizing herself or leaning into the moment of the whole thing, but this close to Yelena's lips she suddenly finds out she doesn't really care]
It would be really rude to punch me while I was kissing you.
[It's her last assertion before she leans forward, height giving her just the slightest advantage as she fits their mouths together, skipping chaste and going straight into something a whole lot more]