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beatrice_otter:
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“Don’t thank me. I’m giving you this rope to hang yourself with because we have enough trouble with just one supersoldier running around the place. The mind shudders at the thought of a whole army of them.” He typed in a few lines. “You’re cleared to go, with one exception. Agent Sudhani is still monitoring the Hephaestus project. So you’ll get someone else in his stead. My choice.”
Maria eyed him. That last clause sounded entirely too satisfied, and she’d learned that when her boss gave gift horses, she didn't need to look them in the mouth. They were always fire breathers. “Do I get right of veto?”
Fury snorted. “Hill, does this look like a democracy?”
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“I’m going to be a guest here for the next couple of weeks. The least I can do is listen when you want to vent. Consider it repayment,” he suggested, recalling all the times he’d sat down in her visitor’s chair and…well, now that he looked back, it had been something of a vent session for him, although it’d been in the form of conversations where they discussed everything and nothing. “I missed our conversations, you know.”
“Really?” She blinked, then smiled wryly. “I sometimes miss having a conversation with someone who isn’t ten years my junior.”
Steve kept his expression bland. “Well, I’m glad I could fill a niche.”
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It was suddenly very hot in the bed – their combined body heat, the realisation that she was still wearing a collar, the memory of the club, and of coming home...
“You didn’t take the collar off.”
“I hadn’t finished with you.” She felt him shift a little, up onto his side, and a thumb brushed over her lips in the darkness. “And you looked good in it.”
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“Don’t thank me. I’m giving you this rope to hang yourself with because we have enough trouble with just one supersoldier running around the place. The mind shudders at the thought of a whole army of them.” He typed in a few lines. “You’re cleared to go, with one exception. Agent Sudhani is still monitoring the Hephaestus project. So you’ll get someone else in his stead. My choice.”
Maria eyed him. That last clause sounded entirely too satisfied, and she’d learned that when her boss gave gift horses, she didn't need to look them in the mouth. They were always fire breathers. “Do I get right of veto?”
Fury snorted. “Hill, does this look like a democracy?”
2
“I’m going to be a guest here for the next couple of weeks. The least I can do is listen when you want to vent. Consider it repayment,” he suggested, recalling all the times he’d sat down in her visitor’s chair and…well, now that he looked back, it had been something of a vent session for him, although it’d been in the form of conversations where they discussed everything and nothing. “I missed our conversations, you know.”
“Really?” She blinked, then smiled wryly. “I sometimes miss having a conversation with someone who isn’t ten years my junior.”
Steve kept his expression bland. “Well, I’m glad I could fill a niche.”
3
It was suddenly very hot in the bed – their combined body heat, the realisation that she was still wearing a collar, the memory of the club, and of coming home...
“You didn’t take the collar off.”
“I hadn’t finished with you.” She felt him shift a little, up onto his side, and a thumb brushed over her lips in the darkness. “And you looked good in it.”