Re: Log, Marvel: Peggy C & Steve R
Maybe those things they said about Steve were more true about Peggy. She had gone into war before she was even half-grown, before it was legal for her to buy a pint, before she even fit in the clothes she was wearing now. Civilian life probably wasn’t even a possibility for her, not in the long term. If this SHIELD didn’t work out, you can bet she probably would build another one. She didn’t know if red really was her favorite color, or if she just wore it because it was almost as far away from concealing military green as she could get. Peggy envied women of true, thoughtless style, the kind that had nothing else to think about, but she had other skills.
“I’ve been… I mean, I was living in New York for a while after,” she coughed, “the war ended. I never get tired of eating something different for every meal, do you?” She gave him another one of those glowing smiles. He had gone to such effort for this date, she could tell, and it warmed her. “Don’t think me for the cake until you’ve tried it,” she laughed. “I might have gone overboard with the butter. The butter.”
She looked over his shoulder. Then the other shoulder. “I… maybe we’ll save the bedroom. For later.” She blushed, but not as much as he was blushing. He was right, it wasn’t a big place. It was a place that was for a smaller, perhaps the one Steve still was in his mind. Peggy had liked that man, too, and it was only the breadth of his shoulders that was different. Suddenly, the glowing smile went softer as she looked at him, and her lashes went a little heavy as she slid away into a hazy memory.
Then his arms were moving around her, and she focused on his face. Her hands linked behind his neck, and in answer she kissed him. It was not the kind of kiss she’d given him on the dance floor. That one was tentative and wondering, uncertain at first, fiery later. This time, Peggy knew exactly what she wanted, and she had a general idea of how to go about getting it. She assumed he wanted to get there too, what with the date at his house and the “look around in the bedroom” comment. Her mouth opened for his then drew it in, mouth and tongue both. Deliberately.