Re: Hotel: Selina & Robert
[She wasn't willing to admit that it felt nice, his chin over her shoulder and his arms around her. Oh, it wasn't that the kitty cat didn't have any physical contact. But affection was something missing these days. Harley wasn't around to force her into bubble gum-flavored kisses, not her Harley. Holly was gone, and hugs from the little blonde we just a memory. Bruce, well, Bruce felt like years ago. And, sure, she'd had sex with Tony's one-armed man, but that had been purely physical, and purely about Bucky. Take, no give, and she leaned into this hold for a little too long as a result. Oops.
As for medical attention? She didn't need any. She'd conveniently forgotten about that additional testing Robert wanted, and wasn't that unfortunate?
She didn't slip from that loosening of arms, though she knew she should. But, selfish kitty cat that she was, she stayed. He tipped his head forward, and her smile grew lusher, warmer as his eyes closed. Nice.
Simple word, nice. But that was what it was, nice. She let her own eyes drift shut for just a moment, mossy green disappearing in a second of weakness. Alright, more than a second. A few seconds.
Maybe a minute.]
Ah, that lab. It's under the bay. The last you helped Tony build it. You worked on it forever. I think you liked it because it was so far underwater that it felt safe. If he's down there? Then I have no idea how they get in. It has a sort of hydraulic elevator and walkway. If it's recessed, then you need a submarine to get that far down. And even then? It's probably only coded for you and Tony, Robert.
Stevie didn't ask, or I would've told him. He just told me he was on it.