Higher Faster Further More (captainmarvel) wrote in valarlogs, @ 2013-01-07 12:26:00 |
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Entry tags: | !complete, carol danvers (captain marvel), jessica drew (spider-woman) |
I’m glad you shot him down. Though yeah you’re right. We could have had a threesome.
Who: Carol and Jess
What: Flights and accidentally breaking planes thanks to dreams
When: A few days after New Years
Where Mid-air
Status: Complete
Rating: PG-13 for flirtings
Carol couldn’t think of a better Christmas. A last minute slot to fly a Soyez capsule to the ISS, and her Christmas with Jess, which had involved more mistletoe and several ribbons in strategic places. She felt like she was floating on cloud nine as she prepped her little plane for a pleasure flight with Jess. Carol was just so...happy. She was going to acclimate her lover to airplanes if it killed her.
And she had ideas on the back of her mind. Mile High Club ideas.
Though maybe this time of year wasn’t Jess’ favorite, she didn’t quite mind it. She enjoyed presents, and even snow. It reminded her of being back in England. Of course being able to spend Christmas with Carol made everything perfect. She liked the mistletoe, and the ribbons and kissing and everything else. Though Jess was still a little iffy on flying, she had told Carol that she would come with her.
Especially if there was Mile High Club ideas. “All right. So how long is this going to take? Going wherever we’re going.”
Carol had gotten Jess that red blouse and the gold necklace that Lulu had helped pick out. Her eyes fell onto the necklace, in fact, and the way it looked against Jess's skin. She licked her lips and hugged her impulsively. "About two hours there, two back. I got us reservations for dinner, and the autopilot works."
She grinned impishly.
Jess had gotten Carol some of the things she really liked, including perfume and a dress that she wanted her to wear one night out. It was all short and low cut. Carol didn’t wear enough things like that. “Four hours and the autopilot works. You are such a minx. But if you can distract me in the air.. well .. by all means.” She grinned back.
“Are we ready to go?”
"Preflight is done." Carol had loved the dress, even if it was a little embarassing to wear. But for Jess, she was willing. She loved the way her bestie looked at her. "So we're ready to go." She stole a light kiss, because anything more and they'd never get off the ground. It hadn't even been a month yet, and she already felt like they were couple who'd been together so much longer. She bit her lip before she said something she couldn't take back.
"Get in, girlie."
Jess grinned and kissed Carol back lightly. It was amusing to have a girlfriend now. She hadn’t ever thought she was going to have one. Now she couldn’t imagine them being any other way. Sadly though they pulled away and she sighed. Well here went nothing. “Yes ma’am,” she quipped and then hefted herself up into the plane. The more they did this, the more she would get used to it. Hopefully she wouldn’t freak out this time.
She buckled herself in and got it all strapped in. Okay. Here we go.
Carol's eyes followed Jess as she entered the plane, and she reached up to smack her butt playfully. That she could do that was amusing. Then she crawled in, and slid the door shut. She went through the checklist, then taxid out onto the runway.
"The apartment is lonely without you." She had a joking note to her voice, "the cat keeps looking for you. Because you spoil her."
Jess actually gasped when she did that. “Wow. I give you sex, and suddenly you turn into a total pervert,” she teased, shaking her head. Then she gave a shake of her butt and slid into her seat. Oh she was going to get back at her. Just you wait. Jess was already planning on how to get back at her.
“Yeah? Poor kitty. I’ll bring her extra treats next time.” She wondered if Carol meant something else behind her words. Carefully she eyed her a bit, but tried not to make it obvious.
"I've always been a pervert, I just kept it to myself." She grinned. Carol felt like she was glowing. "And it's not my fault you give me sex." She looked over at her lover, licking her lips. She had meant something extra, but didn't want to put Jess on the spot.
“I’m beginning to see that,” Jess countered with her own grin. She really should have done all of this before. She liked pervy Carol. “I thought I was supposed to be the pervy one. You’re taking my rep. You’re quite lucky though, you can have it.” Jess sighed a bit and sat back. “You’re going to have to stop that, or you’re going to be in danger of crashing this plane before it even takes off because I’m going to be in your lap like one of those awful cheesy airplane movies.”
Carol started to roll down the runway, and very nearly veered of course at the thought of Jess in her lap. "God, don't say things like that!" She laughed, getting the plane into the air with very little difficulty. Within a few minutes she'd reached altitude and gotten them on course. Once she'd done that, she could concentrate a little better, and reached over to take Jess's hand. Holding the woman's hand was one of her favorite things.
"What do you look forward to this year?"
“Me?! You’re the one that’s all pervy and trying to get me to do it. This is your fault, not mine,” she protested, shaking her head. Just wait until they got back on the ground. Carol was in serious trouble. This time it wasn’t that bad, and Jess didn’t even feel the need to throw up. That was always a plus. She might have been closing her eyes for a part of the time though. Holding onto Carol’s hand was a comfort. Always.
Jess hm’d a bit. “Being with you. Actually working a bit less. It’s odd that I don’t even feel like going to work anymore. I’d rather be with you. But.. I’ve got work to do. What about you?”
"I like the weight of you," Carol admitted, flushing. She'd tried her hardest to make it a smooth take off, and the flight path should avoid any serious turbulence. She hoped. She continued to hold Jess' hand, squeezing it on occasion. "Exploring our new dynamic. Being with you. Getting to fly a jet again, if Thor comes through on his promise."
She set the plane and locked the controls, turning a bit to look at her better.
“You say that, but wait until I just eat and eat and eat, then we’ll see,” she teased back, grinning a bit. She liked it when Carol blushed. “I really hope that Thor does come through. If he doesn’t, I’ll kick his ass.” Okay so she was teasing. Mostly. If Carol wanted his ass kicked though, she’d do it.
"I just hope I remember. I've been studying up my old manuals but reading isn't the same as flying, and having a jet engine strapped to your back is....." Her face lit up. "Amazing. It's a two seater. Maybe I could take you up some time?" She grinned at Jess, only half joking about that idea. "If he doesn't come through we'll kick his ass together."
“I’m sure you’ll be fine.” She’d better be fine. Don’t tell the girl freaking out that you barely remember how to fly things. “Um, I think you might be on your own for a jet-pack. I love you, but um.. no.” That was just not going to happen. Perhaps one day, but not any time soon.
"Well, it's an F-16 but I might as well be having a jetpack. It would be amazing to fly like I do in my dreams, though! No airplane, nothing between my skin and the air but a skimpy bit of fabric." Belatedly, she realized that she was probably giving mental images to Jess, and flushed again.
Damn right she was giving Jess mental images. Yeah she wished she could see that too. Actually she just wished that she could make Carol put on a costume and wear it for her. Maybe one day. “I wish you could fly like you want. Silly humans with their inability to fly.” If only she was part bird or something. When they chatted, she didn’t even remember they were in the air.
"I can in my dreams." Carol, despite how ridiculous the costumes she dreamed about were, wished she would show Jess. They were anything but modest, and in the dreams she'd gotten a thrill out of being able to wear them. "Have you..uhm. Noticed any changes since you started dreaming? I swear I've gotten more toned."
“Sometimes I have flying dreams, but they’re not quite like that. And I’m not wearing a uniform.” Didn’t most people get flying dreams? She didn’t know. “Changes in your body? Huh. No, I don’t think so. I mean not that I’ve noticed really.” She glanced down at herself, wondering if she had gotten toned. “Of course in my dream, I was recruited by this.. agency called HYDRA. I kicked some ass then.”
"Hydra? Sounds creepy." Carol made a course adjustment, unlocking the controls to do so. "I had a..kind of a mental breakdown. Like my mind just got...fragmented. I got over it and joined this group called the Avengers as Ms. Marvel."
She leaned back, tossing her hair over her shoulder. "It's pretty freaking awesome."
“It was pretty creepy. I think something fishy was going on too, but I don’t know what.” Maybe one day there would start to be blanks filled in when she dreamed a bit more. “Oh right, the Avengers. I think I’ve heard of them. I mean other people who are on the network that are a part of it. Or maybe I’ve just heard the word before.”
Jess laughed a little. “Yeah I bet it is.”
Carol hoped her bestie's questions would get answered. Their dreams were fantastic, and terrible at the same time. If she hadn't already been through some life or death trauma. "I got contacted by someone, but I don't really..have anything... No powers, or anything like that."
She twisted the controls, and they broke right off. Which should have been impossible, except Carol was holding the flight yolk in her hands and staring at it like it was a two headed baby.
"Okay, don't panic, we just need to switch seats and I can use that yolk."
Though Jess wondered who had contacted her, she wasn’t quite sure that right now was the best time to talk about it. Considering the fact that the controls were broken and Jess was one step away from panicking, just like she had been told to. “Don’t panic!?” she squawked. Carefully she undid her seatbelt so that she could get up and give Carol her seat.
Carol slid past her, giving her a light kiss on the shoulder in an attempt to be reassuring. The plane lurched once, before she grabbed onto the controls again, and breathed a sigh of relief. “See? Don’t panic.” She kept one hand on the plane while inspecting the damaged yolk. It looked like it had been ripped off, and there was no sign of fatigue to the material. No way...
As much as she would have liked to been reassured by that, she wasn’t at all. It wasn’t because Carol wasn’t good at it, but this was exactly what she had been freaking out about before. This fact right here. When she managed to get a hold of the controls, that’s when Jess relaxed. “Well thank fuck,” she muttered, sighing to herself. Hopefully she hadn’t peed herself. “What is it?”
"I don't know. This shouldn't have happened." She waggled the broken controls. "It was like..I ripped it right off of the console." She pointed at the now rent and broken stick in front of Jess, a mangled bit of cord sticking out of the end. "This is freaky. Really freaky."
“Ripped right off? That’s.. probably hard to do right? I mean unless you’re some kind of strongman, right?” Huh. Unless Carol had done it. “Did you take steroids or something that I don’t know about?” She was joking mostly, but there was a part of her that wondered. “Who else sat there?”
"No! I'm super strong when I dream, but those are just dreams!" She tilted her head and thought about it. "Just Thor when he took his license renewal."
“Do you think Thor could have done that? I mean I know he’s super buff but..” Jess didn’t really know, she’d never met the guy.
"Maybe he weakened it.." She turned her attention back to the working yolk. She wanted to test her strength on something, but she wasn't sure what, and if she broke this other yolk they were in serious trouble... "Maybe there's something in the back I could try to break."
“I wouldn’t be surprised if that guy was on steroids either.” He was massive. Jess hmm’d a bit. “You sit there and fly the plane and don’t kill us, and I’ll see if I can find something in the back.” She unbuckled herself and then moved to the back to rummage around.
"He's huge, yeah. A horrific flirt." Carol chuckled a bit, glancing at the picture of her and Jess on the console. "I almost regretted shooting him down. Almost." She concentrated on the flying, trying to not glance back at Jess when the woman bent over, and failing at that goal. "God, I love those pants."
Jess snorted a little as she was going through the things to find something. “I’m glad you shot him down. Though yeah you’re right. We could have had a threesome.” Who knew if she was kidding or not. For that remark, Jess wiggled her butt towards Carol’s face and then came back with something she found in the back. “Okay, try to break this.”
"I'm not sharing." She reached for the item, which looked to be some kind of metal bar. It wasn't important, and as she looked it over, she wondered if this was just stupid, or if she really had damaged her plane. Once Jess was seated again, she held the bar out, and twisted her hands. It bent slightly, just enough to be noticeable.
“I’d say it sucks to be him, but let’s face it. He probably gets ladies left and right.” Hopefully it wasn’t important. If Jess had just sabotaged the plane than... oops? She strapped herself in and then looked over to see the show. She looked a bit impressed even. “Huh. Do you think that’s new?”
"I'm pretty sure he does." Carol murmured, but she was staring at the bar in shock. She bent it some more, then dropped it. It clattered on the bottom of the plane. She closed her eyes and took a few breaths, then gently took the yolk again. "Yeah, that's new."
“Just try not to rip up the plane with your bare hands, okay?” Jess was being a smart ass, but she kind of meant it too. “You should go to the doctor and get a physical. Or something. Someone who can test that sort of thing out.”
“If we can find someone who won’t try to turn me into a labrat.” Carol was breathing easier now, and gently handling the plane like it was a baby. “Tell me, if I’m being too strong with you? It would suck to break my girlfriend, I just got her for Christmas.”
“If we go into my lab, I’ll take your blood and then do the results myself. No lab rats for you. Promise.” It wasn’t like Jess would ever tell anyone or show anyone anything. That was the good part of having a lab to yourself anyway. “I’ll tell you. Honest.”
"How do I forget these things?" Carol nodded her head. She could trust Jess. She reached over to very carefully squeeze her leg. "If you find alien DNA...."
“That I’m a brilliant scientist? I have no idea. Genetics are my specialty.” Jess smiled over at her and put her hand on top of Carol’s. “Then we’ll deal with it. Keep it between us. It won’t get out. And we’ll figure things out. Hey, you know.. alien’s not so bad. You could be a spider, like me.”
"You've blinded me with your beauty so I'd forget about your brain." She glanced over at Jess, then beckoned her to come into her lap. She felt confident enough to do that now, as long as she remained gentle. "Are you part spider? Have you tested for that?" Her eyes flashed and Carol smiled. "Did you lure me into your web?"
Jess just laughed and then unbuckled herself so that she could do just that. She hoped this wouldn’t cause a disturbance in the plane. She trusted Carol though. “Well according to my dreams, yeah I sort of am.” She wasn’t sure she still believed in all of that though. “You know it. Though right now, I seem to be in yours.”
The plane barely wobbled when Jess settled into Carol's lap. She threaded her arm around her lover's waist and nuzzled her hair. The smell of her was utterly amazing. Her voice was distant. "You've been in my dreams for five years, I was just too closeted to figure it out."
Resting up against her, she smiled a bit and leaned in to kiss her forehead. “Well we can’t all be perfect and strong and everything else, can we?” Dreaming about Carol was much better than dreaming about spiders.
"The only perfect one in this plane is you, Jess." Carol closed her eyes as the woman's soft lips pressed against her skin. It sent little shivers down her spine, and she almost forgot they were flying.
Jess promptly stuck her tongue out at Carol, but leaned in to kiss her. “Hardly perfect. Really hardly perfect. You’re good. We’re both good.”
"I-" Carol started to say, before the kiss silenced her. She didn't know how long the kiss( and potentially other things) lasted before she came up for air but the GPS was beeping at them. "I think we're almost there."
Oh right. GPS. Plane. Not dying. Jess pulled back and looked up at her. “Oh good. Can’t wait to get out of this plane.” She hopped up and went to her seat. “Not that I don’t love you and everything but um.. I’d like to have sex. Preferably on the ground.”
Carol stared at her a long moment, then turned to the yolk and prepared for landing with extreme urgency. A smile toyed at her lips and she teased. "That better be a promise or I won't spank you."
“Oh that’s definitely a promise. I want you to spank me.” Jess grinned and winked at her. Oh yes, as soon as they were down on the ground, she was going to have her way with her girlfriend.