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I expect you to perform like a well tuned engine.

Marvel/Crossover RP|Parody
Joined December 2016
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“They say I cannot be trusted. They say that because I’m German, I must’ve worked for HYDRA. I will show them that... They are wrong.” •Crossover character •Lit/desc •RT?
“If I do move in, then no price would be too much. It is an investment.”
<Are you sure? I’d hate for you to spend too much money on it. If you do, you should just, you know, move in permanently. Get away from that awful place SHIELD has you in>
“You already spent so much on the tub. Let me get the aircon.” He’s leaning in to press his head into her forehead
<What the landlord doesn’t know won’t hurt him> she signed, smiling even wider. <Or I can go and buy a better air conditioner>
“I could look into a fix. Although I don’t think it would be in line with the building’s code...” He uses his thumb to idly trace the outline of her lips as he responds.
<I wish I could make this room cooler> she signed before gently kissing the tip of his thumb.
Now he's smiling. And gently rubbing her bottom lip with his thumb.
Smiling, Sophia turned her head to press a kiss to the palm of his hand.
Reaches out with a hand to stroke her cheek. Like he said. Soft.
Stares back at him with a small smile.
She's right. Rolls off and just stares at her.
This isn't foreplay. She's just nice and soft. And her backside is cool from the air conditioning.
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Sneaks his way to the bed and flops on top of her
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He's already lounging on the couch in his boxers.
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Whatever happened to waking up to...
Well. There goes nap time.
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Okay. Maybe he isn’t going to try /that/ hard. He’s not doing anything reckless.
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Or to annoy her. Or both.
Damn. He’ll have to try harder.
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Then he’d go in for an equally annoying maneuver. A forehead kiss.
She looks annoyingly cute grinning over her mug like that. Turns to pour one of his own.
Well that warmth is now spreading.
So that’s what that feels like. Warm.
Wow. Is that what love is?
She hasn’t smelled him after a long day at the workshop...