i’ve been … far too harsh with how i’ve treated your ambitions, and i’m sorry. ( her head dips down for a solitary moment until the other tugs on her lip, snickering with a not-at-all subtle blush. her breath hitches just barely as the offer is made, and she hardly has to —

( the opportunity to catch her breath is well-earned, she’d say — gently heaving while sucking in each attempted breath in hopes of maintaining her closeness with satya. ) i … truly can’t believe i’ve never seen you this way until this encounter … i’m almost ashamed of —

( despite knowing it’s coming, the kiss manages to throw the vice president off her guard — leaning forward to ensure neither of them can go anywhere, hips pressing to the other’s until she’s practically part of the desk itself. it feels so, so right and so confusing at the —

( one hand can’t help but scoop under the other’s raised leg to hold her steady against her, breath hitching ever so slightly at the faintest kiss to her jaw and subsequently her neck — head tilting aside to provide more space for her to work. she can’t form a word at the —

( as they’re drawn closer together, the room around them seems to dissipate — thank goodness for the fact that they were in vaira’s office and not some public location. she’s at least ninety percent sure the door’s locked, so … she’s shifting much closer, effectively —

( she can’t begin to imagine how poorly she’s treated satya for simply wanting to find her own means of vishkar’s technology — call it her business-front intuition that blinds her so, but even on her best day, that tends to feel like a silly excuse. regardless, the touch feels —

( she hates, hates, * hates how weak this all makes her feel … but she’s mysteriously drawn to it in a way she hates just as much. nevertheless, she finds herself absentmindedly leaning into the offered touch — breath hitching ever so slightly. ) … i’d like to make these —

( the words strike her far more personally than she’d initially expect … but not necessarily in a bad way. she’s left rather speechless, actually—that is, until, a slight red hue fell upon her cheeks. ) what a preposterous thought, vaswani … ( the robotic arm released its —