bakerstreet | Asks from the heart

[ He heads inside with her, quiet at that for a long moment as he sets the bags on her desk and pulls his gloves off. ]

You know- I don't really mind the missions Fury sends me on. I'm not out there fighting this big fight with Captain America anymore, but at least it's- I don't know. Something small I can still do. They still need me.

[She sighed, folding her arms over her chest as she looked at him.]

There's a lot of things you can do that doesn't come with the guilt they like to lace their little 'requests' with. You can do a lot, James. Whatever you want. But they twist things to make it seem like they're doing you a favor by letting you work off your guilt with them. That's how I read it.

Well maybe they're right about that. I could be rotting in a prison hole right now but instead I'm here, getting to live my life. Did you see how that guy looked at me today? He wasn't wrong.

James...

[She came over and cupped his face, both hands holding him there as she looked into those baby blues.]

Ignorant shitheads like that don't know the facts. They don't know that you were brainwashed. That you were a puppet. They don't know that any more than they know what happened to me with Kilgrave. You wanted to do what they made you do as much as I wanted to let him touch me. Or kill someone with my bare hands. People like that have the luxury of never having their free will ripped from them. That doesn't make them right. That makes them stupid. You have nothing to be sorry for. You're never going to believe that, but I'm going to tell you that every goddamn day.

I almost want to have the people judging you, the assholes like that and the 'gracious' people that 'let you' go undergo the same treatment. I want them broken, used and then I want them to go back to their lives with people looking at them like they had a choice.

[ He shakes his head, looking down, even as she cups his face. ]

I don't want that.

When they treat you like that? I do.

[She was the more vicious of the two of them and they both knew it. She would see them all burn, just to get a little of the torment he lived with that they kept saying was his own fault. She was spiteful.

She leaned in and kissed him slowly.]

They don't deserve you.

[ He knows how she feels. He's always known, and maybe he needs to feel some of that too, but he can't bring himself to do so. But maybe he's lucky to have someone in his life who does.

He kisses her back, winding his arms tight around her to pull her in close.]

Thanks, Jess.

Just tell me who to go fuck up and I'll do it.

[She felt his arms around her, grinning at him as she kissed him again.]

Fury's on my list regardless. And your stupid therapist.

[That bitch was definitely on her hitlist. All that bullshit that was calculated to be used to keep a tighter leash on him. To make him feel like it was his fault.

Yeah... the shrink was going to find her car folded up in her mail slot.]

Don't.

[He says, but he smiles a little, kissing her again, then shakes his head.]

Seriously, it's sexy as hell and I appreciate it, but- I dunno..... Maybe it would be nice to see their asses kicked.

I'll send you a picture of them crying. I'll have it mounted and framed. That'll be my wedding gift. Boohoos from the asshole brigade.

[She likes the smile, and she thinks it's about time someone went to bat for him instead of him having to clean up all the messes.]

[ Well, that gets him to smile a little more, his hands sliding up her back. She really does go to bat for him every single time. What did he ever do to deserve her? ]

Along with the underwear?

Oh, no. The underwear is my wedding gift to myself. I like the way it'll look on you and it's less permanent than a tattoo. Plus, if anyone else actually sees it, they'll be dumb enough to comment and I can smack the shit out of them. Win-win.

[That? She liked that; the way his hands slid up over her, the way he drew her in as they stood there talking.]

Win-win. Everything feels like a win-win with you. My beautiful wife.

[He leans in to kiss her shoulder, then up her neck, her jaw, her lips.]

I love you.

I've lost enough. I think it's time I grasp at all the wins I can get.

[She smiled at the term, head tipping a bit to give him access to let those lips of his move wherever they wanted.]

I know. I love you, too.

Yeah, I think you're right.

[He moves a hand into her hair, pushing it back a little so he can kiss down the other side of her neck, his other hand sliding down to her ass.]

I also think it's about time we grasp all the fun we can have too.

Is that your name for my ass now? Fun?

[She laughed, her own hands moving to slip down between them, sliding up under his shirt so she could play with the warm skin underneath.]

Uh huh. And after tonight maybe it'll be the name for mine too.

[He nips at her neck, letting out a soft, happy sound when her hands run along his skin.]

It already is the name for it. All your body parts are fun for me.

[Her hand moved to where his belt was, undoing it and pulling it free from his pants with a quick jerk and the slithery sliding sound of leather. She threw it across the room, then went to work getting his pants undone.]

Good to know.

[Oh, he already knows- but it's nice to hear. He laughs when she yanks his belt off, but it gets him going too, undoing her pants and sliding them down off her ass, then dragging his hands up her back to undo her bra.]

Everything off. All of it.

Everything? Wow. Naked time starts now, huh?

[Not that she had a problem with that. She moved to pull her shirt off, kicking off her boots and wiggling out of her jeans, all while tugging at his clothes to get him to let her pull them off. If she was going to be naked, so was he.]

Uh huh. Naked time, lounging around, playing with our new toys.

[He's done feeling bad, feeling guilty- at least for tonight, and hopefully for a while.

He kicks his shoes off too, letting her tug his shirt off, then starts removing his pants. He's gonna get just as naked as she is, without a doubt.]

I believe you mentioned a massage? Want me to get the lavender oil and you can go lay down in bed?

[ Once they're both naked he moves his arms back around her, pulling her close, letting his hands run all along her warm skin. ]

I'd really like that. Grab the paint and vibes while you're at it.

[He leans in to kiss her deeply, then leaves a light smack at her ass before he heads for the bedroom, letting her get a nice view of his ass walk.]

[She likes the feel of him pressed up all hot and naked against her. It has a purr leaving her before he gives her ass a swat, then heads down towards the bedroom with that cocky swagger of his. That's something else she likes to see, and she'd pay to keep it there.

She went rummaging in the bags, pulling out one of the slim wands, the paints, the oils, and the box of sleeves, just in case. Anything else he wanted, he could come out and get himself.]

You're in for it tonight, Barnes.

[ He's good with that.

He moves some of the pillows around on the bed and fixes up the sheets, then hops on and waits for her, laying back all naked, crossing his arms behind his head to give her a full view. Listen, if she likes the sight of him, he'll definitely play into it for her. Makes him feel good, too.]

Oh yeah? Looking forward to it.

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