motherofnemesis: (time strips the gears)

[personal profile] motherofnemesis 2013-05-19 03:19 am (UTC)(link)
[ What a shame, she was definitely hoping for a noise. A noise quite like that one that totally didn't happen just now. She may just have to put a little more effort into obtaining another one that can't be explained away as hypothetical at all. And that is precisely what she's going to do, grinding down into his push up as she sucks a mark onto his skin. ]
motherofnemesis: (i don't like this idea)

are you going to bully me into accepting compliments now too

[personal profile] motherofnemesis 2013-05-19 07:04 am (UTC)(link)
[ She watches him watching the desk for that long moment, recognizing in his expression approximately the same things that she's feeling right now. Or at least somewhat similar, in many parts. They neither of them had the most functional examples of how to be parents, or the sort of lives suited to finding out regardless. The idea of being responsible for a life, of being that utterly tied to one place for so long.

Her breath is coming shaky and faster than she wants, but for the moment she's still fairly under control. Freaking out more than a little internally, but they tend to figure things out. They're good at figuring things out. This won't be any different, right? ]
I don't know, there's so much -

[ Glancing around the workshop, at everything that's become such an indicator of safety and comfort to her. That she's able to say this next part without real hesitation or consideration is a fairly big deal, really. ] I am safe. I know that, but this is. It's really big.
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motherofnemesis: (neutral: glancing down)

they may have jumped ahead in the /wrong/ timestream on accident

[personal profile] motherofnemesis 2013-05-19 07:28 am (UTC)(link)
[ Tony no. Evasiveness is not a good thing, she doesn't like it and it weirds her out and she knows it means something's wrong. There's a long pause. ]

Do you feel like you owe me something? [ There's nothing judgmental in her voice, just genuine curiosity and a certain reserve covering sadness. ]
motherofnemesis: (chin up girl take it as it comes)

[personal profile] motherofnemesis 2013-05-19 07:32 am (UTC)(link)
Not too hot, sounds like. [ But her voice is calm as she leans forward, presses the back of her hand to his forehead to check if there's any fever going on. Just to be certain, and then she takes another sip of her juicebox and presses closer against him, offering as much support as she can. ] Do you know what it was?
motherofnemesis: (pos: this thing is good)

[personal profile] motherofnemesis 2013-05-19 07:37 am (UTC)(link)
[ Oh, much better, she likes the not even a little hypothetical version of that noise. It's really satisfying, and the nip of her teeth is sharp and heavy for a moment before she starts to sit up, reaching to pull him with her. ] Bed. [ Or a wall or a couch if they can't make it to bed, but even a matted floor isn't really going to be that comfortable, and they're in a house. ]
motherofnemesis: (now you have to lie in it)

well. okay, i guess there are worse things to be bullied over

[personal profile] motherofnemesis 2013-05-20 07:38 am (UTC)(link)
[ She opens her mouth to answer, closes it again. That's the million dollar question, isn't it? Part of her wants her body to be hers again, now, yesterday even. The idea of not having full control over it again, even in such a completely different way, it's - it's not a pleasant thought. What if she keeps it, and sometime when she most needs to be able to she's not able to fight, not able to do anything but watch something terrible happen? What if, what if, there are a million ways this could go so terribly wrong.

And then there's the other hand, because against all the odds they have created a chance for life. A chance for something new and bright and untouched by tragedy, and they're - they're strong, they could keep it safe at least, they could be there. Not repeat the mistakes their parents had made. Right? One hand drops to rest flat on her stomach almost unconsciously, despite the fact that she knows she's not showing at all yet. Yet. Well, that's somewhat telling. ]


I think. [ Quiet, very precise to cover how unsure she is. ] Maybe. I would like to try.
motherofnemesis: (neutral: i don't want to engage)

i'm just trying to help here pls

[personal profile] motherofnemesis 2013-05-20 08:13 am (UTC)(link)
[ well damn

She is still about 97.8% certain that he is lying about that to her right now, which is an unsettling and kind of very unpleasant feeling. It's not - she doesn't know how to make it clearer or even if she should, if he really does need that. ]


... Okay. [ For the moment - for now she can choose to let it go. After everything that he's just handled, he doesn't need this on top of that. It wasn't fair of her. ] Do you need some water?
motherofnemesis: (wary look to side)

[personal profile] motherofnemesis 2013-05-20 08:16 am (UTC)(link)
[ She can take a guess as to why he can't calm down entirely, and another one as to why he felt like this in the first place. It's not one that he's going to enjoy her making, she thinks, but she has fairly significant experience with PTSD, both in herself and in the others around her. ] I think you had a panic attack. [ Watching him carefully, still evaluating. ] Going from what I felt when I got back.
motherofnemesis: (neutral: people are a little dumb)

[personal profile] motherofnemesis 2013-05-20 08:21 am (UTC)(link)
[ She has to say that she is a huge fan of the way that particular method of holding onto her feels, because right now she'd be more than okay with never letting him go. And she definitely wrapped her legs around his waist as he stood up, is trying to both kiss his neck and make sure that they're headed in the right direction and not running into anything they shouldn't be because he seems pretty thoroughly entranced by her shoulder and she's also really okay with that, that's great. Totally keep doing that, Tony.

She takes advantage of the wall at her back to wrap herself more firmly about his waist so that she has a good vantage point from which to move her mouth slowly down the side of his neck, down to the pulse point and where it meets his shoulder, all kinds of open skin to explore. ]
motherofnemesis: (all the survivors)

you are a pretty great person

[personal profile] motherofnemesis 2013-05-20 08:53 am (UTC)(link)
Yeah. I mean. [ A short considering pause, and then she nods once, short and sharp. ] I can't tell yet, I don't know if I'll still - I don't like my body changing.

[ Which was disjointed and not particularly clear, but hopefully the idea got across. Maybe it will be different if it's something she ultimately chose. Maybe, but she's not sure yet. ]

I don't want to do anything without you. It's your choice too. [ And oh, god, they'll have to think about the publicity and the newspapers and the Avengers and - she takes a deep breath. That doesn't matter yet. Just them matters, right now. Them and what they both want. ]
motherofnemesis: (what: over shoulder)

i can make you feel it more baby

[personal profile] motherofnemesis 2013-05-21 03:26 am (UTC)(link)
[ Not really, most of that 2.2% chance is for like, doppelgangers or something weird that she can't predict for.

She pauses, still watching him, and then gets up with one last brush of her hand across his knee before she bolts downstairs to get two bottles of water and bring them back up, handing one to him as she settles back on the bed nearby. ]
You're good for me. [ She's not looking at him when she says it, instead down at her hands wrapped around her own bottle. ]
motherofnemesis: (neutral: from the back)

[personal profile] motherofnemesis 2013-05-21 03:26 am (UTC)(link)
Nothing has to be happening. [ She shrugs, talks as casually as she can and without watching him too closely. ] It felt a lot like one. It happens to a lot of people who've had major stress in their lives recently.