[ she doesn't like that smile. not what it means. yelena is used to always having the upper hand, she's used to being in control. but her feelings for bob don't abide by the strict rules of her training. they're different and dangerous in a way that scares and excites her.
yelena does her best to hide the sudden nerves. she straightens her back, tilts her head up in confidence. for the first time she's unsure if its real. ]
How much you're willing to give up control. [ she says softly. ]
[Oh. That burst of extra confidence was really doing something for him, here. His own confidence slips a little, glancing away, a soft self-derisive huff of a laugh escaping him.]
Well- [he licks his lips, bites the lower one as his eyes sweep back to her.] I think you might be surprised by how... agreeable I might be.
[ oh no. that look and the way he licks his lips... whatever false confidence yelena had managed to shore up begins to crumble again. she'd been used to being someone she wasn't, being whatever the mission called for but bob isn't a mission. and she's not the overconfident, hypersexual person that got her into this mess.
all her pretense seems to drop and what comes naturally is... a timidity she's never really known before. ]
And you would be... agreeable for me? [ she asks a little more earnestly. ]
[He practically watches that mask crumble right at her feet, sees the way her features shift from that confidence to... something smaller, softer, shy almost? It's such a strange thing to see on Yelena's face.]
Hey... [He reaches up to cup her cheek in his hand, sweeping his thumb gently across the apple of her cheek, but lets his hand fall away .] I thought that was implied... but to be explicitly clear: I would be incredibly agreeable to that for you, Yelena Belova.
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[ she doesn't like that smile. not what it means. yelena is used to always having the upper hand, she's used to being in control. but her feelings for bob don't abide by the strict rules of her training. they're different and dangerous in a way that scares and excites her.
yelena does her best to hide the sudden nerves. she straightens her back, tilts her head up in confidence. for the first time she's unsure if its real. ]
How much you're willing to give up control. [ she says softly. ]
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That burst of extra confidence was really doing something for him, here. His own confidence slips a little, glancing away, a soft self-derisive huff of a laugh escaping him.]
Well- [he licks his lips, bites the lower one as his eyes sweep back to her.] I think you might be surprised by how... agreeable I might be.
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all her pretense seems to drop and what comes naturally is... a timidity she's never really known before. ]
And you would be... agreeable for me? [ she asks a little more earnestly. ]
no subject
Hey... [He reaches up to cup her cheek in his hand, sweeping his thumb gently across the apple of her cheek, but lets his hand fall away .] I thought that was implied... but to be explicitly clear: I would be incredibly agreeable to that for you, Yelena Belova.