Phil grinned, reaching down to help her out of it. As she pulled it off, though, his powers of helpfulness failed, and he found himself staring. The sight of her naked body really would have been enough for him, it would probably be enough for any man, so for a minute all he could do was take her in.
Then he realized that he still had pants on, and they were becoming more uncomfortable every second, so he stood quickly and took them off with more speed than he'd managed for his shirt. Socks went next, then the boxer briefs he'd had on.
He was almost afraid to get back on the bed, to touch his body against hers, that programmed SHIELD caution kicking in--anything he wanted to do this badly couldn't be good, had to be a trick. But it wasn't a trick, she was right there waiting for him, and he didn't give a fuck about SHIELD training right now. He got back on the bed, lowering himself onto her, his tongue finding its way back to her nipple again, his fingers off forging other paths over the soft curves of her hips and her thighs.
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Date: 2012-04-29 03:47 am (UTC)Then he realized that he still had pants on, and they were becoming more uncomfortable every second, so he stood quickly and took them off with more speed than he'd managed for his shirt. Socks went next, then the boxer briefs he'd had on.
He was almost afraid to get back on the bed, to touch his body against hers, that programmed SHIELD caution kicking in--anything he wanted to do this badly couldn't be good, had to be a trick. But it wasn't a trick, she was right there waiting for him, and he didn't give a fuck about SHIELD training right now. He got back on the bed, lowering himself onto her, his tongue finding its way back to her nipple again, his fingers off forging other paths over the soft curves of her hips and her thighs.