S.H.I.E.L.D ACADEMY

74. Basic Science

"So are you going to tell me why we're sitting on a public plane on our way over to England?" Steve said looking down at you.

"You have a problem with flying public now?" You said turning your head towards Steve.

"You know god damn well that ain't my problem," Steve laughed, you always tried to test him.

You took a deep breath looking forward at the empty seats in front of you. This was the time you had to actually open up and explain what was going on. You knew he was going to call you insane. Worse was that he was going to judge you for intending to go in alone. You had no excuse for either. You let go off Steve's hand and raised your arm, tapped three times on your wrist before a screen appeared in front of you. You could already sense Steve's confusion.

"Did that just come out of your skin?" Steve asked concerned.

"You and all the Avengers have been keeping tap on me on the wristband, wanna talk about that?" You asked back.

Steve got silent. No, he would rather not speak about that. Did Steve know about the surveillance around you? Yes, it had been implanted since the meeting where you got put off the Avengers as a safety percussion. Was Steve and Tony fond of it? No. Steve knew that Tony now must have known about the two of you, but Steve did like the wristband as that was his way of tracking you. Now he had lost that leverage. He had noticed that you had taken it off.

"That's what I thought, so I built my own little system, installed it to my arm and it is literally impossible for anyone to track, hack or break into," You said as you easily with your fingertips were searching for the correct files.

"It's inside your body," Steve said, shocked.

You looked at him unfaced, waiting for him to continue.

"You put a strange chemical inside your body, and don't see the problem in that?" Steve said.

"YOU don't see the irony of YOU asking me that," You said, putting emphasis on certain words. You couldn't hold the laugh in.

 

Steve rolled his eyes at you.

"It was different with me, I'm not a robot," Steve insisted.

You laughed even louder now.

"I didn't even alter my body, I literally put a micro tiny piece of metal inside my body. I have less  metal in my whole body than you have in your one finger," You explained to him.

Steve was clearly not a man of science. He got more and more confused the more you spoke. Steve didn't really think you were a robot, but he was confused. It felt like you had changed, or tried to change. He didn't understand why you would do it. Yes, you were avoiding surveillance, and yes it was kind of smart the way you were working around it, however he would never admit it.

"That's not how science works," Steve tried to bluff you off.

"Ahhh, ahh, okay, I see, I see the 106 year old man from stone age wanna talk to me about how science work, okay let's do it," you were gassed up, laughing as you crossed your arms.

"Listen before you went to the ice, you were literally smaller than me, shorter, thinner, weaker, I believe I read somewhere that you were 5'4 and 95 pounds. Every human has around 2.5% metals in their bodies, which i'll assume you had at the time. Now, thanks to the brilliant handsome Howard Stark, you grew." No one could possibly stop you now.

"You went from 5'4 to 6'2, and 240 weight, but I can tell by sleeping with you that your at least 250 perhaps even close to 60 pounds. With your body mass alone you will naturally have remarkable more metal in your body than most people," You explained to him.

Steve was lying to himself if he didn't admit that you were beginning to slightly turn him on.

"Now the 'the strange chemicals' Mr Howard and Erskine put in your body is actually interestingly enough also built upon more metals, which you would've known if you had ever seen a periodic table. Now biology isn't my strongest suit, but my math is, and I can safely say that you have around at least 10% of metal in your body, which to most would be deadly. My piece of metal doesn't even effect the natural scale of metal I have in my body." You stated. This was your natural habitat. Steve was not gonna be let off easily.

"So will you now let me tell you about the mission," You asked, waiting for his approval.

Fuck. What where you doing to him? Steve never thought he would find himself attracted to... whatever this was. He didn't know if it was your confidence, your slight hint of anger or passion that drove him this way, but he knew that whatever he felt, was effecting him. He didn't need to be a scientist to figure out that, as he could feel his length twitching. He tried to cross his legs, but the seats were too small. God, he hated this plane. He tried to ignore his emotions, slightly moving his pants. He gave you a nod.

God, woman... He needed you to talk.