🌷 𝓘n which an MI6 Agent
during the 𝒞𝑜𝓁𝒹 𝒲𝒶𝓇 ends
up falling in love with a man
who is meant to be her enemy.
Started: 4th May 2024
Completed: ???
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╭──────────╮ 𝗖𝗵𝗮𝗽𝘁𝗲𝗿 𝗧𝗲𝗻 ╰──────────╯
James cradled the column of her corded neck with a gentleness his HYDRA superiors would find appalling in the super soldier they had attempted to sculpt into an uncharitable and formidable assassin. He embraced her and let love burgeon within the muscular beating organ protected by his rib cage. Love was a feeling that he had become estranged from ever since the Winter Soldier had been born.
It is seen as a frailty to display love or compassion. It made a weak soldier and an equally weak killer. That's how HYDRA perceived it as anyway. It was easier to take a person's life when you felt neither of those emotions, or simply felt nothing at all. No attachments of any kind at any cost. It was a struggle to keep The Hobbit book hidden from suspiciously piercing eyes for those long thirteen years when caged and in servitude because that book in itself was an attachment he shouldn't have had but had helped him immensely over the years.
After all, it had led him right back into the arms of Dolly Primrose, who the novel first belonged to. Her signature was cursively written under the line 'property of' and it wasn't difficult to track her down and find her address. Truth be, she owned two homes in England: one owned by her parents that she got ownership of after their untimely deaths and the cottage in the English countryside that once was her late grandmother's she had told him about and wanted to show him one day. The one she was currently staying in technically was the property of SHIELD. They were allowing her to live in the home as she was partnered with them presently but were silently wishing and hoping she would join them and become an agent of theirs.
When James learned that SHIELD had given her the home as a way to try to sway her to join the agency, he had waited until Dolly fell asleep that same evening to search for hidden listening devices in every nook and cranny no one would dare think about looking at. Thankfully he had found none of the peskily invasive things and he breathed a long sigh of relief at that discovery. HYDRA was expanding within SHIELD every day, he knew this well; but not enough to provoke suspicion by planting such devices with their allies that could tape and steal conversations of high confidentiality and privacy that are valuable so they could remove possible foes from the checkered chess board.
His fingers avoided tangling in her silky soft hair as he did not want to ruin the hard work Dolly put in to make it into the style that it was currently in. James' hands abandoned her neck to sail down the arch of her spine and settle his palms on her lower back, fingers lightly grappling at the lilac material.
Her supple fingers in return weaved through the wispy strands at the nape of his neck as the kiss deepened, leaving their lips positively swollen and later airily bruised from the passion put into it.
He was cocooned in the scent of fresh peonies, a perfume that Dolly spritzed on herself earlier that evening. It was an aroma that made him feel like he had consumed the strongest alcohol in the world. It wasn't the type of drunk that made you utterly dizzy with nausea but a drunkenness that made him feel a warm euphoria all over with each inhalation.
