[ She knows he won't hurt her, not beyond those mingled declarations of lust and love, the shared ache that smear across one another's bodies, the things that linger long after they've been pulled apart. Moneypenny pushes herself up into Iain's hand, like she's asking for those collaring fingers to do their worst (to hold her and keep her; again, to stay). ]
Clever like that, I am. [ This is the part when Moneypenny kisses him, wraps her thighs around his waist and shoves an impolite hand between the two of them while muttering a chorus of c'mon, c'mon. But this time it's different because, for a moment, she hesitates. Not a flinch, but still a flaw, her eyebrows lifting as if in curiosity of her own emotions. It's a look that warns caution, not to Iain, but to herself; a look but don't touch (It's something she's never thought before when it comes him; even at first glance she was gearing to go.)
She won't ask him to break his appointments (MP's a businesswoman, too, even if she doesn't look it), won't try to twist him to abandon plans already made. But she wants him for more than a day, two days, three at the most. She wants a week, a week and a half; she wants a place they've never been. She wants anonymity from everyone and everything except one another. Not indefinitely, but for a little while. Lessons in how to disappear completely and never be found.
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Clever like that, I am. [ This is the part when Moneypenny kisses him, wraps her thighs around his waist and shoves an impolite hand between the two of them while muttering a chorus of c'mon, c'mon. But this time it's different because, for a moment, she hesitates. Not a flinch, but still a flaw, her eyebrows lifting as if in curiosity of her own emotions. It's a look that warns caution, not to Iain, but to herself; a look but don't touch (It's something she's never thought before when it comes him; even at first glance she was gearing to go.)
She won't ask him to break his appointments (MP's a businesswoman, too, even if she doesn't look it), won't try to twist him to abandon plans already made. But she wants him for more than a day, two days, three at the most. She wants a week, a week and a half; she wants a place they've never been. She wants anonymity from everyone and everything except one another. Not indefinitely, but for a little while. Lessons in how to disappear completely and never be found.
(Don't feed me sorry. Feed me yes.) ]