You talk too much

“Oh c’mon, English, loosen up a bit.” She giggled, leaning forward a little bit. The neck of her shirt dipped to get a clearer view of her cleavage. She wasn’t being as subtle now. Of course, she had to be careful, but she trusted Peggy at least a little bit. “Take off that thick blazer and unbutton your shirt a little bit. I promise, it will feel so much better.” 

“I mean, in public yes, but in the privacy of our home,” She giggled, knowing that she was flirting but wasn’t being so overt with it so Peggy wouldn’t get disgusted with her in the long run. “Who knows how much I’m willin’ to remove.” Okay, so it wasn’t much, insecurity winning out. 

“Me? Temptin’ you into bed? Never, Peggy Carter.” She teased and nuzzled closer to her. Of course she was. There was not a day that went by that Angie didn’t think that one day, Peggy would come to her senses and leave, so whenever she had the chance, she would try. Just to cherish as much time as she could with her. “Mm, okay, might end up fallin’ asleep if I’m here much longer.” She closed her eyes, the warmth coming from her girlfriend and the comfort it brought lulling her into a light slumber. 

“It’s not that hot, Peg.” Angie giggled “But if you’re really curious, I just cut down on the layers I’m wearin’.” Case and point, she shrugged off the nice blazer she had been wearing to show that there was just a thin shirt on underneath instead of a dress shirt. She set the blazer off to the side and settled down where she had been sitting moments ago. 

Her head shifted, chin resting now on her shoulder as she snuggled up. Peggy’s words made her heart sing and she hummed. It wasn’t the first time she had said that to her, but every time felt like it, like she was hearing it for the first time and was basking in it. “How much longer until you’re done and I can hold you in bed.” 

The feel of Peggy’s hand against her back and the calming way she was tucked up against her made her eyes lower. She wasn’t tired, but this whole situation was comforting, and she felt so safe with her. Her girlfriend was warm and comfy and everything felt right. Her body molded itself against Peggy with ease and she sighed. “Comfy... Love you, English.”

Angie giggled when Peggy said that she didn’t have to get up. She had weaved her trap perfectly, and now she could cuddle with Peggy for a good amount of time before she would have to get up. “You don’t hear me complainin’, English.” She tucked herself closer to her girlfriend, letting herself relax. “You can keep workin’, I promise I won’t look.” She would just stick against her, in her arms. 

Angie had begun to realize just how much control she had over her girlfriend, but had promised herself that it would only be used for good. She beamed when Peggy pushed her chair back and she immediately moved to sit in her lap. She moved to brush her lips against Peggy’s and then move so she was hugging Peggy. “I’ll get up in a minute, I promise.” She spoke into her neck, feeling comforted in her arms. “I want you to come to bed soon.” 

Angie was trying to keep the pout on her face in order to try and get Peggy to come to bed so she could cuddle with her. She knew that Peggy had a lot of paperwork to do, but Angie thought that it could be done in the morning, just so she could hold her girlfriend now. “Forgive me for bein’ in a cuddle mood, English.” She did let out a soft laugh, unable to keep the smile off her face for long. “How much more work do you have?” 

“This is nice, pretendin’ that nothin’ is going on outside.” Angie leaned back on the couch, sinking in just a little bit. She had been run around way too much lately, freelancing more than anything. She couldn’t wait for this day, to spend time with Mara.