Yeah. I'd never really been with anyone except Natasha, you know, I'd kissed other girls in the 40s, but she was my only real relationship, so I just never thought about it. Then with how this place is everything just sorta... But yeah, I get it. I worry about Sam sometimes. The one back home, I mean.
Okay, you have a point. I did that too, actually. Even ran into him again, but I couldn't really face him yet, so after the fight I just took off.
But yeah, you're right. I mean, worst option is probably that Steve gets it in his head to try and talk to Clint or something.
well I'm going to be a huge hypocrite and tell you to tell him and then you can let me know how he reacts and then I'll know if I should tell mine.
it's weird. I wasn't even sure if I'd ever care about sex again, but after I slept with him, it reminded me of how much I like sex. because I'd actually had sex before. with more than one person.
seriously, only Natasha? she's kind of scary.
please never tell any version of her that I said that.
I'll tell you how it goes. I'd say you owe me a drink after, but this place is fucked. so maybe you can come over and we can split a few beers or something.
yknow it sounds almost like you're mocking me.
but I get the idea a little bit, I think. cause it was sort of like that with Natasha the first time. I didn't know who I was back in those days, but being with her... it made me feel like I was- something. human. made me remember what that felt like.
they sent me off to train with the SAS on my sixteenth birthday, and then the war started so I never really had much opportunity for more than flirting and a little fooling around before that. then when I put my brain back together enough to think about wanting to, I ended up running into Tasha again. so everything here has been sort of a learning experience.
yeah there's just something about being close to someone, isn't there? sometimes I feel like my head's floating away. people can really ground that. reminds me that the sky isn't really falling.
and of course you like it. there's nothing sexier than a woman who can destroy you.
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Okay, you have a point. I did that too, actually. Even ran into him again, but I couldn't really face him yet, so after the fight I just took off.
But yeah, you're right. I mean, worst option is probably that Steve gets it in his head to try and talk to Clint or something.
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it's weird. I wasn't even sure if I'd ever care about sex again, but after I slept with him, it reminded me of how much I like sex. because I'd actually had sex before. with more than one person.
seriously, only Natasha? she's kind of scary.
please never tell any version of her that I said that.
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yknow it sounds almost like you're mocking me.
but I get the idea a little bit, I think. cause it was sort of like that with Natasha the first time. I didn't know who I was back in those days, but being with her... it made me feel like I was- something. human. made me remember what that felt like.
they sent me off to train with the SAS on my sixteenth birthday, and then the war started so I never really had much opportunity for more than flirting and a little fooling around before that. then when I put my brain back together enough to think about wanting to, I ended up running into Tasha again. so everything here has been sort of a learning experience.
I wont tell her. I kinda like it, though.
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and of course you like it. there's nothing sexier than a woman who can destroy you.
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yeah, that's... pretty true. Nat threatened to either shoot me or throw a grenade at me the first time we met.
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dumb little things feel amazing now.