[ diana laughs and sucks in her stomach, but she doesn't move away or pull his head from her, either. relaxing, she enjoys the pressure and warmth of his mouth on her skin and closes her eyes. nothing can ruin this moment; not time, not space, not even the distance between their lives. he fits perfectly into 1984, just as he should. ]
They wrote many stories about you after the war. I made sure of it.
[ sameer, chief, charlie, and even etta had little pieces written about them. diana had ensured that they were not forgotten by time. ]
They should have been writing stories about you. You did all the heavy lifting.
( he'd saved today, she'd saved the world and even in his absence, he knows she'd continued to do that because she was diana prince and that was what she did.
he pulls his mouth away from her and peers up, blinking at her and trying not to feel blinded by her beauty. it's a romantic cliche, he knows, but for her, it's true. )
[ and planes have haunted her ever since, giving her a hope that's intangible and hopeless.
brushing her fingers in what she hopes is in comfort through his hair, she peers down at him and smiles softly, then shakes her head. ] You saved the day so that the tomorrow and tomorrow's tomorrow could be saved. The people you saved were able to go on and help many others.
[ by her, chief, sameer, charlie, etta, others. she knows there's a few others like her out there, some making newspaper headlines, some merely being on page twelve. because of steve's sacrifice, others were able to live and do so much good. ]
You didn't just fly a plane, Steve. You know that.
or maybe i'm a libra!!! i don't know what that means but MAYBE
I did what I had to do. We should stop talking about me when you're literally in your underwear in front of me.
( that's what they should be talking about if they're going to talk at all. he pulls her in closer and presses an open mouthed kiss to her hip just above her panties. he breathes her in, memorizing her smell before he peers up at her again. )
I don't want to save anyone right now. I just want to be here with you. I just want to be selfish.
( he thinks that's allowed for the both of them at this point in time. )
you're a sag, they're the worst and so are you 💖
[ considering she hasn't been selfish in many, many years, she thinks that's more than reasonable. doesn't the universe owe her? hasn't she been told by so many that good will come if she earns it? no shortcuts. antiope had told her good things comes to those who wait, especially those who are very, very impatient.
and diana's impatient.
moving her hands from his hair to his shoulders, she grips them gently and moves to straddle him, sitting perched on his lap so he can't fly away nor be taken away from her. ]
Then be here with me. [ she smiles kindly, hands moving up to the back of his neck. then, she laughs lightly, ] In my underwear. Do you like it? It's very different to what I wore in Veld.
[ she kind of didn't wear any except for her armour shorts. ]
( he remembers what she'd worn in veld and while he'd liked that, he likes this too. he really likes this especially since she's sitting astride him and she definitely hadn't done that in veld.
he bites his bottom lip and looks her over from head to toe and back again before he nods. )
You're making me feel a little overdressed but that doesn't mean I want you to get up.
( he grabs for her hips to make her stay right where she was. )
I can stay overdressed. ( with a quiet sigh, steve leans forward and presses his lips to her shoulder. )
[ although, she does want him to be undressed eventually. right now, she'll enjoy how his mouth feels on her shoulder. is it wrong of her to want to enjoy his attention on her right now? if he's undressed, then she knows she'll be all over him, making him turn into putty beneath her.
tilting her head to the side, she lifts her hand away from his shoulder to brush her hair away from where his mouth could possibly travel. his lips are warm and his mouth is wet, and it's better than her imagining it. ]
Just for now. [ she slides her hands over his clothed shoulders and to his chest. ]
( just for now. he doesn't take the time to agree with her because that would mean pulling his mouth away from her shoulder.
instead, his mouth slides its way up her neck, tongue pressing lightly over the thumping pulse against her neck. he stays right there, taking solace in the fact that he can feel that again.
he shivers, moving his lips until he's kissing the underside of her jaw, tasting her, memorizing how it feels, how it makes him feel. )
But not forever. I don't want to wear these clothes forever.
[ humming as she tilts her head up, diana enjoys the warmth of his mouth against her jaw. this is something she had only ever dreamed of, getting lost in her little fantasies of years' past that made her wonder if everything had truly happened and everyone was gone. if she imagined it over and over, the same scenario with the same tastes and sounds, surely it was all real?
no matter how desperately she tried to cling to what she knew, nothing ever was real. steve didn't smell like he does now in her little fantasies over the last few decades. diana hates to admit that she forgot what he had smelled like.
closing her eyes, she doesn't answer him immediately. they have all the time in the world now, don't they? ]
You assume I have self-control, Steve. [ she chuckles lowly. ] Just in case you forgot, I don't.
I don't know, you always seemed pretty in control to me. Never got too angry at someone, never yelled at someone. Where's this lack of self control you're talking about?
( steve chuckles, pulling back and reaching up to cradle her face in his hands like he can't get enough of her.
his thumbs brush against her cheeks and down to her lips before he laughs. )
I think you're just saying that, Diana. I think you're perfectly in control.
[ shaking her head in his hands, she hopes that he doesn't pull them away. she makes a noise of disapproval. no, she was a horribly stubborn and rebellious child. ]
I was very out of control in Themyscira. I did things I was never meant to do. I trained to be a warrior with my aunt behind my mother's back. I was very innovative with Asteria's Games. [ she smiles, liking her rewrite of that particular history. she had cheated, just as she had made him cheat death. diana doesn't want to think of what antiope would say about this shortcut. (she wants antiope back, too.)
smiling down at him, she says playfully, ] I am very out of control.
[ she shakes her head yet again, brows furrowed. ] I'm not.
[ diana knows she's grown more patient over the years, more understanding of why people do what they do, do what they don't do, and why there are particular rules and beliefs in place. but she is still that stubborn princess who felt that she knew everything.
sliding her hands from his hair to his shoulders, she gives him a firm shove back. ]
( steve doesn't even have time to respond before she shoves him and he's on his back on the bed, hair falling into his face before he brushes it away.
he tries not to laugh, tries to keep a straight face but it's not really possible right now. she looms over him and it's the most beautiful sight he's ever seen. )
It's a start. But, I've been pushed onto beds before so...
( he trails off and arches an eyebrow, reaching forward to draw his fingers down her stomach, nudging up against the waist of her underwear. )
[ sucking in her belly, diana regards him with an arch of her brow. feigning being unimpressed, she mulls over what she can ask him. she doesn't want him thinking of anyone else—it's her and him, not the ghosts of other people—but she wants to tease him so badly. ]
Were they like me?
[ she grips his shoulders tightly, not too hard to break anything. sliding her hands roughly down from his shoulders to his pecs, she tries to rub her hands roughly through the fabric. ]
( steve doesn't even realize what he's said that she's questioning because, you know, she's touching him. her hands are on his body and she's touching him and that kind of makes his brain short circuit. )
You should know there's no one like you, Diana. No one in the world.
( so, whoever pushed him onto beds previously paled in comparison to her. she's the only one on his mind right now. )
[ that's the answer she likes to hear. it's been him; it's always been him. no one else even compares. diana smiles before she tries to school her face and peer down at him with a pointed stare and an arch of her brow. ]
The one who you… what?
[ it's been a long time since she's had him. veld had been simpler, an easy coming together between them, but now that she has him… she plans to toy with him a little. the universe owes her that much at least.
rubbing her hands against his chest, she sighs, feeling at peace. ]
Like to be pushed onto beds by? The one you like to be sat on while overdressed?
we're too busy making sure short people know when it's raining
[ she laughs and shoves his shoulder, accidentally a little too hard. god, he's so cute. she can't believe that he was the one to show her the world when he is absolutely hopeless in navigating it himself. ]
I want you to tell me that I'm the one you want to be pushed onto beds by and sat on while you're overdressed. [ she laughs loudly, feeling a blush warm her skin. she shakes her head incredulously at him and brushes her hands against his shoulders once more. ]
Are you sure you've done any of this before, Steve? Flirting, that is.
Maybe once or twice. I was a little busy with other things, you know. Important things like...learning how to fly planes and learning how to best wear a military uniform.
( he thinks he's done okay with both of those.
when she shoves him, he bounces against the bed, laughing and looking down at the shoulder she'd just shoved. )
You're going to push me through the bed and onto the floor, if you're not careful. Not that I'd mind that. I'd let you sit on me while I'm on the floor too.
I have a feeling you'd let me do a lot of things to you as long as I remained sitting on your lap in my underwear.
[ perhaps that's arrogant of her, but it's based on the evidence poised in front of her. he likes her, she likes him, and she's certain steve doesn't mind being handled by a woman. many men have taken issue with her simply being better.
she does kindly spare him, though. she wants him on his back with her sitting stride his hips so he can't move and the universe can't take him away. after all, diana has a stubborn grip.
sliding her hands down his chest, she sighs, lips pinched. ] I didn't manage to find any of your military uniforms.
( he doesn't know why that catches him by surprise but it does. why wouldn't she want something of his to remember him by? but, the fact that she'd tried to find his military uniforms specifically is what surprises him.
he looks up at her like he's seeing her in a new life and brushes his hands up and down her arms, gentle and slow. )
I think they were in a trunk somewhere back — ( he gestures over his shoulder to symbolize back there, back then. )
Gone now, I'm sure. Just...me.
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i'll take it under advisement but this can be fast tracked with a dog
[ but steve's gone, too. or was. diana thinks to tell him, but thankfully bites her rather blunt tongue. she had wanted to find everything of his so that steve trevor would end up being remembered and not lost to time like so many others. she'd wanted a little more of him to keep some part fo him alive to her, but she hadn't been successful in her searches and neither had etta when she had joined the ranks.
she lets out a very soft, quiet breath, smiling and not shrugging his hands off her arms. ]
I found many of your photos. I made sure your face was in the papers. [ she laughs lightly. ] I knew you'd have loved it.
[ contrary, she would think he'd be so embarrassed by it, so she'd done it for that reason alone. ]
Of course you did. I never did any of that for the attention so of course you'd make sure I got it.
( he's not upset. no one's going to think that he's alive right now and come knocking. he wasn't going to have to give any interviews about what he did and how he was alive.
instead, he was tucked away in diana's apartment, listening to her tell him how much she wants him there.
he's lucky. he's too lucky. )
Be careful, you start telling people about me, I might start telling people about you. Or...the other you.
[ barbara already knows about him, the pilot boyfriend who died a long time ago. diana had kept her secrets close to her chest and her apartment out of the reach of many arms. steve's photos belong to her and her alone, and she's certain anyone who would have seen his photograph or knew him is long since gone.
she chuckles, peering down at him. ] No one will believe you. Diana Prince, the unknown saviour? [ she shakes her head, face scrunched up. ] I am too antisocial for that.
[ lifting her hand from his shoulder, she brushes her fingers against his cheek. ] No one will believe the words of a very handsome man.
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i'm a gemini so at least 70 minimum
[ diana laughs and sucks in her stomach, but she doesn't move away or pull his head from her, either. relaxing, she enjoys the pressure and warmth of his mouth on her skin and closes her eyes. nothing can ruin this moment; not time, not space, not even the distance between their lives. he fits perfectly into 1984, just as he should. ]
They wrote many stories about you after the war. I made sure of it.
[ sameer, chief, charlie, and even etta had little pieces written about them. diana had ensured that they were not forgotten by time. ]
i'm a gemini too and i only have five
( he'd saved today, she'd saved the world and even in his absence, he knows she'd continued to do that because she was diana prince and that was what she did.
he pulls his mouth away from her and peers up, blinking at her and trying not to feel blinded by her beauty. it's a romantic cliche, he knows, but for her, it's true. )
I just flew a plane.
you're a secretly chaotic gemini
brushing her fingers in what she hopes is in comfort through his hair, she peers down at him and smiles softly, then shakes her head. ] You saved the day so that the tomorrow and tomorrow's tomorrow could be saved. The people you saved were able to go on and help many others.
[ by her, chief, sameer, charlie, etta, others. she knows there's a few others like her out there, some making newspaper headlines, some merely being on page twelve. because of steve's sacrifice, others were able to live and do so much good. ]
You didn't just fly a plane, Steve. You know that.
or maybe i'm a libra!!! i don't know what that means but MAYBE
( that's what they should be talking about if they're going to talk at all. he pulls her in closer and presses an open mouthed kiss to her hip just above her panties. he breathes her in, memorizing her smell before he peers up at her again. )
I don't want to save anyone right now. I just want to be here with you. I just want to be selfish.
( he thinks that's allowed for the both of them at this point in time. )
you're a sag, they're the worst and so are you 💖
and diana's impatient.
moving her hands from his hair to his shoulders, she grips them gently and moves to straddle him, sitting perched on his lap so he can't fly away nor be taken away from her. ]
Then be here with me. [ she smiles kindly, hands moving up to the back of his neck. then, she laughs lightly, ] In my underwear. Do you like it? It's very different to what I wore in Veld.
[ she kind of didn't wear any except for her armour shorts. ]
your face sags
( he remembers what she'd worn in veld and while he'd liked that, he likes this too. he really likes this especially since she's sitting astride him and she definitely hadn't done that in veld.
he bites his bottom lip and looks her over from head to toe and back again before he nods. )
You're making me feel a little overdressed but that doesn't mean I want you to get up.
( he grabs for her hips to make her stay right where she was. )
I can stay overdressed. ( with a quiet sigh, steve leans forward and presses his lips to her shoulder. )
your bum sags more
[ although, she does want him to be undressed eventually. right now, she'll enjoy how his mouth feels on her shoulder. is it wrong of her to want to enjoy his attention on her right now? if he's undressed, then she knows she'll be all over him, making him turn into putty beneath her.
tilting her head to the side, she lifts her hand away from his shoulder to brush her hair away from where his mouth could possibly travel. his lips are warm and his mouth is wet, and it's better than her imagining it. ]
Just for now. [ she slides her hands over his clothed shoulders and to his chest. ]
your bum is your face
instead, his mouth slides its way up her neck, tongue pressing lightly over the thumping pulse against her neck. he stays right there, taking solace in the fact that he can feel that again.
he shivers, moving his lips until he's kissing the underside of her jaw, tasting her, memorizing how it feels, how it makes him feel. )
But not forever. I don't want to wear these clothes forever.
( just in case she's worried. )
your face is my bum
no matter how desperately she tried to cling to what she knew, nothing ever was real. steve didn't smell like he does now in her little fantasies over the last few decades. diana hates to admit that she forgot what he had smelled like.
closing her eyes, she doesn't answer him immediately. they have all the time in the world now, don't they? ]
You assume I have self-control, Steve. [ she chuckles lowly. ] Just in case you forgot, I don't.
ew gross no way
( steve chuckles, pulling back and reaching up to cradle her face in his hands like he can't get enough of her.
his thumbs brush against her cheeks and down to her lips before he laughs. )
I think you're just saying that, Diana. I think you're perfectly in control.
my ass is out of this world
I was very out of control in Themyscira. I did things I was never meant to do. I trained to be a warrior with my aunt behind my mother's back. I was very innovative with Asteria's Games. [ she smiles, liking her rewrite of that particular history. she had cheated, just as she had made him cheat death. diana doesn't want to think of what antiope would say about this shortcut. (she wants antiope back, too.)
smiling down at him, she says playfully, ] I am very out of control.
your ass is a butt
While I'm sure that is all true, Diana, I just haven't seen any evidence of it. So, it's all just words to me.
( the corners of his lips turn up and he pushes her hair back, unable not to touch her even while he teases her. )
Maybe you were out of control but I think you've changed.
and your face is an ASSFACE /mic drop
[ diana knows she's grown more patient over the years, more understanding of why people do what they do, do what they don't do, and why there are particular rules and beliefs in place. but she is still that stubborn princess who felt that she knew everything.
sliding her hands from his hair to his shoulders, she gives him a firm shove back. ]
Is that not evidence?
ooooo BURN
he tries not to laugh, tries to keep a straight face but it's not really possible right now. she looms over him and it's the most beautiful sight he's ever seen. )
It's a start. But, I've been pushed onto beds before so...
( he trails off and arches an eyebrow, reaching forward to draw his fingers down her stomach, nudging up against the waist of her underwear. )
your face
Were they like me?
[ she grips his shoulders tightly, not too hard to break anything. sliding her hands roughly down from his shoulders to his pecs, she tries to rub her hands roughly through the fabric. ]
your face's face
( steve doesn't even realize what he's said that she's questioning because, you know, she's touching him. her hands are on his body and she's touching him and that kind of makes his brain short circuit. )
You should know there's no one like you, Diana. No one in the world.
( so, whoever pushed him onto beds previously paled in comparison to her. she's the only one on his mind right now. )
You're the one.
( the only one he wants. )
tall people never make sense
The one who you… what?
[ it's been a long time since she's had him. veld had been simpler, an easy coming together between them, but now that she has him… she plans to toy with him a little. the universe owes her that much at least.
rubbing her hands against his chest, she sighs, feeling at peace. ]
Like to be pushed onto beds by? The one you like to be sat on while overdressed?
we're too busy making sure short people know when it's raining
( just an fyi from steve, there. he smiles at her because he doesn't think she really wants to know about his past. he hopes she doesn't. )
I don't remember their names anymore. Forgotten. Not important.
( she was important and she was who was on his mind now, then, forever. )
ah, yes, by being my umbrella
[ she laughs and shoves his shoulder, accidentally a little too hard. god, he's so cute. she can't believe that he was the one to show her the world when he is absolutely hopeless in navigating it himself. ]
I want you to tell me that I'm the one you want to be pushed onto beds by and sat on while you're overdressed. [ she laughs loudly, feeling a blush warm her skin. she shakes her head incredulously at him and brushes her hands against his shoulders once more. ]
Are you sure you've done any of this before, Steve? Flirting, that is.
ELLA ELLA ELLA couldn't help myself.
( he thinks he's done okay with both of those.
when she shoves him, he bounces against the bed, laughing and looking down at the shoulder she'd just shoved. )
You're going to push me through the bed and onto the floor, if you're not careful. Not that I'd mind that. I'd let you sit on me while I'm on the floor too.
i'm embarrassed to be seen out with you
[ perhaps that's arrogant of her, but it's based on the evidence poised in front of her. he likes her, she likes him, and she's certain steve doesn't mind being handled by a woman. many men have taken issue with her simply being better.
she does kindly spare him, though. she wants him on his back with her sitting stride his hips so he can't move and the universe can't take him away. after all, diana has a stubborn grip.
sliding her hands down his chest, she sighs, lips pinched. ] I didn't manage to find any of your military uniforms.
love me, love my terrible jokes
( he doesn't know why that catches him by surprise but it does. why wouldn't she want something of his to remember him by? but, the fact that she'd tried to find his military uniforms specifically is what surprises him.
he looks up at her like he's seeing her in a new life and brushes his hands up and down her arms, gentle and slow. )
I think they were in a trunk somewhere back — ( he gestures over his shoulder to symbolize back there, back then. )
Gone now, I'm sure. Just...me.
i'll take it under advisement but this can be fast tracked with a dog
she lets out a very soft, quiet breath, smiling and not shrugging his hands off her arms. ]
I found many of your photos. I made sure your face was in the papers. [ she laughs lightly. ] I knew you'd have loved it.
[ contrary, she would think he'd be so embarrassed by it, so she'd done it for that reason alone. ]
i will give you a picture of a dog
( he's not upset. no one's going to think that he's alive right now and come knocking. he wasn't going to have to give any interviews about what he did and how he was alive.
instead, he was tucked away in diana's apartment, listening to her tell him how much she wants him there.
he's lucky. he's too lucky. )
Be careful, you start telling people about me, I might start telling people about you. Or...the other you.
( no, he'd never actually do that. )
i'll accept this as long as i get it now
she chuckles, peering down at him. ] No one will believe you. Diana Prince, the unknown saviour? [ she shakes her head, face scrunched up. ] I am too antisocial for that.
[ lifting her hand from his shoulder, she brushes her fingers against his cheek. ] No one will believe the words of a very handsome man.
i sent it airmail to you
does this include you piloting the plane?
hell no i'm sitting at home relaxing
i'm throwing you into the bin
stop throwing me into things!
picks you up and throws you once more
i'm too tall for you to throw
when i punch you in the knee and you double over you won't be so tall
i will fall on you when you knock me over
and i will become one with the wind and be agile enough to let the ground spikes catch you
you're so poetic, aren't you?
my poetry handle is shilliam wakespeare, you may have heard of me
wow can i have your autograph?
i autographed your nose earlier
i wanted you to sign my toe
i didn't want to tell you it was a bit smelly
how dare you it was not
it's okay that you're in denial, i'd be too if i smelled as bad as you
would you stop smelling me?!
no thank you
then you are not my friend
😔
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