(MCU) Fallback
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salmon_pinkTitle: Fallback
Fandom: Marvel Cinematic Universe
Pairing: Peggy/Sif
Rating: PG
Words: 240
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femslash100's Drabbletag, prompt "reserve".
“I can help,” Sif says firmly, chin held up defiantly.
“I know you can,” Peggy assures her, clicking her gun’s magazine into place. “But I don’t think Earth is quite ready to discover there’s an entire world of practically immortal warriors just a hop, skip and a rainbow bridge away from our planet.”
Sif sinks down onto the bench looking mutinous, and Peggy can’t help her fond smile.
“For now, lets just consider you our reserve, in case things go south.”
“So I’m to languish here at SHIELD until you call for me?”
Peggy holsters her gun and shrugs on her jacket. “I’m rather hoping we won’t be requiring your assistance, actually.”
Sif nods in understanding, but she’s still frowning at missing out on a fight. Peggy can’t help but lean over and press her lips to the down-turned corners of Sif’s mouth, and Sif tilts her head, kissing back eagerly despite her frustration.
“I’ll keep in touch,” Peggy says, tossing a radio that Sif catches one-handed. “Shouldn’t take too long to get this mess sorted out. And when I get back I’ll make it up to you.”
Sif raises an eyebrow at that, intrigued. “You will?”
“Oh yes, I promise to give you a real workout,” Peggy winks, letting her smile grow dirty with all the delicious ways she plans to make Sif sweat, and then she’s heading out the door, Sif’s appreciative laughter following her down the halls.
Fandom: Marvel Cinematic Universe
Pairing: Peggy/Sif
Rating: PG
Words: 240
Notes: For
femslash100's Drabbletag, prompt "reserve".“I can help,” Sif says firmly, chin held up defiantly.
“I know you can,” Peggy assures her, clicking her gun’s magazine into place. “But I don’t think Earth is quite ready to discover there’s an entire world of practically immortal warriors just a hop, skip and a rainbow bridge away from our planet.”
Sif sinks down onto the bench looking mutinous, and Peggy can’t help her fond smile.
“For now, lets just consider you our reserve, in case things go south.”
“So I’m to languish here at SHIELD until you call for me?”
Peggy holsters her gun and shrugs on her jacket. “I’m rather hoping we won’t be requiring your assistance, actually.”
Sif nods in understanding, but she’s still frowning at missing out on a fight. Peggy can’t help but lean over and press her lips to the down-turned corners of Sif’s mouth, and Sif tilts her head, kissing back eagerly despite her frustration.
“I’ll keep in touch,” Peggy says, tossing a radio that Sif catches one-handed. “Shouldn’t take too long to get this mess sorted out. And when I get back I’ll make it up to you.”
Sif raises an eyebrow at that, intrigued. “You will?”
“Oh yes, I promise to give you a real workout,” Peggy winks, letting her smile grow dirty with all the delicious ways she plans to make Sif sweat, and then she’s heading out the door, Sif’s appreciative laughter following her down the halls.
