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Ward furrows his brow at her question. He really doesn't have a preference on the matter. It's whatever. Up to you. We good to go? He sent out the text quickly following the arrival of her question and went about finishing up his work so he could get to Skye's room around the time he'd said he would.

There wasn't much doubt that he would, but Ward wanted to be on the safe side in this one.

He glanced at his phone again, waiting to make sure she would go along with his plan.

Come to life | (Heels) Ward / Skye (Stockings/garter)

Skye gets a box from a delivery guy about halfway through the afternoon. She thanks him and takes it inside, opening it and raising an eyebrow at the stuff inside. There’s no indication of who the clothes inside are from. Skye pulls them out; at least their her style, and the heels are really nice.

She pulls out her phone when it buzzes, and then snorts as she reads the texts. Ward, of course. At least he thought to send her a ‘please’ afterwards. Not that she would say no. Skye’s quick to send a text back: Does make-up count?

Skye heads into the bathroom to pull out make up and hair supplies to plan what she’s going to do that matches her new set of clothes, as she waits for a reply. At the very least she can do her hair up, even if Ward says not to wear make up. Not that she thinks he really cares if she does or not.

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Ward could handle that. He figured he'd probably regret the decision in the end, but for now it was something he could work with. He waved Darcy on as she left him at the bar, noting the time on his watch and turning his attention back to his drink.

He'd fucked up. He knew that. And he'd fix it. Once he figured out exactly how one should go about doing that.

He waited until his clock showed that just over ten minutes had passed before he slugged back the rest of his drink and stood, moving toward the door, shaking his head at the Beta he'd meant to meet up with.

Once outside he automatically went into Agent mode, almost predatory as he began his hunt.

Be there | (PTC) Ward / Darcy (Topping from the bottom)

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When it first sounds like she's offering him a chance, maybe an easier way to explain why he'd done what he had, Ward gets his hopes up. Of course, her actual plan doesn't have any flaws.

Except for the fact that they're - once again - going to ignore Ward's screw up.

He'll have to apologize with something better than coffee. Later though. After.

Ward instead nods. "I think I can manage that. You gonna tell me where to find you or will it be more of a hide and seek thing?" He arched a brow as he asked the question, sipping at his drink.

He could make himself wait the five minutes without a problem. It would give him time to finish his glass.

"See you in five?"

Be there | (PTC) Ward / Darcy (Topping from the bottom)

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Ward almost snickers at the clichéd line, but he stops himself before he can, instead slipping onto a bar stool beside her. There's something a little less there than it was before and Ward automatically reaches for the Bond that had faded, searching to figure out what.

Of course, that option is really off the table in the long run, isn't it?

He'll have to settle for old fashioned. "Yeah.. Probably a little too often now that I really look at it." He shrugged, waving down the bartender for his usual drink.

"I've been avoiding you. I shouldn't have been, but I have. You're perfectly within your rights to throw a drink at me at this point." The words are blatant, laced with resignation.

"Unless you'd rather not." Which meant that she didn't think he was the one who'd fucked up or that she had a better idea in mind.

Not necessarily a situation he wanted to deal with. Damn it, just throw the drink. Nothing is that easy.

Be there | (PTC) Ward / Darcy (Topping from the bottom)

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Be there | (PTC) Ward / Darcy (Topping from the bottom)

This was not how Ward had meant for the evening to go. To say the least.

He'd meant to simply head to the bar, have a few drinks, maybe track down the Beta he'd been talking to last time she'd been in. She said she was a regular. Shouldn't take long for her to appear.

Ward had decided that being out and about with people he hadn't been living with would be a good decision.

Stay out and relax.

Hell, maybe avoid offering himself up to Darcy again even though their last Bond had just faded. He hadn't asked, simply because he hadn't wanted to be rejected.

Male ego and all that. 

His plan was shot to hell as soon as he spotted Darcy through the crowd, her head just behind the Beta he'd been waiting for.

Without stopping to wave hello first, he pushed himself off of his bar stool and across the floor. He ignore the cheery greeting from the Beta, instead offering Darcy a sheepish smile.

"Can I buy you a drink?"

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Come to life | (Heels) Ward / Skye (Stockings/garter)

Ward has decided that the sole purpose of tonight was to relax. That, on this occasion, didn't include camping out in his room with the door locked and a beer.

Instead it had him, arranging for it to be dropped off at Skye's door sometime that day. It's a stocking and garter set. He has no real sense of what she'd like, but a message to Fitz aims him in the right direction

The heels are completely on accident. He hadn't meant for those to be included, but the idea of Skye in them had been enough for him to have it arranged.

Some guy from a boutique downtown will deliver it within the next hour or so.

Once the time was up, he sent off a text, something like Expect me at eight. Don't be wearing anything else.

The next message, an added please is an afterthought.

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"Y'know, if it wasn't you, I might have to question your reasoning on that one a bit more. Experimental dinner friend could mean many things. For example: how long to cook a human, what kind of poison works the fastest, how little poison can someone have before it doesn't effect them.." All very important questions that he didn't want to donate himself toward answering.

But it was okay, because Skye wasn't a mad scientist.

"So where is it again?"

Just dinner || Skye and Ward

Skye rolls her eyes, but gives him a smile. “I’m just saying, you and May’s glares could down passing geese flocks.” She heads down the sidewalk, looking around to make sure that they actually find the place. Supposedly it’s pushed back a little, a little out of sight from the sidewalk.

"Never been. You’re my experimental dinner friend tonight, since I’ve been trying to find some good places to get something to eat that’s nearby."

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Ward stops his hunt long enough to turn and grab a toothbrush, adding it to his collection of clothing. “I’ll be there in a few minutes. And yeah, probably best if you prepare the couch. I wanna give you your space, but I’ll be nearby when you need me.” Ward pointed out. 

"On that note, give me five minutes tops. Tell JARVIS I'm coming up though. If you've already locked yourself away, then I'll need permission to get off on your floor." Unless he took the stairs.

Which was always a possibility. Technically.

A Little Help from my Friends || Skye and Ward

Skye hums. “Alright. And I won’t make you sleep on the couch, unless you’d really prefer it to the bed.” She smiles a little. “It’s not really infringing on my space if I asked you to be here.” Skye stands up and stretches, planning on changing into some pjs if Ward’s going to come over right then.

"I don’t have any extra toiletries you can use, so you’ll have to bring a toothbrush. I have soap and shampoo and toothpaste that you can use, but that’s about it." Skye tells him, opening a drawer and pulling out her pajamas, starting to change, her phone pressed to her ear with her shoulder. "So grab any of that sort of stuff that you need."

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"No I don't. If people take it that way, it's their own damn fault." He pointed out, a smirk curling up the corners of his mouth. He followed her out of the tower and into public, along the sidewalk.

"Have you been to this diner before? or is it an experimental dinner thing?"

Just dinner || Skye and Ward

"You look like you’re trying to kill people with your eyes," Skye tells him, "You don’t need to play good little diplomat, but you don’t need to look like I’m taking you out to your execution." She says as she steps out onto the sidewalk. "It’s just dinner."

"I wouldn’t make you help. If I pushed it back myself, I’d be super strong. It has all my stuff in it, which makes it really heavy," Skye states as she heads out to the diner. "You could count it as training."

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Ward snorts at Fitz’s not so subtle remark, shouted through the hallway. He waits until Skye has gone on to the end of the hall. After a quick glance over the two, he walks up to Coulson’s door, turns the handle, and walks in.

The thing Ward has noticed with Coulson is that, while yes, he’s dangerous and intimidating, he also has the tiniest sense of humor. You have to stretch a bit to get to it, and it’s a bit dry, but, as far as Ward can tell, it’s there.

Of course, finding a fish on his desk won’t exactly be funny. Still, Ward is sure that, if he’s caught, he find a way to get out of it in the long run. For now though, he crosses the room, grabbing the trashbag with the fish in it and rolling it up into a bundle, tucking it under his arm and turning back toward the door.

Of course, to fuck with the other two, he checks his watch, taking a full minute before opening the door again and walking out, pulling it closed behind him. He gives a brief wave to Fitz, still in the middle of the hall, before heading back to his office and rolling his eyes.

They’ll pay up for lunch later.

#TeamBus || Fitz, Skye & Ward

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"That might be what you think but you can't be sure. Not if it managed to sneak up on you a week in advance. Let me grab a change of clothes and I'll be there in a few minutes. If you don't know where you want me, prepare the couch. I'm not gonna infringe on your space, but I do want to be within easy range for when you decide you don't wanna wait, kay?"

He figured he'd give her the chance to tell him to fuck off until she had to have him there. Waiting for her response, he pushed himself up onto his feet, ducking into his room and putting together a spare bag with another set of clothes. Only one because he wouldn't need it until he left.

"Whaddaya say?"

A Little Help from my Friends || Skye and Ward

Skye relaxes. “Yeah, I’m sure.” She assures him, “I don’t think I’m going to start until tomorrow, though, if you need the time to get stuff figured out.” She lays down on her bed, staring at the ceiling as they talk. Thank God he had said yes. Skye was comfortable with Ward and he would make sure that she was okay.

"All I really need to do to get ready myself is text AC and tell him that my heat came early," Skye informs him, "I’ve got everything ready here. Unless you’d rather do it in your apartment. That’d be fine too." She’s just stocked up on frozen food for the week and made a whole bunch of juice.

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"Oh," Ward paused, pushing himself up onto his elbows, reaching for the watch he'd ditched on the coffee table and glancing at it for the date. So it had been.. just yesterday? Or the day before? He couldn't remember.

"Uh, well, yeah, if you're sure, I am." If he wasn't, he could make himself available. He'd just have to send a message to Coulson. Tell him that he'd been selected for a heat leave.

"Are you sure though?" If she was, he could wait until she gave the go ahead or, depending, he could be at her room in a few minutes.

A Little Help from my Friends || Skye and Ward

Skye relaxes a little when he answers the phone, finally, “Hey, Ward, are you free for the next seven days or so? Because I need a favor to ask,” She starts with, laying back on her bed.

Skye hopes he says yes. She doesn’t really have anyone else to turn to. Except Phil - which just ew no - or Natasha, but she doesn’t know Natasha that well and doesn’t want to bog her down for a week when she may be needed for other things.

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Ward has just entered his room when his phone goes off. He takes a moment, closing the door and toeing off his shoes before pulling it from his pocket and answering it.

"Ward." 

He hadn't checked the caller ID, figuring that the caller wouldn't have bothered unless they'd known he'd be awake. Only one way to know that.

He crossed the room to sprawl across his couch.

A Little Help from my Friends || Skye and Ward

Skye sits down on her bed and playing with her phone in her hands for a moment. She sighs and scrolls through the list of contacts, picking out Ward’s number and punching it. She’s going to need help through this after all, and Ward’s the best choice right now. But, Skye’ll call him, so not to sway his decision with her smell. She’s not even sure if he’ll pick up, let alone if he’ll say yes when she asks him to help her with her heat. Skye listens to the phone ring, and waits.

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Ward tightens his hands around the sides of the bag, holding it in place for Skye's hits and attacks.Once she's finished, he releases it and begins unwrapping his hands. "Yeah, that's it. I guess this means I'll see you in about a week then." He offers an apologetic smile, feeling like a tool for bringing it up - he knows some people prefer to leave it left alone. 

Double check | Skye & Ward

Skye’s about to try to say something to Ward when he stops and tells her to go. She’s quick to start on the routine, working through it quickly. Skye’s panting and sweating by the end of it, stepping back and going to go get a bottle of water. “That it for the day?” She asks, downing the rest of the water and wishing she had some more.

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"I would never..." He teased, darting forward as soon as her shirt was out of the way, his mouth skating over the swell of her breast, available over her bra. They'd have to take that off too in a moment.

First, he gave into the tug of her fingers, grabbing the hem of his shirt and pulling it up - over his head - and tossing it over the back of the couch before shifting forward to drag his tongue over her skin again, tasting her.

"Back to what you were doing. Up." His hands slid along the outsides of her thighs, urging her to scoot up, though he released her soon after, curling himself forward, sucking little marks onto her skin as he shifted down, though he could only go so far before he had to lay back on the couch again.

"You're still wearing too may clothes." He pointed out, hands still tracing along her sides and up, along her stomach.

Cinco de Drinko // Grant & Darcy

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Ward didn't mind the silence as Skye finished off her routine, only stopping his own for a moment to head over to the corner of the gym and turn on the upbeat rock playlist he normally played whenever he was in here. Strictly for the fact that if he wanted something to zone out to.

And it worked. He hadn't realized how long he'd been at it until Skye moved to stand nearby, catching Ward's eyes. Ward finished off his round of punches easily before reaching out, grabbing at the punching bag and holding it in place. 

"Go for it." He inclined his head toward the bag, gesturing for Skye to go ahead and start in on the bag in question.

Double check | Skye & Ward

Skye starts doing her crunches, trying not to think too hard about stuff. She’s going to have to figure out how to ask Harry. What is she going to do if he says no? Skye thought she was going to have at least a week more to plan, to talk to Harry about it. So he’d be able to clear his schedule - if he said yes - without too much hassle. And if he said no, Skye would have more time to deal with it. Now she was already in preheat, and she had to figure something out asap.

Skye glances over to where Ward is working on the punching bag. Out of all of the members of the team who could help, Ward would be the one she was the most comfortable with. But it’s not like he would agree even if she asked.

Skye finishes her crunches and gets up, wrapping her hands and joining Ward near the punching bag, waiting for him to finish so they could start.