Just a Coffee
She held his hand for a moment to long, before she pulled back and curled her hands around her cup. “I’m a public speaker of sorts. I work with the veterans suffering PTSD, at the VA hospital, as well as the Avengers.” No point in mentioning she was and Avenger. They never knew who she was anyway.
As long as she was talking, she could ignore the ache, the same she hadn’t felt since Riley had died and she found out he was married.
He certainly wasn’t what he seemed, his eyes too clever and discerning to be a simple hobo. Knowing what she did of extraterrestrials - she’d done her research on the Asgardians after having met on, as well as the mutants that were warring across the world, she bet this strange hornyness, only thing to call it really, was his fault.
“Homo-superior or something else?” She asked, delibrately putting her feet on either side of his legs.
He’d been nodding, smiling, all while drinking in the exquisite flavor that was unsated lust, simply brimming off her in waves. It was delicious, a treat he hadn’t allowed himself in far too long.
“Bisexual, actually,” he deadpanned, grinning the whole time he raised his steaming cup to his lips, then taking a deep drink of the beverage that was still far too hot for most people to drink. Perfect. He loved it this hot. Wished it could be even hotter, without requiring him to suck the steam straight out of the machine. It warmed him nearly as much as her own arousal did.
“Something else would be accurate,” he added, spreading his own legs, knowing it stretched hers apart, and taking a deep, long breath inward. Perhaps she would catch on to the fact that he’d inhaled the scent of her - perhaps he was simply enjoying the aroma of his coffee. In truth, it was the combination that lit a spark of wanting in his eyes.
Her knees arched, balancing the arched of her feet against the seat. She watched him, noting his reactions to what she was doing. Moving one leg, she placed slid her sneaker off and place her foot against his groin, rubbing gently.
“I’m gonna take wild guess and say you’re the reason for my sudden heat?” She was tactless and knew it, though she was speaking low enough not to be overheard. “So that would make you some sort of Incubus, or something of the sort, am I right?”
She honestly didn’t care if she was right or not, she was trying to distract herself from her need and from the bulge her covered toes pressed lightly against.
I’m gonna be pissed if he riles me up like this and doesn’t put out