Reluctant, no so much. Worried this is going to end up like the last time someone was working with them, only to try and bring them down? Who wouldn’t have been. They worked too hard as a team to bring the task force together, last thing either of them needed was someone coming in and trying to dismantle it all. He shrugs, lightly, watching her fill out what she needs as he retrieves a badge from the drawer.
Once it’s all done, he takes back the papers and slips them into a folder for later ( where he’ll get copies and let jerry run his check ) and offers an even wider grin when she talks about hollywood failing at hawaii. He laughs.
“Yeah, doesn’t really capture the beauty. Glad you’re liking it, and remember – I’m here to show you around this place I call home.” He first offers out a hand, holding her badge in the other.
“Natalie Rushman, I welcome you to the Hawaii Five-O task force.”
She watched and yet didn’t watch everything he did. She
noted where her paperwork went and had no doubt he was going to look into her
further. Which was expected and she had everything in place needed for that.
She knew that both Natalie Rushman and Natasha Romanoff existed out there, but
there were enough differences between the two and just enough similar
connections that it would be easy to see how people could mistake her for the
infamous Black Widow, all part of the ruse really.
She was indeed like Tony had called her once, a triple
imposter.
And she could do it without even having to stop and think
normally, but she had a feeling she would have to keep on her toes here. Steve
McGarrett’s reputation proceeded him as did his teams.
“Ah.” She smiled, arching a brow, “You’re native to here?”
She knew that, but it was a detail that she felt wouldn’t be so easily known or
paid much attention to and a conversation point. “I may have to take you up on
that.”
She shook his hand then and then took the offered badge,
looking it over. She’d never had a badge before, just a card for SHIELD.
He
grunted in response, looking at her despite that small flicker of embarrassment
growing. He couldn’t place why, maybe because as uncomfortable as he was with
public displays of affection, that had been entirely something different and…
And,
he couldn’t explain it. There was no sense to the shame he felt, more-so as if
he had somehow let Romanoff down despite not. She looked happy, to say the
least. Satisfied like a cat, eyes glinting with an all too proud look. Steve was
almost mortified, he had come apart so easily and he hadn’t been able to do
anything about it.
Steve
reached over to her, quickly and smoothly lifting her right out of her seat and
pulling her into his lap. He wanted to hold her, his hands had felt useless
when he hadn’t been able to touch her, or to even really move. Now they held
her gently, and that dull ache in his chest that his annoyance caused began to
fade, but the embarrassment lingered.
He
kissed her again, as if somehow she was the cure for all of this. And he was
slow to break it, then buried his face into her shoulder.
“You’re,” his words were quiet, and muffled, his lips grazing her skin. “very good at… that.”
That had probably been the most risky thing she had ever
done, accomplished in public. She couldn’t help but let her eyes wander and if
anyone had seen they weren’t acting like it or hadn’t cared. But she felt
certain no one had been the wiser during the storm and the distracting
turbulence. And she was pretty sure that they weren’t the first to engage in
such acts, the mile high club came to mind and while they could’ve gone there,
this, in Natasha’s opinion had turned out way more fun.
She relaxed herself, shifting a bit to get more comfortable—
Until she found herself being quite literally pulled out of
her seat and onto his lap. It threw her for a bit of a loop, completely unexpected.
She had expected him to just be quiet, even embarrassed and perhaps he was, but
this could be a way to hide it. She didn’t know. All she knew was that she was
in his lap and he was kissing her and frankly that’s all that mattered.
Over the initial first reaction, she let her arms twine
around him as best she could and leaned against him, chuckling a bit at his
admission, a compliment she supposed.
“Mm. Practice.” Was her response, a bit tongue in cheek of
one, but it was the truth. She pressed her lips to his hair before resting her
head against his contently. “And I intend to get a lot more.” Though not right
now, but when opportunities arose of course.
For her own personal amusement, Natasha left her hand on his
leg, letting it slide up dangerously high the entire time the Flight Attendant
stood right there in front of them, she even curled her fingers, lightly digging
her nails into the denim of his jeans all while being absolutely profession in
her expression and demeanor towards the other woman.
Inwardly she was absolutely amused, down right tickled pink
even.
Her bold gesture had paid off, she could tell he was more
relaxed, but she was all too certain he was a lot of other things too and she
was absolutely pleased with herself and it showed in the gleam of her eyes and
the upward slant to the corners of her lips. In fact it was taking a lot of
personal effort on her part not to just start laughing, the rush of adrenaline
still roaring through her veins and the taste of him in her mouth was honestly
wonderful and she knew this would not be the last time she’d render him
absolutely incapable with her hands and mouth, though she’d do him a favor and
the next time would be tucked away behind closed doors, which would give her
more freedom as well to truly enjoy him.
And with fingertips still drenched in his scent which she
used to turn his face back to her for a moment she pressed that smirking pout
of hers to his, kissing him deeply, adding to the situation and allowing him to
taste himself on her lips and within her mouth before pulling away slowly, but
remaining pressed against him, her shoulder to his.
“Do you need a blanket or a pillow?” She inquired, giving
his leg a pat and her head coming to rest on his shoulder. She had no doubt at
all he would seek retribution and that was all fine and dandy with her.
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