What started out as a good idea, quickly turned into a bad one. I should have know it was a bad idea when she took my shirt off, when I took her bra off. I should have known it was a bad idea when we stumbled onto her bed, with her on top. Sleeping with a coworker is one thing, but when that coworker is your boss... That's a whole other story.
A night of drinks led to us flirting, just the usual banter between us. Before I knew it, I was dancing on Daisy. Coulson watched closely and knew before us that this was a bad idea. "Are they still coherent enough to know Daisy is their boss?" Did I? Even if I had, it didn't seem to matter to her that I was her subordinate.
"No, I don't think they are. But, as both their bosses, we're going to leave them alone. They deserve to have fun." May concluded, taking another sip from her vodka tonic. For the next few songs, Daisy danced on me, my hands moving with her hips in perfect timing. My hands made their way up her body, stopping just under her breast.
I pushed myself against her, still moving with the music. "Wanna get," I began, biting her ear lobe to give her a taste of what's to come. "out of here?" Daisy groaned at the new friction, turning around in my arms.
"God, yes." She whispered, too turned on to say anything louder. I took her hand in mine, weaving through the crowd of people towards the exit.
"Look at them go..." Coulson joked, taking down the rest of his drink.
My eyes blinked open, adjusting to the bright light directly in from of me. This was not my room, not my bed, and Daisy's arm around me. The memories flooded back and I quietly flopped down onto the bed to re-evaluate my decisions. How would this change things? How would the team feel? Gently tossing her arm off of me and replacing my empty space with a pillow, I tiptoed to the bathroom.
Immediately, my eyed were drawn to the hickies all along my neck, chest, legs. This brought a smile to my face as I traced over them with my fingers. Each time I ran over one, it brought back what was going on in that moment. As I was in my own little world, I didn't hear Daisy get up and lean against the door to my bathroom. "Those look good on you, darling. Don't hide them from the rest of the team, let them wonder." She chuckled as she watched my cheeks turn red in the mirror while I seriously debated taking that offer.
However, I noticed that she was also covered in hickies as well. That made me even happier than I already was. "Phil and May know now. Hope that doesn't bother you." I continued to face the mirror as I spoke, watching her every move, watching her get closer. She slid her arms around my waist, resting her head on my back. Her warmth, her touch, her. That's all I wanted in my life. She's had a hard time and all I want is to not take it away because moments from the past make the person who they are. I want to make her happy, I want her to realise that not everything is so bad.
"I, for one, don't care what they think. I just want you," she laid her lips on one of the hickies on my neck and promptly left to get dressed. For a while a stood in wonder and pure bliss. Just for that moment and I walked out to also get dressed and face the team.
Without five seconds of peace, the boys, who didn't go out last night, were on me about my neck. "Boys. Boys. Just tell me you're jealous you didn't come out with us last night and that you're jealous I got absolutely railed by a gorgeous woman instead of you." Daisy was taking a lot longer than I expected but I hope to god she was covering up the mess I made.
Fifteen minutes of waiting for Daisy to make her grand appearance and arguing with the boys, the lady of the hour speaks, "So, Y/P/N, who's the lucky lady?" As if she hadn't been the one to leave these marks which was a good distraction.
