[ he doesn't heed her request; that's alright. there's nothing wrong with holding his gaze a moment longer and tilting her head back to better see into his eyes. but peggy's stare isn't always perfectly steady -- she's got a habit, an off-the-clock tell, wherein she lets her attention rise and fall and flutter across the subject of her study. so her eyes start at his eyes but soon they trail down his cheek, his jaw, his mouth, before angling out towards the point where their hands meet.
and finally -- with a quick dart -- back to his eyes once again. ]
But I'm concerned there'll be no resting on my laurels tonight.
[ peggy's gone and taught the woman a rather exhaustive list of words both very british and very filthy and she's more than a little concerned jane might actually weaponize a fair few of them against her husband. it's rather important that she doesn't lose track of her. and yet--
and yet it was someone else, earlier tonight, who argued a rather good point about seizing a good thing when it's right in front of you. or, in this case, right in front of her but also bracing her forward with a steady familiar hand on her back. it's a funny little treat to feel skin on skin but be surrounded. it buys back a not inconsiderable amount of of her attention.
which means she's eyeing him directly when she says: ] Oh, for Heaven's sake. Try not to look so miffed.
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[ he doesn't heed her request; that's alright. there's nothing wrong with holding his gaze a moment longer and tilting her head back to better see into his eyes. but peggy's stare isn't always perfectly steady -- she's got a habit, an off-the-clock tell, wherein she lets her attention rise and fall and flutter across the subject of her study. so her eyes start at his eyes but soon they trail down his cheek, his jaw, his mouth, before angling out towards the point where their hands meet.
and finally -- with a quick dart -- back to his eyes once again. ]
But I'm concerned there'll be no resting on my laurels tonight.
[ peggy's gone and taught the woman a rather exhaustive list of words both very british and very filthy and she's more than a little concerned jane might actually weaponize a fair few of them against her husband. it's rather important that she doesn't lose track of her. and yet--
and yet it was someone else, earlier tonight, who argued a rather good point about seizing a good thing when it's right in front of you. or, in this case, right in front of her but also bracing her forward with a steady familiar hand on her back. it's a funny little treat to feel skin on skin but be surrounded. it buys back a not inconsiderable amount of of her attention.
which means she's eyeing him directly when she says: ] Oh, for Heaven's sake. Try not to look so miffed.