nextgen_parent (nextgen_parent) wrote in marvel_nextgen,
@ 2010-08-13 12:00:00

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inactive - tech, npc - valentina fontaine, sammy fury, team - shield

Checking on the home team
Commander Fontaine, Deputy Director of S.H.I.E.L.D., made the rounds when the special ops team came back in. After their last disastrous outing, she wanted to make sure they were still in one cohesive piece. The reports had been favorable.

She hadn't met the newest member yet, though she knew the contents of his file. She'd been the one to have it sent to Sammy for consideration. Her little gun nut, and Walker and Dugan, could always use someone with the ability to build a better gun.

Sammy's report had been terse but informative. The others' a little more informative. Landon was next on her list.

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	thisismyweapon 2010-10-10 03:31 am UTC (link)
	"Oh, my oak-ness is mental, Sammy. You can attack my body in anyway you can think of, but my clarity of mind shall never..." he stutters and shudders as she gets to a particularly tight spot, "be compromised." Jason finishes. "In fact, I'm going to lay down and prove it to you." Jason says, moving to lie down. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	sammyfury 2010-10-10 03:49 am UTC (link)
	"Attack is such a harsh word." She waited for him to get comfortable before straddling his hips to get at his back. Again, she rubbed her hands briskly together to generate heat before setting them against his lower back. "Overcome might be a better word." (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

thisismyweapon
2010-10-10 04:01 am UTC (link)

"Well, to overcome, you gotta attack, right?" he asks, enjoying the feeling of her weight atop him.

"You really are good at this, Sammy. We're gonna have to trade back rubs for various things. You can trade for extra-extra clips and I'll trade for skittles and other candy." he says, his brain idly imagining how Sammy looked without her shirt on.

He was very glad she wasn't a mind reader.

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sammyfury
2010-10-10 04:10 am UTC (link)

"I took a sports hazards class in college to round out a requirement. Avoiding injuries, first aid for sports-type injuries, that sort of thing. I figured it would help when I joined SHIELD officially as agent." She began a careful massage of his injured side. "There were also massage lessons included, as well as basic life guarding for water, dealing with injuries in various types of outdoor settings. Like Dad is fond of saying, no skill is ever useless."

"You realize I'll have to buy stock in whichever corporation makes Skittles to justify how much I'll buy to keep you turning out new toys. Do you have any oil in here?"

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thisismyweapon
2010-10-10 04:22 am UTC (link)

"I planned to buy stock in Skittles anyway so that's good. Maybe I can get you to give up your coffee flavored candy for Wildberry Skittles." Jason says dreamily.

"Or maybe I'll get them to make coffee-flavored Skittles for you and the other coffee addicts out there. And there's some oil in the bathroom." he says, stretching his arms above his head a little to give her access to his ribs.

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sammyfury
2010-10-10 04:28 am UTC (link)

"I will never give up coffee flavored anything," she said with a chuckle.

The oil was easy to find. She was glad to see it was baby oil. She liked her scent to be soft and unable to bash her over the head.

She climbed back on and poured a little in her palm to warm it up. "Your skin is a little dry and I don't want to rub you raw while I massage your back," she explained.

Once she deemed it warm enough, she ran her palm up his spine and began to smooth it over his back. "Coffee addicts the world over would love more coffee candy."

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thisismyweapon
2010-10-10 04:38 am UTC (link)

Jason's brain nearly goes offline as she works her hand up his spine and onto his back. When his thinking becomes coherent, an idea hits him.

"What if...you had a machine that gave you coffee-flavored candy. Like, you could pour coffee into your coffee-maker and get candy?" he asks.

Of course, his brain goes offline again in the next second and that thought gets moved to the wayside.

"Okay, what was I sayin'?" he asks.

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	sammyfury 2010-10-10 04:42 am UTC (link)
	"You were saying that THE Mad Scientist is calling uncle and ready to make a deal to spill all his secrets," she said smoothly. For a change in sensation, she dragged her fingertips up his back, letting her nails scratch every so slightly as she did. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

thisismyweapon
2010-10-10 04:48 am UTC (link)

Jason stutters the sensation, very nearly doing what Sam said he had been.

"THE Mad Scientist isn't calling Uncle, or Auntie or...any family member at all!" he says, trying to collect his thoughts as they leaked through his skin and into the bed through reverse osmosis. He's pretty sure he's going to sink into the bed and become one with it, too, he's so relaxed.

"No...what I was /sayin'/ is that I have Agent Fury right where I want her. She's once again fallen into my clever trap." he grins.

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sammyfury
2010-10-10 04:53 am UTC (link)

"Agent Fury is top dog in this pile." To emphasize her point, she wiggled her hips a little. "But if it makes THE Mad Scientist happy, he can believe anything he wants."

She poured a little more oil into her hand and coated her hands with it. Then she began to knead the other side of his back. "Once a year for sure, Mom and I spend a day at the spa. Massages, facials, saunas, the whole shebang. I always fall asleep during the massage."

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thisismyweapon
2010-10-10 05:00 am UTC (link)

"Maybe you're suffering from vertigo. You could actually be on the bottom and realize it." Jason grins against his pillow.

"I noticed from the effect that my admittedly amateur efforts had upon you that massages seem to make you more amenable to my suggestions. The next time I want somethin', I'll offer you a cup of coffee and a massage.

I shall be THE Mad Scientist behind the Future Director of S.H.I.E.L.D!" Jason proclaims.

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sammyfury
2010-10-10 05:07 am UTC (link)

She paused for a moment, thinking she heard something from the bedroom across the hall. What they were doing was perfectly innocent....mostly, but she wouldn't insult her hostess for the world.

Even if it seemed like Evelyn Landon was trying to give Jason to her. The old woman was far too intuitive for Sammy's good.

"You sound awfully sure of yourself," she observed. "What makes you think such a position is available?"

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thisismyweapon
2010-10-10 05:13 am UTC (link)

"Oh, if that position isn't available, you'd better consider creatin' one or your enemies are gonna snatch me up." Jason tells her.

"I mean, sure you could have a whole team of agents dedicated to givin' you massages, makin' you bacon and bringin' you coffee. Some of 'em might even enjoy it...but none of 'em will make you guns for your birthday...or Christmas...or the 4th of July." Jason says.

"I mean, you could get those or the Director of...W.E.E.V.I.L. could get them. She called me the other day, too, askin' me if I wanted to defect." Jason says.

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	sammyfury 2010-10-10 05:19 am UTC (link)
	"I hear what THE Mad Scientist can do for me, but I have yet to hear what my part in this bargain is," she said, laughing. "And I happen to know the Director of W.E.E.V.I.L. is a man with a very girly voice." (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	thisismyweapon 2010-10-10 05:30 am UTC (link)
	"Oh, your part is simply. All you must do is adore me, provide backrubs and kisses and use my weapons." Jason says. "Oh, and keep W.E.E.V.I.L. from coming after me. That would be good, too." he says. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	sammyfury 2010-10-10 05:36 am UTC (link)
	"Would I hire a unit of agents to provide you with backrubs and kisses, and daily adoration?" she asked, still laughing. W.E.E.V.I.L.! She would never live it down. She gave up on the back rub and collapsed against his shoulder. "You, sir," she whispered into his ear, "are most likely to get everything you deserve. Maybe that's what you should be worried about." (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	thisismyweapon 2010-10-10 05:49 am UTC (link)
	"No, no, no. This requires the work of a single talented agent." he chuckles. "I will tell you when I see her." "If what I deserve is the same as what I want...last thing I'll do is worry. Especially if she's got deep blue eyes I can stare into." he says, turning over beneath her. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	sammyfury 2010-10-10 05:56 am UTC (link)
	His movement made her very aware that she was in her pajamas. Pajamas that had no bottoms and had ridden up her thighs so she could straddle his hips. "When you find her, you let me know so I can decide if she's good enough for THE Mad Scientist," she teased. And moved off him to take the spot against his uninjured side. Much safer this way. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	thisismyweapon 2010-10-10 06:00 am UTC (link)
	"I'll make sure that I do." he smiles, staring up at the ceiling. Then he reaches out to grab the remote and check and see what's currently on. Anything to keep his brain from going over Sammy or his inventions in detail. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	sammyfury 2010-10-10 06:09 am UTC (link)
	Sammy took the opportunity to snuggle into him and relax. It wasn't until she didn't have to spend the night alone that she could admit she wanted the warmth of someone else in bed. She closed her eyes. "Anything interesting on?" (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	thisismyweapon 2010-10-10 06:14 am UTC (link)
	He holds her close, his own eye closing as he flips the channels. "No. Just late night TV and infomercials." Jason says, pressing the power button to turn off the TV. He turns into her to hold her a little closer. "This is the perfect end to a perfect day, Sammy." he murmurs. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	sammyfury 2010-10-10 06:24 am UTC (link)
	"Hmmhmmm." Sammy turned toward him and tucked her face against his chest. She made a kiss motion on his bare skin. "You made it a good day." (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	thisismyweapon 2010-10-10 06:30 am UTC (link)
	"Me? You made breakfast..." he says, kissing her forehead. "When I walked in, you looked like you belonged here. Nothin' out of place." he says. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)