[ he teases her, that impossibly charming grin bright as it splays out across his face, the soft brush of his free hand smoothing a warm path over her cheeks, and skye laughs. it's a low chuckle, to be fair, but it's an easy laugh that rumbles in her chest; the sound of it echoes between them as she offers up a gently mocking eyeroll. ]

Christ, Wally. [ all in jest, all in fair and well-earned teasing. ] You'd think a girl would have to put out a billboard ad to get the point across.

[ in future moments like this one, she won't hesitate to bridge the gap. physical affection has never been a thing withheld or overthought in her history, and knowing that wanting is equally given means skye will feel comfortable letting her own wants and desires steer the ship.

but this very first step is an important one. it's the physical leap into territory they haven't charted yet, more damning and sure than any words could ever be. maybe she's more traditional than she thought... or maybe she just wants him to prove her wrong. ]

I thought you said you weren't a pillow princess.

[ he's not wrong. she's not correcting him. she's just, you know, putting a very specific ball into his court. ]