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[wingmate]

leave a prompt, a picture, a scene, whatever you want. gimme what you got.

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[wingmate]

I'll do my best not to leave hickies on the area. Not like those would last long anyway.

Mm. People usually get something that means a lot to them, you know? I'll take you by where I got mine, back in my old neighborhood, one day if you want. Get some ideas.

[geriatric]

You could, you know. It's not like it wouldn't heal fast.

There are a lot of things that mean a lot to me, but I'm not sure how to make them translate into something like...that.

[wingmate]

That should not be as tempting as it is for me.

We can look some pictures up on Pinterest later. See if anything catches your eye. I'd tell you why I got a tatt of that shield of yours, but I'll just end up embarrassing myself.

[geriatric]

Does it make it worse if I say I want you to?

Now you really should.

[wingmate]

...Yes. Yes, it really does.

I don't know, man, I think that kind of thing I need to be bribed for.

[geriatric]

Well, I really want you to.

I'm not above bribery. What do you want?

[wingmate]

Fine. If you get ambushed later when you get back here, don't be alarmed. That's likely just me.

Sounds kind of stupid, but let's have a date night for once. If you, know, that's cool with you.

[geriatric]

Sounds better than the normal ambushing I expect.

That sounds great. Do you have a preference where?

[wingmate]

Where are you thinking of getting it anyway? Inquiring minds want to know.

Surprise me!

steve's a terrible human being, news at 11

[geriatric]

Maybe I could get wings, right at the small of my back. I heard it's called a 'tramp stamp.'

[wingmate]

You don't play fair, do you?

[geriatric]

Not usually.

[wingmate]

I'm starting to see that. Around what time will you be back? Need to prepare for that ambush I promised you.

[geriatric]

Give me a few hours. 0300 at the latest.

[wingmate]

Oh, good. More than enough time to get ready then. Might end up driving myself crazy before you get here though.

[geriatric]

Don't cheat and get started without me.

[wingmate]

I'm not in the habit of making promises I can't keep, Steve.

[geriatric]

I can't leave before then.

[ which. well, isn't the end of the world if Sam gets started, but--

It takes a moment of hesitation and then he types, ]

If I'm missing anything it's only polite to send me what I'm missing.

[wingmate]

And here I thought I'd be doing you a favor by not sending you pictures that might get you in trouble over there.

[geriatric]

Well, I'm not going to look at them while Ms. Potts is talking, but I guarantee Tony will go off on a tangent that doesn't require my attention.

[wingmate]

I'm guessing this is one of those times right now?

[He hasn't actually planned on starting for a while since he knows it'll be hours before Steve can get here, but Steve did ask really nicely...]

[geriatric]

You would be correct. Shouldn't be more than a few hours, though. Then it's just traffic.

[wingmate]

Mm, I guess I could give you some incentive in the meantime to keep you entertained there.

[There's an attachment of a picture included in the message, one of Sam in front of a mirror he's dragged into the living room. He's shirtless, dressed only in jeans that sit low on his hips, the hand not holding up the phone resting along his bare stomach.]

[geriatric]

I'm not saying I regret asking, because I don't, but wow.

[ There's no way for him to take a picture right now, so he shifts awkwardly in his seat and scoots up closer to the table, watching Tony gesture as he speaks. ]

[wingmate]

Should I keep going? Or are you already turning red over there and causing eyebrows to raise?