[She is not going to stand on his feet, but the idea sticks in her head. Peter is very strong, she knows this, but...
Weird.
Poison isn't used to being in this kind of position. Definitely not in this kind of position with someone who makes her chest flutter like this (and he still makes her chest flutter all the time, damn it). His hand touches her waist and she almost flinches, making a soft sound in the back of her throat that comes out as a sort of speculative 'hmm'.]
I-- I guess so. [And she puts her hand on his shoulder, looking up at him as she does.] Like that.
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[She is not going to stand on his feet, but the idea sticks in her head. Peter is very strong, she knows this, but...
Weird.
Poison isn't used to being in this kind of position. Definitely not in this kind of position with someone who makes her chest flutter like this (and he still makes her chest flutter all the time, damn it). His hand touches her waist and she almost flinches, making a soft sound in the back of her throat that comes out as a sort of speculative 'hmm'.]
I-- I guess so. [And she puts her hand on his shoulder, looking up at him as she does.] Like that.