Envy's Duplex, The Hegemony Compound, Ribeirao Preto, Tuesday Evening

[whenshewasnice]

Envy's bedroom looked like her closet had exploded. There were clothes everywhere: draped over anything possible, hanging on hangers, laid out on her bed. The only piece of furniture not currently covered in layers of fabric was her vanity table. And that had a bunch of Polaroids on it. All of Envy in different outfits.

Even right now, she was posing for another one in a sleek black-and-white dress in front of her full-length mirror. She snapped a photo and took it out before setting the camera aside for the time being. As she waited for the photo to develop, she kept looking at herself in the mirror, still judging the outfit. She felt like she was on to something, here. Getting closer, but not quite there yet.

But, she had an idea about what direction to take it.

So, she picked up her phone and texted Peter, the latest Polaroid still in her other hand.

Bring me one of your white button down shirts. I need to try something.

[ooc: NFB but open.]

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[lockestheway]

"Am I sensing a kinky teacher-student fantasy?" Peter teased gently.

[whenshewasnice]

Dammit, she'd used that eyeroll just a couple of seconds too early.

Had to settle for a quiet snort instead. "Do not test me, Wiggin. I'll find a school girl uniform that fits you."

[lockestheway]

"I wouldn't expect any less," Peter said. He slid his hands down along her sides. "But okay. Learning is something I can do."

[whenshewasnice]

"And it's not as if you haven't made progress already," Envy noted. The little smirk may have given away that teasing was incoming. "You've figured out this sex thing okay. Considering high school."

[lockestheway]

"Well, what was I supposed to do in the mean time? Obviously you ruined me for all other women," Peter joked.

[whenshewasnice]

Snort. "At least I don't have to train you out of bad habits."

[lockestheway]

"I even remember where the clitoris is," Peter said, "Most of the time."

[whenshewasnice]

Now, here was a rare sight:

Envy laughing. Loud, surprised.

"Oh, please tell me when you forget. I wouldn't want you to get lost down there."

[lockestheway]

"You can give me directions before you chuck me out on my ass," Peter said merrily.

[whenshewasnice]

She snickered. "Good thing being vocal comes naturally to me."

[lockestheway]

"That it does," Peter said.

He was quiet for a moment, then he said,

"What I want is this back," he said, "Our conversations. Feeling like we're not just equals, but in it together."

[whenshewasnice]

"Yeah," Envy replied, smirk tempering itself down to a smile. Faint but not meaningless. She brought her hand up and brushed a few fingers back through his hair.

"I'd like to be in it together," she added. "Of course, we've always done everything backwards, but I'd still like to think we can get our crap together enough to manage being physically intimate and have wall-less conversations."

[lockestheway]

"Though we have large quantities of crap," Peter said, "Our crap-processing apparatus is top-rate."

He dropped his hand to her leg.

[whenshewasnice]

His hand felt warm against her skin. (Well, the shorts weren't very long at all.) It was nice.

She huffed out a kind of a laugh. "Oh, I love it when you talk dirty to me."

[lockestheway]

"I like to appreciate the whole anatomy," Peter said. "Just to be thorough."

[whenshewasnice]

Envy snickered, and leaned forward, until her forehead just about touched his again. Her nose brushed against his.

"You're such a fool, Peter Wiggin."

[lockestheway]

"A fool who conquered the world," Peter said. "As far as epitaphs go, it's not bad."

Both hands now on her knees, he smiled at her. "And I really would like you to be my date."

[whenshewasnice]

"Good thing," Envy replied. "Because I think I'd really like to be your date, too."

It'd been too long since her last party with diplomats, anyway.

[lockestheway]

Peter nodded. "I'm glad you've set up shop here," he said. "It's been strange not having you across the hall."

[whenshewasnice]

"Please, you just like the booty call ease," Envy quipped with a quick smirk before her expression softened again. "But it's not like I seem to know how to live anywhere else."

Hotel rooms were impersonal and her place in New York was a poor fit, somehow.

[lockestheway]

"I don't know if that's a bad thing or a good thing," Peter said, "But I'm grateful for it."

[whenshewasnice]

"It's bad for me as an independent, modern woman," Envy replied with a little smile. "It's good for you."

[lockestheway]

"You can be as independent and modern as you'd like in here," Peter said. "Bar dealing with a few security guards."

[whenshewasnice]

"It's not the same as living somewhere without guards," she pointed out, leaning in to kiss his cheek just because she felt like it. "I don't mind them, too much."

Well, she'd lived in the Compound for a long time before. She was used to the realities.

"But it's a change from an apartment in a good part of New York or Montreal and never being monitored by anyone."

[lockestheway]

"True," Peter said. "Though you've got more experience with that than me."