Elitism wasn't much for Rachel either. And after having been dragged into a one-hour conversation with one of the debutantes attending the Ball, she was certain she'd have to drink all of the champagne available to stomach it.
Casual had always been the name of the game for Will, and her lips curved as she spotted him. "Is this some kind of Gotham reunion, and why wasn't I informed?"
He stuck his tongue out at her. Just because he could.
"I think the better question is why aren't you hugging me, crying about how your life has been empty and meaningless without my sexy presence?" Will shook his head in mock sadness.
"Your maturity has always astounded me," she replied, but to his surprise, or maybe not, she did indeed step forward to envelop him in a hug. She squeezed him tightly, kissing his cheek.
"Uh, I'm fine," he responded, giving her a smile. "I'm enjoying myself more than I thought I would be. That being said," he added, "I wish you looked happier. What gives, Dawes? Are you sad that I didn't wait for you and I moved on with my life, giving myself out to others who want my sexy ass?"
He tried to say this, teasing like, but he was genuinely concerned.
Rogue walked over slowly, smiling at him as she approached. She looked up at the lights for a moment and then back. Just before she reached him, she grabbed another glass of champagne and took a small sip. She pulled the glass away and grinned, cocking her head to the side.
He just grinned, happily munching away on something ridiculously expensive and unpronouncable.
"You ask as if you don't know as well as I do that dress down means naked. Go ahead. Get into my head and know that you want me. It's okay to give into your emotions."
Will never saw a point in treating any of Pepper's friends like they were special, even if they were. Everyone got the same treatment. Rich, poor, superhero, not, whatever. They were regular people to him.
"This would be why I don't often venture into Gotham,' Emma noted with a bright smile that wouldn't have looked at all wrong on a shark.
"Wanting you humiliated and wanting you in bed are not the same thing though I could do them right and ensure that they are,' Emma said with a bigger grin.
"I'm sure Nick would be delighted to find you naked in his bed. By delighted I do mean murderous."
"You would do that to me, Emma?," he said, batting his eyelashes. "But I'm too pretty to die. And hilarious. We can't forget how funny I am. Because I'm a joker. It's what I do. Make jokes." Okay so he was rambling, but he'd seen Fury earlier, had heard the stories and yeah.
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Casual had always been the name of the game for Will, and her lips curved as she spotted him. "Is this some kind of Gotham reunion, and why wasn't I informed?"
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"I think the better question is why aren't you hugging me, crying about how your life has been empty and meaningless without my sexy presence?" Will shook his head in mock sadness.
"You suck."
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"How are you?"
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"Uh, I'm fine," he responded, giving her a smile. "I'm enjoying myself more than I thought I would be. That being said," he added, "I wish you looked happier. What gives, Dawes? Are you sad that I didn't wait for you and I moved on with my life, giving myself out to others who want my sexy ass?"
He tried to say this, teasing like, but he was genuinely concerned.
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"I like ya suit."
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"And I like your accent," he responded, checking her out. He'd just come downstairs from Brooke and had rejoined the party only recently.
"I'm Will."
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She knew she was probably blushing. She wasn't used to exposing this much skin.
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"Enchantee, ma cherie," he garbled out. Okay, so he'd had more than a few at this point. "Are you on the Stark side or the Frost side?"
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"If this is white tie for you, I do wonder what dress down day is."
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"You ask as if you don't know as well as I do that dress down means naked. Go ahead. Get into my head and know that you want me. It's okay to give into your emotions."
Will never saw a point in treating any of Pepper's friends like they were special, even if they were. Everyone got the same treatment. Rich, poor, superhero, not, whatever. They were regular people to him.
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"Wanting you humiliated and wanting you in bed are not the same thing though I could do them right and ensure that they are,' Emma said with a bigger grin.
"I'm sure Nick would be delighted to find you naked in his bed. By delighted I do mean murderous."
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Now that shut him up.
"You would do that to me, Emma?," he said, batting his eyelashes. "But I'm too pretty to die. And hilarious. We can't forget how funny I am. Because I'm a joker. It's what I do. Make jokes." Okay so he was rambling, but he'd seen Fury earlier, had heard the stories and yeah.
No way in hell he wanted that for himself.
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