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Electric Desire: An Avengers Tower Affair - part 1
This tech is too stubborn.
Good thing I am, too.
You march into the lab, ready to conquer the day’s challenge.
The room is a cacophony of machines and gadgets, each one humming with potential.
Your eyes scan the space, taking in the various workstations until they land on Peter Parker, hunched over a malfunctioning piece of Stark tech.
He’s tinkering away, his brow furrowed in concentration.
You can’t help but admire his dedication to the task at hand.
You approach him with purpose, your heels clicking against the polished floor.
“Peter, you’re early,” you say, your eyes meeting his as you draw nearer.
He looks up from his work, surprise evident on his face.
A slight blush creeps across his cheeks when he sees it’s you.
It’s a charming reaction that makes you smile in return.
“I couldn’t sleep,” Peter admits, gesturing to the device in front of him.
“This thing’s been keeping me up at night.”
You nod in understanding and take a closer look at the malfunctioning tech.
It’s a tricky one, but you relish this type of challenge.
You begin to share your thoughts on what could potentially be causing the problem when Peter interrupts with an exasperated sigh.
“I can’t crack this thing,” he says with a hint of frustration.
“Maybe you can give it a shot, YN.” His eyes are filled with hope as he invites your input and expertise on the matter.
You feel a pang of admiration for his humility; not everyone would be willing to admit defeat so easily.
“Of course,” you say, feeling a surge of excitement at the prospect of working together.
“Let’s give it a shot.” You take the device from him, and as your fingers brush against his in the exchange, an electric spark shoots through your body.
It’s unexpected yet thrilling - a sensation that sends your mind reeling with possibilities.
You try to ignore the sudden fluttering of your heart as you focus on the task at hand.
Peter leans closer, eager to explore every possible solution alongside you.
His eyes are alight with determination and you can’t help but be drawn in by his passion for problem-solving.
The two of you work seamlessly together, bouncing ideas off one another, and building on each other’s thoughts.
Time seems to stand still as you become immersed in the challenge.
As lunchtime approaches, Peter looks up from his work with a sense of urgency.
“We’re so close,” he says.
“I don’t want to stop now.”
“Neither do I,” you respond, your heart fluttering with excitement at the prospect of continuing this collaboration.
“Let’s skip lunch and crack this thing.”
Peter grins, clearly pleased by your suggestion.
“I’d like that,” he says, his eyes sparkling with determination.
And so, together, you both dive back into work, determined to conquer the challenge ahead of you.
As the rest of the team heads out for lunch, you and Peter remain, lost in your work and each other.
The empty lab amplifies the silence between you both, the tension palpable as it hangs heavy in the air.
You can’t help but notice how intently Peter focuses on his task, his furrowed brows emphasizing his concentration, his lips pursing in thought.
Your growing attraction to him is undeniable, and you find yourself drawn to his passion for problem-solving.
As time passes, the electricity between you becomes more potent with each passing moment.
You realize that it’s not just intellectual chemistry that binds you two together; there’s a strong undercurrent of sexual tension as well.
“This is…
challenging.” Peter admits, and his hand brushes against yours as you both reach for the same tool.
The contact sends an undeniable jolt through your body, leaving you momentarily disoriented.
Your surprise is quickly followed by confusion as your mind races to make sense of this newfound sensation.
As Peter retrieves the tool and steps back, his eyes meet yours in a silent question.
You find yourself wondering if he felt it too – that sudden spark of electricity that seemed to connect you on an entirely different level.
The thought is both exhilarating and unnerving, leaving you unsure how to proceed.
“Maybe we need a break.” You suggest, your eyes never leaving his in this charged moment.
Your tone is careful, hinting at the shared tension between you without giving too much away.
As you watch him process your words, you’re acutely aware of your own body language – the subtle way you lean towards him and the flush that creeps up your neck as your heart races.
“A break sounds good.” Peter agrees, his gaze lingering on yours for a moment longer than necessary.
The tension between you is now unmistakable, both of you aware of it but unsure how to address it.
Your mutual acknowledgement of the situation only serves to heighten your desire and curiosity about what could happen next.
You both take a step back from the workstation, allowing some space for your breathing to return to normal and for your thoughts to settle.
The room is now filled with an air of anticipation as you both know that something has shifted between you – a delicate balance of professionalism and personal connection that’s been tipped in favor of the latter.
“Let’s get back to this after a breather.” You say, your voice barely above a whisper.
Your eyes are locked on his as you try to gauge his reaction and assess where you both stand now.
Peter’s response is as quiet as yours: “Yeah…
after a breather.” His eyes never leave yours, communicating a world of unspoken thoughts and desires that hang suspended between you two.
The tension in the room continues to build, the air charged with possibility.
As moments pass in silence, your bodies become more aware of each other’s presence, every small movement amplified as your senses are heightened.
You can feel Peter’s gaze on you – intense and focused – causing heat to rise in your cheeks and a delicious shiver to run down your spine.
The anticipation reaches its peak when Peter takes a step towards you, closing the gap between you as he leans in slightly.
You brace yourself for whatever may come next, your heart pounding wildly in your chest.
His lips part ever so slightly, and you can’t help but wonder if he’s going to kiss you – if this tension will finally find release in a passionate embrace.
“I…” Peter starts, his voice husky with desire, but then stops abruptly as he seems to reconsider what he was about to say.
The moment of near-intimacy is shattered, and you’re left feeling unsettled by the sudden shift in dynamic between you two.
“I think we should take that break now.” Peter finishes lamely, his eyes averted as if embarrassed by what almost happened.
You nod in agreement, not knowing how to respond to this abrupt change of course.
As you both step away from the workstation and head towards the door, the tension between you still lingers – now mixed with an undercurrent of confusion and uncertainty about what just transpired.
The decision to take a break seems more like an escape than anything else, as if you’re both running away from the powerful emotions that have risen between you.
As you leave the lab behind and step into the bustling world outside, your mind is filled with thoughts of Peter – his intensity, his passion, and the undeniable chemistry that exists between you two.
It seems like destiny has brought you together in this moment, but only time will tell if you’ll have the courage to explore the depths of desire that lie just beneath the surface.