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Daisy Johnson had gone through rigorous training to become an Agent of SHIELD, including the art of going undercover, but this was pushing her abilities to the limit, as now she found herself in some kind of nightmare world, with her only comfort being none of it was real. Only, she could very easily die for real in this world. Or worse, get her friends killed.
So she had to keep her composure, even if it meant posing as a Hydra agent. Which was a rough pill to swallow given in the real world they were enemies, and she hated everything they stood for, but at least physically it was easy, as in this computer simulation she was a Hydra agent, allowing her to more or less come and go as she pleased.
It was the same for Bobbi Morse, her companion/back up for this mission, and together they were able to infiltrate their enemy's HQ and gain valuable Intel. However the good stuff would be locked away in The Doctor's office, a.k.a. Fitz's creepy Framework alter ego. They could break in there no problem and subdue him, and his guards, but then they would have limited time to look around, and there was always a chance that Fitz might get hurt in the process.
So Bobbi had suggested they hid in a storage closet and waited for the majority of the personnel to leave, except maybe Fitz, who if was anything like his real-world counterpart, would probably work late. Which was a good plan. A solid plan. There was just one problem...
"Hey! Don't get any ideas!" Daisy warned as after a few long minutes of silence Bobbi started kissing her neck.
"What? We'll be here for a while yet. We have to pass the time somehow." Bobbi teased, before gleefully adding, "What? It's not like we are in Coulson's office... although, that could be fun."
Daisy glared at her for a few long seconds, before hissing, "Don't even joke about that."
Bobbi hummed noncommittally, and then offered before she gently pushed, "Okay, too much? I can respect that. I don't want to push you Daisy. It's just... I've wanted you for so long, and now I finally have you... it's just hard to keep my hands to myself. You know?"
"Oh believe me, I know." Daisy smiled softly, and then after a brief pause cautiously added, "I've wanted this for a long time too. Wanted you. So..."
"So..." Bobbi grinned.
"Maybe... it would be okay. As long as it's soft, gentle and ideally fast." Daisy said, quickly adding with a blush, "And no butt stuff."
"Awww, is someone's ass feeling a little sore and tender?" Bobbi teased with a wicked grin, "I thought you were walking funny."
"Shut up! I wasn't!" Daisy protested, "I just..."
Thankfully Daisy was cut off by Bobbi pressing her lips against hers, because she really didn't have a comeback. The truth was walking, and especially sitting down, had been challenging. But it wasn't anything she couldn't handle. Admittedly Bobbi's strap-on was much bigger than anything she'd experienced before back there, and she paid the price for it, but the orgasms made it totally worth it.
Of course she hadn't wanted to admit that out loud, so just kissing Bobbi was preferable. In fact kissing Bobbi Morse was preferable to just about anything, sex with her even more so, so it wasn't surprising that it hadn't taken much to talk Daisy into this. After all, she really had wanted this for so very long, and the kissing alone was proving this woman was worth the wait.
Which was crystal clear during the few long minutes of passionate making out, and then even more so when Bobbi's hands start sliding over her body. Admittedly along the way she squeezed Daisy's sore butt, which made the mighty Quake whimper right into the kiss, while the infamous Mockingbird grinned wickedly into it.
However it wasn't truly painful, and more than the aforementioned walking and sitting this was quite the pleasant reminder of how much fun they'd had before. Then Bobbi's hands were sliding beneath her uniform, cupping her breasts in a way which made Daisy moan happily into the kiss. And then again when one of those hands moved lower.
Bobbi did her best to concentrate on Daisy's tits for a good long while, and she thought she succeeded. Admittedly it was hard for her to tell, as she was so lost in kissing Daisy. Which to be fair was kind of understandable, given how long she'd wanted to do this. Which admittedly was her excuse for pushing things along further than she should.