One of the common misconceptions about Darcy was that she was some kind of sexpot. The size of her breasts, the curve of her waist and the roundness of her hips meant that everyone and their grandmother thought she must have a closet full of pinup clothing. The truth was, Darcy adored comfort over everything. Sure, she enjoyed looking nice. She owned a couple of vintage red dresses, but she rarely brought them out to see the light of day.
She had no problems with women that chose to dress in such a way, it was everyone's right to look the way they wished. But Darcy had learned early on that wearing oversized sweaters over layers of clothing suited her best. Perhaps it was a little bit protective when it first started. She had been an early bloomer, having shot up from a flat chest to a DD in the course of just a year and a half. Men started to notice her, older men, men that had no business looking at a thirteen year old. The large clothing helped to disguise her developing body.
Over the course of the years she found that she just felt more comfortable in the thick layers. Not to say that she never shed them. She had to admit that she had a rather impressive collection of pajamas. Mostly just over-large men's lounging pants and t-shirts, with the odd tank top for the summer months when even the mention of clothing made her sweat.
This collection came in handy when she joined the Super-Secret Brigade headed by none other than Agent of the Dead; aka Agent Coulson. Coulson didn't find that title funny, nor did he find her preferred wardrobe appropriate. It was 'professionalism this, and safety that.' But as she told him, her only job was to stay on the bus and make sure that his resident scientists remained alive. It wasn't as though she was out there kicking ass, or meeting with diplomats. So, if she wanted to spend her days wearing Captain America pajama pants and a t-shirt, then that was her right. Whenever she brought this up he always just pinched the bridge of his nose and walked off.
Others on the bus agreed with her, namely Sky and the Scientists-Two. Both Ward and May didn't really seem to care what she wore, as long as she didn't get herself kidnaped…. Again. That was a debacle that she never wanted to experience again. Though she had to say, it did allow her to see Coulson lose his legendary cool. She really doubted anyone would try to abduct her after the way he went batshit on those guys.
She laughed at the image of everyone, but May that is, standing around open mouthed at Coulson beating the shit out of the ringleader. Tying her hair off into a pair of low-set pigtails, she settled herself down on the couch in the common area. Today was a day off, for everyone. Sky had taken off with the Science Babies. And she suspected that Ward had followed behind to make sure that they didn't get into any trouble. May just disappeared, which was normal for her and she rather thought it was a good idea never to ask. Coulson was locked up in his office, probably the only one not taking time off.
The laptop made a soft whir when she turned it on, and she balanced it precariously on her knees. She had been so busy lately that she had missed her favorite show, with everyone gone she figured it was the best time to catch up. Careful not to rip the bag open too much, she tore at a package of suckers. They were her newest obsession.
She had discovered them while on a mission a couple of months back. Her Science Babies had rushed out of the bus when a call came in from Coulson, and maybe a bit over protective of them, she followed. Jemma and her had gotten separated from the rest and ended up trapped in a convenience store. They had hidden in the candy aisle while they waited to be rescued. Bored, Darcy had picked through the selection until she came across these little pink suckers. She had unwrapped one and stuck it in her mouth with the silent promise that she would leave some cash on the counter before they left. She had not expected the cheap things to be the perfect balance of tart and sweet, but they were the best pink lemonade flavored anything she had ever had.
After that she had spent hours online trying to find someplace she could buy them, and lo and behold she had found a small store just on the border of Canada that had them. Coulson had made sure they dropped by to get them… well after several days of pouting and annoying begging. She now had enough of the things to last her several months. Well, as long she stopped eating them at the rate she currently was. Which everyone had remarked upon whenever she stuck one in her mouth, among other things.
Sky rolled her eyes before stealing one. May huffed, but allowed a small smile when Ward made one of his not so subtle dirty comment. Jemma would snort, while Fitz was the most innocent of the group and just blushed while looking down. Coulson was the only one that seemed to be annoyed with her, though when wasn't he? Every time Ward remarked on her obsession with the suckers, Coulson would frown and stomp off to his office. Alright, so it wasn't really stomping, but she got a little kick out of imagining him stomping his foot down like a child.
Pulling up the site where she could, illegally, watch her show, she absentmindedly sucked on the sweet in her mouth. She didn't hear the opening of Coulson's office, or notice when he entered the common area. It wasn't until she saw his reflection on the screen of her laptop that she realized that she wasn't alone. She looked up and swallowed at the intense look on his face.
She guessed that she must have done something wrong, she didn't know what but something had to have triggered that look. She was about to give a preemptive apology when he reached out and took hold of the sucker stick. Carefully he pulled it from her mouth and stuck his free hand around the back of her neck. He pulled her slowly upwards as he leaned down to meet her.
Darcy thought that she might faint when his lips pressed tightly against hers. A soft moan tickled up her throat as he deepened the kiss, pressing his tongue past her teeth to swipe across her own. She ignored the sound of her laptop crashing to the ground when she kneeled up on the couch, slipping her arms around his chest. There was nothing that she could recall that warranted this, whatever it was. But she had to admit that whatever it was she would gladly do it again, because damn this felt right.
His hold on the base of her skull tightened, pressing her harder into him. The kiss felt desperate, and yet he seemed in total control. When he pulled away she whimpered. He laughed and gave a soft nip to her lower lip. He stepped back and simply looked down at her. His lips were slightly swollen and pink, and her eyes went straight for them.
The hand at the back of her head slipped along her neck until he was holding her chin, his thumb running back and forth over her own abused lips. With the slightest of pressure, he pulled her lower lip down and pressed her sucker against the wet flesh there. He twirled it in his fingers, watching it as she opened her mouth for him. Slowly he slipped the sweet back in against her tongue and gently pushed her chin up, closing her mouth.
She swallowed against the thick bit of candy and closed her eyes as he leaned just enough to press a soft kiss against her forehead. When he stepped back he let his hand slide across her skin, catching one of her pigtails. He gave a quick, but careful tug, turned and headed back towards his office.
Darcy flopped herself down onto the couch, blinking at what had just happened. This was not her life; hot secret agents did not just give her mind-blowing kisses and walk away. She just sat there for several minutes, replaying the moment over and over. Finally, she stood, stepped over the broken laptop and headed for Coulson's office. If this was her life now she was going to make the most of it.
Author's Note: So… um… yeah this might have come out of me sitting at work the other day with a sucker in my mouth and having some rather naughty thoughts. I thought this was perfect for these two. Also, we just need more Darcy/Coulson in the world. So here we are.
Now, this was going to be a oneshot, but I'm thinking I might do a short companion for this with Coulson's thoughts on the matter.
This is of course during season 1 of Agents, because I'm not fully caught up on the show yet, but I'm getting there. Also, Darcy never goes to London with Jane. She went back to school and finished, but got recruited by Coulson. She still talks with Jane, because they are so my BroTP thank you very much, but Coulson was very persuasive.
I'll probably write the second bit next week, right now though my muse if throwing many more AgentTaser at me.
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