It's not what it looks like

Her lips were on his while his hands were running all over her body. Jack was kissing Peggy senseless but soon left her mouth for her tempting neck. Peggy closed her eyes from satisfaction, her nails scratching his back informing him how much she was enjoying it.

They shouldn't be doing this, they were at work, at the SSR. But it was their coffee break, and for once it was Peggy who started everything. She had wanted him so bad since she saw him this morning with his neat combined dirty blond hair, his grey suit, his matching tie and those hot damn suspenders. His casual act make her lose it. Like if it was nothing to look that gorgeous a Tuesday morning.

She bite her lip eyeing him up and down to his oblivion. He sat at his office like every day but Peggy couldn't focus on any work with him in the room. All she could think about was messing his perfect hair, kiss those broad shoulders and maybe… She shook her hand off trying to get those images out of her mind. She had work to do.

At some point she couldn't hold it anymore. She almost had to drag him out of his chair to the nearest private and empty space she could find which turned out to be the archives room. It was a dark room, with no windows and full of cluttered boxes full of old files and reports from old missions.

Back to the moment, Peggy was currently tugging Jack's hair as he kissed her all over. Her other hand grabbing on his left shoulder, but soon that hand slide downwards to his chest.

Both were so into each other's intimacy that they didn't heard footsteps coming their way. Nor did they heard the door opened, the light be switched on soon followed by a loud gasp.

"What the hell is going on here?" A shocked voice asked.

At that precise moment both fell from cloud nine; stopping each other exploration and looked toward the incoming voice. They were facing a very shocked and angry Daniel.

As if a electric current passed through them, the couple jumped apart. Peggy attempt to fix her messy hair because of Jack's wandering hands. He once told her that he loved her brown locks. On the other hand Jack was putting his shirt back inside his pants that Peggy had early opened and set free.

"Daniel it's not what it looks like." Jack said, raising one hand in defense while the other one was still working on his shirt.

By the death glare that was thrown at him, Jack knew he had made the wrong move.

"Really Thompson? Because it really looks like you two were looking for old files for a case." Daniel said ironically.

Peggy felt herself blush for all this incident, right from her neck to her ears. Adding to the embarrassment she also felt guilty, all of this was her fault after all. If she had waited for lunch break maybe they would have not been caught. She was snap out of her thoughts by Daniel's voice.

"Really" He said again looking at her with what she would call sad puppy eyes. "Peggy I thought you were better than that, I never would've thought that you and Thompson..." He trailed off, struggling with his words. "I never thought you would fall for that kind of guy." His eyes were hard, he stared deadly at Jack who raised and eyebrow, his arms crossed over his chest. Peggy felt a wash of guilty add itself to her guilt. She knew apologizing wouldn't make it better.

"For how long has this been going?" He asked his gaze going from Peggy to Jack. The couple stared at each other in a silent conversation, nodding in mutual agreement on telling the truth.

"Five month, more or less." Peggy answered. Daniel only nodded,

"So all this time you were doing this behind my back. All the times I asked you out and you just gave me random excuses..."

"I'm sorry Daniel but Jack and I decided to keep it a secret at the office at least for the first few months." Daniel had a forced laugh.

"Well you amazingly failed".

Jack looked at his shoes embarrassed and Peggy looked around the room avoiding Daniel's eyes. Daniel turned on his heels ready to leave the room. At the door he stopped and turn his head toward the couple.

"An advice. Next time, lock the door." He said before shutting the door behind him.

Jack sighed rubbing the back of his head. "Sorry my bad I forgot to lock the door." Peggy rolled her eyes. "For crying out loud, Jack you had one job." She said buttoning her blouse correctly.

"I'm sorry if my mind was... elsewhere. Anyway who was the one to come up with that idea, huh?" He lift his eyebrow several times with that smirk of his. She rolled her eyes at him slapping his arm playfully. "Here it goes for keeping the secret... Now everyone will know before noon." Jack said. "Well at least now we don't have to hide anymore..." Peggy replied putting her jacket on. "Are you okay with that?" He asked her.

"What you mean?" Peggy asked looking back to him.

"With people knowing that you are with a loser like me."

"Jack, you are not a loser." She stated. "You are a jerk, yes. Masochist too and a sexist man that thinks women are lower than men and that you are better than anybody else." She says in a neutral face looking him in the eyes.

"Wow, thanks Marge I feel a lot better now." Jack comment with sarcasm.

Peggy crooked her head with a smile. "But I also know that you changed, and since Russia you started to see me in a different way, you now respect me. I am right."

"Yes, of course I respect you. You are ten times better than anyone working at the S.S.R."

"You'll just have to prove them the same thing. That you've changed." She smiled at him. '"Now let's get back to work." She ordered heading for the door.

"But Pegs" Jack stopped her, catching her forearm ."I was hoping that we would still have time for.. you know." He said with a smudge smile showing all his teeth, his hands now at her waist, his fingers playing with the fabric. Peggy put on a teasing smile,

"You would like that, wouldn't you?" Jack's smirk grew wide while he only nodded. Their lips were almost touching when Peggy pulled away.

"Too bad, you're getting none until tonight." She said getting away from his arms. Jack's disappointed face almost make her laugh.

"What!? Why!? You were the one that wanted it in the first place, you almost dismember my arm getting me pulling me out of there."

"Well see that as a punishment from not doing a simple job, Agent Thompson. Next time you'll remember to lock the door."

"Does that means that it will be a next time?" his playful attitude was back, his eyebrow twitching up and down.

"We don't want you to get bored, do we ?" she teased; "plus, I found it quite exciting." She winked walking out the door living Jack breathless. This woman will be the death of me, he thought opening the door and going back to work trying to forget that mouth of hers that he tasted not long ago and that he will again later tonight.