the magician and the sorcerer — psl

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julia x stephen


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[ourladytrees]

[ Honestly, she should have expected that would be his answer. It catches her off-guard, though, and she can't stop the amused grin that tugs at her lips. Something warm blooms in her chest as she shakes her head and nestles further down in the blankets, turning on her side to face him. ]

For science, huh? I do enjoy research. [ Especially the positively exhausting kind. ]

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[portalling]

Mmhm. Firsthand research. Testing hypotheses. Proving them.

[ Of course Stephen Strange would find ways to turn scientific vocabulary into dirty talk. But his grin is matching hers, warm and teasing and playful. They have fun with each other, is the thing, and is the thing that matters.

And the night — and morning — passes like that. Some other evening, they might sit awake poring over more of those books and untangling some particularly gnarly piece of Turkish grammar and its arcane implications together, but for now, they’re too distracted by the fresh new appeal of intimacy: hands on each other, mouths meeting, eventually falling asleep content and exhausted. When they eventually wake up in the morning with sunlight drifting through the curtains, they inevitably wind up drawn to each other to explore that territory all over again in the cold light of day, dead-sober and yet still eager.

And that night, there weren’t any nightmares. ]