[He takes a deep breath, deep enough that when he exhales she can feel it on her back, swallows, and makes careful, wide-eyed eye contact before shifting his hands to the side and undoing her bra. He doesn't fumble with the clasp; he can disarm bombs and pick locks without looking. But the lack of clumsiness doesn't make it casual.
He can feel his heart pounding, somewhere inside his ears, loud enough that it feels like she ought to be able to hear it, too.]
Tim/Steph; First Breath showers.
Oh.
[He takes a deep breath, deep enough that when he exhales she can feel it on her back, swallows, and makes careful, wide-eyed eye contact before shifting his hands to the side and undoing her bra. He doesn't fumble with the clasp; he can disarm bombs and pick locks without looking. But the lack of clumsiness doesn't make it casual.
He can feel his heart pounding, somewhere inside his ears, loud enough that it feels like she ought to be able to hear it, too.]