AN EROTIC STORY SET

The Morning After

Featuring: Daisy Johnson

Agents of SHIELD

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Note: this story set takes place the morning after this scene...

The next morning...

Daisy groaned and rolled over in her bunk, her head pounding. Flashes of neon lights and pulsing alien music echoed in her mind. She cracked open an eye, wincing at the harsh glare of the Zephyr's overhead lights.

"Ugh, Jemma?" you hear her croak. "You alive?"

You emit a muffled groan from the other side of the small cabin. "Yes. Unfortunately."

You’re sprawled face-down on your bunk, still fully clothed.

"Note to self," you mumble into your pillow. "Never eat unidentified extraterrestrial snacks again. No matter how pretty they look."

You hear rustling from Daisy's bunk as she sits up with a groan. "Jemma, why is it so cold in here?" she mumbles.

"Why is it so cold in here?"

You turn your head, squinting against the light, and your eyes widen. "Um, Daisy? You're... you're completely naked."

Daisy looks down at herself, confusion etched across her face. "What the... How did that happen?"

As you watch her, something strange stirs within you. The curve of her shoulders, the soft lines of her body - suddenly, Daisy looks absolutely breathtaking. Your heart races as you drink in the sight of her.

"I don't know, but you're looking... really good," you find yourself saying. The words tumble out before you can stop them. "I mean, like, really, really good. Has your skin always been that radiant?"

Daisy's eyebrows shoot up. "Jemma? Are you feeling okay?"

"Jemma? Are you feeling ok?"

You sit up, unable to tear your gaze away from her. "I think... I think those puffies might be having some lingering effects. Because right now, you're the most beautiful thing I've ever seen."

Daisy winces, pressing a hand to her forehead. "Ow. My head is killing me. But, uh... thanks?" A small smile plays at her lips. "You're not so bad yourself, you know."

You both laugh nervously, the tension in the room palpable. "So," Daisy says, wrapping a blanket around herself. "This is... new."

As Daisy reaches for her clothes, you feel an overwhelming urge to stop her. "Wait!" you blurt out, your heart racing. "Don't get dressed yet."

Daisy freezes, eyeing you curiously. "Jemma? What's going on?"

You bite your lip, wondering how to explain the wild idea that's just popped into your head. "I was just thinking... maybe we could do a little photoshoot? Just for fun, just between us."

Daisy's eyes widen, a blush creeping across her cheeks. "A photoshoot? Like... now? While I'm...?"

You nod eagerly, surprised by your own boldness. "You look absolutely stunning, Daisy. The lighting in here is perfect, and well... when will we ever get a chance like this again?"

Daisy hesitates, clutching the blanket tighter around herself. But there's a glimmer of intrigue in her eyes. "I don't know, Jemma. It's a little... risqué, don't you think?"

You stand up, moving closer to her. "It'll be tasteful, I promise. And no one else will ever see them. It'll be our little secret."

As you speak, you notice Daisy's breathing quicken. Her eyes dart to your lips, then back up to meet your gaze. There's a new heat in her expression that makes your skin tingle.

"Okay," she says softly. "Let's do it."

Your heart leaps as you scramble to find your camera. When you turn back, Daisy has let the blanket fall away. She's posed on the edge of her bunk, looking both nervous and exhilarated.

You raise the camera, your hands trembling slightly. "You're beautiful," you whisper, and click the shutter.

"You're beautiful..."

Daisy giggled, her cheeks flushing a pretty shade of pink. "Um, Jemma, I don't know about this... I mean, it's not like we've ever... " she trailed off, unable to meet your gaze.

You gave her your most reassuring smile. "I know, Daisy, but we've been through so much together, what's a little photoshoot between friends? Besides, it might be fun. And who knows, maybe when we look back on this in a few years, we'll have a good laugh about it."

Daisy hesitated for a moment longer before a reluctant grin spread across her face. "Alright, fine. But only because you're my best friend and I trust you." She gave you a playful shove. "But if these pictures ever get out, I will space you."

You both shared a laugh as you helped Daisy arrange her hair and position her body in different poses, the room filled with the soft click of your camera shutter. At first, Daisy was stiff and uncomfortable, but as the shoot went on, she began to relax and even started to enjoy herself. You couldn't help but marvel at the confidence that radiated from her as she struck one pose after another.

"Damn it girl," you say between shots, "I never knew you had such a smoking bod hidden under that SHIELD suit."

Daisy blushed deeper and shot you a playful glare. "Shut up and keep taking pictures, you perv."

As the impromptu shoot continued, the atmosphere in the cabin shifted, becoming charged with an electric energy. Daisy began suggesting different locations on the ship, and even slipping into a sexy sweater dress that she then stripped off for you.

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The Sweater Dress

Flashing panties

Sexy underboob...

You found yourself moving closer, angling the camera to capture the curve of Daisy's hip, the elegant line of her neck. Suddenly, you realize you're right next to her. Your breath catches in your throat as you lower the camera, meeting Daisy's gaze.

Her eyes are dark, intense. "Come here," she says softly, and kisses you on the lips, sending shivers of electricity through your body.

"You know," she whispers, "My vibration powers come in handy for... many things..."