[Kate's not nearly as confident as she seems, not when it comes to sex. There are things she longs for, that she really wants to try, but it's scary to ask. It's scary to have someone look at her and realise she's not really sure what she's doing, because all the research in the world isn't the same as experience. And that's not something she has a whole lot of.]
[But Tommy's safe. Tommy's safe, and he's trustworthy, and he's honest to a fault when someone actually pays attention to what he's saying. It's why she feels like she can ask to try this with him, like even if he says no he's not going to be judging her for it or something.]
[(The great Kate Bishop, afraid of being judged. Isn't that something?)]
[It's after a meal of Too Much Pizza (that was clearly not too much for Tommy) that she decides to broach the topic. Her head on his shoulder while she spends ages stewing on it until eventually deciding to just go for it and get it over and done with. Rip the band-aid off, as it were.]
Hey. [She lifts her head to look at him.] Can I ask you something?
no subject
[But Tommy's safe. Tommy's safe, and he's trustworthy, and he's honest to a fault when someone actually pays attention to what he's saying. It's why she feels like she can ask to try this with him, like even if he says no he's not going to be judging her for it or something.]
[(The great Kate Bishop, afraid of being judged. Isn't that something?)]
[It's after a meal of Too Much Pizza (that was clearly not too much for Tommy) that she decides to broach the topic. Her head on his shoulder while she spends ages stewing on it until eventually deciding to just go for it and get it over and done with. Rip the band-aid off, as it were.]
Hey. [She lifts her head to look at him.] Can I ask you something?