It's one of life great ironies that the only time she actually dresses comfortably is off the battlefield. Just like him she can rush through a routine without any effort. Elektra just likes to savor the little luxuries. What she considers a luxury changes with Frank around.
Her mouth goes uncharacteristically dry when he leans over her. It leaves Elektra scrambling to move from her comfy position to down some of the water he's brought greedily. Once the bottle is put aside again, she lays on her side. Her fingers dart out to trace a scar on his arm simply because she can. Elektra pointedly doesn't let herself remember the last time she allowed herself be this carefree with a man. The answer will just spoil the moment.
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Her mouth goes uncharacteristically dry when he leans over her. It leaves Elektra scrambling to move from her comfy position to down some of the water he's brought greedily. Once the bottle is put aside again, she lays on her side. Her fingers dart out to trace a scar on his arm simply because she can. Elektra pointedly doesn't let herself remember the last time she allowed herself be this carefree with a man. The answer will just spoil the moment.