darcy/coulson, collarbone kiss
The ancient intercom on Darcy's desk flared to life in a crackle of static. "Miss Lewis, please see me in my office," Coulson said, voice distorted and vaguely mechanical.
"Be right there." She stood and ran her hands down the back of her skirt to straighten it, before walking the ten feet between her desk and Coulson's door. She knocked, but didn't wait for him to answer before she opened the door and stepping inside.
Coulson sat behind his large oak desk, the two ends of his tie hanging loose. "Miss Lewis, do you know how to tie a full-Windsor knot?" When she nodded, he sighed and signaled her to come closer. "Medical has cleared me to come back to work, but sometimes..." He trailed off and rolled his left shoulder back with a wince.
"Got it," Darcy said, and circled the desk. "Stand up, please, and please don't quote SHIELD's sexual harassment policy at me." Eyebrow arched, Coulson did as she asked. "Turn around," she instructed him, and stepped up behind him, close enough that her chest brushed the back of his fine cotton shirt. "My dad taught me to tie a tie," she explained, popping the collar of his shirt and adjusting the length of the ends. "Of course, I learned to tie it the right way; aka the 'guy way.' I never expected that to be a bad thing."
With her arms arched over her boss's shoulders, Darcy quickly turned the strip of patterned silk into a near-perfect full-Windsor. "Turn," she said, stifling a smile when her unflappable boss did as she asked immediately. She adjusted the position of the knot without meeting his eyes, her low heels putting her gaze almost level with his collar. "There," she said, smoothing the line of his shoulders and patting his chest softly. "All done."
Coulson's lips twisted up into a self-deprecating smile. "Your help is greatly appreciated, Miss Lewis."
Darcy couldn't stop herself from leaning in and pressing a kiss to the fabric covering Coulson's collarbone, far enough to the side that the pink stain from her lipstick would be covered by his suit jacket. "Good luck, boss," she said, edging out of Coulson's reach and hurrying back to her desk.