[there's a lightness in his voice, and just the slightest of grins on his face, his other hand going to grip her hand on his chest, and he leans forward for another kiss]
[taking her time as well, now that they aren't caught up in a game or having to figure anything out between them. just enjoying the sensations and exploring, small noise of satisfaction]
[absolutely okay with that, winding her other arm up to place her hand on the back of his neck, feeling the nape of his neck, the short hairs and muscles bunched there]
or maybe she's warm. and he's just leeching heat off of her, either is possible. but for now, he brushes her hair back and lightly tests running his tongue along her lips]
[he notes that, and leans forward more, slowly pushing her back, but not letting the kiss break. his other hand crosses over her lap, resting on the bed beside it]
[follows the motion with a soft, oh, and carefully breaking apart to consider him while she's laying down, chest lightly rising and falling . . . then smiling]
[what a good parkour teacher who knows not to lay on her. but following his pace, shifting from cautiously eager to more confident, and letting her hands roam slightly. she also brings one leg up slightly, knee resting against him]
[well, he needs to be considerate, if he's corrupting this good girl. his hand moves to slide up her thigh, exploring just lightly, and not immediately making any move to shift clothing off just yet]
[she rises to that touch, shifting to make it easier with a soft exhale. then, her hands experimentally dig into his clothes, grounding herself while pulling him closer]
[and then his fingers hook under her nightgown, and his hand rests against her skin, pushing it up, as he lets himself be pulled closer to her, his skin starting to warm up to her touch]
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... That isn't a promise I'd stay here all night either, but, just saying.
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[leaning further, looking up at him]
You know better than I what you must do for your own sake, but I would be disquieted by you not being here come morning.
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[. . . oh, well, going for a light kids. you did good, jason todd]
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We ought to behave ourselves . . .
[light, no conviction in her words]
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[there's a lightness in his voice, and just the slightest of grins on his face, his other hand going to grip her hand on his chest, and he leans forward for another kiss]
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or maybe she's warm. and he's just leeching heat off of her, either is possible. but for now, he brushes her hair back and lightly tests running his tongue along her lips]
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Do not over exert yourself. You were injured.
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[there's a soft grin there.]
I'll be careful.
[and that was this morning, this is now. and then he closes the distance between their lips again]
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[reaching her arms up, going around his neck, and having reset herself to a slower pace now]
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