[His hands drop to keep a hold on her, more relaxed than weakening although she might feel like she's starting to slip a little as she distracts him with all those dirty things she says that she really shouldn't be teasing him with and the intensity of her own orgasm. A little bit of wordless prompting when she wraps her limbs a little tighter around him will be enough to remind him to keep a steady hold on her, at least until he thinks she might want the stability of the ground beneath her feet while she catches her breath.
They're going to need another shower, but thankfully they're already here. He slowly lowers her to the ground, a little bit at a time so she knows he's putting her down gently rather than unintentionally letting her go, but he keeps his forehead pressed to hers in between those kisses they chase from each other. They can spend a few more minutes just trading affectionate gestures before breaking the moment to turn the water on again.]
I don't want to leave. [He so rarely feels strongly about wanting or not wanting something. Probably an incidental byproduct of spending too much time catering to what other people want. She's giving him too many reasons to stay - and really, it's not the sex. Well, not just the sex, because that might imply they didn't have an amazing night and morning together. It's how she's making him feel, right now. These little brief stolen moments of not feeling alone, and not feeling the pressure of needing to be some guy people can read about in a museum or being perpetually ready to move out in ten minutes for the next fight. This is as close to 'normal person' as he can get.
Sliding his metal arm around her lower back, he holds her against his body and tilts his head to deepen their kiss while his other hand gropes around blindly trying to get the shower going again without looking.]
I'll behave. [If she needs an incentive to keep him. It's a quiet promise and a small smile he gives her when their lips part. They should probably try to make it out of the shower at some point in the morning. Maybe behaving doesn't involve taking his hands off her right this instant, but he won't make her drag him out at least.]
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Date: 2022-01-25 05:04 pm (UTC)They're going to need another shower, but thankfully they're already here. He slowly lowers her to the ground, a little bit at a time so she knows he's putting her down gently rather than unintentionally letting her go, but he keeps his forehead pressed to hers in between those kisses they chase from each other. They can spend a few more minutes just trading affectionate gestures before breaking the moment to turn the water on again.]
I don't want to leave. [He so rarely feels strongly about wanting or not wanting something. Probably an incidental byproduct of spending too much time catering to what other people want. She's giving him too many reasons to stay - and really, it's not the sex. Well, not just the sex, because that might imply they didn't have an amazing night and morning together. It's how she's making him feel, right now. These little brief stolen moments of not feeling alone, and not feeling the pressure of needing to be some guy people can read about in a museum or being perpetually ready to move out in ten minutes for the next fight. This is as close to 'normal person' as he can get.
Sliding his metal arm around her lower back, he holds her against his body and tilts his head to deepen their kiss while his other hand gropes around blindly trying to get the shower going again without looking.]
I'll behave. [If she needs an incentive to keep him. It's a quiet promise and a small smile he gives her when their lips part. They should probably try to make it out of the shower at some point in the morning. Maybe behaving doesn't involve taking his hands off her right this instant, but he won't make her drag him out at least.]