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[personal profile] nostalgiabomb 2015-01-19 06:44 am (UTC)(link)
[ -- Shit, there's no mistaking that feeling -- after all, he's spent the entire night feeling that way -- and he could deflect. He could say, "That's my line, isn't it?" But instead he nods. ]

Yeah, I'll be fine.

[ He leans forward to press a kiss to the corner of her mouth. ]

Go on. Pretty sure you're long overdue some time to yourself.
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[personal profile] nostalgiabomb 2015-01-19 07:08 am (UTC)(link)
[ -- oh, right, he's now distinctly remembering an invitation. ]

I, uh. Well, if you really need the company...
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[personal profile] nostalgiabomb 2015-01-19 07:25 am (UTC)(link)
[ You play dirty, Maya. ]

How can I say no to that?
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[personal profile] nostalgiabomb 2015-01-19 07:37 am (UTC)(link)
[ -- god damn you.

His arms are wrapping around her waist, pulling her closer against him. ]


Seriously unfair, man.
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[personal profile] nostalgiabomb 2015-01-19 07:53 am (UTC)(link)
[ -- how are you good at this already we've only done it once.

But he returns the kiss gladly -- eagerly, even, lips parting to run his tongue along her lower lip and to brush against hers. He didn't realize how much he needed this until, oh, just about now. ]
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[personal profile] nostalgiabomb 2015-01-19 08:11 am (UTC)(link)
[ It's a good distraction, at the very least, and he smiles a little at her request. ]

Don't even have to ask twice.

[ Yeah, gurl, that dress has got to go. ]
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[personal profile] nostalgiabomb 2015-01-19 10:07 pm (UTC)(link)
[ He makes a quiet sound of approval, as he leans in for another kiss. His own hands coast along her bare skin, once the dress is gone, and his touch is gentle, like he's afraid she might break (and maybe he actually is, considering what's happened). ]
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[personal profile] nostalgiabomb 2015-01-20 01:18 am (UTC)(link)
[ Jeez, Maya, you could've just asked, but now a certain Peter Quill is divested of one (1) shirt, and he starts pulling her toward the tub, because, seriously, that blood on her back, dried and flaking, is a serious mood killer. ]
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[personal profile] nostalgiabomb 2015-01-20 02:20 am (UTC)(link)
[ He smirks a little. ] Oh, is that not how this works?
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[personal profile] nostalgiabomb 2015-01-20 02:34 am (UTC)(link)
Huh. [ And he starts tugging off his belt. ] Learn something new every day, I guess.

Oh, and thanks for not ripping my shirt this time. [ Yep, he's full-on smirking this time. ]
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[personal profile] nostalgiabomb 2015-01-20 02:47 am (UTC)(link)
Nope. I'm pretty much going to bring it up at every given opportunity. [ And there go the pants. :|a ]

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