[ well, if there was any chance of gwen pulling away enough so they could move to the couch, it's completely shot now. his fingers are pressing just where she needs it most, and of course, there's a soft physical rush from the tension starting to sink away almost immediately, but there's an emotional rush, too. and, okay, a lot of things make her feel more than a little emotional lately, but this time it's just from feeling so cared for. and cared about. not that they've ever lacked affection, once they broke that barrier, but feeling his hands slide back right to that spot where she's asked him to rub or massage a couple of times in the past is just... it's awesome.
so, so awesome.
and she's so, so leaning more weight into him than she probably should, woops. she shuffles her feet forward a bit, balancing herself out, with her hands still scrunched up in his shirt. not too tight, not anymore the more she relaxes, but still. ]
You're going to turn me into a puddle with those hands of yours, mi amor. [ and those soft kisses are contributing to that too, but she's too distracted to add that on ] ..But feel free to never, ever stop.
[ There's no such thing as leaning into him too heavily, not for Gwen. Poe's there to keep her balanced, to prop her up, or even to carry her outright whenever she wants him to. She's the one doing all the hard work with the full time job of literally making another human being, it only seems fair for him to pick up any slack that happens elsewhere, sometimes at his firm insistence. At least they agree on that for the most part, she's feeling just as protective as he is, so it's not like she's pushing when he goes out alone. It would be great if he didn't have to at all, but while one job is more or less on his terms, the other isn't so cooperative. Bad guys aren't nice enough to work around a schedule.
If they drag him out tonight despite his plans otherwise he's going to be very annoyed. But he knows better not to tempt fate by even making that suggestion.
Instead he's bracing his arms around Gwen and carefully shuffling them toward the couch, and while that keeps his hands somewhat preoccupied he's still got free use of his mouth, which obviously he's going to use to give her more kisses. Still soft and excessively affectionate, but warm enough to possibly get him scolded for being naughty. Or not, depending on what mood she's in. ]
I wasn't planning on it. [ Unless she has a complaint about it, he'll tilt his head so that the next kiss lands on her mouth, and while it doesn't linger too long his lips do, brushing up against hers. ] You're kind of stuck with me now, you had to know this is what you were getting yourself in for.
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so, so awesome.
and she's so, so leaning more weight into him than she probably should, woops. she shuffles her feet forward a bit, balancing herself out, with her hands still scrunched up in his shirt. not too tight, not anymore the more she relaxes, but still. ]
You're going to turn me into a puddle with those hands of yours, mi amor. [ and those soft kisses are contributing to that too, but she's too distracted to add that on ] ..But feel free to never, ever stop.
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If they drag him out tonight despite his plans otherwise he's going to be very annoyed. But he knows better not to tempt fate by even making that suggestion.
Instead he's bracing his arms around Gwen and carefully shuffling them toward the couch, and while that keeps his hands somewhat preoccupied he's still got free use of his mouth, which obviously he's going to use to give her more kisses. Still soft and excessively affectionate, but warm enough to possibly get him scolded for being naughty. Or not, depending on what mood she's in. ]
I wasn't planning on it. [ Unless she has a complaint about it, he'll tilt his head so that the next kiss lands on her mouth, and while it doesn't linger too long his lips do, brushing up against hers. ] You're kind of stuck with me now, you had to know this is what you were getting yourself in for.