[ Breathing out loudly in the quiet of the room, John licks his lips, tasting Clarice on them. There's a slow burn in the pit of his stomach, licking up his ribs all the way to that space around his heart. He nods. ]
Yeah.
[ Because it is. He wants to rip that suit off of her, make love to her for hours on her, right now. But the sisters are a room over, Marcos and Lorna across the hall, and it's just - it's just not the right time. ]
( She's growing as a person, really she is. Because it takes a great deal of will to unwind her legs from around his. Clarice doesn't move away though, not really. Instead she settles against the pillows, her hair spilling between them, a hand under her cheek. )
I'm going to close my eyes and think really unsexy things, okay? Like, super gross ones. And I'm going to keep my hands to myself. Because I'm a good person.
( She's smiling even as she closes her eyes, but her free hand does rest between them. She's there if he needs her during the night. ) Good person, John.
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Yeah.
[ Because it is. He wants to rip that suit off of her, make love to her for hours on her, right now. But the sisters are a room over, Marcos and Lorna across the hall, and it's just - it's just not the right time. ]
We should sleep.
[ Or at the very least attempt to. ]
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( She's growing as a person, really she is. Because it takes a great deal of will to unwind her legs from around his. Clarice doesn't move away though, not really. Instead she settles against the pillows, her hair spilling between them, a hand under her cheek. )
I'm going to close my eyes and think really unsexy things, okay? Like, super gross ones. And I'm going to keep my hands to myself. Because I'm a good person.
( She's smiling even as she closes her eyes, but her free hand does rest between them. She's there if he needs her during the night. ) Good person, John.