( he doesn't have it in him to decipher what this means β what the possible ramifications of this act might be for the both of them. they went back in time to chase after a meta, not to end up in bed together like this and yet... he can't say he regrets it. not with her. he needed this and maybe she did, too. just a feeling he gets, but. one he doesn't wish to dive into β to pry out of her, especially concerning the version of him that she knows which... another thing for him to quietly overthink later. when she's off chasing eros and he's left with his thoughts.
for the moment, he simply relaxes against her, lets himself sink into the softness of her touch, her breath, her very presence that surrounds him despite being on top of her. a lazy sound from his lips, he turns his head, eyes shut, letting his cheek press to her shoulder. he should move. get himself off and out of her, but. in a second. he just wants to... be in this a little longer. )
[ She reaches up to run her fingers gently through his sweat-damp hair, smiling at the sound he makes. No surprise that he sounds tired. He's looked exhausted since the first moment she found him in Excelsior. ]
Perhaps you'll sleep a little better, now.
[ Gently teasing him as she turns her head to rest her cheek against his hair. Enjoying his nearness, his loose body draped over hers, as she listens to the rain falling outside.
None of this anything she'd expected, or meant to have happen, but she deals in truth and the truth is she's pleased that it did. Happy that it did, if she's being fully honest. ]
( words light, soft, as if the faint smile he wears on his lips can almost be felt.
after a moment, he shifts β slips himself out of her and rolls over onto his back there beside her, breath one filled with exhaustion as his head presses back against the pillow and blue eyes fall shut as he lays there. spent. his body quietly slows the vibrations felt throughout from his orgasm, but it leaves him content and satisfied in a way he hasn't felt in a long time. the sound of rain outside gentle in the way it pats against the window now. as if the storm itself is content now as well. )
[ Her own smile is audible in her voice, warm and soft, as she lets him go so he can roll to her side and relax there. She focuses on slowing her breath, on reining in her galloping heart.
She allows her shoulder to rest against his, her knuckles brushing lightly against the back of his hand. A few small touches, because even after being so wound up together she's reluctant to pull away from him completely. ]
Would you like me to wake you when I leave in the morning, or let you sleep?
[ She hums in acknowledgement, lacing their fingers together. ]
Rest while you can.
[ They'll all need to be at their best when they find Chaos Gate. Rested, ready. Bruce can push himself to the ragged edge if needed, but it shouldn't be necessary for their mission here. Not yet.
Her thumb runs gently over his knuckle as she lets her tired eyes close, thinking over her visit in the morning. The three hours to which she'll attempt to abide. ]
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for the moment, he simply relaxes against her, lets himself sink into the softness of her touch, her breath, her very presence that surrounds him despite being on top of her. a lazy sound from his lips, he turns his head, eyes shut, letting his cheek press to her shoulder. he should move. get himself off and out of her, but. in a second. he just wants to... be in this a little longer. )
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Perhaps you'll sleep a little better, now.
[ Gently teasing him as she turns her head to rest her cheek against his hair. Enjoying his nearness, his loose body draped over hers, as she listens to the rain falling outside.
None of this anything she'd expected, or meant to have happen, but she deals in truth and the truth is she's pleased that it did. Happy that it did, if she's being fully honest. ]
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( words light, soft, as if the faint smile he wears on his lips can almost be felt.
after a moment, he shifts β slips himself out of her and rolls over onto his back there beside her, breath one filled with exhaustion as his head presses back against the pillow and blue eyes fall shut as he lays there. spent. his body quietly slows the vibrations felt throughout from his orgasm, but it leaves him content and satisfied in a way he hasn't felt in a long time. the sound of rain outside gentle in the way it pats against the window now. as if the storm itself is content now as well. )
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[ Her own smile is audible in her voice, warm and soft, as she lets him go so he can roll to her side and relax there. She focuses on slowing her breath, on reining in her galloping heart.
She allows her shoulder to rest against his, her knuckles brushing lightly against the back of his hand. A few small touches, because even after being so wound up together she's reluctant to pull away from him completely. ]
Would you like me to wake you when I leave in the morning, or let you sleep?
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her knuckles brushing against the back of his hand, he turns that hand of his into hers, fingers lazy in the way they slide between hers. )
I don't need that much for sleep. I'll probably be up anyways.
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Rest while you can.
[ They'll all need to be at their best when they find Chaos Gate. Rested, ready. Bruce can push himself to the ragged edge if needed, but it shouldn't be necessary for their mission here. Not yet.
Her thumb runs gently over his knuckle as she lets her tired eyes close, thinking over her visit in the morning. The three hours to which she'll attempt to abide. ]