[ the nutty part is that Gwen was only really half awake when Harrison tried to get out of bed, but she was just aware of herself enough to try and pull him back into bed with every attempt he made to get up, sleepy super strength and all. but she accepts it after a while, lets him go. thirty minutes later, she's getting up too.
she's not sore, but she feels good, yeah. great sex, great mood. sometimes she's aware of it enough to try and tone it down, but right now she probably looks a little smug as she finds her way into the kitchen in just her undies and one of his shirts, sleeves too long, torso only barely managing to cover her butt. whatever. that's why she put her underwear back on.
she finds a clear spot of kitchen counter to pull herself up onto, because that's just what spider-totems do. who needs chairs when you've got something slightly more elevated than a chair? ]
Coffee smells good.
[ how she managed to make that sound smug and pleased, even with her voice still a little gravelly from sleep, is beyond her ]
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she's not sore, but she feels good, yeah. great sex, great mood. sometimes she's aware of it enough to try and tone it down, but right now she probably looks a little smug as she finds her way into the kitchen in just her undies and one of his shirts, sleeves too long, torso only barely managing to cover her butt. whatever. that's why she put her underwear back on.
she finds a clear spot of kitchen counter to pull herself up onto, because that's just what spider-totems do. who needs chairs when you've got something slightly more elevated than a chair? ]
Coffee smells good.
[ how she managed to make that sound smug and pleased, even with her voice still a little gravelly from sleep, is beyond her ]