[He knows from experience that they can do this for a lot longer than he'd really expected. He'd always assumed he was past the makeouts-for-hours stage, but as in several other things, Gwen has proven him wrong. He moves easily with her by now, hands shifting to slide down her back and up again, settling on her ribs as he tips his head to kiss back, pushing a little harder.
Okay, they'll leave it. For right now. It's not easy for Harrison to think about this version of Barry either, it must be ten times worse for her, and if he can distract her from that, he's more than happy to oblige.]
[ meanwhile, Gwen's just all about kissing. the stuff that comes after is great too, but making out for a good long while is one of her favorite things. especially when it starts to get a little frustrating after a while. she likes feeling the noises he gives her against her tongue, when teeth are pulled into the equation because sometimes biting and being a little rough is better than just asking for more. it also just makes it easier to stop thinking, which is an huge added bonus right now.
it works, for a little while. when she sits back and plants her hands on the mattress instead of her forearms, she probably looks like she wants to be making some moves to carry things along, but instead ]
Did you talk to him in person? When you found out he was back, was it- Did you see him? Or did he text you?
[His hands have already slipped down to bracket her hips, but at her questions he relaxes a little against the pillow and smiles a tired smile.]
Text first. But there was too much to tell him over text. I saw him. He looks... [He sighs, tipping his head back to stare at the ceiling for a long moment, linking his fingers at the small of her back again.] Young. He looks young. I know he's only a year younger than he was when I met him. Seems longer ago.
[ even though Gwen was absolutely the one who pulled the breaks early on him just now, as soon as he tips his head back just that little bit, she's curling up to press kisses against his neck, snuggling up closer to him. it's in part to hide her face, sure, but mostly because she wants to be kissing him still, even if her brain keeps zooming back to Barry freaking Allen. it's a weird mental state to be in. ]
It's crazy what a year of superheroics will do to a guy, huh? [ said casually between kisses like it's not painfully true ] And who knows - I mean, he can run through time, can't he? There's probably so many of him. The Barry I know, the Barry you know, the Barry that's here.. [ is she trying to brain time travel while sucking little kisses on Harrison's neck? yes ]
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Okay, they'll leave it. For right now. It's not easy for Harrison to think about this version of Barry either, it must be ten times worse for her, and if he can distract her from that, he's more than happy to oblige.]
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it works, for a little while. when she sits back and plants her hands on the mattress instead of her forearms, she probably looks like she wants to be making some moves to carry things along, but instead ]
Did you talk to him in person? When you found out he was back, was it- Did you see him? Or did he text you?
[ siiigh ]
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Text first. But there was too much to tell him over text. I saw him. He looks... [He sighs, tipping his head back to stare at the ceiling for a long moment, linking his fingers at the small of her back again.] Young. He looks young. I know he's only a year younger than he was when I met him. Seems longer ago.
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It's crazy what a year of superheroics will do to a guy, huh? [ said casually between kisses like it's not painfully true ] And who knows - I mean, he can run through time, can't he? There's probably so many of him. The Barry I know, the Barry you know, the Barry that's here.. [ is she trying to brain time travel while sucking little kisses on Harrison's neck? yes ]