[ Hah. He feels her hands brush against his chest through the fabric of his undershirt and his heart leaps a little; his pulse quickens. There's a moment where he's lost in her, bent down to try and deepen the kiss, and then she's tugging him back inside and a laugh bubbles out of him as he follows. ]
Right behind you.
[ They're back in the apartment, the dull drone of a fan going somewhere in the background, and he moves with her back toward the bed. An arm slides around her, a hand finds the curve of her rump and he lifts her and essentially carries her the rest of the way, laying her down on the mattress and crawling up after her, lips pressing little kisses against the curve of her chin and the corner of her mouth. ]
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Right behind you.
[ They're back in the apartment, the dull drone of a fan going somewhere in the background, and he moves with her back toward the bed. An arm slides around her, a hand finds the curve of her rump and he lifts her and essentially carries her the rest of the way, laying her down on the mattress and crawling up after her, lips pressing little kisses against the curve of her chin and the corner of her mouth. ]