[ That last point is precisely the kind of situation Bruce is more worried about. Actually, 'worried' isn't a good word, because he's not really worried; he's too far into the realm of excited and aroused to be truly worried about someone trying to come inside just because they hear noises coming from the room. ]
I thought the door didn't lock. [ He offers with the same lilt of amusement, lips twitching into a grin when he hears her giggle. The sound alone makes his stomach flutter, like they're in their twenties and he can't even look up at Betty without feeling the metaphorical butterflies, and she's smiling at him and leaning close for their first kiss, and he gives her that like he has everything else since then.
Moments like this make him realize he never really moved past that phase where he just went around carrying an intense and hopeless crush for her, but he doesn't mind. It's kind of sweet, he thinks, even if a little silly.
He still bites back the sounds threatening to spill past his lips, though, biting his lower lip and pressing himself back against the door. But her warm breath hits his damp skin and he can't keep the soft gasp from coming out, not too loud but there nonetheless, his hands sliding to her armpits and his thumbs digging underneath the pad of her bra. Payback of sorts. ]
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I thought the door didn't lock. [ He offers with the same lilt of amusement, lips twitching into a grin when he hears her giggle. The sound alone makes his stomach flutter, like they're in their twenties and he can't even look up at Betty without feeling the metaphorical butterflies, and she's smiling at him and leaning close for their first kiss, and he gives her that like he has everything else since then.
Moments like this make him realize he never really moved past that phase where he just went around carrying an intense and hopeless crush for her, but he doesn't mind. It's kind of sweet, he thinks, even if a little silly.
He still bites back the sounds threatening to spill past his lips, though, biting his lower lip and pressing himself back against the door. But her warm breath hits his damp skin and he can't keep the soft gasp from coming out, not too loud but there nonetheless, his hands sliding to her armpits and his thumbs digging underneath the pad of her bra. Payback of sorts. ]