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[ extending one hand towards her for help, he uses the other to push himself up ]

I was born ready. [ that doesn't work here does it. ah well. ]

[She laughs and loops her arms over his shoulders once he's up to slide in and kiss him.] I'm not sure baby me was as ready as you were.

We'll just have to make up for it now. [ he wraps his arm around her waist in return, smiling. ]

I wonder how Kara feels about having to knock on her own office door. [Leaning in for one of those make-up kisses.]

Pretty sure she gave up on it.

[ he kind of completely took over. 'kara's office' is what they call it, but they all know it's winn's - it was his bedroom, and now it's his work space.

proof: he's completely comfortable making out with her here, which he does. ]

Oh no, but what about all her personneling? [A joke really. What is that even?

Kissing. Kissing. Kissing. Pulling back.] I was supposed to be bedding you, wasn't I?

[ he would answer, but he's too busy with all the kissing - oh. the kissing's gone. :c ]

I thought that's what we were doing -

[She laughs.] With a bed in the room. Come on, hot stuff. [Stepping backward toward the door as if she needs those.]

Coming, honey -

[ following along, his smile turns just a touch giddier when they approach the door, he still gets so excited every time she phases him through something. ]

[She sees that reaction and falls 3% more in love with him even as she pulls him through the solid surface like it wasn't there.] I do love making you say that.

[ so by now she's about 845785748% in love with him? because it happens every time. ]

What, honey? [ cuz he threw it out there as half a joke but if she likes it, it can stick around. ]

[It's about that, yeah.] The other part. [It was a bad, dirty joke.]

[ he laughs and leans in for a kiss. ]

A little premature for that.

[ bad jokes are his jam. ]

[Hallway kisses—their specialty. You're welcome, Tourist!]

Fair point. I guess we should keep going. [Eyebrow waggle as she pulls him toward their room.]

[ aaaaaaaand there's that excited look again. as far as he's concern if you don't find phasing cool you're dead inside, ok.

he kisses her again once they're through. ]

[845785751%

She never expected someone to enjoy it this much or this long. She was just glad it didn't scare him. She really hopes it never does. It would hurt to lose this. But she isn't thinking loss as he kisses her. She isn't thinking anything. She's just feeling warm and happy and in love.]

[ well, it scared him when she half-pulled sascha through the door that night he woke them up months and months ago. but when she uses it like this? no way.

he indulges in kissing her for a while before leaning his forehead against hers as he catches his breath. ]

[It can be scary. Hell, sometimes what she can do scares her. But she's glad in moments like this it's only wonder and appreciation. She still worries he wouldn't want her if he really knew—saw—her past. But it's a past she doesn't want to return to either. Also not one she ever tried to hide, but there's telling and there's really knowing.

She nuzzles, smiling and out of breath.] Love you.

[ he doesn't know himself how he'd react if he really knew all the things she's done. maybe he's too comfortable with the excuse of I wasn't there, I can't pass judgment on that world, but to him it feels like what matters are her action when she has a choice. and when she has a choice she usually makes the right one. she had him worried when she went to hit sascha after he was already neutralized and sometimes he still worries that she didn't see his point of view there - but a past takes time to deal with, to completely disengage with. and as long as it doesn't escalate beyond one punch...he feels comfortable giving her some leeway because at the end of the day, he believes in her good heart.

smiling in return, he whispers breathlessly. ]

You're pretty nice too, I guess.

Hell yeah, I am. [She places a hand over his heart just to feel it beat under her palm.] We should go on a date. I mean, not now, but we should figure out a date thing.

[ he looks down to her hand on his chest and just feels the warmth flowing. ]

A date sounds great.

[ it's just what they both need, a little relaxation together. ]

[She kisses him again, glad he sounds into the idea too. It's not something she's been thinking about. Just a thing that popped into her mind in the moment. She loves how much she gets to see him but they don't do a lot of date type things. Though the Halloween party counts, right?]

Iskaulit? Unless the Atroma dump us somewhere better.

[ the halloween party totally counts! ]

You're on.

[ he kisses her cheek. he loves going on dates with her, and he always wishes he could have somewhere nice to take her. maybe he needs to put some of his lesser projects on a back burner and make such a place - but that'll have to wait for next time, or a couple times after that. ]

Tomorrow?

Tomorrow's perfect. [Nuzzling.] Who should plan it? I mean beyond what we just planned?

I'll take care of it. [ kissing her forehead, wheels already turning.

okay. what can he do with the iskaulit in one day? picnic in the garden? clear the chairs aside and make a dancefloor in the lecture hall? too obvious? ]