[There's nothing that could draw her out of the moment now, nothing that could make her pull away from Dick now. He shifts away and it takes no effort for him to pull her with him. She goes eagerly, unwilling to leave any large amount of space between them.]
Bed. Clothes too?
[Her tone echoes his, urgent and needy, wanting so much more than they have now. It's only that this is the first time, only that they've never been together before that keeps her from tearing his shirt off herself right now. It doesn't stop her from gripping it in her hands, however, torn between undressing him, undressing herself, or simply pulling him onto the bed with her.
There are too many things she wants desperately from him and she's almost spoiled for choice with him in her bedroom now. In the end she decides to give him what he asked for first, swings around to back herself up to the bed, sits and tries to pull him down over her.]
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Bed. Clothes too?
[Her tone echoes his, urgent and needy, wanting so much more than they have now. It's only that this is the first time, only that they've never been together before that keeps her from tearing his shirt off herself right now. It doesn't stop her from gripping it in her hands, however, torn between undressing him, undressing herself, or simply pulling him onto the bed with her.
There are too many things she wants desperately from him and she's almost spoiled for choice with him in her bedroom now. In the end she decides to give him what he asked for first, swings around to back herself up to the bed, sits and tries to pull him down over her.]