[It doesn't require a great deal of coordination to lead her to the hotel, not when he knows exactly how to get there, when he's been there before -- but of course, he won't tell her that, she doesn't need to know the details of any other experiences he's had like this. Better for both of them to pretend that it's special, and, if he concentrates on it long enough, it does feel that way.
Maybe it's just a certain sense of hopeless romance that makes him believe it, a sense that he shouldn't have, not after all these years, not after all the things he's seen, but that he oddly clings to all the same, but there is something about it that feels...
Right? Romantic? Affectionate, certainly. Fraught with sexual tension, certainly; he'd be crazy to think it wasn't, especially with what he's intending to do here, what they're both here to do. But there's something else to it, too, something that feels... right. Comfortable. And, yes, maybe a little loving.
So when she turns to him and asks that question, when he looks around the room and sees the beautiful decorations, the bed, the way the moonlight is coming in through the window, he just has to smile, mirroring that bittersweet expression on her face unintentionally.]
Not yet. But y'know, I think I could be. I really think I could be.
[And in this moment, it feels true. So of course he has to draw her close for another kiss.]
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Maybe it's just a certain sense of hopeless romance that makes him believe it, a sense that he shouldn't have, not after all these years, not after all the things he's seen, but that he oddly clings to all the same, but there is something about it that feels...
Right? Romantic? Affectionate, certainly. Fraught with sexual tension, certainly; he'd be crazy to think it wasn't, especially with what he's intending to do here, what they're both here to do. But there's something else to it, too, something that feels... right. Comfortable. And, yes, maybe a little loving.
So when she turns to him and asks that question, when he looks around the room and sees the beautiful decorations, the bed, the way the moonlight is coming in through the window, he just has to smile, mirroring that bittersweet expression on her face unintentionally.]
Not yet. But y'know, I think I could be. I really think I could be.
[And in this moment, it feels true. So of course he has to draw her close for another kiss.]