[He doesn't pull away until he's absolutely sure every last ounce of pleasure has been wrung out of her, but when he does, there's definitely a look of self-satisfaction on his face. His hand stays on her thigh, almost helping to prop her up against the counter, but he doesn't bother to get off of the ground yet.]
[Waving a hand, Angela needs a few moments before she can find her voice again. Breathing, normally at least, is hard but doable so when she does answer his question, the words are strained and shaky.]
[He is riled up, but for once, he doesn't want it to be about that. Maybe it's because he's feeling a little romantic. The kind of romantic that might make him say stupid things, if he's not careful.]
[She'll get to him, give it to him as good as he gave it to her, if not better, just not right now. Still, she wants him to know she hasn't forgotten about his pleasure.]
[Angela huffs another laugh, finally opening her eyes to look at him.]
Since when do you have self-restraint?
[She's never seen him practice it. Not that she's complaining about all the times he's jumped on her and they ended up in bed. Just making an observation.]
True. [She pushes herself up on one elbow, staring at him oddly. This is strange from him. It's nice, of course, but strange and new.] You never not try anything, though.
[Angela drawls that out because that is not what she wants to hear. He's not here to be at her beck and call and yes, respecting her consent is great, but she feels there's a lot more than just that behind his words.]
[This could be bad. It could be good too, but with Jimmy, Angela never knows which is which until it actually happens. And his response is enough to make her sit up, bare ass on the linoleum, legs crossed in front of it.]
[He's not exactly looking for a declaration of love here. He just wants to feel like he means something to her. He's not sure how to express that, though.]
Y'know. What the depth of those feelings are. 'cause I care for a lotta people, y'know, and carin' ain't the same as... as wantin' to be with someone, or really carin' about them. It ain't some kinda huge thing... I'm just curious.
[Angela sighs, carding a hand through her hair. She doesn't want to hurt him if he wants more than what she's willing to give. She hasn't even given him a title like 'boyfriend'. He's just a guy she enjoys spending time with, having sex with, and things like that. Her mistake was thinking it would be mutual forever.]
I can't lie and say I love you. But like I said, I care about you. If you're happy. If you're comfortable with what we have. [A beat.] But now I get the feeling you want more.
[Every time he's thought he's had it, it hasn't worked out. Love isn't all it's cracked up to be. He's content trying not to fall in love with other people. He often fails, but he doesn't expect it to be reciprocated anymore.]
I don't want anythin' more. I just wanted to know where we stood. That it wasn't just about the sex, y'know? That you like me as a person, too. It ain't about love.
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So. Does that count as me gettin' into trouble?
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Whatever you want, you can totally have it.
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[Still grinning. Still cocky.]
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At any rate, she waves her hand again and finally gives in to her weak knees, aliding down to the kitchen floor.]
I need to sit down.
[Only it's more like lying down by the looks of it. The floor's nice and cool against her sweaty skin.]
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You okay over there?
[Because as well as she knows Jimmy, she bets her entire paycheck that he's riled up.]
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[He is riled up, but for once, he doesn't want it to be about that. Maybe it's because he's feeling a little romantic. The kind of romantic that might make him say stupid things, if he's not careful.]
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[She'll get to him, give it to him as good as he gave it to her, if not better, just not right now. Still, she wants him to know she hasn't forgotten about his pleasure.]
Jesus...
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[Yep. There was some of that whole goddamn romantic thing. Oops.]
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You say that now, but how long will looking and not touching be enough?
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[He just usually doesn't want to.]
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Since when do you have self-restraint?
[She's never seen him practice it. Not that she's complaining about all the times he's jumped on her and they ended up in bed. Just making an observation.]
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[Although he does still have his hand on her cheek.]
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[That's dangerous. He shouldn't be saying anything at all, but Jimmy isn't good at shutting up once he gets started.]
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[Angela drawls that out because that is not what she wants to hear. He's not here to be at her beck and call and yes, respecting her consent is great, but she feels there's a lot more than just that behind his words.]
This isn't about sex, is it?
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[It's really not, and although he's able to make a joking comment, he goes back to being thoughtful a few seconds later.]
Nah, you're right, it ain't. Not entirely, I mean.
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What is it then?
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[How the hell does he phrase this? Oh well, he might as well just blurt it out.]
Do you just like me 'cause of the sex, or could you, y'know, have feelin's for me?
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This is... something. Angela cares for him. She does very much and she can't lie and say she doesn't enjoy the sex, but if he's looking for more...]
Are you asking if I care about you? Because I do.
[Good, good. Answer a question with a question and avoid saying the L word.]
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[He's not exactly looking for a declaration of love here. He just wants to feel like he means something to her. He's not sure how to express that, though.]
Y'know. What the depth of those feelings are. 'cause I care for a lotta people, y'know, and carin' ain't the same as... as wantin' to be with someone, or really carin' about them. It ain't some kinda huge thing... I'm just curious.
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I can't lie and say I love you. But like I said, I care about you. If you're happy. If you're comfortable with what we have. [A beat.] But now I get the feeling you want more.
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[Every time he's thought he's had it, it hasn't worked out. Love isn't all it's cracked up to be. He's content trying not to fall in love with other people. He often fails, but he doesn't expect it to be reciprocated anymore.]
I don't want anythin' more. I just wanted to know where we stood. That it wasn't just about the sex, y'know? That you like me as a person, too. It ain't about love.
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[Somewhat a lie. She says she's not looking for it and by that, she means actively. She'll accept it if it falls into her lap. It hasn't yet.]
So that's where we stand. I like you. I enjoy your company. And if you ever needed anything, I will be there for you. The sex is just a perk.
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