[she can do that!! he does look back at her, but he's stiff and tense, tightly wound and prepared to jerk back. but even though every instinct tells him that he should, that's he's already pushed way, way too far? the gentle press of her mouth against his grounds him in place for reasons he can't yet explain]
[it helps that it's not nearly as intense as earlier, it helps that this feels more like a bookend to the game participation between them, but. he does reciprocate. light and slow, and nothing more]
[She lingers there for a while, but doesn't escalate the kiss any further. Maybe it's something like a cooldown, rather than stopping so harshly after they got worked up so much. It makes sense for workouts, right?]
[it's still probably not a good idea, but he lingers well, keeping his hands firmly shoved into his pockets as he does so. and when the kiss has gone on long enough, he's again the one to break it, although. . . much less suddenly than before]
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[she at least... gets both her feet back on the ground]
I guess I probably took things... a little far. Without talking to him more seriously...
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It-- wasn't just. You.
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[she takes a deep breath to try to calm down a little, and draws her hands back to just rest lightly on his shoulders]
I'll talk to him. It's fine, he'll probably be weird and encouraging about it anyway.
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No, it's-- fine. You don't have to talk to him.
[shifting a little, suddenly jittery. he SUPER doesn't want to be pestered by Joker about this??]
I said I can't do anything beyond the game, and I meant that.
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That doesn't mean you have to do anything.
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. . . right.
[rubs at his nose and looks away again]
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[She tries to touch his cheek and turn his face back for another kiss—much less intense, this time, trying for slow and firm and reassuring]
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[it helps that it's not nearly as intense as earlier, it helps that this feels more like a bookend to the game participation between them, but. he does reciprocate. light and slow, and nothing more]
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. . .
Good luck?
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Ah... yeah. You too?
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[CLEARS HIS THROAT. . . like he's going to say something else, but. at the last minute? he decides against it]
[with that, he rubs his nose one last time, before finally turning on his heel and heading off]
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