[ The noise is noncommittal as he thinks, a rumble in his chest as he strokes his hand over Mystery's back, up and down, smoothing over his shirt, gently straightening where it's bunched at the hem, then back up again.
The problem is that there's no definition on this thing, is there? It's not as if they've set any sort of boundaries. They haven't even discussed it at length. They only fall into bed together, speak pretty words, and then walk away. It's as much Romance's fault as it is Mystery's. ]
You aren't an idiot. [ He tips his head to rest against Mystery's, eyes closing. ] We never defined anything. You were well within your rights to do as you pleased.
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[ The noise is noncommittal as he thinks, a rumble in his chest as he strokes his hand over Mystery's back, up and down, smoothing over his shirt, gently straightening where it's bunched at the hem, then back up again.
The problem is that there's no definition on this thing, is there? It's not as if they've set any sort of boundaries. They haven't even discussed it at length. They only fall into bed together, speak pretty words, and then walk away. It's as much Romance's fault as it is Mystery's. ]
You aren't an idiot. [ He tips his head to rest against Mystery's, eyes closing. ] We never defined anything. You were well within your rights to do as you pleased.