[He picks up on the alteration of what she says. It. He is uncertain of whether that is a deliberate alteration or a misunderstanding, but it leaves a stretch of silence between them while she noses into his neck. He thinks he might just be able to lean into this for a little while -- until the storm passes, at least.
Then he'll have a nice long shower. Maybe she would join him.]
It was. But I said you.
[He shifts, pulling himself out of her when he does. It takes effort for him to climb over her and onto the bed. It isn't long before he tries to tug her along with him.]
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Then he'll have a nice long shower. Maybe she would join him.]
It was. But I said you.
[He shifts, pulling himself out of her when he does. It takes effort for him to climb over her and onto the bed. It isn't long before he tries to tug her along with him.]