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And continuing on.... B&W

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Warren pouted ever so slightly when she pulled away, though he didn't complain. He did pull the blanket carefully back over them once he gained his breath back.

"Wish I had done that sooner." He smiled in the dim light at her, his thumb tracing her lips lightly.

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"Here's me complaining." He leaned in kissing her deeply, pulling her closer to him.

She sighed softly against his lips as she felt herself being pulled against him. She deepened the kiss and parted her lips against his. Her hands softly moved across his body. She was trying to be as careful as possible not to hurt him.

He moaned a little at her touches, not in pain at least, it was more of a half purr if he could purr that is. He was tempted to move so he was on his back, though he knew his wings would scream for that.

She paused momentarily when he made that little noise.

"Is that nice Bebi?" She asked in a half whisper as she nibbled on his lower lip.

He gave a small nod. "Very much so Tonbo." If she was going to give him a nickname he was giving her one, and Dragonfly sounded a lot better than 'lover who can and will kick my ass', yes he let that little bit slip through his thoughts hoping she'd get a chuckle over it too.

She did chuckle at that. Also amused by how quick they had both given each other nicknames.

"Damn right I can kick your ass....but I'd rather stare at it. It is a nice ass."

"You know I think you'd be one of the few women I wouldn't mind being rough with me." He grinned at her.

"I guess I wouldn't mind...depending on what kind of rough you mean..." She winked at him.

Warren chuckled a little. "Oh I don't know, we could probably think of something."

"Well today, while you're still hurt, we won't be too rough."

She smiled and leaned in, nibbling along his neck.

He groaned a little as she nibbled at him. "Probably a good thing I heal fast right?" He smirked a little.

She grinned at that biting his neck firmly before sucking at that spot, so it will leave a mark. Her tongue sliding across the tender flesh.

"So how much can you move without hurting?" She asked quietly, breathing softly against his ear. Her hands gliding up his arm softly.

"Most the damage should be healed, it's all minor things now." He lied a little, but he could handle the pain the ribs were giving him. "What do you have in mind?" He barely whispered back.

"Something a little more energetic and that requires a little more movement."

She grinned slightly. "...of course I'm talking about going for a jog..." She giggled as she joked and stared into his eyes.

And there's a pout, because FFS that's just mean Betsy! "God I hope you're kidding." He rolled them so he was on top lightly pinning her. "Because I can think of better exercise." There was a grin on his face.

Betsy chuckled softly and bit her lip as he rolled them over. She blushed lightly.

"Oh I could of said that I was serious, but I'm not that cruel....besides I think I know what exercise you're talking about." She hooked one of her legs around his thigh gently.

Warren chuckled a little. Damn it now I can't tickle her, she not with that look. He purred as he leaned in kissing her deeply.

"Only if you're into it. I'm not the kind to force anyone into anything."

She was going to remark on his thought but was distracted by his deep kiss. Her lips moved with his almost like it was second nature to her.

"Of course I'm into it...wouldn't be here right now otherwise." She chuckled and bit his bottom lip gently.

"Good, I'd hate to think you were just here because you felt bad about me being foolishly protective over you and the others." He shifted a little so he could slip an arm under her while the free hand traced her body with a soft feathery touch.

She closed her eyes as his hand ghosted over her body. Her tongue running along her lower lip as she relaxed. Her eyes re-opened slowly and she peered into his eyes.

"I'm here with you because I care about...more than I probably should. I feel different with you, I feel safe and warm. And I think it's safe to say I have deep feelings for you." She confessed quietly.

Warren looked into her eyes smiling a little. "Glad you're here, I need to know you're safe. I know it's silly right?" Before she could respond he brushed the hair from her face claiming her lips.

Because of the kiss her response was a muffled noise. A soft acceptance to his claim. She parted her lips for him, her hands running along his arms softly.

Warren shifted a little so that he could sit up a little.

"I'll behave, but you can't be that comfortable with your jeans on."

She chuckled softly.

"You're right...I'm not very comfortable with these jeans on..." She slowly undid them and wriggled out of them inch by inch.

"I feel much better...well except for this shirt." She unbuttoned it and took it off, laying it next to her.

Damn... I was really going to behave, you really are evil Betsy. He thought not meaning to send it. He had watched her undress slipping out of his pajama bottoms before crawling up over her again kissing a trail from her navel up to her lips.

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