[Perhaps the alcohol had taken the edge off something that would have otherwise been an incredible leap into something that was already difficult to talk about for the both of them - but the reason he was doing this at all was definitely not as a result of any alcohol in his system.
By now he was sober enough to know, understand and accept the consequences of this. 'Later' could mean as far forward in the future as the following morning... they didn't necessarily need to share their thoughts about this thing that was happening with words, this sufficed.
Roy almost fell toward her as fingers slid across his cheeks, happy to indulge in kisses that seemed to grow gradually more intense. Broken only by those words that had sort of sealed the deal in his head. If she wasn't in the process of loosening his tie he might have been a little more cautious about assuming that he would he here by the morning, but even now - if she backed off, if there was the slightest hint that they weren't thinking along the same lines he would always stop.
He liked to make his intentions well known, either way - which might have been the reason why his hands were drifting, stopping about her hips for only a moment, fingers curling into the fabric of her dress to make it bunch and maybe even tug it up sightly.]
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By now he was sober enough to know, understand and accept the consequences of this. 'Later' could mean as far forward in the future as the following morning... they didn't necessarily need to share their thoughts about this thing that was happening with words, this sufficed.
Roy almost fell toward her as fingers slid across his cheeks, happy to indulge in kisses that seemed to grow gradually more intense. Broken only by those words that had sort of sealed the deal in his head. If she wasn't in the process of loosening his tie he might have been a little more cautious about assuming that he would he here by the morning, but even now - if she backed off, if there was the slightest hint that they weren't thinking along the same lines he would always stop.
He liked to make his intentions well known, either way - which might have been the reason why his hands were drifting, stopping about her hips for only a moment, fingers curling into the fabric of her dress to make it bunch and maybe even tug it up sightly.]