[Truth be told, he's so worked up by now that too much teasing isn't something he could really bear either-- not that he'll say so. But Elizabeth might notice the hint of relief that crosses his face when she asks for him... not just his fingers, but all of him.
He lets his hand linger where it is for just the slightest moment longer before withdrawing it and leaning down to give her another kiss, since her own motor functions seem to be somewhat stuck thanks to that hand.]
Hold on.
[He hates to have to move away from her, but he needs to sit up so that he can get the condoms out of the nightstand drawer. To his credit this time, he manages to open the wrapper and get it on without almost slingshotting it across the room, though he can't quite stop himself from joking about that little incident.]
Looks like this one wasn't fast enough to get away.
September 26th - The Marathon
He lets his hand linger where it is for just the slightest moment longer before withdrawing it and leaning down to give her another kiss, since her own motor functions seem to be somewhat stuck thanks to that hand.]
Hold on.
[He hates to have to move away from her, but he needs to sit up so that he can get the condoms out of the nightstand drawer. To his credit this time, he manages to open the wrapper and get it on without almost slingshotting it across the room, though he can't quite stop himself from joking about that little incident.]
Looks like this one wasn't fast enough to get away.