[There's something to be said for the beauty and joy of things off kilter. Like sight as the easiest difference. He gently tilts her head up again to kiss her in gratitude for the consideration. Knowing her lips are so close by and moving like they do it also feels natural to press his own to them. What started as a taste gets heat again. His skin is rough and warm to her touch.
He feels imperfect and perfect that way when she touches him like this. For being struck in the head so much he is smart enough to keep his doubts to himself, they're so small in comparison to the big balloon of love swelling large enough to envelope them both.]
Lethal. Yes.
[There's a smile again with a bit of an edge. Karen's seen him kick an ass or two into unconsciousness.]
Not with you. You're safe.
[From a full out beating. Matt's hands feel over her spine down her back to hey, her ass again and thighs admiring the way they fit even after. Except touching on Karen's body isn't something that he can do detached.]
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He feels imperfect and perfect that way when she touches him like this. For being struck in the head so much he is smart enough to keep his doubts to himself, they're so small in comparison to the big balloon of love swelling large enough to envelope them both.]
Lethal. Yes.
[There's a smile again with a bit of an edge. Karen's seen him kick an ass or two into unconsciousness.]
Not with you. You're safe.
[From a full out beating. Matt's hands feel over her spine down her back to hey, her ass again and thighs admiring the way they fit even after. Except touching on Karen's body isn't something that he can do detached.]