[ With her cupping his face in her hands, he can no longer look away. Nor does he want to. Being held like this, by Felicia? Peter's made some stupid choices, and he's not about to make another by wrenching himself free. No, he's sticking around. He's listening. Meeting her gaze when she replies, looking her in the eye in a way he really hasn't with anyone else. At least not for a long time. ]
Happy's pushing it.
...Kidding. There were definitely happy moments. The stuff that kept me going. You were involved in a lot of those.
[ It almost tickles, once she appraises his jawline. But for once, he's having a hard time being distracted. Right now, this is too important for him to just... drift away. To become the one-man peanut gallery that is Spider-Man and retreat, emotionally, from the matter at hand. So he may joke still, attempting to buffer the emotional impact of proceedings with a quip, but he's as present now as he'll ever be.
For even though it still scares him, he knows he needs this. And he knows she does, too.
Once she starts sitting on his lap, how could he ever doubt it? He laughs at the brazenness with which she moves. A distinct lack of hesitation that he wishes he had, doing away with any meddling inhibitions. He wants to kiss her here, now that she's so close... but inhibitions of his own keep him from doing so. Too soon, he tells himself. Like he needs to know more before he can be sure, before he can commit his heart yet again, no matter how much he trusts Felicia. ]
Don't worry. I'm not extending an invitation any time soon. Seems they're kinda busy off-world, anyway.
But don't have change just for me, Cat-- Felicia. I just like that you wanna be better.
Seriously. That means a lot to me.
And I know I could stand to pull the stick out of my proverbial, but.
[ He's interrupted by the nuzzling. Stunned, even. Her clambering onto his lap didn't phase him that much, but this did. Something about the intimacy of the gesture, the extended proximity it entailed... really reached him. Prior to this, he wasn't planning to get this close, for them to basically have started cuddling on her sofa. An hour ago, playing Smash seemed more realistic in his mind. ]
Well for everything you give, you're getting the same in return.
[ In a gesture that surprises even himself, Peter nuzzles back. He tilts his head to gently brush his forehead against her cheek, acting like he's just discovered another species' love language. ]
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Happy's pushing it.
...Kidding. There were definitely happy moments. The stuff that kept me going. You were involved in a lot of those.
[ It almost tickles, once she appraises his jawline. But for once, he's having a hard time being distracted. Right now, this is too important for him to just... drift away. To become the one-man peanut gallery that is Spider-Man and retreat, emotionally, from the matter at hand. So he may joke still, attempting to buffer the emotional impact of proceedings with a quip, but he's as present now as he'll ever be.
For even though it still scares him, he knows he needs this. And he knows she does, too.
Once she starts sitting on his lap, how could he ever doubt it? He laughs at the brazenness with which she moves. A distinct lack of hesitation that he wishes he had, doing away with any meddling inhibitions. He wants to kiss her here, now that she's so close... but inhibitions of his own keep him from doing so. Too soon, he tells himself. Like he needs to know more before he can be sure, before he can commit his heart yet again, no matter how much he trusts Felicia. ]
Don't worry. I'm not extending an invitation any time soon. Seems they're kinda busy off-world, anyway.
But don't have change just for me, Cat-- Felicia. I just like that you wanna be better.
Seriously. That means a lot to me.
And I know I could stand to pull the stick out of my proverbial, but.
[ He's interrupted by the nuzzling. Stunned, even. Her clambering onto his lap didn't phase him that much, but this did. Something about the intimacy of the gesture, the extended proximity it entailed... really reached him. Prior to this, he wasn't planning to get this close, for them to basically have started cuddling on her sofa. An hour ago, playing Smash seemed more realistic in his mind. ]
Well for everything you give, you're getting the same in return.
[ In a gesture that surprises even himself, Peter nuzzles back. He tilts his head to gently brush his forehead against her cheek, acting like he's just discovered another species' love language. ]
Reciprocity.