"That's not fair because the thing I want I can't currently have, soooo. Dealer's choice. You're the oh-so-experienced one. We've got the face sitting in the queue, once we've eaten..."
And there's a good ten or fifteen minutes until then.
"I know, dolcezza," he replies, gently, running a hand down to the small of her back. Even if he only, you know, recently found out. "I have no intention of getting you pregnant."
He leans against the table and watches her strip. Horror movies? He has to remind himself of what that is, and he doesn’t quite know what she’s talking about, but he smiles anyway.
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And there's a good ten or fifteen minutes until then.
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"You can have it whenever you want," he reminds her. "You're just being stubborn."
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Then, the grin fades a bit, and she rolls her eyes.
"Yeah, I can have it and then have a little Ezio baby, too. No, thank you. We don't know what's going on with the magic here."
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"It takes some effort to get pregnant, mia cara, it is not that much of a risk if we are careful."
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This is her being careful, and while the thump she gives his chest is entirely gentle, it's a warning to tread lightly, too.
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(Until she wants to, anyway...)
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She pats his arm. It's totally a saying.
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Don't mind her, ducking away from him to at least take off the top half of her suit. She pauses only momentarily as she does so.
"In horror movies, this is about the point where someone gets murdered."
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“I imagine that would ruin your mood and mine.”
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"Yeah, and I'd be pissed I missed out on my massage. Neck first."