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world's greatest grandpa. ([personal profile] mahem) wrote2020-05-21 01:16 pm

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redrighthanded: (destiny; reflection)

[personal profile] redrighthanded 2021-11-25 02:57 pm (UTC)(link)
[ He leans down a bit to kiss her forehead, then the tip of her nose. It feels a little like they're whistling through the graveyard, but he can't think of anything else he can offer her, or anything else they can do. It is what it is. And it hurts. ]

Yeah, we'll keep them safe. [ His forehead resting gently against hers, his hand drops to her chest, a big broad fingertip tracing a circle over her heart. ] Right here.
redrighthanded: (fond; lean in)

[personal profile] redrighthanded 2021-11-25 04:06 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Even if all he can do is calm her down and make her feel safe, Hellboy will consider it more than enough. One of the most frustrating things about being stuck in the city is how often he has to face problems he can't fight with his fists or magical talismans. He's not used to that kind of thing and it's hard to reckon with, but making sure Harley is okay -- that, he can do.

He leans into that kiss, groaning softly in the back of his throat when she lingers, his hand sliding around to her shoulder to keep her close. When she pulls back, he stays near, nudging his face against hers, kissing her cheek and tasting salt.
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Yeah, we should do that. Maybe try not to get so distracted this time. [ As he says every time they have a movie night, and end up getting distracted anyway. ]
redrighthanded: (kiss; just a moment)

[personal profile] redrighthanded 2021-11-25 05:46 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Even though the moment isn't the best one, Hellboy's willing to do anything if it keeps her smiling like that. And even though they've known each other for a year, that magnetism and need hasn't dimmed all that much; the way she presses herself against him still lights him up inside, especially when she's kissing him as well.

He grins against the curve of her neck, nudging his nose up underneath her ear. His left hand slides thoughtfully down her back.
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Mmm. Maybe you just gotta stay out of my lap. [ Not that he'll stop her, or do anything about it once she's there. ] You're just too distracting, baby.
redrighthanded: (skin; brick shithouse)

[personal profile] redrighthanded 2021-12-02 05:39 pm (UTC)(link)
[ He definitely doesn't mind this kind of distraction. There are things they need to talk about, he knows that, but he's starting to think that maybe sometimes talking about the hard stuff can happen without actually saying anything at all. The way she folds in against him tells him what he wants to hear, after all; that she feels safe with him, that she wants him to be closer. He doesn't know how better to express it back at her than by pulling her in even more, letting her know as much as he can how grateful he is that she's still there, after everything they've been through together.

And, after all, he's still (mostly) human; he can't help groaning a little at the way she rolls her hips against him, their bodies somehow always lined up perfectly despite the differences in their size. He grins and chuckles softly, brushing the backs of his fingers over her cheek.
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Yeah, that's pretty distracting. [ His right hand moves a bit, encouraging her to keep going. His smile turns thoughtful, maybe a little mischievous. ] You remember what we keep talking about? You sitting on me and not allowed to move? Maybe we should do that.