𝑹𝑒𝑒𝑑.

awfully quiet. what about letting bem and johnny take care of their little one, get the place for themselves?

they need some quality time together, don't they?

how smart his wife. of course, being throughout is the best course of action. don't mind reed leaning foward, a hand gently putting blonde locks back to cup her breast.

something he has throughly already studied.

[ hand immediately being placed around her waist, pulling her in. ] has life kept us apart, again? i missed you, dear.

my sue, my darling.

my wife.

a small twich of his lips betray his smile, as the explorer takes a step foward. “you look rather ravishing.” he has a thing for blondes, doesn't he? “and it makes me want to drag my fingers through your hair.”

how was space? where did you go um your last journey? send my regards to mantis.

if you're inviting, strange, then yes.

which is something i should know by now already. to not underestimate you. yet, i'd like to hear more of your thoughts.

what's wrong with me it's how i function. what's wrong with you, logan?

“and what if i do mean it?” features soften, eyes locked onto the god's.

crawling back to bed, stretching and coming back to his original form. “i got to make some calls first.”

forever in love with you.