[ Roy chuckles at the sound of her fond exasperation. He thinks it's almost as great of a sound as her happy giggle, or even better - her breathy moans. When she pulls the covers up over them, he shifts a bit so that they're more settled against the pillows. Roy gives off a fair amount of heat in general, so the room and house are usually kept cool in temperature, but he makes sure to the covers are over her enough and his body close to her should make it so she doesn't get cold.
Her admission draws a satisfied hum from him, and he trails his hand up and down her arm, enjoying the feel of her skin beneath his fingertips. That she feels safe with him makes him feel good, and it's accurate - whether they're in his home or out in the world; he'd never let anything bad happen to her while he's around. ]
You are safe here with me. [ Spoken as a promise. ]
Consider me your scowly bodyguard boyfriend. Like that fucking movie, with Whitney Houston. Except I think it doesn't have a happy ending, so scrap that part. [ He's the worst with movies, always thinking up and suggesting ones that have sad endings. One of the many benefits of having Alexis as his girlfriend, she knows the feel good rom coms, he knows the sad dramas. ]
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Her admission draws a satisfied hum from him, and he trails his hand up and down her arm, enjoying the feel of her skin beneath his fingertips. That she feels safe with him makes him feel good, and it's accurate - whether they're in his home or out in the world; he'd never let anything bad happen to her while he's around. ]
You are safe here with me. [ Spoken as a promise. ]
Consider me your scowly bodyguard boyfriend. Like that fucking movie, with Whitney Houston. Except I think it doesn't have a happy ending, so scrap that part. [ He's the worst with movies, always thinking up and suggesting ones that have sad endings. One of the many benefits of having Alexis as his girlfriend, she knows the feel good rom coms, he knows the sad dramas. ]