The comment makes Steve huff out a laugh, and maybe if he were feeling a little more insecure, it might worry him, but it doesn't. He knows that she cares about him, and wants him around for more than the fact that he's a fantastic lay.
She might not be able to talk about it yet, but that's okay. Steve isn't sure that he's ready yet, either. But he feels it, and so does she. That's good enough for now.
"You say that like I don't give as good as I get," he teases, sliding his hand along her body as she floats and cupping her between her legs, pressing his palm up where she's always so insanely warm. "I really want to drag you up into the grass and fuck you," he tells her, ducking under the water and resurfacing with his head between her legs, grinning as he tosses his wet hair back. "But I didn't bring a condom."
That hasn't always stopped them before, and he knows that she's on the pill, but he always leaves it up to her. Whatever they do is up to her, always, because he wants her to be safe and happy above all else.
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She might not be able to talk about it yet, but that's okay. Steve isn't sure that he's ready yet, either. But he feels it, and so does she. That's good enough for now.
"You say that like I don't give as good as I get," he teases, sliding his hand along her body as she floats and cupping her between her legs, pressing his palm up where she's always so insanely warm. "I really want to drag you up into the grass and fuck you," he tells her, ducking under the water and resurfacing with his head between her legs, grinning as he tosses his wet hair back. "But I didn't bring a condom."
That hasn't always stopped them before, and he knows that she's on the pill, but he always leaves it up to her. Whatever they do is up to her, always, because he wants her to be safe and happy above all else.