"It--" Phil wanted to say it didn't matter, but it kind of did, right now. He hated that it was a consideration. "Probably, yes." Part of him wondered if getting up and going back to the bedroom would break whatever spell they were under out here. "Or we could just stay out here and keep doing this," he offered, kissing Clint back and settling more of his weight onto him.
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Date: 2012-05-28 11:55 pm (UTC)