"I grew out of my nefariousness a long while ago. Too old for bad intentions." Now Cobb's just playing, especially since they both love to mock his age. He's far from a perfect person but he's never been a bad person. He's comfortably lived in a gray zone, leaning more on the light gray than the dark. He's dangerous in a roundabout way, he's no slouch, but he also can't imagine touching a hair on her head with bad intent. The necklace and her trust will be in good hands.
It's been so long since someone touched him at all let alone like this. Her hands don't need to be on skin to be felt, they're warm through the light fabric of his shirt. Cobb would agree with her about the kiss, much as they both want it. There's no way that would keep simple. He'd want to kiss her until they were both breathless. It's fine. That's what fantasy's for. He's sure going to indulge one of those tonight after they part ways.
"Exactly, no term I can think of." Friends that are hot for each other? They aren't friends with benefits (yet). Cobb smiles at her little flirtation and joke about the tattoo. "I don't have a tattoo, but I've got a star-shaped scar on my back." You know, in case she's curious for her own thoughts about him. "I'll show you some time." The star might even look good, if it wasn't the sign of his owner, and that his owner purposely cut into his skin to leave it there permanently. He was little at the time too. It's just one of those things he lives with. He doesn't mean to bring down the good mood they've gotten into though so he doesn't go deeper into it.
He loves how her hair tumbles. He could run his fingers through it all day and still manage not to touch every strand, that's how much of it there is. Cobb doesn't really know what she's doing with his collar but she's tugging and the shirt goes with it. It's a loose and long t-shirt, it's not hard to do that. He gets the picture once she situates it where she wants it and pauses. He nods since she can't see his smile. Whatever she wants is his theme in this relationship.
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Date: 2021-02-21 05:16 pm (UTC)It's been so long since someone touched him at all let alone like this. Her hands don't need to be on skin to be felt, they're warm through the light fabric of his shirt. Cobb would agree with her about the kiss, much as they both want it. There's no way that would keep simple. He'd want to kiss her until they were both breathless. It's fine. That's what fantasy's for. He's sure going to indulge one of those tonight after they part ways.
"Exactly, no term I can think of." Friends that are hot for each other? They aren't friends with benefits (yet). Cobb smiles at her little flirtation and joke about the tattoo. "I don't have a tattoo, but I've got a star-shaped scar on my back." You know, in case she's curious for her own thoughts about him. "I'll show you some time." The star might even look good, if it wasn't the sign of his owner, and that his owner purposely cut into his skin to leave it there permanently. He was little at the time too. It's just one of those things he lives with. He doesn't mean to bring down the good mood they've gotten into though so he doesn't go deeper into it.
He loves how her hair tumbles. He could run his fingers through it all day and still manage not to touch every strand, that's how much of it there is. Cobb doesn't really know what she's doing with his collar but she's tugging and the shirt goes with it. It's a loose and long t-shirt, it's not hard to do that. He gets the picture once she situates it where she wants it and pauses. He nods since she can't see his smile. Whatever she wants is his theme in this relationship.