[ gwen's fingertip touches his throat, and like an animal that knows trust, he leans into it, lets her finger run the tattooed line that leads down to his collarbones and drops off after that. her fingertips are resting on his chest and in an instant he takes them in hand, which is shaking. and a little clammy by the by. his eyes look down a long moment, taking it in. he's bringing her palm up now, slinging one of her arms around his shoulder and pocketing his phone so his other hand can rest softly on her cheek. ]

Didn't mean to ruin your badass plans to come and join me where the air quality sucks but the magic is electrifying.

[ multiverse hopping and it was going to be epic. the idea that gwen could have one day maybe buzzed his doorbell makes him both giddy and sick because they're just here and even though they make here work, they make this city work, it still twists his stomach up in knots. ]

This dumb city missed me a little too much. Lucky us... [ with a choked up laugh ] So... Gwen... [ quieter, a whisper, pushing his forehead to hers, lifting her bangs up with the nudge as he noses in close. he can feel the faint tremoring of the other submissives around them, mostly new, waiting for their own designated dominant escort. maybe a little selfishly, he pulls in closer, seeks her protection even when he's too tall for it. ]

Will you take me home? Catch me up? [ he presses his lips together in a brief line, nerves. ]