[ He rolls his eyes, but laughs. She's too much. ]
I'm glad I made you come. [ Malcolm licks his lips, still able to taste her on his mouth. He holds up one of his restraints. ] Want to cuff me to the bed?
Oh baby, do I ever. [ She wiggles her eyebrows cartoonishly at him, but they are both too tired for her to push the innuendo further. Instead, she leans over and closes the straps on his wrists. ]
It's fine. I'm used to screams. [ Arkham wasn't exactly a chill place, even in the small hours of the night.
Harley kisses him sweetly for a long moment. It's very tempting to stay in bed next to him, but she doesn't want to push her luck. She turns off the light and curls up alone in the other bed.
She wants to tell him she loves him again, but after spending so much time saying it to Joker with nothing in return... Well, doing it a second time feels ... Pathetic. Malcolm isn't that man, but she doesn't want to be that woman again. ]
[ Malcolm reaches up with both hands to cup her head and is annoyed when they don't reach because of the restraints. Moving a bit, he's able to at least get one on her face. He smiles at her when she pulls away. ]
Good night.
[ It's not her, as cliche as that is. Malcolm also doesn't want to lie to her and tell her that he loves her when he doesn't feel it yet. He hopes that he's showing her what he feels for her, much better than Joker ever did. ]
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I'm glad I made you come. [ Malcolm licks his lips, still able to taste her on his mouth. He holds up one of his restraints. ] Want to cuff me to the bed?
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How's that? Not too tight?
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That's good. Thanks. [ The leads are shorter than his ones back home, but he'll make this work. ]
If I wake you up in the middle of the night, I apologize in advance.
[ It's not that many hours until dawn, but he doubts he'll sleep for too long anyway. ]
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Harley kisses him sweetly for a long moment. It's very tempting to stay in bed next to him, but she doesn't want to push her luck. She turns off the light and curls up alone in the other bed.
She wants to tell him she loves him again, but after spending so much time saying it to Joker with nothing in return... Well, doing it a second time feels ... Pathetic. Malcolm isn't that man, but she doesn't want to be that woman again. ]
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Good night.
[ It's not her, as cliche as that is. Malcolm also doesn't want to lie to her and tell her that he loves her when he doesn't feel it yet. He hopes that he's showing her what he feels for her, much better than Joker ever did. ]