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There was nothing that could warm his heart more than the way she eased into him. Axel enjoyed the way they spoke; it could be emotional, it could be heavy, but one of them would crack a joke enough to break the intensity, even if just for a moment. "Suppose it is a downgrade, but we'd be on the run baby, we'd have the world at our feet." He snickered softly, knowing it wasn't the case at all. The playful comment certainly made him wish to admit just how much he wanted her to quit, but it'd never be something he wanted to share. It was her choice, and he'd be damned if he tried to influence that. Despite her difficulties with eye contact, he noticed just how she seemed to try; it reminded him a great deal of why he appreciated her so much. There was a sweetness in her admissions, in her vulnerability. She wasn't someone who was weak, or easy to sway. Everything she gave him was truly given; it wasn't lured out or manipulated; it was honest. She was a rare person to find, and he was determined to make her feel that. Just like in that moment when she relaxed into him, truly relaxed against him and got herself comfortable. It was worth more to him than words could express.<br/>
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For a moment, it felt like he was in heaven. The beautiful woman snug against him, even accepting the way his arm curled around her. Tempest's comment, however, had him snickering. The male let have that one, he was turning soppy, but she made him as such. By now, he understood her personality. The fact that she'd chosen to tease it meant that it had meant something to her, which he was all too happy to know. It was as if she couldn't allow herself to get too close, which he could understand. After what she'd been through, it was strong of her just to trust him as much as she did; it may not have been entirely, but the fact that he could help her meant a lot. It's all he wanted to do, it's all he felt he had the power to do. After all, there was no way he could remove her pain, no way he could truly carry her burden for her. So if he could protect her and take care of her to some degree, it felt like he was at least helping. Axel didn't like feeling unable to help when someone was suffering so much. <br/>
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Axel had noticed how she'd begun to sit up, as if she was expecting him to leave. The surprise on her features was enough to tell him that she truly had not expected those words to come from him. He wondered if her toying with the bottle was a way of her trying to divert her attention, and therefore her answer. The last thing he wanted to do was make her uneasy. As she eyed him, he eyed her back, glancing at his beer as she had. "Oh no, no. I can drive home." He assured her, giving her a slightly disapproving look. Did she think he'd really try to force her to take him in for the night? He hoped not. Before he could reprimand her, the cute nose crinkle caught his attention. "Ax man?" He chuckled huskily, "I know the Big Bad Wolf, I locked him up." The male eyed her, he had to <i>act</i> it out? Upon the mention of a dress, a warm gruff laugh escaped him. "If it's a hot dress, why not. I could swing it." His brow quirked playfully. "Yes ma'am, no mother henning." The handsome man offered her a slight smirk. "Hey, not when baby is on the line. I'll keep my word." He paused slightly, "Actually... If you stole her, I could get you in some cuffs." Of course, he was kidding.<br/>
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Gently, he eased his form from hers, but not before he supported her with extra pillows. "A beer for the lady?" He called out as he made his way to the kitchen, opening the fridge and grabbing two more. He popped off the caps with ease and cast them into the bin before making his way back. Axel rested her beer on the coffee table, within her grasp, before easing himself back behind her and resting one pillow on his lap. He rose the beer to his lips to take a long sip before resting his arm on the pillow before him as the other swept back around the woman beside him. The male took a moment to caress a stray piece of hair from her face, taking the time to brush it behind her ear before switching his gaze to focus on her face. There wasn't a snicker or cheeky look on his face, it was just genuine wonder and admiring her. "I don't suppose your pyjamas are going to fit me, if you have any, maybe I'll just have to rub my ass on your couch." The male chuckled softly, giving her a sly wink. He planned to sleep in his clothes, he'd just pop home in the morning and grab a shower before he planned to go for his usual run.<br/>
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The male brushed his hand down, running his fingers through her hair. "Sure you still don't want me to mother you?" He offered her a devilish grin. Axel took another long sip. It had been so long since he'd enjoyed a beer in great company. Even with both of their issues, she was someone he could spend all day with. It didn't take him long to finish his beer; he made a mental note to repay her for the drinks. "Oh look, it's getting late princess, time for bed." He couldn't resist it, maybe it was the two beers. The male placed his empty bottle on the coffee table before shoving the pillow from his lap and taking her in his grasp underneath her arms before dragging her into his lap with as little pressure as possible. The male slid one arm around her back and underneath her knees before he rose her up as he stood. "Don't you fight me now, bedtime." The male didn't hinder in his grasp. He carried her toward her bedroom with determination; even if it was playful.<br/>
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Once he was in her room, he lay her down onto her bed before leaning over and taking the bottle from her grasp before placing it on her bedside table before turning back to ease himself onto the bed beside her. "Now go on, get in and I'll tuck you in, if you're good, you may even get a kiss."</span>