[Quentin hears the slightest bit of a voice that sounds like a younger Jinx and quickly closes off his mind from listening to the rest of the memory. Not just because it's none of his business, but also memories tend to come with feelings, and it's always a toss-up whether you'll get sucker punched in the face with someone else's trauma. If there's anything he's learned about Jinx, it's that her emotions are loud and her memories are rarely good. So he lets her have her little moment, sets his glasses on the side table box, and waits for her to come back to the present.
When she does, she doesn't waste any time climbing into his lap, which is, of course, exactly his intention when choosing where to wait for her to follow him. The appeal of "cute girl in lap" aside, they're a lot closer to eye level this way, so making out should be a hell of a lot easier. Which he very much plans to test out soon, but she seems to be kind of in the middle of something with the braids, and he'd like to give her a chance to finish.]
Kinky! Maybe another time, yeah? Tonight I'd rather use my mouth for other fun things than just holding dynamite.
[Oh, right, he should do something with his hands, shouldn't he? He's always terrible at this part. After a second of indecision, he puts his hands loosely around her waist. The "safe" choice, maybe, but it's a good place to start, especially while she's still busy with her hair. And until she's done with that, he'll just watch her intently, his eyes occasionally roving over the rest of her body but for the most part sticking to her face and those fun glowy eyes of hers.]
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When she does, she doesn't waste any time climbing into his lap, which is, of course, exactly his intention when choosing where to wait for her to follow him. The appeal of "cute girl in lap" aside, they're a lot closer to eye level this way, so making out should be a hell of a lot easier. Which he very much plans to test out soon, but she seems to be kind of in the middle of something with the braids, and he'd like to give her a chance to finish.]
Kinky! Maybe another time, yeah? Tonight I'd rather use my mouth for other fun things than just holding dynamite.
[Oh, right, he should do something with his hands, shouldn't he? He's always terrible at this part. After a second of indecision, he puts his hands loosely around her waist. The "safe" choice, maybe, but it's a good place to start, especially while she's still busy with her hair. And until she's done with that, he'll just watch her intently, his eyes occasionally roving over the rest of her body but for the most part sticking to her face and those fun glowy eyes of hers.]