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[If she thought about it, Guin might be worried about the blood. She still had to show up for work the next day, and she worked alongside a cohort who was fiercely protective of her; he'd definitely think something had happened. She would have to find a way to explain herself to Steve. Explain that this wasn't like before when she'd been drafted into another Intelligence mission and come back injured, that this was something much more pleasurable without giving him information he would definitely not want.

But that was a later problem. A problem that only flitted through her head before she was focused on the movements of Dick inside her, on holding on tightly to him and stealing kisses whenever their labored breathing allowed her to do so. He'd already realized she didn't necessarily like to sit still. If she could do anything at all to give back to him while he was pleasing her, she would.]

Oh god you feel great. You can go harder if you want. I like a man who doesn't try to handle me. Although I might be able to show you a few things if you like me being in control. [Said with a playful purr. She didn't have her toys with her, but Guin usually preferred to use her mouth and fingers anyway. She had no doubt she could have Dick as exploding for her as she was about to do for him.]