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[His snort laugh makes her laugh even more and she leans back against him, clutching at her side.]

Let me think about that, uh NO. Not at all.
It makes you sound like a southern grandma!

That's exactly what I was going for, how did you know.

[Sitting up, he laughs a little softer and gives her a big, loud kiss on her cheek and then leans back with a contented sigh]

Oh man, it feels good to laugh like this again. I've missed laughter lately. I think I have not had nearly enough of it.

It's nice to hear you laugh so hard, it feels like I haven't heard in it years.

[She says and wraps her arms around him, hugging him.]

Which I guess is understandable after everything that's happened, but the older I get the more I important I think it is to have moments like this.

I know that it is. I want this relationship to have a lot of fun and laughter. We both deserve it.

[He noses against the side of her cheek, kissing it a few times feeling softly intimate in the moment, content.]

Yes, the older we get. We're practically ancient now. Better get out our wheelchairs. Didn't we talk about this before? I don't think you'll ever age. You haven't yet. You're still as beautiful as the day I first met you.

Yes, the ancient old age of being thirty. You can have a wheelchair and I'll get a walker. [She jokes and gives him a squeeze.]

The first time we ever met I knew I was in trouble when I saw your big brown puppy dog eyes.

My puppy dog eyes. I think your eyes are the ones to watch. That and those big pouty lips. I don't stand a chance against them.

[Grinning, Dick takes his thumb and outlines Dawn's lips with it, then taps her nose lightly with his index finger, following it up with a kiss to her nose as well. She's cute as a button, even as she is sultry and beautiful all at the same time. There's a million and one wonderful things about Dawn, and it's nice to relearn them all.]

[A small shiver goes down her spine when he faintly traces her lips with his thumb and she wrinkles her nose at him when he kisses it.]

You don't, hrm?
Well let's just test that.

[She says and leans in to softly brush her lips against his.]

[Feeling her lips against his brings him back in time. It's been a while since they've kissed for any length of time, and while they've certainly touched lips and kissed simply as a couple. There's something about the way she brushes her lips against his that takes Dick breath away momentarily.]

See, there you go. Irresistible. I'm a weak, weak man.

[The words are pressed against her lips as he continues to kiss her through the exchange of words. His arms slide around her a little tighter and pull her against him so that he can deepen the kiss for a while, taking his time to remind himself what kissing her is like. He hums softly against her mouth and smiles when he pulls back.]

I have missed that.

[She laughs softly against his lips but doesn't pull away, instead she shifts closer and opens her mouth to him, letting him kiss her deeper and more thoroughly.]

So have I.

[Her hand moves up to comb itself through his dark hair as she rests her forehead against his.]

I've thought about your kisses a lot over the years.

[Feeling a part of himself return in that kiss, Dick finally feels like they are really back together again. It's exactly what he's been needing this entire time. He's missed her, like a keyhole misses the key that fits so perfectly.

Sitting with her forehead against his, he tips his head and gives her little tiny kisses.]

I think I'm starting to remember exactly how this works. I've thought about this so many times over the years. I always felt bad when you were with Hank. I knew I shouldn't think of you the way I did, but I couldn't help myself.

[It's still hard for her to believe that this whole time Dick has been hiding his feelings and desire for her and she gives him a few small kisses back.]

Does that mean you've jerked off thinking about me during that time? And then felt all conflicted after about it?

[Closing his eyes, he can't help but laugh a little and push his face to the back of her neck and into her hair. It's far easier to hide himself here. She would ask that question point blank. His arms hold her tighter to him.]

You are terrible, and wonderful. You know that, right.

[He moves up and nips at her ear, speaking softly.]

I did, all the time. I thought about you almost every single time.

[Moving back, he sighs.]

I said I felt bad, but I knew I wouldn't do anything to mess you two up, or tell you how I felt, so I didn't feel as conflicted as I could have. I'd messed things up. I knew I didn't deserve you.

[She chuckles at how he tries to hide in her hair and neck.]

Yes, I know.
And you're about to think I'm even more terrible because somehow I doubt I was the solo star of those little fantasies.

Did you ever think about me with Barbara? Or Jinx?

[Leaning back, he looks shocked and gasps. Then laughs with a shake of his head. ]

If I thought of you with another woman, that would have been cheating. I don't cheat. I--

[He pauses for a second, and bites his lip. There was one woman, but he'd almost forgotten that, and then there was the other night, the one he still can't figure out why he had the dream, but dreams are things that happen and no one can control them, can they.]

Understand, dreams are dreams and we don't have any control. I don't know why I dream some things. I swear. I had two dreams of you in a threesome, one was with a woman. I dreamed of a threesome with you, me and Donna and you, me and Hank. I don't know why. I mean, I never thought of Donna that way, ever, or Hank. It happened only in my dreams. Dreams are not real life.

[Now Dick is red, and talking so fast to get it all out, that when he does, he's completely out of breath and feeling all sorts of weird about himself.]

[Dawn laughs lightly and brushes her fingers over his red cheeks.]

Dick, it's fine. You don't have to be embarrassed about your dreams.
You don't even have to be embarrassed about being turned on by said dreams. I've had my fair share of them.

Oh? What spicy dreams have you had, my beautiful girlfriend? Who do you get busy with when you're sleeping?

Well let's see, I've dreamt about a couple of different threesomes. There was you, Hank and me. Conner, me and Donna. Me, Donna and Kory. You, me and Jason.

[A pause.]

And then I had a pretty fun one where it was me with a huge harem of Dicks.

[His eyes grow with every thought of her in those dreams, especially the ones with him-- because he now has to consider them. There's a few blinks at the last one, and then a laugh at the very last one.]

A harem of me? That would be interesting. I bet I had you very satisfied. I gotta ask though, with Jason... Did we both focus on you, or was it more? I- he's pretty young, isn't he?

Extremely satisfied. [She says with a grin and then laughs.]

Yes, I know he's young, so is Conner technically but I guess my sleeping brain doesn't care. And in the one with you and Jason you two were focusing mainly on me.

Well, Conner is only a few years old, but physically he's older. He's in his twenties already, so it's not that young. Jason is older, but I guess because we knew him when he was in his early teens, before he was legal.

[Dick shrugs. They are all good looking guys, and if he looked at guys for more than a hot second, he might find it intriguing, all of them. She's right. They can't control their brains, and who knows, now he might start dreaming it. He did stuff with Hank in the dream, and it wasn't terrible. They mostly focused on Dawn though, so that was wonderful.]

You are the one to focus on, I do gotta admit. I bet some of those were really great dreams. A house orgy by the end of it all.

Do you think badly of me now?

[She asks, tilting her head to one side to look at him. She hopes not, they were just dreams after all.]

They were all fun but I prefer the reality of being with you.

Hey. No. Look at me.

[He takes her chin and tips it up so that he can look at her eyes, and closely. Then brings in his lips to kiss her very softly. ]

You are every bit as amazing to me now as you were before. I told you about my dreams. We have strange dreams. I have nightmares that are horrible, and I know you wouldn't judge me and will still hold me when you eventually have to try to keep me from freaking out at night. Sleep isn't controlled by us. I want to be with you, and I know you want to be with me.

[He dips his forehead to rest against hers.]

When the time is right we will be together again, and it will be really damn good. I'm going to enjoy your body like you don't ever remember me enjoying it before. I promise you that.

[She kisses him back just as softly.]

You better.

[She teases and then closes her eyes as they rest their foreheads against one another.]

Do you have those kinds of nightmares often?

My sweet and beautiful start to every day, my hope, my dawn.

[Her name was literally poetry that could write itself. He remembers being challenged to write poetry once. Now he had a reason to. It made him smile to think about it.

Nudging her nose with his softly, he pulls her in to lean against him and thinks quietly.]

I do have them from time to time. It's not like I have them every night any more, but a few times a week still. It's rough.

[At his promoting she lays her head down against his shoulder, waiting for his answer patiently.]

Are they always the same or do they change?

[She asks and then backtracks.]

I'm sorry, we don't have to talk about this if it's upsetting or if you don't want to.

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