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He had died, and that sucked. More for Stiles than Jade, of course - he was the one that had died, after all, but still. She had checked on him when he'd finally gotten out of the castle, kissed him once when no one was looking and told him that she was glad he was alright, and spent the next few days busy with helping out repairs in the city.

Now, though.. now she was kind of tired of avoiding him. Instead of a text this time, though, she simply showed up outside his bedroom door in Odin, knocking twice.

And if he wasn't home? She'd just sit by the door and wait.

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He wasn't sleepy yet, smiling at her as he ran his hand over her back. "Yes, there can be hand holding. And I'll tell everyone I meet I have a kick ass girlfriend who gropes me with weeds."

The blindfolding idea was actually interesting and he looked like it caught his attention. "I bet I would."

"I have not actually groped you with weeds!" Jade sounded mock-scandalized, and then squinted thoughtfully. "... yet."

"Bullshit," he shot back, laughing as he squeezed at her butt. "You did that first day. Totally felt me up. And then there was that whole Poison Ivy bondage thing. Pretty sure that was me being felt up."

"Nuh uh. That was me holding you down. There's a big difference between that and actually feeling you up." As if to make her point, she slid her palm firmly along his bare side.

"I felt pretty felt up to me. You didn't have any of your planties down around my Johnson, but you were doing some pretty fun other things. Accomplices in feeling me up."

"Maybe next time I will just actually feel you up with them." She very lightly scraped her nails against his side, rhythmically. "-- hee. We could go to a fancy restaurant and I could try to feel you up under the table. I want to do all of the shitty romance movie cliches."

"You do that and you won't be doing it for long before I pull you under it." His eyes went to half-lids as he looked up at her, his own hands moving to her thighs. "We can do whatever you want, Jade."

"It's okay for you to tell me what you want, too, you know." Affectionately, she licked the side of his throat, a placating little gesture.

"When I figure out what that is beyond just the broad generalization of 'more of this'? I'll let you know." His hand comes up to grab at the base of her ear, tugging gently.

She whined appreciatively, tilting her head a little into the tug. "Would you still date me if I stopped the spontaneous sex?"

"Yes. I'd console myself with pie and furious jerking off sessions."

That gave her pause. "-- but not jerking off into the pie, right?"

"Eww, no. I have to eat that."

She snickered, settling. Not tired, but comfortable, content to lie there in mostly silence, until - "How have you not had a girlfriend by now?" It's not a teasing question; she seriously sounded baffled. "Highschool must be waaaay different than I was imagining."

"High school's high school, but... I dunno. I guess I fall into the one percent of the school's population that isn't fabulously gorgeous. You've seen the others from my home. Put me up against them and that's why I'm single."

She wrinkled her nose at that, pretty clearly unhappy with that answer. Almost huffily she answered, "I think you're fabulously gorgeous. You have a good face."

He grinned, hand coming up to grab at her ear again, scratching gently around the base. "I'm glad you like my face. It's the only one I have. But, you know, I'm not at their level and I know that. They're all like, disgusting model level with their faces and the rest of them. Like, you should see Scott work out. It hurts me just to watch."

Jade gave an appreciative rumble at that, stretching comfortably against him. Mrrr that felt good. "Scott's jaw is uneven. He's cute but that's totally weird."

He couldn't quite keep in the laugh. "Yeah, but he's got that smile and those puppy eyes to apparently make up for it." He was completely happy to have her lying so close to him, enjoying the little pets and scratches he felt like giving her.

"You've got that smile. And you've got better puppy eyes. You know that I talked to you that first day because I thought you were cute, right? And you have... a really good voice. Holy shit."

Jade didn't usually like to give in to the dog thing, but she was loose and relaxed and arching up with a whine into his hand like a puppy.

"No, I thought you were just talking to me because I looked like a lost moron." He was smiling, hands sliding through her hair before going back up to play with her ear. Speaking of cute...

"You're kind of perfect, you know that?"

She flushed at that, moving to lift her head, to peer up at him again. She was trying not to jostle his hand-- she really liked the feel of it toying with her ear.

"Quiiit it."

And he really liked toying with her ear, fingers sliding over the silky fur. "Nope. Not until you start believing it."

"Letting you think I'm perfect is just setting you up for some pretty major disappointment." She rumbled again, nudging into his hand.

"Oh, I don't think so. You're funny. You're smart. You're gorgeous. Yeah, I pretty much think you're perfect." He kept playing with her ears, smiling softly at the way she was both girl and completely adorable puppy in one.