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"Hey, you don't have to run off. Unless you don't want to see me again?" you ask, raising an eyebrow.
Blue Jones pauses with his pants and shirt in one hand, shoes in the other. He glances up at you sharply. "I just assumed that you wouldn't want me to stay," he says with a little smile, like he's trying to be casual and failing at it.
You frown a little. "Why would you assume that?"
"Because we just met at a bar and had drunk sex in your bed, so you're probably going to start regretting it soon." He sets his shoes on the floor and slides his shirt over his head, then steps into his pants.
You grin. "We weren't that drunk," you murmur. You slide over on the bed and grab his hand. "Hey." You wait until he's looking at you, brown eyes wide and wary. "At least stay for a drink? You're all sweaty."
Blue looks like he's thinking about your offer, but you can feel him about to say no.
"Are you embarrassed about what we did?" You ask with a smirk.
A slow smile spreads over his face. "Not at all."
You rub your thumb over the back of his hand slowly. "Are you curious if I can get you to make those sounds again?"
Blue closes his eyes, suppressing a groan, and you know you have him. "One drink."