[The grin is sharp, and he leans in to kiss her again with a hint of teeth before stepping back.]
You're in luck.
[What's this, a ribbon of condoms stored in one of the built-in drawers behind the oak bar. Never let it be said the Rogues Gallery goes unprepared. Mick carefully tears one off, drops the others back into the drawer, kicks it shut with a boot as he turns back to settle between Gwen's knees again. This is going to be a little more awkward than usual with the gloves he can't risk removing, but he'll happily work with that.
His other hand slides up her thigh, dipping between them to run a thumb over the seam of her shorts before he pops the button.]
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You're in luck.
[What's this, a ribbon of condoms stored in one of the built-in drawers behind the oak bar. Never let it be said the Rogues Gallery goes unprepared. Mick carefully tears one off, drops the others back into the drawer, kicks it shut with a boot as he turns back to settle between Gwen's knees again. This is going to be a little more awkward than usual with the gloves he can't risk removing, but he'll happily work with that.
His other hand slides up her thigh, dipping between them to run a thumb over the seam of her shorts before he pops the button.]
You wanna go in that order?