He's never really had to deal with that because most people don't know that
Matt is Daredevil. Karen knows, but she'd always seem more attracted to
Foggy, which Matt has always been fine with. He'd like to see his two
friends happy together. Katniss is his first brush with the whole knight in
shining armor phenomenon and he's okay with her being his last.
She needn't do that and he knows that she's right, but that doesn't mean
that he won't occasionally be insecure because of those looks and those
judgments. He'll want to make certain that she's still okay with
them and the looks and judgments don't bother her. That is an
admirable quality as well because so many people build their lives around
others' judgment. Matt isn't that reliant on popular opinion, but it does
bother him more than he'd like.
It's shampoo and body wash. He certainly doesn't mind her using it and he
doesn't mind paying for everything. He's glad that he can afford to do so.
Honestly, it doesn't cost much more to have her around than it does when
it's just him. He does see her, just not the way that everyone else does.
He's given her the 'world
on fire' speech so she knows 'how' he sees and technically 'what' he
sees and no, it's nothing like anyone else. He can't 'see' her expressions,
but he has a good idea of what she's feeling based on everything that he
can discern. All of that being said, he would love to be able to see her
just one time. He'd love to be able to see the sky and the city, the sun
and so much more again. It will be nice to be able to relax around her, to
be able to cease worrying about whether he ought to be listening to her
heartbeat (sometimes it's soothing) or not.
It had been a real response and that had been the important part, a
sign that she was enjoying this, that she did want him. He's got every
intention of making sure that she loses control more this evening, at least
that's what he hopes for. He doesn't want this night to be anything like
any of the other nights she'd spent with other people. He wants her to
realize that sex is fun and not a job; it's all about give and take and
pleasure.
No, he really hasn't realized any of that yet. He's still afraid of hurting
her, of offending her, of saying the wrong thing, doing the wrong thing and
confirming every horrible thing she's ever thought about people and sex.
He can't help but smile at her words, pausing to kiss her again before
continuing through the bedroom door. Laughter and sex should sometimes go
together and yes, it's part of what he'd meant about her enjoying herself.
This is how she should feel a good part of her life and he hopes that she
can recapture this feeling more and more. He feels like his entire body is
vibrating in the best way possible. He's all heat and tingles, all
straining and wanting and needing laced with that same happiness that
Katniss is experiencing, that same feeling of being alive. He lets out a
sound that's part gasp, part laugh when she rubs her heel against his ass
and slips her hand against his skin. When she does that it feels like
everything he is focuses in on that spot where her hand is pressed. He
wants to feel her hands touching every inch of his skin; he wants to feel
her skin pressed against his. He practically stumbles into the bedroom,
falling down with her on the bed, catching himself on his elbows so he
doesn't fall on her. There's a laugh playing around the corners of his lips
and in his throat even as he slides his hands underneath her tee shirt and
begins to nip at her neck.
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He's never really had to deal with that because most people don't know that Matt is Daredevil. Karen knows, but she'd always seem more attracted to Foggy, which Matt has always been fine with. He'd like to see his two friends happy together. Katniss is his first brush with the whole knight in shining armor phenomenon and he's okay with her being his last.
She needn't do that and he knows that she's right, but that doesn't mean that he won't occasionally be insecure because of those looks and those judgments. He'll want to make certain that she's still okay with them and the looks and judgments don't bother her. That is an admirable quality as well because so many people build their lives around others' judgment. Matt isn't that reliant on popular opinion, but it does bother him more than he'd like.
It's shampoo and body wash. He certainly doesn't mind her using it and he doesn't mind paying for everything. He's glad that he can afford to do so. Honestly, it doesn't cost much more to have her around than it does when it's just him. He does see her, just not the way that everyone else does. He's given her the 'world on fire' speech so she knows 'how' he sees and technically 'what' he sees and no, it's nothing like anyone else. He can't 'see' her expressions, but he has a good idea of what she's feeling based on everything that he can discern. All of that being said, he would love to be able to see her just one time. He'd love to be able to see the sky and the city, the sun and so much more again. It will be nice to be able to relax around her, to be able to cease worrying about whether he ought to be listening to her heartbeat (sometimes it's soothing) or not.
It had been a real response and that had been the important part, a sign that she was enjoying this, that she did want him. He's got every intention of making sure that she loses control more this evening, at least that's what he hopes for. He doesn't want this night to be anything like any of the other nights she'd spent with other people. He wants her to realize that sex is fun and not a job; it's all about give and take and pleasure.
No, he really hasn't realized any of that yet. He's still afraid of hurting her, of offending her, of saying the wrong thing, doing the wrong thing and confirming every horrible thing she's ever thought about people and sex.
He can't help but smile at her words, pausing to kiss her again before continuing through the bedroom door. Laughter and sex should sometimes go together and yes, it's part of what he'd meant about her enjoying herself. This is how she should feel a good part of her life and he hopes that she can recapture this feeling more and more. He feels like his entire body is vibrating in the best way possible. He's all heat and tingles, all straining and wanting and needing laced with that same happiness that Katniss is experiencing, that same feeling of being alive. He lets out a sound that's part gasp, part laugh when she rubs her heel against his ass and slips her hand against his skin. When she does that it feels like everything he is focuses in on that spot where her hand is pressed. He wants to feel her hands touching every inch of his skin; he wants to feel her skin pressed against his. He practically stumbles into the bedroom, falling down with her on the bed, catching himself on his elbows so he doesn't fall on her. There's a laugh playing around the corners of his lips and in his throat even as he slides his hands underneath her tee shirt and begins to nip at her neck.