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[He can't explain now natural it feels to stand here with here close and on one another's arm. Everything is calm, still and right. Even the loud and fast coming train doesn't seem disruptive.]

You mean you're entitled to enjoy yourself and feel comfortable in a physical exchange with another consenting adult? What?

[Frank chuckles lightly.]

Wasn't expecting a good time? Ouch.

[Sarcasm. Really no injury there at all.]

[ She nudges her shoulder with his, laughing. She hopes he really believes that. He sounds like he does. Which is another point in his favor.

But she rolls her eyes at the latter part but still giggling, ]

Hey, look. I don't know if you've noticed but I'm pretty opinionated. That means I don't have a lot of luck with guys.

[ She's left quite a few bruised egos in her wake. ]

[The train shrilly breaks and the doors open. People shuffle by as they exit. Frank can see their reflection in the glass and can't help but think they look good together.]

Ohhh I noticed. The tip was you letting me know about my singing before so much as a hello.

[Once the crowd clears, Frank steps forward, lighting tugging Karen with him.]

I'm still here.

[ Karen misses the reflection but makes the grip on his arm a little snugger as they get on the train. When they sit down, her thigh presses against the side of his. ]

That makes you pretty special.

[ She doesn't want a guy that disrespects her but she also wants one that can take her having opinions of her own. It's been a very difficult combination to find in a person. ]

Thank you.

[A subdued but honest thought. Because there are so many ways to say that he's different, strange and bizarre.]

I was thinking that you're sublime.

[ She grins at that, allowing herself to lean against him a little more as the train starts moving. ]

Even after the way I pigged out earlier?

Especially since you pigged out earlier.

[Frank leans on her, just a little and tilts his head against hers as they get moving.]

All this weird dating bullshit where people put on the best version of themselves and then get mad when people are anything less. It's bullshit.

[ She laughs again, giving a nod, ]

Agreed.

[ She finally looks at him, realizing just how close their faces are and she feels her cheeks get a little warmer, ]

It's all bullshit.

[This close watching her blue, blue eyes wide and doe like with long lashes he really is transfixed. The progression to kiss is slow to start but when their lips meet it melts pretty rapidly. Frank has his take out on the seat next to him so he can reach up to cup her cheek.]

[ This close, she finally sees how brown his eyes are. Rich and soft at the same time. It's not hard to return the kiss when it happens. She wanted it, her hand reaching over to grab a little at the front of his shirt as she leans in more to deepen it. The rest of the world around them seems to fade away. ]

[His eyes drift shut and it's easy to lose track of time. Nice, slow, heady and gaining momentum. They're not the first couple to really lock lips on a train. And at this hour they're likely not to garner much attention. Frank sighs and the kiss naturally begins to dissolve. He keeps close, head bowed and forehead close to Karen's.

The train starts to slow for the next stop. People hustle for the door. Frank can't see a thing except her.]

[ She presses her forehead to his, smiling again before she leans in again and starts the next kiss. This time, she slides her tongue into his mouth, licking the roof of his and tasting hints of red wine and sauce. ]

[While she might not like red wine, Frank adores everything he tastes. His hand slips through her blonde hair and his own tongue chases hers through his mouth before following back to hers. Natural progression and more of a dance than a fight. It keeps going soft, wet clicks when their lips smack. More people come on in but don't really exist for them.]

[ She has to stop long enough to catch her breath before she tries to suck on his bottom lip. It's a little lewd for bring in public and it only lasts so long before someone near them clears their throat loudly.

Karen flinches slightly, finally seeming to remember where they are. She gives a breathless laugh before leaning away. ]

Should probably... wait.

[By the time she releases his lip it falls into a full mouth grin. Public or not he is not at all regretful. Frank slips his arm around Karen's shoulders and chuckles a little too.]

Yeah. Might be best.

[While that might have been out of no where the attraction now is beyond ignoring. Frank presses a kiss to her forehead.]

Fuck you're sexy.

Look who's talking.

[ If they are going to talk about "sexy", she tugs on the front of his shirt and lowers her voice. ]

Can't wait to see what you look like out of this...

[He won't say anything specifically there though he does bite his lip. There's a lingering flavor of her gloss there.]

I'm... gonna let you be the judge.

[Best not over or undersell.]

[ She breathes out another laugh, leaning forward enough to gently nudge her forehead against his temple. ]

You're not getting shy on me, are you?

[This is what they call twitterpated. Or something. Enamored.]

Oh no. I just think no one likes a brag.

[ She sneaks in a kiss to the corner of his mouth, unable to help himself. Suddenly he went from being all hot to cute. ]

You're right. But you seem... very confident of yourself, otherwise.

Let me say that I'm near certain you won't be disappointed.

[His face scrunches at her kiss and he brings his arm closer around her. Another stop. Right? Her hair is silky and gorgeous to touch.]

And you...you are beautiful beyond a doubt.

[ She gives a pat to his chest, fingers still fiddling with the fabric, ]

You haven't seen me hungover yet.

There's plenty of time to drink water.

[He fiddles with her hair in the same way.]

If not I'm gonna see you there. Who the hell looks great like that anyway? Nobody human.

You say that now, just wait.

[ She laughs again. ]

At least we didn't do Jaegermiester.

[He feigns a gag and holds his stomach with his free hand.]

I'd sooner die than have another sip of that shit.

[The train slows. This is their stop, right? There's quite a bit to gather.]

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