[ Well. This explanation is informative enough, but he has a good idea of what to equate this 'tradition with'. Something like hickeys, probably, which is something he's never indulged in before... mostly because there wouldn't have been a point, and also because his wife never seemed to be too into the idea.
Maybe because she was cheating on him. That could be it.
But he waves that thought aside, and shifts Oona so that she's resting comfortably and sideways along his chest. The TV's been forgotten, and he doesn't particularly mind. ]
So you never outgrew the teething phase.
[ That's an idle tease, dry, but not without some softness around the edges. A part of him understands that he should exercise restraint, stop himself from getting too comfortable too quickly, but. Well.
He cranes forward, finds Oona's clavicle from where the collar of his shirt dips too far down her neckline, and grazes the flat of his teeth just barely against the exposed skin. ]
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Maybe because she was cheating on him. That could be it.
But he waves that thought aside, and shifts Oona so that she's resting comfortably and sideways along his chest. The TV's been forgotten, and he doesn't particularly mind. ]
So you never outgrew the teething phase.
[ That's an idle tease, dry, but not without some softness around the edges. A part of him understands that he should exercise restraint, stop himself from getting too comfortable too quickly, but. Well.
He cranes forward, finds Oona's clavicle from where the collar of his shirt dips too far down her neckline, and grazes the flat of his teeth just barely against the exposed skin. ]
...That's all you'll be getting out of me.