A hotel room in New Gotham, early Sunday morning

[lovemykilt]

Priestly woke up slowly and blinked sleepily at the ceiling of the hotel suite. It was nice and dark at the moment, only little bits of sun peeking in around the drawn curtains, so he wasn't sure yet if he had a hangover. How drunk had he gotten last night? He really liked champagne

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[blondecanary]

Dinah had not quite yet been awake, more at that dozy edge of almost-conscious. Enough to know she wasn't home, wasn't alone, and wasn't wearing clothes.

And hellllooooo, kissing! "Mmmmm..."

...Priestly? Sent through skin, not aloud, bewildered but also pleased. And not sure if she was still dreaming.

[lovemykilt]

Priestly pulled back just enough to be able to look at her and smiled. "Too much?"

[blondecanary]

"Nope," Dinah decided, and grinned back, blinking awake with a lot more speed than usual. "Just. Wow."

Wow, what? Whaaat?

[lovemykilt]

"Okay, good," Priestly said, and leaned in to do it again. "Figured it'd be a nice switch from our usual morning-after routine."