We're Falling Apart to Halftime (Request Only; E/T)

"Yeah, fine." He said, with his smile turning into a grin. "You're too cute, Aurora."

Her eyes rolled slightly, but the smile widened nonetheless, and she nuzzled against his chest, a content sigh escaping her without her fully realizing it. "As are you, but I don't insist on saying it at every turn for the sheer sake of making you blush."

"You got me." Glyndwr laughed. "I gotta find different ways, now."

She laughed, reaching up and tapping the end of her nose, as she had seen Tony do to his girlfriend. "That you do, dragon rider."

"I think I'll have to get creative." Glyndwr said, "That's for later, however."

"You?" She asked, her voice teasing, "Get creative? I thought that was reserved for tricks with your companion."

"Are you implying that I can't think of anything creative that will make you blush?" Glyndwr asked, looking down at Aurora. "Challenge accepted."

She laughed at this, light, as hushed as she could manage, "As you wish, Glyndwr."

Glyndwr brought his head down low, so his lips were level with Aurora's ear. "If I can do as I wish, I would like to take you back to our room and go from there." He whispered, hoping that her imagination would do the rest of his work for him.

Her face shot red, and she looked over at him, confused beyond belief, vaguely recalling that his current goal was to fluster her.

Moving away from her ear, he looked at her face and grinned triumphantly. "I don't play fair when anyone challenges me."

She looked up at him, eyes playfully narrowed, lips in a pout, "And how am I supposed to fight back then?"

"You can think of something that would work, can't you?" Glyndwr responded. "I'm not going to give you any ideas though."

She pouted, letting her orchid eyes beg without words. "But Glynnnnn.."

"D-don't look at me like that... A-Aurora. If I think of something and tell you, it wouldn't work anyway..." Glyndwr said, turning his head away.

The slightest bit of a grin threatened to give her away, but she rose on her toes, not relenting in her gaze, "Glyndwwwrrrrr...."

Glyndwr tried to look back, and did for a second, but ultimately looked away once again. "Pleaaaase, stop with the look... It's a whole different level of unfair." He mumbled the last bit.

"Is it?" She asked, voice retaining the same innocent, pleading pout as her eyes.

"I can't say no to your pouty lip and these eyes, but I don't have what you want..." Glyndwr explained, glancing over from the corner of his eye, and, once again, looking away.

"What if I just want attention?" She asked, voice turning playful as she smiled up at him.

Glyndwr turned his head back then. "Oh, in that case, I can give you lots. How much do you need?" He asked, with a smile of his own.

A grin followed, and she leaned upwards to rub her nose against his, an eskimo kiss, she believed Justice had said. "A whole lots of dem," she said, making her voice sound even more childish than it usually seemed.

Glyndwr's head tilted, he asked. "Any extra specific attentions that you require?"

"Just the kind that warrants affection." She said, beaming up at him. "Would that be alright?"

"Should be fine, yeah. I'll just carry on as usual, but with more hugs." Glyndwr nodded.