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[ He knows if he was to trail his fingers lower he'd find the drying remnants of his own orgasm over her skin, which is, well, super gross but also he can't help how proud he feels about it, about Sara wanting it - him. His heart beat picks up and misses a beat a moment before when she speaks, and Nate pulls her even closer, free hand moving to her hair, kissing along her brow. ]

No? Not even, who was it... was it Guinevere?

[ He pulls back just enough to look down into Sara's eyes, smile turning softer once more. There's pride swelling in his chest at being that guy, sure, but it's nothing compared to the pride he feels at being the one she's picked. For now.

Casual, and all that. ]

For what it's worth, I've never had sex that hot before.

No! ( sara exclaims through a peal of laughter, lifting her head to give him A Look — 'cause sara lancelot and guinevere merely shared a parting farewell kiss. if they were to talk about nyssa, however ...

(sorry, oliver.)

but since they're, you know, being casual and all: ) Happy to provide.

For what it's worth, I meant what I said before. About liking you.

( don't think she forgot about that, even if it was a little heat of the moment. sure, it also had to do with her desire to kill him or lack thereof, but hell, no use in letting nate's brain overthink it. )

[ His face breaks into a big grin, just delighted in the happy look on her face. There are days where Nate wakes up in the morning knowing that his day won't be made if he doesn't see her smile.

And then she makes his heart drop to his stomach again, his eyes meeting hers as his smile dims a little. ]

Yeah? [ And then: ] I mean, cool.

[ Jesus, Nate. You're lying naked with the woman, and she's admitting more than she usually ever would. Now is not the time to be an asshole. ]

No, wait. I like you, too. Like, a lot.

( like, a lot, he says, and somehow, sara finds it just as endearing and when boys would say it to her in elementary school. as an adult, as the captain of this ship, that little addendum should probably make her wary. but she'd welcomed it with her little confession of her own, so it is what it is.

rather than give him a gentle shove, climb over him and flit off to take a shower and sleep and tell him she'll see him the next time they decide to have a rendezvous, she says, ) Cool.

( she also lets his hair stay how she's fixed it, uses her hand to squeeze his cheeks between her fingers, earning her the nathaniel heywood version of a duckface that she quite affectionately kisses before letting his face go. )

You're lucky you're cute.

[ He would absolutely protest vehemently against being called cute and the way she makes him pull a face, but somehow, he lets it happen, just rolls his eyes and then grins, his hand catching hers, fingers slotting together. ]

I'll have you know I'm actually pretty handsome, according to this crew.

[ He gives her his patented 'am I giving you shit?' look, the corners of his mouth lifted in a little smirk, before he brings her fingers to his mouth, kissing knuckles one by one. ]

I've even been told I'm quite hot with my shirt off.

And he's humble, too, ( sara says with a roll of her eyes, despite the smile still lingering at the corners of her mouth as his lips kiss her knuckles over and over and over again. )

Maybe I should start calling you Pretty like Mick does since you value the team's opinions on your handsome good looks so much.

You wouldn't.

[ He doesn't say it in any kind of offended tone, just matter of factly. ]

It'd be too much like you give more of a damn about me, using a nickname. You wouldn't want the rest of the crew to feel left-out. Plus, you know Mick would resent you stealing his thunder like that.

[ It's what makes her a good captain, after all. But Nate's trained in observing people and facts and things. He knows. ]

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