"Shit, Granger. You don't even have to ask. But I don't want you to feel pressured." She looked at him for a short moment with those big chocolate eyes before her smile stretched across her face. Placing an open palm on his bare chest she started to trace his scars for a bit. When she seemed to have them memorised, she slowly slid down his stomach and then paused by his waistband. He grabbed her wrist and turned to look into her eyes. They were determined and yet hesitant.