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(Sunday night, INT: EB and JH's apartment)

EB: ...and we're definitely not going to talk about licking or sucking of the nipples.
JH: Mine or yours.
EB: Right. Not going to go into detail about kissing your way down my abdomen, your fingernails digging into my thighs...
JH: Just asking for trouble. And I pretty much can't use adjectives like "rigid" or "throbbing" to describe anything.
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EB: Not going to even hint at the heat of desire, like a flame in the belly.
JH: The desire for the consummation and culmination of our necessarily unspoken bodily lusts, you mean.
EB: Right, that. The temptation would be too much, it would overwhelm us. So we are absolutely not going to do our verbal erotica thing again, nor subsequently follow it up with the intense silent eye contact.
JH: Exactly. Good. None of that. Glad we agree.
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[silence]
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JH: Okay! Good night!
EB: Oh my God, you're the worst.
JH: Well, one way or another, you'll only have to put up with it for another week.
EB: Go to bed!