Matt nodded in agreement, looking up from the swirling bottle to acknowledge her speaking. "Exactly" he said with a shrug, adjusting his position against the wall so he didn't exactly feel as if he'd end up on the floor if he moved his head one more time. "I'll just assume you're using cards as a euphemism" he said quietly, watching as she leant closer and pressed a kiss to his lips. He still reciprocated, regardless of the earlier conversation, letting that easily slip away as they connected. After a couple of seconds he set his drink down, ignoring the slightly dizzy, ill feeling the alcohol gave him and focused on Trixie, his kiss turning from that of almost politeness to passion within seconds.

"Wise choise." Trixie said softly, leaning into him farther as the kiss went on, laying a hand on the collar of his shirt as the kiss transitioned from gentle to passionate. She adjusted herself so she could sit in his lap, less of an awkward position than being beside him.

i'll skip over this part, if that's okay?

Yeah!))

Matt was more than happy to let the actions between Trixie and him progress as for as they both wanted, and a little later he was simply lying against the headboard, fiddling with a strand of hair in front of his eyes. He looked up at Trixie with a smile, moving the rest of his fringe away from his eyes. "I'd argue that wasn't exactly a normal game of..cards" he said, his words coming out a little rushed considering his breathing was still a little patchy from being out of breath. From what he could hear the party was still in pretty much full swing, though it had been a while since they had gone upstairs. "I'm just glad no one walked in" he added in thought, clearly thinking out loud.

Trixie was still quite out of breath when he spoke, her eyes closed and her head resting on his shoulder with a hand on his chest. She smiled faintly and opened her eyes, pressing a kiss to his cheek. "No, I don't think so either. Best round of cards I've ever played." She teased, chuckling at him. "I'm honestly surprised no one did." She smiled, gently tracing her fingers over his chest in a random pattern.

"Oh me too" Matt agreed, stroking Trixies hair gently. He adjusted himself slightly, looking down at the scar across the left side of his stomach quickly. He hadn't bothered to put his shirt back on, though the sight of the wound sure did make him want to. "Would it have been a problem?" he asked jokingly, his tone teasing. He was doing his best to keep whatever conversation they had flowing, to avoid Trixie catching onto his own gaze down to his wound, though it wasn't proving easy.

Trixie smiled as he stroked her hair, curling closer to him. She chuckled at his response, shaking her head. "Not in the slightest. They'd leave eventually." She said sarcastically, pressing her lips to his cheek gently. When she pulled back, she noticed that his gaze was firmly glued to his abdomen. Naturally, she followed it, with a slight frown. She chose not to say anything, but she gently slid her hand from his chest to rest over the wound gently, her hand cupping it and hiding as much of it as possible from view.

Trixies hand covering the wound made Matt feel..strange. Tingly almost, but not entirely in a good way. Just neutral. He took a deep breath and looked down at Trixie, opening his mouth to speak, but stopping himself within seconds. The whole 'relationship' conversation had been running through his mind since it ended, and he had stopped himself from brining it up again a decent amount of times. Instead, he blurted out the first thing he thought of other than what he wanted to say. "I really will have to get back soon." he said almost apologetically, shifting slightly.

Trixie looked up at him when he took a sudden deep breath, pulling her hand back hesitantly, so her fingers hovered over it rather than touch it. "Oh." She managed, nervously pulling her hand away from his stomach to rest on his chest again. It was far less sure this time, again, hesitant. "Yeah, right. Uhm- yeah. Whenever is fine, and you can drop me at mine or just bring me back to yours, I don't mind." She shrugged, pulling back from him slightly as he shifted.