Bruce moaned as he reached to remove her skirt, kissing her, and nibbling at her lips. "You look beautiful, Gwen." He smiled shyly.
"I... this will sound silly. I haven't used my actual first name in a long time, but... would you call me Robert?" He was blushing a little, not having told that name to anyone in nearly two decades, except as cover aliases. The trauma of his father's craziness had tainted it for him. But now, with her, he had no desire to not be himself.