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“Uncle? Hell, Marian. Can’t a guy be nice without giving in all the time?” Lips twitched upwards at the corners into a smile that belied any discomfiture behind his words, hand reaching upwards to rest gentle fingers across the ones that pressed against his collar. “You’re really somethin’, sweetheart, you know that?” No doubt they’d be back at it within the week, but with a woman like Marion a guy had to take what he could get when he could get it. “There’s somethin’ I’ve been meaning to do ... “

Stepping away the slightest bit, one finger tilting her chin up and smile growing ever wider as gaze met her own, the professor leant the slightest bit down, placing his fedora atop her own head and sealing it with a gentle brush of his lips against hers. Breaking away, relishing in the fact they could enjoy this moment - a breath of fresh air amongst many a harebrained adventure - Indy cocked his head, studying her with warm hazel eyes. “We oughta get you one of these .. “ He playfully hit the brim of the hat, grinning all the wider as it covered her eyes. “You’re startin’ to look kinda good in ‘em.”