pajarita: (and i know that i can survive)
raven reyes ([personal profile] pajarita) wrote in [community profile] divided 2015-09-18 08:54 am (UTC)

Semantics. [She tries to laugh, but then she feels his nails against her skin and laughter flutters into nothing in her throat, nothing but a quiet sound that's likely going to sound pathetic. Is she this desperate for a touch that doesn't send her back reeling? Yes, yes she is, but it has a lot to do with who's delivering it.

Intentional or not, he's managed to put her on edge, and it's very weird to be here and not know where to go next. Raven of the past would lean back and shove her mouth against his just to test the waters. Raven of the past would ruin this precious friendship that's blossomed between them, warm comfort on a cold cold Ark, by running from it as soon as it's over.

Raven of the present, the one in his arms, she lets out that garbled sound and presses her face closer against his collarbone, inhaling quietly and holding her breath while he mentions she's not a bother.]


You don't know how much I wish I bothered you.

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