circumspector: (xxiii » singing when you're told)
a n g e l . ([personal profile] circumspector) wrote in [community profile] nonsuch 2016-06-18 01:37 pm (UTC)

[ It's worth it, every time, when Parker stops like that, just looks at her, and she holds herself still - because it's different to how anyone else did. Not fear or possession but like she's something else, and she stretches herself out under her gaze, head tilting up to brush the tip of her nose against Parker's, daring almost for her to do something about it all.

Because right now - this is everything. The world does not exist outside of this room, and she grins reckless and sweet, teeth catching at her lip as her legs wrapped around her, arms draped over her to keep herself up. She can't promise much about it but -
] I'll make it slow.

[ A laughing indulgence as the bed comes up against her back and the second she has the space to move she arches up into her - because nothing feels as good as the weight of Parker settling between her legs, solid and right and there. Hums, happy indulgence. The edge taken off the ache off of before. She'd died, and it didn't matter, because dying meant that she could have more than she ever thought she could. Wrapped up together like this - everything that became of them before and after was worth it. ]

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