[ reaches for the hem of her dress, pushing and rucking it up, enough for him to slip a hand under there and drag metal fingertips up the inside of her thigh, slowly, deliberately ]
[ ffff running her hands trough his hair, kissing the top of his head. there's a dullness in her from all the spent tears, and yet she could not bear to have his touch still again. ]
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devotedtothecore) wrote2011-08-18 08:23 am
Re: [ Day 134, afternoon ]
Re: [ Day 134, afternoon ]