"What?"
Rena blinked, unable to focus through her own haze of need at his touches and general proximity as well as the deep resonant articulate expressive sound of his voice. He was asking her something...something it was difficult to think about.
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"Can't think" she complained while struggling to do so though she distracted herself by running her hands over his chest, lips trailing over his wide shoulders.
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Breathlessly she at last answered. "Other male bodies? There never were any for me. I didn't notice, didn't care, wasn't interested. I told you my parents tended to ruin at by being over sexed and my uncle is a practical man whore though he's free," she smirked, rolling her eyes. "It in truth made the act seem distasteful and disinteresting to me. You were always different so it wasn't difficult for me to consider you when I decided to see what the fuss was all about. No one is near he man you are, not in body or mind, or personality, Jekyll...Henry," she corrected herself.
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Hell she'd not messed up all last night while drunk, but though very needful she was tired. She'd already told him he was Jekyll and why he chose the name so it shouldn't matter.
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She embraced him, taking what she wanted because until she did there was no way she'd be thinking enough to answer a question or articulate a thought. When it was over she lay sprawled across his chest, hand trailing lightly through his hair.
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"I love you," she murmured sleepily, then her lips curved in a smile.
"Funny I got to say it first this time and last time, in my time, you did. During sex but? I still think you meant it," she said gaze warm on his own.
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"I couldn't help but love you...You're like this drug. In his form, in the other, you make me happy on so many levels, giving me things I didn't realize I wanted and not just physically," she added with a chuckle and wink.
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"You make me feel so safe even now," she admitted, pressing her head into? his shoulder as she drew closer.
"And that is wrong. I know it is because we're both in danger. I don't need to feel safe with you. I need to realize that we are both very unsafe, and to do otherwise could put us in danger. So no matter how strong you arms are, how kind and wonderful you are to me, I can't feel safe. Caligari is more dangerous than even I understand and I've seen some shit believe me."
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It was so odd to snuggle so and speak of such dark things, but it was the way of things right now.
I'm friends with the monster that's under my bed.
I get along with the voices inside of my head.
Kat