She presses up against him, closing her eyes, her kiss hungry and raw. It's been some time since she was kissed, too, since someone touched her with that kind of want. She melts into it, her tongue pushing into his mouth, her clawed fingers scratching lightly against his scalp as she tightens her hand in his hair.
Gods, it feels good. It's like water in the desert, like a breeze on a hot day. She hasn't felt so desperately wanting since...
"Shit." She pulls away sharply, flushed and breathing heavily, her lips kiss-bruised. "We can't. I can't. I can't be that woman again." Can't do to Susannah what she did to Olive Thorin, can't be some harlot who pretends vows are nothing. If you break vows, you don't go to Heaven. She's not sure she believes in Heaven, but it doesn't really matter, because she knows from her own experience that breaking vows is its own Hell. Eddie's her friend, first and foremost. She can't do that to him.
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Date: 2017-06-01 03:23 pm (UTC)Gods, it feels good. It's like water in the desert, like a breeze on a hot day. She hasn't felt so desperately wanting since...
"Shit." She pulls away sharply, flushed and breathing heavily, her lips kiss-bruised. "We can't. I can't. I can't be that woman again." Can't do to Susannah what she did to Olive Thorin, can't be some harlot who pretends vows are nothing. If you break vows, you don't go to Heaven. She's not sure she believes in Heaven, but it doesn't really matter, because she knows from her own experience that breaking vows is its own Hell. Eddie's her friend, first and foremost. She can't do that to him.