[There was a time when this sort of gentle exploration wouldn't have played well with Faith. The thought that she deserved anyone who would take that sort of time and care with her would've been foreign. Her own feelings about herself making anyone getting close to her a difficult task. Having a single moment of someone caring about her in this sort of situation had only been stolen from Riley and even that didn't make her feel any better about herself. This tenderness could backfire on her completely...
Except, she'd been through a lot before slipping through that veil and she's not really going to talk about any of it -- because who in their right mind just opens up and talks about opting to just give up on living when sharing a drug-induced dream with someone -- but she's definitely going to be okay with thinking that she deserves something with a bit more time put into it. Not that she's planning on picking out a duvet with him, but right now she doesn't have the urge to flip him onto his back and choke him.
Progress, right?
Instead, her eyes close and she takes in a slow breath as she allows the brush of his lips against her skin to relax her a bit. The low will save of 7 suddenly makes her feel like she should share something personal!!] I used to live in motel rooms just like this one. Sixteen and trying to prove myself to the world. [She rolls over onto her back, now laying beneath him. Her fingertips smooth over his jawline once more, opting to bring him down toward her so she can kiss him again. It'll hopefully also keep her from opening up anymore.]
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Except, she'd been through a lot before slipping through that veil and she's not really going to talk about any of it -- because who in their right mind just opens up and talks about opting to just give up on living when sharing a drug-induced dream with someone -- but she's definitely going to be okay with thinking that she deserves something with a bit more time put into it. Not that she's planning on picking out a duvet with him, but right now she doesn't have the urge to flip him onto his back and choke him.
Progress, right?
Instead, her eyes close and she takes in a slow breath as she allows the brush of his lips against her skin to relax her a bit. The low will save of 7 suddenly makes her feel like she should share something personal!!] I used to live in motel rooms just like this one. Sixteen and trying to prove myself to the world. [She rolls over onto her back, now laying beneath him. Her fingertips smooth over his jawline once more, opting to bring him down toward her so she can kiss him again. It'll hopefully also keep her from opening up anymore.]