☠ HarleyxxM a r i exxFairchild ☠
What am I Wearing? X
Who am I with? Ray
What am I Saying? Mean pet name, Lover
My Song of the Day?
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She huffed a bit, a light flush hiding under her pale fur as she felt his lips touch her neck. If he had been anyone else, she might have pulled away, but she just couldn't. Not from him. She still didn't understand it. Letting him get closer, she could feel the warmth of his cheek brush hers as he wrapped his arms around her. She sighed again, placing her elbow on the bar, cradling her face in her hand. She felt them coming on again, those tears. Why did he care what was bothering her, worse yet. Why was she even thinking about telling him! She placed her other hand on his arms, shacking her head.
"I'm not feeling well BUN tyen-shung duh ee-DWAY-RO... (笨天生的一堆肉。) Do I really have to talk about this now.. here?" She had gotten used to having her vulnerable moment with him. But she wasn't about to have one right in the tavern, for everyone else to see, she didn't need that. She wouldn't be seen as weak, not now, not ever!
She was coming down off the whiskey fast, it happened when one had such a high tolerance. And it never felt good. She scanned down the bar, debating another swig just to stop the turning in her stomach. But she knew it wouldn't do any good, the thoughts were haunting, the imagine of the still form in her arms, the snow falling.. and all that blood. Her eyes fell shut. The screams and sobs did no good. She remember looking down the barrel of the gun. Tear stained cheeks, the blood had soaked into he ground around her and the child in her arms.. to much blood. Everything was gone. She wanted it to end, but no. The man before her only smiled and turned away; that man....
The rage sprang up in her again as her eyes shot open, yet she still did not push from Ray's hold on her. She didn't want to. She had had been falling, and he was the only think that was keeping her from crashing. He was the only thing keeping her alive..She needed a distraction, she wanted to stop thinking about it, she needed him to not ask again. Later, she would tell him later. But not now. Not here..
She twisted in his grasp, just enough to get a good look at him. This man, nothing about her seemed to bother him, not her rage, not her drinking... not even her curse seemed to shack him. It made her feel the need to cling to him. It wasn't a feeling she thought she'd ever have again, how could she after what she had been through. Slowly, she rested her hands on his. The thought crossed her mind, as it did often. She leaned back into him a bit more, taking one of his hands she slowly placed in on her inner thigh, keeping her hand on top of his. "Make me forget Qíngrén... (相好...) I want to forget..." She slowly moved his hand up her leg, her tone mischievous. But her eye said something else. Hidden deep in the cool blue hues. She was pleading for the attention. She wanted to companionship he gave her.. even if she couldn't understand why
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