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๐„๐ฎ๐ฅ๐š ๐‹๐š๐ฐ๐ซ๐ž๐ง๐œ๐ž ([personal profile] vergeltung) wrote in [community profile] sempiternals 2023-01-09 02:42 pm (UTC)

[ There's a moment of silence, Eula mulling over his words even as they rest there for a moment between kisses, even as he caresses her cheek softly in his hand, and her eyes close against the touch, listening. Push him down, stay like this, kiss himโ€” don't hold it in, he says, and she knows he's right, knows she has to get out of her own head... ]

Then lie down.

[ It's said softly, a gentleness to her tone as her fingers splay across his chest, a slight push of weight behind them. She waits, allowing him to get comfortable as he needs, letting him adjust his weight in a way that he won't be hurt just by lying down.

Only then does she follow him, moving to lie against him without putting her weight on him, lying at his side with her head turned into him, eyes closed as she breathes him inโ€”

โ€”and this close he still smells like blood, like the sickly sweet of the medicines used on his skin, and all at once there's a horrific feeling like she's going to be sick; she even turns her head away, swallowing hard against the rising gorge in an attempt to calm it, nails digging into her palms and eyes squeezing shut.

It lasts for several seconds, this abrupt attack of something, something Eula doesn't even understand, and then she bursts into silent tears once more, head hiding in the side of his chest as the tears cascade fresh down her cheeks. ]

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