[She nestles into his arms, ear against his chest so she can hear his heart.]
[He's so warm.]
[Her own body is ... not cold, exactly, but not 110 degrees, either. His body heat is comforting, even on a day as warm as this one.]
Vengefully.
Even now... even when it hurts, even when I want it to be over... I can't bring myself to let go. I've been flirting with the end of a knife for days, but I can't get myself to do it.
So... I think if it were going to happen, I'd provoke it. Intentionally make myself vulnerable. Bare my throat, so to speak, or curl up in their arms, begging to be taken.
And with my last breath, I'd hook my claws in their throat and take them with me.
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THEY BOTH ARE, THOUGH
Date: 2024-09-09 02:54 am (UTC)[He's so warm.]
[Her own body is ... not cold, exactly, but not 110 degrees, either. His body heat is comforting, even on a day as warm as this one.]
Vengefully.
Even now... even when it hurts, even when I want it to be over... I can't bring myself to let go. I've been flirting with the end of a knife for days, but I can't get myself to do it.
So... I think if it were going to happen, I'd provoke it. Intentionally make myself vulnerable. Bare my throat, so to speak, or curl up in their arms, begging to be taken.
And with my last breath, I'd hook my claws in their throat and take them with me.