Desire knifes into her, makes her curl into herself and grip the bedclothes in her fists -- to go to Vanessa in her flesh, she thinks, to pin her down, open her and open her and taste her blood as she comes --
She makes herself sigh against Vanessa's mouth, open to her, trail cool fingers tentatively along her cheek. The heat of her, even diffused; "Vanessa," soft, breathy. "How sweet you are. I never dared --"
And for that lie alone she'd once have believed herself damned.
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Date: 2014-09-16 02:30 am (UTC)Desire knifes into her, makes her curl into herself and grip the bedclothes in her fists -- to go to Vanessa in her flesh, she thinks, to pin her down, open her and open her and taste her blood as she comes --
She makes herself sigh against Vanessa's mouth, open to her, trail cool fingers tentatively along her cheek. The heat of her, even diffused; "Vanessa," soft, breathy. "How sweet you are. I never dared --"
And for that lie alone she'd once have believed herself damned.