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@littlercdsheep || continued from x
Adam lets out a soft hum as he approaches Cherry from his hiding place. “Overwhelming... Right.” He gently places a hand on her shoulder, giving it a gentle squeeze. “We can walk together if you’d like. I hate seeing you out here alone...”
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@littlercdsheep sent: “listen, i know you don’t want to, but.. maybe you should rest for a while. you’re not going to get anywhere like this.” (Bryn pwese :3c)
Bryn didn’t even fight it. Gods, she was that tired, huh? “Hmm, yeah. I think there’s something I’m missing in this blueprint, and I’m too tired to pick up on it.” She’d been at it for hours, too. “Oh, I know! Let’s bake cookies! That will give my head a break.”
“Marrow? Could you- could you call me a good girl tonight?”
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Marrow’s face quickly turned beet red. “You- You want me to what? Like, right now?” He somewhat clears his throat and reaches out to gently pat her head. “You, uh... You’ve been a good girl, Cherry.”
“I maaaaayyy have this little fantasy about getting tied up with your whip and s-strung up and fucked against a tree at the side of the road...” she’s absolutely going to just drown herself in the beer now excuse her
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Cue Trevor nearly choking on his drink. “Y-You fantasize about that?” For some reason, he only ever pictured her as a pure, innocent being, but then again he shouldn’t be surprised considering her...influences.
“Well, if you’re serious about it, I can easily arrange that...”
I’m not suffering today alone or sober! You have to share your kinks now!!
Riordan let out a small chuckle, smirking at his friend, “Oh really? My my, Threads, I didn’t know you vere zat curious about me.” He grinned at her and opened a liquor cabinet, fingers dancing across various bottles before settling on a nice red wine. He pulled it from the cabinet and uncorked it, decanting the bottle into two glasses.
“Vell, if you insist,” he said, “I’m quite fond of ropes, both being tied and doing ze tying. Zough if I’m to be submissive, be aware zat I vill talk back quite a bit, if only because I quite enjoy being...silenced. Other zan zat, I can’t say there’s anything else specifically, but half ze fun is trying new things, ja? If I find someone I trust enough, I vould quite enjoy seeing what else I’d like in ze bedroom.”
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“I won’t let you be on your own, not when you’re like this.”
Bruised & broken
“I’m fine.”
The words were growled more harshly than Mercury intended. Aching pride was worse than the torn flesh at his right bicep, and always, it served to leave him defensive with teeth bared and liable to wound. Containing the more caustic rebuttal of her concern was a conscious effort--monumental, in light of his exhaustion.
“I don’t need to be babysat. The guy’s already dead, if you’re worried about me running off to kill ‘im.”
After a stunt like that? Pulling a knife during what could have been just a routine, friendly brawl out behind a bar? Some people were just asking to die. Cherry wasn’t gonna like it, he already knew. He also knew he was gonna owe her an apology before the night was over if she stuck around--probably already did.
Mercury’s mouth was drawn in a hard line as he passed the needle through the candle flame until it glowed red. His left hand was preoccupied still with holding his jacket to the stab wound, movements clumsy and painful with his right. This wasn’t gonna be the first time he’d done haphazard stitches in a kitchen. Hell, it would have been a first, if he’d gone the expected route and submitted to harsh lighting, steel tables, and antiseptic instead.
“Can… can you come pick me up…? It didn’t work out…” (littlercdsheep for Delaney)
“I’ll be there in a couple minutes. Don’t hang up your Scroll until you see me okay? You don’t need to talk, just stay on until I’m there.”
Occasionally did the sleepy lion get phone calls like these. It was just after ten-thirty, and he could have guessed what happened. He threw on his jacket and grabbed a second, one a size too large for the faunus. He kept his Scroll between his shoulder and ear and headed out the door.
The air was cold and the sky was dark. The ambient light from the surrounding buildings seemed a bit dimmer than usual on this evening. Delaney had remembered Cherry mentioning this date night of hers, and he was glad the details came to him. His eyes were focused as he kept listening on the other end of the Scroll, making sure Cherry knew he was still there.
True to his word, two minutes later he spotted the familiar sheep faunus. Delaney didn’t waste any time in giving her the oversized jacket. It was large enough to hide in while he led her somewhere safer than the public streets.
“Now I can take you back home, or you can come to my apartment and hang out with my mom and the twins until you feel better, if you want?”
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Make him talk--Not accepting
Mercury is quiet while he gathers his thoughts. This is something that’s made him itch since the beginning--since an eye for short shorts and a killer body shifted seamlessly to infatuation, and then to something far greater. His feelings for Cherry were meant to be nothing but lust. Something light and frivolous, nothing Cinder could lose her shit about. Turned out he couldn’t control his emotions. Couldn’t stop himself from wanting her around, wondering what she was doing throughout the day--wondering if she was thinking about him as much as he thought about her.
Sweet words whispered in the dark reassured him that she did. Cherry said she loved him. She kept coming back, wanted him around, wanted him in her life even after all of the hurt he’d caused her.
“I don’t deserve her.” Already his voice is like gravel. He swallows hard. “I don’t know what Cherry sees in me. She’s good, and kind. Altruistic. Fighting, confrontation, doesn’t come easy to her. But she does it anyway because she thinks it’s the right thing to do. I’m not any of that.
“I just planned on fucking around. I lied to her, I hurt her, I got her hurt--and even after all that she still wants me. I don’t know what I’ve done to have her so convinced but whatever it is, I hope I keep doing it. Because I know I’m no good for her but I’m not even brave enough to tell her so.”
