OOM: Still Christmas Day
Feb. 12th, 2010 08:31 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
He doesn't sleep deeply, though it's peaceful. When he wakes, he's more desperate than ever to get clean and she seems to be flat out, so he slips out from underneath her and heads into the bathroom. Ten minutes later, he's in a bathrobe and making more coffee; five minutes after that, he's back in bed, smoking a cigarette quietly and waiting for her to wake up.
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Date: 2010-02-13 07:35 pm (UTC)'What happened?'
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Date: 2010-02-13 07:52 pm (UTC)"He didn't --" She shakes her head, reaching for the bottle of wine to take a drink before trying again. "He didn't ask, didn't listen, didn't -- stop."
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Date: 2010-02-13 07:53 pm (UTC)'You were raped?'
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Date: 2010-02-13 08:06 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-02-13 08:10 pm (UTC)As someone who has raped dozens of women, he knows it rarely...no, never...means nothing.
Also? It's set in stone in his mind that she needs to never find out about that particular part of his history.
'Who was it?'
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Date: 2010-02-13 08:22 pm (UTC)"Someone high up in the organisation. Someone I was dating."
She knows full well what he's capable of, knew from the beginning just what she was getting herself into. She's never had any illusions.
She cocks one eyebrow at him. "He's dead," she drawls. "I lied about how much time he had to plant the charge and get out. Oops."
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Date: 2010-02-13 08:25 pm (UTC)Saying 'oh, you were dating' would be, he realises, pretty stupid. Just because he thinks that rape doesn't exist within a relationship, doesn't mean she does.
'I'm glad to hear it. And not at all surprised.'
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Date: 2010-02-13 08:32 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-02-13 08:34 pm (UTC)'I know you can.
What's wrong?'
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Date: 2010-02-13 08:46 pm (UTC)The edge in her voice tapers off, and she sighs, reaching up a hand to touch his cheek.
"And it's not like that between us. Which makes it okay. To experiment."
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Date: 2010-02-13 08:53 pm (UTC)A small voice in the back of his mind pipes up that sometimes he misses the other ways of doing things but he banishes it immediately, the way he did that first night here. This isn't the time or place.
'I'll always stop if you ask me to. You know that. And I'll always ask for what I want - if you want to say no, say no.'
It doesn't hurt to lay it out there, evn if she knows already.
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Date: 2010-02-13 09:08 pm (UTC)She leans in, drawn to him. "You take good care of me," she murmurs against the corner of his mouth. "Thank you."
She turns her head, brushing her lips over his, her eyes drifting closed.
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Date: 2010-02-13 09:37 pm (UTC)He doesn't need care, he thinks to himself, but it's not unpleasant to have it in his life, as long as it doesn't get stifling.
He keeps the kiss light and runs his hands up her back, just enjoying the peace.
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Date: 2010-02-13 09:44 pm (UTC)Her hands steal around his neck, fingertips teasing into his hair at the nape of his neck. The hot water, the feel of his hands moving on her skin, the taste of his mouth, all of it.
Best Christmas in ages.