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Oct. 13th, 2013 08:10 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
everyeyedothdwell[ It's not even that uncommon that Thomas ends up like this, really. Too boneless and exhausted to even lift his wrists up for Christina to untie them; too much to do more at all than stare up at her with heavy, misted eyes.
He wants to say something but his tongue hangs heavy in his mouth and his mind is thick and almost drugged, and so in the end the best he can do is to lie there, curled on his side as sweat and come slowly dry on his skin, and lose himself in the slow throbbing across his back and ass and the backs of his thighs where Christina had taken a crop to him until he'd nearly blacked out with the pleasure-pain of it. ]
He wants to say something but his tongue hangs heavy in his mouth and his mind is thick and almost drugged, and so in the end the best he can do is to lie there, curled on his side as sweat and come slowly dry on his skin, and lose himself in the slow throbbing across his back and ass and the backs of his thighs where Christina had taken a crop to him until he'd nearly blacked out with the pleasure-pain of it. ]
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Date: 2013-10-13 10:07 pm (UTC)Can't. I can't. Don't make me please don't make me please neesama mistress joousama please--
[ Thomas is worked up into a state now, tugging the blankets up frantically to huddle under them.
(everything's going to be ruined)
(no no no) ]
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Date: 2013-10-13 10:17 pm (UTC)Shh. It's fine. You don't have to go anywhere.
[She'll have to...talk to her double. Consult them about this.
She's not going to let her sibling suffer and hide.]
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Date: 2013-10-13 10:26 pm (UTC)She
(he, he, has to be he but she's--)
can't quite catch her breath, she can't breathe because she's messed it up and--
(Christina's arms are warm around her and Thomas can't stop her tears from coming now)
(you can't say it because saying it makes it real but)
(isn't thinking it the same as saying it to yourself?) ]
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Date: 2013-10-13 11:02 pm (UTC)[She buries her face in her hair, still rubbing at her back.]
You're okay.
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Date: 2013-10-13 11:06 pm (UTC)I don't want this I didn't want this why is it--
I want to go back to before I don't want to think about it...!
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Date: 2013-10-13 11:08 pm (UTC)[She's still holding her as close as she can.]
...why?
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Date: 2013-10-13 11:11 pm (UTC)If we ever ended up back home...
[ Maybe Byron's gone now but he was a shadow over both of them for long enough that--
(Thomas is so tired of being a disappointment) ]
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Date: 2013-10-13 11:13 pm (UTC)[...she doesn't know what to...]
...it doesn't matter to me. You know that, don't you...?
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Date: 2013-10-13 11:16 pm (UTC)(she's quiet now but she sounds so lost) ]
It's not... right, though. I'm not right, it's not...
It'd be... it'd be worse if he ever... if somehow, he...
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Date: 2013-10-13 11:29 pm (UTC)...he's gone, Thomas.
It doesn't matter what he thinks.
[She sounds firm in that, at least.]
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Date: 2013-10-13 11:31 pm (UTC)(is he really gone?)
(even if he's gone physically...
isn't he still there, really?)
(none of them can escape him, not really)
Hanging her head, Thomas only pulls back and wraps her arms around her knees with a soft sigh. ]
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Date: 2013-10-13 11:38 pm (UTC)You matter.
...
Should I go?
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Date: 2013-10-13 11:46 pm (UTC)(go where?)
(Thomas barely even remembers any more, that they were supposed to be meeting anyone at all) ]
G-go?
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Date: 2013-10-13 11:48 pm (UTC)And yours.
[She sighs softly.]
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Date: 2013-10-13 11:52 pm (UTC)Don't-- don't leave me alone. I-I... if you have to go then I'll...
[ The idea of seeing that Chris is better than the idea of being all alone right now. ]
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Date: 2013-10-13 11:56 pm (UTC)After a moment, she picks up her bra and panties and begins to re-dress.]
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Date: 2013-10-13 11:59 pm (UTC)(nothing she owns feels right, as it is) ]
...neesama?
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Date: 2013-10-14 12:00 am (UTC)[She pulls her dress over her head and pats it down.]
Do you want to borrow something?
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Date: 2013-10-14 12:01 am (UTC)It... wouldn't fit properly.
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Date: 2013-10-14 12:02 am (UTC)[She peers into the mirror to adjust her hair.]
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Date: 2013-10-14 12:05 am (UTC)...what were you going to say?
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Date: 2013-10-14 12:08 am (UTC)[She ruffles her bangs back into order, glancing back over her shoulder every few seconds.]
And that necklace with the rubies never really suited me.
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Date: 2013-10-14 12:10 am (UTC)(but she nods, nonetheless) ]
Please.
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Date: 2013-10-14 12:13 am (UTC)Let's see how you look, then.
[She pads over to her closet and pulls out a long, cream-colored skirt, as well as a woven belt.]
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