The back of her head didn't quite hit the wall. The messy coil of her bun, getting messier by the second, provided a barrier. Her breath caught, audibly, and she shivered. No one had ever- not anything close to this, before, because she'd known- she'd been waiting- for a moment that wasn't this one.
But this one felt so good.
It's my job to make sure things happen a certain way. Well, that implies I get paid for it. It's my responsibility to make sure things happen a certain way. It's what I do, it's what I'm for. It requires a degree of what people who think we have free will would describe selflessness. You have to have a choice, to be selfless. But I will tell you this, right now: In this moment, I want nothing more than to make the choice to be completely selfish.
"-Jamie," she gasped, fingers dragging through his hair, arching off the wall. Her pulse felt heavy, but fast and the heat flushing through her that she'd known happened, but apparently not understood, made the night feel even warmer than it actually was.
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But this one felt so good.
It's my job to make sure things happen a certain way. Well, that implies I get paid for it. It's my responsibility to make sure things happen a certain way. It's what I do, it's what I'm for. It requires a degree of what people who think we have free will would describe selflessness. You have to have a choice, to be selfless. But I will tell you this, right now: In this moment, I want nothing more than to make the choice to be completely selfish.
"-Jamie," she gasped, fingers dragging through his hair, arching off the wall. Her pulse felt heavy, but fast and the heat flushing through her that she'd known happened, but apparently not understood, made the night feel even warmer than it actually was.