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Post by Rosalind Neveah Bonner on Aug 5, 2017 4:43:04 GMT
Rosalind gave him a skeptical look, but didn't fight with him as he moved himself to a seat position, chewing on her bottom lip. She frowned at him but let him get up and go grab his medicine, drinking it down with what she assumed was more alcohol. But when he was done he didn't move, instead hanging his head.
She walked over to him, hugging him from behind and laying her head on his back. Demi you don't have to hide from me to know. I love you, and that means even when you're in pain like this. I don't mind helping you. I don't see you any different for going through something you can't control.
After a second she tightened her hold a bit and added, sorry about last night...
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Post by Deleted on Aug 5, 2017 4:50:18 GMT
Deimos let out a sigh, seeming frozen by her words. He wasn't used to anyone seeing him like this, except his parents, and even then it was only when he was a kid, before they allowed him to take pain medication. He finished off the Kahlua in the cup before turning so he was facing Rosalind, resting his head on her shoulder and hanging his hands loosely behind her back. No one's ever seen me like this... Not since I was kid. I've lived with this pain for as long as I can remember, and I'm used to being on my own; used to only being able to depend on myself. There will be times where my pride will get in the way. He admitted to her. He mulled over her apology, eventually shaking his head slightly. You still have nothing to apologize for. He reassured her, giving her a kiss on the cheek before straightening up again.
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Post by Rosalind Neveah Bonner on Aug 5, 2017 5:04:53 GMT
That's okay, I can be stubborn. Rosalind quipped, running her hands through his hair lightly. Even if you push me away and refuse my help I'll still be here. It's what I do. She smiled cheekily at him when he kissed her cheek, stretching as he pulled away. Yeah, you say that but that doesn't stop me from feeling bad. I was being really pushy and I know you were only trying to do the right thing. She rubbed his cheek lightly, adding under her breath, "Even though I really wanted to do it and I still kind of want to." Though now she wasn't entirely sure how well she'd be able to handle it mentally now that she was sober.
Her stomach was still churning though, so she took several steps back until she reached the bed, sitting on it with a sigh. Do you have work related things to do today? She had the day off from school and had planned on hiding away in her room, though now that she was with Deimos and his room held much better company, she hoped she'd be able to spend the day with him. Rosie stretched out on the bed, reaching her arms out to him. Lay with me?
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Post by Deleted on Aug 5, 2017 5:23:32 GMT
Deimos lowered his head at her comment, trying to pretend like he didn't notice it. His mind was quick to remind him of the passion, the heat, that he felt last night. Unresolved passion at that. He decided it was best not to comment on that though. Still he watched move to the bed, and though he knew it probably wasn't the best idea, at least she was now sober if they did end up doing something this time. Keyword if.
He walked to her slowly, trying to will his hormones to calm down, as well as his heartbeat. He climbed over her, still moving a somewhat rigidly, before plopping down and resting his head on her shoulder, wrapping an arm around her waist. I am free all day... But why don't you have any classes? He asked her. They had just had a week off, so it made no sense for her to not have classes. He felt like he could fall asleep again if he let himself, which was nice considering the medication hadn't kicked in yet. It was what he would've done anyway. Did you want to do something? He asked her, wondering if she'd tell him what she had muttered just a few moments before.
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Post by Rosalind Neveah Bonner on Aug 5, 2017 5:37:26 GMT
I get free days. I had to go to therapy back when I first came here because I would have nightmares almost every night. She explained, closing her eyes. Last year, in order to not have to go see the therapist once a month I asked Blakwell if it'd be alright to have a day off from classes every week to give my mind a chance to recoup from stress because stress is usually what triggers the nightmares. He agreed under the condition that if it seemed like they were coming back more frequently I go see the therapist immediately. She moved a hand to his hair, heaving a rather large sigh. I think Blakwell would agree yesterday, plus being forced away from you was stressful enough to warrant me not going to classes today. I'll make it up on my actual off day.
At his next question her mind immediately responded, Yes. To which she promptly blushed and closed her eyes, glad he wasn't looking at her very red face. I-I mean kinda? If you want to. I mean we don't have to now, obviously, since you're probably still in pain but I'd like to try...again... She ended her rambling quietly, anxiously waiting for his response.[/i][/i]
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Post by Deleted on Aug 5, 2017 5:57:56 GMT
Deimos narrowed his eyes, he felt like that wasn't the truth, but he wasn't going to fight her over it. Blakwell was pretty accommodating, especially towards the troubled students. As a student he got away with a lot of things, even before the accidental murder, that the fae or any other pranksters would usually get into trouble for. Just what he needed, for his girlfriend to play hooky not even 24 hours after their relationship got re-approved.
He was surprised when she answered him directly. He hadn't been expecting that. He kissed her on the lips, I'm fine with that, I just want to make sure you'll tell me if you want to stop at any point.' He said, stressing the last words.
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▲ I don't want a knight in shining armor. I want my knight to be a survivor.
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Post by Rosalind Neveah Bonner on Aug 5, 2017 6:12:46 GMT
I'm not just skipping class just to be skipping. Rosie pouted, not needing to probe or siphon him in order to feel the skepticism. Waking from nightmares is really mentally draining, it's hard for me to focus on classes, especially since I was dealing with them alone up until now and I never woke in the best of moods.
Rosalind felt her stomach flip when he kissed her, not expecting him to do it so soon, especially since she was sure his medicine hadn't kicked in yet. Though she nodded at his words, kissing him back with her eyes closed. She didn't want to panic this time, didn't want to stop him. Maybe if you go slowly, it won't be as much of a shock for me. She suggested, though she had a feeling he would have gone slow whether she asked or not.
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Post by Deleted on Aug 5, 2017 6:31:10 GMT
Deimos raised an eyebrow, I believe you. He told her. He let that conversation go though, giving her a nod as a sign he understood her request. He kissed her lips, deeper, more passionate, trying to keep his hands in one place so as not to startle her. No, roaming hands would be no good. After what seemed like far too long just kissing, he decided to test the waters by leaving a trail of kisses along her neck, stopping at the crook of her neck and then trailing back up towards her ear.
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▲ I don't want a knight in shining armor. I want my knight to be a survivor.
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Post by Rosalind Neveah Bonner on Aug 5, 2017 6:38:53 GMT
This was easier. His moving slowly didn't make the panic bubble in her chest, and she found his presence over her more comforting than daunting. She kept her eyes closed, trying to keep focused on the feel of his mouth on her, a tiny gasp leaving her when he moved from her mouth to her neck. Rosie squirmed a bit, one hand moving to touch one of his. Deimos you can...touch...if you want. I-I don't mind. She thought, wishing he'd do something more. It was going well so far, and she was holding out hope that she wouldn't freak out. She just had to focus on him.
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Post by Deleted on Aug 5, 2017 6:51:47 GMT
Deimos woke up a not that much longer after he'd fallen asleep. Again, he didn't remember actually falling asleep, but he supposed that happened more often than he liked admitting. He stared at the ceiling, processing the last few hours as he just blinked wearily. Besides the fact he was... relieved? happy? something good, he was more proud of Rosalind for facing a fear and beating it. The pain medication had finally kicked in at some point while he was asleep, so getting up off the bed was much easier this time. He didn't bother to check if Rosie was awake, not wanting to wake her up if she was sleeping. He stumbled to the kitchen counter, prepping coffee for himself, adding a bit extra for Rosie if she wanted some, and then sipping on a mug half full of Kahlua and cream. He turned around, still feeling weary and sleepy. He could probably sleep for years and still be tired, he was convinced of that. His eyes drifted to Rosalind, and again, he couldn't help but feel proud of her. He couldn't begin to imagine what she must have gone through, but somehow, he help her beat those demons (sorta). He was happy for her.
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▲ I don't want a knight in shining armor. I want my knight to be a survivor.
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Post by Rosalind Neveah Bonner on Aug 5, 2017 7:11:37 GMT
Rosalind dozed off shortly after Deimos did, but she never really fell asleep. So when he woke up and moved she was immediately awake, though she didn't move or say anything right away, closing her eyes again and snuggling closer to his pillows. Was it just her or was his bed and pillows a lot more comfortable than hers? She rolled onto her side, wincing as a dull ache coursed through her lower half. She'd definitely used muscles she wasn't used to using before, but she was glad she was having this pain and not feeling guilty over pushing him away again.
She blinked her eyes open to see Deimos had moved to the kitchen counter, and when he turned to look at her she blushed, though a small smile crossed her lips at the sight of him. Hi. She said, both wanting to go over to him and stay in the warmth and comfort in his bed longer.
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Post by Deleted on Aug 5, 2017 17:47:16 GMT
Deimos notices Rosalind was moving around in bed. He stayed leaned up against the counter, giving her a smile from behind his mug. Good... afternoon. He said, smiling at her. You okay? He asked her. She seemed content, but still he wanted to make sure. Then again, he thought to himself as she cuddled his pillows, an amused smile still being hidden by his coffee mug, My bed is comfortable enough that it's hard to get out of... a lot of the time. He supposed it was a pro of being on pretty good terms with the headmaster. He was given tips around the time he turned 18 on how to lessen the pain in the mornings, like getting a proper mattress and pillows. The other students were pretty jealous of him getting a special bed, especially since it was after... that. He took a long sip of his drink, glancing behind him to see if the coffee was ready yet, sighing as his coffee machine couldn't magically make a full pot within two minutes.
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Post by Rosalind Neveah Bonner on Aug 5, 2017 18:26:52 GMT
Mmmm. Rosalind rolled onto her back, stretching and yawning. I'm sore but I guess that's to be expected. I'm also hungry. She sighed, sinking back into his pillows. Maybe she would slowly steal them and transfer them to her room while he was gone. Your bed is so comfy. I never wanna leave. She said, looking at him. She had an arm across her forehead, the other hand resting on her stomach. I'm just gonna move in if that's okay.
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Post by Deleted on Aug 5, 2017 18:52:16 GMT
Deimos nodded, realizing his stomach was telling him it was pretty empty too. Hmm.. yeah, I could use some food. He agreed with her, a hand subconsciously going to his stomach. He tried to think over the food he had, finally putting down the cup to check his fridge and freezer. It was filled, but with mostly meat and alcohol, which he'd never seen her eat meat. He pulled out a ready-to-eat sausage link and chewed on it, we should probably go to the cafeteria, I don't have a lot of options. He picked up his mug again, back to being amused at her, That depends... If I say no, are you going to steal my bed?
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Post by Rosalind Neveah Bonner on Aug 5, 2017 19:01:01 GMT
Rosalind watched as he pulled out the sausage, wrinkling her nose at the sight. While she was personally a vegetarian, she didn't berate people for eating meat. Especially since a good chunk of the people at the academy were "animals" and pretty much survived solely on meat, like her boyfriend here. Don't you have a single healthy thing in your fridge? She asked, finally sitting up. She gave him a cheeky smile at his question, shrugging. Maybe~
She stood, stretching again and going to search for her clothes, which seemed to be strewn about the room. Once she'd tugged them on she walked over to Deimos, standing on her toes to kiss him lightly. Doing that would require a lot of work. It'd be easier if you just say yes."
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