[ When Raleigh finds herself pinned back against her pillows, she looks up at him, a flicker of surprise in her expression. Well then, that was unexpected; Chuck's not looking for a simple one-night stand, and she's not sure what to feel about that, because they could definitely still make out with her shirt on, and --
-- it really sort of irritates her how he inspires the strangest feelings from her, too. ] It's not something you want to see.
[ She says finally, decides to just take the bull by the damn horns and pulls her shirt over her head. She doesn't let go of the shirt, her expression tense and unreadable but fixed on his face; if those circuit burns pretty much kill the mood entirely then... well.
Then that's it. There it is, the vivid scars spanning her shoulder, her chest, the burns snaking over under the bra. ]
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-- it really sort of irritates her how he inspires the strangest feelings from her, too. ] It's not something you want to see.
[ She says finally, decides to just take the bull by the damn horns and pulls her shirt over her head. She doesn't let go of the shirt, her expression tense and unreadable but fixed on his face; if those circuit burns pretty much kill the mood entirely then... well.
Then that's it. There it is, the vivid scars spanning her shoulder, her chest, the burns snaking over under the bra. ]