[It doesn't matter how many times they've come across one another. Like somehow knows like. Maybe she wasn't given the serum, and with it a long lasting life or super powers, but she was raised a super soldier, nonetheless. Her virtue was stripped down and stolen long before she had even thought of what it meant to be a woman. She was a soldier and had killed. That was her legacy. Death.
Now, finally open and speaking to the man she's spent hours thinking of after he managed to wander into her life is also the one person that somehow doesn't make her feel the blood on her hands all the time. Given all this she finds it hard not to leap into the fire with him almost immediately. Maybe she should feel bad about it, but she finds it hard to fight what her entire being seems to want.
... and when he sends back thoughts similar to hers. Her heart all but trembles.]
I wouldn't mind if you came over for a glass of wine, and then maybe I could show you exactly what's been on my mind since I've seen you.
I would love to share the flavor of my lips, and even that of my skin, if you'd be willing to do the same.
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Now, finally open and speaking to the man she's spent hours thinking of after he managed to wander into her life is also the one person that somehow doesn't make her feel the blood on her hands all the time. Given all this she finds it hard not to leap into the fire with him almost immediately. Maybe she should feel bad about it, but she finds it hard to fight what her entire being seems to want.
... and when he sends back thoughts similar to hers. Her heart all but trembles.]
I wouldn't mind if you came over for a glass of wine, and then maybe I could show you exactly what's been on my mind since I've seen you.
I would love to share the flavor of my lips, and even that of my skin, if you'd be willing to do the same.