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light_of_the_world) wrote2015-10-13 02:07 am
light_of_the_world) wrote2015-10-13 02:07 am
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She bid me to take life easy, as the leaves blow on the tree...
She was floating.
She should have taken Noah's warning more to heart. She should have left that party the second he said to. But curiosity, as always, got the best of her. Now, in addition to being a demon, she was a fool who ignored the omens of the dead.
Hild would have been troubled by this if she could feel troubled. If she could feel regret. Or guilt. She felt only at peace now, happy, pleased, content. She felt as though all her worries and troubles had lifted. No, Hild had been lifted up, on a cloud, leaving every heavy feeling, thought, emotion on the distant ground. They were still there, she knew that, just as she knew that she should find her way back to her own bed sometime before the sun rose. But they were distant and hard to reckon, just as her bed was.
She left the party humming to herself, vainly searching her mind for some song that was all happy, that didn't have a speck of death or war or sorrow in it. The ground wobbled slightly beneath her feet, so she gave up on trying to walk a straight line back to the city, instead spread her arms and weaved her way like a bird, turned this way and that by the wind currents, but roughly heading in the right direction of the sidewalk.
She should have taken Noah's warning more to heart. She should have left that party the second he said to. But curiosity, as always, got the best of her. Now, in addition to being a demon, she was a fool who ignored the omens of the dead.
Hild would have been troubled by this if she could feel troubled. If she could feel regret. Or guilt. She felt only at peace now, happy, pleased, content. She felt as though all her worries and troubles had lifted. No, Hild had been lifted up, on a cloud, leaving every heavy feeling, thought, emotion on the distant ground. They were still there, she knew that, just as she knew that she should find her way back to her own bed sometime before the sun rose. But they were distant and hard to reckon, just as her bed was.
She left the party humming to herself, vainly searching her mind for some song that was all happy, that didn't have a speck of death or war or sorrow in it. The ground wobbled slightly beneath her feet, so she gave up on trying to walk a straight line back to the city, instead spread her arms and weaved her way like a bird, turned this way and that by the wind currents, but roughly heading in the right direction of the sidewalk.
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Derek groans as she rocks against him, cock stiffening up in his jeans at the pressure. He slides his hands up the inside of her shirt, along her soft skin and up under her bra, thumbing lightly at her nipples as he looks up at her.
"Looks like you're already feeling pretty good," he says with a lazy grin, unable to help teasing her. "Are you sure you even need me?"
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"Maybe not," she said, but that answer was lost in a chuckle. Laughing at herself, for thinking she could be that strong at that moment. Hild bent her head, pressing a kiss to his mouth, teeth pulling gently at his bottom lip. "No, I need you," she murmured, hot breath shared between their mouths. "Badly."