Snippet Saturday!

Without any preamble whatsoever:

He rested his forehead on hers. "You're good to me, Ange. And I need--" He stopped, closed his eyes, shook his head. "I need you to know that. You say you're not a decent person, but you are."

"What else do you need?" She brushed his hair away from his eyes.

He swallowed hard. He needed to feel something besides this black hole of despair he'd somehow fallen into, this wolfsbane net of pain that had wrapped itself around his heart and lungs so hard that he could barely breathe.

He needed Janni.

Ange nodded, as if reading his mind, although she wasn't putting a Thrall on him and she hadn't fed from him recently enough to reach in that way. "Och, I know. Come to bed, Ben. I can't give you...well. Her. But I can give you myself."

"Aw, Ange, no..."

"It's all I have."

"Hey." He crushed her to him. "No, it's not, okay?" he said into her hair. "You're shortchanging yourself and being unfair to both of us. I'm lucid enough to realize that much."

"Then what?" Her voice broke. "What can I do for you?"

"You've done so much already, you don't even know. Trust me. Keeping my mind from snapping up to now can't have been easy, for god's sake." And watching him fall to pieces was probably even harder. He needed to keep a tighter grip on his sanity.

He wished he knew how.

She dropped her head to his shoulder. "Oh, god, puppy, we're both of us lost."

Comments are ♥. Yeah, still sick, not getting much done in the way of actual writing. Woe.

Snippet Saturday!

Without any preamble whatsoever:

He rested his forehead on hers. "You're good to me, Ange. And I need--" He stopped, closed his eyes, shook his head. "I need you to know that. You say you're not a decent person, but you are."

"What else do you need?" She brushed his hair away from his eyes.

He swallowed hard. He needed to feel something besides this black hole of despair he'd somehow fallen into, this wolfsbane net of pain that had wrapped itself around his heart and lungs so hard that he could barely breathe.

He needed Janni.

Ange nodded, as if reading his mind, although she wasn't putting a Thrall on him and she hadn't fed from him recently enough to reach in that way. "Och, I know. Come to bed, Ben. I can't give you...well. Her. But I can give you myself."

"Aw, Ange, no..."

"It's all I have."

"Hey." He crushed her to him. "No, it's not, okay?" he said into her hair. "You're shortchanging yourself and being unfair to both of us. I'm lucid enough to realize that much."

"Then what?" Her voice broke. "What can I do for you?"

"You've done so much already, you don't even know. Trust me. Keeping my mind from snapping up to now can't have been easy, for god's sake." And watching him fall to pieces was probably even harder. He needed to keep a tighter grip on his sanity.

He wished he knew how.

She dropped her head to his shoulder. "Oh, god, puppy, we're both of us lost."

Comments are ♥. Yeah, still sick, not getting much done in the way of actual writing. Woe.