abnormalizes | Seasons: IC Contact/Continuations

[Evangeline giggles and throws her arms around Fajra's neck.]

I'd have a great time, but your hospitality is more than enough.

Maybe so, but I'd love for you to have a good time with everyone.

[She kisses Evangeline's cheek before sitting down on the couch.]

Actually, I've been meaning to ask something. Would you be okay if I called you one of my girlfriends while we're here? Dating multiple people isn't unusual for a succubus, and you certainly don't seem to mind.

[Oh. Dating. Dating, as in a committed relationship, with feelings? That kind of dating? The kind of dating where it hurts if something bad happens, and something bad always happens?

Evangeline can't hide her look of sheer panic.]

I, um - that's very kind of you and all, but I don't- I really don't date. It's not you, it's me?

[Being let down was one thing, one always had to expect the possibility when making a request like that, but seeing panic on Evangeline's face was a totally different thing.

She places a hand on Evangeline's shoulder.]

Evangeline, it's okay. I won't react that poorly to being rejected. Whatever is the matter? You look like you've seen death herself.

I'm fine! [She tries to smile. It's clearly strained.] I'm not - I definitely am not worried about your reaction, don't worry about that. It's just...

[God, how does she explain this. She hides her face against Fajra's shoulder.]

Have I told you much about my job at home, yet?

It doesn't look fine...

[Though at least it wasn't her that Evangeline was afraid of. When Evangeline hides against her shoulder, Fajra begins to stroke her hair, hoping to be soothing.]

Not very much. You more spoke about the dangers of your home at night. Does... your work have something to do with why you feared my question?

[The hair petting helps. Evangeline takes a deep breath.]

I work with energy collection with Abnormalities - what most people would call monsters - and the fatality rate there is... bad. People die every single day. I've had to clean up the bodies of people I was talking to an hour earlier. You don't get any time to mourn, you have to keep working. There's no value placed on people's lives there.

I've seen so, so many people die that the idea of getting attached to anyone like that - no. I can do friendship, but even that scares me a little.

[Hearing all of this, it was positively horrifying. She's heard of death, known former soldiers, but this was... just to produce energy?! She wanted to be angry, rage against the fairness, scream, but Evangeline needed her right now. Needed her to be calm.

So while she was shaking with anger, she wrapped her arms around the woman in a tight hug.]

I am so so sorry. I never intended to cause such thoughts to rise to your mind. If I were there, I'd bring that place crashing to the ground and bring you and yours back with me.

Until such a time hopefully presents itself... I will be your friend, but one who does care about you a great deal. Should you have need of me, you only have to ask. Okay?

[She kisses the top of Evangeline's head.]

I can't tell you how much that means to me.

[She couldn't expect it from anyone at home except her parents, who weren't in any position to help. The fact that people want to protect her here... she'll never get used to it.

She squeezes her tightly.]

I'm so grateful for your friendship, Fajra.

[Fajra strokes Evangeline's back, nuzzling against her a little.]

And I am grateful for yours, Evangeline.

[Perhaps one day she'd have Evangeline as her girlfriend, but that'd have to wait until her work is a distant, awful memory or at the very least she proves that she isn't going anywhere. All things she currently had no control over.

So instead she smiles, and kisses Evangeline's cheek.]

While we may not be dating, I still insist on spoiling you rotten. I can be quite generous to my friends.

-I know the mood is probably ruined now, but if you're still up for it, dirty talk while I eat you out sounds pretty nice?

[She feels awkward for bringing down the mood, it's definitely her fault here.]

[That manages to get a laugh, and she places a kiss on Evangeline's lips.]

I might need a little help getting back into the mood for such things, but I also have a good idea of how you could do that.

[She's already unbuttoning her own shirt.]

I'd like for you to leave hickeys from my neck, downwards. As many as you can.

[Normally she'd insist on comforting Evangeline, but Fajra was quickly realizing this was how Evangeline sought comfort.]

Once we've had our fill, I'd like to cuddle in bed. You've had a long day.

That sounds perfect.

[Sex is easy and fun and is a way of connecting to people without thinking of scary emotions or pain. Sex is great.

Evangeline sets to work sucking on Fajra's neck and chest, marking her up all over. Much more fun than thinking about the City.]

[Fajra lets out a soft moan as Evangeline begins work on leaving hickeys behind. It did feel a little off, not talking about this more, but she knew that's not what Evangeline was ready for. They made progress as best they could.

At least Evangeline would let her care about her, even if Evangeline was guarding her own heart from pain.]

Mmh your mouth is fantastic. Take it nice and slow, I want my body covered with reminders of you for a few days.

[Do they really have to talk about it ever when anything she has to say will be depressing...

Evangeline slows down, leaving nibbles and love bites all over in addition to the hickeys. If Fajra wants marks, Evangeline is more than happy to provide.]

[Sometimes negative feelings were necessary, something Fajra had learned over time. However, they had time, they could take it one step at a time.

She pets Evangeline's hair as she slows down.]

Just like that, good girl.

[Experiencing negative feelings to allow yourself to process your trauma?? Sounds fake.

Praise is nice. Evangeline hums when she's praised, pushing Fajra's shirt out of the way so that she can cover her stomach in marks as well.]

[Ah, right, there were those pesky clothes. Best to get them out of the way. She snaps her fingers, and all of Fajra's clothing disappears off of her body and reappears on the floor.]

Mmh that's it. When I take over, do you want me to do the same? Marking you up, I mean.

Yes please. Make me a mess.

[She leaves a hickey on the inside of Fajra's thigh.]

[One very extended fucking session later, the pair of them had hickeys all over, sticky thighs and a pleased, exhausted afterglow.

They'd made it to the bed, at least, and Fajra was snuggled in behind Evangeline, acting as the big spoon.

She kissed Evangeline's cheek.]

I... I... hope you don't mind, but I don't feel right just leaving our conversation from before at just what we said.

[Now that she'd comforted Evangeline, it was starting to bother her to just leave it alone.]

...Yeah, I kind of figured.

[Evangeline turns around - she wants to at least be looking at Fajra when she has this conversation.]

I'm as ready as I'll ever be. What do you want to know?

I...

[This was a lot harder than fucking her silly.

Fajra reaches out, cupping her cheek with one hand and laying a gentle hand on her waist.]

Perhaps... it would be best if you told me about your experience with your work. As much as you can tell without it being too much. I understand if you need to cry, or what you say don't feel like all that much. It's just... if you don't open up to me, I'll have a harder time trying to help you.

[Why do you think she wanted to stick to the sex, that's way easier!]

I don't think I could cry if I tried, I don't remember the last time I did.

My job at L Corp is, primarily, to gather energy with interaction with Abnormalities and to suppress them when they breach containment. 'Minimizing employee causalities' is a very distant priority compared to maximizing profit. You can die so many ways, from a single mistake, or even if you didn't do anything wrong and are just unlucky. I've lost count of how many coworkers my facility has gone through.

Management kills you if you try to quit. I've stopped getting attached to my coworkers. Even here - even though I know people will come back if they're killed, the idea of opening my heart like that is...

[That... not being able to cry was sad in itself. She had many emotions. Sadness for Evangeline's life, rage at the people that ruled her life, and feeling of helplessness to do anything about it right now.

She pulls Evangeline in close, petting her hair while looking directly into her eyes.]

I'm sorry, I'm so sorry. You don't deserve for things to be this hard for you, you don't deserve to be in this horrifying situation, and be unable to cry about it.

[Tears pricked Fajra's eyes.]

Even if you don't open your heart... I have no choice but to open mine. I care about you. Not just as someone fun to be with, but for the woman you are. So please... even if you can't open it all the way just yet, at least let me help you shoulder your burden.

If you're afraid, let me be afraid with you. If you're sad, let me be sad with you. I want to share more than just the good with you. Is that... okay?

Fajra...

[Evangeline hugs her tightly.]

I know this will sound even worse, but - I'm not usually afraid, or sad. Because that's how life is and it's what I'm used to. At home I focused on physical relationships with beings I could count on to never die, and here I focus on enjoying myself in a peaceful world. I don't dwell on things I can't change.

I want to be your friend. I care about you that much. And I'm not trying to hide anything from you, it's just that I don't focus on that part of my life when I can avoid thinking about it.

Seasons: IC Contact/Continuations

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