His hand on her stomach is searingly hot, but the ragged lines of the scar
are numb. Carolyn shakes slightly, catching his wrist before he kisses her
hard and she's distracted by the press of his tongue. She opens up to him,
fingers curling against the back of his neck. She's clinging, and she's
very aware of it, but her grip won't loosen, and she's still trembling
under his hand. She remembers standing in front of him while he sat,
remembers that he leaned forward and rested his head against her stomach.
It makes her throat ache, eyes burning until she closes them.
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Date: 2013-06-23 04:52 am (UTC)His hand on her stomach is searingly hot, but the ragged lines of the scar are numb. Carolyn shakes slightly, catching his wrist before he kisses her hard and she's distracted by the press of his tongue. She opens up to him, fingers curling against the back of his neck. She's clinging, and she's very aware of it, but her grip won't loosen, and she's still trembling under his hand. She remembers standing in front of him while he sat, remembers that he leaned forward and rested his head against her stomach. It makes her throat ache, eyes burning until she closes them.