[ It's been a long time since Shadowheart let anyone touch her like this. He's presumptuous in a way that she rarely allows, the sweep of his hands down her arms and fingers circling her wrists. If she resisted, she imagines he'd let her go; if he didn't, she knows so many ways to overpower him.
But as his chest presses to her back, Shadowheart wonders what would happen if she let him overpower her. If she struggled, but not enough to throw him off, if his grip tightened and she arched into him, wanting.
She leans back against him for now, expression cool on the surface but pulse quickened beneath her skin, tipping her head to look up at him beneath her lashes. ]
Aren't you lucky to be looking at me, then?
[ Shadowheart imagines there are those who would be repulsed by his admission. Frightened, even. There is something in her that recoils from the image, even though it's not so different from her own capabilities, walking in darkness as she does. ]
I know something about rot, [ she says mildly, closing her fingers over his, ] and healing.
cw: dubcon fantasy??
But as his chest presses to her back, Shadowheart wonders what would happen if she let him overpower her. If she struggled, but not enough to throw him off, if his grip tightened and she arched into him, wanting.
She leans back against him for now, expression cool on the surface but pulse quickened beneath her skin, tipping her head to look up at him beneath her lashes. ]
Aren't you lucky to be looking at me, then?
[ Shadowheart imagines there are those who would be repulsed by his admission. Frightened, even. There is something in her that recoils from the image, even though it's not so different from her own capabilities, walking in darkness as she does. ]
I know something about rot, [ she says mildly, closing her fingers over his, ] and healing.