PHOENIX QUI RENAÎT

—Marley Nolan— twenty-three PHOENIX SECTOR HEAD Water Elemental Sub Powers: Blood Manipulation, Healing, Intuitive Aptitude

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mybrightxistooslightx

So instantly she was finding herself in this woman again, finding air on her shoulders instead of weight and finding that twist in her stomach that Marley so easily gave her, the skip in her pulse. She didn’t want to pull away at all, didn’t want to stop touching her and kissing her, wanting to do both of those things so much more and she panted softly against her lips, trying to hold her closer and feeling the way her body was humming with energy but at the same time, her eyes didn’t want to open, even with how badly she wanted to see her. They were tired, she was, tired in the best sort of way but the woman on her lips breathed life into her as well and that was something she couldn’t say for anyone else in her life, something that belonged only to Marley as she felt her hand flex over her skin, following her guidance now. They moved behind the stream of water, feeling it rush over her head as they did but she didn’t lose Marley’s lips, kissing her with more head before the woman was lifting her onto a ledge just above the water, making her hands grip more against her trying to keep her close. God,s he wanted to touch her, wanted to learn her and know her and she whined as Marley’s hand moved to tug the lace off of her hips, Nyx moving gently the way that she needed to to help her, her hand gripping more into her curls. She was still humming with pleasure, still so sensitive and just the cooler air on her skin made her shiver and roll her hips softly, her walls flexing and her nerve pulsing to being exposed. She felt safe, she felt anything but exposed in Marley’s presence and that was enough to give her pause, enough to make her realize just how different this woman was, how special she was and she kissed her harder before she lost her lips, feeling Marley working her way lower and making her moan as she trailed down her neck. “I want you.” she whispered, her free hand moving down the woman’s body to claim her breast again over lace, whining just to the feeling and how badly she wanted and needed to touch her too and her hips jerked up softly to the nip at her thigh, her hand still flexed hard in her curls, trying to keep her as close as she could and she guided her between her thighs, gasping as she looked down at the sight of Marley between her legs, the way she was so instantly watering more for her. “Fuck…you’re so hot. I need to touch you.” she whimpered, flexing her hand more over her breast and groaning as she hardened for her, her other hand collecting her curls and holding them for her, unable to help the way her hips kept rolling softly, not scared to show the woman just how much she wanted her.

The moment she lifted Nyx onto the edge, the moment her body was out of the water to her eyes she was drinking her, thankful for the roar of the water to muffle the low moan in her throat just taking the woman in. Water was beading from her warm skin, soaked black lace clinging to her chest and her eyes followed the soft muscle of the flat of her stomach as her hand worked the wet lace from her hips, guiding it down her thighs and fighting the way it tried to stick to her skin, to cling to her. She only worked it harder, leaning to kiss along the bend of her thigh just blow her hip before she freed the fabric from her legs and let them fall to the edge beside her to not lose them. Her mind never touched on them again after that, lips kissing lower from top of her thigh at her hip to the crease of her thigh that led her so much lower. Nyx was all she saw then, all she breathed into her lungs and she’d found her scent before just in touching her but now her mouth was so much closer and she drank her in. Her hands moved gently to the backs of her thighs to slowly spread her, to let her eyes take in the vulnerability between her thighs, tender flesh exposed to her and beads of water trailing the inside of her thighs. She didn’t miss the difference, the way water beaded from her skin but then the bead of creamy heat that formed for her at her entrance. She could see how tight she was, how untouched she was and she couldn’t fathom how no had beat her to this woman but she was instantly thankful, instantly leaning in and panting to run the flat of her tongue over that drop of creamy heat to capture her taste, moaning and feeling the way her own body trembled in tasting her, her arousal beading back over her tongue as she ran the tip higher over her nerve to wrap her lips around her to suck softly. Marley’s left arm hooked protectively around her waist, her right running up her thigh to gently trace her middle finger slowly around her entrance before the flat of her tongue lapped lightly over her to gather every drop that escaped her. “You are touching me.” She murmurs, running the tip of her lower to her entrance as she looked up at her. “So touch me faster.” She adds, pressing her tongue inside of her to stretch her and a cry spilled of into her core tasting her, feeling how tight she was around her. Nyx was touching her, she was surrounding her and Marley’s hands flexed at her hips to lock her against her tongue.

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healertothemax

He held her with ease in his arms, moving back to his brownstone to open the door as he kept her close to his chest, arms wrapped around her and he relished in knowing she was safe at the very least, knowing that nothing in the world could touch her if she was right here. At lot was changing but even with the change, he found steadiness here, regardless of what they were or weren’t because…she was his best friend. He knew he could turn to her, regardless, and he hoped she knew the same as he moved back upstairs now, hearing her words and nodding just softly. Max wasn’t sure what to say, if there was anything to say to that, the simple fact that Marley wanted to know Nyx more and he didn’t really think it needed his input. His eyes fell closed just for a second to her touch, the simple touch that relaxed him and his own hand moved to mimic it, brushing softly through Marley’s curls as she spoke again and he moved to the couch to sit with her in his arms. “Change is hard.” he agreed, not pretending to know to what degree Marley was struggling with it, but they’d gone through a lot of change in the last few weeks and sometimes he struggled to keep up, leading to part of the reason why he hardly left his house now. He wanted to catch up before he learned more new things. “But I’ve figured out it leads to growth….and…I know we’re going to be okay.” he added quietly, hugging her a little closer and sitting back against the couch, tilting his head back enough just to see her for a moment. “Maybe a tiny…little bit more than a little?” he asked, the slightest smile twitching at his lips but just as quickly he was leaning forward to kiss her forehead, lingering there and pulling in her scent before he guided her back to his neck to hide her, to keep her safe. “Beer and a movie? Even though it’s way before noon?

Her cheek stayed resting into his shoulder as he carried her back inside, feeling the change in temperature from the damp coolness of the dark city to the dryer warmth inside his walls that had her body relaxing a little more in his hold, noting that he didn’t say anything to Nyx and he was right not to because even she didn’t know what there was to say. Yet her mind reeled a little, with things she somehow though he should know, and things she wasn’t sure how to say. “I couldn’t......didn’t really let her touch me.” She mutters, not sure really why she hadn’t let Nyx touch her. She wanted Nyx to touch her, God, she wanted it, it.......”Didn’t feel right, or fair. It didn’t feel fair to you, really didn’t feel fair to her.” She tells him, biting at the inside of her cheek. “Who the hell am I to tell her I’ve been sleeping with you and you that I slept with her and be touched by either of you?” It wasn’t really a question at all. She was no one to be finding pleasure from two people, but giving it didn’t feel as unfair somehow. Blue eyes found him as he sat down with her, making her pull back a little more to see him as he spoke. “I’m struggling with whether or not I want to grow lately, and in what ways but.....I know we will be.” She nods weakly, taking in the man she called her best friend, eyes closing as he pulled her in to press his lips to her forehead and her fingers flexed more against the nape of his neck, tilting her head slightly to move fluidly in to press her lips to the corner of his mouth as her hand flexed a little tighter in his hair for it and her chest swelled and ached, hurt. “Anything you want.”

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mybrightxistooslightx

She could only nod with her words, agreeing with her completely and knowing it was the truth, knowing that no matter how good or fair of a leader you were, someone, if not a lot of someones, would always be unhappy for the simple fact that they aren’t in charge. “Unfortunately, anarchy is like communism- it only works on paper.” she muttered, settling gently on her lap and pulling her closer to kiss her lips, to find the taste she was already so addicted to and wanted to know better. She knew very well that she was taking a chance right now, not just with Marley but with the fact that they were in her office, that anyone could walk in at any moment but…She wanted to kiss her, needed to, so she did, resting more against her and learning her taste with the tip of her tongue, stroking softly over her lower lip as she felt her hands flex over her hips. Nyx couldn’t help the soft moan, couldn’t help the way her hand flexed more in her curls as her other brushed over the side of her neck, moving lower to graze over her ribs through her shirt and flex against her side, her head spinning and forgetting how to breathe as she felt her warmth, her lips on her own. Hearing her words, should couldn’t help but chuckle against her lips, amber eyes flickering open to see as she nipped at her lip, laughing a little more and capturing Marley’s lower to drag her teeth gently over the skin, more of her taste flooding her mouth and making her stomach twist. “I gotta admit it’s a lot harder now…with this really hot, gorgeous woman always on my mind.” she told her, eyes playful on Marley’s before she kissed her again, perfectly content with just talking to her, kissing her like this, learning her more and just getting to see that smile, getting to feel it against her lips.“You’re the only person who’s really seen me so…” she added more quietly, taking her in now before she pressed to her lips, brushing through her curls before her fingertips grazed over her scalp, her hand at her side slipping lower just to move under her shirt, just wanting to feel her skin.

“No one’s ever going to be happy so we find ways of being happy around them.” A sly smirk tugged at her lips just watching the woman move slowly to straddle her lap, watching her hips sink to rest against her and biting at her lower lip to stifle the sound she wanted to make in response to that movement. It took....every ounce of resolve to stay still and move slowly as she brought her hands with just a hint of caution to her hips, a hint of reserve just in memorizing her and moving over her like she fully intended on doing so a million times in the future. There was intent and she didn’t hide that, blue eyes running over the curves of her hips as her fingertips slipped just under the hem of her shirt to guide it up just an inch or so to see the sun-kissed tan of her skin, the flat soft muscle of her stomach that had her flexing her jaw and running her fingertips over her hips and around to the small of her back to let them brush over the dimples there. Her breathing shook past her lips with pure restraint as Nyx’s teeth captured and raked over her lower. She knew where they were, knew how risky it was to be where they were, or, at least she could assume it was. It was pretty clearly the office of a sector filled with people in a city filled with people but she couldn’t bring herself to care, not with this woman’s thighs wrapped around her like they were, not eye level with her neck that her eyes fell to now and parted hotly over the base of her throat over her collarbone, the tender vulnerability of soft flesh that had her tongue rolling forward for the taste of her skin. “Is there more than one blind person in this city then?” She murmurs, tilting her head a little to wrap her lips now over the tender spot just under her chin. “Surely there’s a lot of blind people but still it’s no excuse because with my eyes closed your voice is enough to....yeah.” She smirks, raking her teeth carefully over tender skin though not at all missing the faint bruise she’d left on her neck the week before. Feeling her hands slip just under her shirt she panted against her neck a little more, her hand on the small of her back pressing her hips closer to her own as she moved higher to her lips again. 

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firewithiin

Punching the neck is the lowest of lows, at least she didn’t go for the balls. John half expected the blow to come though. He stumbles back a little, grasping at his neck as his coughing starts up, but towards the end it just turns into chuckling. Over and over, he repeats to himself to keep his cool, he won’t go striking a girl…right now. “Hey, but I l-love those silk and satin panties.” He croaks out to her. “You got a good swing, but it needs some work.” 

“Well then where I lack in satin and silk you can have plenty of pairs in your favorite shades of vermillion and chartreuse.” Snapping her fist back to her side her eyes flattened on the man. “Please.” She bites. “You’re worried about hitting a girl because of what people might think so you’re gonna choke out fake advice that you know you should be taking yourself? You’re full of shit, now grow a pair and stop thinking people are going to get sexist and pissy because you hit a girl when really you’d just be hitting someone stronger than you and you’re too scared of me being the outcome of that choice.”

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firewithiin

“Figures, I should have known you would be one of those types that gets their panties in a knot because of a harmless, little nickname they call EVERYONE else. So what will it be? Sweets, Hun, Bitch?” 

“The panties I don’t wear are non of your business. You might want to watch your girlish figure before you can’t fit into the silk and satin you have wedged up your fucking ass, you prick. Clearly they're already cutting off the circulation to your balls.”

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firewithiin

“If you haven’t noticed yet, I really don’t care what you think or wanted. Pretty sure you can find doughnuts elsewhere if you try hard enough. Trust and believe, sweetheart.”  

“....The fuck did you just call me? I trust and believe my ability to destroy you if you make that mistake again.”

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mybrightxistooslightx

She knew that Marley couldn’t answer her question underwater but she still gave her that look, letting her know she was curious and paying attention to her touch, not that she could focus on anything else in that moment and she didn’t want to even if she could. Her eyes were on Marley and then they were closed, kissing her as she guided them both up to the surface and a breathless smile spread on her lips, feeling the warm rain of the waterfall cascade over them but it was nothing compared to her touch, making her pant softly against her lips now as Marley’s hand tucked away the little ball of light to cup her cheek. Her hand moved as the woman released her gentle hold on it, wrapping around her waist and pulling her more flush against her body, no shame in wanting her and needing her, needing to know the taste of her lips and the feel of her skin. Her tongue rolled forward gently, grazing over Marley’s lower lip before she parted them for more of her taste, feeling the way her breath caught in her throat and the way her stomach twisted so much more as she moaned just softly, more of her taste flooding her mouth and making her pulse pick up as she kissed her. She felt Marley’s hand in her hair and her own moved to mirror the movement, brushing gently through her wet curls to pull them back from her face, to touch her, moving higher now to shield her head and keep her on her lips, knowing they had parted not even five minutes ago but God, she wanted her, she needed her, and she was going to keep reaching for her until she was pushed away…and even then she’d keep reaching.

With breaking through the water Marley released the pressure she’d had on her hand, the source of feeling her pulse beneath her fingertips because while Nyx could question her with her eyes...Marley knew she’d been holding onto her heartbeat to know that she was okay, to know the exact moment her pulse struggled and her body missed air flooding her lungs, to know the difference in feeling that Nyx was safe from the moment when she suddenly wasn’t. With air flooding her lungs her touch slipped away, knowing she was okay enough for breath and to be crashing to her lips and she flexed her hand on her hip instead. She didn’t want to open her eyes and look at her and see the fatigue she’d seen in Nyx’s eyes prior to tonight, didn’t want to see the hurt that Marley didn’t know the source of but at the same time it was a look she knew so well without it having to be said and she felt a protection in the pit of her stomach that she’d never felt so strongly in her life, a need to shelter someone else. Marley was always protective of the people close to her but this was different, immensely strong and so natural and she did want Nyx weak in her arms, but not from other people hurting her. She wanted her completely tired in a deeper way, completely vulnerable only for her, she wanted her arms wrapped around her and relying on her, wanted her eyes unable to fully open for more than a moment before they were falling heavily closed, she wanted to carry her home. Her hand gripping at her hip and the other cupping her cheek she pressed her back deeper behind the falling stream of water, under the falls and sheltered in shade against the rocky wall where only warm mist hit their skin and the roaring sound of the water drowned out whimpers and their breathing she lifted Nyx onto a shallow ledge just above the water line, her right hand gripping into the lace on her hips to work the fabric down her thighs as she kissed her deeper and nipped harder bites down her neck. She wasn’t letting her go now, her mouth watering as she was hit with her scent and sinking lower to nip a path against the inside of her thigh.

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healertothemax

He held Marley in his arms, flexing his strength around her and listening to the words she gave him, processing and turning without question to move back to his house, not interested in anything right now outside of his best friend and the talk they were having. He was sure there was some coffee in his cupboard if Marley really wanted some, but he was personally more interested in a beer and talking to her, or trying to at least. Memories flashed in his mind as she brought them up, nodding and swallowing softly as he heard her and his eyes moved to find her own, studying them for a long moment before he spoke. “Sometimes I miss those things too and I need to see you for the same reasons but…I’m not going anywhere. No matter what. You’re….you’re my best friend, Mare and that’s…always been our truth, no matter what else. We…we did have something and…we still have something. I have you and you have me. I bet it is terrifying but…I’m here for you. You can…you can talk to me about her if you want…Not saying I’m filled with the world’s best advice but…just…” He paused, releasing a breath and really looking at her, looking at his best friend and feeling tears sting at his eyes but he didn’t lose sight of her, stopping outside of his door now just to see her, to take her in before he spoke, making sure she saw the look in his eyes, his truth. “Promise me you’ll keep trying?” he asked softly, unable to help the way his chin shook a little but that’s all he wanted for her, irregardless of whether it was with him or not. He just wanted her to be happy, to be okay, to be taken care of and loved.

Her arms wrapped more around his neck, never able to feel anything but comfort in how easily he picked her up into his arms and could somehow tuck her away from everything around her, make her feel like she was hiding against him every time her chin rested against his shoulder and her face turned slightly into his neck. His scent was something she knew, though slightly different in fragrance being in this city and that irony caught up to her a little. He was less familiar than he used to be, Nyx’s scent something nudging at her for being completely familiar in this new place, new but something that had yet to change the way Max’s had just in being here. “I don’t know her very well......just know that I want to know her more.” She mutters, releasing a soft sigh and letting her fingers flex into his hair at the nape of his neck as he carried her back to his brownstone. “Change is hard.” The words were simple but they spoke volumes to Marley. Change was hard for her, where she didn’t want change, or know how to change. It was hard when she felt so torn between wanting to be the piece that made Max happy, and the piece that made Nyx happy too. She knew she couldn’t be everything to both of them and even that thought made her mind want to recoil to neither of them just to punish herself for this and know they’d be better off without her. She hated the way her mind always battled, hated how exhausting it was and how it made her not want to move even more. “Promise a little.” She mutters, feeling tired all over again and content to just not move which probably offered Max nothing but dead weight but she was so quick to deflate herself lately when it came to herself personally. 

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littlerenarde

“I think you already know my thoughts on you becoming the Head of that sector. I am definitely all for it, it needs one, and since you are new around here I think it would be wise to get everyone involved on a deeper level around here. Plus I think you are the perfect person to take up that role, not many can, it’s a tough one, but I have faith that you would take it by the throat.” Rose spins around in her seat to grab hold of a button board she hand made, turning back around, she hands it out towards Marley. Just to give the woman something else to play with, just like Rose would need. “Have you talked to any other Heads about this?” 

“I know what you told me.” She nods, smiling lightly, remembering having a bit of this talk with Rose and unlike some of the other Heads, Rose was easier to find and talk to about such things, more available and willing. “I haven’t, well, I haven’t been able to track down a few but I’ve mostly been talking to the Perseus Assist, she’s been talking to her Head and the Eridanus Head is trying my patience on a more personal level so I haven’t talked to her.” She shrugs, looking to the board Rose moved to offer her and slipping her fingertip away from the button she’d been clicking to gently take what was being offered to her. Just looking at it made her miss piano and she sunk down to sit on the floor with it in her lap. “You should market these. It’s genius for people who can’t sit still.” she chuckles, pressing a few buttons. “Motor skills for adults.”

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firewithiin

“Do you have about a month for me to explain exactly what’s wrong with me? Didn’t think so. I was hungry, there were doughnuts, poof.” 

“I have until the moment I get bored with whatever your answer is that will never be a good enough excuse for eating all the damn donuts, dude.”

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‏عندما تعتمد أفعالنا على نوايا طيبة، فإن أرواحنا لن تندم عليها. When our actions are based on good intentions, our souls shall not regret it.

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mybrightxistooslightx

“There’s a difference in being a leader and being ‘over’ someone. A true leader considers themselves to be equal to their people.” she mused, amber eyes taking in the woman next to her, watching her sign her name and the way she clicked her pen, just learning little pieces of her but…they were important to Nyx, little things that made her up. “We’re not completely in the dark about what’s happening upstairs. Radio…Television…if it’s being broadcasted, we can tap into it.” she told her, releasing a breath and struggling to focus on everything beside her and…she didn’t want to focus on anything else, seeing her now and leaning in to find her lips, wanting and needing the taste of them, the feel of her skin. Nyx knew it was probably stupid- Hell, they’d just been talking about her best friend and…even that didn’t stop her, wanting the woman next to her and needing her, remembering how she’d breathed those words against her ear not too long ago and they still rang true, more so even than they had that night. She needed her and she didn’t want her thinking she didn’t deserve the things, the people in her life because Nyx felt she did and…she didn’t think she was some gift from a supreme being but…she could take care of her. Kissing her now, she released a breath against her lips, unable to hold it in her lungs from the way Marley took her breath away, but God, she pulled in another that was purely the woman, her breath that she released to Nyx’s lips now. That need and want grew impossibly more, feeling her hand on her cheek pulling her closer and her own did the same, blindly abandoning her file and her pen to her desk  to kiss her deeper, whimpering softly as her tongue grazed over the woman’s and filled her mouth with her taste, her stomach twisting so much more. Nyx reached for the file in Marley’s hand, her pen, adding them to the pile on her desk before she moved to straddle her hips in her chair, resting on her lap carefully and moving both hands to her cheeks, letting her right slip lower to her neck as she kissed her with hunger, pressing her back more against her chair and threading her fingers into her curls, her breathing picking up more and her heart skipping hard in her chest, knowing there was no better taste in the world than this woman on her lips.

“I’ve learned in life it doesn’t really matter, if a leader believes their equal to their people or above them, obviously I don’t believe in the latter but it doesn’t matter, people will always hate the people they feel have any shred of power, hate the people who lay down any rules or try for order, hate the people who reach out to try and help because then those people just need to mind their own business and the helps not wanted. There’s really no winning if you’re in any position of having a whisper of a voice.” She mutters, sighing and moving her eyes back to Nyx, every thought leaving her mind the moment she was on her lips and the eagerness burned in the pit of her stomach as she felt the woman move the file from her hand and the pen and Marley was whimpering with want. Fuck, she wanted her, she wanted the way Nyx wanted her, she wanted the closeness of being touched, even the simple way her hand curled into her hair and the way she tried to pull her closer, the way she did pull her closer. Nyx had her breath shaking from her lips, even more so as the woman moved to straddle her lap. Her mind couldn’t help but touch on the fact that they were in a public office, door closed or not nothing was stopping anyone from walking in and yet she her hands moved to flex her grip over her hips, her tongue trying to familiarize with Nyx’s tongue and the taste of her she had already learned to crave. How the fuck was this woman even single here? She was gorgeous, breathtaking and strong; Marley was so hooked on her passion and the way she could talk to her, the way Nyx could listen when she talked back, she was learning the capacity of her heart in the way she didn’t hesitate to help Max even knowing exactly who he was to Marley.....especially knowing. Her hands moved from her hips to run up her sides, to wrap her up close to her and maybe this was all she wanted, for a moment it was, holding her and kissing her, learning and the taste of her mouth. “How the fuck do you get work done looking like you do?” She smirks, smiling against her lips and nipping playfully.

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mybrightxistooslightx

Nyx didn’t know how to be anything but honest, but Marley made her feel like it was okay to be that, that she wasn’t being ‘overly honest’ or 'too forward’ or other things she’d heard throughout her life in regards to herself. She merely did what she wanted to do and reaching for Marley now is the only thing she wanted in that moment, needing to feel her skin and her warmth, not wanting to move away from her. Nyx wanted to move with her, meeting her eyes now and fighting the way her breath tried to hitch, her stomach knotting in a beautiful way and she flexed her grip lightly over Marley’s hand, stroking her thumb over her knuckles. She saw her smile spread and God, her own formed, breathless underwater and she captured her own lower lip softly before she moved her, looking at her with gentle question as she felt the light pressure against her hand. Still, she moved forward, moved toward the water that was rushing down into the lake they were in and she didn’t stop until she could see the movement of the water, the rush of the current. Amber eyes moved upward then, able to see the waterfall through the clear water above them and she looked back to Marley only to smile more, feeling her stomach twist and her chest ache both in beautiful ways. God, she wanted to kiss her, she wanted to and…she did, finding her lips and moving her free hand to her cheek to bring her up with her, pulling in a breath that held only Marley as she felt the waterfall rain down gently on them.

She held onto the gentle pressure between Nyx’s thumb and forefinger, letting the woman’s pulse flutter into her own veins but she didn’t miss the gentle question in Nyx’s brown eyes as she looked over at her. It wasn’t like Marley could explain the reason for the touch right now but she smiled, not losing that touch but more focusing on moving through the water with her. She could feel the rush of current, the movement of water brushing in streams within streams across her skin as her eyes went up to the waterfall breaking through the surface but her eyes were instantly on something more beautiful. Her smile under the water had her own lips parting to release a breath though she locked water from spilling down her throat and seeing Nyx moving closer to her her hand tugged her even closer still, meeting her lips so much warmer than the water, so much softer, as they broke through the surface below the waterfall. The small warm light in her other hand was quickly tucked into the pocket of her jeans and she moved that hand to Nyx’s cheek to mirror the woman’s hand on her own, lips parting to pull in her exhale and get her scent on her tongue and the other gently releasing the pressure on her hand to run up her spine and thread into wet curls, her pulse hammering in her ears and her lungs throbbing with it just to hold in her perfume.

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healertothemax

He shook his head a little stubbornly with her words, but he didn’t know how to say what he wanted to say, didn’t know how to tell Marley that he wasn’t hurting, that she hadn’t hurt him in any way but he wanted her to know that, meeting her eyes now and feeling his own sting, mostly out of frustration with himself but he knew Marley was struggling and he didn’t want her to be. Max paused with her, feeling her stop walking and feeling her hand move over his stomach, holding her blue hue and seeing so many thing in them, but it was her words that had him shaking his head more, had him closing his eyes to fight the sting as he moved to lift her, bringing his best friend so easily into his arms and holding her tightly, breathing her in. “Just want you to be okay…” he whispered after a long moment, swallowing thickly to keep his voice steady, his arms flexing more around her small frame. “You can be sorry but know that….know you didn’t hurt me okay?” he told her, his hand flexing into her curls. “You didn’t hurt me and…she didn’t hurt me. Just want you to be taken care of. S'all I want, Mare.”

How did she have any right to look at him and miss him? She really didn’t. Marley was sentimental and habitual by nature, she held as tightly onto comforts as she could because she knew, not many stayed, and that had always been the story of her life but it wasn’t just people who left it was people she left too and sometimes.....”Sometimes I miss that rainy cabin we closed ourselves off in. Sometimes I miss the chaos of bloodshed because you were running back in beside me, sitting beside me, sometimes I miss you and need to see you and know you’re still here, because so many people aren’t and sometimes you’re all that matters to me because I know....I know I’m what matters to you too and sometimes I don’t know what to do with any of it, especially when me being happy means you and I not being what made me happy to, and not having everything we had. We have.....had....something. I don’t even know whats right and wrong to say....but I need you and its selfish and I wish sometimes that you would run and not look back but I also don’t trust anyone else for you. I don’t know what she is to me, she’s something that feels right and natural and strong and I barely know her and that’s terrifying but regardless its something and I don’t know...how to be happy,  I just know how to try.”

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“I’ll make a note of it but…I don’t blame you in the slightest and I’d be doing the same thing. It’s unacceptable and not something we want in our leadership, what she did. We need people who protect their own, people who take care of their people, and she tried to use him like a pawn. That shit don’t fly here.” she told her, her jaw flexing just with how mad she was but looking at Marley it was hard as hell to be mad, her breath catching softly and God, she wanted to touch her, just feel her in anyway. She saw the gratefulness in her hue and she shook her head just lightly, but she listened to her words, clicking her pen a few times and bringing it up under her chin as she processed. “I’ll keep that in mind.” she told her honestly, thinking for a moment longer. She wasn’t one to ask for more, not when she’d already been given more than enough, not when she’d fought like hell to be where she was at right now and that wouldn’t change. She respected her friend, the Head of her sector, and she looked up to her, knowing that they learned from each other and remembering how even Reagan had suggested it more than a few times. It was something to think about but she wasn’t focused on it right now, her eyes taking in Marley from her new position and wanting to reach for her, but she focused past that for now, hearing her words and focusing on the file in her hand. “We’re lucky to have him, then.” she told her quietly, honestly, her eyes backing that up before she finished amending Marley’s file, filling out a paper that needed to be signed by Reagan but it needed her own and Marley’s first. She wasn’t lost from her words, hearing them and they made her pause in her signature, usually so quick from just how short her name was but…she looked to Marley and studied her, knowing that the woman meant by the words and Nyx didn’t believe them for a second, finishing the rest of her signature blindly and leaning over to  guide her lips to her own.

With her eyes moving over lines of paperwork her fingers see-sawed the pen between them and she chewed lightly at the inside of her cheek for a moment before looking over at her. She both loved looking and regretted it every time, the way her stomach twisted looking at her and the way her focus failed more and scattered her thoughts which made signing anything more difficult. “Everyone has their own way of doing things and running things but it doesn’t mean it works for everyone working under them. I personally don’t believe in an ‘under’ and some do.” She mutters, signing her name on bottom line before her thumb clicked the pen closed just to flip to another form beneath the first.  “We’re more lucky to be here in my opinion and not left to whatever’s happening up there.” She tells her, chancing another glance at her because for fuck’s sake she couldn’t keep her eyes away for long, growing more and more addicted to simple things like watching her lips part to form words or just her eyes moving over a paper with a cant of her head that made her curls fall away from her neck, the clicking of her pen as she held it under her chin. She almost missed the way Nyx’s eyes were suddenly on her and even less time to realize she was leaning in closer until her was cut off and locking in her lungs and Nyx’s taste was flooding her mouth. She did what she wanted, without worry or doubt, maybe doubt was present in her mind but in the end it didn’t deter her actions and Nyx moved in the ways she wanted to so why couldn’t Marley? She could, she was capable of it, she just didn’t know everything she felt, there were no clear lines, no order but Nyx on her lips made everything in her mind go silent and with the release of a soft pant across her lips her hand was moving to cup her cheek to guide her back more to her lips.

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Her hands found places to rest on her skin, wanting and needing to feel her and not wanting to move away from her in the slightest, even knowing that she probably should. Marley might not want the touch and she didn’t want to crowd her but…she was reading the way the way stayed close, the way she seemed to want to touch her too, and that’s what she fed off of, taking it as a silent okay to keep her under her fingertips. Hearing her words now, she ducked her head on a bashful laugh, heat flooding her cheeks as she swallowed softly. “Yeah…it was unintentionally sappy….just said the first thing that came to mind.” she mused, letting her eyes linger on her own hand, the way it was brushing softly over her stomach now but she looked up after a moment, needing to see her and needing to know she was okay, care knitting her brows and softening her hue even more. Nyx’s smile spread seeing Marley’s, hearing her soft laugh and knowing she was okay, knowing that she hadn’t added any weight to the woman’s shoulders and she was glad because she didn’t want to. She wanted to keep that laugh warm on her lips and that smile that reached her eyes and brightened her hue…God, she wanted her to be okay and she wanted to help keep it that way if she could. Watching her fuss over the lace on her chest, Nyx hummed a warm laugh, flexing her hands softly over her ribs and running her right hand higher to adjust the strap of the woman’s bra, looking at her now and feeling her stomach twist, her breath catching softly in her throat. Just as quickly, Marley was disappearing under the water and she watched her for a moment before she sank down below the surface, blinking her eyes open and bringing focus to them. She was beautiful all on her own, but seeing her in her element, seeing her surrounded by the bright water…she took Nyx’s breath away and she moved back to the surface just to pull in another before she joined her again, catching her eyes now and smiling softly, nodding her head toward the falls and extending her hand to her.

Even the oddly warm, yet cool, water did nothing to soothe the heat under her skin nor the way it pooled against her cheeks just replaying Nyx’s words in her head. It was so her and something that Marley was growing to admire more and more each time she saw it. Nyx said what she wanted, did what she wanted, wasn’t afraid to and fought to even when the ache was so thick in her eyes from other’s slapping her away. Something as simple and honest as saying the first thing that came into her mind had Marley’s stomach twisting and her heart racing, had her eyes burning a darker hue of honest need on the other woman as she watched her slip under the surface of the water with her, had pride flooding her, care. All she could think about right now was seeing more of her, learning more of her, eager to learn her thoughts and her feelings and protect those things about her, because they were so rare. Her right hand stayed closed safely over the little light but in watching Nyx take another breath and then slip below the surface of the water again, she honed in on her heartbeat and the flow of air in her blood, in her lungs and she was grateful then and there that she didn’t need the air herself because it would have left her completely just looking at her, meeting her brown eyes that held onto the glow of the water like a canvas, making the blue richer than it was, making it warmer. She was warmer, Nyx was warmth and she reached to take her hand just to feel it again, to feel the way goosebumps prickled up her arm and seeing the small smile that formed on her lips, had her own spreading too, lacing their fingers and letting her index press lightly to the tender spot between Nyx’s and her thumb to feel her pulse under her touch while she followed her lead and pushed her body through the water because the faster she did the sooner she got to hear Nyx pull breath into her lungs again.