There was a long pause as Roz allowed herself to lower onto the ground, her feet placed FIRMLY in place as her head hung for a moment. Of all the things that Eden has done, n o t h i n g had ever made her feel this way before. Roz had always been guarded, always treading carefully where relationships lied all because of what had happened a few years ago, but she couldn’t stop herself from falling for the deer faunus.
Hands coiling in to tight fists, she looked up at her partner, even though she knew Eden couldn’t see her expression. A small sigh left her lips as she took Eden’s hands, placing them on her own waist as her pale fingers trailed up the other’s arms and rested upon her shoulders. Her voice was soft as she spoke, perhaps it was even a little s h a k y.
「 I don’t mind, you know… We can… Do it if you’d like… If
you’re feeling this way, I wouldn’t mind helping
you out. 」
She didn’t know what she was getting herself into. She was blinded by her feelings for the other. She wanted to help Eden in any way that she could. Perhaps that was her downfall: no matter how HARD she tried, she couldn’t help but fall for the people who will just end up leaving her.
Eden’s breath hitched in her throat, guilt bubbling in her chest. The faint displays of nervousness and doubt did not pass by without notice. A hand raised, rubbing at the front of her throat ( a bad habit of hers ) but then her wrists were taken, placed onto a spot a person like her did not deserve. She swallowed thickly, fingers gently massaging into the place they resided.
Roz was someone close to her, someone she valued. She was different from the others. All past partners ( no not partners, just one night flings ) often never spoke to her again, or rather, nothing was the same afterwards ( she did not know it, but it was often her own fault ). A part of her screamed at her to say NO but her desires and cravings ran deep as she leaned down to press her forehead against her partner’s.
‘ I--I WANT to, but--but we don’t need to do th-this.
I’d fucking love to do it with you, but only if--if you’re
ABSOLUTELY okay with it. No kindas or just sures,
you know that you’re 100% okay with this. ’
Eden may have been extremely sex-driven, but she would not stoop low enough to force someone. The slightest thought of that disgusted her. Consent was something she NEEDED, and she would not take it as just a favor from her partner. No, she wanted Roz to want it too. Dull green hues closed as her lips trembled slightly -- why was she so scared? She did this often. It should be no different.