lightbringer, tamer of night
Samira Mohan/Trinity Santos, 4.8K, Explicit
“How much have you had to drink tonight?” Trinity says finally, laying the words down like evidence, flicking into doctor-mode even with Samira’s lipstick smeared messily across her mouth.
“Not that much,” Samira laughs, reaching for Trinity, but Trinity wraps her hand around Samira’s forearm in a loose grip.
“More than usual though, right?” Trinity says, reluctance tugging the corners of her mouth downward as she lets Samira go. “I…really don’t want you to feel like shit about this in the morning.”
“I won’t,” Samira promises, frustration fizzing on the back of her tongue. “I know what I’m doing.”
“This just…” Trinity stutters, looking uncharacteristically hesitant. “This doesn’t feel like…you…”
“Clearly you have more to learn, then,” Samira says, raising her eyebrows and tilting her head expectantly, like they’re back in the Pitt and Trinity had misread a test result. Trinity’s breath hitches the tiniest bit.