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[thecanarylives]

[ The video flickers on to find Sara perched against her motorcycle on the edge of the woods, looking a little rough around the edges but mostly unhurt. ]

Alright, so... I can't tell if this place is better or worse than the last one yet, but judging from the creepy ambiance, the hopes aren't high. I've got some weapons with me from Deerington, though, so if you're in need of protection or a way to safety, let me know.

[ She chews on her lip a moment. ]

Also, anyone know where the hell to get a drink around here?

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[bookerlesigh]

[ he's missed the way she does that, her mouth against his, and when they break off he can't help the eagerness from bubbling over, the relief and his desire and pressing impatience from both of them drawing the start of a giddy chuckle out, though it's twisted and interrupted into something more desperate as they meet again.

it turns into a moan, quickly, and he shifts her weight against, just a little, so he can take full advantage of the newly exposed skin, his hands wishing they could cover every inch at once.

his tongue slips into her mouth, and he pushes against her, his body straining against hers. ]

[thecanarylives]

[ it's only been a few months, but he's felt so damn far away in that time. another lifetime, a dream perhaps. now that he's here, there's a thirst arising she hadn't known needed quenching - her need for him building quickly with every kiss, every touch.

she hums eagerly into his mouth, sucking hungrily at his tongue as she continues to strip pieces of clothing away. hips pressing up into his, her hands wander his skin, breath hitching in her chest. ]

[bookerlesigh]

[ it feels every bit as natural and right as it has before; one of the first pieces of them that fit together, it still notches together as perfect as the first time, and not for the first time Booker how far down this rabbit hole they've come together, and how unlikely it is he'll be able to find a way out of it.

he sets her down, gently, carefully, tenderly, when they're finished, leans against the wall heavily as he keeps his face nuzzled against her shoulder, into her neck. ]

Stay with me a while? [ it comes out instead of what he really wants to say. ]

[thecanarylives]

[ Strange, how they can be in a completely new world, completely new house, completely new horrors looming over them, and somehow it feels like coming home. He's been that for her for a while now - tucked away in their little apartment, warm and comfortable and familiar.

She's flushed, still catching her breath as her feet touch back to the ground. Her fingers drag through his hair, massaging his scalp a moment and keeping him in close. She smiles at his question, pressing a kiss to his jaw, then his cheek. ]

Long as you want.