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[quote][b]Asmodeus (Nov 02, 2004 09:47 p.m.):[/b] He opened his eyes when she fit herself against his side and took a slow, deep breath. For the past two and a half weeks she'd been with him constantly. They ate together, they walked together and watched the pointless broadcasts together. He did what he could to continue his search for a way out, a flicker in the guard pattern or a failure of equipment that might somehow make escape possible, but he found nothing. He didn't mind that, really. He'd accepted that he was going to be there for some time, and he didn't feel a need to hurry. What he minded was that at the end of each day she crawled into his bed without a word and he had to lie beside her and wonder what he wanted. The night she'd run into his room had been an awakening of sorts, and a few days into their new arrangement he'd acknowledged his desire. She did not acknowledge any kind of desire except to be safe from the other inmates, and that frustrated him in several ways. He thought often about the night he'd saved her from the army brats and how disgusted he'd been at her accusation and how angry he'd been that she would think something like that of him. Now that she seemed to have finally accepted that he wasn't that kind of dangerous she revelled in it, as if every day and its subsequent night was a series of tests that he came closer and closer to failing each time. She thought nothing of his presence in the room when she stripped off half her clothing before sleeping. She stood too close to him even when they were awake. She touched his hand, she brushed against him, she let her hair graze his arm as she slept. It was the unconscious disregard for her effect that frustrated him, the way she accepted the sacrifice of his own needs without curbing any of her own. There was the other side of it as well. His frustration did not confine itself to Kat. He hated feeling out of control, and if Kat was careless with her oblivious behavior he was equally at fault for allowing himself to dwell on it. Thoughts of her came far too often, painfully detailed and frighteningly powerful thoughts that left him feeling worn out inside. When he thought of the army brats and the looks he remembered on their faces it made him feel sick to his stomach with guilt and revulsion. It made him keep to the very edge of the bed and to step away when it seemed she might step too close. It would disrupt...this, whatever this was, for her to know he was avoiding her intentionally, and so he made an effort to conceal it, but it grew more difficult as her initial caution dissolved. He wanted something he didn't want to want, and now as she pressed against him his frustration peaked. His whole body tensed and he tightened his left hand into a fist in the dark where she couldn't see. "Are you frightened?" he asked bluntly, his voice rough with the effort to keep his breathing even.[/quote]
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