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faelans_folly2013-06-01 06:59 pm
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[Open - Area Around Irish Coffee After Midnight]
I check all the locks and alarms again, even though I did that all on my last sweep. Routine is both an enemy and an ally. As long as I don't use the routine to become lazy and remain alert, it's my ally. Not that this place is a likely target but lack of vigilance is an enemy.
I can hear the training drilled into my head, even if I don't remember where and when it came from. Like everything else I know it's just there. No memory of how or why, just there.
I hear a sound, faint, but definitely there. No human could hear it, but then I'm not human. I don't know what I am, exactly, but I'm not human.
I sweep the flashlight back and forth, although I keep it on more to blind others than help me see. I can see perfectly in the dark, just like I can hear things a human shouldn't. I take a deep breath and I can smell that whatever it is, it's a human. Or at least smells similar to a human.
"Who's there?" I call out.
I can hear the training drilled into my head, even if I don't remember where and when it came from. Like everything else I know it's just there. No memory of how or why, just there.
I hear a sound, faint, but definitely there. No human could hear it, but then I'm not human. I don't know what I am, exactly, but I'm not human.
I sweep the flashlight back and forth, although I keep it on more to blind others than help me see. I can see perfectly in the dark, just like I can hear things a human shouldn't. I take a deep breath and I can smell that whatever it is, it's a human. Or at least smells similar to a human.
"Who's there?" I call out.
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I kiss her back, more passion this time but still not hard, not heated like before. That's okay, this is good. I can taste her, taste myself on her, and I like that. Oddly enough, it makes this seem less like just sex, even though part of me knows it's just sex. Not that there's anything wrong with that.
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"Not a pest," I reassure her. Not at all. I like that she's asking questions, although I don't know that I have very good answers. "Ask all you want."
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"Hunnnnnnn."
Not eloquent, but all I can manage at the moment. Apparently that spot on my neck is very sensitive. Never knew that. I slide a hand down her back and grip her ass.
"Don't know. But doubt it."
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