#07. traitresse

[inbrunstig]

@traitresse sent “ i  just  want  to  feel  something. “

It’s whispered when Sascha is close to her, the women intertwined in the throes of another night together. It pangs the Warden-Commander’s heart—makes her stop her previous actions of peppering kisses down Briala’s neck and instead forces her to sit up, looking down at the other woman.

A hand reaches out and gently cradles Briala’s cheek. Silence passes between them for several moments, Sascha searching what to say.

“We can just sit here, in each other’s company,” she offers softly, thumb stroking a cheekbone in reverence. “Perhaps this isn’t what you want tonight?”