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She laughed, cupping his jaw in her hands. “You were always cool.” *** She squinted before relenting, moving closer to him. *** He kissed the...
She relaxed, kissing the corner of his mouth. "I'm glad!" * * * She pulled away nervously, looking at him. "It's gonna hurt if you do that."...
She seemed nervous, but relaxed when he said that. “Really?” *** She was still staring down at her fingertips, her blood bright against her...
It was a woodcut drawing of a pomegranate on his shoulder, with leaves climbing up to curl around his scapula. *** There was a few medical...
She laughed before pulling up a mirror. *** She looked baffled. “In the trunk, maybe...?” *** He dipped his head to kiss her neck gently....
She wiped it, cleaning it gently. “I like it, but I’m biased.” *** She pulled away in surprise. “What?” She tapped the wound with her...
She pulled away, rubbing his back. "There. I'm done." * * * She took a deep breath, turning to him with tears in her eyes. She had a deep cut...
(Zoop?) * * * They pulled over after a while and Lucy took a deep breath, not looking at him. "I'm so... I'm so sorry, Jaz." * * * He raised...
"Yes, Di, of course. It's gonna feel bad after a while." * * * She shook her head quickly, her eyes filling with tears. "Don't talk to me for...
She began to work, her hands gentle. "Tell me when you need a break..." * * * She didn't reply, looking at the road, her eyes wide with fear...
She gave him a small smile, planting a kiss on his bareback before beginning. * * * "I'm trying!" she replied, turning on the car. The glass by...
She turned on the tattoo pen, looking over at him. "Okay," she said, brushing her fingers over his skin. "Ready?" * * * They got into the car...
(Zoop?) * * * She turned to go and the Plaguers attacked, sprinting at them at full speed. * * * "Has this camp grown on you?" * * * "Hear...
She brightened, taking his hand. "My stuff is back at the base." * * * She looked freaked out. "Jaz, they are looking at us. They know we're...
She grinned. "Is that a yes?" * * * "There's, like... a lot, Jaz," she said, sounding like she was on the verge of panicking. "We can't take...
"I'm not sure. You can decide." * * * "*squee!*," Lucy said, her voice hushed. "*squee!*, Jaz. What are we going to do?" * * * "Or we could stay here...
"I'm glad you think so," she said smoothly. She was quiet for a moment before looking at him. "Can I give you a tattoo?" * * * They approached...
"Oh... well, yeah. I paint quite a bit. Ellis gave me a set for my 13th birthday." * * * She grinned up at him before looking ahead. "It...
She blinked in surprise, looking at her hand tattoos. “You didn’t?” *** She laughed, slipping an arm around his waist. “Yup. All kinds of...
“I’m really glad,” she said, kissing the corner of his mouth. “It certainly took long enough.” *** She eyed him for a moment before replying...
