[ he apologizes and if she had been less of the woman she was now and more of the girl she had been, naomi would probably be embarrassed. she still is, but not for something that, based solely on what he's telling her, was something he clearly had no control over.
she pushes raleigh down against the sheets as she straddles his hips, mouth meeting his as her fingers run through his hair. ]
I heard about the fight. [ she kisses him deeply, an apology of her own, because sure yancy had wanted her but she could have said no; she could have walked away and not let her wounded pride get the best of her. ] It's why I left for college as soon as I could. It's why I moved.
[ she comes up for a breath and hides her face in his chest. ] I'm sorry if I almost ruined it for you both.
[ and she offers up an awful confession of her own: ] I... I wanted him to be you.
[ she pushes him down and he goes willingly, thoroughly enjoying the way her mouth moves against his. this... this is different enough from his second-hand memories that he doesn't get all tangled up in them again. and when she keeps talking against this mouth, that helps too. ]
Don't be. It wasn't just about you. [ a lot of it was. and she was the spark that ignited the whole thing. but there's no denying the fact that there was some shit raleigh and yancy needed to work out before they could really drift together.
the breath goes out of him when she says i wanted him to be you. not for the first time since he's started getting to know naomi he things, i really should have called her. but what happened, happened. the important thing now is he's in her bed, she's on top of him, and he really wants her. so he runs his fingers down his spine and kisses the top of her head. ] You've got me now. [ he tilts her chin up a little so he can look her in the eye. there's that ghost of a smile again. ] Got any idea on what you're going to do with me?
[ questions like that are better answered with action, so naomi leans in, fits her mouth against his again because the shape of it against her lips is something she likes and the taste of him on her tongue is something she could get used to having for a very long time. she rests her forearms on either side of his head for balance, fingers playing with his hair as she explores his mouth.
she's not seventeen anymore, she's had other men, has explored her own body in a way to figure out the things she likes, the things she doesn't. when she breaks the kiss, she presses her mouth to the pulse at his neck, one hand reaching down between them to stroke the length of him.
years ago, in that truck with yancy becket, she hadn't known what she wanted other than that she wanted to badly to be touched. she'd been shy and uncertain, following the older boy's lead as he put mouth and hands and the rest of him to good use.
there's no room for shyness now, not when naomi skims palms over skin, raleigh's name murmured between her lips. they're not kids the way they used to be. she's not a starstruck teen, and he's seen more than most people should ever have to live through. ]
Stay the night. Please. [ she whispers the words against his mouth, body flush against his. ]
[ her touch is like electricity. it's like being in a drivesuit again and feeling the current zing along the circuitry suit. it's a heady feeling. intoxicating the way really good alcohol is. it's warm and easy and the taste of her in his mouth is better than anything else he's ever had.
she asks him to stay the night and there's really only one response to that. ] Yes. [ yes, he'll stay the night. yes, he'll stay with her in her bed and hold her until she wakes, even if insomnia hits him again. yes, he'll probably do whatever she asks of him.
not just because he likes the way she feels when they're like this. but because she's quite literally the best thing to happen to him in years. naomi is the silver lining to the dark cloud that seems to swallow his life now. she makes him feel like maybe there's still something worth living for other than the knowledge that yancy wanted him to. it's likely that he'll never be able to put into words just how much she's done for him. depression is still a near-constant companion and he still gets in his funks but, well.
moments like these are things he didn't think he'd really have again. real emotional connections with people are things he thought he'd given up. and raleigh's never been more happy to be proven wrong. ]
[ he tells her yes, and something inside of her clicks like a key opening a lock. naomi brings their foreheads together then, a small smile playing on her lips as she draws his arms around her. ] Touch me, please.
[ one hand comes up to trace fingers along the line of his jaw, hesitant and tender. because raleigh moves like a ghost might: quiet, watchful, always on the fringes, but on occasion there is a spark of life behind his sad eyes and naomi watches out for that the way she might the embers of a banked fire. ]
I'm with you, [ she whispers, shaken to the core by the realization of the depth of her feelings for him. ] I'm with you now. I don't know how the memories work, but we're both here. This isn't Kodiak and I'm not seventeen or with your brother. I'm with you, Raleigh. I'm right here.
[ tonight, there is light in his eyes. it flickers, but never wavers, when he brushes fingers along her jawline, her collarbone, down the length of her spine. they're soft, almost hesitant touches. not because he's scared. no, that won't happen until he realizes just how much he cares about her. rather, it's because he wants to make this last, to keep this memory preserved in his head forever.
( one day, short years from now, he will drift with a girl with blue-tipped hair. she'll see flashes of this night in the drift and after will look at him thoughtfully. when he asks her to verbalize what she's thinking, she says you both are beautiful, and he knows she means more than physically. )
raleigh tilts his head and catches her lips with his. ] I don't think I could be more in the here and now if I tried. [ which is saying something, considering how often he gets lost in memories of yancy when the moments are quiet. ]
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she pushes raleigh down against the sheets as she straddles his hips, mouth meeting his as her fingers run through his hair. ]
I heard about the fight. [ she kisses him deeply, an apology of her own, because sure yancy had wanted her but she could have said no; she could have walked away and not let her wounded pride get the best of her. ] It's why I left for college as soon as I could. It's why I moved.
[ she comes up for a breath and hides her face in his chest. ] I'm sorry if I almost ruined it for you both.
[ and she offers up an awful confession of her own: ] I... I wanted him to be you.
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Don't be. It wasn't just about you. [ a lot of it was. and she was the spark that ignited the whole thing. but there's no denying the fact that there was some shit raleigh and yancy needed to work out before they could really drift together.
the breath goes out of him when she says i wanted him to be you. not for the first time since he's started getting to know naomi he things, i really should have called her. but what happened, happened. the important thing now is he's in her bed, she's on top of him, and he really wants her. so he runs his fingers down his spine and kisses the top of her head. ] You've got me now. [ he tilts her chin up a little so he can look her in the eye. there's that ghost of a smile again. ] Got any idea on what you're going to do with me?
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she's not seventeen anymore, she's had other men, has explored her own body in a way to figure out the things she likes, the things she doesn't. when she breaks the kiss, she presses her mouth to the pulse at his neck, one hand reaching down between them to stroke the length of him.
years ago, in that truck with yancy becket, she hadn't known what she wanted other than that she wanted to badly to be touched. she'd been shy and uncertain, following the older boy's lead as he put mouth and hands and the rest of him to good use.
there's no room for shyness now, not when naomi skims palms over skin, raleigh's name murmured between her lips. they're not kids the way they used to be. she's not a starstruck teen, and he's seen more than most people should ever have to live through. ]
Stay the night. Please. [ she whispers the words against his mouth, body flush against his. ]
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she asks him to stay the night and there's really only one response to that. ] Yes. [ yes, he'll stay the night. yes, he'll stay with her in her bed and hold her until she wakes, even if insomnia hits him again. yes, he'll probably do whatever she asks of him.
not just because he likes the way she feels when they're like this. but because she's quite literally the best thing to happen to him in years. naomi is the silver lining to the dark cloud that seems to swallow his life now. she makes him feel like maybe there's still something worth living for other than the knowledge that yancy wanted him to. it's likely that he'll never be able to put into words just how much she's done for him. depression is still a near-constant companion and he still gets in his funks but, well.
moments like these are things he didn't think he'd really have again. real emotional connections with people are things he thought he'd given up. and raleigh's never been more happy to be proven wrong. ]
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[ one hand comes up to trace fingers along the line of his jaw, hesitant and tender. because raleigh moves like a ghost might: quiet, watchful, always on the fringes, but on occasion there is a spark of life behind his sad eyes and naomi watches out for that the way she might the embers of a banked fire. ]
I'm with you, [ she whispers, shaken to the core by the realization of the depth of her feelings for him. ] I'm with you now. I don't know how the memories work, but we're both here. This isn't Kodiak and I'm not seventeen or with your brother. I'm with you, Raleigh. I'm right here.
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( one day, short years from now, he will drift with a girl with blue-tipped hair. she'll see flashes of this night in the drift and after will look at him thoughtfully. when he asks her to verbalize what she's thinking, she says you both are beautiful, and he knows she means more than physically. )
raleigh tilts his head and catches her lips with his. ] I don't think I could be more in the here and now if I tried. [ which is saying something, considering how often he gets lost in memories of yancy when the moments are quiet. ]