Double Standards || Mercer Nov 22, 2013 11:35:55 GMT -4
Post by Sierra "Jinx" Richardson on Nov 22, 2013 11:35:55 GMT -4
Jinx tried to crawl away, but as she did, Mercer would shift to his hands and knees, crawling to her with that look that told her he didn't understand her irritation and disbelief..his muscles flexing, causing her to bite her lower lip in appreciation. A small tug upon her heart, upon that bond, though she shook it off. She couldn't just turn her back to this, not when it made absolutely no sense what so ever. "For us?!" She looked at him with that much more disbelief, shaking her head and trying to pull away as he moved to softly nuzzle into the side of her neck, fighting not to shiver, not to show any signs of pleasure at the contact provided by her Reaver.
His lips brushed against her flesh, her eyes fluttering closed for a brief moment as she shuddered and bit harder upon her lower lip, almost painfully so. It shouldn't have felt good. It shouldn't have only made her want him more...but it did. Oh how she wanted him to continue touching her, to caress her and kiss her in a way that he would his lover. No...she wanted him to touch her better, to touch her as he would if he were in love...with her.
His hand upon her thigh seeming to be a direct response to that, surprising her and causing her to gasp before shifting to try and remove herself from his touch, but finding that she could not go far. Tears swimming in her eyes, the idea that he hated her tearing at her heartstrings and even at her very soul. Why did he keep insisting that she was wrong? Why, when everything pointed to just the opposite? He seemed to hate her and yet swore he did not. He seemed to wish to punish her and yet he adamantly denied it.
His nails dragging against the fabric of her pants, she shook her head. "How can ya say that?" She pulled her head back, only he did not relent. Instead, Mercer would shift closer and continue to nuzzle so affectionately and so softly into her flesh. "If ya cared, ya wouldn' kill the person I picked ta keep me company. The person I wanted ta teach..." She bit her lower lip, turning her head away. She had almost let it slip, wanting to even now, yet she did not think it was wise. It would be yet another thing he could likely use to try and hurt her and that would devastate her. Very much so.
It already hurt so bad when he said or did things to hurt her, tears falling from her eyes now as she thought of everything that had happened recently. She had let herself care for him the moment he had saved her in that stadium, not something she had planned but something that had happened the moment he held her in his arms and comforted her after that horrible nightmare she had had. The most painful memory being his promise that had been whispered against her flesh as he promised he would protect her, that he would never let harm befall her. Why was it so painful? Because in that moment she had let her heart open up and she had trusted his words. Trust...something so hard to come by when it came to Jinx...and yet not but a few weeks later, it was he himself that was crushing her every time she turned around.
Was this the result of his love? Did his love for this other woman make him seek to hurt her so that he could perhaps break her down and distance herself from him? Was this an attempt for him to have more free time? She shook her head, trying to banish the thoughts. His hand brushing along her hips aiding in doing this as she gasped softly and then closed her eyes tightly.
Please, don't touch me like this.
Her mind pleading when her voice could not. Tears silently streaking down her face, lower lip trembling before being captured between little fangs. "Mercer..." His name leaving her lips in a soft, broken whisper as he gripped her and pulled her upon his lap, forcing her leg about his waist. She shook her head in protest as his words continued to spill freely against the flesh of her neck. A gentle whimper, shoulders quaking as she choked back a sob and turned her head away a bit more, allowing her dark curls to fall over her face and partially conceal it from view.
"Stop this...please." Not able to speak above a shaky whisper as she felt her chest tightening. Hands trembling as she tried to push herself away, her hands pressing against his chest. "Don't...l-lie ta me...Please, Mercer...I'm beggin' ya." She didn't know if she could handle lies atop of everything else. The continued kisses to her neck drawing a soft whimper from the flood of desire and the uncertainty..not knowing what to do, how to react. So, instead she just continued to push against his chest and try to unwrap her legs from about him.
However, when those final words were spoken, she would whimper louder, this time her sob racking her entire frame and reverberating into the air. "You? So I'm not allowed ta have a lover but you are?" She pulled her head back, tears flooding her green eyes as she looked at him with a very pained expression. "I know I'm not all that desirable or whatever...I know that I'm a freak cause I sleep all the time...But that don't mean I ain't capable of havin' me a lover like you do."
She felt her chest tighten, one hand leaving his chest to try and massage the center of her own, to relax it. "I-I...g-get...lonely by myself mercer...I get scared." She coughed, gasping for breath as she turned her head away. She had not wanted to admit such a thing to him but it had just sort of come out. She couldn't take it back now. She could just move forward. "Ya can't call me yer love when ya love that woman an' not me. It ain't fair. I don't deserve ta be taunted like that, Mercer." She pressed shakily against his chest, trying to move away, but not wanting to. She sobbed, her hair falling over her face more fully now, her eyes growing heavy.