semi-closed 🔪 sometimes it's better to lose than compromise

[pitfight]

Who ⬤ Nishitani and various
What ⬤ It's trauma time! (event nsfw)
When ⬤ THE BLOOD RAIN BABY
Where ⬤ various
Content Warnings ⬤ TRAUMA!! BLOOD!! GORE!! VIOLENCE!! PTSD!! SEX!! BODY HORROR? This is a nsfw post for event stuff, so be warned

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[pitfight]

What a fucking scam. [ And Nishitani seems genuinely mournful that he can't join them, because he wants to follow after Andy and Toraguma, liking them both enough to be worried for their safety. He holds onto her wrist back, a signal of comfort they picked up from their time in his nightmare together. ] Come back to me, then. I'll make sure this dick rewards you for saving the fucking city.

[killtime]

[ That earns a faint, wry smile. Just one corner of her lips quirking upward ever so slightly as she lifts her cigarette back up for another drag. ]

Yeah? Better be ready put that dick where your mouth is, sweetheart. [ Dryly, as she gives his wrist a fond little squeeze: ] If I survive this shit, I fully expect to be fucked within an inch of my life.

[pitfight]

I can do that. Maybe I'll even call in help. Think we can get a vibrator going without blowing the circuit? [ Given the place they live, it'd be genuinely amazing if they could manage to get anything going. There's one working socket, and it's behind the fridge. ]

[killtime]

[ Amusement makes crow’s feet crinkle at the corner of her eyes. Yeah, that shithole apartment of theirs barely qualifies as habitable, but she’ll be glad to come home to it, when everything is said and done. ]

Suppose we’ll find out. [ Maybe she should be in more of a hurry to go and prepare, but some part of her just wants to stay here, lingering with her hand around his wrist and his around hers. She hadn’t really realized it before, but she’s hardly spent a day in hell apart from him until now. ] Feed the cat. And try not to get stabbed while I’m gone.

[pitfight]

No promises. [ He kisses her again, licking into her mouth to chase the taste of her, the smoke that curls on her tongue still. He wants to pin her to the wall and fuck her now, keep her here and ignore the cursed rain that still infects the city, but part of him knows what must be done, and he relents fore that notion. ] If you get stabbed, I get stabbed.

[killtime]

[ Her lips part readily for him, her mouth just as hungry as his and her kiss just as hard. ]

Then I won't.

[ Spoken like she has any control over that at all. But she's stubborn. Stubborn and strong, even like this, when she's exhausted and mortal as anyone. This time, she has something to come back to, and she'll fight tooth and nail for it. ]

I'm your fucking woman. Like hell I'd go down easy.