[SEMI-CLOSED] wretched and wild, all glory and trash.

[killtime]

⬤ Permissions Post ⬤
⬤ Open TDM Thread ⬤

Who ⬤ Andromache of Enma & likely questionable company!
What ⬤ Bastard woman desperately seeks naps and other thrilling tales
When ⬤ Catch-all for late June, after the events at Kaigo no Bou, and throughout July
Where ⬤ Andy's apartment (derogatory), various other locations in Jigoku-cho
Content Warnings ⬤ Profanity, violence, substance use, sex, etc. To be updated as needed!


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[metafictions]

[He smiles, a little lopsided, when she bumps against his chin. Loath as he is to admit it, Andy's got a point. He really doesn't want to think about what this means for his taste, so he instead allows himself the comfort of the rest of this afterglow-- Andy warm and comfortable against him, the dark and quiet of this apartment inviting and easy, instead of lonely.

He huffs out a quiet laugh.]

Okay. I'll give you that. But I'm not exactly your average guy, either.

[She's mostly seen him in his dullest state, but she's also seen him kill and fight. Surely that's enough to pick up that there's something else just below his placid surface.]

[killtime]

[ Kamui is a lot of things, but average is definitely not one of them. Maybe another person might be fooled by his demeanor, but Andy knows him better than that. She’s seen him pull a trigger. She’s seen the way that eye of his glints just so in the dim. They’re both a little strange - and more alike than either of them realizes yet. ]

Wouldn’t be here if you were.

[ She acknowledges that readily. Not that she’s opposed to a one night stand with some random Joe Schmoe off the street - been there, done that, and plenty of times too. But this is different. He’s different. And maybe that’ll give her second thoughts later. Later. For now though, she seems content enough. Affectionate even. She lets her legs stay tangled with his as she reaches up with one hand, tilting his head towards her for a slow, leisurely kiss.

Wryly, into the space between their mouths: ]

We could do it again, if you want.