[ this isn't even really to comfort her. like, it doesn't make her feel any better about the stupid kennex mess or anything, it just... this is one of those things she only fails to do at least two or three times a week to spare john from that kind of hurt, and if he's gonna up and freaking defend the chick trying to out to the ship that sally's a friggin' werewolf, then fine. an eye for an eye, or whatever.
or maybe she just doesn't even care about an eye for an eye and wants to do shit like this with someone she's legit 0% upset with for once.
it's complicated. more complicated than she wants to even think about right now, so she just... doesn't think. instead, she disappears into the feeling of it. into lifting her own hand to slide up the back of his neck and into his hair, the other slipping under the hem of his shirt to rest on the bare skin of his side. ]
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or maybe she just doesn't even care about an eye for an eye and wants to do shit like this with someone she's legit 0% upset with for once.
it's complicated. more complicated than she wants to even think about right now, so she just... doesn't think. instead, she disappears into the feeling of it. into lifting her own hand to slide up the back of his neck and into his hair, the other slipping under the hem of his shirt to rest on the bare skin of his side. ]