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Drabble #27 + One-liners
Feb. 16th, 2008 05:05 am• She had a body made for bearing children, but her mind was only intent on nurturing herself, and his was only capable of conceiving hate.
• She submitted to him as was right, but on the occasion that she bared her teeth and fought him, a shiver went though his body and he could not bring himself to mind it at all.
• After his memory returned, he was disturbed by the look he had caused to flit across her face; he never wanted to see it again.
• The idea of touching and being touched implied an intimacy that he allowed to very few people; the way her fingers casually walked up his arm was anything but casual to him.
• He enjoyed the peaceful times when she would simply lay on him and relax, but it never lasted more than 5 minutes because her hands had a habit of straying to what her mind was thinking of, and she was a pervert.
• Sometimes, when he was floating between sleep and wakefulness, his mind would get into arguments with itself over how something like this could have happened, but then she would bury into his side and say something completely nonsensical and he would sigh thinking. 'That is enough.'
• She submitted to him as was right, but on the occasion that she bared her teeth and fought him, a shiver went though his body and he could not bring himself to mind it at all.
• After his memory returned, he was disturbed by the look he had caused to flit across her face; he never wanted to see it again.
• The idea of touching and being touched implied an intimacy that he allowed to very few people; the way her fingers casually walked up his arm was anything but casual to him.
• He enjoyed the peaceful times when she would simply lay on him and relax, but it never lasted more than 5 minutes because her hands had a habit of straying to what her mind was thinking of, and she was a pervert.
• Sometimes, when he was floating between sleep and wakefulness, his mind would get into arguments with itself over how something like this could have happened, but then she would bury into his side and say something completely nonsensical and he would sigh thinking. 'That is enough.'
