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Tess ached.

She was toned, and she spent nearly every day of her life running and training to get into the best shape she could for the end of days. And yet, as she took in a few heavy breaths while lying sprawled out on the couch next to Roxxy. There were muscles in her back and core that she did not recall ever using before. Though, a long day of travel had also worn her out. Her calves strained, demanding proper rest. It took what little willpower and clarity Tess had to not fall back asleep… though the rush of endorphins and adrenaline certainly played their own part as well.

Of course, then there was the feeling in her chest.

She felt weightless in a way that drew some concern. She had not been aware there was a weight dragging her down in the first place. The warmth of the person next to her was the only thing keeping Tess tethered to the room they laid. And for once, the thoughts of cataclysm and destruction had receded into a far corner of his mind, a distant memory of something unimportant. To think, this is what she had been missing all this time. Years in a cabin deep in the wilderness had left her so isolated and alone and [i]this[/i] is what connection felt like?

[color=f0e69f]"Should we head back to the party?"[/color]

Tess shifted in her spot, turning her body to face Roxxy. Golden hair seemed to frame her beautiful face. Her question was sincere, probing. Deep down, Tess didn’t want to leave. She wanted to wrap Roxxy in her arms, pull her close, and drift off into a deep slumber she hadn’t had in years. At the same time… there was a deep discomfort in her gut as Tess felt utterly bare before the woman. She was certainly nude, but more than that was a vulnerability she was entirely unfamiliar with. She had shown her entire form to a complete stranger, scars and all. Despite this, all Tess could think of was how unprepared she was to be attacked. She had felt the tight muscles under Roxxy’s warm skin. She knew how easily the woman could hold her down. While it had been exhilarating moments before, there was a new dread that arose from her deep-seeded paranoia.

What if this was a trap? What if this was a ruse? What if…

Tess shook her head slightly, more to brush off the thoughts. If this was a trap, there were very opportune moments to be struck while in the throes of passion. If this was a trap, Roxxy wouldn’t be asking to go back to the party. Tess’ thoughts drifted to their conversation, towards the woman’s desire to meet people like her. It would be selfish to hold her here. And maybe, just maybe, not everyone was out to get her. Worst case, if they were, Tess might get to see Roxxy fight. Or better yet, get to fight side by side with her.

Tess reached out a hand, placing it onto Roxxy’s side to give a gentle squeeze. [Color=d18f75]”We should… make more introductions… meet more like us. I’m… I’ll be ok. That was… I didn’t know that… You felt so…”[/color] Tess seemed unable to form a coherent sentence. This was the best she had ever felt. All of this felt right. She wanted to see her again. She wanted to do this again, and more, or even just to hold her close and feel her soothing presence. She wanted to know what Roxxy liked, what she hated, how she fights, what she fights for, and a million other small things. Putting any of it to words was a hard task when Tess’ breath was catching in her throat.

But… they had a party to get back to. Tess slowly pulled herself to her feet, fumbling for her discarded clothes. She hadn’t the faintest idea of what happened to her bra, giving up on the search in favor of quickly shimmying into her underwear and pants. She slipped on her shirt, shivering slightly at the sensation of feeling the fabric over her warm chest as she began to work the buttons. All the while, a nagging sensation burned in her. She was forgetting something. In all the questions and the flirting, had she…?

[Color=d18f75]”I… forgot to say… My name is Tess. Theresa Arlest.”[/color]
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