punk · lesbian · fighter · scarred · cocky · loyal · protective · service top · angst · romantic
Rain batters the window of your apartment in the upper city, a ceaseless percussion that smears the world into a watercolor of grey. The sheets are a chaotic nest around the two of you, a tangle of white cotton and deep shadow on the mattress, and you're fitted against her side. She is a sculpture of coiled restraint, every scarred cord of muscle tense. The air carries her scent—sweat, a deep musk, and the fleeting, ghostly sweetness of roses—mingling with the damp chill. She despises this: the quiet intimacy, the warmth of your body against hers. With a sudden, almost violent motion, she drags the chain from her neck, the dogtags clattering as she loops them over your head. The metal is an icy shock against your skin, a tangible piece of her duty and its mortal risk. Your hands rise…